It seems that the embankment of the Milky Way in the sky is broken, and the continuous bombardment of the ground is continuous, and the raindrops are almost forming a curtain of water, and the thunder dragon in the sky rolls from the dark clouds, as if it does not notice the tragic situation on the ground, and still roars deafeningly, with the blowing of the wind, the whole world is plunged into the realm of water. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

More and more rain is converging, creeks are turning into rivers, rivers are overflowing, farmland is flooded, houses are washed away, and in the midst of these seven days of continuous rain, waterlogging has quietly formed. The treacherous mountain terrain has already collapsed, and the ground with weak foundations has become muddy like earth.

"Hurry up, keep up! Come on! ”

Yin Changge took a deep breath and wrapped the hat on his body hard, but it didn't have much effect, the storm had already soaked his clothes, and the biting coldness made his heart seem to fall into an ice cellar, but the panic in his heart now appeared in his heart: "This rain... It seems to be headless..."

It has been raining heavily for nearly a week, and the original masonry ground has already ***** or even collapsed by rainwater infiltration, except for the yellow mud soup splashed by the rain, if it were not for the willow trees planted on both sides of the road, there would be no road to see.

Standing in the water without calves, Yin Changge squinted slightly, the heavy rain turned into mist, so that he couldn't see clearly, and even twenty or thirty meters in front of him couldn't see clearly, and the biting chill made his head a little dazed when he was estimating the time, and he couldn't help but spit to the side: "Fucking thief God!" ”

"Brother Yin, it's been all day long, what's the day."

A young catcher with a spear on the side came over and touched the rain on his face, but it was a sickly white soaked in the water and cold, but no one cared, he just looked at him tremblingly, supported himself with a spear and walked hard in the rain, turned his head to look at Yin Changge and asked carefully: "Is it almost the deadline?" ”

"There are five days left, so it's not very urgent."

Taking a deep breath, Yin Changge slowly exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and he also had a lot of rain on his face, but he didn't care, just frowned and looked ahead, with a kind of firmness and luck on his angular face, and sighed with palpitations: "Fortunately, we braved the rain to travel for three days, otherwise it would really be a waste of time." ”

There is still more than half a way to the Great Qianhuang Mausoleum, but five days is enough, they only need to hand over the people to those officials, and the rest is not their job. But Yin Changge still felt a little chill in his heart, and turned his head to look at the long row of people behind him, walking along the path protruding from his feet like a giant snake in the water, and he secretly gritted his teeth.

Behind him is not only his more than 100 conscripts to repair the emperor's tomb, but also a few hundred people can't become such a long team, because this heavy rain that lasts for more than ten days has already destroyed many village houses with poor houses, and I don't know how many fields have been planted that have been affected by waterlogging and have no harvest.

Now behind Yin Changge's team, there are at least more than 2,000 refugees, all of whom are casually wearing hats, carrying the food picked up from the collapsed houses, as well as a small amount of money and a few coarse cloth clothes, wrapped in family heirloom farm tools and eating chopsticks, which is the foundation for their future survival and the foundation for their continued continuation.

"But will you make it to that point..."

Yin Changge sighed heavily, of course he could see the pale faces, the old people, women, children and even young people, their faces were already sickly pale. The continuous rain and the wind from the sky not only took away the little heat stored in their bodies, but also left them with the almost deadly illness that is now deadly.

Wind chill - Yin Changge's viral cold in his previous life, extremely contagious, rapid onset, rapid reduction of the body's immunity, and consumption of human energy.

Although this was not a serious illness in the previous life, it could be cured with just a few boxes of medicine or drips, plus a beautiful sleep in the bed. But not in this world, where there are no cold powders, no silver chips, no drips, not even warm houses, this is a fatal disease!

At least hundreds of people have already caught the cold, although they are all coughing, and they obviously need someone to help them. In particular, it takes most of the physical strength to wade in this cold muddy water, but almost everyone is worried, because in this flood-filled environment, in the continuous rain weather, it is impossible even to avoid wind chill.

But no one dared to leave this long line casually, and they all followed closely together, albeit slowly. Because everyone also understands that once it is the long snake that leaves this temporary combination, then the end is already doomed. The mountains are full of water, and there is no one to support them, once they encounter something, there is no other end than to become a dead floating body in this flood.

