I am a fairy

Chapter 219 Wind and Hail Disaster
Huajing City.

When Linghua Jun opened his eyes, he found himself still sitting in the Cloud Palace Temple, with curtains fluttering around him.

Most of the candles that were lit before dawn had burned out by this time, with only a few still burning, even though it was already bright.

The witch came over and helped Ling Huajun, who was kneeling on the ground, up. She noticed that Ling Huajun looked much more relaxed, and there was a look of joy on his face.

"Congratulations to the witch, it looks like there is a result."

Linghua Jun did not respond. When she stood up, she heard birds singing outside the window, so she immediately looked over.

"Did you just see that?"

The witch looked over there immediately, and the witches and palace servants inside and outside the hall also looked over there, but they saw nothing.

"I seemed to see a blue-black divine bird flying across the sky."

As soon as Lord Linghua came back, he brought back accurate news that Lord Yunzhong had summoned the gods and mountain masters from all four corners of the world to issue a decree, and the tone for this year had been set.

There will be no major disasters, and the harvest will be abundant.

At the same time, the originally unknown Qinggengniao became known to everyone in Huajing City overnight, and will soon become famous all over the world.

"The gods will send out the green plowing birds and order the earth gods of the four directions to check the land."

"The Earth God still wants to check the land?"

"Of course. The amount of harvest this year has already been determined by the heavens. How can the grain grow randomly? The divine bird that came down from the sky determined how much grain each acre of land would produce."

"Green Farming Bird, just hearing the name, it gives me a feeling that there will be a good harvest."

"Then my family must worship this sacred bird and ask it to give us more land quotas so that we can produce more food this year."

"You know what this blue bird looks like. When I see this divine bird in the future, I will also pay homage to it."

"Where have I seen that?"

When ordinary people outside the city heard the rumor, they all said the same thing.

In the city, everyone from high-ranking officials to peddlers were talking about the Green Farming Bird, and guessing what this strange bird sent by the gods to "determine the output of fields all over the world" looked like.

"What does this green farming bird look like?"

"I heard that His Majesty has issued an order, ordering the master craftsman to go to the Yunzhong Palace Temple and depict the appearance of this divine bird according to Linghua Jun's description."

"Where did Linghua-jun see this divine bird?"

"Of course I saw it in the Heavenly Palace. This bird flew down from the fairyland and came to our world, bringing the fairy spirit from the sky down. Otherwise, how could the crops be so abundant and ripe!"

The famous Danqing painter of the Southern Dynasty came to the Yunzhong Palace Temple to pay homage to Linghua Jun.

The painter was somewhat apprehensive: "The Green Plough Bird only exists in legends, and no one in the world has ever seen its true appearance. I am afraid it will be difficult for me to depict its appearance out of thin air."

It is difficult to paint for the emperor. If the painting does not meet the emperor's liking, you might lose your head.

At this moment, the painter had to paint a picture for Lord Linghua, and the picture he was painting was the divine bird that was about to come down from the nine heavens. This made him more worried than painting for the emperor, as he was worried that if he didn't paint well, it might be more serious than losing his head.

Linghua Jun said: "Just listen to what I say and paint with peace of mind. If there are any mistakes or omissions, I will point them out."

"If you finish the painting, your painting will be the painting that will be spread all over the world by the Green Farming Bird, and people in the future will worship and admire it for generations to come."

The painter finally felt relieved after hearing Linghua Jun say this.

Finally, the painter presented the scroll.

Linghua Jun looked over.

The feathers of the blue-green plough bird in the scroll were emerald green and black, its wings were slender and powerful, its tail feathers were as light as willow leaves, and its eyes were smart, as if it had the same wisdom as a human.

And wherever the green ploughing bird passes by, the seedlings on the land of Kyushu compete to break through the soil as if hearing the whispers of the spring breeze, and the tender green of the trees in the jungle embellishes the vast land full of vitality.

The mountains, rivers and fields are green and stretch out like a blanket, full of vitality.

Spring returns to the earth and everything is renewed.

This picture was enshrined in the Altar of Land and Grain. When the emperor offered sacrifices to the gods of land and grain, he also offered sacrifices to the green bird, enjoying the incense and offerings from all over the world.

