Chapter 442: King of Typhoons
Because of this kind of natural disaster, the state still has a certain amount of subsidies, and they can just build a new house by subsidizing a little by themselves, and some people are eager to be destroyed by a typhoon.
Zeng Guohua became even busier, but the people around him did not cooperate at all.
Everyone has lived by the sea for generations, and they have long been accustomed to this kind of weather, who knows that this is just the calm before the storm comes.
Liang Cao's divine sense swept away, and the movements within a radius of dozens of miles were in his ears, "The pace of transfer here is not so fast, we should rush to Fu Province as soon as possible, after all, the king of the typhoon this time is from where he landed, once the news comes out, the people here will take action." ”
In the face of natural disasters, manpower is quite weak, and if it weren't for Zuo Liang's memory in his previous life, many sacrifices would not have been avoided.
But natural disasters can not be avoided in a few words, after all, Liang Cao and Zuo Liang's influence is there, and the two of them are just geniuses in the eyes of everyone.
After all, Zuo Liang has lived for two lives, so he has already seen it, "Let's do our best, everything depends on the will of God." ”
Tang Sanshao raised his hand in agreement: "Whether others believe it or not, anyway, I firmly believe in the pavilion master and senior brother, I have asked my parents to transfer the Tang family's coastal industries." ”
The next few days of travel were all spent on the boat, and at each port, Liang Cao took three people down to investigate and inspect whether the residents along the coast had been successfully transferred.
Liang Cao imprinted the coastal route in his mind, and faxed some of the drawn waterway maps to Qin Lao, who immediately called over and asked, "Girl, what do you mean by this?" ”
"You pay attention to the places where I hit the red spots, you have to have people dredge these places so that the water of these tributaries can flow inland, although it is useless to resist this flood, but it will still be very useful for next year's drought."
"What do you say? Will there be a drought next year? ”
"Yes, there will be a drought all over the country next year, don't think I'm alarmist, anyway, I've already told you, it's up to you to listen or not."
"I believe in you, but I can't do such a big thing alone, and I'm afraid I can't afford it at present."
"I don't want money, how much money I have posted, anyway, I won't be able to die of hunger."
This year's heavy rains in various places have caused the persecution of late rice, and if the drought comes next year, the harvest can be imagined.
By the time Liang Cao led the people to the port of Fu Province to join the disciples of the Blue Blood Pavilion, the King of Sangmei Typhoon was also coming.
"Pavilion Master, you're finally here."
More than thirty disciples rushed in and looked at Liang Cao happily, this was the first time they had come to such a far place to practice.
"Did you go all the way?"
Pan Yinglong was in charge of leading the team this time, and he stood up and reported: "Pavilion master, you said that you don't need to rush to the road, so we drove slowly, and some small things on the road were solved easily, and it was quite smooth." ”
Liang Cao's gaze looked at Tian Lili, "What's the matter with her hand?" ”
Tian Lili replied embarrassedly: "That day, when we went to dinner, we saw a few thugs bullying a young lady, so I couldn't help but go up and teach a lesson, they smashed them with beer bottles." ”
Tian Yueyue hurriedly added: "We didn't lose, we were beaten and sent to the police station." ”
Tian Hekun laughed and said: "We are a group of people together, and there are really few people who dare to provoke us, so I can't find a reason to beat people." ”
Tian Ping'an rolled his eyes at him, "If you want to find a beating, the senior brothers can fulfill you." ”
Liang Cao looked at this group of guys who were not afraid of big things, five years have passed, and they have shed the youthfulness of children and become dignified teenagers.
Although Liang Cao is raising these children to grow up, he usually pays attention to their cultivation and provides enough pills for these people, and these inner disciples already have dark cultivation.
Among them, Zuo Liang's cultivation is the highest, and he is already in the realm of transforming strength, and after some polishing, he can break through the innate realm and become a master.
"Everyone will be busy in two days, so please have a big dinner tonight."
"Thank you, Pavilion Master."
Booked a large box in the hotel, filled three tables, and the hotel received so many handsome men and pretty waiters at once.
An exclamation came from the door, and there were several figures standing at the door, and when they saw Liang Cao, they said with a happy face: "I heard a little familiar voice, but I didn't expect it to be you." ”
"Yun Daoyou, you're here too?"
"Xiaocao, let's call me Jiaojiao, not only our Kunlun Sect is here, but I heard that several other sects have also sent people over."
"You're here because of this typhoon too?"
"No, it's thanks to you taking the lead."
"Where do you come from?"
"In the past, our sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes did not participate in these mundane things, but your Blue Blood Pavilion has always taken the lead in doing things for the people, and we are naturally not willing to lag behind.
"There is great strength in numbers, and there will be a time when you will shine."
"There aren't many of us, so we booked the small box next door, so I won't disturb you to eat, and I'll contact you when I'm free."
The next day, the air outside became hotter and hotter, and even the insects hiding in the grass and under the ground looked uneasy, and the sky became darker and darker.
Pedestrians on the road fled one after another, the traffic jam was serious, and the rainstorm was coming again.
The sky was thundering, the sea breeze was howling, the garbage on the ground was blown into the air, and pedestrians on the road could not open their eyes at all.
Thunderbolt, the torrential rain hit the ground, causing a circle of ripples, Liang Cao and his own disciples stood on the highest floor of the sea, looking at the churning sea in front of them.
"Master, there is a layer of dark energy on the surface of the sea, and evil qi is slowly pouring out of here, is there some filth at work?"
"It's not that after the founding of the country, monsters can't become spirits, if it's really a monster, I have a way to deal with it, but this ancestor can't see and touch, how to start?"
"They are like evil qi, and they are like yin qi, anyway, this divine beast smells uncomfortable."
"This ancestor also feels uncomfortable, and he feels a little coercive."
Another flash of lightning struck, and the hurricane swept in again, slapping the reef by the sea, splashing more than ten meters high.
The sun umbrellas used by tourists to rest on the beach were lifted by the hurricane, plastic bags flew on the beach that had been cleaned up, and the cars parked on the roadside were covered with a layer of dust.
Liang Cao's eyes straightened, "Go, act, if you feel dangerous, activate the gravity charm." ”
"Roger."
There were almost no pedestrians on the streets, but there were some people hiding under the eaves and some people on motorbikes to catch their sights, but the hurricane almost swept them away.
Seeing a group of half-grown children pouring into the streets, many people were stunned.
"With such a strong wind, they still dare to go out, not afraid of being blown away?"
"Whose children are these people? Don't worry about it, do you? ”
"Where do they want to go?"
"Huh, they seem to be helping to send people home?"
"They all wear the same clothes, I guess from which school?"
"Which school uniform is this? Their teachers are not afraid that these students will have an accident? ”
Many people stood in front of the windows and looked out at the street, and now no one dared to walk outside except for the people who drove the cars.
A plaque crumbles, and a pair of granddaughters huddle below, shrinking more and more inward, unaware of the danger.
Liang Cao's divine sense swept it and found that the distance was a little far, so he hurriedly jumped a few times, just in time for the plaque to be lifted in front of the two of them.
Tianxuan Sword in hand, a horizontal split, the plaque broke, jumped up, kicked the left and right feet of Feixuan legs, threw against the wind, and smashed on the ground opposite.
"Where do you live? I'll send you home. ”