When Yu Fei and his party arrived at Yu Fei's hometown village at the foot of Shunhuang Mountain, they found that, as his father said, the stream flowing by the village had completely dried up, revealing patches of white pebbles. It seemed that most of the people in the village Everyone has left, and the doors of every household are locked. The whole village seems unusually quiet. Although the rice has not yet reached the ripe season, some rice fields are already looking a little yellow because no one is managing them and the water source is cut off.
Looking at such a desolate scene, Yu Fei felt a little uncomfortable. After all, this is his hometown, but now it has become like a "ghost village" in a short period of time. It seems that the people in the village have indeed been affected by a series of strange things that have happened recently. I was shocked. Of course, the more important thing is that there is no water source, which has also become a problem in life.
As before, Bai Yiqing parked his car at the entrance of the village committee because there was only a large open space here for parking.
The sound of the car's motor alarmed the people inside. After a while, an old man in his sixties walked out of the village committee gate.
Yu Fei looked up and felt something familiar. He must have seen him somewhere before. After thinking about it again, he quickly remembered that this old man was Jian Laoba. When Yu Fei and others finally escaped from the underground cave, When we were going down the mountain along the stream leading from the black water pool, we met Jian Laoba and his son catching stone frogs. They stayed at Jian Laoba's house that night. In terms of seniority, Yu He was so quick to call him "Ba Ye".
Now Jian Laoba is obviously much older than he was a few years ago, and his face is a bit more sad.
Yu Fei was surprised and happy to see an acquaintance, and immediately went up to him and said, "Master Ba, do you still remember me?"
Jian Laoba tilted his head and looked at Yu Fei for a long time, but he had a puzzled look on his face. He obviously didn't recognize him. After all, they only met once, and Jian Laoba was now older and his memory was not good. Not very good.
"I wonder if you are..." Jian Laoba asked blankly after looking at it for a long time.
"Master Ba, I'm Yu Fei, don't you remember, four years ago I brought a few friends to play and stayed at your house for one night,"
Only then did Jian Laoba remember it, and a smile immediately filled his face: "Oh, it's Fei Yazi who's back. Look at my memory."
When Yu Fei left, he gave Mr. Jianba two thousand yuan, so Mr. Jianba had a very good impression of his nephew. For a long time, he praised Yu almost every time he met. Yu Fei, and I still remember this incident in my heart, but unfortunately I have forgotten Yu Fei’s appearance.
Master Jianba invited Yu Fei and others to sit inside the village committee. Yu Fei did not refuse. It happened that he also wanted to ask Master Jianba about something, so he led Kun Yuanzi and Bai Yiqing and followed Master Jianba in. Qin Feng led the three-eyed monkey to stay in the car. Qin Feng never talked much and did not like to join in the fun. However, it was inconvenient to bring the three-eyed monkey in. After all, it was a monkey. The one on its forehead If the eyes were opened, it might scare people.
It was said to be a village committee, but in fact it was just a somewhat dilapidated blue brick house. Yu Fei and others followed Jian Laoba into the house, and saw four or five older men and a cadre sitting around it. He looked like a middle-aged man, and Yu Fei couldn't help but feel a little strange, wondering what were these people doing at the village committee.
Jian Laoba introduced Yu Fei one by one. It turned out that these people were all seniors in the village and could be regarded as Yu Fei's elders. When they heard that Yu Fei was Yu Zhenshan's son, they all looked... Very enthusiastic.
Yu Fei's father used to be a well-known person in the county, and he was a righteous person. If people in the village encountered any trouble and went to the city to find him, he would usually help readily. Over time, he would also end up in the village. He has a good reputation, and Jian Laoba has been praising Yu Fei since he met him that year. Therefore, even though these old people have never seen Yu Fei in their lives, they are very fond of him. Good impression.
As a result, the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.
After Yu Fei and others sat down, Jian Laoba asked: "Why did Fei Yazi come back at this time?" The implication of his words was naturally that Yu Fei and others came at the wrong time.
Yu Fei smiled and said: "These friends of mine like the landscape of Shunhuang Mountain, so they asked me to take them back to see it." At this point, Yu Fei rolled his eyes and pointed at Kun Yuanzi and said: " By the way, he is a Taoist priest with a high level of cultivation and is proficient in Feng Shui metaphysics."
Kun Yuanzi was slightly stunned at first, then understood what Yu Fei meant, and immediately stood up and cupped his hands towards everyone and said: "I have seen you all, this place is surrounded by mountains and rivers, where the wind and energy are stored, and the pulse is connected to Yin and Yang. It is true that It is a treasured place for Feng Shui. No wonder Emperor Shun chose this place to practice cultivation."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other. An old man with gray hair stood up tremblingly, knelt down towards Kun Yuanzi, and said in a trembling voice with a slightly hoarse voice: "This Taoist Priest. If you have real ability, you must find a way to help our whole village,"
Kun Yuanzi hurriedly raised his hand to help the old man up. Although he had been frozen for thousands of years, he could bear the old man's kneeling based on his seniority alone. But seeing such an old man kneeling in front of him, he felt still in his heart. Somewhat regretful.
Everyone helped the old man to sit on the chair. Jian Laoba said: "Second brother, why are you kneeling down? You are almost eighty and your health is not good. Don't kneel down. Something's wrong,"
The old man gasped and said: "As long as it can bring living water to the village, I am willing to sacrifice my old bones."
An old man sitting next to the old man who was smoking a dry cigarette coughed a few times and said: "Who cares about your old bones? Besides, even if this Taoist master knows Feng Shui, he can't make a stream." Ah, what's the use of kneeling down to him? I think we should dig a well first. As long as the water comes out, we can solve the urgent need. Otherwise, we may not even be able to eat food this year."
"The wells we dug are only enough for the villagers to drink, but they are definitely not enough for irrigation. Once the dry season comes, it will be terrible. I still stick to my point of view just now and organize the villagers to dig a few ponds at high points in the mountains to store water. Rain, just in case of emergencies," another old man with thick eyebrows and big eyes said.
Hearing this, Yu Fei immediately understood that they were gathering at the village committee to discuss how to solve the water source problem.
If the recent series of strange events have made the villagers feel a little scared, then the drying up of the stream can be said to have plunged everyone into despair. If a new water source is not found soon, this place may not be able to survive. ,