It rained heavily all night.
Early the next morning, the rain continued unabated, and a lot of water accumulated in the surrounding low-lying areas.
The mountain forest next to it seemed to come alive overnight. The originally dry trees were all glowing green, absorbing water to their heart's content in the heavy rain.
"This can't go on like this!"
Zhan Qingyue looked at the mountains and forests in the rain and fog. They were in a low-lying position, between two valleys, and the water flowing out of the depths of the valleys was becoming increasingly turbid.
The surrounding mountains and forests have not had rain in several months. Many trees have died long ago. The surface vegetation is sparse and the soil is seriously damaged. Once the soil absorbs enough water, the probability of a mudslide is very high.
Han Yiyun, who had been secretly paying attention to Zhan Qingyue, heard her muttering and unconsciously raised his eyes to look at her.
Her eyes were covered with thick blue and black eyes, and her face was full of exhaustion.
"Sister Yueyue, what were you talking about just now?"
Zhan Qingyue frowned slightly and said with a bitter look on her face: "It's nothing, I hope I'm overthinking it."
She sighed and continued: "It's been raining all night and it hasn't stopped. I'm worried that there will be a mudslide."
When Han Yiyun heard this, he also began to feel worried.
"There is a cloud in the book. After a long drought and a long rain, the rocks will roll down and the earth dragon will turn over."
He glanced at the villagers huddled in the shack. No one had had a good rest all night. If something happened, the consequences would be disastrous.
"For safety reasons, we have to retreat to the relatively gentle hillsides on both sides."
"I agree."
The two hit it off immediately, immediately put on raincoats and tarpaulins, and ran between the shacks.
"I disagree!"
Zhang Lizheng listened to Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun's proposal and refused without thinking.
In the first half of the night, everyone was struck by lightning and was so frightened that they even built a shack all night and didn't even dry their clothes.
In the second half of the night, I finally dried my clothes with my body temperature, thinking I could have a good rest, but what happened was another mudslide!
"Zhan Qingyue, Mr. Tongsheng, I don't care about your baseless theories. Do you think a mudslide will happen just because it will happen?"
"Everyone is very tired. We haven't had a good rest all night. Now we have to follow you to the mountains. I don't agree."
Zhang Lizheng shrugged his nose, tightened his half-dry clothes, and huddled up.
"You have to go through all the trouble, but don't get us involved. My people won't go with you!"
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun looked at each other and understood what each other meant.
It's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words, and it's useless to talk more.
After bidding farewell to Zhang Lizheng, Zhan Qingyue took advantage of helping to pack things and exchanged a mountain map in the space.
She learned from the map that there was a cave nearby where people could live.
After everyone packed up their things, they entered the forest one after another.
Zhan Qingyue took a few men who often went hunting with him into the mountains and walked towards the cave. They arrived at the place after a while.
Everyone didn't have time to be happy, so they took out dry firewood, lit it to keep warm and wet their clothes.
"Old doctor, I picked some nepeta and parsnips in the woods a few days ago. Let's keep everyone warm from the cold."
With trembling hands, the old doctor took the half basket of anti-cold medicinal materials handed over by Zhan Qingyue, his cloudy eyes filled with tears of excitement.
My little grandson fled the famine not long after he was born. He didn't have enough food and clothing, and he was very weak. He suffered from the cold last night and is now running a fever.
This medicine came just in time.
"Miss Yue, I'm good at brewing medicine, leave it to me."
Having said that, Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun did not just watch indifferently. They helped add firewood and looked into the pot from time to time.
Not long after, a steaming pot of anti-cold medicine was boiled out and distributed to everyone's hands. Even the infant child was given several mouthfuls by his mother.
"The fever is gone, the fever is gone!" A woman shouted excitedly, and rushed to Zhan Qingyue to say thank you.
"Miss Yue, thanks to your anti-cold medicine, otherwise, my mother would not know when her fever will be reduced."
Someone started this, and others thanked Zhan Qingyue one after another.
Zhan Qingyue was polite while listening to the increasing popularity in the space, feeling very pleased.
But Zhang Lizheng and others who had not left in the valley felt uncomfortable.
Seeing that the water rushing down from the mountain was getting faster and faster, it also caught many broken rocks and trees.
Zhang Dabao was flustered.
"Dad, is it really okay for us to stay in the valley? How about we go up the mountain too! I'm really panicking."
Zhang Lizheng listened carefully to the patter of rain around him, but there was no unusual sound, so he felt lucky.
He waved his hand indifferently: "Don't worry so much. Take a break now. You won't have random thoughts when you fall asleep."
Zhang Dabao let out a panicked oh, and was about to listen to his words, close his eyes and rest, when suddenly an inappropriate "coo" sound came out.
Qian's face didn't look good, and she glanced coldly at the people in the shack.
"What are you looking at? Have you never heard of the hunger drum in your stomach?"
She complained, angrily glaring at Zhang Lizheng.
"Master, you are serious. Just because the shack is spacious enough for people to sleep, you put all your luggage on the cart next to it. Now that it's gone, you can't even eat."
Qian chattered endlessly, picked up a ragged coir raincoat and jumped out of the shack made of a cart.
The Zhang family watched Qian walking into the rain and mist, expecting her to bring back some food.
Before Qian could come back, he heard a huge rumble coming from far and near, and the entire cart shook like an earthquake.
"Run quickly! The stone is flowing."
In an instant, screams echoed throughout the valley.
"No! Run away." Zhang Dabao reacted the fastest. He grabbed his wife first, then dragged his father beside him to jump off the cart and ran to both sides of the hillside.
When the loud noise stopped completely, the entire valley was almost half filled with rocks, debris, and muddy water. The shallowest part flooded by the mudslide was as tall as a young and strong man.
Some of those who reacted slowly could not escape at all, even the grave pits were saved, and even the soil to fill the graves in the next few decades was saved.
In just one cup of tea, the number of people in the entire team was reduced to almost half.
The faces of the survivors were full of panic, which was soon washed away by the rain into endless sadness.
"Damn it! Qian Xiaohua!"
Zhang Lizheng roared and rushed towards the valley and began to move the stones embedded in the muddy water with his bare hands.
"Dad..." Zhang Dabao choked and stepped forward to stop him, "Mother...she is gone."
At the moment of the disaster, Zhang Dabao saw with his own eyes that the trolley where his luggage was stored was submerged, and his mother went to look for food on that trolley.
Zhang Lizheng felt so remorseful that he couldn't bear the blow for a while, so he immediately vomited blood and fell softly into Zhang Dabao's arms.
Zhang Dabao gritted his teeth. He had no time to grieve, so he carried his father on his back and joined other survivors to go up the mountain to find Zhan Qingyue.
Only by finding Zhan Qingyue can the injured be treated and everyone can survive.
