Chapter 95 Flash Floods I've never heard of doing good deeds without leaving a trace...

A short woman emerged from the earth. The Earth Goddess, Hu Kunxin, stood on the ground, gazing into the distance with a hint of worry on her face. "Such a grand spectacle… but the Mountain God of Yingshan hasn't returned to his place yet…"

To put it simply, a group of people without divine protection are no different from a child without a mother.

Hu Kunxin sighed, stomped his foot, and took a step back. The boundary between Liwangou and Tonggan Production Team suddenly cracked open, and the rushing flood poured into the deep ravine.

The people of the Liwangou production team were still sound asleep.

All Hu Kunxin can do is protect her "baby".

Looking down at the surging, raging black waves from the rooftop, Deng Xia couldn't help but feel fortunate. "Luckily, I pulled you back just now, otherwise it would have been too late for you to get to a higher place!"

But not everyone can make such a decisive decision.

"Is there anyone who can help me? Please..." Wu Ling looked around in panic, then hurriedly looked at her husband, whose fingers were tightly gripping the eaves and whose body was submerged in the floodwaters. Liu Fushun had been delayed in getting the family's food and money, so he hadn't been able to climb to a higher place in time.

Further on, Li Rongshi was also bobbing up and down in the water, struggling to hold up his son Guangfu. Nie Jinfeng, with tears in her eyes, desperately reached forward, almost half her body hanging off the roof, only held on by Li Rou's other arm and Hongtang biting her clothes. Liu Hongyan anxiously held Xiao Guanglu and embraced Qianqian, while Li Ming paced anxiously on the roof, wishing a long wooden stick would appear out of thin air so his son could grab it.

“Go save Second Brother.” Zhong Ying said to Li Linshi, then turned around and said to her father, Zhong Chunsheng, “Dad, try to see if you can lay the ladder horizontally on the roof of Brother Liu’s house across the street.”

Liu Fushun's house and Zhong Chunsheng's house are separated only by a country road. Now the flood has risen up and submerged the walls of each house, and the roofs are like isolated islands separated by the water.

Zhong Xin helped his father slowly lower the ladder that he had taken to the roof, so that it landed perfectly on the eaves of the house opposite.

After that, Zhong Ying no longer needed to direct them. Old Man Zhong and Zhong Xin spontaneously climbed up the ladder. Originally, there were only Wu Ling and the two children on the roof, but now with the help of the two of them, it was as if they had divine assistance.

"Why don't you throw down what you're holding and grab my hand?" Zhong Xin was truly exasperated. This Brother Liu was so clueless; Zhong Xin couldn't even help him.

Liu Fushun could only grit his teeth and let go, letting the things be washed away by the water. With his free hand, he grabbed Zhong Xin, while Zhong Chunsheng pulled on his other hand. Together, the father and son pulled Liu Fushun out of the water.

On the other side, Li Rongshi desperately tried to get his son into Nie Jinfeng's reach, but the water's force was too strong, and wave after wave only pushed him further and further away. Just when Li Rongshi was in despair, it suddenly felt like someone pushed him from behind, propelling him towards the "shore" in one go.

Nie Jinfeng immediately seized the opportunity, tightly gripping her husband's arm, "Dad, Dad! Come quickly and help pull him up!"

Li Ming no longer needed to look for a wooden stick; he immediately rushed over to pull his son and grandson away.

With the crisis averted, Li Rongshi wanted to turn back and thank his brothers who had helped him before being pulled onto the roof, "Thank you so much, you should come up too—"

He paused, and behind him there was no one, only a vast flood of broken grass and trees mixed with mud.

Li Rongshi was a little confused. Before this, he only knew that doing good deeds without leaving a name, but he had never heard of doing good deeds without leaving a trace.

Just as Li Linshi went to rescue his second brother, the Fan family next to the Zhong family had half of their house destroyed by a powerful flood. In desperation, Fan Wu managed to grab his youngest daughter, Fan Jueyan, and hold her on the remaining roof beams, while Nie Ying was unfortunately swept away by the flood.

