"I'm leaning on ......"

Zhang Jing was stunned for a while, and before he could react, the cold rain poured on his face again.

Bang!

Just as a burst of thunder exploded in his ears, as if mocking his stupidity.

"What kind of wind is this Nima? Why is it going east for a while, and west for a while!"

Zhang Jing wanted to cry without tears, his whole person froze, and his worldview was ravaged and crushed.

"Mr. Zhang, it's all come to this point, don't you have anything left unfinished, right?" I just heard Ye Qingsoul ask with a smile in his ear.

Zhang Jing came back to his senses, his face changed uncertainly for a few seconds, and he suddenly grinned and said reluctantly: "That...... I'm wrong, I'm going to go to the roof of the car and be a lightning rod!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly ran towards the back of the bus, and climbed to the roof of the bus along the hanging ladder.

Due to the large scale of the materials delivered to Wayao Village this time, many things were also stored on the roof of the car. In order to make it easier to access, he deliberately hung a hanging ladder, which was just right for him at the moment.

"Haha, don't forget to stand straighter, otherwise the lightning protection effect will not be good. Also, Mr. Zhang, remember to donate your little broken company, Wayao Village needs a good person like you!" Yang Beicheng laughed and said gloatingly.

Hearing this, Zhang Jing paused and almost fell. He took a deep breath and stumbled forward as if he hadn't heard anything, didn't look back.

Finally, following the suspension ladder, he climbed to the roof of the car with difficulty.

Looking up at the sky, I saw that there were still electric snakes flashing from time to time, Zhang Jing took a deep breath, put his hands together on his chest, and prayed silently: "Please God bless, don't split me, I, I'm a fake lightning rod......"

As soon as the prayer in his heart fell, suddenly, another gust of wind blew, and the dark cloud immediately began to move slowly into the distance, and it didn't take long for the rain to stop completely.

Zhang Jing still maintained a prayer posture with his hands folded, but his expression was stunned and angry.

"Lao Tzu just climbed up, you stopped the rain for me, thief God, did you deliberately play with me?"

"I knew earlier, I just said fifteen minutes!"

Zhang Jing almost wanted to cry without tears.

......

After the rain stopped, I waited for more than half an hour, and finally, the road ahead was gradually cleared, and I was ready to start again.

As the car started, Ye Qingsoul breathed a sigh of relief, slowly closed his eyes, and recuperated for a while.

Either way, it's still quite dangerous to stop on the highway.

Even if there are police officers to maintain order, there will be no accidents, and it is inevitable that there will be some long-planned surprise attacks, after all, such occasions are quite low.

Fortunately, everything was safe and nothing happened.

After walking for a while, Ye Qingsoul suddenly saw two blackened trucks parked on the speed bump on the side of the road, as well as a place of charred cargo residues, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.

It seems that the scale of the collision just now should not be light, and the lives of the people in the car may not be saved.

Although such a thing may happen every day, people die for money, and birds die for food, but occasionally encountered, it is still inevitable that some rabbits and foxes will die.

After a while, the convoy finally got off the highway one after another, heading towards the mountain where Wayao Village is located.

Wayao Village, east of Daqing Mountain, there is a small green mountain in the northeast, although the names of these two mountains are inconspicuous, but they are hundreds of zhang of peaks, between them is a deep canyon, also known as a sword gorge.

Legend has it that in ancient times, Daqingshan and Xiaoqingshan were originally the same mountain, but one day, a divine sword fell from the sky and directly cut the mountain apart.

The big part has become the big green mountain, and the small part is the small green mountain. As for the place where the Excalibur fell, it was Yijian Gorge.

To enter Wayao Village, one must cross these two mountains, and to cross these two mountains, one must pass through Yijian Gorge.

This Jian Gorge is the most difficult passage in and out of Wayao Village, one side is close to Daqing Mountain, the other side is the abyss, the middle road is only more than one meter wide, there is no problem for one person to pass, but one more person, it is a little dangerous.

Therefore, no matter how many people come and want to pass here, unless there is a plane, they have to obediently line up and pass one by one.

In the evening, the convoy went up the mountain, and when it reached Yijian Gorge, it had to stop helplessly, facing the bottomless cliff on that side, everyone made difficulties.

The bus will definitely not be able to go through, and at most, it can only be done by a trolley.

Ye Qingsoul had expected it, but he was not in a hurry to speak, but sat quietly with a few people around him, waiting for the official action of the Chamber of Commerce.

Aiding Wayao Village was not a whim, he believed that the Chamber of Commerce must have known that this would be the case for a long time, and must have been prepared.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, someone rushed over and notified everyone to come down for a meeting.

Outside the car, Fang Zhenguo didn't know when, he had already stood side by side with the mysterious provincial big man on a big rock.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Fang Zhenguo immediately smiled and said: "Everyone, the road ahead is simple, I'm afraid we can't continue to ride forward, everyone can come down and walk, just exercise, how about it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a faint whining voice from the crowd:

"It's too dangerous, why didn't you inform us in advance?"

"It's just that there are no security measures at all, and we wouldn't have participated if we knew were!"

......

Listening to these voices, Fang Zhenguo's face sank.

Seeing this, the chairman of the chamber of commerce hurriedly ran out to play a round and said with a smile: "Friends, isn't it just a mountain road, what's so terrible? Could it be that our entrepreneurs in Jinling will be scared away by a small road? The reason why we didn't give notice in advance is just because it's too insignificant. You don't have to worry, just be careful to move forward, your things, all the supplies, someone has already thoughtfully thought of transportation countermeasures for us in advance. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly clapped vigorously, and at the same time looked at a certain side of the crowd, and said earnestly: "Young Master Fang, why don't you come out and show us all your layout?"

As his applause rang out, in the crowd, Fang Xingle smiled, swaggered proudly, and quickly came to the front of everyone.

Seeing his son appear, Fang Zhenguo's face did not have any surprise, on the contrary, there was a little more smile.

Fang Xingle first bent down respectfully to the man standing beside Fang Zhenguo, and then said: "Everyone, I have invited the villagers of Wayao Village to come over in advance to help, they are very familiar with this mountain road, they can help us transport materials, and earn a lot of commissions, you can rest assured that you can go forward." ”