Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 375 Rain from the sky

In order to save time, Song Chunlin chose the shortest route and went straight through the middle of the barbarian camp. This could save more than half of the time. If it weren't for the tight time and heavy task, Song Chunlin would still like to observe what was different in the barbarian's camp.

After leaving the barbarian camp, Song Chunlin ran wildly. He had recently unlocked a new skill, which was to sit on vines and use his supernatural powers to control the vines to move forward. The speed was faster than riding a horse but slower than riding a motorcycle, but it made the least noise and would not alarm other people.

Only Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue knew that Song Chunlin went to deliver water. The others didn't know the significance of his going out like this. Especially after seeing Song Chunlin enter the barbarian camp unimpeded, everyone held their breath, fearing that they would see the young man torn into pieces by the barbarians and thrown out in the next moment.

But as they waited and waited, there was no movement from the other side. Not to mention being chopped into pieces, there wasn't even the slightest commotion.

"This is really strange. How did Young Master Song manage to get in so quietly?"

Seeing this, Chen Ci couldn't help but scold a few people: "Are you guys free? Instead of talking nonsense, why don't you go over to the other side and kill a few barbarians?"

The person being scolded shook his head frantically: "No, no, I don't have the ability of that young master, so I won't go."

Chen Ci snorted coldly: "Since you know you have no ability, why don't you go patrol seriously and don't be lazy and let the barbarians slip in."

After teaching the gossipy soldier a lesson, Chen Ci looked across with some worry, only to find that he could not find any trace of Song Chunlin at all.

Although he was not sure what Song Chunlin wanted to do, Chen Ci still hoped that he could return safely, otherwise Gu Fengyue would be the first to tear the barbarian on the opposite side apart with his bare hands.

Song Chunlin had a smooth journey. When he arrived at the first town, it was late at night. In the dark night, Song Chunlin first used his mental power to find out where people here stored water. He discovered that in addition to the large water tanks that every household had, there was also a giant pool specially built. The pool was built inside the house, which Song Chunlin had not expected. He didn't know if it was for dust prevention, because the wind and sand here were very strong.

The water in the giant pool has now run dry. By the dry pool, a few old men are sitting beside it with sad faces, sighing at the empty pool.

"Alas, there is not a drop of water in the pond now, and every household's water tank is empty. If this continues, we will really die of thirst."

"Has the person who was sent not returned yet?"

"No, he should be back by now. Did something happen on the way?"

"Didn't they say the barbarians have made a comeback? Could it be that they have reached Linyuan but are unable to return?"

"If that's the case, then it's going to be difficult."

One of the old men sighed heavily and said, "The barbarians don't care about our lives. For now, we can only take a long detour to find water in Tulo."

"No, Tulo is too far. It will take five days just on the road, and that's still the fastest. It will take at least twelve or thirteen days to go back and forth, which is nearly half a month. What are we going to drink in the next half month?"

"That's right. This won't work. The road to Tuluo is not only long, but also full of mountain roads. The mountain roads are rugged and the horses are unstable and prone to falling. Don't let the water fall on the way. Wouldn't that be a waste of effort?"

The old man who proposed it immediately became annoyed: "This won't work, and that won't work either. Then you guys should come up with a solution. We can't just sit here and wait to die."

That was true, but they had thought of all the solutions. For so many years, they had been relying on the Tianchi Lake in Linyuan City for drinking water. It was not easy to suddenly ask them to find another water source. If it was so easy to find, they would not have to go to Linyuan City to fetch water long ago.

Song Chunlin hid in the dark, listening to the voices of these people discussing gradually becoming smaller. In the end, it was still the same old problem: distant water cannot put out a nearby fire. No matter where they went, they had no way to transport the water back safely.

Song Chunlin became a little impatient after listening to this, so he simply gave a few people a mental suggestion. After the old men fell asleep one after another, Song Chunlin stood at the edge of the pool, posed in a very imposing posture, and then started to release water into the pool.

The water Song Chunlin put in was from the small river in the space. The water from this river did not have any special effects, but it was relatively clean and tasted sweet. It was pure water that could be drunk directly.

The speed of directly releasing water was faster than Song Chunlin had expected. In less than half an hour, the huge pool was filled up, while the water level of the small river in the space did not drop visibly. For a moment, Song Chunlin could not help but sigh at the power of space. This river did not look big, but the amount of water was so large. It was probably even larger than the Tianchi.

After finishing the affairs in this city, Song Chunlin immediately rushed to the next town without stopping.

Not long after Song Chunlin left, several old men who had been hypnotized by Song Chunlin's mental power woke up. They looked at each other, none of them understanding why they suddenly fell asleep.

"Oh, how come I fell asleep on the ground? That's so strange..." As the man was speaking, he supported himself on the ground with his hands and slowly got up. When he stood up, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the water in the pool, which seemed to be reflecting the candlelight.

"what is that?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards the pool, and sure enough, the pool seemed to be shimmering, as if there was really water in it... No, that's not right, there was indeed water in it!

"Is it water?"

"It's really water! Oh my God, we are saved."

"No, where did this water come from? Who brought it? How come we don't know anything?"

"Yeah, could there be some fraud involved?"

Several people were skeptical about the sudden appearance of water. Finally, the oldest old man took the ladle and filled himself with water, then looked at the others with a fearless look.

"Everyone, I am old, so I will drink first to show my respect. To be honest, I have been very thirsty for a long time. If this water is really poisonous, at least I didn't die of thirst."

After saying that, the old man tilted his head back and gulped down half a bucket of water in one breath. After drinking it, the old man couldn't help but burp.

