The wooden trough gently hit the pallet, and the yellow fisherman pulled the person inside. He was an old man with sparse hair and a vulgar face. He lived a good life, and his eyes were spinning.

"I am a businessman from Luo State. Yesterday, Luo River suddenly surged, and my ship overturned. Fortunately, I have this wooden trough to survive so far."

The old man said while looking around, then suddenly said, "Is this place already pierced?"

Fisherman Huang didn't think much and replied in a silly manner: "Yes, this is the Hui River. A few dozen miles ahead is Jiangkou City of Duguo. Are your boats going there, right?"

The old man paused his feet and cried: "I'm going to stop at the river mouth, but there is no ship? The river water that killed this day would rise as soon as it sounds. Unfortunately, I'm pressing on all my wealth of medicinal materials!"

Zhongyao and Zi Luo looked at each other, conveying the tacit understanding of this old guy's acting skills.

The old man dug and touched it, found some broken silver on his body, and handed it to Zhongyao and said, "Young man, can you help me find food and accommodation here and let me settle for a few days?"

To be honest, except for the abnormality of the wooden trough floating over, I really didn't find any other problems.

He was wearing a thin silk dress, his teeth were fine, his skin had no trace of practicing swords, and he could not sense the fluctuations of true energy or even spiritual energy. He could not see any brilliance beyond mortals in his turbid old eyes. He was just an ordinary businessman.

The only suspicious move was that the old man stretched his hand to his waist from time to time to scratch.

Zhong Yao was puzzled for a moment and said, "Old man, our place was originally Guanshan Zhongjia Fort, but now it has been renamed Ziyuan. They are all mountain farmers and have no good food and accommodation. Shujia Town to the east is lively and has a good inn. I can find someone to send you there, and this little money is regarded as travel expenses."

The old man nodded first: "I know Zhongjiabao, and Shujia Town is also familiar with it. A few years ago, I couldn't stop at the Jiangkou, so I still stopped there."

He shook his head again and said, "I dare not go there. There are people who know me there. They are very familiar with the people in Jiangkou. After the news came, I was afraid that I would catch the buyer and boil the oil."

This is a toast that requires you to drink happy water!

Zhong Yao was a little annoyed. Most of the old man was a spy from a sect or force, or a treasure hunter like the Four Masters of Moyi. He wanted to forcefully lay a nail here and find out the news.

As soon as he raised his brow, the old man bowed and said, "I came here strangely, and it is reasonable for my friend to be suspicious. However, I am willing to swear to heaven and earth, and I have indeed drifted here unintentionally, without any malice, and I just want to stay here for a few days."

"Seeing that my friend is still filial, I don't know who passed away, I went to pay homage to me, so I think it's the traveler's wish."

"If there is a land mountain god, that's even better. I want to ask the gods to give me some advice."

When talking about "paying worship" and "gods", the old man strengthened his tone and looked at Zhongyao with great sincerity, which made Zhongyao hesitate.

"Although I am a drug dealer, I am a little versatile in medical principles and know some ways to eliminate nightmares."

When the old man said this, Zhong Yao ordered Fisherman Huang: "Take this old man to find Zhong Zhiqiang, and just say it was my explanation and treat it as a guest."

He bowed to the old man and said, "I am Zhong Yao, the lord of Ziyuan Township. The old man is unwilling to reveal his identity. What should he call him?"

Without waiting for the old man to respond, he continued: "Since the old man is lying in a wooden trough to survive, he is called... Damn old man."

The old man was stunned and smiled, "Damn old man... this name is unique, just call me that."

Fisherman Huang took the old man away, and the old man scratched his waist from time to time... Strictly speaking, it was his butt and his pace was quite strange, which made Zhongyao wonder if the old man had hemorrhoids.

When they walked away, they kept pretending to be maids. Zi Luo, who was well-behaved and silent, smiled and said, "What do you mean? It must be a swear word again."

Zhong Yao smiled and stroked Zi Luo's little head: "It was originally a swearing thing, but later it turned out that I didn't know what to say, or it was hard to say it directly, so I had to say this oral words. Just like when you saw that wooden trough floated over, what was your first reaction?"

Zi Luo pouted and snorted: "Old guy dares to copy my ideas!"

She suddenly said, "You can say that at that time... Damn!"

Zhongyao laughed, very proud, and didn't feel that he had ruined Zi Luo at all.

"This... Damn old man, I'm afraid it's not simple."

