Everyone is thirsty and reluctant to drink more water. The bowl of porridge they drank in the morning will last all day! Sweat is dripping down the cheeks. You have to wipe it with your hands and lick it with your tongue. It is also water.

Ah, we can't waste it.

We walked all day under the scorching sun.

As the sun sets in the west, the clouds are dyed orange-red, like fire. It is gorgeous, spectacular, and so beautiful that it makes people feel relaxed and happy.

However, people who see the flaming clouds don't know how to appreciate its beauty.

"Alas! In the evening the fire will burn the clouds, and the weather will be fine tomorrow. Today the fire will burn the clouds, and tomorrow it will be extremely hot."

"There's no hope of rain! Oh my god!"

Everyone was wilting, sitting in the shadows by the river embankment, sighing.

Shangguan Ruoli rubbed Ling Yue's legs. She had walked at least seventy miles that day. Not to mention the child, she couldn't bear it. If it weren't for the support of the spiritual spring water, she would have fallen down from exhaustion.

Dongming Ziyu took Wu Lang out of the basket. As soon as Wu Lang's feet landed on the ground, he ran to Shangguan Ruoli's side and beat her legs with his small fists. "Mother is tired, Wu Lang will give you a beating."

He pursed his lips, looking very serious and working hard, and looked at Shangguan Ruoli one by one with his big eyes, asking for praise and being careful.

Shangguan Ruoli felt warm and sour in his heart. The child's feelings are very sensitive. Perhaps he felt her neglect towards him and loved Ling Yue even more.

No, as soon as you have the strength to walk, you come here to compete for favors.

Shangguan Ruoli picked up Wulang and kissed his little face, "Our Wulang is really a filial and good baby!"

Wulang's big eyes lit up with joy, he pursed his lips and smiled shyly, leaning his big head on Shangguan Ruoli's chest, his expression was very happy.

Dongming Ziyu sat next to them and stuffed a piece of rock candy into his mouth.

Wulang's eyes lit up, he covered his mouth with his little hands, and was about to vomit.

Ling Yue knew him best, and hurriedly pressed his hand and said: "Dad, there are some more, you can eat them yourself."

Dongming Ziyu hurriedly took out another pill and quickly stuffed it into Ling Yue's mouth.

The two siblings ate together, sharing a little secret. They were as happy as two little mice who had stolen some oil.

Qian took a rest, walked over and gave the gourd filled with water to Dongming Ziyu, and whispered: "Si'er, drink quickly and take a few more sips."

The rest of the people had no water to drink, so they cooked gruel for a while and treated it as drinking water.

Dongming Ziyu picked up his water bottle and shook it, "I have a lot more here. You and dad drink more."

When Qian heard that there was still so much water in his kettle, he felt relieved and said, "Why is there so much left? Don't be too frugal."

"I know." Dongming Ziyu felt a little guilty. He just took advantage of the convenience and went to the space to drink lotus seed and white fungus soup, and also ate half a watermelon.

He quickly changed the subject and said, "I'm going out to explore the road in a while."

Get some water or food by the way.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Dong heard this and said, "You can't go by yourself. Let your second brother and Da Lang follow you."

Dong Chunlei had been paying attention to the situation here. Hearing this, he came over and said, "You can't let your family contribute all the time. The strong laborers in the village are divided into several groups. They take turns exploring the road, looking for water, and standing sentry on the road."

Mr. Dong knew that he couldn't get rid of them, so he might as well let them all contribute, and agreed: "Okay."

Dongming Ziyu had no choice but to say: "In a moment, my second brother, Dalang, I, and I will go out to see the situation. You can arrange for someone to stand guard and look for water nearby."

Dong Chunlei smiled. As long as they accepted cooperation, it meant that they agreed to take the people in the village away.

There were many plants and trees on the river bank, and although they were all dry now, there was no shortage of firewood, so everyone started to light a fire to cook porridge.

Shangguan Ruoli secretly poured the water from the gourd into the bucket, and then went to the space to fill the gourd later.

During the meal, Shangguan Ruoli took some thick soup and fed it to Wu Lang. He drank two sips of the thin soup and gave the remaining half of the bowl to Ling Yue, asking her to give it to Qian and Mr. Dong later.

Ling Yue only wanted to drink something thin, then handed the bowl to Qian, "Here it is for you and me."

When Qian saw it, his eyes were a little sour, and he said movedly: "No, you are still growing, you and Wulang eat it!"

Ling Yue whispered: "Wulang and I ate. When we were making pancakes in the morning, my mother..."

As he spoke, he blinked mysteriously.

Qian immediately understood that this was Shangguan Ruoli secretly hiding cakes or fried noodles for the two children to eat.

She didn't like this approach, but it was Si'er who found the food, so she should give her wife and children more food.

So Mr. Hedong shared a bowl of thick porridge and ate it.

Dongming Ziyu didn't even drink a sip of the porridge in the bowl. He walked around the big pot and poured all the porridge back into the pot. He could always take another sip later.

After Dong Youliang and Dalang finished eating, the three of them climbed up the river embankment.

Human beings all live close to water sources. You can see in the dusk that there is a village not far away, which looks quite small.

The three of them walked over. The village was quiet and desolate, with only the sound of their footsteps and breathing.

After entering several courtyards, they were all empty, as if no one had lived in them for a long time.

Dongming Ziyu moved his ears and heard the weak cry of a baby. He identified the direction and walked towards a yard.

Through the dilapidated fence gate, you can see several human skeletons in the yard. Judging from the cleanliness of the bones, they must have been eaten.

Dalang clenched the sickle in his hand, swallowed nervously, and said with his breath: "Second uncle, fourth uncle, let's go."

Dongming Ziyu said: "There are living people inside, go and have a look."

Saying that, he pushed open the fence door.

"Alas..." Dalang and Dong Youliang extended Erkang's hands at the same time but did not hold him, so they had no choice but to follow him into the yard.

In a low, dark mud house, an old man, as shriveled as a skeleton, was holding up his wrist. Blood was dripping from his wrist and into the mouth of a baby.

The baby opened his mouth to catch the blood and sucked desperately, but the blood couldn't satisfy his hunger at all, so he cried anxiously.

When he heard someone coming in, the old man turned his neck little by little, looked at the three of them like a dry well, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

It's the kind of light a starving ghost sees food in.

Dalang was so frightened that he screamed and grabbed Dongming Ziyu, "Fourth uncle, don't go there, he eats people!"

The old man realized that he was no match for these three men, and the light in his cloudy eyes dimmed. He hugged the child warily and asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you want to do?"

Dongming Ziyu said: "We want to ask for directions, but I wonder how far it is from King Kang's fiefdom?"

The old man said: "It's not far. Follow the road out of the village. When you see the fork in the road heading to the southeast, you will enter King Kang's fiefdom after walking for more than a day. However, there is not much difference between there and here. They are the same.

Just waiting to die."

Dalang asked with a trembling voice: "Why don't you go to escape? Stay here and survive by eating... that?"
Chapter completed!