flee from famine?Dressed to be vicious, the mother-in-law holds hundreds of billions of supplies!

Together, the monks put away their hair bands and walked towards the village.

Walking into the village, I saw some old people going into the field with hoes.

A strange look appeared on his face: "Old man, you look good, but are you in good health?"

"No, since the two gods came to the village to give blessings, this body is getting better day by day. I originally planned to take care of my body. The crops in this field are waiting for no one. Let's go to the field to bask in the sun and recover. good."

After the old man finished speaking, he happily walked towards the field.

See the ground become dry and the sky show no signs of rain.

I started to take the bucket by myself and go to the river to fetch water, going back and forth one after another.

The spine is directly bent.

You look at me and you look at each other. If the rain thrown down by you is the antidote, those young people who came out to be brainwashed were contaminated with the antidote and absorbed it, and their bodies gradually recovered.

They can still understand.

But what happened to these old people?

It stands to reason that he should lie on the bed and not move.

As a result, it was easy to come out to farm.

I can still move the water.

Such physical strength...

"Have we overlooked something?" the Taoist asked.

However, the two of them are very confident in the poison they brought out, and they absolutely don't want to believe that the antidote has been formulated.

"Tell me, if Su Shan confessed something before he died, would the villagers who originally lived on the mountain learn to research the antidote by themselves?" The monk thought for a while and said.

The Taoist nodded.

The scene in front of him was very strange.

the other side.

Yan Qingshu glanced at the extra refugees around him, his eyes were a little heavy.

She told the village head: "After this journey, the number of people in our village has gradually decreased, but the overall number of people has increased."

The village chief turned his head and saw many people who were unfamiliar.

Some people have their own property occupied, so they have no choice but to come out to make a living.Some were hit by bandits or soldiers and had to leave their hometowns to seek a way out.

"Hope you're at ease up front."

Few people fled, and they could be accepted only when they went to the capital.

If there are too many people going to the capital, and the capital can't bear it, what will happen then?

The village chief didn't continue to think about it, because that day would not be better.

However, these words cannot be said. Morale is still very important.

A group of people continued to walk, facing the sun, feeling that the shoes were still hot when they fell on the ground, and the cowhide water bags they were carrying gradually began to deflate.

All lips are dry,

"The village chief can't go on like this, we have to find some water sources." Someone from the village walked up to the village chief, with his waist bent, his vicissitudes of life covered with layers of dust.

In the case of insufficient water source.

No one would waste washing their face.

Similarly, in order to be like the villagers, Yan Qingshu didn't wash her hair or face these days, and she could smell the sour sweat on her body when she walked.

When she was reading novels, it was written that the heroine smelled good even when she was sweating.

At that time, I was very envious.

Thinking back now, although she had the opportunity to time travel, she did not have the treatment of a fragrant beauty.

Dabao walked beside Yan Qingshu and licked his lips: "Mother, tell me, is God planning to kill us?"

"Haven't you read the books? The heavens will send you a great mission, and you must first work hard on your mind, your muscles and bones, and your body and skin..." Yan Qingshu repeated two famous words, and returned to the classroom of later generations in a daze.

When she was studying, the orphanage was relatively poor.

There is no air-conditioning at all, only a dilapidated electric fan creaking around in summer.

The sound of cicadas chirping, and the sound of the teacher lecturing is the best lullaby.

now……

Dreaming back to that day, Yan Qingshu suddenly felt that life at that time was simply unbelievably beautiful.

What people lack in life is contrast.Only after comparison can we know what was missed at the beginning.

"Do you believe this? It's just the belief of people living in poverty to support themselves. Waiting for the wind to change, in 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, a fish killer can become a prime minister, but such cases are extremely rare. Rarely, more people are exhausted in hardship."

"Isn't your ambition to be an emperor? How could you be an ordinary person? Since you are not an ordinary person, it is right to suffer a lot." After Yan Qingshu finished speaking, he picked up the water bag hanging from his waist, and slowly sipped some of it into his mouth. water.

Take a sip, and secretly get some mineral water from the space and pour it into the water belt.

Make sure that the Yan family will not fall to the ground due to lack of water.

however……

The scorching sun scorched the earth.

The further you go, the hotter the ground becomes.

The farmhouses in the field have been dried out, and the tassels on the top are hanging with shriveled harvests. The village chief tore off a tassel with wrinkled hands, rubbed it open, and there was not even a single grain in it.

Going forward, there are only a few old families with no children left in the village, watching the people passing by alone.

Seeing the village head and others, he could still talk soberly: "Young man, they all escaped and went to the north."

"For those of us who are old and immortal, acupuncture is really going to kill us."

"Oh my god, I don't want people to live on purpose."

……

After the shriveled old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.

The slight rise and fall of the chest proves that this person is still alive, but it looks like this.

What's the point of being alive?

The village head asked: "We are also fleeing famine, why don't we walk forward together?"

The lying old man opened his eyes, waved his hands, and didn't want to bother anymore, and dying at home would be regarded as returning to the root of the fallen leaves.

Yan Qingshu looked at the person who was determined to die, and slowly lowered his head, unable to save him.

People are about to die.

The people here have fled, proving that this land cannot survive at all.

It is estimated that there will be no water source for a long time.

The village chief seemed to have thought of this too, with melancholy in his eyes.

Dragging his tired feet, he continued to move forward.

As the night fell, there was a little bit of ambiguity in the air, and the big trees on both sides of the road stretched a little in the night.

People in the village rely on picking and eating leaves to obtain a small amount of water and maintain body activity.

however……

Yan Qingshu released the drone at night, and saw that within a radius of ten miles, all the ponds were dry, and there were wild dogs gnawing on unattended corpses by the roadside.

What a tragedy!

Everyone in the village has chapped lips.

The situation of the Yan family is better.

But in such a situation, she didn't dare to make people behave too healthy.

Thanks to walking in the sun, everyone is tanned several degrees, and drinking a little water will dry them out. In this way, the Yan family is not very prominent.

In the middle of the night, the village head tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

There are too many things to worry about.

Can't help but look at Dabao.

At this moment, he met Yan Qingshu's eyes.

"What are you paying attention to?" Yan Qingshu asked.

The village head took a deep breath, leaned closer to Yan Qingshu, and said in a low voice: "I think Dabao is an extraordinary person, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future. Such people often turn bad luck into good luck, and disaster turns into good luck.

Such a person God will not let him have an accident.

You said, let him go to the front tomorrow, will he be able to find the water source? "

"..." What kind of metaphysical speculation is this.

Yan Qingshu stared at the village chief in surprise.

The village head continued: "Back then when Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty cut the white snake, and Chen She, Wu Guang, and the fire and foxes blew, extraordinary people would encounter extraordinary things. Yan girl, you are a person who can hide things, and Dabao also listened to them. You see The ancestors in our village suddenly appeared, and the mountains and rocks cracked on the way to escape, this is not all a sign brought by the great treasure, if this child will definitely grow into a hero."

"..." You really know how to think!

The corner of Yan Qingshu's mouth twitched.

The village head's lips were chapped and bloodshot, and he stared at Dabao with his green eyes.