The rain in front of her was so violent that it was almost Liu Jing who heard the first drop of crackling, and in a blink of an eye, the rain poured down on the top of the tent!

Liu Jing hurriedly sat up, and at the same time, a roar came from outside, "It's raining, everyone, get up, it's raining heavily-"

As soon as the man's cry fell, the whole tent seemed to have overturned the roof, and for a moment it was completely boiling.

In the panic, roaring, shouting and running, all the tents were quickly lit with lights, and one by one figures ran between the tents, shouting and scolding endlessly, "It's not good, it's really raining." "Quick, go and see the goods!" "My tent is flooded." "What are you doing here, you minion? Come and help. ”

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When staying in the wilderness, the most feared thing is rain. For example, the caravan among them, although it was prudent to put the tung oil tent on the goods that would never get wet, but because they believed that it would never rain tonight, most of their goods were still scattered and not covered with canopies.

At the same time as the caravan was in disarray, and there were also some groups that camped in the lower part of the hill. For in their tents, as the rain became heavier and heavier, streams of rain from the hillside were pouring in from the roots of the tents. Moreover, this seepage from the root foot is still light, serious, it is already a torrential rain outside, and a light rain is constantly pouring inside!

From the rainstorm to the chaos, it only takes a few breaths. Liu Jing was also dressed at this time, the rain was too fierce, her tung oil-coated tent couldn't withstand the rain, and the ground was being wet at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Liu Jing is dressed three times or two. Outside the tent, there was a shout from Uncle Wu and others, "Da Lang." Dalang, are you okay? ”

Liu Jing cleaned up. He shouted, "I'm fine, you can come in." As soon as the words fell, Uncle Wu and the others had already poured in, and with so many people helping, the things in Liu Jing's tent were rolled into a pile in a blink of an eye.

Things are almost packed, but the rain is pouring outside, and there are no houses for more than ten miles around, so there is no place to hide from the rain. Therefore, the guards could only stand in the tent one by one. I was stunned when I looked at the rain that seemed to be about to flood the whole world.

Looking at the roof of the tent, which was quickly crushed and could collapse at any time, a guard turned to Liu Jing and asked urgently, "Da Lang, when will this rain fall?" "If it's going to take a long time, you'll have to make another plan.

As soon as the guard's voice fell, all the guards looked at Liu Jing with a look of inquiry.

Liu Jing frowned and was about to speak. There was a rush of footsteps outside, and in the blink of an eye, several caravan guards rushed in with rain all over their bodies. Seeing Liu Jing, they waved respectfully at her. Lang said: "Liu Jialangjun, our master wants to invite you to go." ”

As soon as the guard's voice fell, Uncle Wu walked out from the side. He said unhappily: "It's raining so hard outside, and my family Langjun is weak. You're in trouble. Why not discuss it here? ”

As soon as Uncle Wu's words came out, the caravan guards were stunned. They looked at Liu Jing at the same time, and one of them said in embarrassment: "Liu Jialangjun, my master is old......

Uncle Wu secretly thought: My family Langjun is a weak woman.

Thinking of this, he stood more and more in front of Liu Jing, and said, "My master is frail, if there is anything to discuss, please come here." ”

Under the gaze of several caravan guards, Liu Jing said, "I'm tired of your master." As soon as these words came out, it was clear that he was a servant who was attached to him.

After several caravan guards glanced at each other, they confessed their sins to Liu Jing, turned around and retreated.

The caravan master did not come.

Half an hour later, the torrential rain stopped, and in just a few moments, the whole hill flowed everywhere, and the originally solid ground turned into a mud swamp. Looking at the hourglass, Uncle Wu said, "There is still half an hour before dawn." He looked around, and then said, "Fortunately, Dalang's tent is high and coated with tung oil, so the contents are not soaked." ”

The things were not soaked, and Liu Jing, who had been standing in the camp tent without taking a step, was even cleaner.

It's just that only a few people such as Liu Jing have enjoyed this benefit. As soon as the morning dawned, when everyone walked out of the tent, they found that eight or nine out of ten tents in one place had been smashed by the torrential rain, and everywhere they looked, there was a mess.

