According to legend, when Yao, there was such a cloud in the folk secret saying:

The ancient relics are desolate and destroyed

Fourth, the world is plagued by evil calamities

The reincarnation of the nine turns of the catastrophe begins

Shangguan's secret technique shook the sky

The remnants of the stars are everywhere, and the wilderness continues

Who is the king, but it is a moment to solve a thousand sorrows

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San Francisco, USA.

A warm ray of sunlight shone in through the window, divided into several pieces by the window edges, and lay quietly on the pure pine wood floor of the living room. The roses in the back garden are bathed in sunlight and open more delicately, exuding bursts of charming scent from time to time, attracting bees and butterflies one after another.

It's a normal summer afternoon, it's not very hot, and the breeze gently blows the green grass on the ground and the branches and leaves on the trees. The blue sky is ethereal and open, and there are no clouds.

In a Western-style villa, the cacophony of the television distracts the triumphant music of the cicadas outside the window. On the fuchsia couch sat a charming woman with slightly brownish hair, the sun shining on it. With brown-black eyes and yellow skin, he looks very charming.

She is a Chinese with the name Shangguan Jiehong.

Her seemingly delicate and moving face makes people can't believe that she has become a mother of a child. There is not the slightest wrinkle on the skin, and there is no trace of having a baby at the waist. This kind of person will be a focal point on the streets of San Francisco wherever he goes.

"A new round of tsunami will make landfall in the northeastern United States tomorrow, and this tsunami will have a large impact and may involve Boston and its surrounding areas, so please be prepared. ”

Similar reports are not uncommon on television, and this year's tsunami seems to be particularly numerous, both large and small. The large television screen simulates the geographical scope that could be involved in the event of a tsunami, and the flashing red dots in the image are the cities that could be affected.

Jie Hong sighed, stood up and turned off the TV.

She turned around and saw a baby sleeping soundly in the bassinet behind the couch. Jie Hong leaned down and gently kissed the baby's immature face.

The early death of her husband Chengtuo made her miserable. She woke up from nightmares several times, and everything lingered in her mind for a long time. She once wanted to follow her husband, but for the sake of her mission and daughter, she controlled herself again and again.

"It's time too...... I'm going back. Jie Hong muttered softly to herself.

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Wuhan, China.

In a gorgeous villa in the traditional Chinese style, there was a hysterical howl.

"Oh my God! The English chip given by the teacher is hiccup again, how should I study? How to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University? How to contribute to the bright future of the motherland——!" Inside the room, a child who looked no more than six or seven years old kept yelling at the computer screen.

Although he is a Chinese teenager, he has a deep purple hair color that is rare for Chinese. The same rare golden pupils match just right. And all these rare seem to indicate that his future is extraordinary.

He struggled with the computer for a long time before he nodded and said, "Well, it seems that this is a manifestation from heaven that deliberately does not allow me to learn...... Then I'll have to go with the will of heaven - I'm coming, X'er!"

With that, he pulled out the chip and played the game leisurely......

However......

As soon as the interface was launched, the door was slammed open. A man who looked like him stepped in.

The man's calm and indifferent face like a beautiful man glanced at the computer screen, and he instantly became irritable! He picked up a feather duster and pounced on the boy: "You little ancestor, once your dear daddy is gone, play games, see how daddy cleans you up!"

Seeing this, the boy quickly jumped away from the computer lightly, while explaining: "There is a problem with the computer chip, and I am also ......"

"You talk nonsense! That's what you said last time! At that time, your daddy's heart was as clean as a piece of white toilet paper, and he naively believed you! This time, Daddy won't believe you anymore!"

Qingkou: "......"

White toilet paper or something......

At this moment, a woman in an apron came in from outside the door, with a kind smile.

"Qingkou, do you eat watermelon?" the woman asked with a smile.

"Silent incense...... Wait a minute, I'm educating him. The man looked embarrassed and glared at the woman like a fly.

The woman named Mo Xiang only glanced at him, and after smiling, she hugged the boy: "Qingkou, don't pay attention to Dad, eat watermelon!"

"Hey!you!" Seeing this, the man hurriedly threw down his feather duster and followed him.

The boy's name is Qing Kou, and his father, that is, the man, is named Qing Zhun. The Qing family has been male for generations, and there are no women. They were generally purple-haired and golden-eyed, but when they arrived at Qingkou, this characteristic was more obvious. The Qing family, the Qin family, and the Ouyang family are world friends, but the other two families are ordinary people. It is said that their relationship originated in the Song Dynasty, and as for the definite era name, it is impossible to confirm it.

......

"The waters of the Yangtze River have been unstable these days, so don't go to the river with your friends recently. Mo Xiang walked over with a watermelon and said to Qingkou.

"It's been unstable in the past few years! I'm afraid it's not as plain as experts say. Qing Zhun said as he watched the watermelon bite hard, and the bright red juice ran down his chin.

"Could it be a monster?" said Qingkou casually.

