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Chapter 376 The eighth prophetic mural! Flood!

Chapter 377 The eighth prophetic mural! Flood!

 On the Yinyi River outside the city.

 The ship is like a shadow.

With the harvest in recent days, the mountains are covered with precious medicinal herbs. As more and more people get the news, the number of ships traveling to and from the city is doubling every day.

 The broad river is crowded with ships and masts.

The merchant ships came in fully loaded and returned fully loaded. The docks were in full swing. The porters were unloading the cloth, spices, porcelain and other commodities brought in from other places. The merchant ships were soon unloaded and empty. Soon there was another group of porters at the urging of the foreman.

Next, I carried the rice and medicinal materials harvested from generation to generation, and stepped up the shipment to other places in order to catch up with the next shipment.

 Even for a while, there were not enough porters on the dock, and the major chambers of commerce rushed to increase the price to hire porters. They all wanted to unload and load the goods as soon as possible, and made many trips to resell goods from both places.

The little labor cost of hiring a porter turned into a small profit in the face of the huge profit difference in reselling back and forth.

Even the gangs of dock porters who usually fight for territory and fight for a merchant ship have no manpower at all when faced with so many merchant ships crowded in. How can they think of fighting? Instead, they call for friends

Get up and move goods at the dock and make a fortune together.

  No matter who has a wife and children to support, there is endless work to do, and businessmen are willing to pay more for labor. Even if they can’t make enough money, who is still willing to cause trouble and fight for territory.

At this time, Wuzhou Prefecture was not only busy with merchant ships from other places, but also with a large number of passenger ships.

Those passenger ships are very different from merchant ships in appearance. Passenger ships do not have to be fast. In order to maintain stability and reduce the comfort of passengers, most of them are flat-bowed flat-bow ships. Although these bows have poor wave-breaking effect and cannot go very fast.

, but the advantage is that the hull is stable and the shaking of the hull is minimized.

As soon as these passenger ships docked, there were immediately sedan bearers, wheelbarrow drivers, and coachmen running over to collect passengers.

Some young men, scholars, ladies and gentlemen who had just come off the ship were surrounded by people soliciting customers before they had time to see the prosperous city clearly.

These outsiders had heard about the celestial phenomena in Wuzhou Fucheng, and they all rushed over to see the spectacle.

 What is the cheapest in Fucheng now?

 The first is grain, and the second is medicinal materials. The grain merchants and drug merchants in Fucheng have made a lot of money in these days, and they are making a lot of money every day.

In fact, because there are not enough merchant ships to transport goods, the wealthy merchants of the chamber of commerce have bought up all the private ships, even the fishing boats. For these businessmen, it is really every inch of time and money now, and they have to work hard every day.

Making big money.

At this time, it is not surprising that Fucheng is overcrowded. Restaurants, teahouses, restaurants, cloth shops, and jade shops are full of foreign tourists. Even the incense in temples and Taoist temples is particularly prosperous these days.

Who would have thought that just a few days ago, the harvest in Fucheng was poor, the people were in dire straits, and it was difficult for the people to even drink water.

It is said that whether a place is prosperous or not, first look at the Goulan Houses, secondly the flower streets and willow alleys, and thirdly the brothels. Now these places in Fucheng are crowded with businessmen and tourists from other places, spending money like water, and the girls are busy day and night.

It's also open during the day.

 …

On the Yinyi River, where water transport in Wuzhou Prefecture is prosperous and ships are crowded, a merchant ship with a deep draft and a full load of goods returning home was slowly pulled upstream by trackers on the rope amid shouts and shouts on the river bank.

The skin of the trackers' backs were tanned and dark. They bent forward, carrying stiff ropes on their backs, and limped forward on the rocky shoals. There were blood marks on their bare arms, which were rubbed by the ropes, mixed with the summer heat.

The scorching sun and sweat bring excruciating pain.

It’s not that they don’t wear clothes, and the baby at home is still crying out for repairs. How many pieces of clothing can a poor family have that can withstand wear and tear?

Hi, hey, the shouts of these fibrous men's men in the empty valley on both sides of the strait, and suddenly, the merchant ship's avatars hit something in the river and rolled up a small wave flower.

“What was that sound just now?” A boatman ran to the bow to take a look.

But immediately, a cry of panic rang out from the bow of the boat, and the boatman screamed in panic that there were dead people in the water, there were dead people in the water.

"Uncle Guizi, what's going on?" A lurker on the shore raised his arm and wiped the sweat on his face. He asked a 30-year-old man with a dark face and continued to bend his knees to pull the boat.

 This tracker, whose skin on his back has been severely worn all year round and is dressed in swarthy skin, is still in his teens.

The middle-aged man in his thirties, who was called Uncle Guizi, had a calm personality. He continued to pull the boat with a heavy hemp rope on his back, and said without looking back: "Every year, many people are killed in the Yinyi River when the boat capsizes. I guess they saw it."

There must be dead people floating on the water."

"Don't look around. We are about to pass the sharpest bend in the river. Hurry up and finish this trip. There are still endless merchant ships behind us. Wuzi, haven't you been clamoring to save enough money to be filial to your mother?

Does your mother go to the city to see a doctor?"

Oh... Wu Zi responded, and took one last look at the direction of the merchant ship with some curiosity. As a result, he was surprised: "Why is there fog on the river!"

 It’s foggy?

Before Uncle Guizi could react, the hemp rope on his back suddenly tightened, as if being dragged by a giant hand with infinite strength. At this moment, the Yinyi River flowed backwards, and the water level of the river dropped rapidly.

Even the Thousand Cave Cave that was originally hidden under the big bend was exposed, and all the ships on the river were carried away by the reverse flow of the river uncontrollably.

The trackers on the shore were all lowering their heads to pull the boat, and did not immediately notice anything strange on the river. In an instant, these trackers lost their balance and fell heavily to the ground. They were dragged by the reins on their backs and flew into the Yinyi River.

 “Uncle Guizi!”

A teenage boy named Wu Zi subconsciously reached out to catch Uncle Guizi, who was knocked down by the reins. As a result, he was also taken into the Yinyi River.

There was a sound of falling into the water. The trackers on the shore were either smashed to death on the mountain wall or taken into the river. They desperately called for help and were carried away by the receding tide along with the boats. At this moment, the river was dyed red with blood.

At this time, there were cries and screams on the Yinyi River, but before the government could respond, the backflowing river surged back quickly and hit the shore. With each fall and rise, the flood was so strong that it capsized all the ships on the shore.

.

The flood came very quickly and reached Fucheng in the blink of an eye. It swept away people on the docks and washed away the military camps outside the city. Wherever the flood passed, there were floating corpses and miserable howls everywhere.

 At this moment, the city was in chaos.

 The people began to call the Dragon King to come ashore again, and Longwan came ashore.

 Suddenly.

The gate of Bailong Temple, which had been closed for more than a month, was wide open. The abbot of Bailong Temple took several eminent monks in the temple and hurried down the mountain.

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