Fu Xiaowa's life began to be a little calm. Every time he experienced, he brought back a few days of food for the black fish, and he didn't have to spend time running outside. As Fu Xiaowa solved the trial team faster, three games a day were changed to nine games a day. Now he operated for five days and rested for five days.

As the number of fields increased overall, there was no complaint in the teams who went to the Purgatory Trial Field. Squeeze out the time, and Fu Xiaowa can take time to run to the Sutra Pavilion to study the moves of the Everlasting Sword Technique.

The sword technique of Everlasting Regret is based on Everlasting Regret Fist and is led upward. The sword technique is divided into nine styles. Now he is thinking about and studying the third style himself. The profound secret of the sword technique is. The further he goes, the more difficult it will double. He needs to cooperate with his own internal energy cultivation level to improve.

Because he often went to Master Kang Chenyi's elixir room to rob, the supply of elixirs in his practice was barely acceptable. Although his speed of returning the contribution beads was quite fast, it was still far from Jieqing.

Time is extremely cherished by Fu Xiaowa, but Fu Xiaowa still takes out precious time to visit the beggar's nest outside the imperial city.

The weather was still hot, and the ground was hot. Fu Xiaowa panted and put his hand on the door post of the wooden fence. When the guards on the wall saw Fu Xiaowa, they shouted in surprise: "The village chief is here, open the door quickly, open the door quickly!"

With the sound of Yiyi, the heavy tree trunk and fence opened from the inside, and Fu Xiaowa looked full of joyful faces.

Fu Xiaowa was stunned at first, then waved his hand and said, "Hi!"

The crowd inside suddenly became excited: "Hello, village chief!"

After a few days, the entire Fujia Village has changed a lot. Tens of thousands of beggars have built together, and the surrounding walls have been made of wood. It looks like a big mountain village, which can defend against robbers and wild beasts.

Fu Xiaowa entered the village and saw that these beggars had already put on new clothes. Although they were made of coarse clothes, they were much better than the original tattered appearance. After entering the village, there was already a flat village road. Although it was filled with small potholes, the carriage was no longer injuring to drive on it. On both sides were houses built with yellow mud. It was better to shelter from the wind and rain than the original branch shed.

Seeing all the peaceful and peaceful things, Fu Xiaowada was happy from the bottom of his heart.

On both sides of the road, there were busy people who hung clothes and repaired the house. When they saw their village chief coming, they ran to the door to greet them.

Huang Shengkai. The beggar that Fu Xiaowa just met in the imperial city is now a little boss. When he heard that Fu Xiaowa was coming, he rushed to greet him in a hurry.

"College Fu, you are here to see us!" Huang Shengkai came towards him with joy.

When Fu Xiaowa saw that he was still wearing the wide and not very fitting clothes, it was no wonder that no one took care of him.

"You have well managed this village. Look, it's all built in a good manner!" Fu Xiaowa praised.

"Where we are led by the village chief, we have today's life!"

"I, I didn't do anything. I just came back soon and saw that all of this was the result of your own efforts. You see, they seem to be pretty good at doing their work, and they are very exquisite in making doors and windows!"

Huang Shengkai said: "Actually, we beggars are not all beggars. Most of us escaped from the desert and became beggars. Many people have some skills on hand. These people used to be blacksmiths, some were carpenters, bricklayers, and even some of them could read and read. I summoned them and asked them to summarize their respective skills, and then formed a carpenter, blacksmith shop, and tiled kilns to find some young people with inspiration to learn skills with the workshop master. Now we can produce fewer bricks and tiles and iron tools on our own, and even some were taken to the imperial city for sale. We also want to make money by ourselves and prevent ourselves from becoming a burden to the village chief!"

"My ability to help you is limited. If you want a better future, you have to rely on your hands to fight for it. Now, you are doing very well!" Fu Xiaowa nodded and said.

"I want to thank Miss Xian'er here for helping us solve many early problems, such as tools and materials."

"Miss Xian'er..." Fu Xiaowa muttered. He knew that Xian'er was a very good girl and had been helping so much. It can be said that if it were Xian'er, there would be no such village.

"Yes, she comes often, and now she happens to be in the village too!"

"Oh?" This made Fu Xiaowa feel so coincidental.

Huang Shengkai took Fu Xiaowa to visit the Fujia Village under construction. At this time, a considerable number of workshops, ironware, bricks, and carpenters had been built in the village. The village also organized a special construction team to build some large buildings. Other beggars also opened up land and planted vegetables, fruits and melons. Although many things were bought by Xian'er and others, they have gradually begun to be self-sufficient.

Now, the number of people in the village is gradually approaching 100,000, and beggars and fugitives from all over the country are coming. It will only take a moment to break through 100,000.

The official has noticed that the small town formed on the edge of this imperial city is not large, but there are not many people. In the imperial city with a population of tens of millions, this is just a small fur. In addition, Zhao Xianer's family's relationship in the court, no one dares to care about it.

With a population of nearly 100,000, rich ladies like Zhao Xianer, the pressure to bear is also very huge.

The city that can live in a population of 100,000 is already quite large, with a large population and a large force. The roads built are well connected, and there is also a small square in the city.

Huang Shengkai led Fu Xiaowa to the small square, and under the scorching sun, a group of beggars could be seen queuing up to receive the porridge.

The most eye-catching thing is the figure of the white skirt under the small square. The temperature is quite high. Xiongxiong firewood is cooking a large pot of white porridge. Even if there is a small shed, it cannot stop the unbearable heat.

The figure seemed to be the most beautiful figure in the world. Fu Xiaowa was staring at it, and there was a hint of sourness in his heart. He saw Xian'er busy and wiped away the sweat from his forehead from time to time.

Huang Shengkai Chang looked over and sighed: "We have persuaded him, but we cannot convince him. Miss Xian'er insisted on doing it, and even helped clean the patients' beggar's clothes. She is our benefactor and our great benefactor!"

Fu Xiaowa nodded silently.

I saw the crowd over there stirring, and the white figure slowly fell down. The crowd exclaimed: "Miss Xian'er fainted!"

Fu Xiaowa and Huang Shengkai were shocked. They rushed forward quickly and saw Xian'er, who was covered in white clothes, fainted on the porridge table with heatstroke.

A rich girl like this, who looks weak and unconventional, makes it hard to imagine doing so many things.

"Hurry, carry it to a cool place!"
Chapter completed!