Zhong Yao smiled and his eyes became deeper: "There is also that nightmare snake, I'm afraid it won't be obediently staying in the depths of the mountain. There is a faint storm that is gathering towards us."

Zi Luo held Zhong Yao's hand: "Even the heaven and earth are forced to seal the land and mountain god, what else can I be afraid of?"

Zhong Yao felt warm in his heart and joked: "When there is really a flood, are you not afraid?"

The little little face suddenly wrinkled. After all, she was born as a vine demon, and what she feared the most was water. Moreover, half of her predecessor was soaked in water in the water, which involved unknown things, which made her even more afraid.

She was shocked and thought of a solution: "Let's start building ships now, build a big and big ship that can accommodate both the people of Azusahara and the demons of the Ougu!"

Zhong Yao laughed and shook his head and said, "I am... a man from Guanshan. When encountering a flood, he will either block or be distracted. In short, he will never leave Guanshan's land and forests. Only those courageous and incompetent guys know how to build a ship and run away."

Purple roving his hips, his black hair faded into purple hair, and then extended the green vines. Zhang Ya danced to the branches and said, "I am just a timid and incompetent vine demon who only knows how to hug his thighs, what's wrong!"

Zhongyao told the story and quickly coaxed her.

After listening to the two stories of Water Control and Ark, Zi Luo also said sarcastically: "What kind of Ark is the ability to escape, and I'm so embarrassed to say it so great."

Spirit is the spirit, reality is the reality. Seeing that the Gray River is so strong, the flood control work must be done immediately.

Zhongyao ordered: "I said you remember..."

Zi Luo let out a sound, took out the paper roll and spread it. The pickles turned into hair and secreted a light purple liquid, which flew on the paper, turning Zhongyao's words into words.

This is another use developed by Zhong Yao on Zi Luo. Her hair is pickle, and she can do all kinds of things at will, including writing. It just so happened that she inherited her predecessor’s ability to write and read, so she became his secretary.

Building river embankments, digging canals, and finding deep valley crypts that can absorb massive floods. Zhongyao relies on the meager water conservancy knowledge in his previous life to list various projects.

There are still more than ten days left in the spring plowing season, and most of the people are still busy plowing the fields and sowing seeds. Even if they are empty, including the elderly, weak, women and children, there are only more than 600 people in Ziyuan, and these water conservancy projects cannot be handled in a short period of time.

The demon clan in the Oath Valley is useful, not many, but they all have extraordinary abilities. There are such minotaurs and other monsters that are extremely powerful, and those who are good at digging holes. The Eagle King is also a monster that is knotted with elixirs. If necessary, it can also play a great role in acting as a sandbag of monster meat on the river bank.

The monster came to build water conservancy, flood control and disaster relief, and the style was simply too broken, but this was his...

After Zi Luo finished recording, she held the paper that emitted a faint fragrance and looked at it one by one, and Zhongyao's frown still couldn't stretch.

This is ultimately a way of defense. If the water is too fast and the ditches are not too late to be completed, the losses will be great. It is not a pity for ordinary fields, and there are already spiritual seeds in Ziyuan that are changing the soil quality.

Sensing Zhongyao's depression, Zi Luo also held her little head and started to think about it.

After a moment, she screamed, her head full of purple hair flying around.

"Isn't there a river god in Gray River?"

She shouted to Zhongyao: "Just like the land and the mountain god, then the river god is entrust him to honestly spread clouds and rain, and not to cause heavy floods, wouldn't it be solved?"

Zhong Yao glared at her angrily: "Do you think I am the Jade Emperor... Oh, there is no here, I think I am the Lord of Daishan Mansion, and I can order the gods? I can invite the land and the mountain god because I have a fate with Guanshan. I have the bloodline of the Zhong family, and you, Xiao Zhu, have the bloodline of the Ji family, and we can't even get along with this Huihe."

Speaking of this, he also felt aroused in his heart: "But you said that half of the predecessor was soaked in the water, maybe it was in the Huihe River. Or let your ex-Shan Demon King come to invite the river god?"

Zi Luo hugged Zhong Yao's arm and said nothing: "No! I won't do it! Don't throw me down the river! I'm just a vine demon growing happily on the ground, definitely not a water snake soaked in the water and ate stinky fish and shrimp!"

Zhongyao was also a joke, so he was reluctant to throw her into the river as a sacrifice.

The method of asking the river god must not work. Zhong Yao was thinking, his eyes were heading towards the north along the rushing river water.

"The Hui River is really going to flood. The most urgent thing is not myself, but my uncle's family, right?"
Chapter completed!