"It's fucking hot. I thought to myself, sweat running down my arm to the bow and arrow in my hand. Even if I sit under the big tree, I still feel that heaven and earth are like a big steamer, and I am the meat bun inside.

My hometown is a small county town in the south, and it should have been abundant in rain, but somehow, there was a severe drought for three consecutive years, and there was no harvest within a radius of 50 miles. There is water in several large counties with big rivers flowing through them in the distance, but they are said to be big rivers, in fact, they are about to bottom out, and I heard that the mountains in the west have also been dry for two years.

"I really don't want people to live......" I sighed, trying to lick my chapped lips with my tongue, but immediately dismissed the idea, because the more I licked my mouth, the worse it cracked. After a morning of hunting, I drank all the water I had brought with me, but I didn't see a single mouse, and they had already fled.

I decided to leave, so I stood up and patted the ash on my buttocks, and patted the tree in front of me, and looked up at the foliage, which was a strange thing. In this year of great drought, there is still a vibrant forest. The imperial court sent officials to check here the year before last. The official looked at the woods, asked for a topographic map from the county magistrate, looked east and west, and said that there was groundwater here. The officials took the old and young masters of the county to find a place, first took a long and thin mahogany stick and stuck it into the soil, and then smashed it with a hammer, and then took some things to the ground, installed a few pulleys, and tied a rope through the hole above the stick and let the men pull hard. After the stick came out, there were obvious droplets of water on the other head. Needless to say, the gentlemen dug with shovels, and I joined them. Since then, there have been more wells in the county, and the people in the county have water to drink. When the people from other counties heard that there was a well in our county, they hurriedly brought buckets over. At first, our county also agreed with them to fetch water, after all, people from other counties also had to live, but then the water level in the well became lower and lower, and the people in the county were a little panicked, so they didn't let people from other counties fetch water, but how could people from other counties be obedient? For the sake of saving face? A group of old men with wooden sticks and buckets and yellow-faced children came to fetch water secretly. The two sides of this block will quarrel, this quarrel will be fought by both sides, and this one will beat those children crying and calling for their parents. The aunts and grandmothers in the county couldn't listen to this the most, and when they heard the children crying, they also cried, and some soft-hearted men also secretly wiped their tears.

But there is only one well, and if it is dry, they will all die of thirst, and they still have to stop it.

After a few people died of thirst, they were unreasonable, and they relied on robbing to drink water, and sometimes, it was the county militia who robbed the hardest.

If this continues, no one will be able to live......

"Hmm~" A voice from nowhere interrupted my thoughts. Is it an animal? I hurriedly crouched down and put the arrow on my bow.

"Huh?" again, my heart beating faster.

"Damn?!" I made the sound. I "saw" the air around me sinking rapidly, and "felt" that the plants around me were rapidly "frozen". I tried to turn and run away, only to find myself unable to move - my body was frozen. I wanted to turn my head, but I couldn't do it, I wanted to cry for help, I couldn't make a sound, I wanted to breathe, my chest couldn't rise or fall, my eyes were obscured by the ice flakes made of condensed water vapor, and I was unconscious.

"Fear" is my last consciousness.

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"Let's get some sleep......" someone muttered in the cold wind......