I am a fairy

Chapter 136: Flag Planting (Additional Updates Requesting Votes)
"skyline."

"world."

"The underworld."

The map on the screen is divided into three layers. At this moment, the map of the human world is slowly expanding, the dark foggy areas are constantly dissipating, and some bright areas are gradually appearing.

As ghosts and gods walk on the earth, a new map gradually unfolds.

The map was changing, and even above the human world, hand-drawn rain clouds and weather changes were simulated. The route that ghosts and gods walked was also transformed into a small avatar that was moving and shaking its head.

At first glance, it looks like a moving world in a painting.

Suddenly, the picture blurred.

Wangshu's face appeared in the heaven, and then he personally lowered a flag from a high place and placed it on the earth.

"world!"

"Jinzhou!"

A loud voice rang out and the flag fell.

Wangshu was very satisfied.

Perhaps for Wangshu, the world is just like a game map or a weather forecast map, waiting for her to plant flags on it.

Jiang Chao looked at the contented Wangshu. It felt like wherever the flag was planted, it belonged to her.

Jiang Chao suddenly spoke up and asked her, "What are you going to do next?"

Jiang Chao actually already had some ideas and plans in his mind, but he always asked Wangshu first.

Maybe Wangshu’s answers are usually unreliable, and his thinking angle is often from an inhuman perspective, but what if the ideas Wangshu says are better than his?

At that time, Jiang Chao could say.

"Yes, it's very close to what I was thinking, but there are still one or two points that I didn't pay attention to. Let me add to them."

This is the posture of a god and the style of a master.

However, this method has not been very useful recently and is often exposed by Wangshu.

"You didn't even think about it, did you?"

Wangshu looked outside the screen and said, "No one in Jinzhou knows the name of Yunzhongjun. How can this be allowed? We must let the people of Jinzhou see the boundless power and might of the gods and let all the mortals in Jinzhou be shrouded in the glory of Yunzhongjun."

Suddenly, the lightbulb above my head flickered on a little, and I couldn't tell if it was intentional or accidental.

Jiang Chao said: "It must be under the light bulb!"

Wangshu reminded him: "Sense of ritual, sense of ritual!"

Jiang Chao said: "The light bulb simulates natural light, don't make it look like the goddess of victory."

Wangshu turned the light back on, muttering to himself.

"In fact, you did a good job today. You were very impressive, especially when you issued the decree to mobilize the ghosts and gods and the heavenly craftsmen to confer the title of the Dragon King of the Painted River. It was very impressive."

"Unlike the previous times, I lost the game of chess. It really lost the demeanor of an immortal."

Jiang Chao: "I just started learning, isn't it normal to lose?"

Wangshu: "How can a god lose?"

Followed by a soft and light echo: "Big, big!"

Jiang Chao: "Fairy Wangshu, please pay attention to your image."

Wangshu put it another way: "When you are a god, style is very important."

Jiang Chao was too lazy to pay attention. Wangshu would always nitpick about some inexplicable things and maintain Jiang Chao's perfect image in front of everyone.

Speaking of this, Wangshu remembered one thing, which was the old witch who worshipped the so-called God of the Yangtze River.

Wangshu: "There was a good opportunity just now. Isn't that old witch a villain?"

"Why don't we just uphold justice, send him to hell, and then let people see him in hell?"

"It will definitely become famous and create a sensation."

"In this way, the great and glorious image of Yun Zhongjun has spread all over Jinzhou all at once, right?"

"Unfortunately, that guy slipped into the river."

"It's easier for him."

"How come this guy is so lucky?"

Wangshu even suspected that the other party knew in advance that I was going to send him to hell, so he escaped in order to avoid his own karmic debt.

Jiang Chao didn't know what to say. Unfortunately, the old witch slipped into the river and drowned. In Wangshu's eyes, the old witch took advantage of him.

Jiang Chao: "You are so terrifying that others would rather die to avoid you."

Wangshu was not only dissatisfied with real people, but also with the imaginary god of the Yangtze River.

"And the God of the Yangtze River dares to call the wind and rain in front of us."

The general meaning is, have you obtained my approval for your raining permit and followed the procedures?
Have you recited our spell? Then you dare to make it rain and become the water god.

Who gave you the courage?
Jiang Chao: "You really are in control of everything, including the wind and rain."

Wangshu pointed at the map and said, "Of course, otherwise why would the heaven and the underworld be built?"

At this point, Wangshu specifically told Jiang Chao: "Recently, I made some anti-aircraft guns."

