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"Worshiping the ancestors?"

"Yes, ancestor worship!" It had obviously been discussed on the way here, and the voices became all in unison. People from other rooms also walked out one after another, and they all frowned when they heard the words.

Fan Yu saw Lao Chaofeng nodding towards him, took a step forward and said, "What kind of sacrifice?"

"With the blood of the delusional, I will comfort the spirits of my ancestors."

"What is a delusion?"

"Anyone who destroys the spring body without authorization, disturbs the purity of the spring spirit, and disrespects the sacred spring is an idiot."

"You mean the year of the statement?"

"Yes." After Uncle Zhao finished speaking, the villagers nodded together.

"What do you mean, you can't get some chicken blood and duck blood?" Fan Yu was debating, "As for the ceremony, it mainly focuses on a sense of ceremony. The sacrifices should also keep pace with the times. Can't it be enough for Xiao Chen to offer the sacrifices?"

"Nonsense, he is offering sacrifices, what qualifications does he have to offer sacrifices, he is the sacrifice!" Uncle Zhao blew his nose and stared in anger when he heard this, "You have dried up all the springs, and you still want to fool the ancestors and the gods?"

The capable young man who had been walking in front also stood up. He was a head shorter than Fan Yu, but his aura was very fierce: "I have long said that outsiders like them cannot be trusted, so we should just arrest that person to worship our ancestors. Come and take this anger!"

"You can't say that," Fan Yu was still smiling, "Aren't we all here to solve problems?"

"But is this your attitude to solve the problem?"

"You have to say this twice, Uncle Zhao," Fan Yu's smile still remained on his face, "Our attitude depends on how much blood you want."

"That's why we came to discuss it with you."

Fan Yu was also a little curious: "Oh, how can I say that there is still room for bargaining with this blood volume?"

"Hmph," Uncle Zhao snorted coldly to cover up his uneasiness, "Now that I have said it, I will tell you the truth, the water in our Shaquan Village has never dried up since my father's generation can remember it. Of course, there has never been a sacrifice. I only know that my ancestors once encountered the water source drying up. There is a saying in the village chronicle that has been passed down. No one has ever tried it. If I hadn't heard that you were scholars, I wouldn't have come to you. "

"In other words, everything is just a legend. No one has ever tried it, but you want to try it with human life?"

"What do you mean by that? If he hadn't destroyed the spring, why would we have let the good life go by and rushed all night in the wind and sand to come and cause trouble for you?" The young man from before took another step forward and pushed Fan. With a push, Yu felt like he was pushed up a wall.The person in front of him was motionless, but he stumbled back a few steps without noticing.

If they meet a strong man like Fan Yu in the city, most people would rather suffer the consequences of being dumb.But the men here have grown up in the harsh and desolate desert. They face the yellow sand and turn their backs to the sky. They rely on their hands to make a living. , holding a huge fist and attacked Fan Yu.

Before Fan Yu could take action, a black shadow wrapped around the man's fist. He felt that all his strength was like a mud cow entering the sea, and was instantly swallowed up by the endless depth of the desert, leaving no trace.Looking closer, the black shadow returned to the old man who had been silent beside Fan Yu, and it turned out to be his wide sleeves.

This man has a reckless and aggressive personality, but he retains the characteristics of a Shaquan villager in his bones, advocating nature and respecting his elders. In addition, the young man couldn't help but have a sense of awe on his face because of what Lao Chaofeng had just shown.

"What do you think?" Lao Chaofeng pretended that nothing happened and asked in a deep voice.

Uncle Zhao calmed down and said, "Try bleeding first, and stop when the spring water shows signs of recovery."

"Try to bleed? Or in this desert? Why don't you just say that you want to take Xiao Chen's life..."

Fan Yu was halfway through his words when he saw the look in Lao Chaofeng's eyes and had to stop.

"Where to worship ancestors?"

Uncle Zhao also looked at Lao Chaofeng's face, but couldn't tell whether he responded or not. He hesitated for a while and could only continue to answer: "The ancestral temple is in a sand nest surrounded by mountains on three sides behind the village."

"Then let's go to the village first."

After Lao Chaofeng finished speaking, Uncle Zhao had not yet answered, so Jun Jiuzi gave another step: "Well, the sun has come out. Even if we have determined the ancestor worship plan now, it is impossible to complete it immediately. It is necessary to restore the water flow of Shaquan. Time, the top priority is to solve today’s water problem, don’t you think so, Uncle Zhao?”

While Jun Jiuzi was speaking, the sun had already jumped out of the desert. The slanting light turned the entire beach into a sea of ​​golden light. The cold wind that blew past several people also brought warmth, and the temperature was about to rise. .

