Chapter Fifty-Six: Rebirth

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On the square in front of the temple, the musician put on the sacrificial clothes, picked up the mallet, all the bells and drums started, the distant bells rang in the heavy rain, hundreds of witches dressed in long-sleeved and beautiful, slender waist and a long skirt of white clothes, holding a feather, graceful, like a flying swallow, rolling up the sleeves like a whip, in the heavy rain when leaning up, trimming the sleeves flying in the rain, supporting the waist in the rain strolling, moving the body if turning, autumn if the wind, hair like a knotted feather, galloping like a frightening, dancing and dancing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Among them, there are 12 witches stepping on the 12 face drums painted with thousands of weather, flying in the air on the drums, rising and falling, tiptoes and touching the ground, and falling to the drum beat with the glorious bells, leading and singing.

Among the twelve witches, the high priest stood on the high platform of the sacrifice, his hands to the sky, and he sacrificed to the heavens of Hebo, and groaned in his mouth.

"Swim with women in the nine rivers, rushing to the wind and raising the water;

Take the waterwheel and ride the lotus cover, and drive the two dragons;

Deng Kunlun looked around, and his heart was soaring;

The sun will be twilight and forgetful, but the extreme is long;

Fish scale house Xilong Hall, purple shell que Xizhu Palace;

How the spirit is in the water;

Take the white turtle to chase the salmon, and swim with the woman in the Zhu of the river;

The flow of turmoil will come and go;

The son handed over the eastward and sent the beauty to Nanpu;

The waves are surging to welcome, and the fish scales are smiling. ”

To enjoy the river, to dance to the gods.

This is the most sincere request of the Chu State in the face of natural disasters with their most beautiful women, to please the heavens, cherish this barren and destitute land, and give them the possibility of living.

In the entire history of the Chu State, there has never been a big flood, from the beginning of the heavy rain of three days and three nights, the rivers soared, to today's water level has reached a high water level that can not be higher, and continues to be swallowed by the storm Jingman Continent, so that now the Chu State is full of oceans, every few intact city outlines, except for the palace on the Phoenix Mountain, where the terrain is the highest, located on the top of the mountain, free from wind and rain.

And not only the palace of the king of Chu, outside the city of Yingdu, there are people in various counties who spontaneously organize various sacrifices.

Standing in their homes, under the eaves of their homes, and in the cloisters of the Golden Temple, whether they were the royal family, or the courtiers, or the palace maids, or the common people, or even the slaves, all maintained one movement, put their hands together, knelt on the ground, and prayed to God with the most sincere heart.

Even if his knees were numb because of this, and he knelt in the cold night rain, no one moved the slightest.

Because compared to them, those who defend this country with their lives far away on the riverbank are more fortunate to have their protection.

Mi Huang has been kneeling behind the King of Chu to the Great Sacrifice, to the Young Priest, to the Great Priest, to the gods she never believed, for the first time quietly folded her hands, crossed her fingers, closed her eyes reverently, and her lips kept squirming in prayer.

"Huang'er, what are you doing?"

Ruo Ao Ziyan, who rushed back, knelt beside her, noticing her abnormality and asked in a low voice.

"Pray, pray that those who are working so hard for us down there, may live. ”

The woman's firm voice floated far away in front of the stormy Taimiao, and then said loudly, "Ziyan, I hope we can be good in the future, I hope we can treat each other sincerely, if there is anything, you don't hide it from me, and we don't quarrel with each other, even if we quarrel, we can get back together immediately, and never betray each other." ”

"Why?"

Ruo Ziyan was stunned when he heard this, turned his head to look at Mi Huang, and asked puzzledly.

The woman's eyebrows were raised lightly, and there was a tenacity in her eyes, and she replied solemnly word by word: "I haven't come up with this passage yet." ”

Reaching out and squeezing the jade hand under the wide sleeves of Mi Huang hard, Ruo Ao Ziyan smiled and agreed, "Okay!"

Everyone who heard this voice invariably appeared with a bitter smile of agreement.

"Mi Huang, you're right!"

"Second sister, Uncle Ao's cousin will definitely come back alive!"

"Hmm!"

"Everyone will come back alive!"

It has to be said that the women's words speak for themselves.

In the face of the impending disaster, they no longer have fear or panic, and all that remains is calmness and calm, enough to face everything, even the worst.

Yun Mengze's Osawa is on it.

In the darkness of the night, in the sound of violent rain, there was a roar of grief from time to time.

