What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 156 The Power to Stand Up
In the middle of winter, there is a lot of snow.

Wearing a coir raincoat, Mi Lu beat the icicles off the blades of the windmill bit by bit.

The huge icicles fell to the ground one by one, smashing into pieces.

And he was already out of breath.

After all, he has not practiced Taoism yet, nor does he have supernatural powers.

In terms of stamina and strength, it is not even comparable to the farmers around here.

He hadn't had time to catch his breath yet.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pheasant in the snow not far away.

Mi Lu swallowed, and slowly approached the pheasant.

Then, he jumped up and pressed the pheasant firmly to the ground.

"I can have a good meal today!" The young Chu Wangsun grinned.

He never thought that he would be so happy because he could catch a pheasant.

But it sure is fun!
Holding the pheasant firmly in the palm of his hand, Mi Lu held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

very good!

This pheasant is very fat, probably weighing five catties.

You can have a full meal today!
Then he grabbed the struggling pheasant, which was still flapping its wings, and went back to the wooden house.

Quickly bled it, removed its hair, and cleaned out all its internal organs.

Then, he opened a pottery jar in the wooden house, and carefully scooped out a bowl of snow-white flour with the pottery bowl.

This is a few days ago, after he helped a nearby villager repair the roof of his house, the villager specially gave him flour as a thank you.

Fine flour ground in this windmill.

There is a fragrance when you smell it.

Add water and mix well, knead the dough, then cover it under the lid and let the dough ferment.

Mi Lu began to marinate the pheasant.

Take a jug of ale hanging from the beam of the wooden house.

Pour out a small bowl and spread evenly.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

Mi Lu walked over and opened the door.

But it was a few children whose faces were red from the cold.

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"Mr. Mi!" The children were very polite, and they bowed deeply when they met: "I'm here to disturb you again!"

Mi Lu watched, smiled, and squatted down.

In Yingdu, he has received countless flattery and countless respectful etiquette.

but……

Mi Lu had never felt any warmth from Yingdu's flattery and kneeling.

They were all insincere sweet words, and they were all respectful under the fear.

But here, on the banks of the sandy river.

The children bent down and bowed lightly, but Mi Lu felt the real warmth.

"It's okay!" He said with a smile, "It's just right, I just caught a pheasant, let's eat together later..."

The children blinked and swallowed with saliva in their mouths.

But they shook their heads firmly: "No!"

"Mr. Mi, we are here to ask you for advice..."

They held a thin booklet in their hands.

The outer skin is sheepskin, bound together with twine, and the inner is a piece of white paper.

"How do you pronounce these words?" The children opened the booklet in their hands and pointed to the words written in the grid.

In the past, Mi Lu might have smiled disdainfully.

Ordinary people, still want to know how to read?
But now, he smiled, brought the children to the stove, sat on the ground, held the booklet in his hand, pointed to each word, and explained it to the children.

"This word, read 'Jun'..."

"Did you see it? Does the upper part look like a hand holding a scepter? Does the lower part look like a mouth?"

"Hold the power and issue orders, you are the 'jun'..."

The children blinked, looked at Mi Lu, and asked, "Mr. Mi, why is there no 'Jun' in our village?"

Mi Lu swallowed.

He suddenly figured out something and laughed: "Because... you are the king!"

The children looked at this gentleman from a foreign land, who knew a lot of words and was very kind, but didn't quite understand.

Mi Lu explained: "Look..."

"Did your parents choose the village chief?"

The children nodded.

"Is that land chosen by your parents too?"

The children nodded again.

"Then your parents, aren't you Jun?"

"The power is in their hands, and they can also give orders to the affairs of the village! They can even control you!"

"Since your parents are Jun, then when you grow up, won't you be Jun too?"

The child listened, and the big eyes lit up one after another: "It's like this!"

They laughed and said, "So we are Jun!"

"Yes!" Mi Lu said seriously: "You are the king!"

This is a fact!

Mi Lu knew that they were descendants of the immortal gods in the Central Plains, and they would admit it if they saw these children.

They grew up under the bath of the great master's enlightenment.

If you really want to talk about your footsteps, I am afraid it is far more than many ministers!

This can be seen from the smoke column of luck rising from above their heads.

Everyone is a Taoist.

All of them are talents!

Now, he is practicing the Taoism handed down by the great master, and has gradually established the foundation of Taoism.