When Liu Jing and the others came to their carriage with a foot of mud, the people of the three teams also gathered. Seeing Liu Jing coming, everyone who was talking and complaining couldn't help but look at the same time.

The steward of the caravan was scolding, and when he saw Liu Jing in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help but sigh, and he came up from afar, he took a deep look and sighed: "I regret not listening to Lang Jun's words, and I have broken so many goods." Hey, this time it's a big loss, a big loss. Speaking of this, he glanced at the old Zhao and the young man who also lowered his head, with a look of resentment.

At this moment, there was a commotion, and Liu Jing turned her head and faced the Qian people who were scolding and scolding.

This small family obviously has a lot of losses, and all of them have ugly faces. However, after facing Liu Jing, they still raised their expressions and waved at her. Only Aunt Qian and a few teenagers, when Liu Jing saw it, turned their heads sharply and flashed to the side, pretending not to see them. And Liu Cheng, who was a few steps behind, was unexpectedly full of energy. From afar, Liu Jing heard Liu Cheng shouting: "My cousin has been smart since he was a child, he likes to read, his knowledge is wide, far more than this astronomical ......" Among several cousins, he boasted the most.

At this time, all the silver-armored guards surrounded Deng Jiulang and rode over.

Deng Jiulang sat on horseback, his black corset, his calf-length boots, and not even a little mud, and his whole person was incredibly clean and refreshing.

The people of the other two teams did not see Deng Jiulang clearly until this time, although he was still wearing a veil hat like last night, and his face was invisible, at this moment, they still thought together: This Lang Jun is really extraordinary, I am afraid that he is really a noble man with a background.

In the silence of everyone, Deng Jiulang rode his horse to Liu Jing's side.

After looking at her condescendingly, he turned his head and shouted, "Alright, it's not too early, let's get ready to go." ”

As soon as his voice fell, all the silver-armored guards agreed at the same time, and they all turned on their horses. And Liu Jing also climbed into the carriage and sat down.

When Uncle Wu took her mud-stained boots and wrapped them and retreated, Deng Jiulang took a vertical leap and jumped from the horse's back to the carriage lightly and skillfully. Pulling down the curtain, he turned to Liu Jing and stared, and said for a while: "I heard that you calculated the Min Mansion that time, and you also saw that there was a fog in the sky before you moved?" ”

Liu Jing said 'En'.

As soon as she said this, Deng Jiulang fell silent, and after a while, he exclaimed: "Good ability!" ”

This is indeed a good skill, and this is not an ordinary skill. People who can understand the changes in the heavens and predict the weather in time are even deified in the people!

After a while, Deng Jiulang said again: "There are few veterans in the army who can see it so accurately. Saying this, he looked at her fixedly, his gaze was extraordinarily deep, as if the familiar person in front of him had become mysterious overnight.

Just as the carriage was quiet, the procession had officially entered the official road, and drove forward with difficulty in the muddy road washed away by the torrential rain.

This difficulty is mainly due to the caravan with a large number of goods and overloaded ox carts and carriages, and the Qian family, which also carries a lot of weight, their carriages are stuck in the mire from time to time and cannot move, and it takes a lot of effort to lift this car, and that one has problems again. As for Liu Jing and her party, they were really lightly traveled, walking leisurely behind them, and the frame was very relaxed.

Faintly hearing the cursing and complaining from the two teams, Qiansan rode his horse closer here. After looking Liu Jing up and down for a while, he grinned and said, "I said Liu Xiaobai'er, you are now iron-mouthed and copper-toothed." However, is your kid really such a god, or is it what he says? ”

As soon as Qiansan's words came out, Liu Jing hadn't answered, and Di Wu on one side said impatiently: "Qiansan, can you say a few words?" Around the lord, do you still see less strange people? For such a trivial thing that you inadvertently bumped into, is it worth it for you to get close to the front? Saying this, he let out a cold snort from his nose, shook the whip in his hand, and rode away.

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Pink ticket 310 plus more. (To be continued......)