Chapter 34: The Past of Crescent Village

The voice is cool and gentle. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe person who came was Murong Ziying, who went out to do errands. It's been two hours since several people went down the mountain, and they didn't expect time to pass so quickly.

The three of them turned around, they were all startled, and Yun Tianhe exclaimed, "Teacher, uncle?!"

Murong Ziying glanced at him and snorted coldly: "You still have me as a senior uncle in your eyes, I don't know when I ordered you to go down the mountain to do something?"

"Uh!" Yun Tianhe was speechless and lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.

Han Lingsha hurriedly helped Yun Tianhe relieve the siege and said, "Ziying, don't be angry first! Didn't you say that the disciples of the Qionghua Sect should help the needy? This time, we accidentally stumbled into it, only to find that there is such a water-scarce village at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, so it stands to reason that we should help them first, right?"

Hearing this, Murong Ziying's face softened, and he said in a cold voice: "Although his heart is pitiful, this is not the same thing as going down the mountain without permission, and I will punish you after I go back." ”

It's just that this cold voice is more gentle.

"Cut, stingy..."Han Lingsha pursed her mouth.

Murong Ziying clenched his fists and said to the village chief: "Old man, under Murong Ziying, he is a disciple of the Kunlun Qionghua faction. Can you tell us why this village is so dry, and if you can help, you will definitely be able to do it. ”

The old village chief let go of the hand holding Yun Tianhe's sleeve and looked at Murong Ziying, surprised and delighted, as if he saw the place of hope, and said with tears in his eyes: "You, you are really people from Xianshan, this is really God has mercy on us!"

The old man was not in a hurry, calmed down and said slowly. Liu Mengli said softly.

After the old village chief calmed down, he began to narrate slowly: "It's been a long time ago, our village is called Crescent Village, and it used to be a beautiful oasis, with a crescent river flowing down from Kunlun Mountain, feeding the people of the whole village. At the source of the river there is also a forest, which is not very large, but it grows very luxuriantly. ”

"However, in my grandfather's generation, many people from the Central Plains who did business came to the village, saying that the forest was the legendary "Kunlun Holy Tree", and it could be sold for a good price after being cut down. ”

"This, how can this be!" Han Lingsha said.

The old village chief glanced at Han Lingsha and sighed: "Yes, it's a pity that although the priests in the village strongly opposed it at that time, everyone else wanted to become as rich as the merchants of the Central Plains, and finally agreed to cut down the trees...... After those trees fell, the water of the Crescent River slowly dried up."

"Everyone regretted it, they tried many ways to restore the water source, and even built a new altar to pray to heaven, but it didn't work, God was already provoked..."

"In recent years, the Crescent River has dried up completely, and many people have died of serious illnesses due to lack of water, while others who are young and strong have left here to live elsewhere and have never returned. ”

Hearing this, Murong Ziying took over: "Old man, why don't you move to other places as well? ”

"Alas, how can the orphans and widows in the village withstand the long journey. The old village chief said this, and after a pause, he said: "More importantly, Crescent Village is the place where our ancestors have settled down for generations, as the village chief, can't I even keep this homeland?"

Liu Mengli couldn't help but ask, "... Is there no other way?"

"There is a way, but it's too difficult," the old village chief said, sighed, and didn't continue.

Liu Mengli saw the old man's difficulty, and then said, "Old man, you say, maybe there is a way!"

The old village chief looked at Liu Mengli, and saw that she was looking at herself with a smile on her face, her smile relaxed herself, and said slowly: "I heard the old priest who has passed away say that there is a treasure called "Water Spirit Bead" in this world, as long as there is it, the water source can be restored, and everything will change back to its original appearance. ”

"Water Spirit Bead?" Murong Ziying muttered after hearing the name.

The old village chief said, "The old priest who passed away did tell me exactly what he told me. ”

Liu Mengli saw Murong Ziying's strange appearance and asked, "Senior Uncle, do you know something?"

Murong Ziying explained: "If it is the Water Spirit Bead, then there is still a glimmer of hope, because it is the treasure of this sect!"

When the three of them heard this, they were all overjoyed, and the old village chief was more like a drowning man grasping the last straw. A look of hope welled up in the old countenance. Han Lingsha was also attracted by such a coincidence, and exclaimed, "Huh, there is such a coincidence?"

"Water Spirit Bead, yes. Murong Ziying pondered for a moment and said, "Later, after I am in charge, I will see if I can borrow the Water Spirit Bead." What the old priest said should be right, the water spirit bead is the treasure of the world, and I believe that with the power of the water spirit contained in him, he will definitely be able to revive the source of the river. ”

Yun Tianhe smiled: "Hehe, this is really good!"

Murong Ziying: "Old man, let's leave all the water and food around us first, please wait for news." ”

As he spoke, he also untied his own dry food and water bag, and put them on the bed of the author Ulan and the baby.

Seeing this scene, the old village chief thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you! You are indeed the messengers of the gods! I was able to meet you, it seems that the gods have not abandoned us." ”

Ulan also folded his hands and prayed silently, thanking the gods for the hope they had brought them. The baby stopped crying, as if he knew that he and his mother would live, and smiled sweetly.

Seeing the baby's smile, Liu Mengli couldn't help but step forward and stroked the baby's cheek with his bare hands, which made the baby's smile bigger, and for a while, it spread throughout the house, Liu Mengli also laughed, and said to Ulan: "Don't worry, this child has a strong willpower, and he will definitely grow up healthy and become an excellent man." ”

"Thank you," Ulan said with tears in his eyes, "If it weren't for you, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life." ”

Murong Ziying said to Yun Tianhe and the others: "Without further ado, a few of you will go back to the mountain with me and go to Qionghua Palace together to explain this matter to the master." ”

Saying that, Murong Ziying walked out of the house with a few people. Several people summoned their blades and flew towards Qionghua. Ulan's voice came from behind him, and it lasted for a long time.

"If it weren't for you, I'd have regretted it for the rest of my life..."

The hearts of several people are heavy, although they saved the child, but they have not encountered a mother who can be forced by life to end her own child.

If the child can live in good health, even for one day, how can the mother bear the life of her own child? But in the days when there is no water, every day of her child's life is torment. Rather than die in the pain of not having water, it is better to let yourself go and bear him. At least I won't be so distressed.

Life, motherly love.