Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Who provoked him?
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Huge waves rolled and the river water poured down like a beast out of a cage.
The roar was deafening, and the torrent rushed downstream, carrying trees and rocks. The wide river was instantly filled up. In just a few tens of seconds, the Huangjiang River expanded by more than twice, leaving devastation everywhere it passed.
The people on the embankment escaped the disaster, but the banks became turbulent rivers.
Gu Mengran and Meng Gaoyang were soaked to the skin, covered in mud, and sat on the embankment, gasping for breath. Liang Zhao, who didn't have time to climb up the embankment, seemed to be swept away by the flood along with the trees on both sides, disappearing without a trace.
The rumbling sound of water was endless, and the air around became oppressive and suffocating.
Gu Mengran lay on the ground without saying a word, the mud and water covering most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression. But Meng Gaoyang knew without even looking that at this moment, he must be feeling very uncomfortable.
Is there a chance of surviving being swept away by a flood?
With the water level like this, it's impossible.
Not to mention Gu Mengran, Meng Gaoyang also felt very uncomfortable.
Apart from other things, Liang Zhao had lived with them for such a long time and had experienced so much together. Even if they were not related, they still had some feelings for each other. Moreover, they were trying to save him...
Watching him being carried away by the flood without being able to do anything, Meng Gaoyang felt like a stone was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.
The dead cannot be resurrected, and the living must continue to live.
After all, he had lived for most of his life, so Meng Gaoyang quickly suppressed his emotions and cheered up.
He wiped the mud off his face and sat up, gently patting Gu Mengran on the shoulder, "Let's go, kid. We don't know how big this barrier lake is, and we don't know if there will be another wave. We have to get away from Huangjiang as soon as possible."
I thought it would take some effort to comfort and enlighten Gu Mengran, but unexpectedly, as soon as I finished speaking, Gu Mengran stood up, wiped his face, shook his head, and without even looking at the river, he walked forward with big strides.
This reaction is wrong!
The old man was confused and stunned for a moment. At this time, Gu Mengran, who had already walked a distance away, looked back at him and said, "Come on, Grandpa. We are all stuck in the mud. Let's find a safe place to take a shower first."
"Okay, coming." Meng Gaoyang followed quickly.
Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.
Meng Gaoyang would rather he cry and make a fuss than pretend nothing happened and stay calm.
After hesitating for a long time, Meng Gaoyang suggested in a gentle voice: "Meng Ran, how about we go to the downstream to look for it, just in case, right?"
Gu Mengran turned a deaf ear and hurried on his way.
Meng Gaoyang was anxious, "Don't be silent, Meng Ran. We have known each other for a long time, and it's inappropriate to just walk away like this. Grandpa knows that you are upset, so go and give it a try. There is always a glimmer of hope."
"Grandpa." Gu Mengran slowed down his pace and glanced at the old man. "What's the matter with the corpse? I'm fine, Liang Zhao is fine, everything is fine."
The old man's heart was in his throat: "What do you mean Liang Zhao is fine?"
"It's okay, he's not dead." Gu Mengran shrugged indifferently.
It’s over! The old man slapped his forehead.
Maybe the blow was too great and this kid started to escape from reality.
If this goes on, there will be big problems. Meng Gaoyang took a breath and said, "Meng Ran, don't scare me. If you want to cry, cry. If you want to make a scene, make a scene. You are not alone. You still have your grandpa. Your grandpa raised you up. You have to take care of him until the end of his life, don't you?"
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We walked for nearly half an hour, and the old man chattered for half an hour.
Gu Mengran remained silent until he climbed over a towering hillside and came to a narrow and winding country road. Only then did he stop and sit down to rest.
"Almost, it should be safe." Gu Mengran was exhausted and his breathing was a little rapid. After recovering, he took out two bottles of mineral water from the space and handed one of them to the old man, "Sit down, grandpa, drink some water and take a rest."
After taking the water, Meng Gaoyang didn't rush to sit down. He stood in front of him and looked down at him, "Did you listen to me?"
"Listen. Think positively. Everyone will die, it's just a matter of time..."
Gu Mengran repeated the old man's words of consolation, his mouth dry, he unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and drank half of it, then smiled and said: "But grandpa, Liang Zhaozhen is fine."
