Reborn as a snake, creating a magic method in the real world

Chapter 75 Asking the mountain god for rain?

Due to the relatively high ground temperature due to high temperature, drought and other weather, it is easy to cause spontaneous combustion of combustible materials in the forest or on the surface, resulting in forest fires.

Once the mountain fire ignites, I am afraid that the whole mountain will not be spared, including the creatures in the mountain, Ye Qin will also be affected.

Although he is fully capable of escaping from the wildfire and training in another place, he is used to staying here.

And what he saw when he opened his eyes was this mountain. He had already regarded this place as his home, and because of the bones in the cave, he started practicing cultivation by accident.

He could run, but he couldn't take the bones away.

Ye Qin's original contemplation came from bones. If the bones were burned in the fire, it would probably affect him to a certain extent.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it, and things haven't reached the worst yet."

Ye Qin comforted himself. Although the temperature is high now, it is not so outrageous. Although it has not rained, it might rain in a few days.

This is the case on the mountain, not to mention the villagers living at the foot of the mountain.

Near noon, there were not many people in the field, not because they went to eat, but because the temperature was too high to bear.

Wu Yuan is drying the medicinal materials. With this temperature, it used to take a few days to dry, but now it only takes one day.

"boom!"

The gate of the yard was suddenly pushed open, and a villager ran over in a panic, "Oh no, Uncle Wu, my dad went to work in the fields and suddenly fainted. Please go over and have a look."

Wu Yuan glanced at the sun, it was noon again, and he already had the answer in his heart, so he rushed over to take a look, and it was indeed so.

The man lying on the bed looked flushed and touched his forehead. The temperature was a bit high and there were many beads of sweat on his body.

"Your father is suffering from heat stroke. Go to my place later and get some honeysuckle, forsythia, and coptis for him to drink."

Aunt Li quickly thanked her, "Thank you so much, Uncle Wu. It's such a bright sun, so I bothered you to make a trip."

Wu Yuan wiped the sweat from his forehead. The man's home was not far away, but after walking such a short distance, his clothes were already wet with sweat, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

Aunt Li also brought watermelon from the side, and greeted Wu Yuan, "Eat some watermelon to relieve the heat."

Originally, she wanted to put it in the well water to cool it, but the temperature was too high and the well water was still hot, so she simply gave up.

Wu Yuan took it, without exception, the freshly picked watermelon was also hot.

"Didn't the village head say a few days ago, don't go to the field at noon, it's too easy to get heatstroke."

Aunt Li looked awkward, a little embarrassed.

"He said he was in good health and could bear it. Fortunately, Zhuzi saw it when he was delivering food to him. Otherwise, we don't know what would have happened."

This carried it to the bed.

Wu Yuan was a little serious, "Fortunately, we discovered it in time this time. It's not particularly serious. This matter is not a joke."

Aunt Li nodded again and again, with lingering fear on her face, looking at the high temperature outside the window, the heat wave visible to the naked eye, constantly invading the crops in the field.

The water in the rice fields is almost bottomed out now. If this continues, it will be a matter of time before it is dried out.

Aunt Li said worriedly: "If it doesn't rain again, what will happen to the rice?"

Wu Yuan also sighed heavily, "Maybe it will rain in a few days."

"I hope so."

The sun was shining outside and there was no cloud in the sky, but such a fine weather has become a shadow that hangs over the heads of all the villagers.

A few days later, they did not wait for rain, but instead waited for high temperatures.

"The recent hot weather, please pay attention to all villagers, take measures to prevent heat stroke, work in the fields, avoid the highest temperature on the surface as much as possible, prepare cool tea at home, and be careful of fire in hot weather, everyone remember"

The big speakers in the village play similar content every day.

Remind villagers to be careful of heatstroke.

In the past, at noon, you could still see many people working in the fields, but now there is no one.

The temperature was so high that even the farmers like them, who faced the loess and turned their backs to the sky, couldn't bear it. Everyone avoided the high temperature either in the morning or in the afternoon.

But even so, I was sweating just after going to the field.

They can change the working hours, but the crops cannot.

With no rain for a long time, the crops in the field are gradually withering and yellowing, and there is almost no water in the rice fields. If this continues, I am afraid that there will be no harvest.

The villagers had no choice but to bring water here, but even so, the distant water could not meet the thirst, and it was too labor-intensive to help.

After dinner in the evening, many people came out for a walk, gathered under the big tree in the village, talking about the family's problems, but now they are discussing topics such as drought, high temperature, and crops.

Everyone was frowning, with lingering sorrow in their brows.

"The village chief, please think of a way. If this continues, people will not be able to bear it, not to mention the crops, the rice will die in the sun."

"No, our paddy field has dried up. It's impossible to pump water into such a big field. Several large ponds in the village have been dried up and only a shallow bottom is left."

"Don't talk about the pond. My family is a fish farmer. The fish can't stand the high temperature. Countless fish have died, which is a heavy loss."

"Our crops are not much better. If this continues, what will we do when we harvest in autumn?"

A bunch of people gathered around the village chief to complain.

The village chief was smoking a dry cigarette, and the folds between his brows could pinch a mosquito to death.

"Oh, I know what you said, but I can't help it."

"Didn't the TV say that artificial rainfall can be done? The village chief, find a way and apply to the higher authorities."

The village head sighed heavily, "You are thinking too simply, thinking that our village is hot and dry."

This time, the hot and dry weather has swept through the entire foggy city, and other cities have also suffered. Besides, artificial rainfall is also conditional and costly, and it does not mean that it will fall just as soon as it falls.

Even if you have money, you can't go to every place, let alone a small village like theirs, which is far away from the town.

Everyone understood what the village chief meant, and they were a little dumbfounded.

"Then what should we do now? We can't let us just watch the crops wither. The big guys depend on the land for food. If the harvest is not good next year, it will be a big loss."

Although in this day and age, no matter how poor you are, you won’t have enough food to eat, but the crops are the harvest of a year’s work, and they can be exchanged for money. It would be a big loss if all of them suffer.

The village chief looked at the setting sun outside, and even in the evening, he could still feel the high temperature.

"Then what can we do, we can only pray to God for rain quickly and give us a way to survive."

"The reservoirs are all dry, and even the water for the diversion canals is gone. What can we do?"

Speaking of praying, someone suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of something.

"We can pray to the master of the mountain god. It can even save the mother of Xiaocao, bring the dead back to life, and has boundless magic power. It is not a problem to want to call the wind and rain."

"Yeah, that's a pretty good idea."

This proposal quickly gained everyone's approval.