It's really a total darkness.

That kind of bone-chilling feeling, as if there were hundreds of feet of ice buried underground, even Lu Zheng's divine consciousness was slightly affected, and there was a kind of pulling that seemed to want to attract the water spirit qi in his body.

Under this inconspicuous piece of yellow earth, ten meters away, there must be some mysterious power hidden, and it is this force that attracts the nearby water veins, causing the land to dry and the grain to fail.

Looking at the ground under his feet, Lu Zheng fell into deep doubts, what is that?

The old couple sighed for a while, and since the water had been pulled, it was always necessary to pour it anyway, so they had to untie the hose and continue irrigation.

Lu Zheng didn't go over to help, but once again concentrated on running the Secret Technique, and drilled into the hole that absorbed water with the flow of water.

In the dry soil, he kept moving forward, through the rubble and rocks, and as the depth continued to increase, the cold appeared again, but this time Lu Zheng had already taken precautions, and immediately used the water control technique to control the water flow, slow down the castration, and gradually spread.

The power of Yin Han immediately rebounded, turning into an ice hand, tightly gripping the water and pulling it to the ground.

Lu Zheng immediately increased his strength, and that power was immediately feedback, and more ice hands continued to grasp the water flow to the death, and after a tug-of-war, the Yin Cold power no longer increased, and it had probably reached its limit.

At this moment, Lu Zheng had already estimated the difference in strength between the two sides, because he only used less than forty percent of his strength. When he used fifty percent of his strength, control began to gradually break free from the shackles of the ice hand.

But that's it.

Just as Lu Zheng was about to completely control the flow of water, a dry and hoarse sound suddenly came from the depths of the ground, like a large piece of phlegm blocked in his throat, which sounded extremely palpable.

The ground seemed to tremble, and there was a clatter of branches and leaves grinding in the cornfield.

Kara snorted.

There was a thunderclap in the flat field, and a flash of fire suddenly slashed from the sky, destroying a cornfield in an instant, and the flames burned brightly, and the branches and leaves of the stalks crackled.

The old couple was so frightened that they squatted on the ground. Dumbfounded, he stared at the blackened cornfield in front of him.

Lu Zheng didn't care about fighting with the power of the cold anymore, so he took three steps and two steps to the old couple, and looked up at the sky. The thunder and lightning just now was definitely not a force of nature.

When he senses the underground water again. It was found that all of them had been sucked away.

It was it that brought it.

Lu Zheng's heart sank, although the cold power was inferior to him, but the nature was so similar, it could also control the water source, but a dragon qi to the yang. But the power was chilling.

Only then did the old couple react, hurriedly picked up a shovel and scoop, and hurriedly began to extinguish the fire. But in the early autumn, the weather is still a little dry, and the corn is so dry and yellow that if the fire starts, the terraced crops here will be completely destroyed.

At this time, I can't hesitate anymore.

The dragon scales on his chest were running at full speed, and a gray canopy in the sky above the mountains in the distance advanced rapidly, accompanied by bursts of rumbling thunder. But there was no wind, only dark clouds kept gathering, the sky was dark, and the air was damp and stuffy, which made people feel extremely oppressive.

"Uncle, go back quickly, it's going to rain soon. ”

The old couple stared at the dark clouds in the sky and almost didn't bite their tongues. The weather forecast clearly says that there will be no rain in a week, why is it that such a big dark cloud floats in the blink of an eye?

But the old man soon became happy. smiled: "Young man, what you said is really accurate. It's going to rain, it's raining, it's good to have a little more. ”

The old lady was worried: "It's good to rain." But if it's going to be big in a while. Why don't we go back? If you fall on one foot, you'll be in trouble. ”

The old man smiled and said, "It's okay, you can shelter from the rain over there." As he spoke, he pointed to the bluestone cliff not far away with his thin arm.

The old lady also glanced at him, and her head shook like a rattle: "No." No, taking shelter from the rain next to the grave, isn't this a bad touch? Let's go back quickly, the car will stay here, it won't be broken. ”

The thunder rolled, covering the old lady's voice, but Lu Zheng keenly heard a message.

Graves?

Lu Zheng's heart moved, and he said, "Auntie, what grave are you talking about?"

The old man grinned and said, "An old grave, nothing." I've been in the rain before, and I've always gone there to take shelter. It's a shower, and it won't be long. ”

"Okay, let's take shelter from the rain. ”

Lu Zheng's original intention was to extinguish the fire, and he would not rain a lot, because the rain seemed to have a great attraction to the power of the underground.

If it is a rainstorm, it is indeed hearty, but it will only cheapen others in vain.

"Howler. The old man shouted hello, and his eyebrows flew and danced: "Let's carry the rain in the past, and there is an allusion to the grave." This is the business of our ancestors. ”

"Let's go, follow me. ”

Although the old lady looked reluctant, she could only follow the old man now. Lu Zheng took advantage of the two of them to turn around, stretched out his hand behind him, and a puddle of rain flew out along his fingertips, extinguishing the burning flames.

A real rainstorm requires a lot of water, and even a dragon has to go to a place where there is water to get water in order for it to rain. However, small-scale rainfall can be done by condensing the water vapor that permeates the Dragon Palace.

Take a detour along the terraced path, and you don't have to go far to turn to the bottom of the cliff. The entire cliff is recessed, which happens to form a bowl-shaped space, which can shelter from the wind and rain.

Drilling under the cliff, Lu Zheng saw at a glance that there were two bluestone slabs paved in the innermost, and inside stood an ancient tomb with moss that was red and purple, as if covered with a layer of patina. The tomb is small, like a small pavilion, made of bluestone.

There is no inscription on it, and the age of the burial can not be seen, and the couplets are engraved on both sides of the ancient tomb:

The son under the window of Bisha has a long love, and the beauty in Loess Longzhong has a thin life.

The tombstone is engraved with a line of words: The tomb of the third young lady of Qiao, the Li family.

The old lady was full of unease, her hands were folded in front of the tomb, and her mouth was chanting: "The ancestors are not strange, the ancestors are not strange." ”

Looking at this ancient tomb, the expression on Lu Zheng's face gradually became solemn, a layer of moss on the tomb stone, wet and seeping out, a kind of yin qi emanating from the cracks in the tombstone.

That chill was almost the same as the force of the battle just now.

Looking at the direction of this ancient tomb, it is seven or eight meters deep under the official cliff.

The old man didn't notice Lu Zheng's face, pointed to the cliff with a smile, and said, "If you want to talk about this allusion, you have to start with the rouge river in front." ”

"Rouge River?"

Following the direction of his finger, a ditch was winding from west to east not far away, but the ditch had long since dried up, and there were rocks and no grass.

"Yes. It's the ditch in front. ”

"When did you run out of water?"

The old man showed a reminiscent expression and said, "I want to think about it, this creek still had water last year." It must have been during the Chinese New Year, when it snowed, and there was still a lot of water, but after the summer, there was no water. ”

The fields began to dry half a year ago, and the Rouge River dried up half a year ago.

And on the bluestone of this ancient tomb, there are strange water droplets that infiltrate outward! (To be continued.) )