The old man did not show weakness, and scolded jokingly: "You kid, you don't respect the elders! Although it is said that you have a lot of salt in Pakistan, I eat more salt than you eat." Even my urine is more than the water you drink! You don't know: You can only sell the old if you rely on the old?"

"I see you, you've really lived enough!" Chu Wei said angrily.

"Hehe, of course I've lived enough. I'm afraid, you don't have enough to live!

Listening to him, Meng Long was obviously different from the ordinary old man in the countryside, and it seemed that the hard one would definitely not work, so he stopped Chu Wei and said to the old man: "Ask the old man, do you have a way to save yourself so far?"

The old man pondered for a while and said, "Please take a step forward to speak." ”

The dragon made an appointment with the others and followed the old man into a house in the village.

The old man please sit down, Yu Menglong was anxious, he wanted to hear what he said quickly, so he didn't sit down.

The old man said with a smile: "The eldest husband Taishan collapsed in front of him and his face did not change color, such a small difficulty, how worried the general is!"

Yu Menglong was surprised, thinking that he was a master, and Shi Li said: "More than 100 lives are in my hands, how can I not be anxious? ”

The old man sat down first and said, "Please sit down first." ”

As a last resort, the old man asked someone to bring tea.

How could Dream Dragon have the heart to drink tea.

The old man picked up a brown pottery tea cup that was not too rough, and it was still too hot, and he slowly blew it cold, not in a hurry at all.

Meng Long felt that this old man was becoming more and more elusive, and maybe he might really have a way to escape this catastrophe, such as secret passages, paths, hiding places, etc.

Thinking like this, Yu Menglong was patient and asked, "There is also tea here?"

The old man gently put down the tea set and said with a smile: "Speaking of tea, I have to thank you Pakistani people." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

"Pakistanis have come to rob grain, livestock and poultry, and women many times, and it is estimated that they will rob everything except stones. At the same time, they also brought with them the skills of identifying and planting tea trees. However, you Pakistanis are really not fastidious people, and the first thing you do is to steam the tea leaves and eat them!hehehe!" the old man laughed.

"Now it's the turn of the people of Chu to grab the people of Pakistan, our territory, and our salt water!"

The old man smiled again: "In the world of great controversy, it is not strange, it is not strange. ”

Seeing that the words were not speculative, he didn't want to discuss the question of what kind of tea he had, but he didn't expect that the old man was the opposite of his thoughts, and said to him that this tea was called "Sky Cloud Tea", with delicate and soft leaf flesh and green leaf color.

Yu Menglong had no intention of tasting tea, and out of politeness, he reluctantly took a sip, feeling that there was a fragrance of the mountains.

The old man took a few sips of tea slowly, and then said a few important words to the Menglong.

After hearing this, Yu Menglong was first happy in his heart, and then doubted: "What the old man said, although it makes sense, but I see that the river is not big, how much water can be accumulated in one sky?"

The old man smiled: "The general is still unknown terrain. Not far below the waterfall, there is a dark river, which flows most of the water, and only a large wooden stone is needed to block the water inlet. In the dry season, the locals often do this, but it is not a bother, and there are those on the timber site. ”

The dream dragon was overjoyed, and thanked him: "If it weren't for the old man, I wouldn't be able to survive my homeland." ”

The old man smiled: "I'm not trying to save you, I'm trying to save dozens of people in the village." So no thanks. Although he saved the people here, the people of Chu outside were afraid that they would die. Hate can't do all three. ”

Meng Long smiled reluctantly, and then shouted, "Someone!"

Zheng Cong, the grandson of the Tiger Ben guard and the former Zhongqing Zheng, came in, Menglong got up and finished explaining, and Zheng Cong hurriedly went to pass the order.

Qi Menglong sat down again and said to the old man: "The kid hasn't asked the master for his name yet. ”

The old man said: "People outside the square are not enough to ask each other. You can call the old man a pulsatilla. ”

Yu Menglong thought to himself, he may be a hermit with a background, it is not good to ask again, and he thought that he might be dismissed from his official position by the king of Chu, and said: "Master is a master, why don't you go to Hu'an Mountain in Baguo with me, I will protect you from being rich." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Pakistan can't be guaranteed yet, what wealth can you protect me?"

Xiao Menglong said: "According to the old man, the world is so big, what country can protect it?"

"Seven princes, many small countries, one is not guaranteed. ”

The dream-dragon exclaimed, "What does this mean?"

The old man smiled again: "Any country can be protected." ”

The dream dragon was even more suspicious.

The old man said: "The general doesn't see the Shang Dynasty Xia and the Zhou Dynasty Shang, how many countries have perished, and who can wipe out a country's human race, rivers, and mountains." ”

The dream dragon has an understanding.

One old and one young talked about the middle of the night.

Worried that the big thing was not done, thank you again, say goodbye to the old man, and go to check it out in person.

The sky was slightly bright, and most of the samurai were already concentrated not far from the village.

Last night, the people built a high embankment out of wood, stone, grass and mud in a narrow mouth, and accumulated water as they went, and a small reservoir that opened into the sky and accumulated several miles long. He also tied several rafts out of dry timber and put them in the reservoir.

The Dream Dragon ordered the samurai to go on the raft.

After the preparation was completed, the Menglong gave an order to remove the supporting wooden pillars outside the dam.

On a raft, he commanded the samurai to use all his strength to quickly paddle the raft, stretching a large log in front of him and striking hard against the embankment, and so on three times, the embankment began to collapse under the pressure of the water.

When it was not long, the embankment collapsed with a bang, and a great stream of water rushed down the mountain like a fierce tiger, and several rafts went down the water.

Less than four miles, Chu Wei and more than a dozen other warriors with good water characteristics who were guarding the pass saw the raft coming, and desperately threw themselves into the water, and climbed onto the last two rafts with their belts.

The people of Chu were two or three miles below, and even the warriors who were not on duty did not dare to sleep last night, and they heard the sound of "rumbling" from far and near, and they didn't know what was going on.

At this time, someone shouted, "The flood is coming!"

The Chu soldiers, who were stuck in the low places, gave up their lives and ran towards the mountainside.

When I woke up just now, a great flood had arrived, and the river was four or five feet long, and I saw several Pakistani warriors on the raft, shouting loudly and swaggering.

Chu General Fei Wuyong saw the Ba people walking on the big water like flying, their eggs were full of gas, and he ordered to release arrows in a hoarse voice.

The Chu army hurriedly set up arrows, fired arrows randomly, and shot down more than a dozen Ba people.

The boiled duck flew, and Fei Wuyong was extremely angry.

After a while, the flood subsided, and Fei Wuyong quickly gathered together, and about fifty or sixty people were missing.

Fei Wuyong ordered the search for the missing person along the river ditch, and led the army to chase downstream.

The water flowed down for more than ten miles, the river gradually widened, and then the diversion stabilized.

The dreamman got out of danger, all went ashore, found a way to retreat, did not encounter the Chu army again, lasted four nights and five days, and only arrived at a place.

This time, the guide who retreated with Menglong finally knew the way, and said to Menglong: "Childe, this time, you won't get the wrong way again, this place is called Lao Yatang." ”

Gu Menglong smiled: "You're right, it seems to have passed by when you came!"

A group of people was tired from walking and was about to rest for a while.

Suddenly, someone came over to report: "The outpost is gesturing, someone is coming, I don't know if it's the Chu army?"

The crowd immediately drew their swords.