This painting has no name, but it is called by the world.

"The picture of the divine bird sending spring!"

In terms of its magical powers, the Green Farming Bird is certainly not a divine bird.

But in the eyes of the common people, there seems to be nothing more welcome or feared than this bird that is in charge of the output of the land and the harvest of grain, that is, the bird sent by the so-called gods to count the output of the land.

Then, the image of the Green Ploughman was copied all over the country and sent to community temples in various places, and hung in the temples of the earth god or mountain god.

Later, the name of this bird spread throughout the world, but at that time, few people in the world had actually seen what this bird looked like.

The capital area.

Deep in the mountains, there are demon trees scattered in different areas.

The layers of vines and branches on the tree have turned into a cabin like a bird's nest. At this moment, one Qinggeng Bird after another is living in it. Although the Qinggeng Bird can also use the solar modules on its wings to achieve a certain period of long-term endurance and continuous flight, it usually stays on standby on the Yaoke Tree.

Just as night fell, a signal came from the top of the community temple outside the county town in the distance, and the green bird in the charging cabin slowly opened its eyes.

"Drip drip drip!"

"The Earth God has ordered us to quickly head to the Wangjiagou area north of Qingshan County..."

"The Earth God has ordered us to quickly head to Shili Pavilion, south of Qingshan County..."

Under the Monster Tree, a vine monster that was completely different from Yongyou slowly extended upwards, and finally entered the charging cabin and connected to the body of the Green Geng Bird. A large amount of liquid was injected into the body of the Green Geng Bird.

After liquid fertilizer was injected by the monster Zesheng, each green bird was loaded with two boxes and set off under the moonlight.

Several green birds broke free from the vine monster Yongyou, flapped their wings and flew into the sky, flying through the air.

In the darkness, a strange rain began to fall from the sky.

Between farmlands.

The farmers were doing spring plowing. When they were turning the soil with hoes, a group of farmers were busy and talking from a distance.

"It seems like there's something extra in the ground?"

"What's extra?"

"An extra smell?"

“It seems to have a smell.”

Farmers cannot really see or understand the changes involved, and the specific effects cannot be seen for a while. They can only be felt when the crops grow.

As for the final results, we will have to wait until the harvest time to know.

Meanwhile, the god of earth in the community temple in the distance was also calculating the area and amount of cultivated land, and would later calculate this year's harvest and the effectiveness of fertilization.
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Dainichi Shrine.

Seeing that everything was going as planned and the world was bustling with activity, Yun Zhongjun was still somewhat pleased.

Although the current deployment has not yet produced any real results, Yun Zhongjun has already had some expectations, but there are still some problems.

At present, the number of Qinggeng Birds is not enough, and the number scattered to various states, counties and counties is limited. Moreover, because the laying area of ​​​​Tengyao Zesheng is not wide enough, most of the current laying locations are near the Yangtze River, so most of the Qinggeng Birds are also deployed in these places.

Therefore, at this moment, some earth gods can control a large number of green farming birds, while some earth gods have none at all.

In addition, there is another more critical issue.

“There’s not enough fertilizer.”

In fact, it is not completely insufficient. With so much fertilizer spread, many places in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River will definitely have a good harvest this year, which has fulfilled what Yun Zhongjun said.

However, since it has come to this, Yun Zhongjun wanted to push this matter forward thoroughly.

The Fusang tree shone brightly, and Yun Zhongjun sat cross-legged under the only shadow.

Hundreds of thousands of network cables above his head tangled together and turned into cables, which were connected to the cables that fell from the Fusang tree. Then, the entire Fusang sacred tree was activated and began to flash from top to bottom.

"Connecting to the Huangquan network."

Yun Zhongjun connected to the Internet and logged into the virtual map of the Moon Palace in Heaven.

Unlike Yun Zhongjun, who became leisurely and had time to listen to music and enjoy dance after being busy for a while, Yueshen, who was busy with all kinds of affairs, was busy all the time at this moment.

And according to what we know, it's not just the Moon God in front of Yun Zhongjun who is busy. At this moment, the Moon God has transformed into thousands of incarnations and is busy all over Kyushu.

