Zhu Minglang asked Xiaobai to explore the black lake under the crack.

The Black Lake is very large, storing enough water to irrigate all the vegetation in this whole Lihuagou, and there are many precious stones at the bottom of the lake.

Xiao Bai looked around, and really didn't see any mourning dragons, not even the saliva, hair, and footprints of the mourning dragons.

This kind of place is as clean as a secret place, and no creature has ever set foot on it.

Easily swept away all the gems at the bottom of the lake and put them into the Qiankun spell of the Bingchen White Dragon, Xiao Bai returned to the ground and told Zhu Minglang the details of the Black Lake in the cave.

"Since the water source has been purified, it can be regarded as a great achievement, let's go back to the first cottage. Zhu Minglang said.

"What about those mourning dragons who have disappeared in the stone village?" asked Hu Bailing.

"If they want to hide, they will destroy the entire cave in Lihuagou, and they may not be able to find out where they are hiding, and that's all we can do. Zhu Minglang said.

"Yes. Hu Bailing nodded.

The Dead Dragons are a group of extremely tenacious creatures, and there is no real extinction from the beginning to the end, just like weeds, which will be all over again immediately after the spring rains of the next year!

At present, it is already very good to be able to help Lihuagou resolve the crisis of water sources, but as for where the mourning dragon tribes in the stone village have fled, I am afraid that there will be no results.

......

Leaving the ridge, while it was still dark, the group returned to the first village of Lihuagou.

After solving the problem of water source, Lihuagou should also be able to regain its original vitality, as for those mourning dragons who suddenly disappeared, I am afraid that they have found a new cave and began to recuperate.

The scary thing about the dragons is that they are intelligent enough that when they know that they have lost their hunting opportunities and that their own species is threatened, they will immediately go into hiding, silent for a while, waiting for the opportunity to return.

However, without the Awakening Demon Fruit, the threat of those mourning dragons to Lihuagou would also be greatly reduced.

On the way back, Zhu Minglang remained a little silent.

The same Li Xinghua also fell into deep thought.

The yin spirit girl also didn't say a word.

......

Approaching nightfall, they returned to the first village of Lihuagou.

The wrinkled old patriarch smiled as he personally welcomed the return of several heroic warriors and presented a lot of food and wine.

Zhu Minglang didn't have much appetite, especially when he thought of the secret hidden in this pear blossom ditch, and felt that this village was full of weirdness.

He just wanted to get out of here right now.

Hu Bailing was ignorant of all this, she accepted the warm hospitality of the villagers, and mentioned her childhood friend to the old patriarch to know her current situation.

"She, she had a serious illness the year before last, and she was sent outside for treatment, but she didn't come back, and we don't know if she was cured and didn't plan to return to Lihuagou, or died of illness outside. The Pleats Patriarch sighed.

Hu Bailing's face was full of consternation, she didn't know that such a thing had happened, although she herself hadn't stepped into Lihuagou for many years, and she hadn't had much contact with that childhood friend, but when she heard her unfortunate news, she would still be sad about it after all.

"Natural disasters, birth, old age, sickness and death are all the norm. Pleats patriarch Song Xunshan said.

"It's indeed the norm, but you Lihuagou have a longevity secret to saving your clansmen from this, don't you?" Zhu Minglang smiled and said to the old patriarch with a wrinkled face.

The old patriarch was holding a wine bowl, his hands hanging in the air, and his deep eyes were staring at Zhu Minglang.

"You stipulate that the clansmen can't leave Lihuagou, in fact, they have no quarrel with the world, and they want to live quietly in a place where there is no strife, war, and intrigue, isn't this your way to avoid man-made disasters?" Zhu Minglang then spit out the unfinished words.

After hearing this, the patriarch Song Xunshan drank the wine in front of him again and laughed.

"We have other things to deal with, so we won't spend the night in the village, and we will leave Lihuagou in a while, and the next fight with the mourning dragon will depend on you. Zhu Minglang said.

"Although we still hope that you can eliminate more Mourning Dragons for us, we also know that Mourning Dragons are cunning, once they hide, it will be a waste of time to keep you here, thank you again for everything Runyu City has done for us in Lihuagou, we have also prepared some gems, please take them with you. Song Xunshan said.

Zhu Minglang didn't refuse, although he had already obtained a cart of gems, but who would have too many gems?

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The night was thick, and Zhu Minglang and his party left Lihuagou.

The mountain road is complicated, and it will take some time to get out of this special flower ditch.

There are still no insects and birds in this mountain forest, let alone some wandering beasts, and the ravine shrouded in night is too quiet.

After walking for about a mile or two, Nan Yushao, who felt the strange atmosphere, finally spoke, and she asked Zhu Minglang: "Obviously it hasn't been completely solved, why did you leave like this, aren't you worried about the comeback of those mourning dragons?"

Similarly, Nan Yusao didn't understand, why did my sister let those mourning dragons continue to hide in Lihuagou, you must know that those mourning dragons slaughtered the people of an entire village, such a horrific thing, if it happened in other villages, as a prophet, Li Xinghua, was not afraid of nightmares?

"I don't want to stay in this place for a moment. Zhu Minglang snorted coldly, recalling some details of entering Lihuagou, and he was even more creepy.

"What the hell is going on?" Hu Bailing wondered.

"Actually, I've always wanted to say, but it's hard to mention, don't you think the people in the village are weird, there are only a few people who talk to us from beginning to end, and they don't take us to visit other parts of the village at all, and then we say we want to leave, I wish we could leave quickly......" Fang Niannian said in a small voice.

"Niannian, what do you think?" asked Zhu Minglang.

"I can't say it, it's just that the whole village is very weird...... Although each house is lit up, it lacks a kind of popularity. I didn't see the children playing near the house, I didn't see anyone shouting for business, I couldn't see the women chatting about the housework, let alone the chickens and dogs barking. Fang Niannian's intuition was quite keen.

She lives in the city herself.

She is familiar with the atmosphere of the city.

Even if it is an isolated village, as long as there are people living, it is inseparable from cooking smoke, crying, and noise.

The last time they went to the first village, they barely stayed and left in a hurry.

This time they returned to the first village and had a meal in a hurry, but the old patriarch only took them to a limited number of houses from beginning to end.