I was startled, and I didn't know why Old Lady Yan had such a big temper, so Yan Xiaoying winked at me next to me and motioned for me to leave quickly.

I sighed, bowed to Granny Yan and left.

When I went out, Xiaoying came to see me off and said, "Grandma hates your grandfather the most in her life, and she won't help you this time." ”

Hearing her say this, the last glimmer of hope in my heart was shattered.

Along the way, I felt heavy, and I somehow returned to the entrance of the village, looking at the village shrouded in darkness, my chest was like a big stone pressing, very uncomfortable.

Sitting on the big stone at the entrance of the village, he let the rain blow on his face and did not move for a long time.

It wasn't until half an hour later that I finally made up my mind and turned around and headed towards Heavenly Mountain, since Old Lady Yan didn't help, then I would come by myself.

The old man said that he did his best to obey the destiny of heaven, although his strength was meager, but he couldn't watch the snake break through the embankment and come out, I couldn't do such a thing.

The night was deep and the mountain roads were muddy and difficult to walk.

Step by step, I climbed up the hill with difficulty.

I don't know why, but every time I take a step up the mountain, my faith becomes stronger. Although he is not a savior, the little people also have the faith and persistence of the little people, even if they are buried in the belly?

Thinking of this, a sense of pride rose from his chest and abdomen, and his steps became more firm.

By the time I reached the reservoir embankment, it was already slightly bright, but the rain had not stopped.

The mountain stream flood swelled, standing on the embankment and looking out, I saw a vast ocean in the reservoir, the flood water rolling, the huge waves surging, the momentum was huge.

Originally, it was the dry season, and the water level of the reservoir dropped, but last night's heavy rain, the water level of the entire reservoir did not know how much it had risen, and it had reached a dangerous position.

On the left side of the embankment, there is a flood outlet, at this time, the water inlet is flooding, and thousands of huge waves are pouring one after another, pouring straight down the valley dozens of meters deep, making a monstrous sound.

The huge iron fence that used to hold back the outfall had been broken by the flood, but hundreds of sharp spears could still be seen embedded in the torrent.

There is a stone monument of the town reservoir next to the flood outlet, which has been mostly submerged at this time.

Originally, there was no need to make a fuss about such a flood, but if the snake rushed out, it would be a different matter, and a sharp spear was buried under the gap in the flood, and it would definitely not rush out from here. Instead, when the water level rises again, he breaks through the other side where there is no sharp spear.

If the levee is broken, the flood water inside will leak out, not to mention the village below the mountain, and it is estimated that even the town will be submerged.

So now as long as the snake doesn't hit the embankment, everything is fine.

Thinking of this, I didn't dare to delay, rushed back to the house, got a shotgun, and then went around the reservoir to find the oil raft that had been distributed from above and jumped on it.

It took a lot of effort to get the oil engine in motion, and with the roar of the motor, I drove the oil raft like a lonely boat in the angry waves, speeding towards the central waters.

There are many swirling torrents in the reservoir, and it is difficult to grasp the direction. There were many floating dead trees and vines on the surface of the water, and they were almost blown off and fell into the water several times.

Finally, I came to the center of the reservoir, and when I looked around, there were huge yellow waves rolling in all directions, and it was difficult to find the trace of the snake for a while.

I didn't dare to stop the engine and drove around on a tank.

Ten minutes later, I finally found the snake, which was now rolling and stirring in the floodwater, and half of the huge waves in the reservoir were caused by it.

From a distance, the snake's whole body was covered with black scales, and the body exposed from the water was like a mountain, as thick as a water tank, and I don't know how long.

It seems that it is still waiting for the water level to rise, and is not in a hurry to rush in the direction of the embankment.

I drove the oil raft far away from the snake area, and didn't dare to get too close.

Although I knew how terrible the snake was, I couldn't help but gasp when I really saw it at this time, which was different from what I saw that night.

Because it was dark that night, I could only see its vague outline, but now I can see it really. The black body that was poured like steel, let alone a person, even a strong city wall would be easily thrown down by it.

It rolled in the water like a dragon king in anger, and it was hard to believe how nature could have bred such a terrifying monster.

Fortunately, it is only physically strong now.

The old man told me that before the snake turned into a dragon, it had no magic, unlike other evil spirits in the mountains that could cast witchcraft. This is also the reason why it has to go into the sea.

Because only by turning into a dragon, it can go to heaven and earth, and its mana is boundless, and the difference is too great.

Legend has it that Wei Zheng slashed the dragon in his dream, and the one he killed was not a real dragon, but a dragon that had been cultivated in a deep well for a long time. Even if you have royal luck, you can't do it.

It seemed that there was still time, so I drove around the reservoir on a raft and found that a total of eight mountain streams were flooded into the reservoir.

Every torrent is as powerful as a galloping horse, and in this case, within half an hour, the water level will rise again, and the flood outlet will not be able to completely drain the flood water inside.

The only way to do this is to attract the attention of the snake and stop it from going to the side of the dam and wait for the rain to stop and the water level drop.

After waiting for hundreds of years, the snake was more anxious than I expected, and before the water level had completely risen, it couldn't wait to go to the embankment.