Next year, at most the next year, some of them will start to acquire supernatural powers.

What's more, this is the case in sand and water.

The mortals here are extremely confident.

No matter what kind of people you face, you can stand up straight and speak.

Mi Lu saw with her own eyes yesterday that a spirit in the sand and a farmer were sitting on the embankment, drinking wine side by side.

Such a thing, even in Chu country, is not seen.

Chu State...

Although humans and monsters live together, it's monks and monsters living together.

It's not that mortals and demons live together.

Ordinary people have always only feared the Yaozu and nobles with Yaozu blood.

Moreover, even in Yingdu.

The monks and the demon clan also fight every day.

This is the custom of Chu State.

But in this sand and water, mortals and spirits are like neighbors.

Many mortals would use incense to buy the feces of aquatic spirits.

Then take it back happily and use it to fertilize the field.

Even in some villages, a decision will be made through public discussion, and then the strong aquarium will be hired to help the village dig mud.

The reward is to provide them with incense.

Aquarium is very satisfied.

Especially those aquarists who have recently taken refuge in sandy water.

They have not had incense for a long time.

The hungry demon body is loose, and now in Shashui, not only can you eat incense, but you don't need to pay tribute, it's so beautiful!

Mi Lu knew that now in Taojia Village, some Shui people even went ashore majestically, and negotiated conditions with ordinary people in that city.

How much mud I dig for you, how much incense you give me.

Every penny must be fought!

Very novel!

Many foreign businessmen were dumbfounded.

Because this thing is unprecedented.

Aqua is Aqua, and mortals are mortals.

Between the aquarium and mortals, there is a river.

Mortals offer sacrifices to Hebo, and Hebo supports and restrains the water tribe.

When it came to Shashui, He Bo didn't really need incense.

I don't bother to skimp on the incense of the aquarium.

Between mortals and aquariums, they began to communicate with each other.

Especially those aquariums who have just surrendered, for the sake of incense, they compete with each other and keep the price very low.

Especially recently, He Bo took over a few dragons in a tributary of the Huai River that was three thousand miles away.

As soon as those flood dragons came, they smashed the rewards for dredging through the floor!
For a thousand catties of silt, people only need a thousand wisps of incense.

In addition, Jiaolong are also willing to provide door-to-door service.

A thousand catties of silt and a mile of land only need a wisp of incense.

At first glance, he looked like a pauper with green eyes from hunger!

It caused the sand and water aquarium to curse.

Thinking of these, Mi Lu sighed in his heart: "Is this the new world?"

"If the new world is like this, it's not bad!"

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Standing on the embankment, Yingdao looked at the two dragons in the tidal flat on the river bank, using their huge bodies to stir up the muddy mud, stirring up all the black, smelly mud under the mud.

They are at least two feet long, with waists as thick as buckets.

The huge dragon head was buried in the mud, and it easily pulled two to three thousand catties of mud into the wooden frame with its claws.

Then, the two huge dragons bit the strong wooden frames and sent the mud frame by frame to the embankment.

"Forty thousand catties!" One of them said in a low voice, "Weigh it carefully!"

"You can't shorten our brother's!"

An old farmer on the embankment laughed: "Don't worry, two brothers from the Ao family!"

"The incense in our Wangjiazhuang is the purest incense in the surrounding area!"

"It must be sacrificed with three animals, and then lit with the best incense, to worship the heaven and earth, and also write the names of the two Ao family brothers, there is no mistake!"

"Yeah!" The two dragons nodded, ignoring the mud and smell all over their bodies, they opened their mouths and said, "That's it, then we brothers are very grateful!"

Looking for the aquarium and dredging the industry, I don't know which villager first reached an agreement with the aquarium.

Anyway, in this winter, it quickly swept across the entire sand and water banks.

Those aquariums who have defected or been captured from other river basins will do everything for incense.

As long as you give incense, you can talk about anything!

Don't talk about selling your strength, their excrement is now clearly marked.

Yingdao watched all this from the side.

He let out a sigh of relief.

There are also many rivers in Qin, and there are thousands of aquatic people in the rivers.

The state of Qin also raised and incorporated many aquariums and filled them into the army.

but……

But nothing like this has ever happened.

the reason is simple.

Yingdao knew why.

