"It's raining ~ I'm doing laundry ~"

The third and second children ran out of the house with a shout, jumping happily in the rain.

This is not a lazy village, but a very arid land, and the village is called Xiaohe Village.

Every year, the old people will silently pray to the heavens, and the adults will take out the pots and pans at home to welcome the nectar, and the clothes will be dried out, and the men and children will strip naked and rub in the rain.

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Xingzi, who is the main water spirit root, received a two-credit task, which is to water the crops in Xiaohe Village.

Xiaohe Village used to have a small river, but it dried up before Yijiazi, and now there is a kind of crop called "Chai He" planted on the riverbed.

This crop is very drought tolerant, firewood grass is as thin as firewood, slender and long, wilting;

If you cook it and eat it, you will feel full in your stomach, but this thing is very rough, and eating too much will make your neck like a scale, that is, Chai He raised the people of Xiaohe Village.

The villagers of Xiaohe Village are very hard, and the usual strong labor can only maintain half full, and the elderly and women have to starve from time to time, and even a few babies born will be hungry and crying. Every time I hear the child's cry, Xingzi's heart trembles...

He is not a great monk who turns his hands into clouds and rains, he is just a small repair.

What Xingzi can do is to keep performing the cloud and rain technique, adding polish to the dry land one by one, maybe this can grow more rations and make those mothers less sad.

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The riverbed is still cracking, like the years on the old man's face like a knife, so helpless sadness~

Xingzi found that somehow he could have used the "spring technique" to better gather water from the ground to irrigate the crops, but he couldn't gather much water from the ground, so now he can only attract water molecules from the air, and cast a spell into a cloud with one foot and one foot coil, plowing the fields like an old cow.

The calf sat on the ridge not far away, and muttered listlessly: "It's all grass, it's still grass, there's nothing to eat, this king is going to die, this king is going to die.."

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The villagers of Xiaohe Village were full of gratitude to the little immortal master who rescued the suffering, and contributed the things of the past that they could see at home.

The five-year-old girl came to Xingzi and ran to Xingzi, handed a piece of dried meat and said:

"Brother Xingzi, this is mountain rat meat for you to eat, and grandma has sprinkled more salt on it, but it's delicious"!

Xingzi immediately glared at Huang Wang, who knew that Xingzi was a gift for a little girl, so he reluctantly pounded it into its belly pocket, and then took out two sugar pills.

Xingzi snatched the candy, stuffed it into the girl's hand and said, "Brother can't just take your things, this will be eaten for you too."

There is a big yellow-orange-orange ball on each of the two small hands, can you eat this?

The little girl blinked her eyes, stretched out her little tongue and hooked one of them, and immediately licked it several times, and her eyes suddenly became crooked~ So far, there is more color and sweet taste in the world of Xiaolaishui~

After licking a few more times, the little girl carefully wrapped the two candies in her sleeves, shook the two pigtails, dragged the robe-like hundred clothes, and ran home with a cry of joy~

"Thank you, Brother Xingzi~ I'll give Abba and Grandma a taste of the elixir."

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Xingzi can't see this... Raising his head to look at the sky, rolling the whites of his eyes, tears almost fell, and his heart was secretly ruthless:

Damn, this time I will go back and let the old man send a water system monk to release the flood to Xiaohe Village~