Chapter Thirty-Seven: The End of Crescent Village

"Servant of God, have you borrowed the Water Spirit Bead so quickly?" said the old village chief of Crescent Village, looking at Murong Ziying. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Murong Ziying was a little embarrassed when she said this. He didn't borrow the sect's water spirit bead, but instead he wanted to ask the old village chief questions.

"Old man, what about the water spirit beads, we brought them. At this time, Zhao Ye spoke.

"It's. . . Are you a god?" the old village chief looked at Zhao Ye, his hand wanted to grab Zhao Ye's sleeve, but he didn't dare to grab it. This man came with the servants of the previous gods, and it seems to be headed by him. The old village chief couldn't help but think that Zhao Ye was a god, and Murong Ziying and the four of them were servants of God.

But Zhao Ye's words made Murong Ziying stunned, what does this mean by Elder?

Without waiting for Murong Ziying and the others to say anything, Zhao Ye spoke again: "Old man, it's okay for you to be a god." I have a question that I need you to answer seriously. This is at stake for the future of Crescent Village. ”

"Good, good, good. God, ask. I must know everything, old man, and I have to say everything. The old village chief said with sincere fear.

"It's nothing, I just want to know how many people are still in your village?" Zhao Ye smiled gently.

"Well, there are only ten!" the old village chief rubbed his hands, a little unbearable.

At this time, Murong Ziying and Yun Tianhe couldn't bear it. A good village, just because of the water problem, there are only ten people left.

"Old man, the water spirit power of the Water Spirit Bead can indeed restore the river water in Crescent Village, but you have not had water here for a long time, and the land has become desertified. We can only restore the water source. If you want to return to the way it was before, you need to keep planting trees for the next ten years to keep these trees alive, can you do that? If you can't do that, you will have to move out of the crescent. Zhao Ye said.

"This, I have to ask the villagers, I can't help them make up their minds!" The previous village chief was happy, but now after hearing what Zhao Ye said, he hesitated and did not readily agree.

"Well, then you go and talk to them, and we'll wait here. "Zhao Ye is still so gentle.

The old village chief also ran away, a world away from his previous calmness and calmness.

Looking at the back of the old village chief leaving, Zhao Ye turned around and smiled at a few people: "Do you think they will agree?"

Will they agree to plant trees for decades?

Murong Ziying's gaze stayed on the back of the old village chief leaving, her brows furrowed, and she was silent. Liu Mengli was thinking about this, and she didn't even speak with such a straight personality as Yun Tianhe and Han Lingsha.

Is this really the person they want to help? The crowd was silent for a moment. It wasn't until the old village chief arrived with the villagers of Crescent Village that the silence was broken.

"God, can't we really revive the source of the river?" said the village chief who arrived.

At this moment, Murong Ziying's face sank.

"Hehe, it is true that it is possible to revive the water source, but the problem is that you have cut down all the sacred trees, the earth has turned into sand, and the water source will not last long. Zhao Ye continued to speak softly.

"Yes, yes. The old village chief said.

At this time, Yun Tianhe and several people had another expression. However, it didn't take long for it to change after the old village chief's next sentence.

"Uh... It's just that there are so few of us, God, do you think these people can plant a sacred tree?" the old village chief pointed to the villagers behind him and said hesitantly. The villagers behind him are all men, and they are basically people in their forties, but Ulan and her children are not in it, and it is obvious that Ulan is not in the scope of their discussion, in this era, women are more appendages.

"Yes, we don't have the strength or strength to do this!" the villagers said noisily, indicating that they did not want to plant trees.

"It can't be helped, you cut down the trees of the gods yourself, and without the trees and vegetation, the water source cannot be saved, even if the water source is restored for you. Zhao Ye said, not expressing any of his emotions.

"It's... How is this good?" said the old village chief, taking the lead.

Zhao Ye just looked at him quietly and looked at him. There is no meaning to speak.

Finally, the old village chief was furious by Zhao Ye's eyes, his eyelids moved slightly, and his cloudy eyes moved left and right, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Then, then we have to move out of Crescent Village?" the old village chief cried, but no matter how he looked at it, it was all so fake: "God, have mercy on us!"

"Since you can't do the work of planting trees, then there's nothing we can do. If you go dozens of miles to the west, you will arrive at Boxian Town, which I don't say you know. You just go over there, we can't live here, and we can't help you. Do it for yourself!"

After Zhao Ye finished speaking, he walked out: "Ziying Tianhe, let's go!"

Just after a few people left, the villagers discussed.

"Village chief, is this the god you are talking about?" a villager began, "I think it's just a little young, and they want us to plant trees, I'm sorry." ”

"Yes, Lao Jia is right, looking at a few of them, how can they be gods when they are only in their teens or twenties. The other agreed. It seems that this man has no affection and reverence for any god.

"Shhhhh

The villager said disdainfully, "Punishment, just because we said a few words to them?"

"Hey, don't say it, don't say it, who knows what they're going to do, don't want to help us restore Crescent Village, just say what excuse we need to plant trees. The old village chief said viciously.

"It's like, what needs to be planted trees. This tree belongs to our Crescent Village, and when it is sold, it is sold, and what do you want them to do. Sacred tree, I bah. Can the sacred tree be cut down by us mortals?" another village name agreed with a few others.

"I don't think this food will last long, so let's go. As for Ulan, that girl is weird, or else—" said a thief-eyed fellow with a lewd smile.

"Okay, don't say it, it's not easy for Ulan, so don't talk about them like that. The old village chief said.

"Cut, don't talk about it, village chief Batu, where did her food come from, you don't know?" said the guy disdainfully, and everyone laughed when they heard this.

As he spoke, they walked towards the house where Ulan had been, but when they entered, they did not find Ulan and her children.

"Damn, Ulan's bitch ran away, damn it. The man with a sinister face slapped the wall hard, and the sand fell in a torrent.

"Forget it, pack up your things, let's go, there's no way to live here. The village chief Batu finally said,

The group then followed Batu out of Crescent Village, and Crescent Village was no longer inhabited.

What about Ulan?

Ulan was holding his child thousands of miles to the east of Crescent Village, looking at the distant sky and watching the few people who had disappeared from Edgeworth.

PS: Maybe the ending won't be beautiful, and it won't fight those ugliness, but is it necessary? These people are destroying their own homes and betraying their ancestors. It would be nice if the world could retain the next innocence. This cao egg society, this cao egg people. Let this baby leave us the only innocence.