He, Hu Shao, and Liu Ji sat by the fire chatting.

"Brother, I'm going to check out the spring."

Lin Yiheng knew what Lin Yinan was going to do, so he stood up quickly and lit a torch.

Hu Shao and Liu Ji stood up. "Sister, let's go too."

Lin Yinan said, "Then let's go."

It's only about 7 p.m. now, and the night is as dark as ink.

Fires burned around the camp. The three of them walked through the camp. After a day's journey, everyone was used to going to bed early, and some were already snoring.

The four of them quickly arrived at the spring. Lin Yiheng held a torch and shone it into the pool. Lin Yinan could clearly see that the water, which had receded in the afternoon, had risen back to two-thirds of its original level.

"You two go upstairs and see if any refugees come over," Lin Yiheng said, sending Hu Shao and the other man away.

Hu Shao and Liu Yu didn't understand what the siblings were going to do, so they didn't say anything and obediently did as they were told.

Lin Yinan stepped on the stones that the villagers had laid on the silt when they were fetching water, and came to the water's edge. She put her hands into the water and used her consciousness to clean all the large vats in the space.

Lin Yiheng was afraid she would fall, so he held up the torch with one hand and held her arm tightly with the other.

Then he saw a miraculous scene: the water in the spring was decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In the darkness, Lin Yinan's face was deathly pale, and large beads of sweat slid down her temples.

She filled all the large vats and then filled all the empty gallon buckets.

It's finally installed!

Lin Yinan breathed a sigh of relief, then everything went black as she sank into the water.

Feeling the weight sinking in his hands, Lin Yiheng was startled and hurriedly threw away the torch, gripping her tightly with both hands.

"Anan! What's wrong?"

Lin Yiheng's exclamation attracted Yun Mo, who was on night patrol. The moment he picked up Lin Yinan, his hand went light and Yun Mo snatched her away.

Yun Yi, carrying a torch, followed behind. By the light of the torch, Yun Mo saw that Lin Yinan's pale face was covered in sweat.

He quickly frowned, his face filled with anger, and turned to look at Lin Yiheng.

"What exactly did you make her do?"

Lin Yiheng was speechless. If he said that Anan came to wash her hands, would he believe him?