At the other end of the central mountain range, the tauren aunt was picking mushrooms in the field. Mushrooms are nutritious and consume oil and sauce. In fact, no one is willing to eat them.
According to legend, there are people in the main plane who love to eat mushrooms. They fry them in butter and add some spices, which are very delicious.
The tauren aunt wanted to try it, so she asked someone what butter was...
Although mushrooms are not delicious, when added to the white mud, they can satisfy hunger without bloating. Every time before the eternal night approaches, the tauren aunt will dig up some and add them to the white mud to make white mud cakes, along with grains.
You only need half the food to get the same feeling of fullness.
It would be easier to save half of the food and survive the eternal night. In fact, when she was a child, the tauren aunt didn't understand why the darkness that only lasted for a month was called eternal night. It wasn't until she went hungry for the first time that she understood.
In the darkness of hunger, every second seems like forever.
From then on, the tauren aunt's biggest hobby was making food, and her second hobby was asking people to go on blind dates.
While picking, the tauren aunt unknowingly approached the land of death. At this moment, the sky darkened without any warning, and strips of colorful light fell down, dyeing the sky with colorful colors.
Eternal night has fallen.
As the eternal night fell, the earth suddenly trembled slightly. Suddenly, a pale hand bone came out of the soil and rested on the hoof of the tauren aunt.
"Ah!" The tauren aunt was startled. She kicked hard and kicked her hand bones away. She also jumped back a few steps.
However, it clearly saw what it was kicking away, so it was no longer afraid. It patted its chest and said, "I'm scared to death. Couldn't you tell me in advance when you get out?!"
A gray-white skeleton with one hand missing came out of the ground. Just in time to hear the tauren aunt's complaint, it turned around with empty eyes and opened and closed its mandible a few times.
"There." The tauren aunt didn't know whether she understood or what was going on, but she kicked off the hand bone with a big finger.
The gray-white skeleton stood on one hand, got up from the ground, walked towards his hand bones, picked them up, connected them, and stood there blankly.
Not far away, there is a skeleton. I don’t know if it was buried too deep or something. The upper body came out, but the lower body was stuck in the soil. It was holding on, holding on, and it couldn’t get out.
The tauren aunt hurriedly walked over and said enthusiastically: "Come, let me help you."
He grabbed the skeleton's ribs with both hands and pulled it out hard.
The upper body was pulled out, but the lower body was left in the soil. With a click, the skull split into two parts.
The half-skeleton propped up its body in confusion, looked blankly at the lower half still in the soil, and looked blankly at the tauren aunt.
The tauren aunt was so embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She apologized and stepped back. After retreating for a distance, she turned around and ran away.
The half-skeleton's jaw opened and closed, silently accusing, and finally crawled over, dug the ground, and dug out the lower half of itself.
As the tauren aunt ran, bones of hands pierced the ground one after another across the land, and pale skeletons climbed up from the ground one after another, stretching to the end of the horizon like a white carpet.
The dead place that was empty a few minutes ago was quickly filled with skeletons and zombies.
Seeing this scene, the tauren aunt was so shocked that she ran faster. As she entered the town, she banged the stone drum as hard as she could: "Come on, come on, the eternal night is coming, the immortal flood, come out and see."
The villagers who had been waiting for this day quickly took out their small benches or climbed to the roof to watch this spectacular scene.
For these living creatures living on the east side of the Central Mountains, undead creatures are something they cannot avoid. Instead of being trembling and fearful, it is better to enjoy themselves happily. The undead creatures do not kill people anyway.
Undead creatures have no desires and needs. The number of intelligent advanced undead creatures is small and they cannot consume too much. They have endless labor force and can satisfy whatever they want, and there is no need to oppress living creatures.
To put it inappropriately, the living animals on the east side of the Central Mountains are more like free-range pets. No one will oppress a group of pets, and they will occasionally come to feed them.
Suddenly, in the direction of the Deadly Land, six Corpse Witch Horses with red eyes and blue flames on their feet were seen galloping towards them, dragging a large carriage.
