Chapter 505 (1/2)
Time flies.
Over the next few months.
Xicheng made concerted efforts to repel the attacks of several deviant creatures.
Five tribes joined Xi City one after another, and thousands of high stone houses were built beside the star lake. The huge colossal Colosseum is about to be completed with the unremitting efforts of people all day and night.
In the farmland, large areas of millet and grass are dyed brilliant golden yellow. The oil beans, horned melons and chestnuts are all ripe. The red mango blossoms and blooms again. The red mangoes that could not be eaten before are made into delicious jam and stored.
The clear and blue star lake has completely recovered its vitality, and the star algae have become like stars in the sky. At night, the whole star lake is brilliant and beautiful.
All kinds of aquatic organisms flow into Xinghu along rivers and canals, making it more lively.
The three main stems of bramble vines brought from Ji tribe grew rapidly around the city wall under the careful service of the people. They were almost the same every day. In the past few months, they grew more than 30 meters.
Because every time it was watered with precious fierce animal blood, the bramble vine also changed. Its skin became harder and harder. Even if you use a bone knife to chop hard, you can't easily cut it. Its sharp spines become more dense and longer, which makes people look daunting.
Moreover, every time the blood splashes on the thorn vine, the thorn vine will absorb the blood itself. The thick vines wriggle like a boa constrictor, making a soft sound, like a man drinking water. In a short time, the blood splashed on it disappeared.
Bramble sparrow, sting insect, Uighur bird In the past few months, the number has more than doubled.
Ten miles away, the prairie is back in the storm season.
Rain clouds are blown here from time to time by the wind, and the rain around Xicheng has become continuous. In the midsummer, the dry and cracked ground becomes moist, and the climate becomes very pleasant.
All of a sudden it was autumn.
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Back mountain.
There is no city wall on the back of Xi City, but there are continuous and countless low mountains, in which all kinds of creatures live.
Later, more than 30 mountains were built around Xicheng to raise livestock and insects, as well as other uses such as cemeteries. They built fortifications at the border, planted insect willows, set up stone tower sentries, and sent soldiers to guard it day and night.
This area is completely classified as a safe area for Xicheng people.
”Squeak, crunchy.”
A pair of boots on the thick leaves of dead trees.
Wearing a thin brown suede coat, wearing two braids and rolling sleeves, pheasants strode toward Jishan with a bucket of water in one hand.
Yes, it's Jishan.
Xicheng has divided five mountains to feed Rongrong chicken. Now there are tens of thousands of Rongrong chicken. At first glance, it is full of huge white chickens crowding and crowding. These five chicken raising mountains are called Jishan.
The only chicken not raised in Jishan is the mount of chief rongcao.
The Rongrong chicken was originally a ferocious bird with mixed blood. After arriving in Xicheng, it was piled up with good things to become a wild fierce bird. It didn't have to do anything. It just had to come to Jishan to mate with the hen every day.
Because of it, there are many Rongrong chickens of mixed blood and pure blood.
Now the mixed blood level chickens are classified into a mountain, the pure blood level chickens are classified into a mountain, and now the pheasants go to a mountain where ordinary chickens are kept.
The pheasant walked fast and steadily, full of a large bucket of water, but not a few drops were scattered on the road.
She soon came to the foot of chicken Hill with a bucket.
There is no stone brick wall to block the whole mountain, just a half man high wooden fence. Because the ordinary Rongrong chicken is stupid and doesn't want to run away.
Pheasants open the gate of the fence.
”Oh, cluck, cluck!”
”Cluck, cluck, Clack!”
In an instant, countless giant Rongrong chickens came together and surrounded the pheasants.
These wooden giant chickens put their heads into the water bucket of the pheasant's head, and the fluffy and hot body of the chicken makes the pheasant's eyes stagger.
”Don't push! There is no food in it
Pheasant eyes reluctantly pushed the Rongrong chicken aside, squeezed it out of the flock, and strode forward with the bucket.
Her hair and clothes were covered with white chicken hair and looked like she was rolling around in a pile of cotton.