Mo Xiang glanced at the father and son, "Qingkou, don't listen to Dad's nonsense!"

"In recent years, tsunamis have raged around the world, which is extremely rare, how can this be explained by science?" Qing Zhun replied not to be outdone.

"This is called the tsunami plate concentration phenomenon, and experts have said it on TV. You better know a little more about science, and don't always be there all day long, teaching the Qingkou badly. Moka replied.

Qing Zhun was suffocated, so he had to lower his head and nibble on the watermelon without saying a word.

......

At night, Beijing Capital International Airport is still as lively as day. The sound of trumpets echoed in the hall, and the crowd was bustling and intermingling. From time to time, the bulky luggage collided together, causing a whining and dissatisfaction from the crowd.

At this moment, a woman in a red coat is holding a sleeping baby and shuttling through the crowd. Strangely, she didn't carry a heavy bag like everyone else, and the only thing on her hand was the child who looked less than a year old.

She is Shangguan Jiehong, holding her daughter, Cheng Ziqi.

Finally squeezed out of the airport, and it took more than half an hour of taxi ride in Beijing to find a vacant hotel, and it was already late at night after the settlement was completed. She first booked a plane ticket in San Francisco and flew nearly halfway around the world to reach China. She hadn't rested on the plane, and now she had to hold on to her eyelids to get here. She plans to take the train to Chengdu as soon as she rests for the night. Non-stop all the way. Tonight was the only night she could rest when she arrived in Chengdu, and it was only five hours. In contrast, Cheng Ziqi is much happier, and spends as much time asleep as when Jie Hong is awake.

"The disaster of the four evils, the tsunami destroyed the world. The situation will be changed, but the officials will be above. In a blur, the words came to her mind again. The bright moonlight poured in through the curtains, and only the deep indigo color reflected on the ground. Jie Hong tossed and turned but couldn't sleep, because sometimes she couldn't even believe that she was the savior who turned things around.

It's not far from the time when the four murderers will awaken, but everything is still calm. Perhaps, that wouldn't have happened at all?

She also hopes that it will be like that, but hope is still hope, and reality will come one day.

Jie Hong closed her eyes, and gradually fell asleep in the faint breathing of Ziqi.

......

At the same time, Qingkou did not sleep. He quietly got up and stood alone by the window, looking out. The night sky is bright, and the stars stretch out to the limit.

“...... Crimson, do you remember me?"

He said as he moved his lips slightly, looking into the distance.

Crimson is a pony born at the same time as Qingkou, and its whole body is transparent fiery red, and Qingkou named it Crimson.

Last year, Qingkou released it back into the wild. At that time, he still remembered crying sadly as he watched the red shadow fade away.

At this moment, he seemed to see crimson in the night sky, close in front of him, and the fiery red mane made him can't help but reach out and stroke it. The crimson mane is soft to the touch, like satin.

However, his hand only touched the cold, transparent glass. Qing Kou sighed and withdrew his hand, his face faintly visible in the glass, his golden pupils shining in the glass.

......

Washington, Central Geological Monitoring Institute.

"What does it mean that the sea level has been rising continuously for the past few days?" asked an old man with gray hair and a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

"It seems to be caused by the movement of the earth's crust, which has caused sea level ......," one researcher said.

"I know this, but the shaking is not accurately located, and you have tentatively inferred that it is a global crustal movement. Isn't that right?" the old man did not seem satisfied with this answer, and still asked reluctantly, "tell me the reason for the reasoning you have obtained from studying for so long. ”

"This ...... Based on recent data analysis from several countries, there are two possibilities. The research officer paused, and said, "First, this is just a sign of normalcy on Earth, don't worry, maybe it will return to normal in a few years." Second ......"

"Second...... What?"

The research cadre became hesitant to speak, and he said word by word: "Second...... Maybe the earth ...... Like the extinction of the dinosaurs before, we have to go through a ...... Unknown Calamity ......"

The old man frowned, "Is your damn data reliable?"

"We're just speculating. Another scientist said, "At that point, we can ...... Play it by ear. ”

"Maybe then we'll have to obey the destiny of heaven. The old man let out a contemptuous sneer.

"Trust us one more time, we won't let you down, Mr. Brydon. ”

"Okay," the old man smiled, "I'll wait." ”

......

Chengdu, China.

In front of a dilapidated villa, a woman is scrutinizing it. That's right, now Shangguan Jiehong has returned to Chengdu and come to his hometown.

After many years outside, the house has long been covered with a thick layer of dust. The white floor tiles used to reflect the shadow of people, but now even if the dust is swept away, it is not as bright as it used to be. The corners of the walls are covered with cobwebs, and in some places the skin of the walls has begun to fall off, telling everywhere the hardships and vicissitudes of the past few years. Jie Hong sighed helplessly, simply cleaned the house, and hurriedly took out her mobile phone from her bag and called a number named "Yang Li".

"Hey?" It was a long time before a lazy female voice rang on the other end of the phone.