Yun Zhongjun looked towards the high platform of the Moon Palace. The Moon Goddess was floating in the air, her body wrapped in a ball of light by the densely packed windows.

A huge river of information spreads out from it, including text, pictures, videos, and sounds.

The Moon Goddess was controlling the window interfaces and had no time to talk to him, so he saw another self split out of her body and fell down, talking to Jiang Chao.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chao looked at the Moon God above, and then looked at the Moon God in front of him.

Wangshu: "What are you looking at? The one above is me, and this one is also me. I have a huge computing power. One brain can control countless bodies and project them to various places. It can run countless threads at the same time."

Jiang Chao: "I know, it just feels weird."

Wangshu: "Even psychologically fragile humans find this difficult to accept."

Jiang Chao was not only physically fragile, but also mentally fragile. He was fragile from the inside out.

Fortunately, he recently replaced his skull with an indestructible one, although in Wangshu's opinion, this indestructibility is also very limited.

But at least there was a barrage of artillery fire from the sky, and he was blown to pieces, but he could still barely run two more laps.

Yun Zhongjun said: "More than 700,000 tons of fertilizer is still not enough. We should build another chemical plant to make fertilizer."

Building a fertilizer plant at this time may not be able to catch up with the spring ploughing, but many places will still be carrying out summer and autumn ploughing, and the fertilizer plant built at this time will come in handy.

It means that this year's harvest is good, and the harvest at that time also counts.

The Moon Goddess Wangshu nodded and immediately called up an interface. Jiang Chao looked at it and it was the same interface he had used to edit emails before.

"The decree of Lord Yunzhong!"

"Order the evil spirits to build another hell of swamp shit... Quickly dispatch 300 evil spirits to Jinzhou..."

In the Moon Palace in Heaven, the Moon Goddess began to compose a legal edict email and sent it to the mainframe at the Yellow Springs Base.

It’s a good thing, but it still feels weird to hear Wangshu say it.

It was clearly for the benefit of the whole country, but in the end, evil spirits still had to suffer.

Wangshu: "Of course, without the evil ghost, how could Yun Zhongjun live such a happy life of luxury and debauchery today."

Yun Zhongjun: "When have I ever been arrogant and extravagant, and when have I ever been licentious and dissolute?"

Wangshu: "You live in the Sun Palace. There are so many monsters cooking, sweeping, singing, and dancing in your palace..."

"And that..."

Wangshu immediately exposed the truth. Yun Zhongjun was no longer the Yun Zhongjun who was chewing a box of moon cakes in the depths of Wushan Mountain a few months ago, singing and dancing with a group of grassroots black-haired mandrills and prospecting apes.

It takes a long time for people to maintain the virtues of hard work and thrift, but it only takes a moment to fall into depravity and corruption.

Yun Zhongjun: "Isn't that a monster? It's not a human either."

Wangshu said: "Yes, yes, exploiting monsters is not exploitation."

After hearing what Wangshu said, Jiang Chao began to doubt whether he had really become corrupt and degenerate recently.

Yun Zhongjun: "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's discuss the details of the chemical plant first..."

Wangshu: "It's the details of the swamp shit hell."

Yun Zhongjun: "Also, what is the progress of Zesheng and the laying of underground cables? What stage has it reached so far?"

Wangshu: "I'll tune it out for you to see."

With further editing of the decree email, it was finally sent to the Huangquan base for implementation. Everything began to move in an orderly manner in the direction that Yun Zhongjun expected.

By sending the Green Farming Bird to more places, the Earth God will not only serve as a base station and weather station, but will also begin to further penetrate into the control of various places, affecting the crop harvests in Kyushu.

However, when Jiang Chao was about to leave, the Moon Goddess suddenly called him.

"Remember to listen to the evening weather forecast."

Yun Zhongjun might be a little hard of hearing and didn’t hear clearly, so he quickly returned to the human world from heaven.

Wangshu didn't say much, just gave a reminder and let it go.

However, after 7:30 in the evening, during the prime time period, you can see the entire jade wall in the Great Sun Temple light up.

The light spread out, and Wangshu, neatly dressed, stood in front of a map.

"Dear viewers!"

