Beicheng Airport is far away from the city, and Jiuhuan Mountain is a few hours' drive away from the airport, sparsely populated, as if forgotten by this bustling city, it is actually a rather desolate place.

As the name suggests, the nine mountains are interlocking, as if they were maze. Because of its peculiar mountain shape and the once superb scenery, it was also a famous spot a few years ago.

But those were all in the past. The two stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the current Jiuhuan Mountain, although they could only see half of the mountain, they could also feel the desolation after nature was deprived.

The mountain seemed to have been skinned, and there was only a bare stone that looked like a cold white light in the evening of the evening, as if it were a wordless complaint.

The evening breeze was slightly cool, Yuan An slowed down the speed of the motorcycle and asked, "Little aunt, are you cold?"

Meng Po shook her head, regardless of whether he could see it or not, looking at Jiuhuan Mountain's gaze, her brows were slightly cold.

Yuan An sensed her emotions and asked, "What's wrong?"

Meng Po said: "This mountain is not quite right. ”

Yuan An was anxious about Zhao Yuan'er's situation, and asked a little nervously when he heard this: "But what's wrong?"

"It's still on the outskirts of the mountain. Meng Po said, "I don't know until I go into the mountains." ”

Although there are no tourists here, there is still a village at the foot of the mountain, but there are not many people, and there are more than 20 families.

The village is so dense that the road through it is just enough distance for motorbikes to and fro.

Yuan An explained: "This is also one of the original selling points of this place, where four wheels are not allowed to enter, and this motorcycle road runs through almost all the hills of the Nine Ring Mountains. ”

So this is also the reason why even if the whole scenic spot has been completely ruined, there are often young people who love excitement to come.

There were a few shops on the side of the driveway that were doing some haberdashery business, and Yuan An got out of the car to buy two bottles of mineral water. When the man who sold water saw him carrying his bag, he asked:

"Young man, are you going into the mountains?"

"Yes, there is a plan. Yuan An said and asked, "Uncle, have you seen a group of young people entering the mountains before, and among them is a girl who looks like a college student?"

"I haven't seen any young people in the mountains. The man said, "But I advise you not to go into the mountains today." ”

Yuan An asked, "But what's the reason?"

The man said: "This mountain is like crazy now, and there will be a mountain collapse or mudslide almost every night in recent days, and many young people who are looking for excitement have been buried in it." "The children of that family have been in for a few days, and they have just come back yesterday, and they are gone, poor people." ”

Yuan An was quite shocked when he heard this, "Something happens every night?"

"Isn't it?" said the man, "so young man, don't rely on the courage of the artist, you really can't go now." ”

Yuan An said: "We are not looking for excitement, we are looking for people." ”

The man said: "You can't go that night, and if you go during the day, it's better to look in the direction, otherwise you won't be able to find someone, and you will even have to bury yourself inside." ”

Passing by a few houses in a row, they are all advised like this, Meng Poyi also said before that I feel that this mountain feels quite weird, and the mountain road is not good, and it is really not convenient to ride a motorcycle into the mountain at night.

Fortunately, although this village is small, it may be because young people often enter the mountains, and there is even a hotel that is open for business.

The hotel is not big, a small two-story building, and three or four rooms. However, the environment is quite clean, and the bedding even smells freshly sunburned.

Yuan An packed his luggage and went out to see Meng Poyi sitting on a wooden chair on the balcony on the second floor, looking thoughtfully into the distance.

Yuan An followed her line of sight and saw a mountain that had been hollowed out by quarrying. It was as if someone had gouged out more than half of it with a spoon, and it was covered with green mesh, making it look like a huge wound from a distance.

On the other side of the mountain, people are still working tirelessly, and truckloads of sand and gravel are being pulled out of it. Apparently hollowed out one side, ready to dig the other.

"That's really ......" Yuan An said, but he didn't know what to say. The use of this mountain by the people here can be said to be very incisive.

When the scenery on the mountain is good, the scenery is used to make profits, after the scenery is spoiled by all kinds of people, they begin to cut down trees and hunt, and after the mountain is scraped with a layer of skin, they begin to open the mountain to take stones.

It was completely dark, and the village was finally completely quiet. Suddenly there was a torrential downpour during the night, and it poured almost all night.

When Yuan An woke up from his sleep, the sky had just turned white, and the thunder and rain had stopped.

He sat up, took his phone and looked at the time, and was about to put it down when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound in the distance.

Yuan An knew that it was not good, so he hurriedly opened the door and went out. The people of the village were apparently awakened by the sound as well. Soon, noisy and panicked shouts came and went.

"The mudslide is coming!"

"The mudslide is coming!