"It's okay, it's okay. It's just saying it's okay. But where is that person? Point it out to me." Meng Gaoyang was very worried. Although he said that, if Gu Mengran really pointed at the air and said it was here, he would probably faint on the spot.
"Okay." Gu Mengran decisively extended his hand to his grandfather, "Give me your hand."
"Let you show me, let me do it for you—"
"Trust me, Grandpa. I won't hurt you."
Meng Gaoyang sighed upon hearing this and handed it over helplessly.
The two hands met in mid-air, and Meng Gaoyang felt a darkness before his eyes.
Three minutes later, Meng Gaoyang, who had adapted to the light, slowly opened his eyes, as if he had been hit precisely by a bolt of lightning falling from the sky, and he stood there stiffly.
The thick and turbid fog completely dissipated, and the view became extremely wide.
Bright light, blue sky, gurgling streams, herds of cattle and sheep, and - shivering dogs, and people who have come back to life.
Who wouldn't be dumbfounded? The old man's pupils shrank, his lips trembled, and after a long time of thinking, he finally spoke out his question with difficulty: "Meng Ran, are we all dead...have we gone to heaven?"
"How can that be possible, Grandpa? This is space, another function of space."
Worried that his grandfather would not understand and be frightened, Gu Mengran held his hand tightly. But the next moment, his left hand was suddenly held back by his grandfather, with such force that it almost crushed Gu Mengran's hand bones.
Sensing that something was wrong, Gu Mengran pried his grandfather's hands apart and ran away, followed closely by the old man's thundering rage.
"Gu Mengran! I give you three times the time to explain it to me clearly."
"Take a bath, Grandpa, I'm going to take a bath first!"
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The tranquility after the storm was hard-won. Beside the stream upstream, the three of them lay side by side on the bumpy ground, not feeling uncomfortable at all.
Gu Mengran had already fallen asleep with his arm resting on it. The old man and Liang Zhao were chatting idly, and they both lowered their voices at the same time.
After learning about the origin and function of space from Liang Zhao, Meng Gaoyang felt more and more surprised at the barren land in front of him with no grass at all.
Of course, problems arise one after another.
"It doesn't get dark here?"
Just after answering one question, another one was thrown out. Liang Zhao was very patient and answered slowly and in a low voice: "Probably not. I have been here two or three times, each time at a different time, and I have never seen it here at night."
"Oh, this is such a great place! There is water and land, and it's isolated from the world. It's a pity that I can't live here forever, otherwise, let alone earthquakes and floods, I wouldn't be afraid even if the land was completely gone in the future." Meng Gaoyang smacked his lips, his eyes full of regret.
Liang Zhao smiled and said, "Look at the bright side. We can grow food here and take shelter if we encounter danger. Compared to other people, we are very lucky."
"That's right. Our Meng Ran is a blessed man. I thought the storage space was a blessing from God to him, but who would have thought that he would have such a good thing hidden in it."
The old man laughed heartily, and as he was laughing he seemed to think of something, and said with a serious face: "You two are not human beings. You actually hid such an important thing from me. At that time, I really thought you were washed away by the flood. I was so sad."
"I'm sorry, Grandpa Meng. I won't do it again next time."
Liang Zhao's voice was very soft and his attitude was particularly sincere.
Meng Gaoyang waved his hand, "It has nothing to do with you. You don't need to think to know that it must have been Gu Mengran's idea."
"He was also worried about scaring you."
"Worried?" Meng Gaoyang was furious. "I thought you were dead. I tried every way to comfort him, but what happened? He could have explained it to me clearly, but he insisted on being mysterious and keeping me in suspense."
Liang Zhao raised his eyebrows, "Didn't he say I was still alive?"
"You did say that," the old man touched his nose, feeling a little guilty, "but you just said it casually without even an explanation. How can I believe it?"
“Grandpa Meng, he won’t joke with you about this kind of thing.”
It was unclear what happened at the time, but Liang Zhao almost didn't think about it and decisively spoke up for Gu Mengran: "He hadn't slept for nearly two days, and he went into the water to retrieve the dog and raced against the flood. He was exhausted. He didn't mean to keep us in suspense. I think he was just too tired and didn't have the energy to explain."