The others stared at his every move, and the old man smiled at them.

“This water is quite sweet.”

These words caused the others to swallow their saliva. God knew how long it had been since they had drunk water as heartily as he did. Seeing that he could drink as much water as he was full, they were filled with jealousy.

However, they still remembered their ultimate goal, and after a while, they asked the old man how he felt physically.

The old man was not sure, so he moved his arms and legs, twisted his neck and waist, and then he sprained his waist.

Everyone hurriedly helped the man to sit aside, and then waited for a while. Apart from spraining his waist, the old man seemed to have no other discomfort.

"It looks like this water is drinkable."

"Great, great, drinkable water! Could it be that God has taken pity on us and sent us this life-saving water?"

Then these people classified the water as a gift from God. A long time later, Song Chunlin once saw the temple built by the local people for the so-called water god.

Looking at the water god in everyone's mind, Song Chunlin felt complicated.

However, he had not yet realized the seriousness of the problem, because he had arrived at the second town at dawn. The conditions here were obviously not as good as those in the first town. There were pools, but there were several of them, distributed in several places in the city, and the sizes were also unsatisfactory. It looked like the families raised funds to build them for their members, because these pools were all placed in the ancestral hall.

Song Chunlin felt a headache when he looked at those large and small pools. Although he released water quickly, there were too many of them. Song Chunlin resigned himself to his fate and began to plan the route, trying not to go the wrong way.

After he drew the route map, he began to use his special powers to blend in with the crowd and fill the pools with water one by one.

The pool is the most important place here, and each one is guarded by a dedicated person. Song Chunlin took a look at the conditions of these pools, and it seemed to be better than the first one. It seemed that the people here had a stronger sense of crisis. The water in each pool had not yet reached the bottom. Of course, that shallow layer of water was no different from the bottom.

Perhaps it was because the family's control was stronger, so when their water source was cut off, they began to restrict residents' water use, so that even now they can still see the shadow of water.

As usual, Song Chunlin knocked out the guard, quickly filled the pool with water and left. He did this one after another until all the pools in the city were filled. Song Chunlin was actually sweating due to the unusual heat.

"It's terrible. Even traveling is not this tiring." He complained a few words and watched the sun rise. It was almost noon. In order to travel quickly, he had not eaten yet. He hurried out of the city and found a secluded place. He hid there and ate a late 'breakfast', then drank a few sips of spiritual spring water to restore his physical and mental strength.

Also, not long after Song Chunlin left, warm cheers broke out from all over the city. Some people even knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the sky, thanking God for giving them the rain from heaven.

Just as Song Chunlin was working day and night to deliver water to several other towns, the barbarians launched another attack on Linyuan City. Gu Fengyue personally led his troops to fight with the barbarians. After several rounds, neither side gained any advantage. This time they fought until nightfall.

Gu Fengyue suffered some minor skin injuries on the battlefield. The military doctor bandaged his wound, but his deputy general was complaining to Gu Fengyue at this time.

"At this critical moment, where on earth did Young Master Song go? We can't even find him at this critical moment."

"Say less."

"I'm not wrong." The deputy continued to mutter, "That guy usually runs around aimlessly. Now the two armies are fighting, and he ran away at this time. I'm afraid he has deserted the battlefield."

The other deputy general saw that Gu Fengyue's face was becoming more and more gloomy, and he wanted to poison this ignorant boy to silence him. But he was the fiancé of the Grand Marshal, and he didn't say anything. Why are you saying anything?

Seeing that the brat still didn't repent, the people around him quickly covered his mouth and dragged him out.

The man didn't let go of his hand until they were far away from Gu Fengyue's room. As soon as he let go of his hand, he started complaining again.

"Why are you covering my face? Am I not telling the truth?"

The other party was a little disappointed: "Are you blind? Didn't you see that Da Sima's face changed? Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? You are making up stories about his fiancé in front of Da Sima. Do you want to die?"

The deputy general said nonchalantly, "What's the big deal? He dared to do it, so why should he be afraid of what others say? Didn't you see that when he entered the enemy camp, the barbarians didn't react at all? This shouldn't be the case. He is a Han Chinese boy who ran into a barbarian camp. How could the barbarians let him go?"

What this person said was not wrong. In the eyes of those who did not know the truth, Song Chunlin indeed walked into the enemy camp unscathed. Anyone would find this incredible.

Gu Fengyue was naturally aware of this, but he couldn't possibly defend himself in front of so many people. After all, this matter was too unbelievable, and not many people would believe it if he told it to others. On the contrary, it might cause panic among everyone, and they would label Song Chunlin as a monster.

At this time, Song Chunlin was completely unaware of the rumors in Gu's army. He worked diligently on the road and finally arrived at the last city in the second half of the night.

Following the procedures of the previous cities, Song Chunlin quickly filled all the water storage tanks with water. He calculated the time and felt that if he rushed back now, he should still have time to have afternoon tea with Gu Fengyue. Of course, when he returned to Linyuan, there might be a war going on there, and he could take advantage of the situation.

Thinking of this, Song Chunlin became extremely excited. He made up his mind to rush back in one breath, so he found a nearby wall, ate something to replenish his physical strength, and drank spiritual spring water to replenish his mental strength. After he was full, he commanded the mutated vines to rush back quickly.

On his way back, he changed his route. This route did not pass through the previous towns, but the route was shortened by one third, and there were deserted mountains all along the way. In such a place, Song Chunlin could summon mutant vines unscrupulously to travel without fear of being discovered.

Song Chunlin returned at the right time, because the barbarians had launched another attack on Linyuan City, obviously intending to continue to wear down Gu's army.