It is because the Shui people are too dangerous, and He Bo is in the way.

It is also because the people are afraid.

Who is not afraid?

A flood dragon is several feet long, and its size is dozens of times that of a mortal.

One breath can kill a mortal.

but……

Yingdao also knows that there is another more important and deeper reason.

Even the Shui Clan and mortals in Qin State trust each other.

There is no He Bo in the middle.

But this kind of cooperation between them still can't be achieved!

He raised his head and watched the two flood dragons pass over his head.

Following the old farmer, he came to an altar.

This is the altar built recently in Wangjiazhuang.

The three sacrifices have already been arranged.

They are all pigs and sheep raised by the village itself, as well as chickens and rabbits.

Dozens of villagers stood neatly in front of the altar.

The village chief unfolded a blank piece of paper, and recited the sacrificial oration (this was written by Meng Bai for them, and the village chief has already memorized the template, just change the name of the sacrificial object): "There is Two brothers, Jiaolong Ao Da and Ao, have dug mud for the people. In order to thank him for his righteousness, we offer three sacrifices, pray to heaven and earth, and wish to reward them with incense and fire!"

"Invite Jiaolong Ao Da and Ao Er to feast!"

After finishing speaking, the thick incense sticks brought from Cao Guo were lit.

Rolling incense, curling up.

And dozens of common people bowed in unison: "Thank you Jiaolong Ao Da and Ao brothers for your help!"

As a result, the burning incense immediately became fragrant and fragrant.

The power of humanity is mixed in it, and it also gathers the taste of three animals.

When the two flood dragons saw it, they immediately opened their mouths impatiently, and began to inhale non-stop, sighing while inhaling: "It's really pure! It's really pure!"

"This kind of incense still has a ray of humanity!"

"It's wonderful! It's wonderful!"

Sucking and sucking, the two dragons even started crying.

Such wonderful incense, such pure incense!
One strand can withstand ten strands!

What's more important is the faint light of humanity mixed in the incense.

It is the dream of all aquarists.

For the dragons, it is a good thing comparable to merit!
because……

They will transform into dragons in the future, all relying on the light of humanity.

It is almost impossible for a dragon without enough humanity to transform into a dragon.

It is after the dragon.

The light of humanity is irreplaceable to the Dragon Clan!
Because, the Dragon Clan has sinned against Heaven and Earth.

The protagonist of today's world is the human race.

The Dragon Clan must have the trust and recognition of the Clan.

Therefore, the dragon clan without the brilliance of humanity will surely be wiped out in the catastrophe!
The dragons were soon full of incense.

But the rest, they will not be wasted, but all inhaled into the special organs in the nostrils.

That is an organ specially developed by the Jiaolong clan to store incense.

Just like the stomach of a cow, it can regurgitate incense in times of famine.

Seeing this, Yingdao let out a deep breath.

These days, he has seen similar scenes many times.

Therefore, he knew that it was impossible to replicate the situation of Shashui in Qin.

because……

It's not just He Bo and the immortals who are obstructing it.

The vigor and spirit of ordinary people in Qin State are far inferior to ordinary people in Shashui.

Ten or even twenty strands of incense lit by a mortal in ragged clothes, yellow and thin, and haggard in spirit can't compare to a wisp of sand and water.

But the problem is...

Yingdao remembered that last month he saw some refugees who fled from Qufu.

The appearance of those refugees is almost the same as that of ordinary people in Qin.

According to Meng Bai, this villager from Wangjiazhuang also escaped from other places a few years ago.

Why is there such a big difference?

Yingdao thought about this question.

Why, ragged, haggard mortals elsewhere.

It took only a few years to reach Shashui.

They shook their heads one by one, straightened their backs, and were full of confidence. Even the quality of their incense was more than ten times that of other places.

Whether facing the flood dragon or the monks from other places, they are neither humble nor overbearing, and they look at each other as equals.

Yingdao remembered the story he heard in Shashui.

Dayu controlled the water, Yu Gong moved the mountains.

I also think of the legend of the immortal in the sand and water.

He had said it to mortals.

Don't pray to the gods, because the gods can't help you.

Don't count on princes, because princes only want to be princes for generations.

Therefore, the people were not allowed to kneel to the gods and worship the princes again.

Let the people stand up.

"Is this the power of a mortal standing up?" Ying Dao thought.

(End of this chapter)