Nongmen Space: A full-level villain dressed as a pitiful girl

Chapter 322

At noon, Xi'er returned home and spent three days making all the arrangements. On the morning of October [-]th, she left Huaishu Town and headed straight for Xuanyuan Empire.

Xuanyuan is a very ancient surname, which itself represents the meaning of the supreme emperor, and this surname is also evolved from the emperor.

Looking at the history, almost no emperors in the secular world have this surname, but in the world of cultivating immortals, this surname represents identity, bloodline, and the bloodline of anyone with this surname is extremely not simple.

She actually saw such an empire in the secular world. Whether it was because of the origin of the original owner or the connection between the country and the country, she had to go there.

Sitting on Jin Yu's back, Xi'er flipped through the map with her thoughts in space.

"Golden Feather, from here, fly to the east"

East is the place where the sun rises. One person and one bird fly towards the direction of the red sun.

When Jin Yu was tired, she put it into the space and flew by herself, and when she was tired, she returned to the space, thinking about nothing, and sleeping soundly.

In this way, flying over the mountains and forests, one person and one bird came to a place that she was very familiar with.

This place is the place where she extracted the volcanic leylines. It has only been two years, and this place has become a green state, and it is no longer the barren place before.

Sure enough, where there is water, there are signs of life.

Down below, walking back and forth like little ants, is the small mountain village she went to at the beginning, but now it has expanded in size, and beside the village, there are surrounded fields.

It seems that the seeds she left behind have taken root here.

She happened to be tired too, and she landed. She was still dressed in men's clothes, and the butterfly mask was still on, but the material of the clothes gave her a sense of gorgeousness.

She was carrying a big bag, dressed as a merchant, and walked from the village entrance to the village. The villagers saw her as if they saw something strange.

One by one, all of them were looking at her, and Xi'er was also looking at them. The villagers who were dressed in rags back then have improved compared to before. There are fewer patches, and their faces are not so yellow and hungry.

Listening to what they said to each other, she didn't understand a single word, so she simply used her mental power to find the local language from their spiritual consciousness.

Mianqiang communicated with them in blunt local dialect, "Excuse me, is your village chief here?"

"We don't have a village head, only a patriarch."

"Oh, I'm a businessman from out of town. I'm passing by and I want to stay for one night. Can I?"

"Where is the businessman from?"

"Heaven's Empire."

These people shook their heads, they had never heard of it, Xi'er pointed to the high mountain in the distance, "He came from the other side of the mountain."

These people shook their heads again. At this time, an elder came out from behind the crowd, and behind him was a young man. Xi'er smiled when he saw him.

"Hey boy, hello"

"Hi, my name is Zhamu, do we know each other?"

"Remember that bag of seeds?"

Zhamu looked at Xi'er, "It's you, the seed you left for me?"

"That's right, I passed by here the other day and saw you planting something, so I wanted to help you, but because I had something to do, I left in a hurry, so I could only leave a bag of seeds behind."

"Thank you, thank you, great benefactor"

Jamu kowtowed to her immediately, and Xi'er hurriedly bent over to help him up, "I'm not in a hurry to leave this time, if there's anything wrong, you can ask me, and I'll guide you?"

Jamu shed tears gratefully, with him as an intermediary, everything will be easier to handle.

He turned to the old man beside him and said a lot of words in a rambunctious manner, at this moment, the villagers looked at Xi'er again, all of them were full of kindness.

Zhamu brought the old man to her and introduced, "This is the patriarch of our Tengxi tribe."

Xi'er nodded at him, "Hello."

"Honorable guest, welcome. Our tribe is small and relatively poor. Jamu people are hardworking. He is the only one in the family. Why don't we stay at his house?"

"Thank you"

Xi'er followed Zhamu to his house, and saw a low civil structure house with only one mat inside, which was spread on the floor, on which she usually sleeps and other things.

Zhamu spread the mats in the shade of the yard, then took a wooden table and put some clay bowls on it.

Xi'er saw him pour water from a clay pot into a clay bowl, and the water looked cloudy.

"Do you usually drink this water?"

Zhamu was taken aback, "That's right, the water came from a crater more than ten miles away. It used to be a volcano, but for some reason, it turned into a lake."

"This water can't be drunk directly, it will get sick after a long time."

"We usually drink river water."

"None of you know how to dig a well?"

"What is a well?"

Xi'er raised his forehead, it seems that Zhamu has a lot to teach, these people are like savages who just came out of the primeval forest, they don't know anything?
They want to write it out, but they can't read at all, so what should I do?

Simply put, she just drilled a well in Zhamu's courtyard.

She looked at the water in the bowl with disgust, she wouldn't drink it even if she was killed, so she put her bag on the ground.

"Zamu, will you help me?"

"Senpai, what are you going to do?"

"Drill a well for you, or a pressure well, do you want it?"

No matter what the "want" is, whatever the benefactor gives is a good thing.

Zamu doesn't look twenty, but his expression is like a curious baby, everything feels new, the more he is like this, the more he can do something.Xi'er took out one thing from the bag after a while, and took out a lot in a row, but the bag was still bulging, and no one noticed anything abnormal.

After assembling the parts, she found a better spot in the yard, set up a wooden frame, and started digging a well.

The people in the village were all staring at the fence, and Xi'er was not afraid of them watching. They had never seen it anyway, and she was just pretending. The real well was dug by her cultivation and supernatural powers.

How can we let them know how the well was dug without supporting these shelves?

Zhamu watched Xi'er take out some soil from under the shelf for a while, he bent down curiously, and looked under the wooden shelf.

"Wow, is there water in this cylinder?"

"Yes, it is clean. You have to dig very deep to get water. The wells I drilled are small. If you want to dig a big one, you can work together to find a place to dig it. Generally, a well can be dug at 20 meters."

"20 meters?"

Forget it, they don’t understand anyway, so just dig them out.

"It's the depth of ten people"

"I see"

As the soil continued to be dug out, Zhamu looked at the pile of soil in the courtyard and planned to move it outside, but Xi'er refused to let him move, saying that the soil was still useful.

An hour later, under Xi'er's "hard work", a well with a depth of 50 meters was dug.

If it was someone else, it would have taken two or three days, but Xi'er only spent an hour and a half. This is lying.

"Come to Tashi, find a big basin, catch the water here, and then, watch how I make it come out."

Xi'er showed him that the water was mixed with yellow at the beginning, and the more it was pressed, it became clearer. Xi'er asked Zhamu to find a clean bowl to take a bowl of water. He first gave the old patriarch a bowl, and the patriarch took it and tasted it. After taking a sip, his eyes lit up immediately.

"Water is sweet."

"It's called raw water. It's best to boil it and drink it when it's cold, so you won't get sick."

Xi'er didn't feel tired, so she used a clean earthenware pot, got a pot of water, and started to burn wood to boil the water. When it boiled, she threw in a pinch of the tea leaves she brought.

(End of this chapter)