“There’s water, but these stones are blocking the outlet! This little bit of water wouldn’t even get through to the potato field on the back hill!” Jiang Ling hurriedly reminded the village chief, fearing he might get too excited and throw the stones.

"Oh, yes...yes...Jiang, did the White-Haired Lady tell you any methods?"

In the darkness, Jiang Ling seemed to see a pair of bright green eyes staring intently at her.

Jiang Ling took a few steps back and said, "Well, in my dream, the White-Haired Goddess gave me a method, which is to cut the bamboo on the mountain into sections, then add some large pebbles inside, and put them here to bake. After a while, the bamboo will explode, and the pebbles will fly out and hit the rocks."

"Then! What are we waiting for! Jiang, you wait here, I'll go home and get my knife." Before the village chief could finish speaking, he turned and ran out of the cave.

"Village...Village Chief...Don't go yet! You absolutely mustn't tell anyone about the water source!" Jiang Ling hurriedly reminded him, worried that the village chief might blurt it out in his excitement.

"Don't worry! It won't happen!" When he said the last sentence, the village chief had already reached a state where "you could only hear his voice but not see him."

Especially when Jiang Ling came out of the cave, the village chief had already disappeared.

"Little one, what's your name?" Jiang Ling asked, turning around when no one was around.

"Nianci." The little boy's answer was devoid of any emotion.

Jiang Ling sighed, patted the little boy's head, and looked at the scenery around the mountains with mixed feelings.

"Jiang... Jiang... Jiang Shi, do you think this bamboo is alright?" After a short while, the village chief's panting voice came from behind Jiang Ling.