Asking Immortals: From the Republic of China to Marvel

For those who know Ye Wentian well, they all know that he is rational, intelligent and clear in his work. Unknowingly, he has been regarded as the center of decision-making by his relatives and friends.

Ye Qing squatted aside and played with ants carelessly. Qiu Chi and Liu Yun Guanzhu looked slightly anxious on their faces, but they did not interrupt Ye Wentian's morning exercise.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Wencai stopped, closed his eyes and retracted his energy, then suddenly opened them again, his eyes shot out three feet away and disappeared in an instant.

Ye Wentian's whole person once again returned to the state of being as calm as an ancient well, with an elegant and ethereal spirit radiating from the inside out. The young master is like no other in the world, and he is a handsome young man.

"Why do you look anxious? Why don't you learn from Ye Qing? You can see that he doesn't have any worries. The solution to the drought cannot be solved overnight. Don't rush, there is still plenty of time."

As soon as Ye Wentian turned his head, he saw the slightly solemn expressions of Qiu Chi and Liu Yun Guanzhu, and then he spoke to ease their tense hearts.

"Hmph~ A scaly insect knows nothing!"

"you…"

"Want to take action? Come on, let's go out and fight!"

"Xiaolong is not as knowledgeable as women~"

"..."

When Qiu Chi heard Ye Wentian's shameless use of Ye Qing as an example, he said angrily on the spot. Ye Qing was a little speechless after hearing this. He was playing with ants and yet he suffered such an unreasonable disaster...

Just as he was about to retort, he suddenly saw lightning flashing around Qiu Chi and electric currents making random noises. At this moment, Ye Qing was scared. He quickly explained, then buried his head and continued to play with ants.

"Oh, don't be so grumpy. If you have something to say, talk to me. Let's continue talking."

The Master of Liuyun Temple and Ye Qing had a good rapport, and they had a very good relationship. Seeing this, they immediately felt a little embarrassed and quickly spoke up to smooth over the dispute.

Ye Wentian stroked his forehead and kept complaining in his heart. A woman's heart is as deep as a needle, it is really unpredictable...

"Wentian, tell me, do you have any good ideas?"

"We have some clues, but we haven't conducted any on-site investigation, so it's hard to draw a conclusion directly."

After hearing the question from Master Liuyun Temple, Ye Wentian thought for a while and replied that he did have some ideas, but he had to wait until the entire Guanzhong drought situation was fully investigated before he could decide what to do.

"Then what should we do next?" Qiu Chi asked with hopeful eyes after hearing this.

"I wonder if the Lord Liuyun Temple can command all the colleagues in the Chongyang Palace?"

"The old Taoist has lived for more than a hundred years, but he is still a bit thin-faced. Let alone a disciple, as long as you really have a way to control the drought, the head of the Chongyang Palace can obey your orders!"

"That's good. As long as everyone works together, this matter will not be difficult."

When Ye Wentian heard the assurance from the Master of Liuyun Temple, he was slightly relieved. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to do this alone.

"Wentian, just tell me if you have any orders."

"I need you to summon all the colleagues in the Chongyang Palace to extend from Xianyang to various places in Guanzhong and draw all the water veins, not even a small stream.

While drawing the water veins, record the width and depth of each water area or river. The more detailed the better.Remember, this is important and must not be ignored. "

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away!"

"..."

The Master of Liuyun Temple also acted resolutely. After speaking, he turned around and left. This was to gather all his colleagues to prepare for action.

"Lord, what about us next?"

"Of course you can't wait here. You and Aunt Qiu will go out with me to see how the drought is developing."

"Okay!" "Okay~"

"..."

Ye Wentian was not a procrastinator. The three of them were all innate and were not burdened with ordinary people's trivial matters. They went to find the master of Liuyun Temple and said goodbye before going out.

The three of them flew in the air and arrived at Shangjun in less than two quarters of an hour. Throughout the ages, Guanzhong has experienced nine droughts in ten years. The most severe drought outbreaks were in Xianyang and Shangjun.

Xianyang is not far from Chongyang Palace. You can explore it in detail at any time, but there is no need to be in a hurry.

Shangjun is located in the northernmost part of Guanzhong, at the junction of the Loess Plateau and Mu Us Sandy Land. It is the transition zone between the Loess Plateau and the Inner Mongolia Plateau.It is much drier than Xianyang, so naturally we have to come here to explore it first.

The figure stopped thousands of feet in the air, and the Shangjun City below was as big as a basin in his eyes. Ye Wentian restrained the fluctuations of his magic power and carefully felt the abnormalities here.

The temperature in the air thousands of feet high is at least fifty or sixty degrees, and when converted to the ground it is at least over forty degrees. There are few clouds and fog around the body, and it is almost invisible.

It can be said to be cloudless, and the way to control water is running. He carefully sensed the water vapor in a radius of more than ten kilometers here. Ye Wentian found that the water vapor content here was far less than the normal content.

It can even be said that the water vapor content is even less than in the desert, and even dew may not condense in one night. However, this is sandy land and it is experiencing a thousand-year drought, so this situation is to be expected.

Recording all the data in his heart, Ye Wentian took the lead and descended from the air to an uninhabited place outside the city, followed closely by Ye Qing and Qiu Chi.

Shangjun is at the junction of the five provinces of Shaanxi, Gansu, Ningxia, Mongolia and Shanxi. It has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times.

The surroundings are covered with yellow sand, dotted with weeds, and there are traces of cutting and axe cutting on the tall and majestic city walls, which fully reflects the feeling of desert loneliness.

Without losing the reputation of "the ancient city of Taichung in the south tower and north, and famous all over the world for riding on the sixth floor", this is also one of the sections where the Great Wall is located, and it is definitely an important border city.

After approaching the city gate, I saw pedestrians with white handkerchiefs on their heads, sweating profusely on their backs, and looking listless. At the same time, the sweat was dried by the wind before it shed, and their faces and lips were all chapped. A few of them were carrying heavy loads. The pace of things and people is a little difficult.

In contrast to this scene, the soldiers stationed at the intersection were sitting in rows under the awnings, smoking heavy cigarettes and closing their eyes to meditate.

The leading noncommissioned officer stepped on the low stool, leaned over the table, and ate the watermelon and vomited the core...

Ye Wentian's brows jumped when he saw it. Let me go, the world is suffering here, but you are actually enjoying it so much? !What is intolerable is unbearable.

"Someone passed out!"

"what?"

"How do you think this is done?"

"..."

Just as he was about to teach the soldiers a lesson, there was a sudden noise coming from the surroundings. Holding back his eager heart, Ye Wentian was a little curious and moved closer.

The noncommissioned officer, who was lying on the table eating watermelon and spitting core, heard the commotion and came over. With a look of impatience on his face, he kicked and kicked the onlookers out of the way.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead when the sun is out. If you want to die, stay far away. It's bad luck!"

"Don't step on hungry daddy!"

Lying on the ground was a skinny, middle-aged man. The sergeant walked to the middle, cursed and kicked the middle-aged man several times with his feet.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen squatting next to the middle-aged man immediately became angry when he saw this. His father had already fallen ill and fell to the ground, and he was still being treated like this.

Immediately, his eyes glowed red, he stood up and rushed towards the sergeant, wanting to protect his father's dignity.