Chapter 74: Asking the mountain god for rain?

Style: Fantasy Author: Zhengong XianyouWords: 2293Update Time: 24/01/12 19:57:52
Because high temperature, drought and other weather conditions cause the ground temperature to be relatively high, it is easy to cause spontaneous combustion of combustible materials in the forest or on the surface, resulting in forest fires.

Once a mountain fire breaks out, I am afraid that the entire mountain will not be spared, including the creatures in the mountain. Ye Qin will also be affected.

Although he is fully capable of escaping from the wildfire and training in another place, he is used to staying here.

And what he saw when he opened his eyes was this mountain. He had already regarded this place as his home, and because of the bones in the cave, he started practicing cultivation by accident.

He could run, but he couldn't take the bones away.

Ye Qin's original visualization object came from white bones. If the bones were burned in a fire, it would most likely have a certain impact on him.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it, and things haven't reached the worst yet."

Ye Qin comforted himself that although the temperature was high now, it was not that outrageous. Although it had not rained, it might rain in a few days.

This is true for the mountains, not to mention the villagers living at the foot of the mountains.

As it approached noon, there were not many people in the field, not because they had gone to eat, but because the temperature was too high and they could not bear it.

Wu Yuan is drying the medicinal materials. At this temperature, it used to take several days to dry, but now it only takes one day.

"boom!"

The gate of the yard was suddenly pushed open, and a villager ran over in a panic, "Oh no, Uncle Wu, my dad went to work in the fields and suddenly fainted. Please go over and have a look."

Wu Yuan glanced at the sun. It was noon again. He already had the answer in his heart. He rushed over to take a look and found that it was indeed the case.

The man lying on the bed looked flushed and touched his forehead. The temperature was a bit high and there were many beads of sweat on his body.

"Your dad is suffering from heatstroke. He can go to my place later and get some honeysuckle, forsythia, and coptis to make a medicine for him and drink it down."

Aunt Li quickly thanked her, "Thank you so much, Uncle Wu. It's such a bright sun, so I bothered you to make a trip."

Wu Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. The man's home was not far away, but after walking such a short distance, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his whole body looked like he had been fished out of water.

Aunt Li also brought watermelon from the side and greeted Wu Yuan, "Eat some watermelon to relieve the heat."

Originally, she wanted to put it in the well water to cool it, but the temperature was too high and the well water was still hot, so she simply gave up.

Wu Yuan took it, and without exception, the freshly picked watermelon was also hot.

"Didn't the village chief say a few days ago that you shouldn't go to the fields at noon? It's too easy to get heat stroke."

Aunt Li looked embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

"He said he was in good health and could bear it. Fortunately, Zhuzi saw it when he was delivering food to him. Otherwise, we don't know what would have happened."

This time he carried it to the bed.

Wu Yuan was a little serious, "Fortunately, it was discovered in time this time. It's not particularly serious. This matter is no joke."

Aunt Li nodded repeatedly, with a lingering fear on her face, looking at the high temperature outside the window, the heat wave visible to the naked eye, constantly attacking the crops in the field.

The water in the rice fields is almost bottomed out now. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before it is dried out.

Aunt Li said worriedly: "If it doesn't rain again, what will happen to the rice?"

Wu Yuan also sighed heavily, "Maybe it will rain in a few days."

"I hope so."

The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky, but such good weather turned into a shadow hanging over all the villagers.

A few days later, they did not wait for rain, but instead waited for high temperatures.

"In the recent hot and hot weather, all villagers are requested to pay attention and take measures to prevent heat stroke. When working in the fields, avoid the highest temperature on the surface as much as possible. Prepare refreshing tea to relieve heat at home. In addition, be careful of fires in hot weather. Please remember."

The loudspeakers in the village play similar content every day.

Villagers are reminded to beware of heatstroke.

In the past, at noon, you could still see many people working in the fields, but now there is no one.

The temperature was so high that even the farmers like them, who faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky, couldn't bear it. Everyone avoided the high temperature either in the morning or in the afternoon.

But even so, I was covered in sweat just after I went to the field.

They can change the working hours, but the crops cannot.

With no rain for a long time, the crops in the fields are gradually withering and turning yellow. There is almost no water in the rice fields. If this continues, there may be no harvest.

The villagers had no choice but to transport water, but even so, water from far away could not reach the thirsty people nearby, and it was too labor-intensive, so it was of no avail.

Every evening after dinner, many people go out for a walk and gather under the big trees in the village, talking about the East, West, and Home, but now they are discussing topics such as drought, high temperature, and crops.

Everyone has a sad face, with lingering sadness on their brows.

"Village chief, please think of a way. If this continues, people will not be able to bear it, let alone the crops. The rice will be burned to death."

"No, our paddy field has dried up. It's impossible to pump water into such a big field. Several large ponds in the village have been scorched and only a shallow bottom is left."

"Don't talk about the pond. My family is a fish farmer. The fish can't stand the high temperature. Countless fish have died, which is a heavy loss."

"The situation of our crops is not much better. If this continues, what will happen during the autumn harvest?"

A crowd of people gathered around the village chief to complain.

The village chief smoked a dry cigarette, and the wrinkles between his brows could kill a mosquito.

"Oh, I know everything you said, but there's nothing I can do about it."

"Didn't it say on TV that artificial rainfall can be done? Village chief, please think of a way and apply to the higher authorities."

The village chief sighed heavily, "You are too simplistic. You think our village is just suffering from high temperature and drought."

This time, the hot and dry weather has swept across the entire foggy city, and other cities have also suffered. Besides, artificial rainfall is also conditional and costly, and it does not mean that it will fall just as soon as it falls.

Even if you have money, you can't go to every place, let alone a small village like theirs, which is far away from the town.

Everyone understood the implication of the village chief's words and were dumbfounded.

"Then what should we do now? We can't let us just watch the crops wither. Everyone depends on the land for food. If the harvest is not good next year, it will be a huge loss."

Although in this day and age, no matter how poor you are, you will not be without food, but the crops are the harvest of a year's work and can be exchanged for money. It would be a huge loss if everything suffered.

The village chief glanced at the setting sun outside. Even in the evening, he could still feel the constant heat.

"Then what can we do? We can only pray to God for rain soon and give us a way to survive."

"The reservoirs are all dry, and even the water for the diversion canals is gone. What should we do?"

Speaking of praying, someone suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he thought of something.

"We can pray to the mountain god. He can save even Mother Xiaocao and bring her back to life. Its power is boundless. It's not a problem to control the wind and rain."

"Yeah, that's a good idea."

This proposal quickly gained everyone's approval.

(End of chapter)