As soon as these words came out, the old man's face froze slightly, and a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, "I actually overlooked this point. Yes, the brat didn't rest for two days, he must be exhausted, he can fall asleep even lying on the hard mud, and I'm still here... Hey!"
"It's okay, Grandpa Meng, he can't hear me." Liang Zhao said seriously.
"Hahaha..." Meng Gaoyang smiled, patted Liang Zhao on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Grandpa is old, and his memory is not very good. You should help grandpa take care of him and show more concern for him."
Before Liang Zhao could savor the meaning of his words, Meng Gaoyang changed the subject and said, "Grandpa should also thank you. It is thanks to you that you risked your life to save me today. Otherwise, I am afraid that my old bones would not be able to escape this disaster."
"No, Grandpa, you——"
Halfway through his speech, Liang Zhao suddenly realized that he had been misled by the old man. He glanced at Meng Gaoyang and inadvertently met his half-smile, so he smiled lightly and stopped talking.
The outside world is in turmoil, but the space is peaceful. You don't have to worry about staying in the space to rest, but you can't bring any supplies, which means that this place is not suitable for a long stay.
When he woke up, Gu Mengran felt sore in his back, cramps in his legs, his stomach was growling with hunger, and he felt uncomfortable all over, as if he had been beaten up.
Although the space is safe, the reality cannot be escaped. The urgent feeling of hunger in his stomach constantly reminds him that it is time to leave and return to reality.
Rubbing his aching shoulders, Gu Mengran looked at the time. It was already past five in the afternoon. Grandpa and Liang Zhao, who were lying on the ground together, had long disappeared. He looked around and saw the figures of the two people by the stream not far away.
Old man Liang Zhaohe was wading in the stream with his trouser legs rolled up, renovating the muddy little yellow dog.
The two men divided the work and cooperated with each other tacitly. Liang Zhao pinched the dog's mouth and legs and laid the dog down on the shore. Grandpa scooped water from the stream to pour on the dog, and rubbed mud for the dog carefully like a skilled old technician.
Having just saved a dog's life from the water, Xiao Huang was a little stressed when he came into contact with water again. He kicked his four legs and struggled hard, but he was no match for Liang Zhao's strength, and his mouth could not open and he wailed pitifully.
I didn't clean the dog right away, so the mud on his body dried up. The mud, big and small, penetrated the fur layer, and it was difficult to clean it all at once without a container or shower gel.
The dog struggled violently, and it was troublesome if it was frightened.
After a simple cleaning, the mud was no longer visible to the naked eye. The old man wiped his sweat and said breathlessly, "Alright, alright, give it a bath and give me a bath too. It's so tiring. Let Meng Ran do it himself later. He likes these the most."
Liang Zhao said "hmm", grabbed the dog, rinsed it in the water twice, and gently put it on shore.
Xiao Huang was so frightened that his limbs were shaking like a sieve, but when he returned to the shore, he did not run away immediately. Instead, he strictly followed the law of wet dog and suddenly turned into a propeller, shaking his body.
Unable to avoid it, Liang Zhaohe and the old man had water splashed in their faces.
It wasn't washed clean, and there were turbid mud spots in the water. The old man was a little annoyed, but when he looked up, he saw Gu Mengran, who had just approached, was also affected and was drenched by a light rain.
“Hahaha…” The old man gloated, pointing at him and laughing, “It’s better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early, kid, let me wake you up.”
Gu Mengran shook off the water droplets on his hair and sighed helplessly, "Let's go after we're done washing. I'm hungry."
"Ah!" The old man's smile disappeared in a second, and he sighed, "The air here is so fresh. It will be dark outside. I really don't want to leave."
"We still have to farm anyway, so you can come here often in the future." Liang Zhao said to comfort him casually, his eyes fell on the wet little yellow dog, and he asked Gu Mengran softly for his opinion: "Should we take the dog out too?"
Gu Mengran turned around and walked away, as if Liang Zhao didn't exist, without saying a word, and never even gave him a glance from beginning to end.
The old man smelled something bad and turned to look at Liang Zhao, "Is he being disrespectful? Who provokes him?"
Liang Zhao pursed his lips tightly, lowered his eyebrows and looked downcast, "It should be me."
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