It is impossible to seek death.

Their literary heart has become a filter of the energy of heaven and earth.

In troubled times, everyone acknowledged this unwritten rule.

When the Wushou left, the clouds of despair never dissipated.

Fang Yan nodded: "Yes."

Everyone noticed that houses grew in the distance.

"What are you doing?"

Until a childish voice penetrates the eardrums.

"What enemy has come?"

After a series of measures, the expected chaos did not occur, and even if there were, it was treated as a typical example, to eliminate some villains' desire to make disasters and wealth. After experiencing the chaos for the first two days, the common people focused on rebuilding their homes.

My old friend was so angry that he was watching this situation.

There are a few he has met, most of them have never met.

A short while later, a dirty handprint was left on the white wall, which made it particularly dazzling against the background of the white wall. Immediately, someone realized that it was inappropriate and before he could remind others, everyone was scattered by sand, and the clouds above his head were covered by something.

Even lost his composure and roared: "What?"

Can you tell me what happened?

Everyone tried hard to raise their heads and faced the sunshine, and barely saw the person who was talking clearly was a tall and strong man. He was covered with braids, with his hands wrapped around his chest, and stood proudly in the sky. He headed towards the paved stone brick road: "Stand all over there, don't stand this in the way!"

They heard the most knowledgeable scholar nearby say that the scribe can make people hallucinate by waving his hand. The scene they saw may also be false. Reason tells them that it may be false, but they have delusions in their hearts without being controlled.

Everyone almost rolled and crawled away from the stone brick pavement.

Although Shangnan County has not had any war since the Guren era, who has not had one or two distant relatives? These distant relatives have personally experienced the massacre of the city and the soldiers, and know what a terrifying hell it is! Just listening to the description will lead to nightmares!

For a moment, those who heard it were sad.

The child was tied to his mother's back and had no idea what happened. The adults were glad that she was looking around curiously and attracted all her attention by the house growing taller in the distance: "Mom, look, the house has grown!"

As a result, Fang Yan gave him a sentence "Since you come, you can rest assured", which almost made him furious. However, he also grasped the point: "Are all the houses below built here?"

Several martial soldiers came to maintain order, but the crowd was in chaos and no one listened to what they said. In desperation, the warrior could only sink his qi to the dantian and exude his might to suppress it. The methods were rude, but the effects were great, and the crowd was indeed quiet.

Now, a street is paved with smooth and neat floor tiles.

Everyone hurriedly threw away the heavy objects in their hands, picked up the only farming tools to protect themselves, and picked up the children who were put on the side to play with the other. Some women wrapped the children in coarse cloth, tied them up on their backs, and fled with the crowd. Some people in the crowd stepped on their feet and fell heavily. The sharp stones worn out their palms and rubbed them out of bruises. The sharp stinging pain spread throughout the body along the wound.

Although it is far apart and not very clear, from the blurred outline, the house is luxurious and luxurious than their original old house. The rows of snow-white walls and black tiles are neatly arranged, which makes it particularly eye-catching in the ruins.

There are more than one person who has the same thoughts.

Every day, you can see a group of full-muscular and strong-body martial soldiers sorting out the ruins. These martial soldiers are both men and women, and they can carry things several times heavier than themselves.

What a pair of terrifying and cold snake eyes!

They are nothing, dare to dream?

"But those places are..."

Wu Zuo stepped forward to ask and found out why they were rioting.

After knowing each other for several years, I didn’t know that Jimo Qiu still has this side!

Old friend: "...so, what's my business?"

Others also gathered up and touched each other.

An impatient male voice came from above the snake's head.

"It's really not a lie, what a luxurious house!"

Many people said in panic: "Someone has entered-"

"Mom, a house has really grown on the ground! Look!"

No ordinary landlord and wealthy family have such beautiful houses.

It is nothing more than a city wall that resists the enemy's attack.

He ran slowly and fell again while pushing.

"Yes, see if it's true or not!"

Seeing this, the man showed a satisfied look.

He dared to ask because the house grew on their land.

Human nature is complex. A group cannot be a good soldier who obeys the rules and enforces orders. When the supervision is not strict, some people will not be able to resist the temptation of interests. The officials will post notices to inform the whole city that if a commoner finds that his property has been occupied, no matter who the occupier is, the government will severely punish him and refuse to lend money!

The old friend looked at the building complex that was expanding out at a speed visible to the naked eye below, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "This will happen to something big."

Everyone was even more desperate.

"How to deal with the house?"

They turned their heads tremblingly and almost lost their souls.

He is not Shen Youli's tent.

I couldn't help but take a step back secretly.

The ordinary people who were suppressed looked at the martial soldiers surrounding them, and their hearts became deeper and cold. Although they were extremely afraid, they did not dare to confront them head-on, for fear that these soldiers and bandits who exposed their nature would take their lives. The martial soldiers thought they understood and warned them a little: "Do whatever they should do, don't spread rumors again!"

"Look, everyone, look, it's a house!"

The old friend's forehead seemed to be overwhelmed by question marks.

Who doesn’t want to live in a luxurious new house?

He sighed, "Do you know that you are not worried about the lack of widows but the unevenness?"

Everyone suffered from military disasters. Why did half of them live in a spacious and comfortable big house? They also have to live in a low and dilapidated old house? This is unfair! Unless it is demolished and rebuilt!

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I placed an order and bought a new mouse.
Chapter completed!