"Water is coming out! There is really water below!"
One morning, the patrol team members who were digging the well shouted in the well, and the sound turned back and forth in the well, and spread out of the well as quickly as possible.
Yaeji immediately put down his work and ran to the well to check.
The patrol members staying in the well were very excited, and the action of digging the soil was a little faster. The small water flow continued to leach from the soil, forming a stream of small springs, which were poured into the well.
"Be careful!" Yaeji reminded above.
"Don't worry, Master Ji, we will definitely get this well done today!"
The sky was still light, the temperature was slightly lower, and many people were wearing long sleeves, but the news of the water made the patrol members' blood burn, and they worked very hard.
In the past, the weather was hot, and everyone could only work in the early morning and evening. When the sun rose a little, they began to pack their things and go back to their respective homes, leaving one or two to watch by the well.
But today is different, until the sun is three poles high, the sun relentlessly releases its scorching ultraviolet rays, everyone is sweating profusely, and their lips are dry and chapped one after another, but even so, they don't stop working.
There was also a thin layer of sweat on Yaeji's pure white forehead, and he squinted his eyes unconsciously when looking at the sky.
"Nozawa, bring the tortoise that your family prepared earlier!" Yaeji ordered.
"Alright, Lord Ji!"
A young man who was digging the soil greeted him and trotted back to the village.
The rest of the patrol team continued to work, and they didn't know why Master Ji wanted the turtle. They are all well-informed and knowledgeable people in the village.
Some time before the well was dug, some people in the village accidentally ate the meat of a dead monster, and were dominated by the monster's hatred and turned into a corpse. At that time, Master Ji performed the sixth stage of Luoying Zhan's flash, and easily dealt with them.
What is the mystery in it, they still don't know it in their hearts
It is impossible for Mr. Ji to do something meaningless "on a whim". Therefore, the matter of digging a well is very likely to be born after Master Ji became a shrine maiden, got in touch with the great gods, and was guided by the gods to produce such a miracle.
Of course, there are also some villagers who are not well-informed, and they don't know that Lord Ji has become a "shrine maiden".
Master Ji became a shrine maiden, because of special reasons, they just know it in their hearts, and they won't talk nonsense to others. Patrol members have a special sense of superiority in their hearts.
They know things that others don't!
The only thing that worries them is that all three of the Yae people of this generation are girls, so the position of the Yae God Lord...
Judging from the current situation, Lord Almighty still wants Lord Ji to sit in the position of the next generation Almighty. It's just that I don't know what the respected seniors in the village think.
"Master Ji!" Nozawa, who ran all the way from the village, held something in his hand and shouted as he ran, "Let's go, let's go, the tortoise that Master Ji wants is here!"
Yaeji, with black lines all over his head, took the tortoise from Nozawa.
After a bumpy journey, the tortoise finally felt stable again, stretched out its slender head and glanced outside.
With a "whoosh", it quickly retracted into the turtle shell.
"Ha...haha." Nozawa smiled awkwardly, "The domesticated one is probably shy."
Yazhongji twitched the corner of his mouth again, what is this all about
Seeing that the tortoise was alive, Yaeji casually threw the tortoise to the man in charge of the patrol team.
"Put the tortoise down, and if it doesn't die after seven days, the well can be put into use."
"yes!"
The man held the turtle with both hands, as if he was holding a great holy object.
Although he didn't understand why he put a turtle in for seven days, it didn't matter, it must be the guidance from the gods! Everything Miko-sama says is right! They just have to follow suit.
The man respectfully put the tortoise, which was regarded as a "sacred object", into the wooden barrel, and let the wooden barrel containing the holy object slowly lower into the well. A series of operations made Yaeji even more speechless.
"Superstition is not advisable."
Yaeji has no expression on his face, he has long been used to some weird words that pop up in his mind from time to time.
The patrol members who were still in the well prepared a rough nest for the "sacred object".
Yaeji clapped his hands until the person working in the well was hoisted up, and said: "Every day you set up a team to guard here, and no one can drink the water in the well! I mean anyone! Hear Already?"
"I heard it!" xn
Yaeji nodded in satisfaction. The newly dug well had to be stocked with a tortoise. He was taught by the other world that it could detect whether the heavy metals in the water exceeded the standard, detect what pollution and so on.
Although he didn't understand what he heard, he just did what he did, and he still had to follow the master as a newcomer.
"Master Ji."
Taking advantage of the time when people gathered around the well, the leader of the team ran over with a smile on his face, "The matter of digging the well, and the 'sacred object' just put down, are they all guided by the gods?"
"You don't need to know." Yazhongji pretended to be profound and said, "Catch that turtle up in seven days. If it's alive, the villagers can come to fetch water every day. If it's dead..."
"Damn... how to say?" the man's heart raised, he didn't want to waste all his previous efforts.
"Dead, let's talk about it when the time comes."
"Okay, I'll go back first." Yazhongji glanced at the patrol members who surrounded the well, and said: "It's okay for the villagers to come and see, but don't drink the water inside."
"You can rest assured about this! Our patrol team will also arrange people here at night." The man slapped his chest loudly.
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"Brother, you have to knead like this, otherwise the rice ball will be loose and won't be shaped."
Yaeji had no choice but to sit obediently by Sakura's shop and watch Sakura's little hands play on the rice balls to their heart's content.
The small hand moved so fast that Yaeji, who was in a trance, saw it as a butterfly.
Sakura's knee was bruised, and for the past three days, he had to take care of everything at home. Including cooking, sanitation, decoction and so on.
For the first time, he felt Sakura's hard work.
In the past, these jobs were all handed over to Sakura. At most, he went to the warehouse to calculate the harvest paid by the villagers, as well as the collection of herbs and ores.
Watching Yae Village's specially made rice balls quickly take shape in Sakura's little hands, Yaeji's heart is rarely at peace.
"My brother is so ugly."
Rin's voice came from behind.
Yaeji's face froze, and he pinched his palm again, "Didn't you notice that I was pinching the cutest Rin?"
"Eh?!"
"The cutest and cutest Rin you pinched will be gone as soon as it steams."
Sakura went on to make up the knife.
"Don't!" Rin squeezed into Yaeji's arms and sat down, keeping Yaeji's sinful hands away from the 'battlefield'.
"I want to pinch too."
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