The rain was still falling, it was going on, the storm came so fast that it flooded many fields, and suddenly the mudslide buried the only way out, and all of a sudden, Yiling County was surrounded by mountains, forming a pothole, and there was no way out.

The villagers of Yiling County were panicked, if the rain did not stop, they would be drowned in the flood sooner or later.

The mayor of the town organized the villagers to dig roads overnight, and the town of Yiling County was low-lying and prone to flooding.

In the Zhang family's mansion, Zhang Xue couldn't even eat her favorite pastries, Huang Nianzhu said: "Mo Qing, you say, will this water flood here?"

Mo Qing said faintly: "People are not as good as heaven. ”

Huang Nianzhu sighed deeply: "Thirty years ago, it was the same, a heavy rain cut off the way of life, and the entire Yiling County was flooded, and the people in the village at that time died, died and were flooded..."

Mo Qing raised his eyes to look at Huang Nianzhu and said, "What happened thirty years ago?" This aroused curiosity.

Huang Nianzhu said: "Thirty years ago, Yiling County was not here, but five hundred miles down, that is, the source of the Qingtoupo water source. That night, all the villagers of Yiling County died, except for the people who went out, there was no one alive, and the next morning, Xijing and I appeared in the mass grave of Wanger Village, and Yiling County had been flooded, and there was no one alive or dead..."

Mo Qing said: "This is weird. ”

Huang Nianzhu continued: "Maybe it was because of this incident that Xijing settled here, and this incident also became a pimple that survived back then. ”

Mo Qing said: "This small village has a lot of secrets. "I poured myself a cup of tea.

Zhang Xue looked up at her mother, nervously hugged her arm, and said to Mo Qing: "Husband, I don't want my mother to die!"

Mo Qing stretched out her hand and touched it, and said, "No, I didn't see her dead." ”

Zhang Xue breathed a sigh of relief, and then said nervously: "Will Daddy die?"

Mo Qing shook his head and said, "No, but... Cher, you have to remember that life and death are fate, and life and death go hand in hand. ”

Zhang Xue didn't understand at all, but still pretended to understand, and nodded 'oh'.

Huang Nianzhu sighed again, somehow remembered this, stood up, walked to the windowsill, and looked out the window at the storm, this worry has been increasing unabated.

Mo Qing hugged Zhang Xue in her arms and kissed her lightly at the center of her eyebrows, tenderness was like water, and a feeling of peace and tranquility followed.

In the east courtyard, Liu Ruomeng was in good spirits, and wanted to turn over Ghost Zhang's house, but he was afraid of falling into a trap like last time, lying on the bed and turning over and over, and couldn't sleep.

I remembered that he also went out last night, and learned from the villagers that Yiling County was trapped by a mudslide, and the men of a village braved the heavy rain to dig a big road.

Liu Ruomeng couldn't help but worry about Ghost Zhang, and scolded: "You are really cheap! What are you worried about that little ghost!" grabbed the pillow and threw it, got up and sat there, and began to go crazy.

In the west courtyard, in the offering hall, Liu Sanniang knelt on the futon, reciting Buddhist scriptures on her mouth, faintly uneasy in her heart, and finally, sat on the futon upset.

While praying to God to spare Yiling County, he also prayed that Heaven would come to thunder and kill that evil son.

These days, Liu Sanniang is a lot haggard, she can't sleep well day and night, and the inner torment makes her extremely guilty.

Awakened by nightmares every night, the souls of the past begged for their lives, the things they had done, and began to condemn themselves.

Liu Sanniang said in despair: "Maybe he is right, how can there be any turning back, one wrong step and one wrong step, even if you turn back, it is a dead end." I didn't expect my Liu Sanniang to have such an embarrassing day, so worried and scared. ”

Looking back at the neat rows of spirit cards, he smiled coldly, got up, patted his clothes, and walked out with a swaying posture.

The torrential rain was like a pour, and the rain blurred their vision, and everyone was frightened to dig with hoes and shovels to move the soil.

Li Liang is also one of them, he doesn't care about anything, he is digging, Zhang Xijing and the mayor are opening the road in front, saying that they will dig the road through everything.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the rain hurts on the body, and the windy rain makes people unable to open their eyes. Digging day and night, in the rain, many people began to fall ill.

Zhang Youtou shouted with all his strength: "Mayor! Mayor!

The mayor in the distance shouted, "What?!What are you talking about?!"

The sound of rain and wind overshadowed their voices, and the thunder from time to time made people's hearts tremble.

Zhang Xijing was also hit by the rain and couldn't open his eyes, Li Liang came over and shouted in his ear: "Uncle Xijing! Let's go back! The rain is too heavy! The villagers can't hold on!"

Zhang Xijing nodded, turned back to the mayor and shouted in his ear, "Let's go back!"

The mayor nodded, waved his hand, and the attendant next to him took out the gong, struck it vigorously, and used the sound of the gong to tell the villagers that they could go back.

The villagers who heard the sound of the gong told each other and went back together.

The mayor of the town took Zhang Xijing away, and Li Liang didn't stay long, but walked along.

One by one, the people left, and at last only one figure was still digging.

Ghost Zhang was wearing a rain cloak and working hard, and the green ghost next to him was also digging, digging silently one person and one ghost.

Zhang Youtou, who was walking at the end, saw the figure behind the tree, ran over and shouted, "Hey! Go back! The mayor said that the rain is too heavy, go back and rest!"

After a long time, I didn't see the figure of the man pay attention to himself, Zhang Youtou walked over, grabbed his hand, fixed his eyes, and said: "Ouch! Little Brother Zhang, why are you still digging! You look at the wind and rain, quickly stop and rest!"

As he spoke, the wind blew away the oily poncho, and the hat had already been blown away.

Zhang Ghost raised his head slightly and said, "You go back quickly, I'll go back later." ”

Zhang Youtou said: "Ouch! My little brother! What are you doing stubbornly! This wind and rain are heavy, if you dig any further, you will fall!"

Zhang Ghost frowned and looked at Zhang Youtou, this time, he saw some bad things, Zhang Youtou Yintang was black, his face was dull, his lips were pale, and he faintly showed a dead appearance.

Zhang Youtou pulled Zhang Ghost, hurriedly took the shovel in his hand and put it on his shoulder, pulled him with one hand, and said, "Okay! Go back!"

Ghost Zhang said expressionlessly, "What have you done recently?"

Zhang Youtou grinned and said: "What's the matter, you don't understand, I'm idle all day, how can I do anything!"

Ghost Zhang said indifferently: "I saw your death. ”

Zhang Youtou's body trembled, and he stopped, watching Zhang Ghost pass by himself.

Ghost Zhang walked forward without looking back, and the green ghost followed.