It doesn't matter where a person stands, what matters is where he goes.

Spring cold material tips. Cool breeze. The dragon boy simply packed his luggage, picked up his schoolbag and set off.

However, as soon as he walked outside, he suddenly heard a roaring roar from the mountain.

In the subconscious of the dragon sleeping boy, this is clearly the sound of a landslide. How could the mountain collapse on a sunny day for several days?

Out of instinctive considerations, the dragon sleep boy wanted to go to the front to see what was going on.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

It was a mountain collapse. The earth and rocks attached to the mountain rolled up huge waves, uprooted the trees, and smashed towards Longcun with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea.

Over the centuries, Dragon Village has experienced countless landslides and flash floods, all of which have been unharmed. But will you be able to escape doom this time?

The dragon boy was already shocked by the scene in front of him, and he watched as the mountain poured down towards him.

Not only was he helpless, but even his desire to escape was extinguished. He could only let this situation happen catastrophically, and the atmosphere did not dare to exhale. He even covered his ears with his hands and closed his eyes, passively and hopelessly waiting for the sudden catastrophe to come.

But, by coincidence. When the mountain stone rushed in front of him, it came to an abrupt halt.

The roar also died down.

All the houses in the village and himself were safe.

The dragon sleeping boy's eyes widened, and the dirt slope formed by the earth and rocks was connected with the mountain. The dumping of rocks is equivalent to pushing the soil slope forward by tens of meters. Longmian Mountain was like a piece of life that had been scraped by a knife, revealing a large red and bloody wound.

The cruelty and bloodiness of the natural destruction of the mountain are unbearable!

The boy was shocked and let out an exclamation, but he saw someone on the top of Longmian Mountain beating his chest and shouting in frustration.

The people on the top of the mountain were extremely small, and the dragon boy couldn't hear what they were shouting. But he knew that these people would only make such movements and shouts in some kind of critical situation. The dragon boy looked around suspiciously, and then looked in front of him.

Oh my God, on the ground in front of him, where the earth and rocks stopped abruptly, that is, in the earth and rocks, there was a man, a man. The man had become one with the piles of rocks that had rolled down to him. He didn't move.

The dragon sleep boy was surprised. He didn't care so much, so he hurriedly put his schoolbag aside and stepped forward to pull the man out of the dirt and rocks.

The man was disgraced and unrecognizable. The dragon sleep boy touched his nose, and the life characteristics were still there, but he was already dying.

The people on the top of the mountain danced, it turned out that this person was washed down the mountain by the landslide. Those people had already made a detour into the jungle, presumably coming this way.

It's important to save people!

The dragon boy bent down and took the wounded man's hands, then lifted him up and carried him behind his back. The injured man's body was heavy, but the solid body of the mountain baby had already carried him steadily, and then he ran to the nearby hospital in a puff of smoke.

As soon as he left, a villager asked behind the boy in Longmian: Boy, who is that?

This person's name is Long Yingao, the father of his classmate Long Xiaowang, and he is his uncle according to his generation. Long Yingao must have thought that someone in the village was injured, so he asked with concern.

The dragon boy didn't bother to answer his question. He carried the man on his back and left the village without stopping.

The nearby hospital is Longmian Township Health Center.

After the doctor cleaned and gave first aid to the injured man, he said to the boy in Longmian: Fortunately, it was delivered in time, otherwise, just the dust blocking his airway would be life-threatening, and you would save his life.

Amitabha!

The injured man was an old man with clear eyebrows, not like a person from a nearby village, but rather a white-collar worker in the city.

The dragon boy was relieved. I finally did something meaningful. Suddenly he remembered that the old man's life was safe, and my own schoolbag was still lost at the entrance of the village, and I had to leave here.

The boy was moving from the side of the bed, but he saw the injured man wake up, moaning in pain.

The old man opened his eyes to look at the dragon sleeping boy who had turned around, and suddenly stretched out a hand and grabbed the corner of his clothes. The body has not yet recovered, and his strength is extremely weak. The dragon boy had no choice but to stop.

The old man let go of his hand, and then grabbed one of the dragon boy's hands, holding it tightly but still weakly.

The old man looked at him, held back the pain, and asked word by word: You saved me?

The dragon boy smiled innocently and nodded.

The old man said, "Thank you."

The dragon boy shook his head.

The old man was reluctant to let go and asked him: Did you bring your mobile phone?

The dragon boy shook his head and said: I don't have a mobile phone.

The old man rolled his eyes for a moment, and then said to the dragon sleeping boy: You go and get a pen and paper.

The tone of the old man's speech was unmistakable. It's a bit like making a will. The dragon sleep kid doubted.

The boy looked around, but found no pen and paper, then walked out of the ward, asked the nurse for it, and handed it to the old man. The old man took the pen and paper, then took the pen with great difficulty and wrote two lines on the paper, handing it to the boy Longmian.

The boy took the note, and it turned out to be the mobile phone number written by the old man and the old man's own name, the mobile phone number was 11 digits, and the old man's name was Zhang Sidao.

The old man's face was still pained, but a smile appeared.

He said to the dragon sleeping boy: Young man, this is my contact information.

The boy thought that the old man wanted him to contact his family, so he said to the old man: I will go and help you get in touch.

Before the boy could turn around, he was pulled by the old man again. The old man said: Contact relatives, there is a nurse, this contact information, I gave it to you, if you encounter anything in the future, you can contact me, maybe I can help you.

Only then did the boy understand the old man's intentions. He took the note, thanked the old man, and then turned and left the room.