MTL - Attack Stream of Life-Chapter 131

Come up, there are three fish in the fish basket at this time.

This is a local fish. It is not beautiful, with a big head and a small body.

This fish grows fast, and it is ready to serve in just one year.

"Hello."

"You, hello." Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh? Like the wind blowing in the valley in spring. The little girl wondered a little.

"I think, your name is Lilian? Are you still used to living here?" Qing Chuan asked her.

"Eh? Ah, habit, very good." There are no hooligans, nor those disgusting sights, only daily work and a large beautiful lake, she likes it very much here.

The heart is stable, not in panic all day long.

This is the most relaxed day since she was sensible, there is no trouble, the future is visible.

But why does this person know her name?

Young Lilian is addicted to beauty, she has no defense.

"Really?" Qing Chuan stood up, afraid of dusting him. He took out a straw rope, passed it through Yu'er's mouth, and handed it to the little girl, "Nice to meet you, lovely lady, let's take this as a greeting."

The little girl was at a loss as she took over the tail-flicking fish, "May I ask who you are? Do you also live here?"

"Well, it's a neighbor."

Qingchuan couldn't help but smile, and the flowers bloomed like a brocade in an instant.

He and she waved their hands, carrying the fishing rod and the basket and ready to leave.

"Excuse me, will you come again in the future?" Lillian asked loudly, of course, it was her self-feeling 'loud', but it was actually small.

"See you later."

Lilian stood where she was, staring blankly at the man walking away and disappearing into the bushes.

"Grandma! Grandma!" Lilian in a rag skirt ran all the way home, carrying the fish, panting out of breath.

The door of the house was open, and her grandmother sat in the living room inside, picking out the plump beans as seeds. Seeing the little girl running over like this, the grandmother was surprised, "What's the matter, Lillian? Did something happen?"

She knew that Lillian was very good and wouldn't run too far, just playing around here. So why is it like this? Is there something going on outside?

Life has just stabilized, and the grandmother doesn't want any more twists and turns.

"Grandma, I just met someone who gave me this."

The fish on the grass rope was still alive, with a big mouth and a weak tail. Lilian's face was full of excitement, and her voice was high and low as if she was singing.

"Ah, I can have fish soup tonight... By the way, who did you just meet? Is that the uncle next door?" The grandmother was a little curious.

"No. A...a very beautiful person. White hair, emerald green eyes, like a newly grown leaf, dipped in morning dew, as beautiful as a gem. He was in the lake Under the big tree next to me, I'm fishing."

Lilian thought of that person, and her face gradually turned red.

Her heart was like a rabbit, jumping quickly.

,Too dangerous."

"No, he said it was a neighbor." Lillian happily lifted her skirt and circled it, then stopped, "He knows me, grandma, he calls me Lillian." When the name From that person's mouth, for the first time, she felt that this ordinary name was so pleasant.

Who is this person?

Qingchuan didn't take this meeting to heart, let alone know that a little girl put him into her dream.

This rainy season is a bit busy because there are many people passing by.

Not everyone has good intentions, some desperados, like jackals, are greedy and fierce in their hearts, which can be seen in their eyes.

Ivan went out to recruit new people, but he attracted not only desperate refugees, but also hungry wolves.

They discovered this oasis in the desert and wanted to occupy and destroy it.

"If they just want to plunder, then stay forever." Qing Chuan watched those people's bones turn into powder with indifference.

The Lord of Plague closed the book, nodded to him as a greeting, and left. She now has her own business in a small world, maintaining a magical forest.

In the small world of Qingchuan, the Lord of Plague has a city of death, it is said that a magical fruit tree grows in it, and the fruit on it has miraculous effects on diseases. This is also a case in point.

Qing Chuan's hand is too much like that kind of dark mage, or simply a necromancer. Even the notorious wolf mercenary group is also afraid of such people, not to mention that the real mercenaries are already dead, dead silently and terrifyingly.

The Wild Wolf Mercenary Group is not unknown outside, but in front of this person, in the blink of an eye, it turned into a pile of ashes. A summoned demon opened a book and took their lives.

It's like a legendary death.

There are more than 20 people alive at the scene. They are not real mercenaries, but hard labor. There are men and women, old and young. Usually doing some chores and getting a little or no money at all.

This is hired by the mercenary group at the cheapest price. It has a similar role as a death squad and logistics, and is a consumable item.

They are refugees like Ivan. If it weren't for the refugees, they wouldn't be doing odd jobs for such a mercenary group that made a living from looting.

