I didn't intend to be a Fairy

South of Yuezhou, there is a beautiful mountain.

The agricultural officer and two young men were patrolling the fields.

A few months ago this place was barren, but it was not just as simple as being covered with weeds, which were easy to remove. What was even more troublesome were shrubs, thorns, small trees and even big trees. Not only was it troublesome to cut them down, but they also had to be dug deep into the soil. The root system inside is also dug out, so that a piece of land can be easily cultivated.

Yuan Que was originally a student from Jingzhou, and he had not cultivated much land before. However, he failed in many trials and had the ambition to serve the country, so he responded to the court's call, became an agricultural officer, and came to Yuezhou to immigrate to open up wasteland.

Fortunately, he has always been open-minded, good at learning and asking for advice, not ashamed to ask questions, and good at thinking and inspiring. Under his leadership, the immigrants in Shenxiantun did not open up wasteland individually this year, but temporarily divided labor according to the old, weak, young, strong, and men and women. The land will be reclaimed and planted in a unified way. Whether it is this year's harvest or the reclaimed land, it will be distributed according to each family's contribution, and each family will reclaim their own land next year.

Fortunately, he spent a lot of effort and gained everyone's trust. Everyone believed in his fairness, so they naturally worked hard and worked hard for a better life in the future.

In this way, the efficiency is greatly improved.

Today, the wasteland is covered with crops, lush and lush, which is pleasing to look at.

It’s just that in this process, I don’t know how much effort was expended.

"At that time, people did not realize the hardships of farmers, and they would say that the grains in the fields grew by themselves..."

Yuan Que couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.

Farmers are suffering, and farmers who start from scratch are even more miserable. Farmers who come to Yuezhou to start from scratch are even more miserable.

Not only is it hard work, but there are also demons and evil spirits harassing them.

Fortunately, they were accompanied by gods on this trip. The gods guided them to fight against evil spirits, and they also had the help of Yanxian's fine seeds. This kind of fine seeds is really a peerless kind. It can be harvested after two or three months of planting. The harvest is also incredible. The first time he came here. Two months later, he took matters into his own hands and built a small temple for Yan Xian in the field with stones and bricks. He kneaded the clay himself and sculpted a statue for him.

We are all unfortunate people who come here, and these two things are a great blessing.

"good……"

Yuan Que raised his head again and looked at the mountain in the distance.

There are already many people working on the mountain. They have a clear division of labor. Some chop trees, some dig roots, and some pile firewood to light a fire. They are very busy. Although they are all refugees from other places, they feel a sense of vitality when they arrive here. Every time he saw it, he was full of expectations for the future.

The people of Dayan are like this——

As long as there is a piece of land, you can take root tenaciously and survive.

It's a pity that this has become a luxury.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many refugees elsewhere.

"well……"

Yuan Que sighed, feeling that this was not something he, a small land reclamation officer, should worry about, so he just continued to step forward, intending to go to the mountain to see how everyone was doing with the land reclamation, and to help out a little along the way.

But before he had gone far, there were sudden sounds of hurried footsteps behind him.

The three of them suddenly became alert and quickly turned their heads.

In Yuezhou, there may be evil spirits that disturb people in broad daylight, but they may not always harm people's lives.

After seeing the person clearly, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a junior staff member of the Agriculture Department.

"Yuan Sinong, the second group of immigrants moving north is here. They are passing by us and heading north." The subordinate staff ran over panting and said.

"Which way?"

"Just come up the official road."

"I'm going right now!"

Yuan Que immediately ran over there.

Approaching the former Guanma Avenue, I saw a long queue of immigrants moving north. Just like before, most of them were ragged people, with no head or tail visible. But maybe they learned from the experience of the first batch of immigrants who migrated north, or maybe they wanted to go further north. In addition to official officials, this team also had an army escort.

Yuan Que ran over quickly.

The person walking at the front was a majestic red-robed general. As soon as he saw his arrival, he reined in his horse and stopped at the roadside.

"Who is coming?"

"The lower official is the agricultural officer of Shenxian Village in front of me. He has met the general."

"I am Diannong Zhonglang, and I am Huami." The general sat on the horse and stared at him with his eyes lowered. "Since you are the agricultural officer in front, it is just right. I am about to send someone to find him." And you."

"General looking for me?"

"Come--"

General Diannong waved, and immediately a subordinate came up behind him and took out a booklet and handed it to Yuan Que.

"This is……"

"This is a book written by Luo Jun, the God Catcher of Changjing, based on his lifelong dealings with monsters and ghosts. It lists many common monsters, their weaknesses, what they are afraid of, how people can identify them and how to deal with them. "Xu Li bowed his head and explained to Yuan Que, "The Prime Minister ordered the government to print and distribute it to various places, especially the immigrants moving north, which can help Si Nong resist evil spirits."

"This is great!"

Yuan Que quickly took the book, flipped through it briefly, and then immediately saluted and thanked him. Then he said, "I have one more thing to report to the general."

General Hua frowned:

"What's the matter?"

"Previously, we were ordered to lead the immigrants to move north. There were many evil spirits and ghosts in Yuezhou. Fortunately, we met the gods and immortals, so we were all in peace." Yuan Que paused as he said, "When the gods continued to move north, they were worried about the court and the subsequent consequences. The team that moved north didn't know enough about Yuezhou, so they gave specific instructions to their subordinates. When encountering the team that moved north, remember to remind the officials leading the team: There is a Qingtong forest in the north of Yuezhou. The Qingtong forest is shrouded in fog for hundreds of miles. People will get sick if they go in, and there are monsters inside, so immigrants moving north are asked not to go near it."

