Zhang Shaofei walked through dense forests, crossed valleys, traveled through mountains and rivers, and slept in the open air. He walked for an unknown amount of time. On this day, he came to the foot of Dengzhan Ridge at the border with other provinces and settled in a village at the foot of Longfeng Town.
Zhang Shaofei is a sincere and friendly person. Instead of resisting the outsider, the local people get along well with him.
Zhang Shaofei stayed in Dengzhanling for one night, then took a small raft made of bamboo and went upstream along the river.
In the evening of that day, Zhang Shaofei came to a village called Gangjiao. Seeing that it was already dusk and the birds were returning to their nests, he left the raft and landed on the south side of the river, arriving in front of a house.
When the owner of the house, Ou Bo, saw a stranger arriving, he asked why and learned that Zhang Shaofei wanted to stay here. He warmly welcomed him into the house and said, "Looking at your sweating profusely and chapped lips, you must be very thirsty. Come, drink a bowl of water." After saying that, he picked up the big bowl, scooped out a bowl of water from the water tank, and handed it to Zhang Shaofei.
Zhang Shaofei took the big bowl, raised his head and drank the bowl of water in one gulp, and then asked curiously: "Where is this water? It's so sweet!"
Uncle District pointed to the rushing river outside and said, "This is the stream in Nanling."
"Ah, this is like holy water." Zhang Shaofei couldn't help but praise while drinking the water that refreshes the heart and moisturizes the lungs.
Uncle Qu said with a sad face: "I am in charge of the field water in the village. Every morning before dawn, I have to climb to the back mountain to divert water to irrigate the farmland. If there is a severe drought, the fields south of the river bank will crack. The rice harvest is about to fail. It has not rained here for more than a month, and the land in the fields has begun to dry up. It seems that the people around here will starve this year."
Zhang Shaofei looked at Uncle Qu and asked, "Uncle Qu, can we find a water source near the field?"
Uncle District sighed: "It would be best if we could find water in the tunnel, but I think it's just a waste of time."
After hearing this, Zhang Shaofei frowned and fell into deep thought.
Zhang Shaofei stayed in the small hall of Uncle Ou's house that night. All night long he heard the farmer sighing because he couldn't sleep well.
The next day, Zhang Shaofei followed Uncle Ou to Tiandong. The seedlings that caught his eye were beginning to turn yellow.
Zhang Shaofei suggested climbing to the back mountain to divert water, but he saw that the water in the pond in the back mountain was almost bottomed out.
In the past few days, Zhang Shaofei and District Bo lived and ate together and worked together.
That night, the weather was extremely sultry, without a trace of wind, and it had not rained for a long time in summer. Uncle District sat in front of the house, looking up at the stars in the sky in a daze, sighing from time to time.
"Uncle District, don't worry anymore. I think you will find water in the field cave." Zhang Shaofei said comfortingly.
Uncle District smiled bitterly: "Stop comforting me."
Zhang Shaofei said: "Uncle Ou, I am not trying to comfort you. Recently, I have made some new discoveries."
Uncle District asked hurriedly: "What new discoveries have you made?"
Zhang Shaofei said seriously: "I have observed carefully these days. Every evening, there are light spots flickering in the southwest and northeast of the field. I once went to the field and observed carefully. The grass there was very green. I took some of the light under the grass. After careful inspection of the soil, I found it to be extremely moist. I used to dig wells with the older generation in my hometown, and I heard them talk about signs of finding water sources. It seems that if you dig down in that place, spring water will gush out."
Uncle District was overjoyed after hearing this: "If it's really like what you said, I can avoid the pain of climbing up the back mountain to divert water. Today happens to be the first day of the new year. I'll go outside with you to see if it's really what you said. It’s the same story.”
"Okay." Zhang Shaofei promised.
Zhang Shaofei immediately took Uncle District to the southwest of the field, and sure enough he saw a white light flashing.
"If you dig deeper in this place, will you really see the source of water?" Uncle Ou looked at Zhang Shaofei suspiciously.
"In my opinion, I'm sure." Zhang Shaofei said with confidence.
Uncle District was doubtful: "Then, I will identify this location tonight, and I will go to this place to try it out tomorrow."
Early the next morning, Uncle Ou didn't bother to have breakfast, so he couldn't wait to take the shovel with Zhang Shaofei to the designated location southwest of Tiandong.
The two men dug down with shovels. After only two shovels, they saw that the soil under the grass was obviously much moister.
Uncle District dug vigorously. The deeper he dug, the moister the soil became. When it was dug to a depth of one foot, a clear spring gurgled out.
Uncle District was dumbfounded at first, then he slapped his head with his hand and exclaimed ecstatically: "This time I dug a treasure! I dug a treasure!" Then he threw the shovel into the field and ran away. , returned to the village and ran around telling each other.
The villagers in the village came to the southwest of the field with hoes and shovels. Some are digging wells in the northeast, while others are digging canals to divert water for irrigation.
When the villagers saw the dry fields filled with water, they all gave a thumbs up and praised him for doing a great thing for the local people.
Zhang Shaofei bid farewell to the villagers amidst their praises and went upstream along the Nanxi River.
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On this day, Mr. Zhang flew to the Sanjiang Ferry at the foot of the mountains. After the transition, he headed northwest. When he stepped onto a small hill, he was at a loss, not knowing where to go...
Suddenly, Zhang Shaofei saw a halo of light spinning and lingering not far away.
"Is it the halo that's guiding me forward?" Zhang Shaofei felt hot all over and walked involuntarily towards the place where the halo was shining.
After turning around a mountain col, I saw a mountain road extending westward and disappearing into the dense woods.
Zhang Shaofei walked westward along the ancient road in the mountains. He didn't know how long he had walked when he saw a big mountain lying in front of him.
Zhang Shaofei looked up and saw that the mountain was steep and steep, with craggy rocks, particularly dense trees, and towering ancient trees that blocked out the sun, so he climbed up the mountain.
When we climbed to the top of the mountain, it was already dark, and a few yellow-brown foxes were running around in the grass and shrubs, whining from time to time. This empty and desolate mountain top looked particularly desolate and heart-wrenching.
The dark clouds were whipped like prisoners, a blue-white lightning suddenly jumped up, thunder rolled through the sky like thousands of chariots, and heavy rain poured down from the sky.
There was no village in front of the place and no shop in the back. Zhang Shaofei had no choice but to run under a camphor tree to take shelter from the rain, but how could the sparse canopy of the camphor tree block the downpour.
When Zhang Shaofei was in sorrow, another bolt of lightning struck from the sky, tearing open the dark sky and illuminating the earth.
At that moment, Zhang Shaofei felt his eyes light up. There was a stone room ten feet away from him.
Zhang Shaofei hurriedly carried his luggage and ran over.
The huge stone above the stone chamber is supported by two separate huge stones below, forming a large floating eaves more than one foot wide, like the beak of a flying eagle.
Zhang Shaofei hid inside and immediately escaped the rain.