Uncle Zhao looked at the rapidly rising sun and seemed to have felt the pressure of the scorching heat. This was why he rushed to find someone before dawn - the water source in the desert was too important.

"How are you going to solve it?"

"I will arrange accommodation for everyone in the nearest hotel. I will ask everyone to stay in the county for a few days before the water supply is restored."

"You want to drive us away!" Uncle Zhao's tone changed, and the look of suspicion in his eyes was extremely solemn, "Is this your true purpose?"

"It's okay not to leave," Jun Jiuzi immediately added, "I will find someone to transport domestic water to the village for the next few days until the situation is investigated clearly. What do you think?"

Uncle Zhao obviously had great distrust of the people in the inspection team in front of him. He pondered for a long time without answering, but Fan Yu couldn't wait any longer.

"That won't work. How much manpower and material resources will be wasted just delivering water if we all stay? I suggest sending a few capable leaders to move the women and children to the county first. They can't stand the trouble," Fan Yu suggested to Uncle Zhao, " The rest of the young and strong men can stay to help, so let’s keep three of them, plus Xiao Chen, we’ll count them as four, how about that?”

After he finished speaking, he pointed to the few members of the expedition team around him and said, "You accompany the villagers to the hotel and take care of each other."

Uncle Zhao heard what Fan Yu meant. The three of them went back to the village with the villagers, and the remaining few weak scholars followed the large army back to the county. This was because both sides had left him hostages. They had already given him enough face, and they would not agree again. It's hard to find better conditions.

"Okay." He nodded and agreed.

"Then let's go back to the village first. Can any of you know how to drive?"

As soon as Fan Yu finished speaking, the man who was about to fight him came out: "I can."

"Then you lead the way," Fan Yu said, throwing the key into his hand and pointing to the Wrangler in the yard, "It's not a good car, it can barely be driven." The man may not recognize the license plate, but there is no harm if there is no comparison. , his eyes were fixed on another car parked side by side with the Wrangler - Jun Jiuzi's Mercedes.

"Don't think about it." Fan Yu followed his gaze, patted his shoulder, and pointed at Jun Jiuzi, "This is our Professor Jun's car."

"This girl doll?"

Jun Jiuzi's age and demeanor are certainly not comparable to those of a girl. Half of the reason why the man said this was because he was stimulated by the car, and he deliberately meant it with contempt.

"We've been chatting for so long and you still haven't asked what to call me?" Jun Jiuzi interjected with a gravelly voice.

The man rubbed his neck and replied: "Li Chong."

"It turns out it's Brother Li," Jun Jiuzi turned the car key on her fingertips, lost her scholarly appearance, and said in Fan Yu's usual tone, "I'm also familiar with the road to your village. I'll drive you in a while." Yes, you don’t have to lead the way for me.”

"Hey," Li Chong, "What do you mean, Bibi?"

"random."

Li Chong sneered, without even looking at the female doll in his eyes, and called the villagers who came with him to get in the car.Jun Jiuzi didn't say much and walked directly to her mount. Fan Yu and Qin Jian followed her.

"Hey, Li Chong is indeed quite aggressive, and I think I am at odds with him."

"What?" Lao Chaofeng answered Fan Yu's meaningless words for the first time.

"I originally wanted to discuss with Professor Jun to let me try the car on the way to the village, but with his interference, it's not my turn." Fan Yu said with sadness in his heart, and sighed heavily, "Hey... "

"There are still many opportunities." Lao Chaofeng glanced at the boundless yellow ocean under the fireball. Thinking of He Si's dream, he intuitively felt that things would not end smoothly.

While they were talking, several people got into the car. Li Chong was like a brute, with a bad temper, and he didn't know how to show mercy to women. He stepped on the accelerator and drove out without waiting for Jun Jiuzi to start, leaving behind a trail of dust.

Jun Jiuzi was not in a hurry, and even connected to the Bluetooth of her phone to play a symphony.

"Professor Jun, this song is quite refreshing..." Before Fan Yu could finish the word "生", the car rushed out without warning, and he was thrown onto the back of the car seat, and the rest of his words were lost. Dumped in the yard.

Lao Chaofeng shook his head. He was indeed the female version of Fan Yu, even his bravery was exactly the same.He didn't say much, he just resignedly stretched out his right hand and grabbed the upper right armrest.

The car lights illuminated the rising dust, and the sky was filled with loess, like a sandstorm, or like snow falling in a small world.

Jun Jiuzi's posture when driving was not like Fan Yu's leaning forward. Her body was pressed tightly against the back of the chair, her brows were slightly furrowed, her whole body was tense, her thighs were working hard, and her toes were tightening and loosening. She looked like she was concentrating on learning.Soon, the car drifted out of the yard, and the car driven by Li Chong appeared in front.

