The next day, Lin Cheng quietly escaped from Zhenhaizhu, left the mortal village where he was, and set off for Barren Hill City.

He was swept to the east bank of the Barren Hill River by the torrent, and ran a full distance of three hundred miles to the east, but it was still within the coverage of the flood.

Although most of the water in the Huangqiu River was absorbed by Zhenhaizhu, the destructive power that the few remaining river water could cause was also extremely amazing, sweeping the land like a flood in the last days.

However, Lin Cheng saw that almost all the cities and villages were filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and he did not seem to think that the flooding of the barren hills and rivers was a huge natural and man-made disaster, but a great benefit, and this contrast made him amazed.

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At noon on this day, the sun was hanging high, Lin Cheng walked in the wind, Feihong stepped on the snow and ran in a rolling hill, and when he climbed a small hill, he suddenly saw the thin back of an old man sitting alone in the field.

I saw him wearing a sunshade felt hat, spitting clouds and fog in his mouth, smoking dry cigarettes by himself, and wisps of smoke floating above his head, looking very peaceful and natural.

Coupled with the green fields on the hillside and the mist mixed with the sun overhead, it forms a wonderful picture that touches people's hearts.

Lin Cheng looked at the old man's back, and didn't know whether he remembered his father Lin Qinghu, who also liked to smoke dry tobacco, or was moved by this plain and quiet picture, so he involuntarily stopped his hurried footsteps and slowly walked to the old man's side from a distance......

The old man didn't seem to notice Lin Cheng's arrival, he smoked a cigarette with "let's go", his eyes were completely on the green field in front of him, looking at the young seedlings, and smiling from ear to ear......

Lin Cheng followed the old man's gaze and looked at Tanaka. I saw that the land was muddy and wet because it had been swept by the river, and there was water everywhere, and all the ridges were made of new soil, which was obviously the credit of the old man.

"Uncle, now that the flood is so bad, why are you still so happy?"

He knew that the old man was happy that he had survived a field of seedlings, but he still couldn't understand why he had experienced such a great calamity, including the old man. I will be so happy, I can't help but raise the question in my heart.

After all, even those who have reached the point of view will feel sad about such a thing as the destruction of their homes. Not to mention these native-born mortals......

"Flood? ho ho ho ......"

The old man smashed his mouth, shook his head and smiled: "Young man." You're wrong. This is not a flood, but a gift from the river god Hongji to the people of our barren hills! If it were not for the nourishment of these rivers, relying on rain alone, it would be very likely that the old man and I would have no harvest this year, and I would really starve to death by then!"

Hearing this, Lin Cheng looked at the acre of land in front of him again. I saw a verdant seedling breaking through the soil, connecting into a new green piece, the growth is gratifying, look closely. It's really because it's moistened by the water, and the new ones that have grown up are not left from the torrent.

"Lord Hongji, the river god?"

But when he thought about it, his heart couldn't help but tremble, and for a while his heart was heavy, and he didn't know what to say, so he fell silent.

As the largest river in the border wilderness, the barren hill river basin was originally a large area of fertile wilderness, but because of the selfishness of the Hongji Holy Ancestor, the entire river was refined into a treasure, which made the aquarium in the river almost extinct, and the soil on both sides of the river was seriously drained, becoming more and more dry and barren.

This time, the river was out of control, and the water overflowed both banks, not because of the gift of Hongji Holy Ancestor, but because his magic weapon was broken and the chain of water talisman in the river was broken.

However, it is undoubtedly a sad thing that these mortals, who have lived in the barren hill valley for generations, still worship the ancestors of Hongji as the river gods.

Hongji Holy Ancestor has the name of "Hongji", but what he did was selfish, not only eroded the originally rich rivers and land, but also deceived people's faith with lies......

Although there has always been a supreme moral law that protects mortals in the demon world, it is strictly forbidden for any demon tail to slaughter mortals in any way.

But the law of the jungle is the way of heaven, as an ordinary weakling, it is destined to be plundered by the strong, not only even the survival must be restricted, even the soul must be blinded, almost being enslaved, struggling to live, and it is impossible to see what the real reality is......

When Lin Cheng was very young, he had the belief of becoming a strong man, but he didn't understand what it really meant to be a strong man, maybe he just wanted to be a strong man.

Now, he seems to have finally understood something, becoming a strong man means surviving beyond the mundane, it means freedom, it means protection, and it means that his soul will not be blinded.

He stood quietly, silent, feeling the calm and idleness, no longer having the same touch as he had at first sight, sighed softly, and was about to turn away.

"Young man, are you a demon tail?"

The old man took out the dry tobacco pipe in his mouth, knocked off the charred ash in the pipe on the wooden-handled hoe sitting under him, squinted his eyes, and turned his head to Lin Cheng and asked.

When Lin Cheng heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly, feeling a little surprised.

