Return of the Pearl

Fu Heng walked with a determined pace, occasionally looking back at the precious water source. His eyes were filled with worry and anticipation, and he prayed silently in his heart: "I hope we can find more water sources as soon as possible, so that this drought-stricken land can be revived."

At the same time, Erkang waved his fists and shouted excitedly: "We can do it!" His face was filled with excitement, as if his whole body was full of strength.

Yan Xishen also followed the team closely. They gritted their teeth and moved forward silently. There was determination in Yan Xishen's eyes, and every step he took was so steady. Yan Xishen's gaze was like a torch, always staring at the front, as if he wanted to see through all the difficulties.

On this difficult journey of searching, each of them had an extremely solemn expression, and each movement was full of strength. Fu Heng's brows were slightly wrinkled, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead; Erkang waved his arms vigorously, full of fighting spirit; Yan Xishen pursed his lips, revealing an unyielding will; his steps were firm, and there was no intention of retreating.

Their story is like a passionate symphony, playing the melody of courage and persistence, echoing for a long time in this dry land. Every note and every beat is filled with their deep love for this land and their infinite expectations for the future. They use their sweat and persistence to compose a magnificent piece of music that moves and amazes people.

Perhaps God was really moved by their persistence, as if there was a magical power blessing them, and this time, he really showed them special favor.

They were pleasantly surprised to find a water source. The clear water sparkled in the sunlight like a shining pearl. Smiles of relief immediately appeared on their faces, and their eyes were filled with excitement and joy.

Immediately afterwards, another water source appeared in front of them, which made them even more excited. Then there was another, and another... Four or five water sources were discovered one after another. The appearance of each water source was like a miracle, which made them unbelievable.

Every discovery made them so excited that they cheered for joy. The cheers rose one after another, as if to awaken the whole world. They hugged each other, congratulated each other, with tears in their eyes. Those were tears of joy, tears of reward for persistence and hard work.

Amidst the cheers, they seemed to see the dawn of hope and the beautiful scene of this dry land regaining its vitality. Their story, like a colorful painting, slowly unfolded on this land.

By nightfall, the sunset glow spread across the horizon like a gorgeous brocade, and they had unexpectedly discovered seven or eight usable underground water sources in a single day! This news was like a thunderclap, exploding in the silent air and shaking the hearts of everyone present.

They stared with their eyes wide open, unable to believe this incredible scene, as if they were in a dream. Fu Heng's face first showed an expression of astonishment, and then turned into ecstasy. His hands trembled slightly, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but was too excited to speak for a while.

Erkang's eyes were wide open, full of surprise and disbelief. He opened his mouth and gasped for air, as if he wanted to inhale all the surprise into his lungs. Yan Xishen's eyes were flashing with tears of excitement as he felt this hard-earned joy.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze. These seven or eight underground water sources were like precious gifts from God, allowing them to see the dawn of hope and making them more determined to overcome the drought.

After the excitement gradually subsided, Fu Heng felt as if his heart was pressed down by a heavy rock, so heavy that he could hardly breathe. He frowned tightly, and his two thick eyebrows were tangled together, forming a deep "Chuan" character.

His gaze was solemn and deep, like a deep lake, examining everything around him, as if he was trying to find an answer, or as if he was pondering some extremely difficult problem.

His eyes were filled with worry, and that worry was like strands of silk thread, entwined in his heart, making him feel extremely heavy and depressed. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start. His face was full of anxiety and uneasiness, and those deep wrinkles seemed to be the marks carved by time, and also witnessed his inner struggle and pain at this moment.

He gradually realized that as more and more water sources were discovered, he had to make difficult decisions and further disperse his already insufficient troops to protect these extremely precious water sources.

However, this made their already weak personnel defense even more vulnerable, like a tattered net, swaying in the storm and prone to being torn apart by the enemy at any time.

Whenever he thought of this, an anxious look would appear on Fu Heng's face involuntarily. The anxiety was like a haze covering his face. His brows were tightly furrowed together, and the wrinkles became more and more severe, as if they could pinch a fly to death. A dense layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the sweat beads sparkled with crystal light in the sunlight, just like his inner uneasiness and worry flowing silently.

It was already late, and Fu Heng sighed helplessly. The sigh was filled with deep powerlessness and melancholy. He knew very well that it was not appropriate to move forward at this time, so he made a prompt decision and decisively ordered everyone to return to Jinan Prefecture to recuperate.

On the way back, they carefully carried and scooped up a lot of water. The water swayed gently in their hands, like a jumping elf, as if it was a symbol of their victory after hardships. Fu Heng's eyes fell on the water, and he felt a little comforted, and his originally frowned brows relaxed a little.

However, that sadness was like an lingering dark cloud, always lingering between his brows and could not be dispelled. It was like a thick shadow, covering up the brief light in Fu Heng's heart, making him fall into deep worry again.

The current situation in Shandong is indeed extremely serious, and Fuheng is keenly aware of this. He knows very well that the Shandong governor dared to openly kill Erkang and others, and that there must be a rebellious intention behind this. In this case, the trip to Shandong will probably be full of difficulties.

However, there were some things Fu Heng did not say out loud, because the current situation was already difficult enough, and there was really no need to cause more trouble for everyone. Fu Heng knew that Fu Lun had gone to mobilize troops, and they just needed to hold on, and when he returned with his troops, all problems would be solved.