Rushing on a sunny day is far less than a rainy or foggy day, and the clearer the day, the more you must be careful not to be seen by the passing by in the sky.

They are going to the demon world, even if the demon world is willing to accept it, they are afraid that there will be extraneous branches, and no one will let go.

With the direction and route, it is not difficult to hide people's eyes and ears from the two of them, not to mention that recently, Sanqingxu seems to have let go of the quiet dream, and no one has been sent to continue the pursuit. It's easier to walk.

It's just that Lin Suqing is worried, he is worried that his news will be leaked sooner, he should have died in that melee many years ago, at the hands of His Royal Highness the Second Prince of Danxue Mountain.

Hopefully, like she'd never heard of the scuffle, she wouldn't have anyone to talk to.

The mask is a good thing, through the mask, Qingyumeng can't see his expression, but he finds that he is much more silent than before, feeling that he is pondering something, but he doesn't ask. You don't have to ask everything, you don't have to know everything, it's like she's thinking about things, and she didn't say anything to Lin Suqing.

They quickly blended into the mortal world, and they wanted to go to the demon world, which was the only way to go, and walking in the crowd could also better hide their tracks.

The road of the mortal world is easy to walk, everyone is busy and tired of making a living, and no one has the extra energy to pay attention to the passers-by who pass by while walking.

Whether it's good-looking or weird, there really aren't so many idlers coming to see you. As long as you are open-minded, don't care too much about yourself.

As the days passed, Qingyu's dream wounds had already healed, and she never mentioned her previous grievances.

"Eh-" Suddenly an uncle knocked on a gong and beckoned from house to house, "The tide is about to rise!

After he reminded them, Lin Suqing and Qing Youmeng found that sure enough, only the two of them were still walking forward, and everyone else was going in the opposite direction.

In front of it is a large river, which bows against the village, and surrounds the lonely mountain outside the village, where the villagers often go to hunt and chop wood, and the mountain that feeds the villagers in the town.

But they all went to the mountains during the day and returned to the village at night, but today after the uncle greeted them, the big guys were busy tidying up their homes.

It was also at this time that Lin Suqing and the others found out that the villagers here all lived in tall houses, and the shortest ones were at least three floors.

Every house is like a well-trained army, and the movements are skilful and unambiguous.

Those who originally went out to hunt also came back with scythes and bows and crossbows, and came one after another, and a few of them were only halfway through the firewood, and they were not greedy, and they came back with a team.

They are all saying that the tide is about to rise, and they will rush back to help with the moving things, or rush back to pick up the family.

The uncle who beat the gong was still making announcements from door to door, and gradually a few young and strong young men followed him through the streets and alleys, and when they met any family that did not have the strength, they would help them move heavy objects.

Lin Suqing and Qingyoumeng seemed to be out of the way, and the straight pestle on the street was in stark contrast to the busy and restless villagers, but they were already alone and had no home to move.

Seeing that they went from being in a hurry to resting and rubbing a few handfuls of men, they began to line up spontaneously, but as if they were extremely disciplined.

They lined up in the order of their home addresses, each in two rows, carrying a long, sturdy bamboo and several bundles of rope on their backs.

The first one at the head of the line is the lonely mountain over there.

At this time, the uncle who struck the gong came back, and stood at the head of the procession, facing the villagers, and the young and strong young men followed him, and then the gong sounded, and the young men in the queue came out one after another, and formed another column on the side.

The uncle who struck the gong should be the village chief.

There was not a single order during this period, but everyone knew what they should do. "Lin Suqing is very curious, they should often deal with the high tide, right?

Then the chief of the village struck the gong and led the two teams to the river, while the young men were still in the same place, and after counting the numbers, they drank a jar of gallant wine, broke the plates, and sang the trumpet. It was as if he was about to face a fierce battle.

Lin Suqing and Qing Youmeng were very curious, and they were also on the way anyway, so they mixed into the two columns of people.

The queue stopped at the pier, there was not a ferry boat on the surface of the river, not even a bridge, the two of them couldn't help but wonder, there was nothing, how did the villagers get up the mountain on weekdays?

Just when they were puzzled, they realized that from the moment the team stopped advancing, the big guys were busy wrapping the bamboos together with ropes, one after the other, and they were very firmly entangled.

Lin Suqing and Qingyoumeng don't have bamboo, but there is also room for them to join hands.