Since the danger of these people is not that great, and I need people on my side, this kind of delivery is naturally accepted. Therefore, Qingchuan took all the twenty-odd members of this group away.

They still have some relatives at home, such as old parents, wives and children, sick sisters and brothers and so on. In this situation, Qingchuan also 'asked' clearly through the mirror demon one by one, and then asked people to 'pick up' them, so there were almost fifty people in the last episode of the twenty-odd people.

None of them dared to say a word about escaping, before the matter of the Lord of Plague was a midnight nightmare. The family members who were picked up also did not dare. With such an unpredictable way of picking up people, their courage would be shattered. How could they still have the courage to resist?

Qingchuan placed these people in one place, locked them for two days, ate less, drank less, and ate and drank in a small room.

They were very frightened one by one, maybe they were afraid that Qingchuan, the 'black magician', would sacrifice them to the devil, just like the mercenaries before. For the past two days, I didn’t dare to eat, and I didn’t dare to sleep. In two days, I lost a lot of weight.

People are always imaginative about things they don't understand.

"I am the lord of this place, the lord of the Silence. I welcome all those who come in with goodwill, and welcome you to settle here and stay here for a short time. When you want to come and step into this place, I just heard about it, but you still came in. And, I betrayed my trust and came in with malicious intentions. I'm sorry..."

brought over.

If I had known earlier, the wolf mercenary group would never have thought of calling them away with a single gold coin. However, it was already too late, and there was not even a wolf mercenary group in this world.

Now they are called to another place, not knowing what awaits them. Even family members, the elderly, children and partners will be affected.

Some sensitive and vulnerable people have already started to cry, for fear of annoyed people and dying even worse, they dare not even cry out, and can only hold back their tears.

"Originally, I wasn't going to let the intruder go. But..."

The dozens of people below took a breath, and then they drew in neatly, cautiously, and staring at Qingchuan.

"Considering that you may not come here voluntarily, and I don't want to sentence you all to death at once. After thinking about it again and again, I still want to give you a chance, once, A chance to live well."

Qingchuan was sitting on a chair, with the elbow of one hand on the armrest, holding his chin, the other hand on the other armrest, his fingers gently hitting the armrest, with a very Slight sound. But the sound fell in the ears of the people below, like thunder.

They waited anxiously for the final judgment to come.

What will it be?

"Sign a ten-year sales contract."

Slavery is also popular outside, and each lord has a bunch of serfs. They either changed from free people to serfs after committing crimes, or sold themselves because of poverty or for other reasons, or they were stolen by slave owners.

And many vulnerable aliens and attractive aliens. For example, a beautiful and noble elves like Qingchuan, or mermaids who are known for their beauty and singing voice, if they are alone, and their abilities are not strong, they are the goals of some people. The powerful among humans have always been good at killing.

The more than 20 people who came to commit crimes were originally criminals, and they were killed without complaint. Now they have been turned into serfs, and only ten years.

Qingchuan does not implement the joint system, and their relatives will become free citizens here and receive all free citizens treatment, including three-year tax exemption and gift of land and homestead. Although mandatory, it cannot be refused.

After listening to the 'punishment' given by Qingchuan, all anger and sadness were quenched by a basin of warm water.

I thought it would be tortured before feeding it to the monsters, but I didn't expect the final outcome to be like this.

It sounds good?

Rebounding under pressure, even the worst preparations turned out not bad, everyone even began to think that Qingchuan was a good man, a great man.

The 'Civilian Square' planned from the beginning continues to be built according to Qingchuan's plan.

The road in the shape of Fengzi has a stone road more than ten meters wide in the middle, with street trees and stone chairs for rest on both sides. On both sides of the avenue are gravel paths of four or five meters wide, and on both sides of the path are houses arranged horizontally.

Each household is a 100-square-meter with a 20-square-meter garden, and is a combination of local stones, residual bricks and plaster, but the specific appearance of each household is still somewhat different. Such as the location and size of the chimney, whether there is an attic and decoration, etc.

The most beautiful is the home of old women and little girls.

When Qingchuan sent paper figures to assist, they helped build a masonry building with a pointed attic on the first floor. stone trough. Now all kinds of seasonings are grown.

The attic window stretches out a wide windowsill, which is a small semi-circular platform on which flowers and plants transplanted by the little girl are placed.

The attic is the little girl's room. It is tall and spacious. The girls next door are envious and cry.

