Witch Country Chapter 123 Heavy Rain
The stones were stacked very tightly together as if they had been carved out of the ground, but even if there were only a few gaps, they were still leaked out by the cold river.
The icy water of the river had already reached everyone's knees, and the continuous rain from the sky made everyone's situation even more difficult.
Others were struggling to carry the heavy stones and toss them onto the stone wall with great accuracy, because they had been training for many years, and there had been similar training since the beginning, but even so, the situation was still not optimistic.
There were many people whose arms were now purple, constantly panting, their eyes were misty, and their faces had become very pale, and their strength was now exhausted.
"Daddy!"
A boy was in the middle of the two men, against the stone wall below, and shouted at the man with his arms hanging down in the rain, and the drops on his face were not known whether it was rain or tears.
In the midst of the rain, the man with his arms hanging down seemed to notice the boy's cry, glanced over, smiled, and gave the boy a thumbs up.
Then he rubbed his eyes, and walked into the rain again, and soon his figure was obscured.
"Daddy......"
The boy lowered his head, pursed his lips, his eyes bloodshot, and looked very tired, but his small body was still pressed against the stone wall, bearing the impact of the river again and again.
The two men next to him showed a look of pity on their faces.
On the other side, Yao Shui walked to a place and put down the big sack he was carrying on his shoulder.
With both hands, he neatly untied the rough hemp rope wrapped around it, and Yao Shui opened the mouth of the bag, which was full of some faint grass-green powder, exuding an inexplicable smell, fresh but with a slight smell of rancid meat.
The rain fell into the bag and poured on the powder, but the powder was not affected in the slightest, not even the shape changed, there was no movement, but the wonderful smell became more intense.
Holding up the heavy sack with his arm, Yao Shui hurriedly trotted over, grabbed a ball of powder with his palm, and then slapped it evenly on the body of a man who was leaning against the stone wall, patting it while asking, "How is it?"
"Okay, it doesn't hurt that much. The man nodded.
"That's good, that's good. ”
"This is the last bag left in the township, right?
"Don't wait until now, don't care so much, hold on to the present, and then think about other things, and let Lao Tzu stay here and carry it!"
"On the mountain, I don't know what's going on......"
"Hell, what can we do if God doesn't reward us with a good face?"
After Yao Shui used the powder to evenly pounce on the man's limbs and torso, he walked up with the sack, and then grabbed a handful of powder and began to beat it again.
The grass green powder pounced on his body, and the purple-black color visible to the naked eye slowly receded, and the man exhaled, his body was not as sore as it was just now, and all of this was due to the powder.
Yao Shui didn't dare to slow down, for fear that someone would suddenly be unable to hold on. In the current situation, if there is a gap in one place, then the previous efforts have been lost.
The powder was smeared onto the body, soaked in rainwater, and began to slowly solidify before merging into the body.
Those whose bodies had absorbed the powder all looked happy, and their originally bent bodies straightened up again, and even the light in their eyes became a little more energetic.
"Hey, heh!"
After a tall man was smeared with powder, he deliberately made his own efforts to highlight the muscles on his body even more, but he was slapped by Yao Shui, and then raised a middle finger to show his disdain.
"Carry it well!"
"Boom—"
"Damn, this ghost weather boy is really ......"
Yao Shui kept cursing the dog God above in his heart, but the rain seemed to see through what he was thinking, and it fell more violently, and the rain on the ground spilled up to the root of everyone's thighs at this time, and had reached the throats of many boys.
Many of the younger boys were red-faced, their breathing became difficult, even their brains were cloudy, and their bodies began to lose their strength......
However, the rain still spread slowly, refusing to leave the slightest emotion to speak of.
Yao Shui anxiously looked at the worse and worse situation, his brows were always locked, and he was full of sorrow and anxiety, and for a while, this burly man didn't know what to do.
"The water has risen so high, but the river is still unabated... Boss Ann hasn't come back yet... What should I do now......"
Even the men who carried the stones hung their arms weakly at this time, and they couldn't lift them up anymore, and the people on that "human wall", Yao Shui didn't need to look at it to guess that their backs must have been bruised one by one by those trembling stones.
The reason why I have persisted for so long is just that I have a little faith in my heart.
In their hearts, as long as there is Boss An, there is still hope. But now, An He has not heard from him since he entered the river, which makes Yao Shui's heart even more anxious.
Shaking the empty sack in his hand, Yao Shui casually threw it aside, looking up and down, but he could only vaguely see the figures in front of him in the rain.
Everything else was white and mist, and the sky was darkened by the heavy clouds.
Yao Shui raised one arm to block his forehead, and the other hand rubbed his eyes that were red from the rain, but it had no effect, because his whole body was full of rain at this time.
Blinking, still as sore and swollen as before, Yao Shui frowned, spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it aside, his chest rose and fell, and he began to think about what to do now.
There are many who don't apply the powder and may not last long.
"Cousin, cousin......"
The familiar voice came from his ears, and when he turned his head, a familiar figure came out of the misty rain behind him, his arms hanging weakly at his sides, and his shoulders were already red and bulging, obviously very swollen and painful.
"What's wrong?" Yao Shui shouted at the top of his voice.
The person who came was Yao Huo, his eyes were a little unable to open under the rain, both eyes were red at this time, the circles around his eyes bulged, and his teeth chattered and said, "Cousin... An Qing can't find it... I can't see anyone......"
"What!?"
Yao Shui's eyes widened, grabbed Yao Huo's collar with both hands, and shouted loudly: "When did you disappear?
"Just, just as you were leaving, it was gone. ”
Yao Huo took a big breath, and the moist air flow with those sour rains flowed into his throat, choking him a little uncomfortable, leaning into Yao Shui's ear, and said hoarsely: "I saw that the people below were too busy, so I went to help build the stone wall first, and now it is ......."
"Damn!" Yao Shui pushed Yao Huo away, holding his head in his hands, and roared angrily. Covering his face and stomping his feet non-stop.
Yao Huo spread out his limbs and lay weakly on the hard stone face, and the pouring rain immediately "touched" his whole body, and a lot of rain also took the opportunity to flow into his mouth and nose.
Even though it was very uncomfortable, Yao Huo still lay there and didn't move at all, his whole body was extremely weak now, and the pain in his shoulder made him feel that it was no longer his arm, he was completely unconscious, and now he just wanted to lie quietly.
Whatever it is, it's none of your business.
A thick thunderbolt flashed its own light in the dark clouds, and the rumbling sound became more and more dense, with a tendency to intensify, and the thick dark clouds had not decreased after so long of rain, but they still gathered momentum, but became more dense.
The rain fell even more violently, like a wild beast, and if it was compared to silk threads before, now the rain is like a column of water constantly flowing down from the sky, which is really difficult to resist. Even when you breathe, your nose inhales those moist water mist.