Chapter 604: The Blackened Prince and the Pretty Mother 11
When Ah Zhao sells a painting, he can live loosely on hand for a day or two, sometimes three or four paintings a day, then put away the drawing board and play for a week.
She runs around the world without any goals, and sometimes, in this place, she hears tourists talking about where to have fun and where to go next, and she goes with them.
Many of the tourists went with the group to many tourist destinations, and slowly, Ah Zhao, a "beautiful painter", also made a lot of fame in these places.
looks like a little fairy, and she paints well, although the fee is expensive, there are many people who know the goods in a hurry.
Every two or three days, Ah Zhao can receive a call from Jiang Li, chatting with each other about their recent lives, like friends who have been together for many years.
Jiang Li knew that she was traveling, and he had to let her pay attention to safety every time.
Ah Zhaoxin said, with my current skills, there is something unsafe.
- There really is.
She was skiing in a country famous for its snowy scenery when she was hit by an earthquake.
The earthquake caused an avalanche.
When he was knocked down by the overwhelming snow hood, Ah Zhao thought to himself, the flag really can't be set up casually.
There was nothing wrong with her.
The skill of an external master is not imaginary.
Ah Zhao was not buried, nor did she faint, on the contrary, she crawled out on her own in just over ten minutes, and even with the help of marshmallows, she dug up a lot of tourists who were buried in the snow.
There are all kinds of them, but fortunately, Ah Zhao has marshmallows, and even the dialects of small and remote countries can be translated.
But things are more serious than they imagined.
The phone could not find a signal.
They had to walk slowly down the hill, and found that the road had collapsed a lot, and the car could not drive, and it was only half a day's journey from the town gathering place, and they had to walk on their feet, and they had to take a detour, at least two to three days.
Fortunately, most of the people found their backpacks, and there was a convenience store at the foot of the mountain, but there was no one to guard them, so they exchanged their money for some food to stuff their backpacks and slowly walked up the town.
The closer they got to the town, the worse they felt.
The collapse of the road surface is getting worse and worse, and there are even places where it has collapsed directly.
When they finally reached their destination three days later, they couldn't believe their eyes—the small town that had been bustling three days ago was now in ruins.
Some were crying, some were sitting numbly, and many people in uniform were weaving through the dilapidated roads.
Seeing their group, someone trotted over.
Surprised to learn that they were tourists skiing on the mountain, the man quickly led them to what was apparently a makeshift tent.
It was only then that they finally understood what had happened in the past few days.
A rare earthquake struck this small town.
Not only here, but also several nearby cities were also affected by the disaster, and many, many people died.
The team was noisy, many people were busy reporting safety to their loved ones, there was no signal, many people wanted to leave here and go back, but now, even the search and rescue manpower is insufficient, who has the air to take care of them?
They were taken to areas where survivors gathered, water and food were provided, their identities were registered, and so on.
Ah Zhao looked at the ruins around him with some blankness, and suddenly realized that he and Jiang Li had not been in touch for a long, long time.
He didn't know how anxious he would be.
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4 more.
I'll see you later.