Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 247 The Waking of Insects is Coming

Behind the Grandma Temple in the center of Lianyang Town, there is a small house.

Si He untied the rusty chains and walked in with Zhao Qing and the other three.

This is the little home she left for herself in Lianyang.

It is not protected by any formation, and does not need to be locked or guarded. It is very close to the temple.

Besides, in Lianyang, she is a real god and doesn't worry about her house being stolen or robbed at all.

Along the way, this bright puppet with peach blossom eyes kept holding Shuyue's arm and whispering and laughing.

They talked about some interesting things in Lianyang.

For example, how she took over Helin Village and how she drove away the fish monster in Lianyang River.

Or she could talk about Mr. Ji's past scandals, or even about someone who said bad things about her behind her back. She knew everything and brought it up as a topic of conversation.

Qinghuan and her aunt listened quietly on the side, and Shuyue occasionally joined in the conversation.

Zhao Qing saw it and let them get along on their own.

Qinghuan and her aunt were fine, but Shuyue was a little uncomfortable with Sihe's closeness. After all, she had never actually seen the white-haired woman, and had only heard about her from Xiaoyi or her husband.

But Si He is completely different. She and Zhao Qing are in tune with each other and have lived with their family for ten years.

He often discussed Shuyue's little thoughts with Zhao Qing in secret, and often talked about turning Zhao Qing into a puppet to monopolize the three beautiful ladies.

In a sense, Si He is already very familiar with Shu Yue, no less familiar than Zhao Qing.

Even when Shuyue was sleeping in Zhao Qing's arms, Si He could clearly count her curved eyelashes, and he often made up stories about his little wife in private...

"Originally, I was just staying in Helin Village, helping the people there with minor illnesses and disasters, and occasionally using spiritual formations to irrigate the terraced fields."

"Most people in Lianyang Town love the River Sacrifice. It's the little fish I just mentioned. It's almost at the Foundation Establishment stage, but its brain isn't very bright... Just think of it as the River God."

"Later, there was a squire named Cao in the town. He would come to Helin every month by horse-drawn carriage to burn incense for me and even made a jade statue for me to take home."

"As time went by, word spread among the townspeople, and I came to the town to preach. The Grandma Temple was rebuilt for me by the Cao family."

Zhou Xiaoyi nodded slightly.

"Let's take care of these trivial matters first."

"I'll go to the county government office to retrieve the files and get Cao Wendu out."

"As for the town headman's desire for promotion..."

Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment. Although she couldn't stay in Liao with her status, it would be as easy as eating and drinking water with a little arrangement.

The reason for her hesitation... was not because of the official's merits and virtues, these things had nothing to do with her.

Si He's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "Don't worry about him. When there are more pilgrims in the county, I will send him to the county government to work."

She curled her lips and said, "How can such a good thing happen? He just lies at home all day and wants to get promoted and make money... If he wants to become the emperor, can we stop him?"

My aunt chuckled and nodded. This was exactly what she meant.

Blindly satisfying oneself will only make it more difficult for Si He to act in the future.

Gu Qinghuan stood up and said, "Then I'll go distribute the offerings first."

"Give it to the children, and leave the adults with hands and feet alone for now... Remember to use your spiritual sense to place it, and don't reveal any traces." Si He smiled and warned.

After all, the effects of face-to-face delivery and miracles from heaven are completely different.

Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll accompany Si He to Xiawa to irrigate the fields. Qing Huan will come to us directly after he finishes his work."

"Then I'll go catch some more fish and put them into the Lianyang River." The young wife's eyes flickered, and she seemed eager to try.

"Use the thunder method gently, don't kill all the fish." Si He teased.

……

Soon, the five people clearly divided the work and took action on their own, intending to settle the old debt owed by Si He first.

Since she is worshipped by the people of Lianyang, she naturally has to take care of the people. Otherwise, the people will not think it is magical enough and the worship will gradually fade.

All the trivial administrative matters and old cases in the town were handed over to my aunt. With her background and experience, she could handle these matters very easily.

As for the plague and famine, Qing Huan was in charge... This was not the first time she had done this and she was very skilled at it.

Zhao Qing and Si He chose the most unpretentious task, which was to add springs to the dry wells and irrigate the terraces.

As for Shuyue... I can only say that the divination that Mr. Ji had calculated during the day came true.

The night covers the sky and the spring breeze blows gently.

Wang Shuyue took small steps out of the town and arrived at the official road along the Lianyang River.

The unique fragrance of grass and trees in the countryside lingers around your nose, and the ears are filled with the croaking of frogs.

The pretty girl stood straight and carefully used her spiritual sense to detect any movements around her.

After making sure that there was no one around, her vast spiritual consciousness poured out from two inches above her eyebrows. Now she had reached the second level of spiritual training, and the next step was the ninth level of Qi training.

The soul refining starts from Mingtang, passes through the bridal chamber, and enters Niwan, then you can prepare for the foundation building. Shuyue is only one step away from the last threshold.

