Chapter 113: The water is fighting and killing each other
The houses on the side of the street were all made of rubble walls, and Zheng Qiu grabbed his fingers into the cracks in the stones and climbed up the walls.
Climbing about four feet high, he turned his head and looked into the middle of the crowd.
The crowd was still two zhang away from the safe distance where fighting was prohibited, and in the two-zhang wide circle, dozens of cultivators held weapons and wore iron kettle belts around their waists, forcing the others back viciously.
There were a lot of unlucky people lying on the ground, and the yellow sand ground was dyed with a big red circle, and a faint fishy smell filled the air.
"Stand back, dare to take a step closer, and we'll call him a different place!"
"Show your hands, don't draw your sword!"
"What do you see, die!"
The brilliance of the spirit continued to flash, and the water collectors standing at the front of the crowd fell one after another, but the crowd did not retreat, on the contrary, there was a tendency to move in.
These people who are blocking the water are the famous treasure hunting team of the Great Wilderness Lonely City.
This is a team of like-minded cultivators formed together in the name of searching for treasures buried in the Great Wilderness.
But they weren't just looking for treasure, these teams were robbing water and food, occupying good settlements in the city, robbing other cultivators, and breaking into the homes of ordinary people to do whatever they wanted.
Therefore, the treasure hunting team was also called a bandit team, and the behavior of these cultivators was no different from that of bandits.
"Ma Peng, Eared Cat, the wicked people of the treasure hunt team have stopped everyone and can't get water. Zheng Qiu observed for a moment, lowered his head and said to the two people squatting in the corner.
Ma Peng shrugged his shoulders and looked very relaxed: "Don't worry, it's the same for the first few times, in the end, these villains will fight on their own, and then we will pick up the iron kettle." ”
The eared cat nodded and said, "Yes, they will definitely fight, Zheng Qiu, just continue to observe." ”
Zheng Qiu looked at it for a while, moved his hands and feet and crawled directly from the wall back to the ground, his face was pale and he seemed to be very uncomfortable.
Seeing Zheng Qiu's appearance, the eared cat patted him on the back and asked, "What's wrong with you?" Is it that the pits at noon are uncomfortable to eat?"
Zheng Qiu shook his head, took two deep breaths, and replied, "It's terrifying, it's scary, those guys are killing people inside." At least fifty of them died, no, maybe a hundred......"
Hearing Zheng Qiu's words, Ear Cat and Ma Peng glanced at each other, and their faces became ugly.
Although there was a fight in the past, it was also after the water was fetched, and the fight started before the water was taken, and there were not so many people killed before.
Today's distribution of clean water has not yet begun, and it has already been done like this, which seems to be related to the decrease in the total amount of water.
The eared cat hesitated a little and persuaded: "Why don't you forget it this time." Fighting so hard, I'm afraid we don't have the luck to pick up the iron kettle, and it's not worth putting our lives on the line. ”
Ma Peng thought for a while, and finally shook his head and refused: "No, I have to pick up water this time."
Last time we picked up an iron kettle, it was not enough for three people to drink, and if we gave up this time, we would not be able to last the next time we distributed water. ”
Hearing this, Zheng Qiu gritted his teeth and leaned towards the crowd.
The eared cat hurriedly grabbed him: "Zheng Qiu, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to pick up the kettle. ”
"It's too dangerous, you can't go alone. ”
Zheng Qiu shook off the eared cat's hand and replied seriously: "It's dangerous to go together, I eat a small amount, even if I am injured, you can survive by sharing my rations casually." Let me go, I go the most appropriate. ”
The eared cat stared at Zheng Qiu's eyes, stared blankly for a while, and nodded: "Okay, you be careful, just run away if the situation is wrong." ”
Then he turned out the simple dagger hidden in his clothes and stuffed it into Zheng Qiu's hand: "Take this, you can still use it to save your life." ”
Zheng Qiu took the dagger, carefully wrapped it around the cuffs, and gave the eared cat and Ma Peng a reassuring look, and slowly leaned towards the crowd.
"You're close to the forbidden fight, watch your position!" the Commander reminded the treasure hunting team with a cold eye.
The words of the Executor were heard not only by the treasure hunting party, but also by those in the outer circle, and the crowd suddenly erupted in a shout, pressing towards the center like a tidal wave.
After all, these treasure hunting teams are less than 100 people, and they just relied on brutal means to calm the crowd, but now in the face of the sudden impact of the crowd, how dare they use their arms as cars.
The people of these treasure hunting teams turned around one after another, rushed into the range of three feet, and untied the iron kettle belt to get water.
The commander beckoned, and the three big men by the tin bucket climbed into the wooden cart, lifted the lid of the bucket, and picked up the long-handled iron spoon to fetch water for the people around him.
The crowd then rushed to the scene, regardless of men, women and children, tall and short, fat and thin, everyone untied the iron kettle belt and held it high for the big man to fetch water.
The people who were still gathered three feet away could see it, and their eyes were red, as if they were about to drip blood. They drew their weapons and slashed at the people in front of them with strange screams, as if they were about to kill into the range of the water.
From time to time, cultivators rose into the air and wanted to fly to the center, but they were all forced to the ground by nearby attacks, and a few of them did not have a high cultivation level, and they died on the spot when they flew up.
Zheng Qiu suppressed the nausea that was surging in his abdomen, dipped his palm on the ground with the blood flowing from his forehead, and wiped it on his body.
Then he lay on his stomach on the ground, rolled over a slowly cooling body, and crawled in the direction of the center.
"I'm going to pick up water, I'm going to pick up water!" he repeated over and over again in his mind, keeping his mind focused on the right goal.
The one serving of water in the mouth of the commander can only fill five iron kettles, so the one hundred and fifty parts of water in the large bucket can only fill seven hundred and fifty iron kettles at most.
There were more than seven hundred and fifty people gathered around this water point, not to mention that each of them carried a large string of iron kettles.
Soon, the loud shouts of the executors came from the middle of the crowd, and the shouts were like spring thunder, rumbling and rolling over, obviously the result of Yun Gong raising his volume.
"One hundred and fifty parts of water have been distributed, everyone give way, and those who violate it will be punished as rebels against the city lord! One hundred and fifty parts of water have been distributed......
Wave after wave of voices, the crowd gradually moved out of the way, and the three big men quickly climbed down the wooden cart, and the cart followed the executor away.
As soon as the commander left the crowd, a large area of brilliance rose up, the air wave exploded wildly, the shouts of battle mixed with the sound of weapons clashing, and the raised yellow sand covered the sky and the sun, making it impossible to see anything half a foot away.
Zheng Qiu lifted a body that had not yet cooled down, and slowly drilled underneath, but his eyes looked out along the ground, waiting for the iron kettle to fly out of the crowd.
Zheng Qiu was still more than four zhang away from the place where he was fighting, and the people who were fighting for life and death in front of him would not notice this.
Bang, the wave of qi slammed into the chest of an elderly cultivator, and the old man cried out in pain, jumping high to unload the force of the impact.
But before his feet left the ground, another wave of air swept to his waist.
Click, the iron kettle belt broke in response, and the iron kettle flew far away, fell to the ground and gurgled and rolled.
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