Chapter 124: Fill a teacup with water, one cup for each person
The sect's attire was easy to identify. As soon as the four appeared outside Linghu Lake, a large number of refugees gathered around them.
The refugees everywhere were pale and thin, their skin shriveled due to extreme dehydration. The wind blew sand and yellow earth all over the place, and their bodies were inevitably covered with yellow earth and dust.
There was no water for washing, and the weather was extremely dry and hot, with a strong smell and mosquitoes flying around.
The appearance of officers and soldiers was very effective in dispersing some of the refugees.
The leading officer was wearing armor and was tall. His yellow face and cracked lips were not much better than those of the refugees.
After putting his sword back into the scabbard, he walked towards the four people with heavy steps.
"Several monks, please forgive me for being disrespectful."
"Nothing." Ye Xingzhou took out the mission token. "We are from the Yantian Sect and have come to investigate the matter of Linghu. What is your name?"
Ye Xingzhou briefly introduced the other people. The chief of officers and soldiers glanced at the four people who were out of tune with the surrounding yellow earth and nodded.
"Just call me General Feng." General Feng clasped his fists and said, "Everyone, according to the rules of Dongyin Country, you need to hand over a bucket of water when entering Dongyin Country."
Ye Xingzhou nodded without hesitation and immediately fished out four buckets from the storage bag filled with water.
The clear water swayed in the buckets, which was particularly precious among the yellow earth. All eyes were focused on these four buckets of water.
The refugees started rioting like hungry wolves seeing meat, and the guards who were trying to stop them were almost overthrown.
At this time, General Feng drew his sword and stepped forward without hesitation to kill the most crazy one. This served as a warning to others and the crowd quieted down.
General Feng wiped the blood off his sword and said calmly, "Line up! Anyone who cuts in line will be killed without mercy!"
The dead were dragged away, and the team was finally formed.
Fill the teacup with water, one cup per person.
Why not use a bowl? Because the bowl is too big, and once the first person finishes drinking, the next person will not be able to drink.
In everyone's eyes, there is only a desire for water. With water, there is hope of survival.
"Why not draw water from Nanmu Kingdom? Dongyin Kingdom is only a river's width away from Nanmu Kingdom." Meng Zhi asked.
General Feng sighed, "You two cultivators don't know that when Linghu Lake dried up, the king discussed it with the ruler of Nanmu State. When they ordered the water to be diverted, the water that flowed into Dongyin State disappeared without a trace in an instant."
disappear?
Could it be that the monster under the Spirit Lake is causing trouble?
"What's going on with this group of refugees?" Ye Xingzhou was a little confused.
If they only drink the water in one storage bag, ten thousand refugees can survive for five days, but there are currently about three thousand refugees.
Other sects also have support, so the people should not be living in such a miserable situation.
There is no water supply area here, which is really strange.
General Feng recounted the story in a grave voice. "There used to be a town called Linghu beside Linghu Lake, and its people had protected the lake for generations."
"It all started six months ago when the ducks raised on the lake disappeared. First the ducks, then the livestock, and finally all the boats on the lake disappeared."
"This was all so bizarre that the king later sent his imperial monks to investigate. They learned that there was a formation beneath the Spirit Lake, and all the abnormalities were caused by the loosening of the formation."
"Later, the monk reinforced the formation, but it didn't work. The lake water turned red and smelled foul day by day, and the nearby houses were swallowed up."
"The king sent out a call for help to the immortal world sects, but they came one after another. There was no solution. The most they could do was to set up a barrier to isolate the outside world from the Spirit Lake to prevent the entire Dongyin Kingdom from being devoured."
General Feng lowered his head, knowing what was being said.
Therefore, these refugees were trapped in the barrier and could not get out.
They tacitly used the refugees to feed the monsters at the bottom of the lake, extending the time for other people in Dongyin Kingdom to survive or escape. The monks in front of the king and the sects tried to find a way to seal it during this period.
These refugees, the people who have guarded Linghu Lake for generations, have, with the permission of the king, left one person in each household to continue their bloodline.
General Feng had no choice but to obey military orders. He first brought the prisoners who were guilty of capital crimes to be fed. After the prisoners were fed, he stayed at Linghu Lake, watching the refugees being devoured by monsters one after another.
