Chapter 733: The Plum Rain Has Not Stopped
The insect corpse had no scales or armor, like a bare flesh cocoon with strange markings on its body and a long and thin mouthpart.
After just a short while of observation, the insect corpse rotted into mud in the hands of the community god at a speed visible to the naked eye, emitting a strange smell.
Xue Nianjiao asked, "What kind of insect is this?"
"have no idea."
The community god pulled up a rice plant and saw that the roots of the rice plant had become soft and black and were rotten.
Xue Nianjiao became alert and asked, "Is the root rotten?"
Looking at the paddy fields again, the answer is actually given.
The insect corpses attached to the water surface quickly rotted, and the foul smell was so strong that people had to cover their noses.
It was a smell of soil mixed with rotting plants. Fortunately, there was no stench of rotting flesh and blood, otherwise Xue Nianjiao would have vomited.
The community god said: "The rotten air turns into insects, this is a disaster."
Xue Nianjiao said, "It's a disaster."
The community god looked at him, and Xue Nianjiao said, "The strange omens, phenomena, and objects produced by the calamity are not the essence of the calamity, but the abnormalities derived from it."
"The real disaster is this plum rain."
The community god confirmed his statement and said, "You said it more clearly."
Xue Nianjiao said, "I only found out after asking the Master. The Master said that we should stick to common sense, govern within our position, and not lose our position. If we stick to common sense, disasters will not turn into catastrophes."
The community god praised him, saying, "He must be a man of high moral character."
Xue Nianjiao said, "Of course. Let's think about what to do. The alien insects are born from decaying air, and decaying air is caused by the death of vital energy, which is stagnant and cannot be dissipated. In the end, isn't it still..."
"Sort out the earth's energy." said the community god.
Xue Nianjiao said, "We can't do it just by the two of us. My bones only weigh a few pounds, how many acres of land can I turn over? We need all the villagers to contribute."
The community god said, "They don't know how to cooperate. It's not enough to just flip through the book to relieve their depression."
Xue Nianjiao said: "If they don't know how to cooperate, then tell them how to cooperate. If you keep trying to force yourself, I can burn your statue in two days to prevent you from poisoning yourself."
"First, survey the area, then draw a map. Tomorrow, I'll ask the village elders to gather the young men to start digging. We still have a few old cows in the village that can be used. I'll go and gather some night grass as a reward."
Xue Nianjiao stood at the edge of the field, his gray hair rippling in the wind, his tail waving in the wind. Somehow, the community god could see a surging ambition in him.
The community god smiled, and the frozen vicissitudes and coldness on his face seemed to melt a little.
Xue Nianjiao asked, "What are you laughing at? I know you're good at farming, so why don't you get started?"
"Here I come."
After being busy for more than twenty days, Xue Nianjiao lost a lot of weight.
The strange insects born from the foul air did not cause any major trouble in the area where he was, and he had already passed the news of this strange phenomenon back to Fox Court.
His classmates at Fox Academy helped him inform other foxes to prevent anyone from panicking.
The community god was coughing, as if a shrimp was stuck in his throat that he couldn't swallow and had to spit out. Every time he coughed, his face turned red, and he would only stop for a while.
Xue Nianjiao looked at him, worry in her eyes, and said, "There's enough incense. If you can't eat it, you can use it to light the lamp. Although it consumes more, it's not impossible to make the best use of it. If you force yourself like this, I'm afraid the disaster will not pass. You go first."
The community god sighed and said, "I know what's going on. I'm trying to control myself. It's just a minor problem."
Xue Nianjiao said, "Floods and locusts, severe droughts and heavy snow, and endless rain. So many things have happened in the past few years. Who knows what will happen in the future?"
"You're about to collapse. If another disaster strikes, I'm afraid it will be the end."
Xue Nianjiao didn't look at him, her tone was calm as she asked, "Do you really think that if you're gone, someone else from above will be more responsible than you?"
The community god pursed his lips but said nothing.
To be honest, he didn't believe it. If he wasn't an old farmer himself, born and raised in the countryside, and had become a community god by chance, he wouldn't have been able to understand the hardships involved and be able to do so many things.
The foul air gave rise to strange things, and although there was no trouble here, there was trouble elsewhere as well.
The community god did not want to continue the topic and said, "The grains are now shriveled and sprouting. If it rains again, the harvest will be a complete failure."
Xue Nianjiao pinched her fingers and said, "It's been two months and three days."
It has been two months and three days.
Gong Mengbi stood on Fox Hill and observed the night sky. It seemed that his spirit had penetrated through the layers of dark clouds and merged with the bright moon and the blue dragon above the sky, pondering the anomalies between heaven and earth from two different perspectives.
Originally, Princess Lingyi secretly revealed that she firmly believed that the plum rain should end in two months, but now it seems that two months is far from enough.
This was beyond human control; it was the chaos of the natural world, causing the conflict between yin and yang, and the invasion of water and fire. Even the gods in heaven would struggle to stop this disaster.
Gong Mengbi was worried.
Water can already be squeezed out of the soil on Fox Hill. Even the lightest rain, if continued for two months, will fill up the mountains, rivers and lakes, causing a more severe and tragic disaster that will involve not only humans but all living things.
The five ghost gods followed him closely, having developed a premonition and ready to obey his orders at any time.
Fortunately, things took a turn for the better late at night.
An unknown cool breeze blew across Fox Hill, and a clear bird song rang out.
Before the foxes could react, Master Fox had already opened the window and stuck his head out one by one.
When Fox Boy began to practice telepathy, he was not required to learn bird language. But when he arrived at the Sky Fox Academy, being able to speak bird language was a required course.
The bird's cry was, "The venerable god Xunfeng of the Wind Department of Lingxu Biyuan Tianfu has arrived. General Zhaoming has arrived. Please invite the Fox Palace Master Mengbi of Tianhuyuan to come and receive him!"
But then he heard a soft curse in the void: "Evil beast, what nonsense are you talking about!"
The bird cried out twice, begging for mercy.
Gong Mengbi had already arrived at the gate of Fox Courtyard. He looked up and saw a white crane coming from the wind. A thin Taoist priest was sitting on the crane. He had a yellow silk ribbon tied around his waist and a golden lotus pinned on his high bun.
The Taoist had skin as white as cream and a handsome face, with long eyebrows reaching his temples. His phoenix eyes were already fixed on Gong Mengbi. He smiled and said, "The Envoy Zhaoming of Tianfu's Xunfeng, with the guidance of Envoy Zhang of the Exorcism Institute, has come to pay a visit to the Heavenly Fox Immortal Gong Mingfu."
He grabbed the white crane's neck with both hands, strangling it so that it couldn't breathe, couldn't speak, its eyes were staring blankly, and it was forced to fall to the ground.
The white crane swooped down to the ground and landed at Gong Mengbi's feet.
The Taoist had already landed on the ground, looking clean and elegant. He bowed and said, "Daoist Mingfu, I have heard of your great name for a long time."
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