Chapter 62 Heavy Rain



The wound on my head hurts a little, but there is no way to treat it.

He raised his hand to wipe the blood and was about to order everyone to set off, but Ling Jiheng asked everyone to stop for a while.

There is no other reason, after this rainstorm, water resources will become even more scarce.

In the past, there was no water due to drought. But after more than a month, even though there was water, we were afraid to drink it.

When I shared my concerns with everyone, I could see their expressions change even through the rain.

Ling Jiheng used a clay pot to scoop up the relatively clean ice lumps on the ground. After filling it up, he suggested to Gao Hongbin that they make use of the empty buckets and jars.

After this incident, no one dared to ignore Ling Jiheng's opinion.

Everyone worked quickly and within two minutes, all the containers were filled.

The rain grew heavier, gradually washing away the hailstones on the ground and sweeping up the remains of trees, forming black lava.

They didn't dare to delay and hurriedly pushed the cart away.

Although it was raining heavily, the ground was hard after being burned by the wildfire and would not turn muddy in a short time.

Instead, the cracked soil was washed by the rain and flowed down the mountain.

The speed is so fast that a flash flood will form in just a few minutes.

"Hurry up!" Gao Hongbin shouted loudly and even reached out to help the exiled prisoners push the cart.

Seeing this, the other guards with swords also lowered their status and came over to help.

Chi Xingyue had to struggle as he stepped in calf-deep rainwater.

The impact from above was too much for her small body to bear.

Fortunately, there were carts and boxes of treasures to hold them down, otherwise they would have been washed away.

Seeing this, Ling Jiheng ripped off a piece of his clothes and tied it around the wrists of the two men. Shu Muyun and Shu Rui were also tied together and walked cautiously.

Suddenly, a huge wave hit and overturned a cart loaded with calligraphy and paintings, ancient books, porcelain and silver.

Among the people pushing the cart, one was swept down the mountain by the water, one was hit on the head and bleeding by a box, and one had his leg broken by the cart.

There was one lucky guy who ran away before the water came down.

"What are you doing? Do you know this can kill people?" The man who was hit on the head covered the wound with his skin and flesh turned outward and pushed the man pulling the cart hard.

He turned his head and looked at the rolling torrent: "No, it has already killed people."

There was an indescribable dejection in his tone.

Seeing this, others rushed to help, but found that the cart would shake as soon as they let go, and they could only sigh in despair.

Gao Hongbin saw this and quickly called a few sword-wielding guards to help. The cart with the boxes tied to it couldn't be moved, so they could only open a gap and drag the people out.

Only then did Chi Xingyue notice that it was Chen Baiqing who rolled down the mountain, and the injured were the two thieves who stole Chen Baiqing's dried meat.

The one who ran away was a direct descendant of the Chen family.

As expected, evildoers will be punished by God.

But that direct descendant of the Chen family is not a good person either.

Chi Xingyue withdrew his gaze and looked at the people from the Ling family. Seeing that everyone was leaning safely on the cart, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The rain was too heavy to continue walking. Fortunately, the terrain here was flat and the soil was hard, so it wouldn't collapse for a while.

In that case, let's rest here and wait until the rain subsides before taking action.

Everyone was still frightened by the flood that had just come down from the mountain. When they heard Ling Jiheng's plan, they quickly nodded in agreement.

They were afraid that if they continued walking, they would be swept away.

Ling Jiheng asked everyone to push the carts together so that they would be heavy enough and at least would not be overturned by the water or washed away.

Then the adults and children were tied together, for fear that if they were careless they would lose track of anyone.

The impact of the rain made it extremely difficult for them to move, but they still tried their best to overcome it.

Finally, in the evening, the forest of less than 100 square meters was surrounded into a solid fortress.

But the rain is still falling, with no sign of stopping.

Several women in the team were holding their stomachs with expressions of pain on their faces.

Chi Xingyue took a quick glance and understood what had happened, but she was powerless to do anything.

Suddenly I felt lucky that my body hadn't developed. Otherwise, getting caught in the rain during my period would have been twice as painful.

The ground was full of water, and I couldn't squat or sit.

Seeing that the car was relatively stable, everyone climbed on it. At least their lower bodies didn't have to be soaked in water all the time.

Chi Xingyue sat on the box and felt like the sky was leaking, which was amazing.

I just don't know how long it will rain. It should have been quite a while since it caused such a severe flood in the south of the Yangtze River.

What Chi Xingyue didn't know was that the rain in the south of the Yangtze River was much heavier than here.

The hailstorm over there lasted for more than three hours, breaking through the roofs of many wealthy houses.

The refugees from Hezhong Prefecture who had just fled there were devastated by the sudden hailstorm, without even being able to leave their homes.

They had traveled a long distance, exhausted physically and mentally, and the slightest exertion would have left them exhausted. Most of them had died before even experiencing a flood.

Because of the heavy rain, no one came to collect their bodies.

By the time he was discovered, he had already swollen into a giant, adding fuel to the epidemic in the Yong Dynasty.

This marked the beginning of the dynasty's collapse.

Of course, this is all later.

At this time, it was already dark.

In the heavy rain, no one cared about the cycle of life and death anymore. They just sat in the car shivering and said nothing.

This rainstorm can be said to be the worst weather they encountered on their way to exile.

The drought of the past ten days is completely incomparable to the current situation.

Chi Xingyue nestled in Ling Jiheng's arms, feeling like she was about to be frozen into a popsicle.

If she, a young person, is like this, what about the old man and old lady? Can they hold on?

His consciousness sank into the space, and he took out three cold medicines from the express box in the security room, one for himself, one for the old man, and one for the old lady.

The two had many doubts about the white pills, but for Ling Jiheng's sake, they swallowed them in one gulp.

It’s just that feeling, astringent and bitter.

Chi Xingyue did not treat Ling Jiheng badly and gave him the water bag filled with medicine.

Ling Jiheng closed his eyes and drank most of it. Feeling that the taste of the medicine was not particularly strong, he passed the water bag to Ling Weicheng and Shu Muyun.

As for the others, forget it. It's not that I don't feel bad, but I'm afraid of exposing the fairy's abnormality.

However, they were a family after all, so Ling Jiheng asked Chi Xingyue for a bag of ginger slices, soaked them in rainwater, and then distributed them to everyone in the Ling family.

This thing can keep away the cold, but it is a bit spicy. Conditions are limited now, and there are not many to choose from.

They held the ginger slices in their mouths one by one, their expressions filled with both surprise and pain.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Chi Xingyue was tired and hungry. He took out a steamed bun from the space and stuffed it into his mouth quickly.

The rain covered up the smell, and no one noticed her little action except Ling Jiheng.

Chi Xingyue ate three in a row and drank half a water bag of hot milk before he felt a little better and his body gradually warmed up.

Raising his hand to feed Ling Jiheng, he forgot that the steamed buns wouldn't refresh. By the time he realized what was happening, there were only two of them left on the plate.

Continue read on readnovelmtl.com


Recommendation



Comments

Please login to comment

Support Us

Donate to disable ads.

Buy Me a Coffee at ko-fi.com
Chapter List