Dead leaves, dead insects, and continuous heat waves swept through the wasteland.

Another severe drought.

The continuous clouds of locusts have long left, and only white land and corpses are left.

Ye Qiu lay in the pit he dug for a long time. When the yellow sand blown by the wind covered half of his body, his eyes were so dry that it could not turn. The dead wood with all the bark peeled off on the side was creaking, as if it was about to break it, a sudden burst of extremely pure and extremely strong unwillingness suddenly rose in his heart, burning like a fiery fire.

"Why!"

The fist clenched the sand and stood up with all his might. A low and silence sounded, as if he had fulfilled his life's will: "Why should I die like this?"

Even though I had dug a tomb for myself, even though I had known that all the villages and towns within a radius of 100 miles had no food, and even though I knew that there had been three months of rain around the suburbs.

Even though he knew that the court had allocated disaster relief grains, he had already been fed by various yamen, even if he knew that the army that suppressed the disaster victims had been blocked by Shengzhou, even if he knew that even if he continued to live, he was still a servant of the landlord's family in the village. He could not eat enough all day long, and could only work hard and beat or scold.

Even though Ye Qiu had long known that no matter how unwilling he was to be angry or struggled with ugliness, he would have a high chance of dying.

Ye Qiu still doesn't want to die.

It’s not that death is unacceptable.

He just didn't want to die so insignificantly and so ridiculously.

He was born in this world and definitely did not die like this!

Using all the remaining strength in his body, he crawled out of the tomb that he dug for himself, hoping that he could die with dignity and a better-looking one.

His face was pale and thin, and he was crawling on the ground with a skeleton. His ears were buzzing, as if he could hear the sound of insects, which moved the hunger in his belly, making Ye Qiu almost unable to wait to grab the corpse of a small insect on the ground and put it in his mouth to chew it.

With tinnitus, it seems that I really ate a big worm full of juice.

He ate dead leaves and dead insects, and didn't let anything go... Yes, even if the corpse of the locust is dead, it is still poisonous and cannot satisfy hunger at all, but so what? In the continuous years, people can even eat soil, and their children can be exchanged for others. Even if the result is a bloating in the intestines and abdomen, they will die of death, and their children will be cut off. Isn't anyone eating it?

This is a real environment of a vast and white land that is thousands of miles away from the locusts. Ye Qiu had long known the death he was about to face. He was just struggling to relieve the pain of hunger as much as possible. Before he died, he relieved the long-term pain.

The people with surplus food at home have already left, and those without surplus food have long died. Ye Qiu was only lucky to live until now. He dug a corpse in the landlord's house for his servant. It was probably the servant who was beaten to death a few days ago. He was still a little familiar with the face of the corpse.

In short, the landlord's family could not bring a body with them when they fled to famine, which gave Ye Qiu a chance to survive.

But now, even if you commit such a sin, you still cannot escape the final outcome.

He was trapped in a desperate situation where he could not move, and Ye Qiu did not want to accept the arrival of death calmly. He grabbed the soil, crawled on the ground until he had no strength, and had to stop and his limbs were twisted and limp on the ground.

This look is completely opposite to what Ye Qiu wants to look good and have dignity.

"After more than ten years, when someone rebuilt the village here, can those people see my bones think of my struggle at this time?"

In a daze, before Ye Qiu was about to die, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart that made him feel very sad: "No, no... they would never have thought of it. My corpse was just a garbage blocking the road, and it would only be kicked away with one kick."

It took a long time, or a moment.

In the darkness of time, Ye Qiu, who was almost unconscious, heard some movements and some fragments of sounds.

It was the sound of a team's pace shaking the earth, and it was the scattered and rapid communication of several people.

"He's still a child."

A dry and firm voice sounded: "Head, maybe our food is enough?"

"No, not because of the child."

Another low and gentle voice said: "It has been half a year of severe drought, and there is no one around the heart of Shengzhou. He still insists on living."

"He wants to live, we have to keep him alive."

The lips were touched by warm water, and the water was a little rotten. It was a unique taste after being kept in the leather bag for too long and being scorched by the scorching sun, but as long as it was water, it was sweeter than everything.

Wandering in the drowsy dream for a long time, when Ye Qiu opened his eyes again, he saw a group of simple-dressed people gathered together to cheer and hear the sound of joy.

"There is water, there is water!"

"There is indeed a spring here, we dug out the water!"

Then, the water gushed out, and the soaring mist was still cold under the scorching sun. The dripping water that had long forgotten its appearance fell on its face, making the young man confused where he was. He couldn't help but reach out to touch his forehead, feeling a coldness.

After waking up, Ye Qiu naturally joined such a group of people. A few days later, he also understood what the origin of these benefactors who saved his life were.

Shengzhou suffered a severe drought and millions of victims fled, which caused chaos in the world. Rebels emerged one after another. Now the court has no time to provide relief. It is dispatching troops from all over the country to guard the capital (stimulating) land to deal with the back and forth conquests of all the rebels and rebels in the world. Instead, no one cares about Shengzhou, a land full of bones.

There is no one to take care of and no food assistance. In order to survive, the remaining victims of Shengzhou always need to survive. Although this "Yongquan Army" calls itself a rebel army, it is actually just a group of strange people with relevant knowledge gathered together to find the rare water eye in this drought land, open the spring to seek water, and rely on it to survive.

"You can ask me to dig a well."

After diagnosing Ye Qiu's illness and diagnosing it, the tall and thin man in the lead smiled and said, "You are just hungry and anxious. There is no big problem. You have a good foundation."

"You don't have much to go now, so why not follow us and have some saliva to drink."

"Um."

No, it is impossible to refuse, so Ye Qiu naturally joined in.

