After counting them, Li Bai suddenly had a bad feeling. There were ten clay figures among the offerings, and there were ten of them who had accidentally entered Heishui Village!
Li Bai did not dare touch the clay figures. She stepped forward and bent down, twisting into an extremely uncomfortable position to examine them. The moment she caught sight of one figure's profile, the unease in her heart became reality.
The clay figure was Li Maochun!
These little clay figures were exquisitely crafted, far beyond the clay sculptures outside. The painting on their faces was even more lifelike, capturing Li Maochun's devout expression in remarkable detail.
But Li Maochun had already been taken away by Zhusheng Niangniang.
"Plop!"
The sound startled Li Bai out of her thoughts, and Zhang Yuanchao reflexively stepped in front of her to shield her.
"Water..."
Ever since they entered the underground, Li Bai had been searching for water or anything related to it, but she had found nothing. Not until now.
Li Bai headed toward the sound of the water. Before long, she found a well not far from Zhusheng Niangniang's statue.
Strangely, the well rope used to draw water had snapped, so they could no longer draw any. Several waterskins had been discarded beneath the stone rim.
The waterskins were bulging. Li Bai opened one and poured some water out. It really was water, and it was not only far from cold, but even somewhat warm. The clean, clear water flowed between her fingers, seeming to warm her whole body.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuanchao hurriedly poured some over his hands, then his body, and finally splashed his face with it several times. "Ah, this water's wonderful! Girl, try some too. It's even sweet!"
An astonishing sight unfolded: Zhang Yuanchao's lips, which had been purplish