At the foot of Huayan Mountain in the morning, people are like ants.

"Isn't the gentleman leaving?"

The merchant stood weakly beside the Taoist, looked at him with inquiring eyes, and saw that he did not respond, before finally asking.

"I'll leave in a few days."

The Taoist turned his head to look at the homeless people around him, and then looked up at the sun that was gradually scorching.

This is far more serious than Shazhou, if another heavy rain falls here, I am afraid it will take longer than 100 days, and there is a lack of water conservation geography here, and there is a lack of residents, not only is it useless to rain a rain, but it will not even save a day.

Luckily, he had another solution.

"Then sit in the back, a place where you can shade the sun, it's too sunny here, if you can't shade your husband, you will soon be dried by the sun."

"There is a way down there, don't be afraid." Song You looked up at him as he spoke, and his tone was gentle, "It's good here, just sit here, just feel the spiritual rhyme." ”

“……”

"Don't stay here for long." Song You said to him, as if he didn't care about how much saliva would be wasted, "I know the etiquette and keep the festival with my feet, and I have the courage and perseverance, which is really rare." The ups and downs of life are only temporary, as long as you can get through this difficulty, over time, not to mention whether you can become a big tool, it is difficult to do nothing, or leave as soon as possible and find a way out as soon as possible. ”

“……”

The merchant's lips were white and cracked, and he looked at the water bladder that the Taoist was carrying, and knew that there were actually no two mouthfuls of water in it, so he did not dare to ask for it, and he had no strength to speak, so he only arched his hand at him, and staggered away, walking towards the shade ahead.

Looking back—

The Taoist sat cross-legged, his bag was beside him, the horse was standing beside him, and the cat found a small sand dune, stood on it, stretched its neck, and looked around.

What a strange Taoist.

The merchant walked to the shade, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he could not help but weaken his legs and fall to the ground.

……

There are indeed few major roads in the vast Gobi, and Huayan Mountain is the place where the entire Hecheng area must pass through.

Countless business travelers and homeless people gathered here.

No one dares to rush in the hot sun, and no matter how much water you bring with you, you will not be able to travel for miles before you fall under the scorching sun and heat, and then be quickly roasted to a dry corpse. So at noon the people had to try to find shelter, and even if they couldn't find it, they had to huddle in the shadow of the camels and cover their bodies with cloths, and only morning and dusk were the best times to travel.

There are many caves carved out of the stone wall of Huayan Mountain, there are also many natural canyons, cracks, and a shed and wooden house are also built, which can accommodate people to shade the sun, and Huayan Mountain faces the back west, and every noon will naturally cast a large shadow on the ground, and in the long run, it will naturally become an excellent shade place for people to come and go.

At this time, countless people stayed here, and from time to time there were weak discussions.

Some understand, some don't.

"What the hell is ...... weather"

"Do you know where there's water nearby?"

"Where is the water? The rivers in River City are all dry, and River City is about to become an empty city, don't you see that the big guys are fleeing outside? ”

"Don't let anyone live......"

"Where are you going? Can you get out? ”

"If you don't leave, you'll die......"

"I'm going to take my life this time."

"Alas......"

Talking with the last strength is the solace that you subconsciously seek when you are about to die, the expectation of water information, and the last sigh and complaint in life.

"God, if you don't let people live, take us away, why should you leave us to suffer in the world? I've never done anything bad in my life......"

Wails, exclamations, prayers.

The sound drifted into the ears of the Taoist.

Whether it is a person who speaks or a person who is silent, they can't help but look at the Taoist in front of them.

Some of the people hid in the caves, some shrank in the shadow of the canyon, some shrank in the cracks, or sat under the wooden shed, and only this Taoist sat alone in the sun.

The sun in the Gobi Desert is extremely scorching, it can dry the ground enough to fry eggs, and it can illuminate people's eyes so brightly, under the strong light, the Taoist who is sitting cross-legged is so conspicuous, and even the pale and old Taoist robe on his body has become brighter and whiter.

There was a shallow pit right there.

The Taoist didn't leave, and the cat and swallow refused to go, anyway, the shadow cast by the bag was enough for her and the swallow to shade the sun, so she kept staring at the Taoist who seemed to be an old monk.

It's hard to lie down next to the jujube red horse.

Fortunately, cats, horses and swallows all have Taoist protection, and they are not so easy to die of thirst and sunburn.

It's just uncomfortable or uncomfortable.

As the sun gets longer and the lack of water gets longer, this discomfort will get worse and worse, and even youkai may not be able to bear it.

The quilt bag still cast a small shadow, and the three-flowered cat was lying on the ground tangled, and there was a swallow beside her, also listless, and when she was uncomfortable, she couldn't help but look at the Taoist next to her.

The Taoist priest sat in the scorching sun for three whole days, and he didn't move during that time, and he didn't even open his eyes.

If you change to an ordinary person, you will be roasted dry in the afternoon.

“……”

The three-flowered cat couldn't help but step forward.

The climb was very slow.