Behind Wangshu's cold face, he seemed a little proud, and kept looking at Jiang Chao with his divine eyes.

It seemed to be reminding Jiang Chao to ask me quickly, to ask me quickly.

However, Jiang Chao didn’t understand the speed of the jump and how he suddenly jumped onto the anti-aircraft gun.

Jiang Chao: "What's wrong with the anti-aircraft gun? Who are you going to bomb?"

Wangshu: "Blast the sky."

Jiang Chao's head was full of question marks.

Mortals have offended you, the River God has offended you, so how come God has also offended you?

After asking, Jiang Chao found out that it was an anti-aircraft gun that was used to create artificial rainfall.

"This time."

"I have plugged the hole in your boast."

"From now on you can say, I asked God to rain, and it will rain for me."

"We are serious and never pretend."

"I control the heavens and the earth, whether it is windy or rainy."

"Unfortunately, I can't use it for the time being."

Wangshu drove the Moon God Chariot across the heaven on the map. She poked her finger into the sea of ​​clouds, and then saw the clouds falling down and turning into a rain curtain.

Jiang Chao didn't know what to say. You've already been so awesome, what else can he say?

Moreover, Wangshu was so considerate that he helped him plug the loophole, even though he was just joking with Wangshu at the beginning.

but.

This magical power to make it rain may really come in handy in the future, or may be used frequently.

Jiang Chao wrote it down. He now had the "magic power" to make it rain whenever God wanted.

Finally, the topic returned to Jinzhou's affairs.

Jiang Chao: "Where was the first community temple in Jinzhou built?"

Wangshu: "Let's build it in Yunyang County. This place is very important."

Jiang Chao pointed to a location on the map and said, "Well, the geographical location here is very critical, and the Huajiang River Basin is unstable. We Tiangong sent people there, and we also need a base station to maintain it all the time."

Wangshu pointed to another location on the map and said, "Why don't we choose this place? When we go to Bashu to catch mandrills later, we'll have to pass through here!"

Jiang Chao: “?”

Jiang Chao looked at the places the two men were pointing to. Although they were both Yunyang County, one was in the north and the other in the south.

Yunyang County in Jinzhou has a vast area and a very important geographical location. Huajiang River runs through it and connects to Yinzhou, and finally merges into the Yangtze River.

And part of the area is directly connected to the mainstream of the Yangtze River, which flows through here and eventually enters the land of Bashu.

It can be said that it is a place that controls the most important water lifeline in the south.

Jiang Chao was referring to the entrance of Huajiang River in the north, and Wangshu was referring to the throat of the Yangtze River.

Finally, Jiang Chao said.

"Then we can build two community temples at once, one in Yangcheng and one in Fuxian."

"One controls the entrance to the Huajiang River, and the other controls the main route of the Yangtze River."

"This way our ships can go north and also reach Bashu. Recently you have built several Baxia-type transport ships, so they can all be used."

"The Tiangong clan has nothing to do recently, so we can send more of them to Jinzhou and transport more supplies."

"But it's not enough for us to just rely on them. It depends on them too."

Wangshu: "Didn't Wen Yunzhong Junyou go to Jinzhou? We can ask him to assist Tiangong."

Jiang Chao: "What is Wen Yunzhong Junyou?"

Wangshu: "Didn't he ask for your blessing?"

Jiang Chao: "It's no use asking me for help. The original plan only included a few places in Yinzhou. How could we take care of Jinzhou which is so far away? Now we can only leave it to fate."

In fact, the situation is not just critical in Jinzhou right now. Areas covered by large and small rivers such as the Yangtze River and the Yellow River are also prone to crises in this season.
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the other side.

"drive!"

"drive!"

Wen Shenyou rushed to Yunyang County in the heavy rain.

After entering Jinzhou, he first went to the state capital, and then he sent two other people to Ximen County and Jinshan County. Although the disasters there were serious, after all, the incident had already happened, and there was no way to deal with it now. The only thing that could be done was disaster relief.

In comparison, Wen Shenyou was more worried about the breach of the Huajiang Dike in Yunyang County. He did not dare to delay at all and rushed directly there.

Although he was used to sitting in a sedan chair on weekdays, Wen Shenyou had learned martial arts and knew how to ride a horse.

Outside the city, a group of people were waiting to greet him in front of the post station.

After Wen Shenyou got off the horse, he looked at everyone, wiped the water stains off his face, and asked.

"What's the situation on the levee? Tell me quickly."

Through ghosts and base stations, Yun Zhongjun can synchronize information in real time, but Wen Shenyou knows nothing about the situation on the riverside.

