The next day, Yun Qingluo and her group had breakfast and were about to leave when they ran into the village chief.

“Old village chief, thank you for taking us in last night. We are about to leave.” Wuming stepped forward and bowed to the village chief.

The village chief waved his hand, "You should leave this godforsaken place as soon as possible. It's good that you're leaving, it's good that you're leaving."

Wuming and the others looked at the village chief's dry lips and were speechless for a moment.

Wuying lifted the curtain and got off the carriage, handing a full jug of water to the village chief. "Consider this your reward for taking us in last night."

The old village chief's eyes lit up, but he immediately refused, "This won't do. You girls still have such a long way to go. You should take this water."

Yunying was surprised to hear the old village chief's words. She hadn't believed Madam when she said the old village chief wouldn't accept the kettle.

How did you manage to guess so accurately, Madam?

Yunying placed the water bottle in the village chief's arms. Afraid that the water bottle would fall to the ground, the village chief didn't even care about his cane and hurriedly held the water bottle with both hands, his figure trembling, "This, thank you so much for your great kindness, young lady."

Yunying pursed her lips and continued, "My master said that if you go three miles southwest of the village entrance and dig down three thousand feet, water will seep out, and the water inside is drinkable."

Upon hearing this, the old village chief was utterly shocked. "This, this, is what the young lady is saying true?"

Yunying was somewhat displeased that he questioned his own valley master's words. Seeing this, the old village chief hurriedly explained, "Young lady, please don't misunderstand. Our village has been searching for a water source for many years without success, which is why..."

Upon hearing this, Yunying's expression softened slightly, and she said calmly, "Believe it or not, it's up to you. Consider this payment for taking us in last night. Besides, we'll be back, and we might ask for a drink of water when we pass by."

After Yunying finished speaking, she turned around and got into the carriage.

The old village chief spoke a few more words to Wuming, who told him that the person in the carriage was a powerful being, and that her words were beyond question.

Maybe there really is a water source over there. The situation can't get any worse than it is now, so why don't we go and take a look?

The old village chief thanked the nameless man and kept his words in mind.

After seeing off Wuming and the others, he immediately went to the village to gather everyone.

"Village chief, is there something you need to discuss with everyone? Is it related to the people who stayed in the village last night?"

"Village chief, are those people bad people?"

"Look, the village chief is holding a kettle. I can hear the sound of water. It's water, it really is water!" a villager exclaimed in surprise.

"Ah, is it really water? Village chief, where is this water from? Tell us quickly, we'll go find a water source."

The village chief waited until their chatter subsided before coughing and saying, "Last night, our benefactor who lives in our village said that if you walk three miles southwest of the village entrance and dig down three thousand feet, water will seep out."

"What! Three thousand feet!"

"How is this possible? This is impossible. How long would it take us to dig?"

"Yes, village chief, you haven't been tricked, have you?"

"Why would someone lie to me? They even gave me a pot of water."

"Yes, yes, let's not talk about that now, village chief. Your grandson is seriously dehydrated. This is life-saving water. Please go home and give it to him. As for what happened earlier, we can discuss it later."

"Yes, village chief, you should go home quickly. Your grandson is waiting for water to save his life."

The village chief sighed and nodded, "Very well..."

“Father, you just said that if you go three miles southwest of the village entrance and dig down three thousand feet, you will find water, right? I’ll go dig. I’ll go home and get a hoe and take my second brother with me.”

The speaker was the village chief's son.

The village chief nodded, tears welling in his eyes. "Good child, I know you feel sorry for Little Tiger. Go, go. It would be better if you could find a water source, but if not, we won't be disappointed."

The village chief sauntered toward his house, muttering, "There are many things, you only know if they're good or bad after you've done them."

The villagers behind him were at a loss. Some silently turned around and went home to get their tools, some stood there staring blankly in the direction the village chief had left, and some lowered their heads, seemingly lost in thought.

When the village chief slowly returned home, his two sons had already taken their tools to dig a hole.

When the village chief's wife saw the water in his hand, she cried with joy, "They both said you brought water, but I didn't believe them. I didn't expect it to be true. That's wonderful, wonderful! Our little Tiger is saved!"

The village chief handed the water to his wife and said with emotion, "It's just that our little tiger's life wasn't meant to end. It just so happened that some important people were passing through our village. Otherwise, well, go and heat up the water quickly and give it to little tiger to drink."

"Okay, I'll go right now. What are you going to do?" The village chief's wife saw the village chief turn around and walk back into the yard.

The village chief picked up a hoe leaning against the wall in the yard and said without turning his head, "I'll go help them."

The village chief's wife tried to stop him, saying, "You're an old man, don't bother with all this. Your children and grandchildren have their own lives to live, this is their own business, why are you making things difficult for them?"

"Don't forget, I'm the village chief, this is my responsibility." The old village chief said this as he walked out the gate.

The village chief's wife wanted to chase after him to stop him, but when she looked down at the kettle in her hand and thought of Xiao Huzi lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), she couldn't help but lower her head, wipe away her tears, and walk towards the kitchen.

After Yun Qingluo and the others had driven the carriage away, Yun Ying asked, "Madam, is there really water down there? The villagers haven't found any water in all these years. Is there really water in the place you're talking about?"

Looking out at the desolate scene, Yun Qingluo recalled the Taklamakan Desert, the "Sea of ​​Death," from her high school textbook, as the carriage swayed and rocked.

Then there's the Sahara Desert, which contains abundant groundwater. If Xiao Yi isn't mistaken, the underground terrain here is probably similar to these two deserts.

Although a place may be arid, it is not true that there is no rainfall all year round, otherwise the people of the dry village would have died long ago.

In addition, there are high mountains not far from here, and the water from the mountains seeps into the ground and flows through this area. There are also many underground rivers that people cannot see and which converge below.

In areas where water is severely scarce on the surface, there might be a great surprise underground.

Xiao Yi analyzed that there should be a thick layer of sandstone underground about three miles to the southwest.

The sandstone layer contains numerous fissures that can absorb large amounts of water. Furthermore, this rock structure is relatively stable, allowing the absorbed water to be well preserved within the rock layer for a long time.

If the villagers discover this water source, it will be an invaluable asset.

However, the terrain and weather in this place are indeed very strange, and neither she nor Xiao Yi can explain why.

Perhaps it was formed naturally; if the villagers had the idea, they could discover the business opportunities within it.

This place could be transformed into a tourist attraction, with guesthouses and artificial landscapes created to generate revenue.

However, the villagers are currently facing many problems, which are naturally invisible to her. Perhaps she can consider it when she returns.