"North of Yuezhou? Immortal?" General Hua frowned, as if he didn't have much respect for the word "immortal". "What kind of immortal? Which kind of immortal?"

"The immortal's surname is Song and his name is You."

"Surname Song?"

General Hua was stunned for a moment, his brows furrowed more and more tightly, but his expression turned to recollection: "But a young Taoist brought a bay-red horse and a calico cat."

"Return to the general, yes, there is also a swallow."

Yuan Que saluted and answered, while quietly observing the expression of the general and general.

However, the general uttered an ouch and immediately got off his horse, almost holding his hand, and asked carefully where the gods came from, where they were going, how they met them, and what their purpose was.

Yuan Que was a little confused and didn't know why.

After a few words of conversation, I realized that the general of the Diannong Zhonglang was originally from Hezhou, and in today's Hezhou, the immortal he had met was already a true immortal in people's hearts.

Yuan Que recalled the words and deeds of the immortal along the way. The more ordinary he felt at the time, the more extraordinary he felt now. The more polite he was then, the more extraordinary he felt now. He couldn't help but be more amazed. Then he met the general. Tell it carefully, and also talk about the origin of "Shenxiantun".

But he didn't know why the immortal came to Yuezhou and why he continued to go north.

It was already mid-afternoon.

General Hua simply ordered the large army to stop and spend the night away from the local farmland. He encouraged the immigrants with the crops in the fields of Shenxiantun. In the evening, he also found wine and meat and had a night talk with Yuan Que.

Under the moonlight, there is no need for candles or oil lamps.

"When Mr. Hua was stationed in Hezhou, he had heard a lot about Master Song's deeds. There were only two people he admired the most in his life, one was the Protector Chen Ziyi, and the other was this gentleman. Sometimes he even dreamed of seeing it. It’s a pity that both of them failed to live up to their expectations.”

"Huh?"

Yuan Que couldn't help but be curious and asked: "When the general was appointed as the Diannong Zhonglang General in Yuezhou, didn't he go to Changjing to receive the title?"

"I did go."

"It's not a rumor that the Lord Protector is recuperating in Changjing. Could it be that the general didn't see him when he went there?"

"well……"

General Hua let out a long sigh.

Although the official status of the two people was very different, the warrior was inherently heroic. At this time, he was sitting together eating meat and drinking wine. He naturally had no airs. He just said: "Si Nong doesn't know something. In the battle at Changjing last year, the protector of the country was on the body." He was hit by several arrows, all of which were serious injuries. Last year and a half, he didn’t get better. This year, the injuries were even worse. He passed away before spring was over."

"Bang..."

Who is Chen Ziyi?

Even a literati who did not join the military, even a small local official who had never been to Changjing or met him, would subconsciously drop his cup in shock upon hearing the news of his death.

"Seriously?" Yuan Que opened his eyes wide, full of disbelief, as if the sky had fallen, "The Protector is dead?"

"Can I still have a day off? On that day, His Majesty personally held the coffin for the funeral and buried it with royal ceremonials. We saw each other ten miles away on the streets of Changjing. People from far away heard the news, especially the martial arts warriors, and they all came." General Hua also He couldn't help but look sad, "He is really jealous of the talented people."

"this……"

Yuan Que was stunned on the spot.

"Oh, right!"

As General Hua spoke, he suddenly put away the sad look on his face, turned his head and looked left and right, and then lowered his voice: "Hua has something to ask Si Nong, and please Si Nong not to spread the word outside."

"General, please speak."

"Since Mr. Hua came to Yuezhou, he has met several evil spirits and dealt with people in several camps. I heard that there are some rumors from evil spirits in Yuezhou. Is it true or not?"

"this……"

Yuan Que immediately did not dare to say anything.

After hesitating and hesitating for a long time, he said tactfully: "When I came here, I also heard some treacherous words from the monsters on the road. At that time, the god said, don't believe the words of these monsters. I don’t know whether it’s true or not.”

The two of them looked at each other in the moonlight, neither daring to speak.

However, at this moment, the two of them casually glanced out of the corner of their eyes and suddenly discovered that the moon was already above the branches and it was still midnight, but half of the sky in the north was suddenly red.

The red light reflects the clouds, like burning clouds after dusk.

But today's sunset has long since dispersed.

"What's this……"

"A vision of heaven and earth?"

"This is... the north?"

The two looked at each other, both surprised. Thinking about what they just said, they became even more surprised.

I just didn’t dare to say anything more.

They each finished their drinks in a hurry, then said goodbye and dispersed.

Early the next morning, General Hua escorted the immigrants to the north, but he said that he would come back in two months, and would pass by here again and visit again to tell Yuan Que about what was going on in the north.

Yuan Que also led the immigrant people to start the first wave of harvest here.

The first harvest was very gratifying.

It wasn't until a month later that General Hua came back and visited again, he was told that the hundreds of miles of Qingtong Forest that the gods reminded them not to enter easily had been burned to ashes by fire, and the miasma that originally shrouded the Qingtong Forest all day long had been It dissipated completely, and not a single monster was seen inside.

While they were amazed, they realized that the red light they saw while drinking that night might have come from a fire hundreds of miles away. Only then did they realize why the god came to Yuezhou.