An official in dark official uniform led a group of people forward and said after saluting.

"Don't worry, Sima. We have already prepared a welcoming banquet. It just so happens that a group of Hu girls from the Western Regions passed by here recently. They admired Sima's reputation and wanted to perform a drum dance for him."

"Please do me the honor of watching it, Sima."

Wen Shenyou was stunned, and it took him a long time to react. If it were a normal day, he would definitely take a good look at it, but this time it was urgent, and his grandfather was so anxious when he came.

If he dared to go and watch Hu Ji's drum dance at this time, he would be beaten to death when he returned.

"Is this the time to talk about this?"

"How's it going on the dike?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone began to stammer.

Wen Shenyou asked again and again, and the official finally spoke.

"I heard that it's about to collapse."

Wen Shenyou was shocked after hearing this and said quickly, "Ah!"

"Can't keep steady?"

"Why don't you rush over to the dike and guard it? Why are you running here?"

The official greeted him with a smile: "Sima, you are here. We have to come to pick you up!"

moment.

Wen Shenyou was so angry that he was smoking.

He himself was unreliable on a normal day, but he had just met someone even more unreliable.

Wen Shenyou asked again: "How did you arrange the levee? Did you send river workers to repair it? Did you send people to disperse the people on the shore?"

The official said, "Don't worry, Sima. We have invited a great witch to perform a ritual on the river. We will surely be able to calm the river and save the levee."

If it was before, Wen Shenyou would have certainly disdained it, but at this moment he began to wonder: "Who is this great witch who has such magical powers?"

The official said: "It is the great witch of the Yangtze River God. The Yangtze River God is in charge of the Yangtze River and will definitely be able to ensure that the levee does not break."

God of the Yangtze River?

Wen Shenyou thought about it and seemed to have never heard of such a god.

Wen Shenyou asked again: "What are you waiting for? Have you made any other arrangements?"

The officials looked around, speechless, and finally started looking for someone: "Where are the people from the Waterworks Department? Where did they go?"

Wen Shenyou looked at the leading official and asked, "Don't you know anything about this?"

Official: "This..."

He was in charge of important events such as the welcoming banquet and the Hu Ji drum dance, so he had no time to take care of these things.

Wen Shenyou's eyebrows twitched and he immediately got on his horse.

"Quick, take me to the levee."

The people behind were chasing and shouting.

"Eh!"

"Sima, please stay! Sima, please stay!"

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious!"

Wen Shenyou led his men on horseback and rushed towards the dike, feeling extremely anxious and angry.

After a while, he met a soldier from the Du Shui Si who had rushed back from the dike to report. He immediately stopped the man and asked about his situation.

"We tried to block the river but failed. We are currently offering sacrifices to the river god on the dike."

Wen Shenyou then led his men forward and encountered a group of people who were fleeing in a car.

Even more terrible news was heard from these people.

"It's bad. It's going to burst. I heard that a lot of water has started to seep into the embankment and it can't be filled up anymore."

Wen Shenyou became even more anxious and ran towards the embankment at full speed.

They were getting closer to the dike, and at this time a large number of people fleeing had begun to appear. These people were shouting as they ran.

"Oh no! The Great Wizard of the Yangtze River God fell into the river and drowned."

"Heaven has sent down disasters, and the Emperor of Heaven will not bless you!"

Hearing this, Wen Shenyou's heart suddenly turned cold.

"Sima, are you still going to the levee?"

"Do you want to hide for a while?"

"Go, go and take a look."

In this way, Wen Shenyou came to the river bank in fear.

However, what came into view was not the imagined scene of a river bursting its banks and flooding.

The river embankment was still there, and a large number of people were rushing towards the embankment, each carrying their own loads or carrying wood together.

Wen Shenyou was overjoyed and said to the people behind him.

"It seems that the levee has not yet broken."

The people behind him were also surprised and said one after another.

"How is this possible? Didn't they say that a lot of water has already started to seep in and it can't be stopped?"

"Did something unexpected happen?"

When Wen Shenyou arrived at the river bank, he finally knew what had happened and understood what had saved the place from this horrible disaster.

Wen Shenyou carefully climbed up the levee, leaned over, and looked at the "Ba Xia" that had crashed directly into the soil of the levee.

Looking at the broken head of the Overlord, a pool of scattered "dragon tendons", and huge eyes flickering with light.

I could still hear the sizzling sound, as if it was the dragon's howl before death.

For an instant.

Wen Shenyou's head was buzzing and he almost slipped off the embankment like the old witch.

