Whether it's rainwater or the water hyacinth they brought, it's all water. It can quench the thirst of monks like them, and it can naturally quench the thirst of mortals.
But these mortals were obviously soaked by the rain, but they didn't feel anything at all.
"Can it be said that neither this world nor this mortal can get a little water?" Zhang Feixuan said with a trembling voice.
It's not that he hasn't seen the world before. After all, he used to come from an evil way. He often saw mortals who were treated like ants and trampled on at will. He had never seen anything about the world.
But I have never seen this side of this world.
If you can't take in water, you basically can't take in nutrients. If you can't eat and drink, how do mortals live here?
How could this Zhao land last for so many years?
You can't say that mortals will just pop up like grass in the field when the time comes, right?
Even grass needs grass seeds
If they are deprived of food, no matter how much mortals can survive, they will definitely suffer a majority of casualties. It would be good to be able to leave a few scattered ones behind.
However, this Zhaodi is a dry land, but people are tenacious and alive. Wang Qizheng was able to survive in the past, but it was impossible for him to suddenly die in the past few decades.
What do they eat and drink?
He has seen a village die, a city die, and even an area turn into ghosts. But the death of a country, a country larger than Daqian, the number of mortals, he can't even say, and just thinking about it makes people tremble.
"Heaven and earth are heaven and earth. This place just lacks vitality and has become a dead shell, so it cannot breed new life, but humans are not."
Song Yin glanced at these people and snorted coldly: "It's quite hidden. Why don't you come out immediately?"
With his raised two fingers, he pointed at these people and pushed them forward, "Come out!"
Pointing two fingers in opposite directions, the mortals trembled suddenly, and all of them opened their mouths. The lying bodies moved up from the abdomen, and a bulge was seen on the withered belly, running along the skin to the throat, It spit out from the mouth and turned into a ball of white foam, exposed to the air.
"Ugh, what does it smell like!"
Wang Qizheng retched subconsciously, covered his nose and backed away quickly.
The smell was too strong. In addition to the sour smell, there was also an extremely pungent smell, like the smell of dead insects with strong gas.
"Senior brother, you can still move!" Zhang Feixuan exclaimed.
These foams fell to the ground and spread out like soft mud, but they were actually squirming slowly like snakes and insects.
"insect?"
Gao Sishu leaned over and didn't dislike it. He stretched out his hand and wiped a little, put it to his nose and smelled it, then frowned and said, "Scent."
As soon as he finished speaking, the pungent sour smell seemed to have a different reaction with the air. Wang Qi, who was covering his nose, put down his hand, tentatively shrugged his nose, and exclaimed: "Damn, why did you suddenly change?" It smells good.”
The smell began to become very fragrant, but it was not the scent of powder, but closer to the scent of sandalwood, which gave people a sense of peace of mind.
It seemed that smelling this fragrance had eased the drought heat a bit, making them no longer feel hot.
However, the fragrance only lasted for a while, and the foam-like mud squirmed on the ground for a while before dissipating.
"Cough cough cough!"
At the same time, those people who couldn't get in even a drop of water coughed violently. They subconsciously opened their mouths in the rain and swallowed the falling rainwater. The yellow wind swept forward, which also restored some of their complexion.
One of them opened his eyes and woke up, half sitting on the ground. He stared blankly at the heavy rain falling from the sky. His originally numb eyes gradually gained a little more brilliance, revealing a hint of disbelief.
He held out his hands tremblingly, and saw the rain falling into his hands, gradually accumulating a handful of water in his palms, and his trembling became more severe.
"Water, it's water!"
The man yelled, gnawing at the water in his hand, not daring to waste any of it. Then he looked up to the sky and opened his mouth, patting the rainwater with both hands randomly, as if he wanted to suck all the water into his mouth.
"Water! So much water! It's water!!"
This sound seemed to arouse the rest of the people. They all started up one by one, their eyes gradually changed from numbness to alertness. They either held up the water and drank it in big gulps, or opened their hands in the rain, and opened their mouths to drink. .
From that dying place, everyone came alive.
It wasn't until they were almost drunk and even a little bloated that Song Yin raised his two fingers again, and the heavy rain stopped.
These people looked at me and I looked at you. For a moment, they were frozen on the spot, not knowing what to say.
The old man who was supported by Wang Qizheng before reacted in time. He glanced at Song Yin and the others, stood up tremblingly, and raised his hand to Song Yin, "You are polite, young man. I wonder if you were saved by the young hero?"
"That is of course my senior brother."
Zhang Feixuan said at the right time: "This rain is caused by my senior brother's magic power. You are alive because of my senior brother's magical power. My senior brother is not a young hero, but a great immortal!"
In the past, when mortals were saved by Song Yin, they were grateful, but this time there was something different.
"Great Immortal."
After hearing this, the old man took a step back, with a clear look of fear on his face.
It seems that this 'immortal' is some kind of ghost that causes harm to people.
"Don't panic, old man. I haven't saved you yet. I just drove the things out of your body. You just drank some water and are now being maintained by my yellow wind. But people still need to absorb nutrients. After eating, This will make up for the lost vitality."
Song Yin smiled and said hello to Wang Qizheng, "Third junior brother, make a fire to cook and supplement some nutrition with them."
His Huang Feng can make the dead alive with flesh and white bones, but it is still not enough to make up for the deficiency. But if it is maintained by Huang Feng, there is no situation where the deficiency is not supplemented. As long as the nutrition can keep up, the body can be restored immediately. usual.
But as soon as Song Yin said these words, the people around him became even more frightened.
The old man trembled and glanced at these people. The man in front wearing a crown and a big cloak was majestic, the man in brocade clothes had an evil face, and the tall man like a giant spirit god grinned evilly. Like a ferocious beast, the tall and thin one is like a ghost, and the girl is also very weird.
Only the fortune teller seemed harmless, but if he got mixed up with these people, how could he be a good person?
Plop!
The old man knelt down directly and begged: "Great Immortal, we really don't want to die, and we don't want anything. We don't want to eat. We just want to live! Please be merciful to the Great Immortal and let us live!"
"Please be kind to the great immortal and let me have a way out!!"
The people at the back all knelt down, grabbed the ground with their heads, and shouted in unison.
The purpose of making fire and cooking seemed not to feed them, but to feed Song Yin and others.
"You old man, you don't know a good heart!"
Wang Qizheng said angrily: "My senior brother was kind enough to save you, but you are ungrateful so forget it. What does it mean to look like this? Are you afraid of being eaten?!"
These people didn't answer, they just knelt there and waited quietly, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, praying that people wouldn't kill them, so helpless and pitiful.
(End of chapter)