From a distance, a black ridge in the torrent quickly moved in the direction of the embankment.

I cursed, tore off my soaked clothes, secured my shotgun with a belt, gritted my teeth and drove the raft to catch up.

It must not be allowed to get close to the levee!

The raft flew over the water and finally caught up with the snake, which was still some distance from the embankment.

It floated on the water, and the torrents on both sides separated it into a waterway, perhaps because the torrent was noisy, or maybe it was so bent on breaking through the embankment that it didn't notice my presence.

The water was rolling, and I didn't dare to get too close, about a dozen meters away. I loaded the shotgun with a bullet and pulled the trigger on the snake's head without hesitation.

I don't know if the bullet hit in the bumps and confusion, in fact, even if the bullet of the shotgun can penetrate the scales of the snake, it only scratches it.

My main purpose is to get it to pay attention and make it turn around.

The shot didn't seem to hit, and it still headed towards the embankment, ignoring me.

Perhaps it had noticed me, but just ignored it, just as an elephant disdained to ignore an ant in front of it, for it, I am an ant at the moment.

I didn't lose heart and reloaded the shotgun again.

The next shot seemed to hit and managed to provoke its wrath.

A huge snake head as thick as a water tank poked out of the water, and the sight was indescribable.

I didn't even dare to look at it more, so I hurriedly turned the raft around and fled as if I was desperate.

The snake chased after it and came with a huge wave.

Although the speed of the oil raft is very fast, the speed of the snake in the water is even faster, and as soon as I escaped twenty or thirty meters, a huge black body lifted directly from the water, and directly pumped the oil raft into the air.

For a moment, I felt like a cloud, but in a moment I hit the water hard.

Thankfully, the raft was sturdy enough that it might have broken up in one fell swoop, but it couldn't withstand a second blow.

I fled as fast as I could on the raft, the snake in hot pursuit, the roar of the oil engine mixed with the angry roar of the snake, and I didn't have time to turn around to see if it was near.

He fled for hundreds of meters, and there seemed to be no movement behind him.

Only then did I dare to turn around and look.

I saw the flood behind me, but there was no trace of the snake.

I was so frightened that I thought it had given up chasing me and headed for the embankment.

Looking in the direction of the embankment, I happened to see a white figure standing on it, that person looked a little familiar, too far away to see the face.

But when I saw her bald head in Cheng Liang, I knew who was coming.

Yan Xiaoying, the granddaughter adopted by Mrs. Yan.

How did she get here?

Could it be that the old woman Yan has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, and she says that she doesn't care, but she has already come here?

I couldn't think much about it at this time, because Xiaoying was standing on the embankment and shouting something at me, because the water was noisy and I couldn't hear it clearly, but I felt that I was in a bad situation.

Sure enough, when I turned my head to look behind me, I saw a huge mouth burst out of the water and bite at me.

The mouth was so large that it opened open beneath the water, and the surrounding water poured into its mouth, immediately forming a huge whirlpool.

It turned out that the snake had dived under the water.

I was so frightened that I immediately abandoned the oil raft and jumped into the water to escape.

As soon as he jumped into the water, he immediately felt a cold and huge body clinging to his face rushing out of the water, and then he was washed out by a chaotic current.

I steadied myself and burst out of the water, just in time to see the huge head of the snake standing on top of my head, biting the oil raft I was riding in its mouth, and slamming it out.

Although I was shocked, I understood that my life and death were in an instant, where would I dare to be in a daze? Spread out your powerful arms, paddle desperately, and flee quickly.

No matter how fast you swim, how can you be faster than the snake that has been cultivating in the water for hundreds of years?

Luckily, however, there was a swift undercurrent rushing towards the dam inlet.

I took advantage of the momentum of the water and quickly approached the embankment.

But this was still far from enough, and the snake caught up from behind and pushed the water.

As a last resort, I had to take a deep breath and sink into the water, where the water was turbid and the surface of the water was full of floating debris. Although the snake is a water spirit, it is not easy to find me accurately in such an environment.

But I underestimated its destructive power.

Unable to see underwater, I felt my body being torn and pulled away by an undercurrent, and then I was thrown by a large, cold body.

Suddenly, my whole body was like duckweed in the water, I was thrown out of the water, I don't know how far, and I fell into the water again.

I don't know how many bones are broken in my body this time, my head is buzzing, my internal organs are in severe pain, the world is spinning, I feel that even my soul has been scattered, and I can't even move my fingers.

Just as I was about to sink to the bottom, I suddenly felt a pain in my shoulder, and I was hooked by a cold iron claw.

The first thought in my heart was that it was over, I was caught by the dragon, where is there any possibility of survival?

At that moment, I closed my eyes and gave up resistance, and for a while many pictures appeared in my mind.

I don't regret that I died in my belly, even if in the eyes of many people I was just an egg hitting a stone, ridiculous and pitiful.

But I don't care, because I did my best, and at the last moment of my life, I was brave and fearless.

It's just a pity that I can't marry the mountain god Niangniang back home, and I can't do my filial piety in front of my parents......