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Chapter 60 The Widow and the Monk

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Li Changqi led the way, and Ao Yan followed, and the two walked all the way towards Lijia Village.

Ao Yan looked around along the way, but he didn't notice much drought. Whether in the village or in the wilderness, it was a lush and fresh image.

While he was confused, he had already walked out of five miles and out of the boundary under the position of Aoyan Hubo.

As soon as he left the border, Ao Yan felt something was wrong.

The grass that is lush and withered on one side five miles away and within five miles forms a natural yellow-green border.

At this time, a dry and scorching wind blew over the face, making Ao Yan frown. Fortunately, he was not invaded by the cold and heat, so it was nothing. It was just Li Changqi, his bronze skin was sweating in the sun, and his body emitted a burning heat.

Ao Yan approached him.

Li Changqi grabbed his hand and wiped his sweat. His heart was so hot that he was sunburned. The eyes were filled with countless dead grass trees that had been sunburned. He was anxious to see it. At this moment, he felt a coolness covering him, and he was so excited that he felt much more comfortable.

He turned around and saw that the young temple Zhu was walking with him at some point.

He was not a stupid person. Now that he realized the power of this thin young man, he knew that this person had a strange personality. At this time, he became more convinced and felt a sense of gratitude and admiration for Ao Yan in his heart.

With Ao Yan's help, the two soon entered Lijia Village.

With his extraordinary eyesight, Ao Yan had already looked at the village before it arrived.

Every household in the village has a yard, surrounded by earthen walls, which looks extremely regular. Compared with Xiangliu Village, the buildings here are bungalows.

But at this time, under the scorching sun, whether it is the ground, wall, or the room, it is erupting with scorching heat. The invisible heat distorts the air. The ground that is harder than stones has countless spider-web-like cracks.

Ao Yan was shocked.

He had seen some Northwest drought promotional videos on TV before, which were more exaggerated than this, but once he witnessed the scene with his own eyes, it was far more trembling than seeing it on TV without any pain or itch.

"Museum, here."

Hearing the sound of Li Changgu, Ao Yan followed him into the village and soon arrived at the farming place in the south of the village.

The place where you see it is a green and yellow area, like a crop that is about to mature.

Ao Yan frowned, and a smell of green like boiled in boiling water rushed into his nostrils. These were not mature, but were almost sunburned to death.

If this continues for at most five or six days, there will be no harvest.

Looking towards the end of the plowing field, Ao Yan seemed to see a river ditch.

"Huh? Why don't you use a river ditch? Did I see it wrong?"

Ao Yan walked straight along the ridge of the field until he got closer to the front and was sure that he was right. According to the direction of the river, he judged that it should be connected to the long river. He thought that the water source in the long river was quite rich, and this small river should not be without water.

But when he looked forward, the scene in front of him suddenly stunned him.

The huge river ditch has already bottomed out, and the stream-like water flows in the middle of the riverbed. Under the three-inch-high water level, there is dark mud. From time to time, you can see a lot of loaches, catfish, black fish, etc., rolling and stirring inside.

However, more crucian carp, carp and other things were roasted straight on the cracked silt on the shore.

What caught my eye were all kinds of gray fish corpses, and the corpses attracted flies and buzzed.

"This tributary in our village is blocked by silt, so the terrain is too high. The water level of the Changhe River is as low as possible, and this is what it is here." Li Changqi said anxiously on the side.

"Are you just drinking the water here?" Ao Yan asked.

"Even if there is no dead fish, this water cannot be used. It can only be used nearby. If you want to drink water, you can only endure the sun and go to the long river five miles away to pick it up. One round trip ten miles away can only carry fifty kilograms of water, and you don't even dare to take a comfortable bath."

When Li Changgui said this, he recalled the situation when he had just arrived at his sister's house. He first drank water and then took a shower.

Although Xiangliu Village is not well located, compared with Lijia Village today, to be honest, he is unwilling to come back.

"If it rains heavily, it will work better than anything else." Li Changqi glanced at Ao Yan and said deliberately.

Ao Yan did not answer, and a light rain would help solve the urgent problem. He only needed fifty incense, and he waved his hand. However, a heavy rain that could solve the crisis here would require hundreds of incense, which would cost him a lot.

After careful consideration, I had some plans in my mind, but I was still silent on the surface.

Ao Yan left the farmland and returned to the village. At this time, a shout suddenly came from his ears, and he was still stern and didn't know what he was doing.

"It's this girl! She's committed adultery with others! She ruined our virtues in Lijia Village and made God angry!"

"This is Li Sun. Her husband died when she got married. She has been a widow for five years. But not long ago, her mother-in-law found out that she was pregnant and it happened to be a drought. The villagers felt that it must be the woman's unfaithful virtues that ruined the virtues of farming and studying in Lijia Village for generations and angered God." Li Changgui was talking, and the villagers' trouble became stronger and stronger.

"This widow! The dead widow! The hoof of a slut! Mr. Village, what do you think you should do?!"

"Our Lijia Village has always been in good weather. Now that this incident has happened, it must be God's fault. Everyone is asking what to do?"

"Soak the pig cage!" almost shouted in unison.

"Oh... ignorant, stupid." Ao Yan sighed.

What's the matter with a widow? If a widow steals a man and causes a drought in several towns around the town of Canfen Town, wouldn't the land desertification on the earth long ago?

"I'm so stupid and pedantic, a bunch of fools the people!" Ao Yan cursed again in his heart.

If you have this free time to catch a widow together, it is better to think about picking up water five miles away and solving the problem of drinking water.

However, when it comes to soaking pig cages, these villagers were stunned again. There was not even water in the ditch, so they soaked hairs. So they suggested not to do this and discuss how to solve the urgent problem in front of them.

Someone said that he went to find the village chief, and then rushed to the gate of a large courtyard, knocking on it.

Finally, the village chief came out. After discussing for a while, Ao Yan heard the old man who was a village chief say: "There is one way to clear the river and lure the water over again."

The ditch is five miles long, and the silt level is at least one meter deep. The water inside is sun-dried like boiling water. In addition, the scorching sun makes the whole village only 156,000 yuan, and it also requires a lot of money. In this case, it is better to use this money to buy a few cars to push the water by the river and return.

Ao Yan shook his head, and if this method is useful, even if it works, it will take a month to go away. Even if the person is not dead, all the crops will definitely die.

When he thought about this, the villagers raised the same questions and started making trouble again.

At the end of the incident, Muramasa's face turned red and his neck was thick and impatient, and shouted: "If God doesn't go down within five days, all of them will die! Death, all of them will die! Get home and wait for death!"

At this moment, Ao Yan's ears moved and he turned around and looked into the fields.

I saw a great monk carrying water along the river bank, leaping vigorously and rushing towards him like flying.

His pupils immediately shrank.

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