Chapter 8: Immortal Eternal Life
Yes, Li Feng just woke up.
Yesterday I was a little too tired, and I slept until the sun dried my buttocks, and when I saw the time, I came over without washing my face.
As for the image?
I am here to help them solve the drought, and I am a god-like being, what kind of image do I want.
Besides, if he really combs his back and wears a suit and tie, he doesn't necessarily appreciate the movement.
Li Feng waved his hand: "You're welcome, I'll help you solve it now." You have a well here. ”
Well?
Didn't the gods wave their hands and it rained heavily, what to do in the well?
Li Wenxiu had doubts, but he didn't dare to ask more: "Yes, the gods come with me." ”
Li Feng glanced at the twelve guards and pointed to the generators and water pumps on the ground: "You carry these and follow me." ”
On a dry and hot day, you have to move things.
But the immortal gave an order, and the twelve guards dared not obey, so they hurriedly lifted it up and followed behind the immortal and the national teacher.
The pumps and generators were heavy, and it didn't take long for more than a dozen guards to sweat and complain.
After walking for more than three minutes, he came across a deep well.
More than a dozen villagers are surrounding the deep well, and they are constantly drawing water from the deep well with wooden barrels.
Each villager was sweating, thin, and his lips were dry and peeling, but when he saw the water in the barrel, the villagers had a happy smile on their faces.
Despite the drought, there was still water in the well. They didn't die of thirst with some effort.
Li Wenxiu has lived in the village for a while, and everyone knows him clearly. As soon as they saw Li Wenxiu's arrival, more than a dozen villagers immediately stood up straight and knelt on the ground with their knees weak: "Welcome to the national teacher!"
Li Wenxiu waved his hand, with a people-friendly expression: "Get up, I invited a fairy for us, saying that he can help us solve the drought, and we are blessed." ”
As he spoke, Li Wenxiu turned around and bowed his hand slightly to Li Feng again: "Immortals, please help us." ”
As soon as they heard about the immortals, more than a dozen villagers instantly became interested.
Immortals, that's immortals!
More than a dozen villagers looked in the direction of Li Wenxiu's hand, but only saw a young man wearing strange clothes and only about 20 years old.
Well, this fairy is a little different from what I imagined.
Is this young man really a god?
How is it different from the legend, don't ordinary immortals grow old and have long beards, but why doesn't he have a little fairy aura and a sense of being high?
More than a dozen villagers muttered in their hearts.
But muttering and muttering, after all, this was called by the national teacher, and he must have his ability.
The villagers still bowed deeply to Li Feng: "Immortals, please help us!"
Li Feng's heart was slightly touched.
The drought of the earth has suffered these ordinary people.
Li Feng nodded slightly, signaling them to rest assured, and turned his head to look at the twelve guards: "Put the things here, you watch and study on the side, and when the time comes, after I leave, you can get water as I say." ”
Twelve guards put down the pumps, generators, and other things.
For a time, Li Feng became the focus of attention and a symbol of hope for the people present.
Li Wenxiu pinched the loose coarse cloth clothes slightly, looking slightly excited.
Immortals, it's finally time to start solving the drought!
......
Li Feng first tied the water pump to the rope and water pipe, and then threw it directly into the well in the surprise of everyone.
"What are the gods doing. ”
"How did he throw that iron lump into the well, how can we get water? ”
"This immortal can't be a fake, right? ”
"Shhhh ”
More than a dozen villagers were talking about it, and they were at a loss for what Li Feng had done.
On the contrary, Li Wenxiu and the twelve guards were already surprised.
This immortal in front of him...... Except for the absence of a trace, and the high-minded tone of speech, other aspects are indeed not very compatible with the immortals.
After Li Feng threw the pump into the well, he immediately connected the generator with a wire to make a socket.
After pouring gasoline into the generator, he turned the joystick twice in his hand, only to hear the sound of the generator, and the indicator light on the socket was already on.
It's powered on!
Li Feng first put the socket into the waterproof box, and then inserted the plug of the water pump into the socket, and at the moment of insertion, there was also a buzzing sound in the deep well.
......
The twelve soldiers around, more than a dozen villagers, and Li Wenxiu all stared blankly at Li Feng, as well as the sound of the pounding on the ground and the buzzing in the deep well.
What are those things, they make such strange noises, is this the method of the gods?
However, this immortal's method is inevitably too weird.
More than 20 people present frowned, their eyes were full of disbelief, but they didn't dare to say half a word.
That's when it happened.
"Sneer......"
A jet of water gushed out of the pipe.
It sprayed as high as four or five meters, and immediately turned into a little rain and dew and sprinkled on the cracked earth, sprinkled on everyone's face and body.
"Out of the water, out of the water!"
"Oh my God, the gods are so powerful, they are out of the water. ”
"So much water, so clear and sweet. ”
More than a dozen villagers cheered, and a few men directly took off their water-soaked clothes and danced happily.
As the water fell on the faces of the twelve guards, a smile appeared on their lips, and several opened their mouths to swallow the water falling from the sky.
Li Wenxiu looked at the water column that was five or six meters high, he was already in his fifties, his heart trembled suddenly, and then, a line of old tears burst out of his eyes.
So much water.
If the people are asked to lift buckets up, this has to be mentioned when.
The people are saved!
Li Wenxiu tried to calm himself down, he turned his head to look at Li Feng, and bowed deeply to him: "Immortal, thank you, let our people have water!"
After Li Wenxiu bowed, the twelve guards and more than a dozen villagers looked at Li Feng again, and there was still half a doubt in their eyes, and more than 20 people actually knelt down in front of Li Feng with weak legs at the same time.
"Immortals live forever. ”
"Blessed by the gods. ”
"Living immortals, immortals are above. ”
More than a dozen villagers kept kneeling and prostrating.
With their kneeling, the gentle female voice in Li Feng's mind sounded again, and the dialog box of the system popped up.
"Twenty-six people are worshipping you, earning ten points of faith. ”
Well, yes, I've got faith again, which is very good.
But......
Twenty-six people worship themselves before they get ten faith points?
Li Feng felt a little tired.
I remember that my younger brother Li Nan got one point by worshipping himself, and he got two points by worshipping himself. So many villagers and guards worship, how can it be only ten o'clock.
"Li Wenxiu is worshipping you, gaining three faith points. Halfway through the mission, keep up the good work. ”
Immediately after, the gentle female voice sounded again, and another dialog box popped up.
Li Wenxiu, is he just worshipping himself?
Li Feng was disappointed in his heart.
He has worked so hard, and those villagers and guards worship him, but unfortunately he is still a little far away from Li Wenxiu's worship.