Shi Bufan no longer had the idea of begging for water, because water is more precious than gold.

He walked over to talk to the peasants and asked about the situation.

Originally, this tribe was called "Dafeng Tribe", and its name had the meaning of bumper harvest and bumper harvest.

In reality, it's an ironic name.

For hundreds of years, the Dafeng tribe has been in good weather, the tribe has enough food and clothing, but the sky is unexpected, the tribe suddenly encountered a major drought, half a year has not rained, rivers and wells are all dried up.

The grass and trees are withered, and the birds and beasts are fleeing.

The Dafeng tribe who have lived here for generations has nowhere to go, so they can only stay up day by day, hoping that God will have mercy and quickly rain down to save them.

Strangely, it never rained.

The drought is getting worse and the tribe is dying every day.

Some starved to death, others died of thirst.

Those who could not stand it left their tribes and took refuge elsewhere.

For example, the group of people Shi Bufan encountered were the refugees of the tribe.

Walk slowly inside.

Shi Bufan saw that the people of the Dafeng tribe were all yellow and thin, their lips were chapped and listless, and their faces were particularly ugly.

They rarely speak because their throats are dry and sore.

A huge tribe, quiet comparable to barren mountains and mountains.

What is even more interesting is that the houses of the tribe are not ordinary bungalows, but are made of mud bricks in the shape of a cylinder, thick at the bottom and thin at the top, like an upright corn cob.

These cylindrical houses are one foot high, neither big nor small, just suitable for a family to live, and there is a circle of windows in the middle to ventilate and light.

There is often a yard outside the house, surrounded by a fence wall.

Some cattle, sheep, pigs and livestock can be kept in the yard.

But Shi Bufan walked all the way over and found that the yards of every household were empty, and eighty percent of the domestic animals had died of thirst, or they were simply slaughtered and eaten.

Walking forward again, Shi Bufan smelled a burning fragrance.

It turned out to be a dragon king temple.

In the temple, there is a statue of the dragon king with the head of the dragon and the human body, and there are three or five people who are offering incense to the statue and praying, and offerings are placed next to it.

The content of their prayers is the same, nothing more than a heavy rain.

Continuing to walk, Shi Bufan found more temples, such as the Yushi Temple, the Lei Gongdian Mother Temple, the Shuide Xingjun Temple, etc., all of which are immortal temple statues related to rainfall.

These temples and statues are quite new, and they were built in no more than half a year, and they must have been built by the tribes to pray for rain after a great drought.

For some reason, the gods refused to give them a drop of rain.

This thing is strange, as far as Shi Bufan knows, the dragon king and the like are in charge of the rain in the world, and there is an order from the immortals, so they will not cause a big drought for no reason.

Perhaps, there is another hidden secret.

"This temple is old enough, it looks like it's a hundred years old!"

Walking to the center of the tribe, Shi Bufan saw an ancient temple.

The walls of the ancient temple are pitted, cracked and cracked, although they have been repaired many times, it is still difficult to hide the old, especially the wood on the top has been blackened and rotten, and may collapse at any time.

"Yuelao Temple!"

Seeing the statue of the god enshrined in the temple, Shi Bufan was taken aback, it was actually Grandpa Yue.

Completely different from the old temple, the statue is new and brilliant, the paint color is bright, and it is estimated that it has been standing for half a year.

It's just that the incense is not very good, and the temple is empty.

No wonder, in times of great drought, who still has the leisure to ask for any marriage!

"Oops!"

As soon as he walked out of the Yuelao Temple, Shi Bufan saw a white-haired old woman in the courtyard next to him, who was leaning over and struggling to move a large water tank.

The water tank was at least fifty pounds, and the old woman had to move the floor very hard, and she could only move it half a step and half a step.

Shi Bufan couldn't bear it, jumped into the courtyard, and lifted the vat with his hand.

The old woman exclaimed, "Be careful, child, it's heavy!"

"Where to move?" This weight is a piece of cake for Shi Bufan.

The old woman hurriedly pointed to the door, "In the house!

Shi Bufan didn't say a word, took three steps and two steps into the house with the water tank, put it in the corner, and landed without making any sound.

"Good boy, thank you so much," the old woman thanked again and again, "Without your help, mother-in-law, I have to move for a long time." ”

Shi Bufan smiled and didn't say anything.

It's a gesture for him.

"Child, are you thirsty?" Seeing that Shi Bufan's lips were dry and white, the old woman asked.

Shi Bufan licked his lips and nodded yes.

The old woman pointed to the wooden barrel next to the stove and said kindly, "Go and drink, don't be thirsty." ”

Shi Bufan walked over and took a look, his eyes lit up, and the wooden barrel was indeed filled with half a bucket of water.

Thirst sees water, like a miser sees a mountain of gold!

Shi Bufan thanked him, scooped up a scoop of water and drank it.

After drinking, another scoop!

Goo-dong.

After drinking three scoops, the barrel bottomed out, and Shi Bufan was hearty.

Not to mention how cool it is!

Seeing that half of the bucket of water was drunk by Shi Bufan, the old woman sighed: "Poor child, you must be thirsty." ”

Shi Bufan thanked him repeatedly, and then chatted with the old woman.

During the conversation, I learned that the old woman was alone in the family, with no children or relatives, and her husband died early, so she did all the work at home.

For example, carrying water.

The old woman's water naturally did not come out of thin air, but was picked up step by step from the "Konghe River" hundreds of miles away.

The Konghe River is located in the north of the Dafeng tribe and is the only river that has not dried up for hundreds of miles.

In order to survive, people had to walk hundreds of miles to fetch water from the Konghe River.

The water you pick up lasts for a few days, and then you can continue to pick it up when it runs out.

The old woman said that she walked slowly, and went to fetch water at dawn, and she could only walk back on the third night, and she could eat half a moon when she picked up water, and if she accidentally sprinkled a little, she was distressed.

The rest of the tribe was in a similar situation to the old woman.

To them, water is more precious than any gold, silver, and jewelry!

Shi Bufan asked curiously: "Mother-in-law, why don't you move away and move to a place with water." ”

The old woman sighed, "Our ancestors have lived here for generations, and it is not easy to move away, everyone waited for the rain, one day at a time, and waited like this for half a year." ”

"But God doesn't open his eyes, not a drop of rain falls, he can't just watch us exterminate the clan!"

Speaking of this, the old woman was a little angry, and the old man's hands clenched into fists.

It seems that if "God" appears, the old woman will definitely go up and slap him in the mouth.

......

After saying goodbye to the old woman, Shi Bufan continued to hurry.

He didn't walk fast, observing as he went.

It was found that the people of the tribe were carrying buckets and hurried north.

Out of the settlement, the crowd gradually converged into a black line, extending indefinitely to the north.

Some people carried wooden barrels with flat poles, some people pushed carts, and the wooden barrels rattled and the wheels creaked, and the chaotic footsteps sounded like a heavy piece of music.

Undoubtedly, they all went to the Konghe River to fetch water.

"Boom!"

There was the sound of the wooden barrel crashing behind him, which made Shi Bufan come back to his senses.

He turned his head and saw that it was the old woman.

The old woman carried dry food in her arms, and carried a long, wide pole on her shoulder, and an empty wooden bucket hung at each end of the pole, which creaked and swayed from side to side.

The two barrels pressed against her waist, making it harder to straighten up.

It's hard to imagine how the old woman walked hundreds of miles when the water in the barrel was filled with water!