He saw that this old man had a simple round face, thick eyebrows, eyes squinted like threads, a thick beard with the word "one" on his upper lip, a pointed goatee more than four inches long under his chin, a dark red complexion, and short and narrow facial features, which undoubtedly looked like a real old peasant.

He was born in the mountains, not only did he not have the posture of being superior to the general demon tail warrior, but he felt a little kind, and replied truthfully: "Yes, the late birth is indeed a demon tail warrior, what does the old man have to say." ”

The old man grabbed the hoe and stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and said with a smile: "I heard that all of you demon tails have to cultivate something called 'Dao Heart', and you must guard your heart and keep your own way, so that you can go far enough and walk long enough." Although I am only a mortal, I am just like you! As long as I keep my one-third of an acre of land, I will be able to live well. Your Dao heart is actually no different from my one-third of an acre of land, don't you think that's the case?"

Lin Cheng was stunned. I really didn't expect such an ordinary old farmer to be so insightful, and even compare his field with the Dao heart of the demon tail, although it sounds very outrageous, but when you think about it, it seems to be meaningful.

As the so-called truth comes out of the ordinary, some demon tails have been poor all their lives and can't find their own way, and some mortals can break through the sky in a single word in their ordinary understanding.

Lin Cheng couldn't figure out the difference between the demon tail's "Dao heart" and the old farmer's "one acre and three points of land" for a while. What is the same, secretly remembered it in his heart, laughed dryly, and said: "What the old man said does have some truth, and he was taught in his later life......

The old man said "hey" and said, "What is teachable and not taught." The old man is just a mortal, but he can't afford it. All right. Old man, I continue to serve my one-third of an acre. Young man, you should continue to reclaim the one-third of an acre of land that belongs to you...... No, no, for you, it should be called Daoxin, hoho ho ho ......"

The old man finished. He rolled up his trousers on his legs, grabbed the hoe in his hand, and walked barefoot into the muddy field, hoeing one hoe at a time......

Lin Cheng watched quietly for a while. He arched his hand towards the old man, took a step, and fled as if flying.

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Three days later, Lin Cheng finally came to the Barren Hill City that he had been waiting for for a long time.

This city is located on the triangular island land in the center of the Barren Hill River, almost occupying the entire island land, and the layers of buildings are built high, like a huge castle, and the highest point is the large demon spirit tower of Barren Hill City.

A few days ago, the Aragaoka River had undergone a drastic change, first draining two-thirds of its water, and then bursting out of control and almost drying up.

However, as a source of water from the Great Plateau of the Barren Mountains, the river quickly recovered a little, and a large amount of water still flowed in the empty channel.

Because he knew the secret of the Barren Hill River, in Lin Cheng's eyes, the majestic Barren Hill City was not the city of the river, but like a nail, nailed to the lifeblood of the river, with very sinister intentions.

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The barren hill river flows through the Tianhu Country, which was originally an unparalleled wealth for the Tianhu Country, which could raise hundreds of millions of Li people, but the country sat back and watched it become the private magic weapon of the Hongji Holy Ancestor, ignoring the people in the vast river basin......

For this, Lin Cheng can also think of the reason.

Although the Sky Fox Country is one of the twelve powerful countries in the Longze Continent, its national strength is obviously the weakest, and it has been sacked by the Sky Wolf Country all year round, and it is poor and weak. There are even rumors that the Longze Empire intends to abolish the prince of the Heavenly Fox Kingdom and downgrade it to a dukedom.

Under such a national condition, in order to keep half of the country, the Heavenly Fox Kingdom used the Barren Hill River as the defense line of the western border to suppress the invasion of the Heavenly Wolf Country.

Sooner or later, one day, the Holy Ancestor of Hongji will completely occupy the Barren Hill River, and when the time comes, this large area of Tianhu Country will definitely be reduced to a wasteland......

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In fact, Lin Cheng is no stranger to Hongji Holy Ancestor, and he has seen it for a long time.

When he was in the barren mountains, Zhenhaizhu fell into the hands of the head dragon king, and the demon clan held a Yuntai grand event, breaking through the barriers of Zhenhaizhu space and opening up the holy land of the catastrophe, Hongji Holy Ancestor had come to watch the ceremony as one of the strongest people of the human race.

In the previous change of the Xingyuan, he arrived in the depths of the Xingyuan with the Jincheng Holy Ancestor, and more than ten Saint Ancestor-level existences snatched the Qingyang True Fire, and the Hongji Holy Ancestor was also one of them.

In this way, it can be seen that this Hongji Holy Ancestor is camping everywhere, not letting go of any interests, and has great ambitions, and he is really not an ordinary Holy Ancestor.

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Through the bridge connecting the riverbank, Lin Cheng entered Barren Hill City, rented a beast cart, and headed to the large demon spirit tower at the top, intending to leave immediately with the help of the teleportation circle, without the slightest image of staying in the city.

And just after he arrived at the Demon Spirit Tower and got off the car, he was shocked to hear about something unusual, and his heart was shaken.

...... (To be continued......)