There was a river in the village that came out of the mountains, and by the faint light of the sky, the water of the river could be seen to become muddy and rise rapidly, and soon overflowed the riverbank.

There were also five or six families by the river, and at this time they had already seen someone running to a high place by the river.

Some of the young people from other parts of the village also ran there to help carry the elderly with leg problems.

Seeing this, Yuan An only had time to hurriedly say a word to Meng Po, who had already gone out, and ran in that direction.

"Little aunt, you should also go to a high place, I dare not guarantee that the water level can come here. ”

As soon as Meng Po looked at the figure in the distance before she finished speaking, her eyes fell on the motorcycle that Yuan An bought at a high price under the eaves.

At this time, most of the families had been evacuated, and several elderly people had temporarily gone to a safer place with the support of young people.

The houses by the river were quite a distance from where Meng Po Yiyuan lived, and the flood with mud and gravel was getting closer and closer, and the water level was about to touch the feet of the houses.

Seeing that a few more people came out one after another, I don't know if all of them are safe, Yuan An is a little anxious.

At this moment, a motorcycle suddenly listened to him, Yuan An turned around, and saw Meng Po, who was dressed in black and with long hair flying, riding on his dark red motorcycle with hundreds of thousands of dollars, raising his head slightly, and spit out two words:

"Come up!"

When Yuan An heard this, he didn't have time to pay attention to his sudden trembling mood, and hurriedly turned over and sat behind her.

"Sit tight. The next moment, the motorcycle flew out like an arrow from a string.

The doors of the families by the river were wide open, and it was quiet inside, and it was obvious that the people had already left.

Meng Po had a clear goal and went directly to a family on the very edge. Yuan An knew something was wrong and hurriedly followed.

This family is some distance from the rest of the families, people uphold the idea of saving people first and saving the near, there are not many young people in the village, and they can't take care of this place for a while.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and when everyone was hesitating, they saw Meng Poyi and Yuan An rushing towards the house, and they all exclaimed.

Sure enough, after entering the house, I saw a four- or five-year-old boy lying on the sofa crying, and an old lady sitting on the ground by the door was wiping her tears, holding a two-year-old girl in her arms. Apparently in a hurry, he wanted to leave with the child in his arms, but accidentally fell.

The old man, who was already desperate, looked at Yuan An and Meng Poyi, who had suddenly arrived, and begged again before he had time to say anything: "Two good people, please, save my pair of grandchildren." ”

Although the boy on the sofa was young, he also realized something, and at this time he stopped crying, and his bright eyes looked straight at the two.

Time was pressing, Yuan An didn't have time to say more, so she directly picked up the old man on the ground and the child in her arms, and said to Meng Po: "Little aunt, it's good for you to hold that child." ”

Meng Po nodded, walked over and held the child on the sofa in her arms.

However, although the speed of the two was extremely fast, they still could not keep up with the speed of the mudslide.

Not long after he ran out of the house, he watched the torrent of soil and stones instantly come close in front of him.

There were a bunch of people standing on the hill not far away, who were anxiously staring at the direction of Yuan'an and several people at this time, seeing Yuan'an running close with the old man and child, someone had already stretched out his hand and was ready to help pick up people, at this time, someone suddenly exclaimed.

Yuan An's heart suddenly hurt fiercely, and when he subconsciously turned around, he saw Meng Poyi who was about to be submerged in the torrent. And the moisture came from the surface, obviously, no matter how fast he was, he probably couldn't escape.

"Little aunt!"

Then what shocked people was that at this moment, Meng Po immediately put down the child in her hand, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, raised her hands, and drew a few times in the void.

Then, I saw that the torrent that had been wet was suddenly changed by an invisible force, and temporarily flowed to the side.

As soon as Meng Po finished all this, she drew a spell in the direction of everyone on the hill and the children around her, and only then did she spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Therefore, the power of nature in this world is really what she is most reluctant to touch, and she has always been in awe.

Except for Yuan An, everyone only felt that Fang Cai seemed to be in a trance, but no one cared about such a moment of life and death, and still looked nervously in the direction of several people.

Seeing that Meng Po vomited blood, Yuan An didn't have time to rejoice that he had escaped death, he quickly walked to the side of the hurdle and handed over the child and old man to everyone, and immediately turned around and ran in the direction of Meng Poyi.

"Auntie, how are you?"

"It's fine. As soon as Meng Po sat up, she wiped the blood from her lips casually, and said, "It's too late, you send this child over first, and I'll be fine." ”

Yuan An understood that what she meant was that what she was blocking was only this torrent in her sight, and when this section of water passed, the next section would still be rushing in this direction.