Because the family of four next door is still an ordinary house, the children and adults are crowded in one room, and the adults use a piece of rag to block that small corner when they are doing errands. In fact, the room is not small, can have more than 30 square meters. So their family is also planning to divide a room into two recently.

The people who were 'serfs' because of their mistakes did not have land and homesteads.

They were divided into homesteads and fields. There was only one piece of homestead, but the land was given according to the number of adults. One family got three plots of land, because they also had a pair of parents and a sister.

When the younger sister gets married, this land will also be used as part of the dowry. This is a gift from the lord, and neither parents can stop it. It's a bit inconsistent with the default male primogeniture system of wedlock, but he has the final say in Qingchuan's territory.

If you have children at home, you can get goose cubs, no matter how small, the swaddles are counted. And every household has several chicks, swaying bright yellow chicks, a plump and chubby.

Qingchuan gave the serfs a month to help reclaim the family’s land and build houses. The family needs labor to build the house, and he will not even give this time. A little pity, in exchange for a lot of gratitude.

After that, they need to build bridges, build roads, and plant trees. This is their task.

Three serfs without family members were granted three homesteads ahead of time, and they are only living there first. After ten years, or they have made meritorious deeds, the land and the house above are theirs.

"Son, you have to work hard."

One morning when the serfs had already started planting trees, before dawn, every household had already started to make a fire to cook. The clay pot was sprinkled with green beans and a freshly folded vegetable leaf, and poured a small spoon of soy sauce, which smelled delicious.

The grandmother at home surrounded the fire, while stirring the food in the clay pot with a wooden spoon, while carefully instructing.

The heat of the flame and the aroma of the food are reassuring.

The stove burns the twigs, leaves and twigs picked up from the woods. At first they were not used to using bamboo, but now there is no problem, but they need to be split to avoid noise. Moreover, the bamboo has a fragrant smell when it is burned, and it is not unpleasant.

The old father was sitting by the fire and roasting the clothes that got wet when he went to visit his land yesterday. Each of them has only one set of clothes, no change of laundry. Wear this one in summer and add a layer in winter. In order to avoid wear and tear during labor, it is best to take it off when working.

Fabrics are luxury goods, even nobles cannot waste them casually.

"The lord is a good man, he let us live here, gave us houses and land, exempted us from the land and poll tax for three years, and lent us food and tools. My Child, you should be grateful." Grandma continued to tell her child.

After she really lived here, she often said this, her attitude changed completely, and she couldn't remember the scolding herself every night when she first came.

"Brother, don't worry, I still have me at home." The same is true for my sister, who is more enthusiastic and active than their parents.

She feeds the house chicks in the corner, a little bit of boiled beans, some grass seeds, and a few bugs. She is responsible for raising the chickens at home, as well as the lambs on credit. It's not hard to live, mow some grass, catch some bugs.

The lord's mushroom house offers lamb on credit.

Since she was given a piece of land as a 'dowry', she has become the lord's die-hard loyal, and no one can speak ill of the lord in front of her, although no one will say anything.

The chimneys of every household are emitting white smoke.

The more than 20 people were sent out by their enthusiastic and realistic family members, and the instructions they received were, without exception, 'work hard and repay the lord'.

Living in a warm, sturdy house, eating filling and delicious food, having their own land, and raising lovely livestock, they can no longer remember the horror of being brought here. It can be said that on the spiritual level, he quickly changed his identity from a refugee to a free citizen of the Silent Land.

No one wants to deprive them of what they get.

After my sister sent my brother away, I was very happy to tell my family what I learned yesterday.

"The mushroom house seems to have a lot of mushrooms, which are said to be grown by the goblins next door, and can be exchanged for some cheaply. The mushrooms are added to the soup, and the taste is very good. Dad doesn't like it very much. Do you eat mushrooms?"

"Really? If you think it's good, you can change it back a little bit, just a little bit. But I'm going to the lake to catch fish. Everyone can get one from the lord's land every day. Fish, we have three in our house." He couldn't give up the free allowance no matter what.

"Do you cook mushrooms with fish? It's so fresh that your tongue falls off." The mother at home said happily.

When old John was carrying his long pole fishing net to go fishing, he met old Jerry who came out of the house next door. The two of them have known each other before, and their son, a friend who grew up on the street, has now chosen to be a neighbor.

"Good day, old man, are you going to fish net?"

"Good day, I'm going to fish net, how about you? You have a rattan basket and a hoe, what are you going to do?"

The two greeted each other with a natural look on their faces.