"Mother—" the little girl cried out.

Fortunately, Zhong Ying reacted quickly, diving to the edge of the roof and grabbing Nie Ying, who was being swept away by the water. Deng Xia also rushed over to help.

Deng Xia gritted her teeth and grabbed her daughter's clothes tightly from behind, "I told you long ago, we need to fix your old house!"

Nie Ying felt a little embarrassed. She always felt there was no rush. First, she put it off until Erni got married, and then she put it off until her third daughter Zhaodi got married. Now, only her youngest daughter was still unmarried. She originally planned to fix it when she had some free time in a while, but unexpectedly, a flood occurred.

Old Man Zhong and Zhong Xin rescued Liu Fushun from the rooftop next door. All Zhong Ying and her mother Deng Xia could do was hold onto Nie Ying to prevent her from being swept away by the flash flood, but a person's strength will gradually decrease over time.

Nie Ying looked at Zhong Ying, who was being pulled further and further away because of her, and her lips trembled slightly before she finally spoke, "Let go, or I'll pull you down too."

After uttering the first difficult sentence, the rest became easier to say. Nie Ying smiled with relief, "I'm an old woman, it's no pity if I die; you and I are different, you are still young, you can still do many things while you're alive."

The woman who used to be mean, calculating, and gossipy was now willingly giving up her chance to live.

One of the two hands, tightly clasped together, lost its grip first.

Zhong Ying, however, did not let go.

“That doesn’t make sense.” Zhong Ying frowned, her jaw tightened, and she used all her strength to grab Nie Ying’s hand. “It’s not a pity for you to die because you’re old, but I should live because I’m young? How can you make such a comparison? There’s no distinction between high and low, noble and lowly, in life.”

In the darkness, Zhong Ying seemed to hear a sigh of relief, but she had no time to think about it at the moment. She was only anxious to pull Nie Ying up. "Mom, don't pull me anymore. Come and help pull Auntie up."

In the past two years, Deng Xia has gotten used to listening to her daughter, so she did as Zhong Ying said without hesitation.

With sheer willpower, Zhong Ying mustered all her strength and, together with her mother, managed to pull Nie Ying up to help her.

Exhausted, Deng Xia collapsed onto her backside. Nie Ying lay on the roof; although her calves were still submerged in water, at least they wouldn't be washed away.

Zhong Ying, however, did not want to collapse from exhaustion and fall straight into the water.

"Yingnier—" Deng Xia screamed in panic, her voice cracking. She staggered as she lunged forward, but failed to grab her daughter.

The raging torrent seemed to surge forward suddenly, and a wave crashed over and swallowed Zhong Ying, who had fallen into the water.

Those who witnessed this scene were terrified and screamed. Countless hands reached into the water, hoping to catch the person who had just been swept away.

Zhong Xin immediately wanted to jump into the water, but was stopped by Liu Fushun, who had just been rescued. He had been in the water before and knew how powerful the impact was. Let alone saving others, he himself would be in danger if he went in.

Just as Li Linshi saw his second brother rescued, he suddenly heard a scream. He turned around sharply and saw Zhong Ying's face being submerged by the flood. He immediately froze, then quickly disappeared into the water, searching for her.

Li Rou anxiously watched the scene of the accident when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a dark shadow darting out. By the time she could see it clearly, the large black dog had already jumped onto a floating plank. "Brown Sugar!"

Under the worried gazes of the people behind him, the brown sugar leaped onto one floating object after another, several times causing heart-stopping moments, but fortunately it was not too big and each time escaped danger.

The ghost and the dog chased after him without prior arrangement, but soon, Li Linshi reappeared. He frowned. There was water everywhere, and he should have been able to use the water as a medium to quickly move to Zhong Ying's side, but strangely, it seemed as if something was enveloping her, isolating Li Linshi from the outside.

Even more unbelievable is that Zhong Ying was swept away by the flood. Logically, she would have been carried in the direction of the surging water, but she seemed to be going against the current, being swept and pushed towards the source of the flash flood—Yingshan Mountain.