The old village head of the village hurriedly greeted him and greeted him loudly: "Oh, this is a great sage? I wish you peace of soul."
The carriage stopped in front of the old village chief. A handsome old mage with a solid figure, long white hair, a staff and a robe walked down, took off his mage hat and returned the greeting:
"I also wish you good health, uh, good health. Let me think about it, this is Qiaotou Town, and you are the 21st generation of Little Kamo? It has been twenty-one generations since I met your ancestors. Your body and bones are fine.
? When will you die?"
"Great Sage, aren't you trying to persuade me to die early? This is not a good blessing." Little Kamo, the 21st village chief, complained.
"What's wrong with dying early? Look at the bones in your body, all of which are osteoporotic." The great sage patted Kamo Village Chief on the shoulder, feeling disgusted.
Then he asked: "How is it? How has the harvest been in the past few months? Is it enough to eat?"
Kamo Village Chief responded quickly: "Thank you for your blessing, the harvest is good, enough to eat, I should be able to survive this eternal night."
"That's good, that's good. Then I'll save you here. I don't know if the villages and towns behind will have a harvest. If you have extra grain, a few more people will survive. If you have enough grain, I'll give you a little more salt.
Well, salt mines have become more and more difficult to dig recently, and there will be less and less salt in the future, so save some food." The great sage said happily and helplessly.
"Ah, are the salt mines running low? What can we do?" Kamo Village Chief said a little at a loss, but as soon as the great sage took out the salt bag, he took it neatly without hesitation for a second.
When the eternal night comes every year, the Great Sage will drive over to help everyone. If the harvest in some villages is small, the Great Sage will leave some food. If the food in a certain village is enough, the Great Sage will leave more salt.
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Compared with food, salt is more precious, because food can be grown by oneself, while salt can only be sent by great sages, or undead merchants can smuggle some back from the west.
The consequences of the lack of salt are very serious. When he heard that the salt mines were running low, the village chief of Kamo suddenly panicked. However, he had no other option but to panic. If there was something that even the great sage couldn't handle, it was even less likely that he would be able to do anything about it.
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You can't dig salt mines by yourself. Skeletons and zombies can't dig salt mines, let alone humans.
"Okay, do you need any help here? If not, I will go to the next village." The great sage asked.
"Oh, yes, yes, we have prepared the materials for the well that Yongye told you about last time. We asked the Great Sage to help us dig a well. We won't have to wait for Yongye to have water in the future.
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"Dig a water well? Alas, there is actually no point. The surface water is shallow. There is water in the first month, but there will still be water shortage in the next two months. In the end, you still have to store water. Okay, where are the materials?"
Talking about it was of no use, but the great sage still came to the place where the materials were piled. He waved his staff and gestured a few times, and a pillar of mud quickly rose up on the ground, rising and rising.
After rising for more than ten meters, it fell to one side, revealing a deep vertical hole. Water had begun to gather at the bottom of the hole.
The great sage waved his staff again, and the piled materials flew up on their own, as if an invisible hand was grabbing them - the hand of the mage.
Materials are dropped into the well and quickly piled up to support the walls of the well so that the well will not collapse.
"Okay, let me say it again, wells are of no use. You still have to store water regularly, so that you don't die of thirst when there is no water." The great sage warned.
"Yes, yes, yes, I know it's useless. The main reason is to extend the time of water storage. During the night, everyone will crowd to the river to fetch water. It is too dangerous. With a well, it will be much safer for us to fetch water from the well.
Come on." The mayor of Kamo Village responded.
"That's right, okay, I'll leave first. I wish you a speedy death." The great sage waved his hand without looking back and walked towards his carriage.
The village chief of Kamo was so angry that he said: "Goodbye, and I wish you a restless soul."
Just as the great sage was about to board the carriage, a long trumpet-like blast came from the direction of the Deadly Land: Woo--woo--woo--
The great sage was stunned for a moment, looked in that direction, and muttered to himself: "Hey, why is this skeleton here?"