"I'm going to dig some bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. Although there are not many, I can still find some. Cut the bamboo shoots open and dry them, and they can be stored for a long time, just one year. You can eat this delicious food." Old Jerry's wife likes this kind of food very much.

In other places, it is a crime and will be punished for the lord to obtain the things that belong to the lord. But here, these things still belong to the lord, but the people can get a 'free quota' with the mercy of the lord.

Now the 'free quota' includes a certain amount of forage, dead branches in the woods, wild mushrooms, wild vegetables and bamboo shoots, as well as important fish and other aquatic products in the lake.

Two old men walked together, they left the small road and came to the smooth road.

The road is paved with slate, and there is no stinging of the feet. It is not a problem to walk without straw sandals.

Outside, it is not surprising that many poor people have no shoes. But both wives have recently been learning how to make shoes from straw rope. Because of the free quota, they can generously collect the fine and tough aquatic plants to make soft straw sandals.

The street tree by the roadside is blooming, I don't know what kind of flower it is, and there is a pleasant fragrance in the wind. If you are tired from walking, there are flat stone chairs on both sides where you can sit and rest for a while.

However, they didn't feel tired on the way. They walked out of the residential area, and there were large fields of farmland on both sides. It was their field, and there were different wooden signs. The two greeted the working people one by one, said hello to each other, and stopped to exchange some information, such as what good things appeared in the mushroom house.

At the end of the road is the newly built park by the lake.

The park was surrounded by stone pillars and opened with a huge black iron gate.

It is very beautiful inside, there is a wisteria stone corridor, a large flat lawn and many beautiful flowers and tall trees. There is also a circular pool inside, and in the water there is a kind of golden, red, silver-white, and colorful ornamental fish, they have never seen such a beautiful fish.

There are green-shell turtles crawling on the slate of the sloping pool, and those turtles are crawling slowly and proudly on the slate. They are not afraid of people at all.

Of course not to be afraid, because the plants and animals in the park can only be seen, not moved.

People can meet under the wisteria trellis, fish by the lake, play the piano and sing love songs under the huge banyan tree. Or a family sitting in a pavilion admiring the mountains in the distance - they have never had such a time-wasting leisure before.

The tapestry-like green hills were smeared with layers of green, dotted with red or yellow flowers.

The green mountains and green waters reflect each other, which is a very beautiful picture.

It was not as barren as it was at the beginning, the foot of the mountain was a bamboo forest, and local trees, shrubs, vines, herbs, etc. were planted on the mountain according to the previous information. More than ten trees from different places, such as pine, cypress, maple, and osmanthus, were transplanted, as well as flowering plants such as begonia, rhododendron, jasmine, thyme, and honeysuckle.

That is where the serfs work these days, they are not the main force, the puppets under the lord are the main force—everyone knows this.

"My son did a good job yesterday. The lord rewarded him with an egg. It is said that only three people got the egg." Old Jerry said proudly.

Eggs are not the cause of pride, but the reward. The lord said that at the end of the year, if you do a good job, part of the punishment time of the serf will be subtracted, and you will become a lord in advance. This is what everyone desires.

Old John frowned as he listened to his old friend's show, and decided to tell his son again at night.

At this time, on the other side of the road came a black three-headed devil dog with shiny fur. The three heads seemed to be still arguing, running while arguing, and the wind swept through.

People on the road stepped aside, and even took off their hats, tilted their bodies slightly, and bowed to show respect.

This is the Lord's pet, and everyone knows it.

Because just three days ago, this devil dog frightened a child from the big banyan tree and fell into the water, and then this devil dog went into the water to rescue the child, but the child Frightened, he started to have a fever.

For the common people, children's fever is a serious disease that will kill them. They can't afford medicines and holy water, and they can't see doctors.

But that night, the lord brought the magic dog to the door to apologize in person, sent medicines to resist the cold, and also sent the family a packet of sugar and a fat chicken.

The child will be fine after taking the medicine and sweating. Now he is still alive and kicking, and he likes to climb the big banyan tree, which has no effect at all.

The family got a bag of sugar and a chicken that lays eggs every day for nothing.

This is the first time they know that the original lord will apologize, and it is for this trivial matter.

The lords not only did not feel that the lord's lofty and majesty was damaged, but also felt that the lord was amiable and respectable.

They respect the lord, even his pet.

"Ah!" Who is thinking of me today?

Qing Chuan stretched out his hand and pinched his nose, restored a gentle smile, and looked at the new 'teacher' on the opposite side.