Soon after, there was a roar of thunder and heavy rain poured down.
At this moment, Luo Guan and Ying Qingling were sitting in the teahouse, looking at the pounding rain outside the window.
"What a heavy rain! I heard that Dongyang County has been raining for half a month, and the rivers have swollen and the mountains and rivers have been wiped out, turning the country into a swamp."
"Hey, this late autumn, a season that should have little rain, why is it so abnormal?"
"I just hope that the extent of the rain will not affect us."
"It's better to be careful. I'd better order someone to stock up on rice, flour, oil and food tomorrow, just in case something unexpected happens."
Listening to everyone's discussion, Luo Guan frowned slightly. A gust of wind blew, and some rainwater splashed onto the table. He stretched out his hand to dip some, and twisted it with his fingertips. His eyes darkened.
Luo Guan set up the level of transformation into the mortal world in order to ensure that all practitioners in the world would not forget their original intention. He also established the lineage of the city god priesthood to protect the peace of the world.
But it seems that the results are too slow, and many people still don't care about it.
Perhaps, this should be a clear example and serve as a warning to the people of this world.
He got up and walked out.
The teahouse owner had long noticed that the guests at the table next to the window were at first because of Ying Qingling, and later because of that gentleman's magnanimity. When the rain poured down and the color of the sky and the earth changed, the calmness on the other person's body was like a deep pool.
It's so reassuring.
'This must be a gentleman who has read a lot of poems and books...' At this moment, seeing Luo Guan getting up and about to leave, the shopkeeper hurriedly walked out and said, "Sir, the rain is too heavy at the moment. You might as well wait for a while. If you are worried about your family,
If you are concerned, you can send a waiter to report the news."
Luo Guan shook his head, "It's raining heavily, so I went to take a look. Thank you, shopkeeper."
Seeing that he insisted on leaving, the shopkeeper turned around and shouted: "Waiter, get two umbrellas quickly. It's rainy and cold in late autumn, so it's not easy to get wet."
Soon, two umbrellas were handed to me.
Luo Guan thanked him, took one of them, and stepped into the rolling rain.
Ying Qingling took out a bunch of copper coins and put them on the counter. Regardless of the shopkeeper's refusal, she held an umbrella and followed her out.
Although two paper umbrellas are well made, how useful can they be in a storm?
The shopkeeper looked worried, but when he reached the door and looked up, he saw two figures in the rain curtain, leaving one after the other. Their steps were calm and their backs were calm, without any anxiety or uneasiness.
"This gentleman is really a man of refined tastes. It's a pity that the cold rain in late autumn may make him seriously ill if he gets wet." While he was muttering to himself, he didn't realize that the two people holding umbrellas in the heavy rain were dry and quiet at this moment.
When there is a heavy rainstorm overhead, it will automatically disperse when it is an inch away from the umbrella surface. Even where it lands, the mud will also retreat on its own.
"Qingling, do you know where Dongyang County is?" Luo Guan suddenly said.
Ying Qingling said: "I don't know, but you can find it if you look for it where the water vapor is the most restless."
Luo Guan nodded, "Well, let's go over and have a look."
"Yes, sir."
The master and the servant left the city in the heavy rain. After avoiding the sight of everyone, they took a few steps and disappeared.
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Dongyang County.
The continuous heavy rains have changed the course of rivers and have flooded more than ten counties. Now the biggest flood peak is heading straight for the capital.
Once the city is destroyed, at least 100,000 people will be reduced to fish and turtles in the water, with no reckoning of death or injury!
Jiang Tai was currently in the governor's mansion, pacing back and forth with a heavy expression on his face.
Suddenly, an armored soldier rushed over, soaked all over, "Report! Lord Sheriff, the river embankment in front has been lost. The peak of the flood will reach the city in up to an hour. General Cheng Li ordered the villain to report back. Please get out of here quickly."
.”
There was a sudden silence in the main hall.
After a group of officials and counselors looked at each other, the pot exploded with a "boom" sound.
Water and fire are merciless. If you really wait until the peak of the flood arrives, no matter who you are, you will have a narrow escape.
"Sir, the flood is unstoppable by manpower. I'll retreat as quickly as possible!"
"That's right, the timing in Dongyang County was really wrong... No one expected that a heavy rain would not stop till now."