"Welcome to today's weather forecast. I'm your good friend Wangshu."

No need to doubt.

This screen, which is currently of no use at all, is only used to display the weather forecast and is never used on weekdays.

Yun Zhongjun stood and looked at the screen, and felt more and more that his decision to move Wangshu, a late-night weather forecast program that no one cared about, to 7:30 was a wise one.

Although it was far from time to rest and he was in good spirits, he was not prepared to listen carefully to the weather forecast.

He was drinking a glass of water in his hand and speaking as he turned around.

"I have plans for tomorrow and I won't go out."

He not only has plans for tomorrow, but he has also made plans for this year in case there is anything he is particularly interested in or a big problem occurs. It’s still the same three words: don’t go out.

But this time, things seem a little different.

On the screen, the weather forecaster had a serious look on his face, and pointed to a certain location on the map with his finger in a very serious manner.

"According to the forecast of the meteorological department, some areas in the southeast of Kyushu will experience more frequent storm weather this month, and large-scale severe convective weather will cause widespread wind and hail disasters in the region."

"It is expected to be the middle of this month... The main affected area is the southeastern part of Wu Dynasty. The initial forecast is that the coverage area will reach multiple states and counties, and more than a dozen county-level areas."

When Jiang Chao heard the word "disaster", he finally turned around and moved closer to the wall.

When the weather forecaster on the screen saw Jiang Chao's concerned gaze, he immediately became more energetic and continued to report the relevant details.

"The wind and hail levels are expected to be moderate to strong, with heavy to torrential rain mixed with hail in some areas, accompanied by a sudden drop in temperature and a force 10 gale."

"Please ask all government departments at all levels in the heavens to strengthen their organization and leadership, implement various preventive measures, and ensure the safety of Yun Zhongjun's property."

Weather forecaster Yue Shen looked at Yun Zhongjun's increasingly solemn expression, and instead became more and more enthusiastic in reporting the weather.

"Finally, I hope that the systems at all levels in the three realms of heaven, earth, and the underworld can attach great importance to this wind and hail disaster weather and strengthen prevention. If you have any questions or need help, please contact the Moon Goddess Director of the Heavenly Meteorological Department in a timely manner."

On the screen, Yue Shen had not yet put away the manuscript that did not exist on the table.

Dignified and beautiful, serious and earnest.

A conscientious look.

Yun Zhongjun knocked on the screen as if he was knocking on the door.

"Dong dong!"

However, the Moon Goddess on the screen really looked over, and at this time she looked at the watch on her hand and reminded Yun Zhongjun.

"What's wrong? The weather forecast is over."

Whatever was over, Yun Zhongjun felt that it had not yet begun.

He finally understood why Wangshu suddenly reminded him today to listen to the weather forecast in time. It turned out that he was waiting for him here!

Yun Zhongjun asked the Moon God: "Will there be any disasters caused by wind and hail?"

The Moon Goddess nodded: "Yes, wind and hail disasters."

Yun Zhongjun asked again: "To what extent? Where does it cover specifically?"

The Moon Goddess said: "It happened in Qingshan County, Lanling County and more than a dozen other counties in the capital area. It is still hard to predict how much damage it will cause. It will probably destroy some houses, but the worst thing is that it will damage large tracts of farmland, causing crop failures in these counties!"

The Moon Goddess spoke lightly with a cold business-like smile on her face, but Yun Zhongjun stood there, feeling a little overwhelmed.

Yun Zhongjun brought a couch and sat in front of the screen.

"Report the weather forecast to me again and give me some details."

"As for the wind and hail disaster, can it be solved in advance, or are there any good preventive and control measures?"

Wangshu put down the documents and announced that today's weather forecast was extended indefinitely.

The Moon Goddess on the screen was preparing to re-broadcast while speaking to Yun Zhongjun outside the screen.

“Is it better to have a disaster?”

Yun Zhongjun: “?”

Wangshu said: "Only when disaster strikes will Yunzhongjun pay so much attention to the weather."

"Only when there is a flood, strong wind or hail, don't go out."

"Yun Zhongjun will also sit here obediently and listen to the weather forecast carefully."

(End of this chapter)