The Sheyang Wu Zhu, whose original name is Xu Zhou, has not been called by anyone for more than thirty years. Even if he has to think about it for a few breaths before he can recall it.

Generally speaking, the witches in small counties like Sheyang County are not easy to be a good person. They are not only dangerous, but also have no oil and water. To put it bluntly, building a city in a deserted area is a move to thunder - by establishing stable settlements, consuming a large amount of local spiritual energy, and reducing the rate of local creatures' monster formation. (High-density living quarters will lead to thin spiritual energy obtained by a single physical energy, so farming is not only for the production of food, but also to suppress the demon clan)

In this process, there will definitely be a counterattack. It is not intentional for a certain ethnic group to do it, but because the process of human beings domesticating the land compresses the space of other races, which triggers the luck of other races backfire, and then intentionally or unintentionally, the local human race will encounter some weirdness and mystery. The lighter ones will probably die, and the more serious ones will be thousands or eight hundred lives. The worst ones will be the only one city to die.

The process of recurrence, continuous cultivation, immigration, and reconstruction often lasts for hundreds of years. Until the mystery, weirdness and demon races of the local area have basically disappeared, this land will become a fertile land where human races can reproduce and thrive with peace of mind.

The ancestors of the prehistoric human race used their lives to wade through the huge territory of today. It is conceivable that in the future, they will continue like this for a long time.

The history of Sheyang County is only more than a hundred years, and it has only been rebuilt twice before. Wu Zhu thought he would also become a victim of this domesticated land journey, and relied on his contributions to the human race to gain the position of the city god after his death.

But he never thought that the biggest casualties in the past thirty years he served as the Sheyang Witch Zhu were nothing more than the destruction incident in Xujiazhuang six years ago. Although nearly 800 people died, for the entire Sheyang County, it was far from the level of injury. Even minor injuries were not considered a matter of being a minor injury. After that, it was even more peaceful for five years.

He thought this was a sign that the land in Sheyang County was about to be domesticated, but just this year, he found that he was thinking too much.

Just like a storm often has several days of calm before, the past five years are like accumulating strength for the next backlash. The calmer the more you are, the greater the momentum.

Not long after the beginning of spring, Wu Zhu almost scared him to death. Then there was a great horror of Tai Sui's recovery. Although it was all relieved before the disaster began, it still caused a considerable psychological shadow on Wu Zhu. Now, after finally having a leisurely month, Xu Feng and Xu Manor Master Xu came to the door again.

To be fair, Wu Zhu did not really hate Master Xu. In fact, he even felt that it was because Master Xu had great merit that he could detonate it before it happened to avoid wider poison.

But rationality is rationality, and seeing Master Xu means trouble coming to the door, which ultimately leaves a mark in Wu Zhu's mind. Even if you understand this, you may be able to gain some benefits, but you will inevitably feel a little disgusted after all.

"My wife is four months pregnant, don't make any trouble again!" Wu Zhu thought so, but a smile popped out on his face and said to Feng Xue:

"Mr. Xu, is there anything wrong with coming here at this time?"
Chapter completed!