Looking at the dragon corpse that had merged with the embankment, Wen Shenyou exclaimed.

"this?"

"Could it be the mud dragon that ran through Yunbi Mountain and headed for the river?"

Wen Shenyou stared blankly, and suddenly the sound that kept coming to his ears stopped.

"Zi~"

"pat~"

The flickering dragon eyes on the broken dragon head were completely extinguished and no longer lit up.

In Wen Shenyou's eyes.

This clearly proves that this divine beast and dragon species is completely dead.

Wen Shenyou couldn't help but recite the words he had just heard from the person on the dike.

"The dragon descended to the mudflats, and a temple was built to worship him, and he was named the Dragon King of the Painting River."

As he read on, he seemed to really see something.

Wen Shenyou raised his head.

Vaguely.

He seemed to see a dragon soul running to the sky, opening the gate of heaven under the guidance of divine light, and heading towards the heaven above the clouds.

Wen Shenyou has heard many stories about this mud dragon. He can even be said to have witnessed all of its experiences, watching how it gradually transformed from a mud dragon in the mountains to a powerful ruler in the river.

And now, he might once again be witnessing the other party becoming the Dragon King of Huajiang.

But this time I didn’t hear about it, but saw it with my own eyes.

Wen Shenyou couldn't describe his emotions.

In a trance, he felt as if he was no longer a mortal, but seemed to have become a part of the story, a being that witnessed the arrival of the mythological era.

He looked at the river where rain was falling, and it seemed as if he saw a strange door slowly opening. The vortex of mythology continued to spread, enveloping the entire world.

This world, which originally seemed vulgar and ordinary, suddenly became brilliant.

Here there are gods, dragon kings, ghosts and gods, and everything in mythology.

After a long time, Wen Shenyou knelt on the ground.

"Thank you, Dragon King of Huajiang!"

"Thank you, Lord Yunzhong, for protecting the people of Jinzhou and all the people in the world!"

Regardless of whether the dragon did it voluntarily or not, it used its body to block the river embankment that was about to burst and saved countless people. Everyone present here must be grateful for its kindness.

Of course, we have to thank Yun Zhongjun more for issuing a decree to let Baxia use his dragon body to block the natural disaster.
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One day and one night later.

Everyone inspected the levee, fearing that there would be more problems, but the levee had been in disrepair for many years, and it seemed that there were problems everywhere.

"Not good, it seems that several places are unstable again."

"It's fine now, but I don't know how long the rain will last and whether the water level will continue to rise."

"What should I do?"

"We have to think of a way!"

A crowd gathered on the dike.

Among them were officials in green robes, sailors from the Du Shui Si, and river workers holding tools.

Everyone was discussing countermeasures with worried faces, and at this moment, shouting was heard from the dike in the distance. Everyone immediately panicked, thinking that something had gone wrong, and ran over quickly.

As a result, on the way, we saw another Ba Xia coming in the river.

"dragon."

"Another dragon is coming."

"Oh my goodness, this dragon is even bigger than the previous one."

"There seems to be someone on the dragon."

"Is it really a human?"

On the river bank, many people shouted and looked at the dragon coming from the river.

The light from the dragon's eyes illuminated the shore. After scanning around, it found a place to stop.

The terrifying and huge arm reached out to the shore and the bottom of the water, steadied its body, and then one by one people were seen walking out of the turtle shell and climbing onto the river bank.

These people wore oil coats and bamboo helmets, and the hats of the oil coats were covered on top of the bamboo helmets.

"Someone, someone has stepped down from the dragon's back."

"Who is that?"

"Is this really a human?"

After these people landed, they didn't say a word. They stood in neat rows by the river.

Quietly.

But it brings an invisible pressure to everyone.

However, Wen Shenyou and the people he brought recognized who the visitor was at once. Wen Shenyou was overjoyed and cheered.

"Heavenly craftsmanship is here!"

"It's the divine craftsman sent by the witch. Now there is a solution."

"Here comes Tiangong. There will definitely be no problem now."

"I just don't know if Liu Hu, the head of Tiangong, has arrived."

Wen Shenyou led his men to run over, but some officials and people in Jinzhou looked at the work of nature and listened to the words shouted by Wen Shenyou and others, and were somewhat confused.

"Tian Gong, could it be the Tian Gong mentioned in the previous decree of the gods, which ordered the Tian Gong clan to patrol the river and press the dike?"

"What is a witch?"

For the first time, officials and common people in Jinzhou felt the power that transcended their time appear here and sweep over them like a storm.

(End of this chapter)