The mural of the dragon king depicted on the wall can clearly be seen that the dragon lord is standing in the clouds, waving to the villagers with a smile on his face, and on his body, the ring-shaped magic weapon that subdues the bison is obviously missing.

Octagonal glazed well.

That magic weapon has been thrown into the octagonal glass well by the Dragon King.

Knowing this, Lu Zheng's heart couldn't hold back for a long time, and he looked up at the sky outside, it was ten o'clock in the morning, and it was a good time to secretly take the treasure at night.

Wrapping the owl and stuffing it into his backpack, Lu Zheng took the white fox out of the Dragon King Temple, went all the way down the mountain, and went straight to the Dragon King Feng.

After some searching, Lu Zheng was disappointed to find that the octagonal glazed well had disappeared.

Lu Zheng carefully supervised the entire two miles around the village, and found several wells, but they were all irrigation wells, and there were no octagonal glazed wells at all.

After inquiry, Lu Zheng learned that the glazed well had been contracted.

Legend has it that when the dragon lord left, he opened up a well with a magic instrument, and was later repaired into an octagonal glazed well by the local people, the water quality is clear and sweet, and it has not dried up for hundreds of years, and is known as a local wonder.

Good things are the easiest to be noticed, this perennial sweet spring water of the glazed well, attracted the attention of the heart, through a turnover, including the glazed well, dozens of acres of land, including the glazed well, contracted to open a winery.

Fengquan Liquor, relying on its unique water source, became an instant hit and became a leading local enterprise. The local people, on the contrary, have never drunk the well water of the glazed well.

The glazed well, which benefited the people, eventually became a tool for private profit, and the look of disappointment and sigh on the faces of the common people. You can know that this is actually a kind of sadness.

Coming to the rumored Fengquan Distillery, the building is indeed very magnificent, from seven o'clock in the morning, there are a continuous stream of luxury cars pouring into the field, and the trailers full of wine are full of Fengquan wine to be transported out one by one, which shows that the benefits of the factory are indeed good.

Lu Zheng and other idle people don't even have the qualifications to go in and visit.

These things are too realistic, and even Lu Zheng can't rush in and take away the magic weapon of Liulijing. And according to his observation, the glazed well was sealed into the factory, and there was basically no chance to see it.

If the dragon lord really left a magic weapon here, ten ** is the ring in the glazed well. But what can Lu Zheng do? Blatantly kill in, snatch the iron ring, make this perennial glazed well no longer magical, let this factory that relied on the glazed well to get rich collapse, and let those workers who work here lose their jobs from now on?

At present, Lu Zheng can't do it. According to his speculation. Even if the ring magic weapon existed, it had already lost its mana, and it only relied on the last bit of spiritual power to purify the water veins here.

For Lu Zheng. And not much use.

After the incident of the Xixiu Mountain Reservoir, those demons obviously saw Lu Zheng's power, and they would not choose to confront Lu Zheng head-on for a while.

Coming out of Fengquan Liquor, Lu Zheng temporarily put his mind down. Returned to the Yegou Reservoir and sent a water horse reconnaissance company to continue to pay attention to the situation at the Yegou Dam.

After last night's meeting. Tension was evident on the embankment.

In the tent, there was still the roar of Duan Shoujiang.

"What? You don't even have explosives? You fucking call you artillerymen? What kind of artillery are you just guns without shells? Are you fly-fighting artillery?".

"Report to the chief, after inspection, the two blocked floodways have been dredged. ”

"Fart! Those two holes were only checked the day before yesterday, and they are blocked to death! You are getting bolder and bolder, and you dare to talk nonsense in front of me!"

"It's true, chief, it's been completely unblocked. ”

Duan Shoujiang took a group of subordinates and hurriedly rushed to the embankment, and Zhao Zhen, who commanded the opening of the flood gate, hurriedly came up and reported: "Chief, I don't know what the reason is. The floodway, which was blocked yesterday, has been completely cleared when it was launched this morning. I've commanded the gates to open, chief, you see, everything is running smoothly at the moment. ”

Duan Shoujiang looked at the two sluice gates gushing out of the water, his brows were tangled together, obviously a little puzzled, and he muttered, "How is this possible?"

Everyone else looked at each other and couldn't answer.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, a thick cumulonimbus cloud came to the sky, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was enveloped, and the sky became extremely dark, and I couldn't see my toes, and it seemed that it was the middle of the night when the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Meteorological expert Zeng Yunjian's face became extremely ugly, Duan Shoujiang's expression was solemn, and he summoned the heads of various departments and held a last meeting in the tent.

Around four o'clock, thunder rolled in the sky, and lightning flashed one after another. The day completely turned into night, and white horses fell from the sky, and there was no rain at all, and it was all a splash of water, as if it was sprayed directly from the fire water gun.

The basin of water that came out of the house could be filled in the blink of an eye, and the people who were hit by the rainstorm couldn't open their eyes at all. The sound of crackling filled the whole world, and they were separated by a few steps, and they couldn't even hear clearly.

The water rises inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually overflowing the surface of the feet, ankles, and calves......

Transportation basically depends on swimming, communication basically depends on roaring, and even the most heroic soldiers can only carry sandbags and stakes, wade forward with difficulty, constantly falling, getting up, falling again, and getting up again......

"Zhao Zhen, immediately open the floodgates!"

"Wang Yuanchao, immediately telegraph to the commander-in-chief of flood control that Yegou Reservoir is in urgent need of reinforcements!"

"Chief, the water level of the reservoir has increased to 73 meters 92, which is 5 meters higher than the maximum water storage level!"

"Chief, I just received the news that the downstream Zhaojiazhai Dam has collapsed!"

"Chief, the Miyun Reservoir has collapsed and overflowed!"

"Chief, I suggest that the auxiliary dam be blown up immediately to increase the amount of flood discharge, and the strong man will break his wrist, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Fuck, fuck, you tell me, how to blow it up, how to blow it up, what about the explosives, what about the explosives? Just a few grenades in the warehouse?"

Duan Shoujiang's eyes were blood-red, like an angry lion, standing on the embankment and roaring loudly.

At about 9 o'clock in the evening, there was bad news, the arrival of a heavy rainstorm, two small reservoirs have burst one after another, and the downstream town of Shuangqiao has become a vast ocean.

"Chief, we suggest that you move immediately and set up a temporary command on the mountain. ”

"Put your mother's bullshit, I haven't seen any scenes. Fuck it, give it to me, give it to me!"

Duan Shoujiang took the lead, mobilized all the staff of the Yegou Reservoir, joined the armed police force and fire brigade transferred from the defense headquarters, and rushed to the dam.

Yes, there are indeed corrupt officials and corrupt officials in China and many ordinary people who hate it. However, in times of crisis, there are people who never forget their duties.

At three o'clock in the morning, a large area of the Yegou Dam overflowed, and the situation was critical.

In front of the embankment, countless soldiers wearing life jackets and bodies, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, covered with mud, formed a human dam, resisting the impact of the flood, singing passionate songs.

Maybe I'm saying goodbye and will never come back, do you understand?

Maybe I will fall and will never get up again, do you have to look forward to it forever?

If so, don't mourn, the flag of the republic has our blood-stained demeanor.

If so, don't mourn, the flag of the republic has our blood-stained demeanor.

Maybe I can't open my eyes again, do you understand my silent feelings?

Maybe I won't wake up from a long sleep, do you believe I turned into a mountain?

If so, don't be sad, the soil of the republic has the love we give.

If so, don't mourn, the flag of the republic has our blood-stained demeanor. (To be continued......)