Chapter 359

A piece of land with an area of about 2 million square kilometers is like a huge cake with an attractive aroma.

Standing under the huge starry sky, Zhang Yang is intoxicated, and at the same time, he is struggling with how to cut the first knife. After all, this is not a village or a city.

Besides, although he wants to develop this fragment of the real world, he is not here to play a strategy game.

Because the crisis has never been far away, the pressure of survival has always been.

"Comprehensive development is impossible. The story starts here."

If you gently open your hand in the void, the ripples like water lines will spread out, just like an ink painting.

At first, it was an angular stone. Then there was a man with sword on the stone. He could not see his face, but he could feel the vicissitudes of life attached to him.

A black-and-white fallen leaves flutter down around the circle. There is a big tree on the picture, with luxuriant branches and leaves. The color gradually changes from black and white. There are light green and yellow in spring, emerald green and indigo in summer, fiery red precipitation in autumn and bleak black and white in winter.

Day after day, year after year.

Angular stones gradually covered with moss, trees withered again and again, only the back of the man with sword never changed.

He is like a statue, watching something.

Slowly, the earth becomes green, once the traces of holes disappeared, a well appears in the picture, ancient, vicissitudes, mysterious.

The picture began to spread around, first a hunter appeared in a corner of the picture, then a simple hut.

The master, the hostess, a small piece of cultivated vegetable land, an old dog and two children are chasing the dancing butterflies.

There were more huts around, a small street and more pedestrians.

Toddlers grow strong, strong men and women grow old, and old people die.

Everything is just the most common picture.

The village became a prosperous town, and the town became a city.

No one remembers when the first hut was built and when it was pushed down.

Just as no one remembers that there is an old well in this city, beside which there is a man with a sword watching.

"The story starts from a long, long time ago. Once upon a time, there was a powerful monster with powerful magic power, powerful magic power, soaring clouds and driving thousands of miles every day. It has harmed a lot of people. No one can fight against it. Later, there was a wandering swordsman who swore to destroy the monster. They killed the monster from sunrise to sunset, and then from sunset to sunrise. They killed 700 Li, and finally they seriously injured the monster. "

"But the swordsman was dying and could not kill the monster. So the swordsman turned him and his sword into an ancient well and sealed the monster. Ah, this well is here. Someone once passed by in the middle of the night, and even heard the whine in the well."

A wrinkled, kind-hearted old lady sat in the sun, washing her clothes while telling stories to her grandchildren.

Not far away, it is a well. Two young women are working together to turn the wheel to carry water. At this moment, the sun is shining. The legendary ghosts are just legends.

At the end of a street farther away, Zhang Yang changed his costume and walked away slowly, like a passer-by.

It took him 500 units of cosmic law to do all this.

That's right. Even if it's so simple, no farming can match this kind of open hanging bombing.

But it's all worth it. He can't farm and build with precious fragments of the real world. It's like selling pancakes in the emperor's palace. Either he is stupid or the emperor is stupid.

So, it's better to plant a story. He used a core disciple, a city, and 5000 mortals to plant such a true story, which is recognized by the fragments of the true world and can be projected into the heaven and the world.

Why can't Nie Xiaoqian, Ning caichen, Heishan old demon and Mu granny, who are masters of cultivating immortals in Mahayana period, do what they can do?

The conditions he has today are hundreds of times better than those of those people, not to mention the fact that this story has free actors' devotion.

This is the most valuable of the 108 ways to develop the fragments of the real world.

At least for Zhang Yang.

He left the city in this way, as if he had never appeared before, but the story had begun.

"Ah

A young woman who was drawing water screamed and squatted down, covering her stomach. Her face was very pale, as if she was experiencing terrible pain.

A group of people were busy helping her to leave, and invited a doctor.

Nothing special happened next. The woman had recovered after a few days at home.

But I don't know why, every time the woman is close to the ancient well for a certain distance, she will hear some strange whispers, which are extremely terrible. At first, the woman dare not speak to others, but from that day on, as long as she dreams, she will find that she can't help walking in the fog, deep in the fog, there are strange whispers, and the voice will be more and more clear, until the end She was awakened with a start.The woman was ill again, and she began to grow snake scales on her arms. She didn't even like to cook cooked food and began to crave blood.

She did not dare to describe these anomalies to anyone, but the situation in her dream became more and more serious. She had already seen a huge, snake like statue with vague outline -

in the night, the 14 courtyards around the ancient well were full of blood, and hundreds of corpses were bitten off their throats and sucked blood.

"Hooked, or testing?"

It's like a chess player playing chess.

A chess piece was hit again. A disciple of the fifth generation of tianjianzong was ordered to go down the mountain for training. When he passed here, he found that the evil spirit was in the sky. He followed the clues to find the strange woman and locked the ancient well. However, his strength was unable to fight against the strange woman. At the critical moment of life and death, a startling Hong appeared to kill the strange woman, but he was a woman with endless vicissitudes A lonely man.

Of course, it's Wujun who should be robbed.

Zhang Yang takes advantage of his identity as the master of the fragments of the real world. He can't move without moving time. But it's very easy to inject some information about the fleeting time into a city, thousands of mortals and his disciples.

Even the snake of pestilence will be deceived.

Or it doesn't matter if you don't fall for it. The purpose of publicity is very clear. If you come, we'll act.

If you don't come, I'll make up a story and continue to act.

Once upon a time, Nie Xiaoqian, Ning caichen and other immortals could persist in the world of law at the end of Liaozhai for such a long time by virtue of the story of the ghost of a beautiful girl.

There's no reason to claim that today's economy is favorable to the times, the land and the people. Can't we make a lot of money?

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