The demon that Ye Fu sensed was Yan Che. After Yan Che learned the general situation of Yongguo, he no longer used to move slowly, but used spiritual movement to instantly lead everyone to the border of Yongguo. When you reach the border, you can see a clear line, half green and half yellow. When Yan Che's feet stepped into the yellow sand, Ye Fu, which was dozens of miles away, sensed it.

They are still in the upper reaches of the river, so there is no change in the river. Then the shark reached into the water, felt the water, and then spat out a lot of small fish from his mouth. These fish swim downstream, and they feed back the situation downstream to the shark to break the evil spirit.

The crowd continued south, and from the moment they stepped into the desert, they felt a temperature that they would not feel in winter. Especially the green wolf with heavy hair can be said to be struggling and sweating profusely in this environment. Now I wish I had all the hair on my body shaved than to die in the heat of this blazing desert. Fortunately, they walked along the river, and every few steps, the green wolf had to go to the river to drink. It's a bit slow.

At this time, Ye Fu and the demon have not yet met, so they can talk about the situation in various parts of Yongguo.

On the edge of the desert, there is a village. The village is just too far from the river's location. The border of Yongguo is hundreds of kilometers, and it takes more than ten days to walk from the southernmost side to the north. The distance is secondary, the desert is extremely dangerous, and no one dares to walk in the desert for more than ten days. Even if you are fully prepared, it is ten in and nine out, and nine in and out of life. The village dispatched a lot of young people to fetch water from the nearest river. But half of the water evaporated halfway through, and the rest of the water was only enough for the people of the village for a few days. So the village beckoned the young men of the village to send someone to fetch water again.

There is also a well digger in the village, who has been working in the village for more than ten years. He dug up a lot of groundwater to help the villagers survive the days when there was no water. But then, the groundwater was dug less and less, and he hadn't dug up water for a long time. Although there was a river in Yongguo, which made all the people excited, he was the only one who was calm and calm, and when everyone else went out to fetch water, he still stayed in the village to dig wells.

The day after the villagers brought the water back, the village gathered a large number of young people, and yesterday they requisitioned all the tools that could hold water in the village. The village wanted to bring the well diggers with them, but the well diggers were very stubborn and did not want to go with them. Perhaps the well digger himself knew in his heart that if he went with him to fetch water, then there would be no one to dig the well. He is the last line of defense for the survival of the villagers, and only if he keeps digging wells and never stops, the hope in people's hearts will not be extinguished. Therefore, when the village chief saw that the well diggers were reluctant to go, he was not reluctant.

Just as everyone was about to leave, someone from the next village came running over and brought back bad news: the river had suddenly dried up!

This news is like pouring cold water on the faces of all the Yongguo people who have just rekindled their confidence, originally this cold water would be cool and penetrating in this hot weather, but it was a chilling feeling to hear at this time. Originally, God blessed them with a river of life, but they didn't expect to take it back after less than a month.

Naturally, the village chief didn't believe it, but the person who came to report it came to tell him that the river was blocked with sand by the dragon leaf rot. At this time, the village chief felt dizzy, and his heart could not bear such a blow, so he fell into the arms of the villagers.

After the messenger left, the village chief also woke up. Looking at the only water, I suddenly didn't know what to say to the villagers. The people of this country have been trapped in this place and suffered for thousands of years, and the only good days are only for a month? It is impossible for human beings to compete with the Protoss, and since this one was destroyed by the Divine Dragon, then there is no hope of rebirth. It is even more impossible for the cowardly King Yong to help ordinary people get water like he did last time.

Just when the existence was despondent, the well diggers hurried to him. The village chief thought that the well digger had dug the well, but the answer of the well digger was not to dig water, but to dig a coffin.

"Have you dug up a coffin?" Yongguo people are all cremated, and there has never been a burial, how can there be a coffin?" the village chief asked suspiciously, and then asked the well digger to take him to check, and a group of villagers also followed to see the excitement.

When I came to the place where the well diggers usually dug the wells, I saw that many sand pits were exposed, and the sand pits were fixed with wooden planks to prevent sand from pouring into the sand pits. These pits are a testament to how human beings can survive in harsh conditions. The well digger led the villagers to a sand pit, and when he looked into the sand pit, he could indeed see a wooden plank resembling a wooden box under the sand pit. Because the sand has not been completely dug up, only part of the coffin is exposed. Some symbols could be faintly seen on the wooden board, and the village chief seemed to be familiar with them, and immediately had a bad premonition, so everyone hurriedly dug up the coffin.

After a while, three or four young men came down to the sand pit and took tools to dig the sand out of the pit. It didn't take long for the coffin to be fully revealed. The people erected four wooden pillars on the sand pit and tied them with hemp ropes. More than a dozen people worked together to lift the coffin up from under the sand pit. The wood used for this coffin is really unusual, like a steel bar.

They put the coffin on the sand, surrounded it, and took a closer look at what was buried under the sand. The coffin was no more than five feet long, and it didn't look like a man's coffin. There is no burial in Yongguo's custom, so everyone is curious about how there is a coffin here. I just mentioned that there are special symbols on the coffin, and there are some words. The village chief immediately walked over to the side where there was the text and looked at it.

