One of the iron kettles rolled to Zheng Qiu's side, he glanced ahead, sneaked out, and quickly grabbed the iron kettle and hid under his body.

He shook the iron kettle, but there was no sound of clanging water, it was empty.

It seems that this cultivator didn't get the water, he wanted to rob others, but he was beaten down by someone else's backhand.

Zheng Qiu threw the iron kettle out, shrank on the ground and continued to wait, at this time, he couldn't be in a hurry, and he must not let others discover his traces.

"Get out of here!" With a roar, blue and green flames burst out of the crowd, like wild horses on the loose, unstoppably smashing into the road.

Immediately after, a man in a coarse cloth cloak and armed with a broad-faced broadsword broke out behind the light flame.

The cloak had cracked wide in the man's chest, revealing the silver rings of iron armor inside, and he had an iron kettle belt around his waist and a ring around his shoulders, and he seemed to be quite well prepared.

The man burst out of the crowd, stomping his right foot the ground, and at the same time throwing the knife in his hand into the air, intending to fly away from the place.

Just as he rushed out of the crowd, the shouts of many people sounded behind him.

"There's water in his kettle!"

"Stop him, there's water on him!"

"I saw him fetch water, don't let him run!"

Hearing these words, the person who had avoided it immediately stopped retreating, turned around to catch up, and attacked the man with red eyes.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the man hurriedly grabbed the tassel of the broadsword and dragged the broadsword back into his hand.

Then he opened his mouth and shouted, and swung three swords in a row to resist the flame wheel, and the flame wheel smashed the front air wave, and the violently diffused air flow blew dozens of attacks.

But the follow-up attacks were still approaching him, and in the blink of an eye, they were in front of him.

The man jumped up and wanted to fly just now, but at this time, his body was a foot above the ground, and there was nothing to borrow power from everywhere, only air.

In a hurry, he crossed the broadsword and urged the knife to sweep to the right. Suddenly, a wave of qi rushed out to the right, and he relied on the reaction force of the wave of qi to make his body float to the left.

However, this dodge speed was far slower than the speed of the attack, and the man only avoided three attacks before being smashed by a large wave of qi and weapons.

The thin ring of iron armor on the man's body was a good thing, and the weapon slammed into his chest, splashing a large handful of sparks, but those waves of qi were not something that the iron armor could stop.

The waves of qi smashed on his body one after another, causing his eyes to roll and his whole person to shake violently, and at the same time, the weapons that attacked his limbs were not blocked by iron armor, and red flowers were drawn in the air.

One of the swords swept past the man's waist, breaking the belt of the iron kettle, and then slammed into the iron kettle, sending it flying away.

The flying iron kettle fell to the ground like a scattered flower, gurgling and rolling, mingling with the other empty iron kettles on the ground.

Zheng Qiu lay on the ground and looked carefully, he heard the shouting of the crowd just now, and knew that these iron kettles were filled with water.

Looking up at the front, those cultivators were busy snatching the iron kettle belt on the man's shoulder, and they didn't have time to come to the ground to sift through them one by one.

Zheng Qiu leaned out, quickly grabbed the nearest three iron kettles, and flipped his palm, two of them had water in them, enough to last until the next distribution.

He immediately hid the iron kettle in his clothes, lay on the ground, and moved into the distance little by little, the speed was extremely slow, and the cultivators who were busy fighting didn't notice that there were still people moving here.

After a long time, Zheng Qiu finally quietly approached the corner of the street, he looked around and saw no human figure, so he immediately got up and ran into the alley with his waist bent.

In the alley, Ma Peng and the eared cat were very anxious, and the two of them kept walking in circles, touching their heads with their hands for a while, and clenching their fists for a while, as if there was nowhere to put them.

The eared cat looked at Ma Peng, and his face was full of worry: "Ma Peng, why hasn't Zheng Qiu come back yet, will it be ......?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Zheng Qiu is fine, trust him!" Ma Peng shook his head and looked in the direction of the alley.

At this glance, his face suddenly became happy, and the whole person jumped up: "It's here! Zheng Qiu is here!"

Ma Peng and the eared cat were elated, and ran forward to hug Zheng Qiu, but were pushed by Zheng Qiu with his hand.

Zheng Qiu protected his chest and stomach, and said in a low voice: "Be careful, there are pots, two full ones." ”

Ma Peng clenched his fist and smashed it into his palm: "Great! I'll just say Zheng Qiu can do it!"

As he spoke, he pulled back his collar and prepared to take the water bladder out.

The eared cat stopped him: "Don't! It's too close, we'll be discovered, let's go to the dung room, there's definitely no one there." ”

There is no grass and trees in the great wilderness, and there is no charcoal in nature, so the fire here is to burn a special thing, dung cake.

The so-called dung cake is to dry the excrement of people or animals, add the powder to remove the odor, and press it into a round cake with a mold.

In the lonely city of the Great Wilderness, there are six houses dedicated to drying dung, which have an iron roof, and the roof can be opened and closed to let the sun in.

The dung room is stacked with raw materials that have not been deodorized, so the smell around is so strong that no one wants to come near it except for the craftsmen who make the dung cakes.

Zheng Qiu and the three ran to the nearest dung drying room, grabbed their clothes to cover their mouths and noses, and squatted in the corner.

"Ahem, vomit ......" Ma Peng retched a few times, took out the water bladder from the collar, opened the lid on it, and Zheng Qiu took out the iron kettle and handed it to Ma Peng.

He also did not forget to remind Ma Peng: "Hold back, don't vomit, don't spill the water." ”

Ma Peng nodded, carefully tilting the iron kettle, and the precious clear water flowed out of it, gathering into a thin line of water and pouring into the bag.

The eared cat stood in front of the main entrance of the drying room, vigilantly looking around to see if anyone was approaching.

In a short time, both iron kettles were emptied, and Ma Peng closed the lid of the water bladder and carefully stuffed it back into his clothes.

"Okay, let's go!" Ma Peng tied up his clothes and beckoned Zheng Qiu and the eared cat to leave together.

Zheng Qiu looked at the empty iron kettle thrown on the ground, thought about it, picked up one, grabbed some dry manure from the drying room and put it in. Then he hid the iron kettle in his clothes and hurried after Ma Peng.

However, Zheng Qiu and the others didn't know that on the top of a stone house not far from the dung drying room, there was a squatting person.

This person was wearing a gray and yellow robe, and his head was tightly wrapped in a gray cloth, and the process of Ma Peng and Zheng Qiu pouring water into the water bladder just now was watched by him without a bare look.

Seeing Zheng Qiu and the three of them leaving, the people on the roof also stood up, and with his movements, the bright red word "Ling" on his clothes was revealed, this was the person who ordered the order.

The executor looked in the direction where Zheng Qiu and the others had left, turned around and jumped into the opposite street, disappearing between the scattered stone houses.

The three children walked to the walled hideout, gossiping along the way.

The eared cat danced and told his companion what he had seen: "I climbed up to the wall and looked, and it was really fierce, loud and colorful. ”

Zheng Qiu added to the scene he saw: "You guys didn't get close, it's very disgusting, there are people lying everywhere on the ground, and I've never fought like this before." ”

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