It was the first time for Wu Zhe to run so fast. The dantian in the body is like a rapidly rotating engine, with the help of the propulsion of profound energy, the body's jumping ability is exaggerated.
With a leap of seven or eight meters, the scenery flashed backwards quickly, and the wind whistled in my ears.
Hey, we also feel like masters! Wu Zhe felt refreshed in his heart.
"Wow! It's flying!" Ai Yatou cheered.
Wu Zhe laughed and said, "This is far from flying."
"I heard that if you get a moon-rank saint, you can fly!"
"It seems to be able to stand in the air?" Wu Zhe is not sure.
"Standing in the air? Does that mean you can fly?" Ai Yatou said to herself uncertainly.
In any case, it is very desirable to be able to fly.
Wu Zhe was talking to her, and a village appeared in front of her.
Most of them are mixed stone and wood houses, and there are also dilapidated thatched houses. It is obvious that the overall wealth of the village is not good.
"Go home!" Ai Yatou waved her arms and cheered, almost breaking free from Wu Zhe's arms.
Wu Zhe could even see the tears in the corners of her eyes.
It's no wonder that the little girl who is only fourteen years old has left her hometown to come to the Sword Fighting Sect, and she is unfamiliar with the place of life. Although he happily joined Yuan Healing Hall, he has been finding many difficulties. Even with his own help to stimulate the talent of Yuan Healing, he still has limited talent and faces the sad prospect of being eliminated.
Just as Wu Zhe brought her closer, Ai Yatou asked in surprise, "Why is there no one there? Where's the dog? They're all gone too?"
The village was quiet, there was no movement at all.
"It's strange, it's afternoon, at least the old people should be here." Ai Yatou and Wu Zhe searched for many people.
No one was seen, and except for a few chickens and ducks wandering around, there was no living thing.
The doors of the house were not locked, and even some of the yard doors were not closed, as if they all left in a hurry.
"What's going on? What happened? Some thieves slaughtered the village?" Ai Yatou was about to cry out anxiously.
"Don't worry, there's no blood, and there's no sign of a fight. There must be nothing serious." Wu Zhe comforted her, and he jumped onto a higher roof and looked around.
Ai Yato looked up at Wu Zhe nervously.
There is a river in the distance, and there seems to be something beside the river... I can't see clearly, Wu Zhe jumped up again, now I can see it, it seems that there are many people gathered by the river.
"They seem to be by the river!" Wu Zhe quickly jumped down and said to Ai Yatou, "Let's go there quickly."
"Is the sky falling into the river? Let's go!" Ai Yato exclaimed: "Is it going to fight with Neifan Village again?"
Inner Village? Isn't it Lifan Village
The names of these two villages are really weird, and the guy who named them is probably also weird. But why not just call it Nei Fancun? Are you afraid of being swept away by river crabs and strong winds
Wu Zhe came up with the above-mentioned strange thoughts. He was curious but didn't dare to ask. He just ran with Ai girl and said ambiguously: "It's better to fight back, just don't kill anyone."
"How could no one be killed! There was a severe drought ten years ago, and the two villages fought for water, killing and injuring many people. My brother's head was broken at that time, and he died after going back for two days..." Ai Yatou had tears in her eyes Bright.
Wu Zhe was silent, and ran with all his profound energy.
Conflict over access to water sources has always been an important cause of gang fights in rural areas.
Once the two villages clashed, many people were killed or injured. Because the water source is related to the harvest of a village, in water-poor areas, water shortage due to weather often happens.
This year's season is not good, the winter is warmer, there is less snow on the distant mountains, and the river season is much less in late spring and early summer. The irrigation of crops in the two villages has become a problem.
The two villages have been in constant disputes over water grabbing recently, and today happened to be at a critical point. Because there was a conflict between two farmers by the river in the morning, which brought everything to light.
At noon, the village chiefs of the two villages urgently summoned their own people. All the people on both sides were mobilized, no matter adults or children, they were fighting desperately, even the watchdog.
People in Xinfan Village are united, but Neifan Village is richer and seems to have foreign aid.
Fifty people gathered by the river, and in the river, where the current was so small that it could only reach knees, everyone was noisily confronting each other.
"Why is this river only available to you people from Neifan Village?!"
"When did we grab water?!"
"Didn't it be you who secretly dug the irrigation canal in the middle of the night yesterday?"
"It's you who dug the irrigation canal further upstream, so you have the nerve to say us?!"
"Back then we agreed to each have 50% because you wanted to be greedy!"
"It's obvious that you want to be greedy!"
Arguing and arguing, arguing and arguing, in fact, there is no reason.
But I would rather blush and have a thick neck than show weakness.
Even though the tragedy of ten years ago still hurts my heart, irrigation is a big issue related to rations. Even if each of them is afraid of conflict to the death, no one can be weak at the critical point. This is a custom in the countryside, otherwise we will be suppressed by the neighboring villages in the future, and there will be no good fruit to eat.
At this moment, the signs of gang fights between Xinfan Village and Neifan Village are very serious. If it weren't for the fact that people on both sides were palpitating from the tragedy that year, they might have started fighting by now.
In Xinfan Village, Wu Zhe's parents and younger sister, as well as Ai Yatou's parents, also carried sticks and other things.
Although they were all honest people, they trembled a little with fright. But it is related to the village's ration issue, and the villagers cannot be allowed to stand alone, and they have to do it anyway.
"Old man from Xinfan Village! Don't rely on the large number of people in your village!" The head of Neifan Village, who is in his forties and much younger than Xinfan Village, waved his hoe and shouted: "If you really fight, be careful! My subordinates are ruthless and smashed your skull!"
"Bah—I'm not afraid of you if I lay my old bones here!" The village head of Xinfan Village has white beard and hair, trembling all over and waving a hatchet: "Be careful, I will fight to the death and kill you together!" Chop off your brains!"
The two sides were arguing non-stop, and at this moment, the son of the village head of Neifan Village came with several people on horseback.
"Father, don't talk too much to them!" The village chief's son of Neifan yelled loudly: "I have invited helpers! Xuanqi fighters, whoever dares to be arrogant again, we will beat him!"
On a few horses behind him sat two profound energy fighters, all of whom looked down upon the villagers indifferently with their toes high and high.
The son of the village head of Neifan has been doing business abroad, and he has gained a lot in the past few years. This time, he spent a lot of money and invited a pair of Xuanqi warrior brothers.
The fights among the villagers were all random beatings with hoes and hatchets. Where did any warriors join in
As soon as he heard that there were Xuanqi warriors, Xinfan Village immediately fell silent.
The villagers stopped making noise and carefully looked at the reinforcements in Nefan Village.
Seeing that the other party is riding a horse, and they are dressed like warriors, especially the swords and swords on their waists...
The villagers of Xinfan Village did not dare to show their pride. (To be continued.)