"Brother Yin! Brother Yin! Look at this! Look at this! ”

Not far away, a few seven or eight-year-old children came running over happily in muddy water, and although their little faces were also pale from the cold, they were full of innocent laughter. In particular, several of them were holding a few grass carp strung with wicker in their hands, although they were only the size of a palm, but they were very happy and said: "There are fish to eat!" You can drink fish soup and eat fish! ”

"Yo, yes, add some wild vegetables at noon and make fish soup."

Yin Changge looked at the dozen or so palm-wide grass carp, and suddenly secreted a little saliva in his mouth, and even thought about the fish soup that came out, and drank it warmly after adding wild vegetables, and swallowed and foamed slightly, nodded and showed a smile on his face: "It can be regarded as a blessing for our children." ”

In this case, it is not easy to catch grass carp. I don't know how these children were caught, but Yin Changge didn't ask, it's important to hurry, and delaying too much time is completely asking for trouble. However, he still found the catcher behind him, took the pot he had brought before, washed it, received some rainwater, and waited for the grass shed to be built, so that he could make a fire to cook the fish.

Although it was raining heavily, they had quickly built a draft shed, but more often than not, it was a simple temporary building half a meter high, and even needed to be tied with a rope to avoid being dispersed by heavy rain and strong winds in a short time, but for them, just this short time was enough.

The fire fold and firewood are carefully protected, not yet wet by the rain, after pouring vegetable oil, after a while, the fire appeared in the grass shed, accompanied by a thick black smoke rushed out, but it is better than no heat, the simple cut grass carp was casually put into the boiling pot, a large number of wild vegetables mixed with leaves were also thrown in, plus salt is already a pot of wild vegetable fish soup at this time quite delicious.

"Go and call the old man and the child, half a bowl per person."

The strange fish fragrance had already come out with the smoke, turning his head to look at the group of black and oppressive crowds behind, Yin Changge still wiped the rain on his face, called the catcher behind him to point at those people, and commanded: "Tell the group of people who think they are masters, if you dare to rob the old man's things, don't blame the long sword in my hand for wanting to taste blood." ”

Since he is a fast catcher, he also has the memory of his previous life, and he is always unaccustomed to seeing the old man and child suffering, and when he shared the hot food before, there were always a few scoundrels who robbed him, but in this kind of day when he was almost fleeing the disaster, Yin Changge naturally knew that he had to use thunderbolt means, and he pulled out his sword on the spot and cut off four or five splashy heads, so that he could gather this team together and support them to move forward.

It's not unheard of to kill people at this time, how many Jiangyang thieves have been planted in his hands, Yin Changge doesn't care about what is bad or not, because he knows that once this group of guys knows that forcible robbery works, then this kind of escape road where no one can take care of anyone, there will be catastrophic consequences.

But now it is very good, the old man and the children are holding bowls, although it is only half a bowl of fish soup, which is more wild vegetables and leaves, but the hot energy with their own dry food, can also give them calories, can persist in going further, life is better than death, no one wants to die like this.

An old man in a shabby robe wiped his tears on the side, Yin Changge knew this old man, it is said that he once went to Kyoto to take the Xiucai exam, but he only fell into the first place and had no fame, and now he is still a child. At this time, this old boy was holding half a bowl of wild vegetable and fish soup, looking at the group of people behind him, wiping his tears in a daze, and he didn't know that the dry food in his hand fell to the ground.

Yin Changge frowned, and wanted to walk over to dissuade him, but saw that the old boy stood up, tremblingly raised the pottery bowl in his hand, which still contained half a bowl of green fish soup, which exuded heat in the rain, but was scattered by the raindrops. The old boy was just quietly in a daze, wiping his tears, but the old face full of rain and tears suddenly showed a bit of determination.

"God is unfair! You can't see it! Corruption is rampant! You all deserve to die! ”

Without waiting for Yin Changge to open his mouth to say something, the old boy directly wailed, threw the bowl into the muddy water fiercely, raised his head in the rain and cried and pointed at the sky and scolded: "God, you don't have long eyes!" Can't you open your eyes when the faint monarch is in power! The court is corrupt and corrupt, you blind gods! ”

PS: Thank you to the "Taoshuo people" for rewarding a leader, because it is the first leader of this book, and I specially added ten chapters for the pro!