"You can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood. Sheriff, let's look for another good opportunity."
After listening to everyone's advice, Jiang Tai's face became a little more serious, and he smiled bitterly in his heart.
The general trend of the world can affect the whole body. What's more, this time, the Donglin Jiang family did not cover up. In addition to not publicly showing their banners, they have done too many things.
This cannot be hidden from the Dayong court, let alone the common people in the world. If we just give up in despair and reshape the country and rebuild the country, it will become a joke.
If you miss it once, there will be no chance again. Hundreds of years of raising hopes and foundation of the Donglin Jiang family will be wasted.
But knowing this, what can you do? If you don't retreat, are you going to take your soldiers, generals, and officials from all sides to become the souls of the dead underwater?
Destiny is not mine!
The Wujiang clan was defeated by a heavy rain.
Jiang Tai took a deep breath and was about to give an order when another figure rushed into the hall. His robe was wet by the autumn rain, and his hair stuck to his face. He was in a panic, but his face was full of ecstasy, "Rain"
It’s going to stop! Haha, sir, the rain is going to stop!”
Fortune teller Sun Tingyuan laughed and said, "Sudden changes in the celestial phenomena bring blessings to all people. There is an unknown will in the dark, protecting you!"
Jiang Tai perked up and said, "Master Sun, are you serious about this?"
Sun Tingyuan nodded, raised his hand and pointed, "Look, sir, the weather has changed. The heavy rain will stop within half an hour at the latest."
Half an hour... seems to be enough time!
Jiang Tai took a deep breath and looked around at everyone, "Everyone, I want to wait here for another half an hour and wait for the weather to change."
There was silence in the palace.
All the officials and counselors looked at the scene in front of them in surprise.
The dignified leader of the Jiang family in Donglin, who wanted to rebuild the country, actually believed what this country magician said and was willing to take risks?! This...were they wrong to respond to each other's decision before?
After repeated hesitation, although no one objected, the silence in the hall was never broken.
Half an hour...
I just thought of it as repaying Jiang's kindness.
When the time was up, they left immediately. It was enough to get out of the city quickly.
Jiang Tai's fists were clenched in his sleeves. This was his last chance. He had no choice but to believe in Sun Tingyuan.
For half an hour, this rain...must stop...
Southeast of Fucheng, Water Temple.
It had been raining heavily for half a month, and some people suspected that the people had offended the gods and punished them today. Therefore, under the leadership of several wealthy households in the city, they raised a large amount of money, bought many offerings, and knelt and prayed day and night.
.Pray to the Lord Water God to have mercy on the common people, calm down the anger, and resolve a flood disaster!
Unfortunately, to this day, it has no effect.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and I heard that the peak of the flood is coming. Once the river embankment collapses, the city will not be spared. Many people have abandoned the city and fled, but this is too many homes and a place for them to survive. What's more, heaven and earth
There are heavy rains, mountains collapse, and floods rage. Where can I escape after leaving the city?
In the Water Temple, most of the kneeling worshipers had dispersed, but they still continued to pray. Many people with their families knelt in front of the statue to burn incense.
Zhao Sishui frowned and discussed with the caravan for a long time, but could not come up with a way to deal with it. They passed by here and wanted to temporarily escape the heavy rain and set off as soon as the weather improved. Unexpectedly, they were trapped in the city and almost became a turtle in a jar.
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When he was young, he had experienced a flood, and he knew that under the flood peak, the terrifying momentum was as if the sky and the earth were shattering. In front of the flood peak, a person was as fragile as an ant. At that time, his parents, brothers and sisters were all killed in the flood, and he was the only one who managed to survive.
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"Mom, I don't want to stay here. The sky seems to be broken. With such heavy rain, the river embankment will collapse sooner or later. Mom, let's run away!" The speaker was a young lady, about seventeen or eighteen years old.
She is fair-skinned and beautiful, but her body is shaking at this moment, and she can't hide the fear on her face.
The woman was in her thirties, and her charm was still there. She kept her composure and said, "Don't be afraid, you man. We are in Fucheng and are protected by city walls. Even if the flood peak does come, we may not be able to withstand it. What's more, in the current situation, we have no control over the outside of the city."