The two queues were strung together by two sets of bamboos, and the powerful adults stood on either side, with a cross in between, thin, old, young, and frail...... It is all in the middle of the horizontal compartment, the vertical hug on both sides, the middle hug horizontally, when the two arms are on the bamboo, it is not easy to get rid of the hand, plus there are people on both sides to take care of, so the middle is safer.

Some parents reminded their children: "But you must hold on to the bamboo! No matter what happens, you must not let go of your hand, you know!"

"Why can't you let go of your hand?"

"If you let go of your hand, the flood will wash you away, and if you are swept away, Daddy won't be able to find you!

The child was about to cry, but he bit his cheek and held back, shouting: "I must hold it tightly!

For the younger children, they were tied to an empty gourd and tied with a rope to a short bamboo in the middle to prevent it from being flooded or washed away.

"Are you standing in the middle?"

Lin Suqing had just made a suggestion, and he was met with the white eyes of a quiet dream. Yes, she is not a weak woman, she is stronger than those strong men.

It's just that I didn't expect her to like to join in this excitement, but it's not surprising, she must have never seen any excitement. In the past, it was only because it was not fun, but today it is fun.

Lin Suqing secretly poked and poked to capture the expression on Qingyumeng's face that couldn't be hidden, it was very good-looking. She was secretly observing, observing what the villagers would do next, and how these mortals who could not spell spells and did not cultivate would face the flood.

This is like a cultivator going through a tribulation, and these mortals are about to go through a tribulation.

The two of them are the most undisciplined, the big guys and even the little dolls are standing in the team in a regular manner, and only the two of them are looking around, probing their brains.

There is a great river in front of it, and the tide is indeed rising, and the river is rolling like a restless yellow dragon......

"Cross the river!"

The three gongs were struck louder than the waves, and after the first sound, under the guidance of the village chief, the villagers followed and left.

However, there is not a single ferry boat on this river, not even a bridge, can they swim across it?

Anyway, they are not afraid, they can fly, and no matter how bad Lin Suqing is, he has a knack for avoiding water.

As the queue walked, the river overflowed the calves, but the feet were still grounded. Lin Suqing was tempted by the water, just as the quiet dream Fang had just finished the temptation.

"This is the bridge down here......" In order to let Lin Suqing behind her hear it, she leaned back a little and said in a low voice.

The bridge has been flooded by the river, and the more you go, the bigger the water becomes, and it has already drowned Lin Suqing's waist. The little dolls with a gourd tied to them floated directly.

The impact of the waves became more and more ferocious, and everyone hugged the bamboo poles tightly, maintaining balance, and resisting the power of the flood with the strength of a group of people, but no one was washed away.

The village chief's gong stopped, and it was replaced by his voice, singing the trumpet as he walked, Lin Suqing and the others couldn't understand what he was singing, but the big guys all sang along, and they all sang hoarsely as if they were borrowing.

The bridge had long been flooded, and it was the village chief himself who was exploring the way, and he was at the forefront, separated by a bamboo from the villagers who followed him, and if he made a mistake, he was the only one who would be swept away.

"This mortal...... Not bad. Qingyumeng whispered praise, and it was rare to hear the praise from her mouth.

"Oh, what's that good idea?"

The sound of the trumpet shook the sky, and it was extremely loud, and it was very difficult for Lin Suqing to hear Qingyoumeng speak, but Qingyoumeng would definitely not listen to him as hard as he did. So he bent down and lowered his head, leaned over to Qingyumeng's face, and asked right next to her ear, "What's good?"

It was shocking to have a quiet dream, hahaha interesting, and it was a little cute.

Qingyu Meng ignored him.

Well...... Ignore it, I'm used to it anyway.

Lin Suqing was suddenly in a good mood, and simply sang the trumpet with the big guy, he didn't know what he was singing at all, he just learned from it.

sang happily, and bumped into Qingyoumeng, encouraging her to sing together. She refused, and closed her mouth tighter, as if she had sewn it with a needle and thread.

"You sing, how do you know if it's fun if you don't sing, if it's interesting!" Lin Suqing instigated while singing, singing happily, he was fed a mouthful of water by Jiang Tao, sprayed out and spit it out and continued, without affecting his mood at all.

It was about Lin Suqing who was instigated tightly, and it was about because the atmosphere was too infectious, Qingyumeng actually moved her mouth, and after a while, she followed quietly and quietly.

Her face, which was more indifferent than frost, turned red, and the river water wet her body, she was really embarrassed, but ...... So happy what's going on.

Lin Suqing was happy, and Qingyumeng sang cautiously, he didn't find out. A feeling suddenly sprouted from the quiet dream......

It's so nice in the world.