"Uncle Bao, is there any rescue for Shuang Lengquan?"

The words of the storm made Fengyun look like a drowning man seeing a piece of driftwood, and a glimmer of hope immediately rose in his heart.

"What does it mean to be saved? Shuang Lengquan is good, what do you want me to do?"

"Uncle Bao, you mean Shuang Lengquan hasn't dried up?"

Feng Yun's two eyes lit up suddenly, shimmering, making people afraid to look straight. It was his mood fluctuating that caused his eyes that had been affected by the eye of the snake **** to release power.

"When did I say that the Shuang Lengquan dried up?"

The storm subconsciously avoided Feng Yun's eyes.

"You told me personally just now."

"What I told you just now was that there was no water in Shuang Lengquan."

"Uncle Bao, I'm sorry, I heard it wrong."

Fengyun had already smiled at this time and looked much more relaxed, but in the end he was still a little worried about the situation in Shuang Lengquan: "Uncle Bao, can I go over and take a look?"

He didn't think the storm would lie to him, but before he had a specific understanding of the situation in Shuang Lengquan, his heart could not be relieved.

Even if it is just a spring water that has been sent into the rice field by the storm, how fast is its water coming out, and when will it meet the requirements for planting rainbow rice again? This is for him, for the Huojiao tribe, and even for the entire Leize They are all very important, so he can't help but care.

"Of course."

As the storm said, while giving way to Fengyun.

Feng Yun couldn't wait to cast his gaze at Shuang Lengquan, and when his gaze really fell on it, the worry in his heart was completely dissipated.

It is one thing for the storm to tell him the situation, but another thing to see with his own eyes.

The storm did not deceive him. The Shuang Lengquan really just has no water. The spring is still there and water is emerging. Now there is some water accumulated near the spring. Although there is no way to compare it with when it has a lot of water, it does Feng Yun took a reassuring pill.

He made a rough estimate of the amount of water produced. It will take about fifteen to twenty days for the quantity of spring water to reach the level before the rainbow rice was planted. If you want to expand the planting area, it will take more time.

In other words, if you want to get a new batch of rainbow rice, you have to wait at least another half a month, but Fengyun still feels more satisfied.

There will be one harvest in half a month, and the speed is already very fast. What's more, the precious treasures that are grown are rainbow rice, which is already quite good.

"I just don't know if the spring can be digged larger, so will the water output be even greater?"

After confirming the condition of the Shuang Leng Springs, Feng Yun's mood was completely relaxed, so he looked at the springs that were watering, and casually said what he said in his heart.

"It can't be used, it can't be used, Yun, absolutely can't be used."

Unexpectedly, Feng Yun just casually said it but caused Mu Qiuxia's strong opposition. Even when she was speaking, she stopped between him and Shuang Lengquan, as if he was afraid that he would actually dig out the spring.

"Yun, I don't approve of you doing this either."

Although the storm didn't stop him like Mu Qiuxia, but from his look and tone, it was clear that he and Mu Qiuxia had the same idea.

"Qiuxia Witch, Uncle Bao, it’s not that serious, right? I just want to dig the spring a bit bigger, but I don’t want to destroy it? Besides, I did this to get more spring water and grow it. More rainbow rice."

Feng Yun was puzzled by Mu Qiuxia and Storm's actions, and felt that they had made a fuss too much.

"Yun, maybe you think there is nothing wrong with doing this, but what I want to sue you is that if you really do this, you are destroying Shuang Lengquan."

Unlike Fengyun's disapproval, Mu Qiuxia's expression is still very serious.

"Qiuxia is right, you really might ruin Shuang Lengquan."

The storm once again sided with Mu Qiuxia.

"Qiuxiawu, Uncle Bao, do you know something I don't know? I'm talking about Shuang Lengquan."

Although Feng Yun was not extremely clever, he was not a fool, and he soon noticed the abnormality from Mu Qiuxia and Feng Feng's performance.

Mu Qiuxia and Feng Feng looked at each other, and finally Mu Qiuxia spoke: "Yun, it's true that you don't know each other. Whether it is me or your uncle Bao, I don't know more about Shuang Lengquan than you."

"Then why are you so sure that I will ruin the double cold spring by digging the big spring?"

Feng Yun became even more confused.

"Although we don't know about Shuang Lengquan, we do know that some special terrains are often formed under very harsh conditions. Once they are changed, they will often change and never recover. Looks like.

"Yun, I advise you not to touch the eyes of Shuang Lengquan. I can understand that your idea of ​​planting more rainbow rice is for the Huojiao tribe and for the whole Lei Ze, but this approach is indeed not advisable, because Compared with the general special terrain, the formation conditions of a treasured land like Shuang Lengquan will undoubtedly be more demanding, and no one can guarantee that if you move it, there will be serious consequences."

"That's it."

Feng Yun showed a suddenly realized expression, this time he really understood, but didn't know how to pretend to understand.

Before Mu Qiuxia had finished speaking, Feng Yun realized that she was right, because before the crossing, he had heard that some special terrains were formed because of special conditions.

"Qiuxiawu, Uncle Bao, don't worry. I will never touch the double cold spring again. I promise you."

Seeing the two of them still looking at them, their eyes still faintly worried, Feng Yun immediately made a promise to them, which made them completely relieved.

"Yun, let's go back and collect all the rainbow rice. If there is any accident, our loss will be great."

The storm reached out his palm, grabbed Feng Yun's arm, and drew him towards the rice field.

"Uncle Bao, you still don't trust me."

Feng Yun couldn't help but let out a bitter smile in his heart, but he didn't show it. Instead, he walked towards the rainbow rice field with the storm.

In fact, Fengyun can understand the storm.

Keeping the double cold springs is equivalent to having a steady stream of access to rainbow rice. Perhaps the speed of acquiring rainbow rice is not very fast, but it is much better than nothing. Obviously, he does not want to see it because of his attempts. There is a risk of no harvest.

The storm pulled the wind and cloud to the edge of the rice field, but still did not stop, went straight into the rice field, and wanted to harvest rainbow rice with him.

Feng Yun did not refuse, approached a rainbow rice, drew a bone knife, reached out his arm, hugged it, and cut it against the ground, but when he was about to cut the rice stalk, he slightly frowned. .

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