It has to be said that the hardships of the Yongquan Army's life are hard to describe. The so-called water eye is only for a moment, and it will change at any time as the changes in the Shengzhou veins. At most, it can only relieve hunger and thirst for a while, and it cannot really relieve drought for a long time.

On weekdays, Yongquan military forces surveyed everywhere, crossing wilderness and climbing mountains and ridges was just a leisurely thing. The most uncomfortable thing was that they didn’t have time to find the water eye, and the earth veins changed again, so all the results of the previous survey became useless.

Even if he was a slave in the landlord's house, Ye Qiu was not so tired. He was young and his comrades in the army were still taking care of him. He would not really let him go to the mountains with the army, but he would have to wash clothes and prepare for other seniors on weekdays. If he hadn't done this in the landlord's house before, he would have been in a hurry.

But Ye Qiu was very happy.

It’s not just because you can drink water and chew grass and survive.

It is also because the members of the Yongquan Army would say thank you after he worked hard for a day.

That's enough.

Over the past year, Ye Qiu did everything by chopping wood, cooking, washing clothes, and boiling water. Everyone in the army was happy to teach Ye Qiu to read and write, and took him to explore the mountains and identify the qi, and to recognize the earth's veins.

This is a difficult and happy day, like a day for one person.

A year later, the hot and humid sea breeze swept from south to north, Shengzhou ushered in a long-lost heavy rain, and vitality began to reappear. Shengzhou, where countless disaster victims originated, reappeared plants and trees, but the chaos in the world has not yet calmed down.

But the Yongquan Army was disbanded.

In the final analysis, it is just a group of hungry people who are thirsty and water. Since nectar has fallen from the sky, there is no need to bloom in the ground.

Many strange people said goodbye to each other. Everyone came to the leader who claimed to be the well digging leader and bowed deeply, and even knelt down to worship. The man accepted the bow, but he never wanted others to kneel down to worship himself. If others kneel down, he would also kneel down to worship each other.

But when Ye Qiu was about to go, the thin man accepted his kneeling calmly, but then quickly helped him up.

"We have saved your life, and you kneel down to me, and you should kneel down to other people in the army."

Digging Jing said: "This kneeling is to repay the grace of saving life. If you are willing to kneel down, I can bear it."

"But after this kneeling, Xiao Ye, you are never allowed to kneel again. You are a person who stands tall and dominate. You have finally survived, and you should live as a person in the future and die as a person."

The men's teachings are very serious, and it seems to be to condense many words in the future.

"I know."

Ye Qiu looked around. The spring breeze passed by the wild, the broken grass flew, the sky and the earth were revived, and insects were vaguely heard, and the dead trees in the fields would also turn into new people and new buds.

This two-year drought caused a famine of millions of famine. This chaos that swept the world and turbulent the country was just an accidental change for the whole world, and the temperature recurred during the Little Ice Age.

In other words, it was the most trivial accident.

Of course, he didn't know at that time.

The boy at this moment said, "But I want to continue to follow Mr."

Jiujing was slightly stunned, and then smiled and said, "Then follow me."

The reason for the dissolution of the Yongquan Army is naturally that Shengzhou will no longer have severe drought, but in addition, there is another reason, that is, the leader Mr. Jujing did not intend to give up such a lifestyle.

"Shengzhou is located in a rich place in the Central Plains. There are naturally many casualties and injuries due to severe drought. But on the other hand, if there are springs in the northwest that have long-drought land, can it be possible to reclaim a lot of wasteland and survive?"

"I have this ability, just treat it as something!"

Ye Qiu still remembers the way Mr. Jiujing talked freely. The thin man had a bright look and had no intention of stopping. Since there was no drought here and there was no need for help, he went to the dry land to save people. In the final analysis, since he had the ability to find the earth and open the spring, he should use this ability to help others.

If it weren't for Mr. Jujing's personality, the Yongquan Army would not have been formed, and if it weren't for Mr. Jujing's personality, the Yongquan Army would not have been disbanded.

After all, not everyone plans to spend their entire lives digging wells. Since they can survive, why bother as hard as they used to do?

Ye Qiu yearns for a lifestyle of digging wells. He is unwilling to die in an ordinary way. Even if he struggles uglyly, his hands and feet twisted and digs the soil, he is unwilling to accept the ending quietly. This heart fire that has never been extinguished burns on his chest, allowing him to endure all hardships and tortures.

But being able to die in the middle of digging a well and dying while helping others may be worthy of this life.

The heart fire was willing to be extinguished by the well water, so Ye Qiu followed Mr. Digging and headed to the northwest.

This one has been seven years.

After seven years, some of the people who followed Mr. Digging and some joined. They opened twenty-three geyser eyes in the northwest wilderness and opened four oasis wells. There were countless living people. They were respected and worshipped by countless desert people in the northwest as rebirth benefactors. There were even a ancestral temple built to enshrine its name.

Most of the people who leave are because of this. Since they have been regarded as guests of honor by the desert people, why should they continue to experience the wind and sand in this desert?

Of course, some people want to catch this well digger and make them dig the well for themselves, but because of various causes and conditions, they failed, and the well digger is still digging the well.

Seven years passed in a flash, and the boy had become a man. Ye Qiu was still following Mr. Digging the Well, and under the guidance of the other party, he learned all the techniques of finding the earth veins, distinguishing the weather, digging the well and exploring the veins, and opening mountains and unloading ridges.

"gentlemen."

When walking in the desert and looking for the water eyes of the sandy sea veins, Ye Qiu could not help but ask a few questions about digging the well, and this time the question was particularly big: "I really have a problem and don't understand it."

Die Xiao and said, "Ask."
To be continued...