The water potential is unknown, so if you leave the city rashly, you may encounter an accident."
Zhao Sishui nodded and said in a deep voice: "What Mrs. Wang said is true. Everyone, we are trapped in the city. It seems to be a serious situation, but we are much luckier than outside the city. It is said that the county seat under Dongyang County has been flooded for ten years.
Several, the victims are countless.”
When everyone heard this, their expressions changed one after another. All the luck they had felt before disappeared, and they were worried and panicked for a while.
There were a few people standing in the corner of the Water Temple. The leader was an aristocratic young man with an extraordinary appearance in brocade robes and jade robes. He was accompanied by several servants. Different from the others, he held a folding fan and looked calm. He looked up from time to time and saw the blur under the incense.
The unclear statue of the water god had its mouth slightly raised, revealing a trace of sarcasm.
Suddenly, the temple door opened from the outside, and the sound of wind and rain, mixed with thick cold moisture, suddenly poured into the temple, and the bonfire burning for heating made a roaring sound.
Everyone was startled and looked up hurriedly, and saw two people coming in from outside the temple, one in front and one behind, both holding umbrellas. They were a young gentleman, followed by a maid.
'How did they get here in such a heavy rain...' This thought came up, but was quickly put down. Now lives were at stake, and everyone had too much time to take care of themselves, so how could they care about others.
As the palace door closed, the sound of wind and rain was temporarily isolated. The young gentleman cupped his hands and said: "I was on my way on a day of heavy rain and happened to come here to take shelter for a while. I have disturbed you all."
Zhao Sishui hesitated for a moment and returned the courtesy: "Sir, you are too polite. You and I are just passers-by. We are just stopping at the Water Temple for the time being."
He stretched out his hand and said, "It's cold outside. We've set up a bonfire and cooked porridge and rice. If you don't mind, sir, you can come over and get some."
The young gentleman thought for a moment and said, "No need to bother me." He and his maid stepped forward and stood by the bonfire, and others brought bowls and chopsticks to them.
This person seemed to have little experience of walking outside. Without thinking too much, he lowered his head and took a few sips, and said with a smile: "The porridge is soft and delicious. Thank you for this, big brother."
Zhao Sishui forced a smile and said, "I am Zhao Sishui, the leader of the caravan. Because the inn is full of guests, I am staying here temporarily. These are brothers from my family who are just trying to make ends meet. Although we met by chance today, I got to meet Mr.
It's fate, you don't have to be polite."
The young gentleman held up his hand and said, "I'm Luo Guan, this is my maid."
"I've met Mr. Luo." Zhao Sishui bowed his hands.
After a while, Zhao Sishui was called by someone from the caravan. A brother from the same clan frowned beside him, "Brother, what time is it? Do you still have the time to chat with that gentleman? I don't feel very good. We must find a way."
, otherwise I’m afraid they’ll all be buried in this city.”
Just now, what Mrs. Wang said about the city wall resisting the flood peak was just to comfort herself. They have traveled all over the country and have seen a lot. Of course they know how powerful the flood peak is. A wave can be several feet high. How many times can a strong city wall withstand the impact?
It will fall apart quickly.
Zhao Sishui frowned and said, "Keep your voice down!" He glanced at the gentleman and the maid from the corner of his eye, and he was relieved when he saw that they had no reaction.
"This gentleman... is an extraordinary person. You must not offend me. There are piles of firewood behind the Guanshui Temple. You go find some thick ones and get ropes. Once the water gets out of control, tie yourself to it. As for that,
The goods..." He looked distressed and gritted his teeth and said: "Everything that should be lost has been lost. The most important thing is that people are here, do you hear me?"
"Yes, brother!"
The caravan members remained calm and moved toward the back of the Water Temple.
Zhao Sishui turned around and glanced at the gentleman again. It was stormy and the weather was terrible. Just now, their master and servant pushed the door open and entered the temple, but they didn't get wet at all.
Although he was walking with an umbrella, what was the difference between holding an umbrella and not holding an umbrella in such weather? Zhao Sishui suspected that he had met some of the strange people mentioned by the old businessmen.
means.
What's more, the manners of this gentleman and the maid he mentioned were extraordinary at first glance. In today's desperate situation, their sudden arrival could be a glimmer of hope?