Although puzzled, Li Linshi didn't have time to think about it at the moment, and he chased after them again.

In Yingshan, a strong white tiger leaped into the surging torrent, ignoring the violent force of the water. It plunged into the water and emerged a moment later, grabbing the person by the collar in its mouth and nimbly dragging them to a nearby high ground.

Despite having swum through murky black water, the white tiger's fur remained completely undamaged, with even the tips of its fur gleaming with a faint golden sheen—a truly remarkable sight.

Equally miraculous was that the person the white tiger dragged up was completely clean, with no dirt on him, only his eyes were closed, as if he had no breath left.

The white tiger affectionately leaned forward and licked her face.

When Li Linshi arrived, this was the scene he saw: a ferocious beast with its mouth open, as if it was about to enjoy a feast.

His eyes were bloodshot, and with a wave of his hand, countless thin water ropes emerged from the rain-soaked ground, weaving together to trap the white tiger. Once it was covered, he dragged it backward without any mercy.

Caught off guard, the white tiger was caught off guard and left a drag mark on the muddy ground. Just as the water ghost suddenly appeared and flashed to Zhong Ying's side, about to pick her up and leave, an angry tiger roar came from the air, and all the water ropes that bound it snapped under the absolute force.

Seeing the white tiger leaping towards him, Li Linshi had no choice but to abandon his plan to take Zhong Ying away. Without hesitation, he stood in front of her and began to fight the white tiger.

The white tiger that pounced was very ferocious. If it were an ordinary person, their throat would probably have been bitten off by sharp teeth and their chest would have been torn open by sharp claws. But Li Linshi could transform into invisible water, so these attacks could not hurt him.

Similarly, in the face of absolute power, the strangulation of water is of little use. The white tiger is overpowered by sheer force. Whether it is the water rope that wraps around you, the whirlpool that trips you up, or the water curtain that covers your mouth and nose, they all only annoy the white tiger and are torn apart by its claws.

Brown Sugar arrived in the mountains a step too late. When it saw the ferocious-looking, roaring king of beasts, it was naturally too afraid to resist, being just a dog. It put its front paws on the ground and half-prone its body, a kind of hierarchical balance in the laws of nature.

However, soon, the half-lying-down Red Sugar saw Zhong Ying lying on the ground. Its dark, round eyes lit up immediately, and it cautiously glanced at the White Tiger, seeing a semi-transparent figure fighting with the White Tiger.

Brown Sugar quietly straightened up, cautiously and lightly approaching the person lying on the ground.

Water ghosts fight tigers, brown sugar follows behind.

One step, two steps—those are the puppy's quiet steps.

Despite its fear, Hongtang, with its weak legs, finally reached Zhong Ying's side. It grabbed a corner of her clothes and dragged it away with all its might. Regardless of why the two were fighting, Hongtang just wanted to get Zhong Ying away from this terrible place as soon as possible.

Zhong Ying fell into the water, and after a wave crashed over her, she lost consciousness and sank. But what followed wasn't the suffocating discomfort, but rather the comfort of returning to fetal stage, immersed in amniotic fluid…

It felt like a long time had passed, yet it also felt like only a moment had gone by.

The silent person suddenly opened their eyes, a flash of dark green in their pupils. Zhong Ying blinked, reached out and scooped up the loyal dog that was still struggling to drag her forward, and hugged it tightly.

Zhong Ying sat up and saw Li Linshi and Bai Hu locked in a fierce battle, each move aimed at killing the other.

Her expression froze.

Zhong Ying never expected to say such a thing, but it just so happened to be the perfect word for the situation.

"Stop fighting!" Zhong Ying swallowed the rest of her sentence that almost escaped her lips, took a deep breath, and said, "I said, stop—"

For a moment, not only Li Linshi and Baihu, but also the raindrops falling from the sky and the surging torrents in Yingshan Mountain all stopped and stood still, as if everything had been paused.

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Author's Note: So in this book, the female lead is at the absolute pinnacle of power, controlling everything, haha.