The sand surface that had been run over by the car in front rose and fell again. It seemed that the sand surface was still the same as before, but in fact it was softer than before, and it was easy to remove the power from the wheels.Jun Jiuzi is someone who is used to racing on the battlefield, so she naturally knows this truth. She manipulates the steering wheel with ease to avoid the ruts of the car in front, and pursues her fiercely.It's just that Li Chong is more familiar with the terrain than anyone present, and he always chooses the best path. Jun Jiuzi wants to avoid his trajectory while looking for another suitable path. He can't think about it and gradually falls into despair. Downwind.

Attacking the sand slope requires a lot of experience and skills, and of course patience and time. So when the wrangler walking in front of him was about to cross the next sand dune, Jun Jiuzi couldn't help but cursed, but there was nothing he could do.

But just as she took a long run-up and increased her speed to climb the hill, the car in front suddenly slowed down.

"Huh?" Jun Jiuzi was looking for the next corner to hit. Seeing this change, she couldn't help but be surprised.

"Oh, get down." Fan Yu put his head next to Jun Jiuzi's shoulder with a look of gloating on his face, as if he had forgotten that this was his own car.

The closer you get to Shaquan Town, the softer the sand surface becomes, but softness does not mean gentleness. On the contrary, if the driver hesitates or acts recklessly, the wheels will be eaten into the soft sand and sink into it, causing them to lie down. .No matter how hard you try at this time, it is useless. On the contrary, the more you apply the accelerator, the more sand will be picked up, and the deeper the car will sink.When Jun Jiuzi saw this, the speed of the car gradually slowed down.

"Hurry up and wait until we get to the village to see if he's still crazy." Seeing Jun Jiuzi want to stop the car, Fan Yu eagerly patted the back of the chair twice and urged.

But Jun Jiuzi ignored her, and the car stopped firmly next to Li Chong. He propped himself up and jumped out of the car neatly.Jun Jiuzi drives a car so fiercely that she doesn't look like a woman or even a human being, but she is considerate and considerate. When she really encounters a problem, she handles things much more gently than Fan Yu, and she is still soft-hearted.

"Hey, she is a woman after all." Fan Yu muttered, but his body followed him honestly.Seeing that there were enough people in the car, Lao Chaofeng was too lazy to get out of the car and join in the fun. He simply sat in the car and closed his eyes to relax.

Li Chong had a hot temper and a wild temper, but facing the desert where he was born and raised, he was not reckless at all. He did not dare to rely on brute force to continue driving, so he immediately got out of the car and stood beside the car, looking at the tires. Seeing Jun Jiuzi and Fan Yu approaching, a trace of surprise flashed across his face, and then turned into embarrassment.

Jun Jiuzi didn't say much. He first came to the car and knelt down to check the condition of the tires. Then he walked to his car, opened the trunk, took out a shovel, and threw it into Li Chong's hand.

"Here, necessary for sand surfing."

Li Chong took the tool and silently lowered his head to observe the situation in the sand pit again. He used a shovel to free his tire, and then added in a dull voice: "It's not his car. It's driving." Not smooth."

Fan Yu wanted to laugh, but when he saw the look in Jun Jiuzi's eyes, he endured it, nodded and said, "Safety comes first when you are not familiar with the conditions of the car."

Fan Yu was serious, and Li Chong knew he was in the wrong, so he respectfully put the shovel back into their trunk before returning to his car.

Jun Jiuzi and Fan Yu were also about to go back to their cars, when they saw Li Chong, who had just jumped into the car, jumped out again, with a trace of red on his face that was darkened by the sun: "This sand dune will meet you immediately when you reach the top. There is a very steep back slope and you need to turn immediately, otherwise it is easy to fall headlong, which is why I just slowed down."

"But it's easy to lie down like this. Even if you reach the top of the mountain, it's easy to stand on the sand beam and be unable to move."

Jun Jiuzi frowned, and Li Chong now completely believed that this "female doll" was knowledgeable, and his voice became affectionate: "I just thought about it, it doesn't matter if I can't slow down. When you get to the top of the mountain, drive in the direction of Shaliang." After a while, just wait until you see it clearly and then decide on the next step.”

Hearing this, Fan Yu stepped forward and patted Li Chong on the shoulder, and said enthusiastically: "Drive slowly, it doesn't matter if you get stuck again, dig when you need to, drag when you need to, just relax."

Li Chong's face, which had just cleared up a moment ago, turned gloomy again. He pushed Fan Yu's arm off his back and got into the car.

"Virtue." Fan Yu looked at the angry back and smiled.

"Virtue." Jun Jiuzi rolled her eyes at Fan Yu and left her back to him.