As soon as the claws stepped out of the shadow range and touched the ground under the scorching sun, there was a burst of heat, and the temperature change in an instant made her retract her claws like lightning, until she used her spiritual power to protect her body, and then she walked forward again and walked to the Taoist - to take a closer look at him, and sniff again, as if she had not known him for a long time, to observe his situation.

It's just that the Sanhua cat back then was afraid that the Taoist priest would die, and see if he was still alive, and now the Sanhua cat naturally already knows that the Taoist priest is not so easy to die, but he also wants to observe him.

"Are Taoist priests thirsty?"

The three-flowered cat asked the Taoist priest tentatively, and his voice was very small and small, for fear of disturbing him, and he wanted to hear his answer.

"Meow?"

The three-flowered cat tilted its head and approached the Taoist again, aiming at the Taoist's very dry mouth: "Do you drink water?" We've got a drop of water! ”

"Come back, don't bother Mr." The voice of the swallow came from behind him, and it was also very small, and it was a little weak, "Mr. is feeling some kind of spiritual rhyme." ”

"Huh?"

The cat turned its head instantly, staring at him suspiciously.

"Didn't Sanhua Niangniang find that Mr. is surrounded by a kind of spiritual charm, which is getting thicker and thicker, and more and more mysterious."

"Meow~"

The cat felt it carefully, and it seemed to be true: "This feeling seems to be somewhat familiar." ”

"Yangdu."

"Yangdu!"

"Yang has been like this."

"yes!" The cat's eyes widened slightly, "You seem to be smarter than me!" ”

"The sun is very hot, I haven't drunk water for two days, Sanhua Niangniang don't talk, don't move around, come back and hide, wait for the evening to be cooler, I will take the horse to the Gobi to find water."

"Okay......

The cat stopped walking this time, but bent its legs slightly, jumped slightly, and jumped directly from the Taoist to the quilt bag.

The figure stretches in the air, casting a shadow on the ground.

The swallow immediately seemed to be awakened to the fear in his blood, and subconsciously wanted to run, but his wings were opened, and he endured it again and took it back. It was only after the cat jumped back next to him that he silently moved away from her, and he was relieved.

The sun is sinking in the west, and the sun is slowly falling.

The fiery heat of the heavens and the earth has finally begun to change to gentleness.

It becomes refreshing at night.

Mornings are the coolest time.

But as soon as the sun comes out, it heats up rapidly, as if to show its power to the world.

And so it is another cycle.

During this period, every cool morning and evening, someone walked by the Taoist, and when they saw him sitting motionless, they would also come to check on him, and even see that he was a Taoist, and took special care of him, even if he was so thirsty that he had no strength, he would come to ask him to see if he was still alive and persuade him to leave.

Of course, the Taoist did not answer.

Occasionally, there are people with bad intentions, who want to see what is in the quilt bag and whether the water bladder is empty, but they are all frightened away by the action of getting up and kicking.

This sitting is a few more days.

The spiritual rhyme next to the Taoist is becoming more and more dense and subtle, whether it is a swallow or a three-flowered cat, it is obvious that the mystery here is really difficult to speak, and they don't know how to understand, how to perceive, only know that even if they stay in the center of the spiritual rhyme, do nothing, naturally it seems to be baptized, if you can catch a little more, there will be a little more creation.

Until ten days later.

When practicing and understanding, Lingyun naturally affects heaven and earth.

The Taoist finally opened his eyes.

It was dusk.

There are still countless business travelers and homeless people staggering by, and there are also people in the shade of Huayan Mountain who have walked out one after another, walking into the distance, thirsty, like walking corpses.

There happened to be an elderly merchant from the Western Regions, leading a camel, staggering over to see him—

It should have been hiding in the shade of Huayan Mountain to watch him for a day, before the sun was scorching, and he didn't dare to come, but now that the sun is down, he came to check the life and death of the Taoist.

Seeing that the Taoist opened his eyes, although weak, his gaze was indifferent, he was immediately startled.

"You're still alive?"

"Yes......"

This is the first person that the Taoist sees when he opens his eyes.

"Where is the gentleman from? Why did you sit here all day? Why don't you go back and hide from the sun? Why don't you leave? ”

"Cultivate here."

"Practice?" The merchant shook his head, "If you do this here, sir should leave quickly, if the water is not enough, I can give you two mouthfuls, and it will be a good thing." ”

"Thank you."

Song You stood up as he spoke, and his tone was sincere: "But there is no shortage of water below." ”

Many passers-by cast their eyes on him.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but feel a little more envious in their eyes, maybe it was burning, and even their throats subconsciously began to swallow, but this Taoist pulled the plug of the water bladder, but did not drink, but slowly tilted it.

When everyone saw it, they were stunned again.

“……”

The water in the water bladder is almost gone, and even if the water bladder is completely turned upside down, only a drop of crystal appears on the spout, like a crystal, and it stays for a few breaths before slowly dripping down.

"Smack......

Water droplets fall on the thirsty Gobi.

A small drop of water was swallowed up by the Gobi in an instant, but it did not disappear without a trace, but seemed to become a primer, wetting the Gobi, and then it was like the earth breaking a hole leading to the underground river, and from this wetness the water gushed out wildly, expanding it and slowly turning it into a lake.

(End of chapter)