After reading the above words, the village chief took a deep breath and said to everyone: "This is the coffin of the dry fish!"

"Drought Fish?" everyone made puzzled voices, as if they didn't know what a Drought Fish was. The village chief recalled the records of the past life left by the village, which said that in the first war between gods and demons thousands of years ago, there was a monster named Qi in the demon world. It is plagued all over its body and cannot be approached by anyone. Later, it was destroyed by the combined efforts of man and God, and its soul was scattered all over the world. One of the souls fell on the body of a woman in Yongguo, and the woman was eroded by the soul and turned into a zombie. Moreover, the female zombie can evaporate all the water around her, and the land she passes through is arid, the trees are withered, and the rivers are dry, like a drought coming, so it is called a drought. Half of the reason why Yongguo turned into a desert was because of drought. Later, the drought was sealed, and I don't know where it was buried, but I didn't expect it to be in the underground of the well dug in this village on weekdays.

Hearing what the village said, someone touched the coffin and found that the coffin was still warm, and it seemed that it was indeed not a dead person lying inside. The village then looked at the pattern on the coffin, but he really didn't know anything about the rune and didn't know what it meant. However, now that it was certain that the coffin was lying in a drought, the village had an idea.

"It is rumored that drought is caused by drought, and if you whip a drought, it will attract rain. We don't think we can get any water back from the river in the desert, but the drought is here, and if the genealogy is correct, as long as we fight the drought fish, we can make it rain. ”

"What does the village mean is to open the coffin?" the villagers confirmed the village chief's words, after all, everyone knew nothing about the drought, but if it did rain after whipping the drought, it would definitely be worth a try.

One man ran back to the village, retrieved a long whip, and brought back props to open the coffin. Everyone was holding a crowbar, and four or five people worked together, but the coffin didn't move at all. Only then did they realize that the coffin was not nailed shut, and it seemed that it was the runes on the coffin board that stopped the coffin. But everyone knows nothing about runes, and they don't know how to decipher the runes on the coffin board.

Everyone was in trouble, and the well digger saw that everyone's action of opening the coffin had stopped, so he went to find a nearby place to dig the well. It's rare to see someone as dedicated to his job as he is, and even if everyone does open the coffin, whip the drought, and it rains, his work will not stop.

One of the villagers looked at the various runes on the coffin, and immediately felt distraught, and picked up the iron pickaxe in his hand and struck the coffin board. With this knock, part of the runes on the coffin were scraped off. It was the angry action of the villagers that destroyed the complete runes on the coffin. At this time, the coffin suddenly shook, and everyone immediately became nervous. Then, the coffin began to shake violently, like a pot of boiling hot water, and the heat inside was constantly gushing outward. Finally, the coffin stopped shaking, and everyone dared to approach. But just as everyone approached, the lid of the coffin suddenly opened, and black gas rushed out from inside. This black gas has a pungent and disgusting smell, which immediately makes everyone feel sick. Everyone squinted in the black smoke, only to realize that someone seemed to have come out of the coffin!

"Strike her with a whip!" the village chief shouted at the man with the whip, who immediately struck the man with the whip at the face of the man. When the whip went down, it seemed that no sound of whipping was heard, and the whipper himself was fluted. But before he could react, a force suddenly pulled him away. I saw that the villagers were dragged into the coffin and let out a scream.

When the crowd heard someone screaming, they were so frightened that they ran away. But at this moment, black smoke suddenly rushed towards them, and surrounded them heavily. In the black smoke, they were in agony, and suddenly their bodies began to become thin and thin, and the water in their bodies was vaporized. The black smoke cleared, and more than a dozen dried corpses appeared on the ground.

The only survivor was the well digger, who squatted in a sand pit just over a meter deep, not daring to come out. He shuddered, held his breath, and tentatively poked his head out to see what was going on outside. Half of his head was visible on the sand, and he could already see that the black smoke had cleared outside, and many dried corpses appeared on the ground. And next to the coffin, a woman with long red hair stood, with her back to him. Just as the well digger was about to retract his head, hoping that he would be able to avoid the disaster, the drought suddenly looked back at him, and scared the well digger into a coma in the sand pit.

As she approached the bunker, she could finally see her face: it was a woman only five feet tall, with red hair and skin. Her body is not as hydrated as a human, and it seems that there is no water in her body at all. She also had no pupils in her eyes, and there was a crack on her face, a mark like a crack in a stone, that had not healed.

When the drought saw the unconscious well digger, he did not kill him. Originally, anyone who approached her would have been heated, perhaps because the well digger had fallen into the sand pit, and there was really a dark river under the sand pit where he was lying, so the well digger was fine. She looked up at the glare sun overhead, without blinking. She thought for a moment, as if she was thinking about what the world had become of in the countless years she had been lying in a coffin. Finally, she whispered and said a person's name: "Erju, where are you now?"