"Yang Li, it's me, Jiehong. Jie Hong deliberately slowed down her speech, "I, I want to talk to you about something......"

"Jie Hong?" the tone on the other end of the phone was a little surprised, but quickly regained his composure, and continued: "If you have something to say, mother-in-law." ”

"In the days to come, please ...... Is it okay to raise Ziqi instead of me?" Jie Hong paused, as if it had taken a long psychological struggle to make this decision.

“...... Oh, your 'life' is finally coming?" was silent for a long time before Yang Li spoke.

"Sort of. Jie Hong smiled.

Yang Li and Jie Hong are classmates in high school, but their family environments are different. Yang Li has been an orphan since she was a child, and Jiehong is the complete opposite. But because the two of them are like-minded, they are still friends today.

It's just that in the past four years, Jie Hong went to the United States with Chengtuo, and they have never been in contact again.

But now, with just one phone call, they are holding hands together again.

"Alas. Hanging up the phone, Zhu Hong took the calendar and looked at it carefully. Time is running out, and the remaining time of humanity is her survival time.

The four murderers of the ancients are about to awaken!

"Dad, the weather forecast says that there will be heavy rain the day after tomorrow, and it may cause floods, so we won't go to the Three Gorges the day after tomorrow. Qingkou saw the TV news and shouted loudly to the study.

"Oh. A faint voice came from the study, which was in response to Qing Kou's words.

"Dad," Qingkou jumped off the couch and asked as he ran to the study, "Dad, what are you doing?"

The moment he pushed the door open, Qing Kou was startled: the study was full of piled up items, and Qing Zhun was rummaging through a wooden box.

"Dad, what are you looking for?" Qingkou asked.

Qing Zhun put down the work in his hand at this time, turned around and asked seriously: "Son, the Taoist friend you said before gave you a few talismans, is it true?"

"Of course it's true. Qingkou thought for a moment, "He also said at the time that he could save his life in times of crisis, but I don't know where I put it." ”

Qing Zhun waved his hand to his son, "Come on, help Dad find it." ”

Qingkou reluctantly stepped forward and asked, "Dad, what are you looking for that?"

Qing Zhun frowned and said, "The climate has been abnormal in the past few days, I guess that the four murderers of ancient times are about to awaken!"

Qing Kou looked at him with an unbelievable look and smiled stiffly, "Haha...... Dad, are you ...... Fever? It's just a legend, do you believe it?"

"Legend has it that the immortal chaos, the gluttony of the desolation, the smashing of the gods, and the poverty of the source of evil are the source of the eternal evil, the beginning of all evil, and the four evils. They once fought with the Heavenly Realm, all the way through the West Heavenly Gate at that time, which was like no one's land, and the Buddha exhausted all his strength before he barely sealed it. Who knew that the strength of the four fierce was unpredictable, and the seal was loosened again, and in the end, it was completely sealed by relying on the immortals of the Nantianmen and the ancient treasure of the ancient treasure at that time. Now, tens of millions of years have passed, and the power of the four evils has been continuously strengthened, until even the Heavenly Seal can no longer be suppressed, which has triggered frequent tsunamis on a global scale. Qing Zhun frowned, as if he had experienced it back then.

"But that's just a legend, there's no way to go into it. Maybe it's just what meteorologists say......" Qingkou said.

Qing Zhun shook his head and slowly stood up. "Alas," he sighed, "I wish I too...... That's it. After he finished speaking, he slowly walked out of the door, leaving Qingkou alone in the study.

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Qingcheng Mountain, one of the top ten caves in China, is a famous Taoist mountain. Spring, summer, autumn and winter have their own scenes, all of which make people forget to return. Du Fu even left a praise in this place, "for the love of Zhangren Mountain, Dan Ladder is close to the ghost".

"In the past few days, please give me Qingcheng Mountain temporarily, and don't let anyone approach, including you. A woman in sunglasses pulled out a wad of bills and said.

"Here are five million, which is the cost of Qingcheng Mountain. Is that enough?" she asked, handing over the bill.

"Enough. A bearded man nodded, and then asked, "But, I have a question, what are you doing with Qingcheng Mountain?"

The woman looked up at the window and sighed, "I'm sorry that I'll keep this matter a secret and can't let you know." ”

When she thinks that her life is approaching, she thinks of Ziqi. For the sake of the mission, she failed to fulfill the responsibilities of a mother. Every time she thought of this, she felt that she couldn't stand Ziqi.

"It doesn't matter," said the man, "that we will do what you say, and will not let any traveler approach Mount Qingcheng for three days, so please rest assured." ”

The woman nodded, not saying anything more.

"Please sign this. The man pushed over an A4 piece of paper.

The woman smiled, ignored the dense words on it, went straight to the signature, paused slightly, and wrote down the words "Shangguan Jiehong".

"Your surname is Shangguan, what a good name. The man laughed.

After signing the book, she gently put down the pen. She took a deep breath and walked out of the room.