Because the ground temperature is relatively high due to high temperature, drought and other weather, it is easy to cause spontaneous combustion of combustibles in the forest or on the surface, resulting in forest fires.

Once a mountain fire is ignited, I am afraid that the entire mountain will not be spared, including the creatures in this mountain, Ye Qin will also be affected.

Although he was fully capable of escaping the wildfire and cultivating in a different place, he was used to staying here.

And when I opened my eyes, I saw this mountain, and I had long thought that this place was my home, and because of the white bones in the cave, I stepped into cultivation by mistake.

He can run, but he can't take the bones away.

Ye Qin's Origin Visualization came from white bones, and if the white bones were burned in the fire, it was likely that it would also have a certain impact on him.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much, and things haven't gotten to the worst yet."

Ye Qin comforted himself, although the temperature is high now, it is not so outrageous, although it has not rained, it may not rain in a few days.

This is true of all the villagers, not to mention the villagers who live at the foot of the mountain.

Towards noon, there were not many people in the fields, not because they had gone to eat, but because the temperature was too high to bear it.

Wu Yuan was drying medicinal herbs, at this temperature, it used to take a few days to dry, but now it only takes one day.

"Bang!"

The gate of the courtyard was suddenly pushed open, and a villager ran over in a panic, "Oh no, Uncle Wu, my dad went to work in the fields, and suddenly fainted, you hurry over and take a look." ”

Wu Yuan glanced at the day, it was noon, and he already had the answer in his heart, so he rushed over to take a look, and it was really the case.

The man lying on the bed was flushed, touched his forehead, the temperature was also a little high, and many beads of sweat appeared on his body.

"Your dad is suffering from heat stroke, so I'll go to my place and get some honeysuckle, forsythia, and coptis for him to boil into medicine and pour it down."

Aunt Li hurriedly thanked her, "Thank you, Uncle Wu, such a big sun, and bothering you to make a trip." ”

Wu Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead, the man's home was not far away, but after walking such a short distance, his clothes were already wet with sweat, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water.

Aunt Li also brought watermelon from the side and beckoned Wu Yuan, "Eat watermelon and relieve the heat." ”

Originally, she wanted to put it in the well water to ice it, but the temperature was too high, and the well water was hot, so she simply gave up.

Wu Yuan took it, without exception, the freshly picked watermelon was also hot.

"Didn't the village chief say a few days ago, don't go to the field at noon, it's too easy to get heat stroke."

Aunt Li looked sneered and a little embarrassed.

"He didn't say that he was in good health and could bear it, but fortunately the pillar saw it when he brought him food, otherwise, I don't know what it would have been."

This one was carried to the bed.

Wu Yuan was a little serious, "Fortunately, I found it in time this time, it's not particularly serious, this matter is not a joke." ”

Aunt Li nodded again and again, her face full of palpitations, looking at the high temperature outside the window, and the visible heat wave constantly invading the crops in the field.

The water in the rice fields is almost at the bottom now, and if it continues like this, it will be a matter of time before it is dried.

Aunt Li said worriedly: "If it doesn't rain again, what will happen to these rices." ”

Wu Yuan also sighed heavily, "Maybe it will rain in a few days." ”

"I hope so."

The sun was shining outside and there were no clouds, but such good weather had become a shadow over the heads of all the villagers.

A few days passed, and instead of waiting for rain, they waited for the heat.

"Recently, in the hot and hot weather, please pay attention to all the villagers, take measures to prevent heat stroke, work in the field, avoid the highest surface temperature as much as possible, prepare cool tea at home, and be careful of fires in hot weather, everyone remember"

The loudspeakers in the village broadcast similar content every day.

Villagers are reminded to be careful of heat stroke.

In the past, at noon, you could see a lot of people working in the fields, but now there is not a single one.

The temperature was so high that even those of them who faced the loess and had their backs to the sky were a little unbearable, and everyone either avoided the heat in the morning or afternoon.

But even so, just getting off the field was sweating.

They can change their working hours, but crops can't.

As it has not rained for a long time, the crops in the fields have gradually withered and yellowed, and there is almost no water in the rice fields.

The villagers had no choice but to bring water over, but even so, the distant water could not catch the thirst of the near, and it was too labor-intensive to help.

After dinner, many people come out for a stroll and gather under the big trees in the village, talking about the shortcomings of the east and the west, but now the discussion is about drought, high temperatures, crops and so on.

Everyone had sad faces, and there was a lingering sorrow between their eyebrows.

"The village chief should think of a way, if it goes on like this, no one can bear it, let alone the crops, the rice will be sunburned to death."

"But no, our paddy field has dried up, such a big field, it is impossible to pump water into it, and several large ponds in the village have been sunburned and only a shallow bottom remains."

"Don't talk about ponds, my family is a fish farmer, and the fish can't withstand the high temperature, and countless fish have died, and there are heavy losses."

"Our crops are not much better, and if we continue like this, we will be able to harvest in the autumn."

A bunch of people gathered around the village chief to complain.

The village chief smoked a dry cigarette, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows were enough to trap a mosquito.

"Alas, I know what you're saying, but I can't help it."

"Didn't the TV say that it could rain artificially, the village chief would like to find a way to apply to the above."

The village chief sighed heavily, "What you think is too simple, I think it's just the high temperature and drought in our village." ”

This time the high temperature and drought weather swept the entire fog capital, and other cities also suffered, and artificial rainfall is also conditional, and the cost is also high, not to say that it will fall.

Even if they have money, they can't get it everywhere, let alone their small village, which is far away from the town.

Everyone understood the meaning of the village chief's words, and they were a little dumbfounded.

"Then what to do now, we can't let us watch the crops die, the big guys rely on the land to eat, and next year's harvest is not good, which will be a big loss."

Although in this day and age, no matter how poor you are, you will not have nothing to eat, but the crops are the harvest of a year's labor, and those who can be exchanged for money will lose a lot if they all suffer.

The village chief looked at the sunset outside, and even in the evening, he could still feel the constant heat.

"Then what can we do, we can only pray to God to hurry up and rain and give us a way to live."

"The reservoir is dry, and even the water from the diversion canal is gone, what can I do?"

Speaking of prayer, someone suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of something.

"We can pray to the mountain god, it can even save the little grass mother, come back to life, the magic is boundless, and it is not a problem to call for wind and rain."

"yes, that's a good idea."

The proposal quickly gained everyone's approval.

(End of chapter)