Discussions came and went, and the three of them couldn't help but feel worried about the days when they went on.

The distribution of water has been reduced one after another, and this situation has lasted for nearly two months, and today is the largest reduction, causing so many deaths and injuries in an instant.

Ear Cat said that there are almost no ordinary people who get the water today, and most of the water has been snatched by cultivators, and if the distribution is reduced again, the chance of them picking up the iron kettle will become smaller and smaller.

Zheng Qiu scratched his head and guessed: "This clear water is decreasing so quickly, you say, could it be that there is something wrong with the spring." ”

Ma Peng sighed: "Even if there is a problem with the spring, what can we do? The great wilderness is so big, we can't get out at all, so let's leave it to fate." ”

The executor who saw Zheng Qiu pouring water walked through the narrow alleys and around the scattered stone houses, his eyes sweeping over the passers-by, as if looking for something.

Soon, he set his sights on a cultivator, who was a little thin, with a lot of patches on his clothes, an iron kettle belt hanging from his waist, and his walking steps were a little heavy, as if he was physically exhausted.

The commander leaned over and stopped before the man.

"Get out of ......" The cultivator was in a bad mood and waved his hand to push the person in front of him away, but as soon as his hand was raised, he saw the bright red word "Ling" on his clothes.

So he hurriedly held back the words behind him, took a few steps back, and smiled: "Lord Commander, is there anything wrong with you?"

The executor observed the thin man's expression and said in a confident tone, "You didn't get water." ”

The thin cultivator's face suddenly fell: "No, I don't cultivate enough, I can't rob others." ”

Hearing this, an imperceptible smile flashed in the commander's eyes: "Then I'll give you a chance so that you can get water." ”

The voice of the commander was like a rain of rain after a long drought, and the thin man was so happy that he untied the iron kettle strap and hugged it to his chest, thinking that the commander would give him water.

However, the executor did not make any move, but said flatly: "I let you get water, not give you water." On the way to the northwest side of the city wall, there were three little beggars with water hidden in them. ”

Seeing the thin man's eyes light up, the executor also added: "The three children are all ordinary people. ”

"Thank you, thank you, your lord!"

The exemplar ignored the thin man who thanked him again and again, jumped directly onto the roof, and disappeared in a hurry.

The expression of joy on the thin man's face immediately changed to doubt, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong, the executor had always been ruthless, when would he care about the life or death of others.

Moreover, among the hundreds of executors, there is no one he knows, how can he be taken care of by the exechets, this matter is strange.

The thin man hesitated again and again, and his thirst for water gradually took over, and he pondered to take a look first, if it was really three beggars who had not cultivated, then it would not be too late to snatch it.

Thinking of this, he fastened the iron kettle belt, pulled up the cloth towel by the collar to cover his face, and rushed to the northwest side.

The thin man cultivator walked through the narrow alleys, and did not jump onto the roof, and there was a water point nearby, where there was still a fierce fight.

Far away from the area of the fight, he turned out of a stone house, and three children in tattered clothes came into his sight not far away.

Could it be that these three are the little beggars that the Governor said?

The thin man looked around, quietly climbed up to the stone house next to him, and carefully followed along the roof.

Squaaning on the roof, he squinted his eyes and observed carefully, these three little beggars were indeed children, two of them were heavy and floating, they should be ordinary people who had not cultivated.

But one of the children walked significantly brisker than the other two, and his breathing was also smoother than the other two, and he seemed to have some foundation in cultivation.

The thin man couldn't figure it out, so he decided to test it before he started.

He jumped off the roof, turned into a nearby alley, and circled the little beggar. Then he saw the opportunity, stumbled out of the alley, and fell down in front of the little beggar with a thud.

Zheng Qiu and the three of them were walking on the path and were about to approach the city wall where they were hiding, when a person suddenly rushed out of the alley next to them and stumbled to the ground.

Zheng Qiu and the others were startled and hurriedly retreated.

"Shhh......h

Zheng Qiu and the three of them looked at each other, and Ma Peng reminded in a low voice: "This person has an iron kettle belt hanging from his waist, it may be a cultivator, everyone be careful." ”

The eared cat nodded and replied, "I'll lean over and take a look first, and if the situation is not right, you will run." ”

After speaking, the eared cat looked at the thin man who was sitting on the ground and screamed bitterly, and got closer a little.

The thin man glanced up and found that the little beggar he was leaning on was an ordinary person, and the child who seemed to have a cultivation foundation was still standing in the distance.

He frowned slightly, quietly stopped the exercise, and then grinned and said to the eared cat: "Child, pull me, my foot is broken." ”

The eared cat walked to a position half a foot away from the thin man, stopped and asked, "Who are you?

"Yes, but this time the fight is so bad, I'm just an ordinary person, how can I get water. ”

The thin man raised his hand on the ground, sighed and wiped his tears, and the yellow sand on his hands covered his face.

"When those cultivators saw that I had an iron kettle belt on me, they chased after me vigorously, and it was not easy to get rid of them, but this time they broke their feet. ”

Hearing this, the eared cat thought about it and asked, "Then why don't you throw away the iron kettle belt, so that people won't chase you." ”

The thin man shook his head again and again: "No, absolutely not! My family is so poor, there is only this iron kettle belt in total, if you throw it away, how will the old and young in the family live!"

The thin man said as he watched the little beggar's reaction.

Seeing that the little beggar began to hesitate, he immediately added: "Pull me and help me go half an alley to the west, where there is a place to hide, you just throw me there." ”

After listening to the thin man's words, the eared cat felt that this man was quite sensible and knew how to avoid leading the troubles to others, so he walked up to the thin man, grabbed the thin man's arm and lifted him up.

But no matter how thin the thin man is, he is also an adult, and he deliberately relaxes his legs to let his body fall down, how can the eared cat be pulled up alone.

"Oops, oops!" the thin man cried out in pain and said to the eared cat, "Hey, no, you can't pull me alone, child." Are those two your friends? Let them help!"

The eared cat turned around and greeted loudly: "Zheng Qiu, Ma Peng, he is not a cultivator, you come over and help, I can't pull it." ”

Zheng Qiu and Ma Peng glanced at each other, and immediately ran over to help the eared cat, and the two of them held their arms and pulled the thin man up.

With the support of the three children, the thin man walked on tiptoe, jumping and jumping on one leg into the alley, still shouting: "Hiss, it hurts! Slow down, slow down!"

And the arm that was erected by Zheng Qiu swept a trace of energy, and quickly swept over Zheng Qiu's shoulder.

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