Asking Immortals: From the Republic of China to Marvel

But in the eyes of the old scholar, it is not God's blessing at all, but the devil... bah ~ saved by the young man with a face as beautiful as a crown jewel and an extraordinary temperament.

As a doctor, the old scholar has been practicing medicine for decades. He is used to seeing life and death. How can he get so much good luck and God's blessings? In today's troubled times, he has not seen any immortals to save the world or miracles. In the end, he has to rely on himself to fight with the world. God fights for fate.

Just now, Ye Wentian stepped forward to investigate. After the slight movement of his fingers, the moisture in the air and the falling temperature were so obvious that the middle-aged man was recovering visibly with the naked eye.

And Ye Wentian's smile when he left at the end, in the eyes of the nearest old scholar, it was like looking at the lines on the palm of his hand. Decades of experience are not in vain, this is obviously what the young man in the brocade robes and jade robes meant. means of exertion.

The old scholar kept marveling in his heart, who could do this to bring the dead back to life?I'm afraid I'm going to meet a true immortal today!

Then he suddenly heard that the young man did not thank the true immortal who saved both father and son, but instead thanked God for his blessing. He immediately felt a little unhappy and reminded him.

"Ah?! Shuan Shuan, why don't you hurry up and keep your benefactor!"

"Okay, Dad!"

"..."

The father and son heard the old scholar's reminder. The middle-aged man couldn't figure out the situation, but when he saw the old scholar's righteous description, he couldn't help but believe it and quickly ordered Shuanshuan to go and keep his benefactor.

The young man had a vague realization in his heart. When he was rescued before, he didn't have time to thank him because he was worried about his father's safety.At this time, I realized that my father was also saved by this person. This kind of kindness is probably greater than the sky.

He quickly wanted to turn around and look for Ye Wentian, but the three of them had already gone away, so where could they find him? The father and son could only bury this kindness silently in their hearts.

For Ye Wentian, this matter is nothing more than a trivial matter. Now that he has met it, he naturally cannot ignore it and do what he wants in his heart, let alone what he can do. ! I don’t need anything in return, I just want to understand the Taoist heart.

The three of them entered the city. Compared with the outside of the city, the temperature inside the city was at least five or six degrees higher. Except for those who went out to farm, there were few people wandering around on the road.

This northwest is not a prosperous place, most of the shops are closed, only a few grocery stores and large restaurants are still open, the six senses spread, and the sounds from every corner of the city are collected in the ears.

There were cries of mourning all over the place, but there was no shortage of people enjoying themselves no matter where they were. Ye Wentian didn't have the time to come and teach them a lesson. He came today just to investigate the situation of the drought.

Ye Wentian looked around, reached out and grabbed a kind-hearted old man in his fifties or sixties, and then said:

"Old man, I wonder if I can ask you something?"

"Who are you?"

The old man had just returned from farming outside when he was pulled over by Ye Wentian. Hearing this, he looked at the three of them with caution, fearing that they were some kind of liar.

"Don't be afraid, old man. We were assigned by Mr. Sun to understand the drought situation."

"It turns out to be sir! I'm so polite."

Ye Wentian took the opportunity to take out the "Special Certificate of the Republic of China". The old man was also illiterate, but seeing Ye Wentian's appearance, he believed it and hurriedly wanted to see the gift.

How could Ye Wentian let a person of his age salute him? He immediately supported him, indicating that there was no need to be polite, and then continued to speak:

"What I'm going to ask you next is related to the amount of food you will provide for disaster relief in the future and the intensity of your relief efforts, so you must answer honestly."

"Sir, I understand the seriousness!"

Ye Wentian opened his mouth and fooled the old man, which also shocked the old man. He immediately had a serious expression on his face, waiting for Ye Wentian to ask questions.

"I wonder how the food production here is now?"

"Oh, sir, don't blame me for complaining. We just harvested wheat recently. Under normal circumstances, one acre of land can produce six to seven hundred catties.

But when the drought hit, the crop shrunk by half. One acre of land could only yield less than half of the harvest, which was considered a meager harvest. Our family of six could only farm two acres of land. Now we don’t have enough food to eat, so we have to make do with it. Live off last year's surplus grain.

The autumn crops have been planted. Looking at the current situation, it is estimated that next year there may be no seeds and no harvest..."

When Ye Wentian asked, the old man started to complain endlessly. He couldn't stop talking. It could be said that he couldn't stop at all.

Unconsciously, half an hour passed like this, and the old man finally finished complaining, which made Ye Wentian feel a little dizzy.

But the good thing is, it is estimated that as long as the drought can be solved this year, next year... well~ next year I will have to live on relief food, and the year after that should be back to normal.

"Old man, could you take us to your field?"

"This~this..."

"Don't worry, I won't let you lead the way in vain!"

"OK then."

"..."

Seeing the old man's hesitation, Ye Wentian immediately took out a silver dollar from his pocket.Seeing this, the old man readily accepted it. From here to the fields outside the city, it was only ten or twenty miles away. If you lead the way, you could earn thousands of dollars. Naturally, there was nothing to refuse.

……

After understanding the local situation, Ye Wentian and the others said goodbye and left, flying to the next place. It took them one day to explore more than a dozen counties.

It is estimated that it will take at least a week to fully understand the drought situation in the entire Guanzhong land. However, it will take several months before the drought seriously affects the people. There is still a lot of time, and Ye Wentian is not in a hurry.

Later, Ye Wentian took Ye Qing and Qiu Chi to fly around Guanzhong, learning about the development of the drought.The recording of water veins on the side of Liuyun Temple is also proceeding in an orderly manner.

The two parties advanced hand in hand. The cultivators plus the disciples from Chongyang Palace, at least four to five hundred people, painted the water veins in the distance while those with high cultivation level painted the water veins nearby.

Within a week, a detailed map of the entire Guanzhong water vein was drawn, with all widths, widths, depths, and depths recorded on it. Ye Wentian's instructions were strictly followed without any omissions.

At this time, Ye Wentian and the other three were able to finish investigating the drought conditions in Guanzhong, leaving Xianyang unexplored.

In fact, from Ye Wentian's point of view, although he was somewhat fortunate that nothing unusual was found this week, he still had some doubts in his heart.

Logically speaking, due to the influence of climate and geographical location in Guanzhong, it is normal for droughts to occur frequently. It can take as short as three to five years or as long as more than ten years, and there will inevitably be a drought.

The focus is on the Millennium Drought, which is a metaphor for an extremely rare and severe drought that has not happened a few times in history. According to previous records: In the 18th year of the Republic of China, from spring to autumn, not a drop of rain fell, and wells and springs dried up. Jing, Wei, Han, The water in Baozhou has stopped flowing, and horses and carriages can pass through the river.

They didn’t even have to drink water, and they were talking about the situation next year, and then there was: no rain for three years, no harvest, ten houses and nine empty houses, starvation and death everywhere, and the disaster was unprecedented.