The spring of Vientiane's renewal has passed without paying attention.

It was mid-April, and it was early summer.

Spring is the rainy season of lockdown, and now that the rainy season has passed, everyone is starting to panic.

At the end of the year, except for the rainy season, it basically does not rain, and now the water storage in the city is basically exhausted, and the only few streams outside the city are as thick as the mouth of the bowl.

If we continue like this, sooner or later we will encounter a drought.

The older generation of monks remembered the lockdown of the city decades ago, and the same was true when the main river gradually dried up until there was no grass at all.

I heard that a hundred years ago, the lockdown was a treasure land like a fairyland, but later there were successive dry seasons, rivers dried up, resources were scarce, monsters were rampant, and the people were struggling to make a living, and the population became smaller and smaller.

Ling Xi also has a headache, the rainy season has passed, even if there are few people in the city, the stream will not last for a few days.

Not to mention the people who still have a small amount of food at home, and the vegetation is gradually dying.

Ling Xi's face was full of sorrow, and he had already sent a monk of the water system to help the people of the city take care of the fields, and he also instructed Uncle Ling to make several large buckets of well water every other day, and distribute a small basin to each household.

The rain is gone, and the weather is getting hotter and hotter every day.

The spiritual plants in the spiritual field are much more durable than those in the mortal field, but they also need the monks to rain.

Although the water monks can convert their spiritual power into spiritual rain, the scarcity of water elements around them is extremely unfavorable to the water monks, and the rainfall is gradually decreasing.

By the end of April, there was not a drop of water left in either the stream or the well of the castle lord's mansion.

Without water, nothing can be done.

The city is now under lockdown every day, and the city guards can only take turns to carry water up the mountain to survive.

The city guards only dared to carry water downstream, and they couldn't carry too many people, so as not to disturb the upstream Jiedan Demon Beast.

Fortunately, more than half of the city's citizens are monks, and the monks are thirsty, and the remaining water sources are reserved for mortals without spiritual power in advance.

Ling Xi personally led the team to pick a grade of meditation herb, refined the meditation herb liquid to stabilize the mood, and dropped it into the spiritual liquid and diluted it with water, a little spiritual energy can replenish physical strength, and mortals can withstand it.

The diluted spiritual water can last a little longer.

Even if you don't have a complete Bigu monk, you can still take a sip or two.

The days were like this, and they lasted for half a month.

In mid-May, people in the city were already fainting from lack of water.

Moreover, the hunting team that went up the mountain to carry water picked dozens of buckets back and forth every day, which finally disturbed the demon beasts.

If it weren't for the second uncle, he would have been almost wiped out by the Jiedan demon beast, but fortunately, he ran fast, and the second uncle was only slightly injured.

As the city lord, Ling Xi naturally had to be responsible for everyone, and he suddenly frowned.

The city was short of water, and the main city could have been requested for support.

However, Uncle Ling said that her father had begged the main city, and only one sixth-order Jiedan monk was sent at the beginning, plus the second uncle, a total of three Jiedan monks, and they were still defeated by the demon beasts in the river.

Her father was even seriously injured, and he was not healed from his serious injuries and was worried about managing the city, and he couldn't survive the hard work day and night.

After that, his brother asked again, but the main city no longer sent people.

As a result, the current lockdown is no longer in charge of life and death.

Ling Xi clenched her fists, did she want to watch the people of the lockdown die?

She was worried, but Ling Feng had already hurried over.

"Cousin, many people in the city have formed groups to escape the lockdown."

“……”

Ling Xi's body trembled, is this to make the lockdown city a dead city?

Her hard work in the past year has finally improved a little, is it going to fall short like this?

No way!

Absolutely not!

She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth: "Ling Feng, you go out of the city to stabilize the people of the city, and gather them to the central square!" ”