Shui Ling scratched his head, mysteriously, forget it, just be a spectator.

Shui Zheran went to knock on Hu Tu's door. Hu Tu came out and asked, "What's wrong?" He was very tired. After all, being dragged all over the mountain by Shui Zheran was a bit unbearable.

"Brother, you have to work hard today. Come with me to the village first." Shui Zheran said with a smile.

"Oh, I'll change some clothes." Hu Tu didn't ask why.

When they arrived at Ruoshui Village, they didn't expect that the villagers didn't sleep. After eating, they gathered at the entrance of the village to chat, talking about the river water.

When Shui Dongliu saw them coming, he immediately stood up and saluted. They didn't know that Hu Tu was not the county magistrate.

Shui Zheran said: "Grandpa, do you know that the river water has become salty?"

Shui Dongliu nodded, "I understand, now we don't know what to do. We used to divert river water for irrigation, but now the river water can no longer be used."

Shui Daqiang said dullly: "Without water, I'm afraid we won't be able to supply it manually, especially in the month before the summer harvest, it hardly rains."

Shui Zheran smiled and said: "No matter what, we have survived so many disasters, and it won't be difficult for us this time."

"This is Hu Tu, whom you all know. He is our county magistrate, but now he has been dismissed from office by the government."

"But he cared about the people, and when he learned that the water had turned salty, he was willing to set an example by worshiping the mountain god, kneeling and kowtowing three times to pray for God's mercy."

"Is there anyone willing to join him? Let's kneel down together and pray for God's mercy!"

As soon as Shui Dongliu rolled his eyes, he knew what Shui Zheran had up his sleeve, and he immediately said, "I am willing."

The village chief has taken the lead, and the villagers will definitely follow. Hope appears on everyone's faces.

However, Hu Tu was dumbfounded. What? Kneeling three times and knocking nine times? Are you trying to kill me?

Shui Zheran poked him and winked.

Hu Tu had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "As long as the water in the river can be restored, I, Hu Tu, will not hesitate to risk my life. You must know that this river is the hope of everyone on our border and cannot be destroyed!"

He is worthy of being a county magistrate. He doesn't need to be taught such sensational words. He just says one thing and does the same thing.

Shui Zheran glanced at Shui Ling and said, "One hour."

"Yeah." Shui Ling understood and asked herself to do it in an hour.

Immediately afterwards, everyone began to kneel down and worship, and the county magistrate took the lead, kneeling down and kowtow three times, and so on.

Shui Ling, "..." If you go on like this for an hour, you won't faint?

Dad's method was quite cruel. He made the villagers kowtow together. By then, they would be so tired that their heads would be dizzy. Who could think so much?

And only when they put in their efforts and sweat will they feel that God is moved by them.

After waiting for forty minutes, Shuiling quietly slipped away and went to the pool first.

The terrain here is very interesting, like a cracked bowl with stone mountains on both sides.

She began to trade with the Yellow Star people, throwing large rocks into the gap first, then small ones, and finally gravel.

The cracks in this "big bowl" were repaired, and the salt water inside no longer flowed into the river.

Shui Ling went to the cave again, collected the soil, and then went to the cave to dig out the wide ravine. The cave was already filled with water. When the water hole became larger, the water immediately rushed out and automatically filled the water hole.

Break away a lot.

After waiting for a while, the water flow suddenly became stronger, and Shui Ling immediately ran out. The water in the cave gradually filled up, then flowed out of the cave entrance, entered the ravine, and entered the river through the gully.

Although the water is not as strong as before, it can still fill half of the river. It is just a matter of time.

Shuiling did all this and went back quietly, while everyone was still bowing.

Hu Tu stood up unsteadily, only to stumble and fall to the ground.

The villagers were also dizzy from exhaustion, and some women could not stand up.

Someone shouted: "There is no water in the river."

The villagers were shocked, why did they kneel down to pray and drown the water?

Shui Zheran took Hu Tu to the river. The two knelt on the ground and kowtowed, muttering to each other.

Others thought they were praying, so they also knelt down and chanted.

In fact, Shui Zheran was talking to Hu Tu in a weird tone, "Hold on a little longer."

Hu Tu said with a cry: "Brother, you really want my life, right? I can't kneel anymore."

"Keep on holding on, the mudslide on the mountain has blocked the mouth of the salt water. If the salt water doesn't come out, the river will definitely dry up." Shui Zheran comforted.

Hu Tu muttered, "What should we do if we don't have fresh water? Just getting rid of the salt water won't work either?"

Shui Zheran chuckled and said, "My daughter went to dig holes. Fresh water will come out soon. All you have to do is perform well and let everyone feel your sincerity in praying to God."

Hu Tu hesitated, how could he be sincere? Could it be possible to cut his wrists and spread some blood?

Just as he was thinking about it, Shui Zheran said: "When the water comes, there will be more soon."

Hu Tu gritted his teeth and stood up, bit the tip of his tongue and squirted hard, then cried out sadly, "I, Hu Tu, are willing to sacrifice my life to heaven, and ask God for mercy and give us fresh water."

The people were shocked by him and looked at him blankly.

The scene suddenly became quiet, with only the rustling of leaves.

But there was also the sound of trickling water among the rustling, and the villagers shouted: "There is water, there is water."

Some people even jumped into the river, picked up a handful of muddy water and took a sip, "It's fresh water, fresh water..."

"Master Qingtian's sincerity moved God, we have water..."

"Master Qingtian..."

"God has mercy..."

You can shout anything at this time.

Hu Tu was dumbfounded, looking sideways at Shui Zheran and winking.

He asked without moving his lips and teeth: "Then."

Shui Zheran shouted, "Sir, what's wrong with you? Your Majesty!"

Hu Tu immediately rolled his eyes and fell straight back. Shui Zheran reached out to catch it, and then said with snot and tears: "Our eldest man has poured out all his blood in order to pray to God."

"Sir, you must hold on. I will take you to my wife and I will definitely cure you!" After saying that, he carried Hu Tu behind him.

The villagers were actually moved to tears, especially the women, who cried loudly.

Shui Zheran ran for a while, then gritted his teeth and cursed: "Brother, you are as fat as a pig. Let my wife get you some weight loss pills to lose weight."

Hu Tu was gloomy. He didn't dare to move, and whispered: "I don't know why. After thirty years of age, even drinking water makes me fat. Do you think I am happy with it?"

"Haha... it may be a physical problem. Just ask my wife. But you have to lie down for a few more days and squint at home." Shui Zheran ordered.

Hu Tu chuckled, "That's great. I have to take a good rest. Half of my life is gone."
Chapter completed!