The woman's slender hands lightly grasped her waist and exerted slight force.

Swish!

A brilliant purple light flashed, and the soft sword at her waist was thrown into the air by her.

This was the top-grade spiritual sword that Chen Changsheng gave to Zhao Qing when he just became a disciple of the Blood Robe. It has always been left to Shuyue for her daily study and use.

At this moment, Shuyue's spiritual consciousness connected and controlled the magic sword to float in the air.

The "Qingfeng Sword Technique" that Zhao Qing has been studying recently is originally used to control objects. With the help of his proficiency in the panel, the various insights and skills can naturally be shared by the whole family.

But... this sword-controlling method has a new use in Shuyue's hands.

She didn't try to control the spirit sword with her spiritual consciousness, slashing dozens of feet away, stirring up the dust and smoke...

The woman smiled unconsciously, her bright eyes looking around, not knowing what she was thinking.

She gathered her sleeves with her slender hands and stepped lightly onto the magic sword!

Then she used her spiritual consciousness to control the spirit sword and headed towards the depths of the Lianyang River. Fortunately, her spiritual consciousness was relatively condensed, and she had tried many times in private, so she was barely able to stand firm.

In fact, when she first met Luo Xianning with Zhao Qing, the heroic figure of the woman flying across the sky with a sword was already deeply engraved in her mind.

After a long period of thinking, she succeeded in doing this.

Using a magic sword as a boat to cross the void, isn't it much more elegant than riding a white crane in the storybooks?

At night, the Lianyang River flows westward slowly and calmly.

The bright moon and stars are reflected in the water, as well as a graceful figure riding a sword across the sky.

The night wind blew, causing the scene in the water to slightly distort.

The waves are rippling and the crescent moon is silent.

Shu Yue stepped on the magic sword, gradually slowing down her pace, lowering the sword body close to the water surface to draw a long ripple. She stared at the swaying waves with her bright eyes, and a smile appeared on her cherry lips.

"Husband, is there a mark of your consciousness around here?"

The woman's whisper received no response, and she didn't care.

With her slender fingers, she pinched the seals, and the spiritual energy in her body circulated through the unique meridians, and a flash of purple light instantly poured into the river.

Wang Shuyue raised the sword and crossed the river in a tilted posture, leaving a brilliant purple-blue electric light behind her.

……

Xiawa Village is located deep in the valley and is hidden by layers of dense forest.

Zhao Qing used his spiritual sense to sense Shuyue's situation, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

Si He whispered, "Shuyue is quite happy with the electric fish."

"She's a little bored in Songshan." Zhao Qing defended his young wife.

The beautiful woman beside him squinted her eyes and said, "Now you understand where all the spirit stones have gone, right?"

Zhao Qing nodded silently and fell into deep thought as he looked at the endless terraced fields on the hillside.

Si He walked slowly, his words full of teasing.

"The Liao Kingdom imposed many taxes, but the villagers were able to cultivate the mountains and fields cheaply."

"It's a pity that it's extremely difficult to divert water. If it's a drought year, there won't be any harvest. If there's enough rain... the yield per mu can be a dan."

"To offset taxes, the people of Lianyang cultivated approximately 30 mu per person, and Xiawa had 80 households and 310 people."

"There are a total of 8,000 acres of mountain fields. After the spring array is covered, if we use the spirit gathering array to attract spiritual energy, it will be an extremely terrifying expense."

"If spiritual stones are used as a source, the fields in Lianyang Township can produce over ten thousand spiritual stones every year."

The corner of Zhao Qing's mouth twitched.

He doesn't acknowledge this account.

If 10,000 spirit stones are used to irrigate the fields every year, wouldn’t that be equivalent to 100,000 taels of gold?

Then why bother farming? It wouldn’t cost so much money if we just paid taxes directly to the people!

Si He sensed his thoughts and sighed softly: "Just think of it as using spirit stones to buy incense."

"This way, the incense will be extremely prosperous, the people will have something to do, and it will be difficult for major mistakes to occur."

She whispered in Zhao Qing's ear with a smile, "One year, gold fell from the sky in Helin Village. After deducting taxes, there was still a surplus. What do you think they did with the silver?"

Zhao Qing glanced sideways: "What are you doing?"

"You're asking for death." Si He smiled lightly.

Zhao Qing sighed softly, already imagining the villagers forging weapons and buying horses, or fighting each other to snatch gold and silver.

People still can't eat too much...

"I was originally planning to try my aunt's water technique, but it seems the Yongquan Formation is still the most effective."

What a joke! There are so many fields. Even if my aunt works herself to death, she still can’t water them all!

The two of them flew across the sky above the mountain fields, scattering a spirit stone every few meters to supply the consumption of the spring formation.

The more Zhao Qing talked, the more awkward he felt. He felt like a complete scapegoat, running around in a ravine in the middle of the night throwing spirit stones everywhere. How terrifying...

