Chapter 450: The Hardship After the Disaster, the Situation of Guitan
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When the sky was bright, the people of Hongjia Village got up. They slept in the caves, and did not sleep well all night, and when the dawn broke, they came out of the caves one after another, and swarmed down to see what had become of the village.
What caught my eye was a dull yellow water. Compared to last night, the water level has receded a lot, revealing the ruins of some houses, which are in a mess and stained with yellow mud and sand.
There is no doubt that the entire village has been destroyed.
Seeing this, the cold and hungry villagers were saddened, and some women and children were already crying loudly. In the current situation, trying to rebuild the village is almost a pipe dream, and there is no food to eat, where do they have the strength to build a house? I am afraid that I will have to live in the mountains for the next few days.
It's just that in the long run, it's not a way, the fish can't be hit, the hunting harvest is also very little, so many people, they have to eat when they open their mouths, and they can't be satisfied at all.
Many people's eyes are on Hong Ah Da and Hong Tiezhu, these two men have always been the pillars of the village and the hope of everyone.
Overnight, Hong Ada's face seemed to be a few years older, the wrinkles on his face deepened, and a pair of brows frowned tightly, forming a tic-tac-toe, which could not be erased. Hong Tiezhu, who was standing beside him, looked no better, scratching his head and touching his face, at a loss. Originally, planning these things was not what he was good at, from childhood to adulthood, when it came to climbing trees up and down the mountain, down the ravine, etc., he was the one who did not give in, but when it came to the survival and development of the village, he immediately had a big head, and he couldn't let out a fart for a long time.
At this time, Chen Sanlang and others came out.
In the middle of the night, Chen Sanlang was extremely worried, haggard, and did not rest well, with two dark circles under his eyes, he was woken up.
In my memory, it seems that I have never been. It can be seen that last night was very consumed.
Seeing them, the villagers couldn't help but show indignation.
The human heart is like this, and it is most likely to be angry with others, but whenever there is a blessing or evil, the first thing to think about is to others.
In the minds of these villagers, their village has been established for a hundred years, they have been watching the sky and eating, they can always maintain food and clothing, and live a plain life, but since Chen Sanlang and others entered the village, incidents have happened one after another, until the flood floods the village and the residence is completely destroyed.
At this time, people's emotions will reach a peak, and they will explode if they are not careful.
Fortunately, Hong Adaa and Hong Tiezhu are quite distinct, standing on Chen Sanlang's side, they are known for their prestige, and they spoke out last night to appease and suppress the mood fluctuations of the villagers in time.
Having said that, this matter has nothing to do with Chen Sanlang. If it weren't for Chen Sanlang's presence, not to mention the destruction of Hongjia Village, the people in the village would also suffer from the catastrophe and it would be difficult to survive.
Of course, the villagers didn't know about it, and Chen Sanlang didn't bother to explain it, so it was difficult to make sense at all.
Silence is enough.
In the morning, the sun showed its face, and the light made people a little irritable.
Chen Sanlang remembered something in his heart, and without saying a word, he walked down the mountain. When they got to the bottom, Ah Wu asked in a low voice: "Childe, shall we go back to Wuping County?"
"Don't worry, get something to eat first. ā
Ah Wu was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked around, there was a flood that had not receded, a dirty feeling, where was there anything to eat?
Chen Sanlang paused, changed directions, and walked along the foothills.
When Hong Adaa saw them coming down the mountain, he wanted to open his mouth to call, but the words reached his throat and swallowed back. I thought that Chen Sanlang and the three were leaving, but looking at the direction they left, they did not go out of the mountain, but walked to the other side.
Over there, isn't that the location of the turtle pool?
Hong Ada's heart muttered, but he didn't think much about it, thinking that Chen Sanlang might be going fishing.
"Oh, no, he didn't bring his fishing tackle...... Besides, the flood is overflowing, the village is flooded, and the terrain over there is even lower, and it must be overflooded, it's all water, how can you fish?"
Hong Ada's thought of this layer and was full of doubts.
"Uncle, what do you think we should do?"
Hong Tiezhu, who was stunned on the side, suddenly asked.
Hong Adada came back to his senses, didn't think about Chen Sanlang anymore, and sighed: "What can I do, let's see the steps." ā
He is also helpless, the flood disaster is cruel and ruthless, but the post-disaster situation is even more tricky and worrying.
However, it was said that Chen Sanlang took Ah Wu and the two along the foothills, the mountains and forests were dense, and Da Kui walked in front as always, pulled out his waist knife, cut through thorns, and opened the way.
It didn't take long to walk, and after about two quarters of an hour, they came to the side of the turtle pond.
The geographical location of Hongjia Village, towards the downstream direction, is the banyan forest, and then passes, you will go to Guitan.
Facing the Tongtian River and backed by the mountains - Chen Sanlang is taking the path of the mountains, which is equivalent to copying the back road.
A vein of mountain stream water flowed down, constantly into the pool, because of the heavy rain last night, the mountain stream flow is very large.
The most amazing thing is that this place has not been flooded, there is no trace of it, and it is still as calm as before. The water in the pond is quiet, slightly churning, and a giant ao-shaped rock on the edge of Tan lies there, not moving at all.
When Ah Wu saw it, his eyes were a little straight, and then he turned his head to look at Hongjia Village, which was only a few miles apart, and the two situations were completely different.
Could it be that this pool of water is really extraordinary, and there are gods who live here and protect this place, and the flood does not dare to commit it?
When such a thought came to me, it was irrepressible.
The two looked at each other, and then looked at Chen Sanlang, but saw Gongzi's unfazed face, as if he had expected it.
The three of them made a path, climbed down, down-to-earth, and soon came to the edge of the turtle pond.
Ah Wu asked, "Childe, are you fishing again......?"
Speaking of fishing, I suddenly came over, I fled last night, I was in a panic, many things fell in the house, and it was hard to say whether there was fishing tackle or not.
Chen Sanlang said with a smile: "You don't necessarily have to use fishing tackle to come fishing. ā
Hearing this, Ah Wu was immediately fished with curiosity.
In fact, the day before yesterday, Chen Sanlang and Hong Ah Da fished together, this thing is very strange, the experienced Hong Ah shrimp hair did not catch one, Chen Sanlang returned with a full load, the whole thing is mysterious, people are puzzled, it is like the fish in the turtle pond only recognize Chen Sanlang, so they rush to take the bait.
If you understand it correctly, you really don't need to fish, even if you just break a branch or something and put it in the water, the fish will bite and come up.
Such a means is simply incredible.
Ah Wu and Da Kui stretched their necks to see how Chen Sanlang fished without fishing tackle, thinking of the fish, their stomachs couldn't help but gurgle, and they were hungry in protest.
However, in the eyes of the two, Chen Sanlang did not start fishing immediately, but walked to the turtle-shaped stone and stretched out his hand-
Knock knock!
Hit it three times very vigorously.