Whether it is rain or water hyacinth, it is all water, which can quench the thirst of cultivators like them, and naturally it can quench the thirst of mortals.

But these mortals were obviously soaked in the rain, but they were not aware at all.

"Could it be that neither the heavens nor the earth nor these mortals can enter a single piece of water?" Zhang Feixuan said in a trembling voice.

It's not that he hasn't seen the world, after all, he used to be an evil way, and he often saw some mortals who were treated like ants and trampled on at will, and he hadn't seen any of the world.

But I really haven't seen it in this world.

If you can't eat and drink, then how do mortals live here?

How can this Zhao land last for so many years?

It can't be said that mortals will emerge like grass in the ground when the time comes, right?

Even grass needs grass seeds

If you are not allowed to eat, no matter how mortals can live, they will definitely have most of the dead and wounded, and it is good to be able to leave a little bit.

But this Zhao land is dry soil, but people are tenacious to live, Wang Qizheng used to live, it is impossible for him to die suddenly in these decades.

What do they eat and drink?

He has seen a dead village and a dead city, and even a region turned into a ghost, but he has died in a country. The number of mortals who are bigger than Daqian, he can't talk about it, just thinking about it makes people feel terrified.

"Heaven and earth are heaven and earth, this place just lacks vitality and has become a dead shell, so it cannot give birth to new life, but people are not"

Song Yin glanced at these people and snorted coldly: "It's quite deep hidden, won't it come out in the first place?" ”

His two fingers were pointed at these people and pushed forward, "Come out of here!" ”

In the opposite direction of the two fingers, those mortals trembled violently, and they opened their mouths in unison, and the lying bodies were from the abdomen upwards, and they saw a bulge rushing out of the shriveled belly, along the skin to the throat, spit out from the mouth, turned into a cloud of white foam, and was exposed to the air.

"Gross, what a smell!"

Wang Qizheng subconsciously retched, covered his nose and hurriedly retreated.

The smell was too strong, sour, and unusually pungent smell, like the smell of some strong gas insect dying.

"Senior brother, you can still move!" Zhang Feixuan exclaimed in surprise.

These white foams fell to the ground, spreading out like soft mud, but like snakes and insects, they were actually slowly wriggling.

"Worms?"

Gao Sishu leaned over, and he didn't dislike it, he reached out and wiped it a little, sniffed it between his noses, and twisted his brows again, "Fragrance."

As soon as his words fell, the pungent sour smell seemed to have a different reaction to the air, Wang Qi, who had covered his nose, put his hand down, shrugged his nose tentatively, and exclaimed: "Damn, why did it suddenly become fragrant." ”

The smell began to become extremely fragrant, but it was not the kind of fragrance of fat powder, it was closer to the aroma of incense stick and sandalwood, and it smelled like a sense of tranquility.

It seems that the smell of this fragrance has eased even the heat of the drought a little, so that they are no longer hot.

It's just that the incense only lasted for a while, and the foam-like soft mud squirmed on the ground for a while, and then dissipated into nothingness.

"Ahem, ahem!"

At the same time, those people who couldn't get in one by one coughed violently, subconsciously opened their mouths in the rain, swallowing the rainwater, and its yellow wind rolled forward, which also made people recover a little bit of complexion.

One of them woke up with his eyes open, half-sitting on the ground, he looked at the heavy rain in the sky in a daze, and his pupils, which had been numb, gradually gained a few more rays of brilliance, revealing a touch of disbelief.

He trembled and held his hand, and when he saw the rain fall into his hand, he gradually accumulated a handful of water in the palm of his hand, and he trembled even more.

"Water, it's water!"

The man screamed, buried his head in the water in his hand, not daring to waste anything, and then opened his mouth to the sky, and slapped the rain with both hands, as if to suck it all into his mouth.

"Water! Lots of water! It's water!! ”

The sound seemed to arouse the rest of the people, and they were startled one by one, and their eyes were full of numbness and gradually becoming smart, or they were holding water and drinking it in large gulps, or they opened their hands in the rain and kept drinking with their mouths open.

From the place where they were dying, they all came alive.

It wasn't until they had drunk about the same, and even a little swollen, that Song Yin raised his two fingers again, and the falling heavy rain stopped.

These people, you look at me, I look at you, for a while, they actually froze on the spot, not knowing what to say.

The old man who had been helped by Wang Qizheng before reacted in time, glanced at Song Yin and them, got up tremblingly, and arched his hand at Song Yin, "The little old man is polite, I don't know if he was saved by the young man?" ”

"That's naturally my senior brother."

Zhang Feixuan said at the right time: "This rain is due to the mana of my senior brother, and the fact that you can live is also due to my senior brother's supernatural powers." My senior brother is not a young man, but a great immortal! ”

In the past, mortals were saved by Song Yin, and they were all grateful to Dade, but this time it was a little different.

"Daisen."

When the old man heard this, he took a step back, and a look of fear appeared on his face.

It seems that this 'great immortal' is some kind of evil and ghost.

"Don't panic, I haven't saved you yet, I just drove out the things in your body, you just drank some water, and now you are maintained by my yellow wind, but people still have to absorb nutrients, and when they eat, they can make up for the loss of vitality."

Song Yin smiled and greeted Wang Qizheng, "Third junior brother, make a fire to cook and make up some nutrients with them." ”

He, the yellow wind, can live the dead with flesh and bones, but it is still worse to make up for the deficit, but if it is maintained by the yellow wind, there is no situation where the void is not replenished, as long as the nutrition can keep up, he can immediately restore the body to normal.

But as soon as Song Yin's words came out, the people around him became even more frightened.

The old man's body trembled, and he glanced at these individuals, the first person wearing a crown and a big coat was majestic, the face in brocade was full of evil energy, and the tall man who was as tall as a giant spirit god grinned and bared his teeth like a fierce beast, the tall and thin man was like a ghost, and the girl was also very weird.

Only the fortune teller, it doesn't hurt much, but if you mix it up with these people, can it be a good person?

Poof!

The old man knelt down directly and begged: "Daxian, we really don't want to die, we don't want anything, we don't want to eat, we just want to live!" Please have mercy on the great immortals and let us live! ”

"Please have mercy on the Great Immortal and let me wait for a way out!!"

The people in the rear knelt down in unison, grabbed the ground with their heads, and shouted in unison.

This fire cooking seems to be not to feed them, but to feed Song Yin and others.

"You old man, you don't know the hearts of good people!"

Wang Qizheng said angrily: "Senior brother I am kind enough to save you, you don't know if you are gracious, what is this appearance, are you afraid of being eaten?!" ”

These people did not answer, but fell on their knees, waiting for the fall, like lambs to the slaughter, praying that they would not be killed so helpless and pitiful.

(End of chapter)