Si He held a strand of hair in the corner of his lips and smiled: "Praying for clear weather and rain, and relieving the dream of marriage are the most basic means of incense and fire.

"It's just that I want to save some incense for myself in case of emergency."

Zhao Qing sighed softly, "It would be great if I could have a few young monks who specialize in water magic and help me out from time to time."

The woman tilted her beautiful eyes slightly: "A servant in Guantianfang, right? You know something about the sect."

She raised her slender hand and gently gathered her hair: "A town of incense can still support it, but if there are people in a county in the future, it will be impossible without the help of monks."

Zhao Qing was silent and thoughtful.

Si He is worshipped by countless people in the world of mountains and seas, so he can easily do something as simple as bringing rain.

But she is very short of incense now, and can only accumulate it bit by bit...

As she rode the wind, the woman's long hair swayed in the air.

"Once you become the Blood Son of Yongning, you should come to Blood God Peak more often. We can make long-term plans then."

"It shouldn't be difficult to find a county for me in Liao, right, little Zhao Qing?"

"When the time comes, we'll live in Lianyang and hire some servants to help out. These trivial matters can be easily handled without consuming too many resources."

Zhao Qing nodded slightly, feeling quite at ease. He said softly, "What about you?"

"I?"

The woman glared at him with her peach blossom eyes: "I want to protect you and sleep with you, what else do you want?"

Zhao Qing:?

When did you sleep with me?

"Qi!"

"I told you you're a coward!"

The woman said contemptuously, "If you come to Shouyun Mountain and hold my head down to bully me, can I still kill you?"

Zhao Qing ignored her.

If I hold your head, you won't kill me, but you will definitely beat me up, and then hold my head and make me kneel down and call you daddy.

Not long after, Qinghuan's graceful figure appeared in Zhao Qing's spiritual perception.

She quickly found her master and Si He.

"The plague and famine in the town have been solved, but the Zhangze River in Baligou has not been paved yet, so the children can't go to school."

Gu Qinghuan added softly, "With my strength, it's not enough to fill up Zhangze."

"It's easy."

Si He thought for a moment and smiled at the two of them, "Wait until Xiaoyi rescues Cao Wendu. I'll send down a divine shadow to guide the Cao family to fulfill their vow and have them hire someone to repair the road."

……

For half a month, Zhao Qing and his family lived in Lianyang, helping Si He to improve the various arrangements in Lianyang.

She enjoyed it for a while, but Shuyue became a little bored and stayed with Sihe, no longer going fishing.

Flying a sword across the sky and casting thunder spells is a novelty if you try it a few times, but after a while... it becomes boring.

As the Waking of Insects is approaching, it is midnight again.

Zhao Qing leaned on the eaves, sorting out his insights from using the spiritual mark these days.

The eaves was originally Xiaoyi's exclusive seat, and later Sihe would often lean on the eaves to watch their family, until today... Zhao Qing was finally kicked out of the card game by the four of them.

"Sixty thousand!"

"Nijo!"

"Wait, touch one!"

In the courtyard on a spring night, the lush old locust tree swayed its branches slightly, casting mottled light and shadows mixed with the moonlight.

Time flows like water.

Although Zhao Qing and his family were far away from the State of Chu, they did not feel strange. Instead, they were immersed in the different scenery of the foreign land.

Sihe's puppet is in Lianyang, and they can get together to play mahjong late at night.

In the past, Shuyue Xiaoyi only played mahjong and poker occasionally... But when she met Si He, who was familiar with the customs of the Xiahuang Realm, it seemed different.

Si He skillfully twisted the indentations of the jade carving with her fingertips, and with a slight wave of her hand, she threw the jade card in her hand into the pile of cards.

My aunt scooped up the hot tea with one hand and thought about the brand of each family.

In her opinion, this kind of jade token is no different from playing chess, except that it requires a little bit of luck. It just so happens that she, the Blood-Clothed Disciple, has good luck.

Zhao Qing rested his head on his arms and looked up at the star that belonged to Cuiyuan Tower. The starry sky gradually became blurred as the Milky Way intersected.

Yin Hua flickered in his mind, and Si He's laughter came: "When you reach a higher level in the future, take us to the game hall in Xiahuang Realm."

Zhao Qing: ...

"Even if that day really comes, I don't know when it will be in China anymore, so there won't be any game arcades left."

"If I really go back to Shenzhou, I'd like to see what's going on with the cultivators back home..."

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the upside-down Milky Way.

The doubts I once had in my heart now have answers.

The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.

The immortal poet of the Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago was most likely the fifth walking being of the Jade Capital's various meridians...

Si He added: "Blood Son can fight for the Blood Robe Walker, won't you know it in the future?"

Zhao Qing closed his eyes slightly and did not respond. It was too early to say these things.

Gu Qinghuan's laughter came from my ears: "Master, come and play for a while, Qinghuan is a little tired."