Author: Yuan Zhen’s Fish

Chapter 11, Wooden Bridge-The Flood of the Past

The farmers in Wumihu Village ended their praises to the God of Rivers and Lakes in unison.

"Praise to the noble God of Water." To this, Jamra echoed. He knew that the village is located in Wumihu Village next to the big lake, and the villagers there basically believe in this original god. After the relationship with human society

The human gods that appeared are different. These original gods are powerful, but they are not very obvious about the changes in the world. They rarely have auxiliary organizations for management like the church. They basically follow the long-standing Destiny Chosen model of extensive management.

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Although the management of these original gods is very rough and backward, their power is direct and powerful, and they can always create miracles, so there is still a receptive soil in all remote areas.

For example, Wumihu Village is backed by a large lake and is often attacked by wolves.

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The team marched south along the river bank for most of the morning, and more and more fields appeared on the other side of the river. The scattered farms they saw before were no longer isolated, but were clustered in twos and threes closer together.

Gather in an area.

Some large working animals finally appeared in the fields. People in the distance looked at the small animals, which were no more than the size of sesame seeds. They were walking in front or behind, guiding the animals to plow the fields. Seeing these scenes, Zhao Ji was very moved.

What I don't understand is that the farmers obviously have big animals, so why don't they think of ways to remove the huge rocks blocking the roads in the fields?

Outside the farm on the other side of the river, farmers gathered together to cultivate the fields harvested last year. Zhao Ji could see from a distance that most of the people working in the fields at this time were mostly middle-aged men. And every farm he saw was still covered by solid wood outside.

The fence was tightly surrounding it, as if the outside of the fence was filled with wild beasts.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji felt that these farms were surrounded like this, maybe there were factors to prevent seasonal floods. There were many hills on this side of the river, but the other side was mostly alluvial plains, and there were still many irregularities left in the ground on the plains.

The existence of huge boulders is obviously evidence and result of flooding.

Every flood season, the floods would overflow and wash away the hills that once existed on the opposite bank. By the way, they would scatter the soil on the hills and fill in the low-lying ditches and ridges between the hills. Eventually, it would become a large flat flood plain.

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The flood also rolled the huge rocks in the upstream mountains to the downstream. After the huge rocks rushed here, the flood force weakened, and those huge rocks stayed here forever.

Zhao Ji nodded in agreement. He felt that his idea just now should be correct. He straightened his sitting body and looked upstream to the north of the river. Under the bright sunshine at noon, the distant mountains in the distance were like lying on the ground.

The ferocious giant beast, with its teeth bared and grinning quite powerfully, has a touch of white on part of the top of the mountain, which should be snow. The white snow is like the white soft fur ears on the head of the black giant beast, which is a bit cute.

Zhao Ji nodded again with certainty. There are mountains in the upper reaches of the north, and this big river also originates from the northern mountains. It is estimated that his inference is correct. Unfortunately, he does not speak the local language and cannot express his observations.

Tell the inference to the people in the caravan.

It's a pity that no one can listen to his bragging or anything like that.

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After noon, a wooden bridge connecting the two sides of the river appeared in the distance along the road along the river.

Seeing the wooden bridge, the caravans and farmers breathed a huge sigh of relief, and became active and relaxed. The farmers were even happier.

After the caravan walked in, Zhao Ji discovered that there were two low stone houses on the other side of the wooden bridge. These two stone houses were guarding each other on the left and right sides of the wooden bridge. One stone house was wider.

There is actually a small stone pool in front of the door. If he hadn't seen a water puller or a wooden barrel, Zhao Ji would have mistaken this thing for a well.

The other stone house is very ordinary. At this time, smoke is rising from the chimney. It seems that it should be an ordinary house for people to live in.

I just don’t know what the more spacious stone house is for. Zhao Ji guessed that it might be a sentry station to guard the wooden bridge, or it might be a place to collect taxes from traveling caravans. After all, this is the only way to cross the river in a long way here.

The wooden bridge makes it impossible for others to detour and evade taxes.

One after another, the caravan's donkey carts drove onto the relatively spacious low wooden bridge.

On this side of the bridge, Zhao Ji found a four-sided obelisk stone pillar, about one and a half meters high. There was something carved in local characters on the obelisk pillar. It might be the name of the wooden bridge, or the name of the river.

The name, or the name of this territory, Zhao Ji guessed, these guesses are all possible.

This wooden bridge was much wider and stronger than he imagined. Zhao Ji felt that this must be a design to prevent floods. When the flood came, a smaller flood would not submerge and destroy the wooden bridge. Needless to say, a big flood would

Well, people definitely don’t use bridges. There are no bridges at all. It would be better to use ferries instead.

As he got closer to the other end of the bridge, Zhao Ji realized that the stone house at the end of the bridge was not the outpost or tax collection place as expected.

This larger stone house is a small temple.

It was a bit inappropriate to call it a temple. After all, it was just a big stone house. There was only a small pool at the door and there were no walls around it. Calling it a temple in his imagination was a bit too shabby.

This stone temple is made entirely of large strips of rock. It doesn't look very high, so the internal volume must be very limited. Because it is close to a river, in order to prevent water seepage, there must be no basement design, so the interior of the temple must be very small.

It is estimated that there is only one small floor.

There were some pictures and patterns painted with colorful paints on the outer wall of the temple. Zhao Ji couldn't see clearly while sitting on the donkey cart. He could only guess that they were colorful pictures of people in awe of the flood scene.

After all, this is normal. Along the way, Zhao Ji deduced from the conditions on both sides of the river that seasonal floods often occur in the local area, so it is normal for temples related to this to appear.

It has the same meaning as the Dragon King Temple built beside the big river in the previous life.

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Mr. Wolf turned to say a few words to Jamra, and Jamra agreed.

Then the caravan's donkey cart slowly stopped in front of this small temple. The farmers from Wumihu Village put the farm tools they used to protect themselves from wild beasts on the cart, and all got off the donkey cart one by one.

The wooden door of another ordinary stone house opened at this time, and a man and a woman, two middle-aged people wearing aqua robes, walked out of it. They were very happy to see the farmers in Wumihu Village, and they smiled sincerely, slowly.

He stepped forward and started talking, and patted Mr. Wolf and other farmers on the arms affectionately. The farmers also talked to these two people very respectfully.

There were two or three children playing in the small pool in front of the temple. They were all wearing simple children's clothes made from crude hemp bags. The children waved the small branches they picked up and carried flowers and plants from the river.

Woven colorful flower crowns play by the pool.

At this time, after several donkey carts of the caravan stopped here, the children also stopped playing and looked at the convoy. When they saw Jamula sitting on the last donkey cart, they all shouted:

"Mr. Jamra, Mr. Jamra, you're here, you're here, Uncle Cullen, come on, come on, help us! This stinky thing fell into the holy pool!"

Originally, Cullen Jamra had no intention of getting out of the car. After all, half of the work for the caravan was about to be completed this time, and other stewards would be responsible for the other half. Now he just wanted to go back and take a good shower.

After a hot bath, it seemed like there were fleas and other small bugs biting him in the clothes he was wearing, making him feel itchy all over.

But since the children were all calling him, he still got out of the car to see what was going on. After all, his youngest son and the children raised in the temple were "good partners" who often made mischief together.

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