The voices of thousands of households, from the shacks, the mansions, the high houses, and the banks of the river, came one after another, and they either called out to their husbands on the embankment, or to their lovers on the embankment, or to the prefect on the embankment, or to the subordinates on the embankment, and although this call was unbearable, each time it came out, the soldiers and men who were almost on the verge of collapse were refreshed and rushed up to the embankment in a more frantic way.

In order to protect the embankment from being destroyed by the wind and waves, even Chen Huang, Cheng Daxin, and the children of the courtiers, officials, and nobles also took the lead in jumping into the rolling flood, and the nobles who had always been clothed and fed also learned from the soldiers and the common people, and ran to the front line with sacks covered in mud, and resisted the flood peak with the soldiers.

In the wind and rain, Chen Huang and Cheng Daxin's roaring throats were already hoarse, but they were still shouting with all their might.

"Folks, let's defend our homeland, our wives, children and old fathers together!"

When the people heard this, they put down their shovels and carts pulling mud and sand, and jumped into the flood one after another, holding hands and shoulder-to-shoulder, against the high wall built of sandbags, blocking the flood and waves with their hot chests, and some women and children also lay on the muddy embankment, against the men, as strong pillars behind them.

A quarter of an hour passed, two quarters of an hour passed, three quarters of an hour passed......

An hour passed, two hours passed, three hours passed, four hours passed, and five hours passed......

The wind and rain did not stop, and wave after wave of flood peaks violently pounded on the embankment, and I saw that there was a man exhausted in one place, and soon there were new people on top of it.

At this time, the Dongting Lake embankment section on Yunmengze's side was almost completely chiseled, but because of the arrival of the flood peak, there was a sudden danger of collapse, and in a blink of an eye, more than 100 soldiers standing on the shore were swept into the wind and rain, and even Sun Shuao was involved.

Cheng Jia was the first to see the danger here, and shouted, "Uncle Ao!"

"Leave us alone, tell everyone to continue!"

Sun Shuao saw that Cheng Jia was going to come to the rescue, paddling hard in the big waves, swimming to the shore, but the waves were too big, he swam over several times and was washed away, and the rest of the soldiers who fell into the water around him were not much better, and some soldiers were already trying their best because of digging embankments, and at this time, after someone was swept away by the big waves, he was even more weak, "General, we can't do it......"

Seeing this, Uncle Sun Ao saw the soldier who was swept away by the waves, and let out a cry, "You all hold on." Then angrily slapping the waves, he continued to swim towards the exhausted soldiers, scolding, "Damn the flood, I'll fight with you!"

On the big ship, Jing'an saw the danger below, and immediately ordered the captain to ask someone to put down the rope and the rescue raft, standing on the bow of the boat and shouting, "Captain Sun, everyone has caught it, I will ask someone to pull you up!"

Life is drifting in the big waves, at this moment, but no one gives up.

Cheng Jia's face sank, and he continued to order all the soldiers to continue to step up, and turned around and shouted, "Come on, everyone, we are almost the last point!"

Some of the shovels and shovels in the hands of the soldiers have long been scrapped, Wen Yan began to continue digging with his hands, even Cheng Jia also rolled up his sleeves, without the image of a noble son, holding a wooden stick to dig the last section of the embankment, soon, finally all dug through, the flood peak rushed with the torrential rain, first a wave of big waves along the deep trench excavated out, then another wave, and then more and more of the rapids rushed over, rushing all the soldiers to dig the embankment for five hours, originally it was only a ten-step wide trench, the flood is getting bigger and bigger, the trench because the embankment is soft, with the soil on both sides and wider and wider, wider and wider……

Cheng Jia and Jiang Ze, when they saw this, they happily rejoiced, "Lord Youtu, we have succeeded!"

"Uh-huh, we made it!"

"We made it!"

Everyone burst into cheers at this moment, as if ushering in the dawn after the storm.

Cheng Jia looked at the wider and wider river, as if carrying the hopes of all the Chu people, and watched with great attention as the turbulent river water converged little by little along the ditch into a wider and wider river, and finally merged into the low-lying lake in the south, and the water level of the small lake was getting higher and higher, constantly flowing towards the low-lying lands further south.

Traveling through this world, for the first time in his life, he felt a kind of life satisfaction that he had never felt before, as if he saw that the dark clouds were about to disperse, the heavy rain was about to recede, and the dawn was coming.

This will be a new lease of life for all.