There's nothing he can do.
Because he is also a victim.
Now, they cannot leave this barrier. This is the king's decision to sacrifice the small to save the big.
Every three days, the king would send carriages and horses to deliver water to keep everyone alive and prolong the time the monster could devour them.
So that they can continue to wait for the arrival of the monk who can deal with the monster.
"General, the water has been distributed." The guard came to report with an empty bucket.
"Go down."
"Yes, General."
The guard licked his cracked lips and lifted the empty bucket to pour out a few drops of moisturizing medicine.
The flames are burning.
The body of the man General Feng had just killed was burned.
"Senior brother, why do we need to burn the corpse?" Ren Wangzhu asked.
Ye Xingzhou glanced at the bloodstains mixed in the soil, then looked up at General Feng and said affirmatively.
"If it's not burned, someone will drink blood to quench their thirst."
General Feng did not deny Ye Xingzhou's words.
Once a case of drinking human blood occurs, a second case will follow, and so on and so forth.
Bleeding will accelerate death and the extinction of humanity.
They can stop one riot, but they cannot stop countless riots.
Killing a chicken to scare the monkey may work once, but it doesn't mean it will be effective every time.
General Feng ordered the corpses to be burned, probably in an attempt to preserve the shaky bit of humanity.
The flames are burning fiercely.
Black smoke rose.
Xiang Xiuyuan glanced at the ruins around Linghu Lake, as if looking for something.
Unfortunately, all you can see is high loess, and most of the original Linghu Town is buried.
He lowered his eyelids and took out a storage bag from his arms.
"I have some water here, I can help you temporarily."
"Thank you, Master Monk."
General Feng did not drink first. He called his subordinates to continue distributing water.
If you eat dry food for a long time, you will get constipated.
It’s better to drink more water and soup.
Ye Xingzhou shook the storage bag in his hand and said, "I can make some soup for everyone tonight. Don't worry, there's enough water."
"And me, Meng Zhi and I have some too." Ren Wangzhu pulled Meng Zhi over and also raised the storage bag in his hand.
General Feng's heart warmed, and he clasped his fists towards them again, "Thank you, four monks."
When water was distributed, the people who were originally lined up at the bottom of Linghu Lake turned around and lined up to get water to drink.
Ye Xingzhou was a little confused, "Why did they go to the bottom of the Spirit Lake to queue up in the first place?"
"Throw money into the cave. Depending on the amount of money, you can trade with the monster for water."
Ye Xingzhou noticed that there were still people holding the old man.
This couldn't be an attempt to trade people.
This monster eats everything, from living things to money to spiritual veins.
Ye Xingzhou said to the other three, "Go and take a look."
"good."
Ye Xingzhou and his group walked towards the bottom of Linghu Pit, and General Feng was still distributing water.
The sand underfoot is very loose, and there is a risk of falling into quicksand from time to time.
Ye Xingzhou grabbed a handful of sand. It was very hot and some of the particles overflowed from his palm.
Fine particles fly up with the wind, and coarse gravel falls to the ground.
"Brother Xiang, you have wood spiritual roots, can you try to regenerate?"
"Um."
Xiang Xiuyuan immediately gave birth to a vine.
In just three seconds, the vines disappeared out of thin air.
"Gone."
Ye Xingzhou dug down the soil, but couldn't find even a root.
"Try again." Ye Xingzhou said.
"Okay." Xiang Xiuyuan used his spiritual power again.
Ye Xingzhou turned around and said to Meng Zhi, "Junior brother, keep an eye on the surrounding underground movements."
"Senior brother, what about me?" Ren Wangzhu asked.
Ye Xingzhou looked at Ren Wangzhu, whose hat was worn crookedly, patted his shoulder and sent him away.
"Go play with the sand."
The green spiritual power spread into the soil, and this time it urged Xiang Xiuyuan to grow a tree, from a sapling to a person's height.
Meng Zhi concentrated and carefully observed the movements under the soil.
A patch of sand vibrated rapidly, moving closer and closer to the sapling.
When the distance was three inches, Meng Zhi drew out his sword and stabbed it into the ground.
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