Everyone here has not calmed down yet, and hearing this news again is simply adding fuel to the fire.
Zhan Qingyue's expression became more serious.
Living by the sea, the biggest worry is that there will be a tsunami after an earthquake. Now, the news of rising tides is really bad.
The heavy rain in the sky showed no intention of stopping and kept falling.
"Yueyue, I'm afraid it won't work if this doesn't go on. Everyone has been caught in the rain, and a lot of houses have collapsed. I can't even find a place to take shelter from the rain. There's also a high tide, and I don't know if the tide will flood me." Come to our village?"
Zhan Qingyue's hair swept across the entire village deeply.
"This village is uninhabitable now. I don't know if the tide will reach here. Even if it doesn't reach here, if such heavy rain continues, everyone will get sick."
If it was just a simple cold, it wouldn't be a problem, but I was worried that after such a disaster, the sea creatures and dead animals floating up from the island would cause a plague, which would be troublesome.
Zhan Qingyue covered her lips tightly and looked at Han Yiyun with a pair of deep eyes.
"Sir, since we have become the leaders of this gang, we should be responsible for their safety. We have to take them to a safe place."
Han Yiyun nodded solemnly, and immediately shouted at the top of his voice to everyone who was crying in panic: "Everyone, please calm down and bring dry food, clothes, bedding, and if you can still bring some firewood, bring some. Let’s go higher.”
As if they had found a backbone, everyone packed up their things and followed Han Yiyun and Zhan Qingyue up the mountain.
They successfully found a cave in the mountain that was big enough for everyone.
Along the way, Han Yiyun and Zhan Qingyue tried their best to protect everyone.
As a result, Han Yiyun was hit by the falling beam, and his whole head was dizzy.
Zhan Qingyue didn't take the time to care about Han Yiyun's situation until everyone moved into Shandong.
"Husband, how are you?"
Zhan Qingyue looked at him with a worried face, and calmly took out a gourd from her bag.
She pulled out the stopper on the gourd and said, "Take a few sips and squeeze it down."
Han Yiyun looked at his expectant eyes. Although she didn't know what was in the gourd, it definitely couldn't be wine. It must have something to do with the healing water she used to use.
Without any hesitation, he raised the gourd and took two swigs.
When the Lingquan water hits your stomach, you feel a coolness in your throat, and the coldness reaches your heart.
Han Yiyun shook his head. At this moment, he felt that his head was much clearer. Even the dizzy pain in his head just now was tested and disappeared at this moment.
He swallowed hard and wanted to take another sip, for fear that he would lose one sip of the potion in the gourd.
Seeing him like this, Zhan Qingyue felt even more worried.
"Husband, how are you feeling? Does your head still feel uncomfortable?"
Han Yiyun shook his head, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Yueyue, the rain is too heavy. Be careful of the strong tide. We are hiding in the cave now, but we still can't take it lightly. We must put time first to prevent the tide from overflowing."
Zhan Qingyue nodded solemnly.
"As for the tide and things like that, we can still hide from things we can see and touch. I'm worried that there will be a big epidemic after the big disaster."
"Although we have no casualties in the group so far, the people living on the nearby islands are not sure."
Although Zhan Qingyue didn't speak clearly directly, Han Yiyun already understood what she meant.
Wherever there are people, there will be birth, old age, sickness and death. This is a natural principle. How can it be solved so easily?
Han Yiyun sighed, took out a hand from his slightly wide sleeve, and held Zhan Qingyue's hand tightly.
"Yueyue, if the soldiers come to block it, if the water comes, the soil will cover it. Let's take it one step at a time."
This heavy rain has been falling for several days. Well, the low-lying areas on the entire island have been submerged by sea water.
Even the village where they originally lived was full of potholes and water.
Early that morning, a man woke up and screamed at the top of his lungs: "Dad, dad! What's wrong with you? Just say something, don't scare me."
His cry broke the morning tranquility.
Everyone looked at this man in unison.
Directly next to the man was an old man lying down.
The old man's face was pale, his eyes were closed, and he was dying. He was lying on a simple bed made of wild grass, motionless.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Is this?"
"Brother Mingwu, uncle, wasn't he fine yesterday?"
"Yes, I heard him coughing last night. Why can't he wake up this morning?"
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun, who were both in the corner, listened to everyone's chatter. They looked at each other in a tacit understanding, then stood up together, pulled off a piece of cloth to cover their mouths and noses, and moved towards the The old man walked away.
"Mingwu, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with your father? Tell me about his recent situation?"
This man named Ming Wu is usually considered a very capable young man in the village.
Zhan Qingyue frowned, and her worried look didn't look like she was faking it.
Mingwu wiped away her tears and then said in a tearful voice: "My boss, my father has been suffering from cold since he hurriedly moved in that day. He has no appetite for food or anything, and he can't sleep well at night."
"I had a cough yesterday, and I also looked for some medicine to treat colds."
Mingwu spread his hands helplessly: "But look at him, he's fainted here, it doesn't look like Fenghan."
As soon as the words came out, someone immediately echoed: "I heard that there will be a great epidemic after the great disaster. Could it be that the old man has the plague?"
"Bah, bah, bah, what are you talking about?"
The man next to him pouted several times, asking him to swallow his words.
Zhan Qingyue looked stern, and after checking the old man's condition, he found that something was indeed wrong.
"Who else has such symptoms? Fever, cough, general weakness, and loss of appetite."
As soon as these words were spoken, most people in the cave raised their hands.
A deathly silence immediately greeted the cave.
"It's over, it's over, this is the plague."
"This is because the Poseidon Queen is angry that we have to sacrifice humans and animals."
"We used to do this when someone got the plague."
"Shut up!" Zhan Qingyue's smart eyes glanced at the person who had just spoken.
The man quickly shrank his neck and moved back.
"He's stupid, he's simply stupid. If you're sick, you should treat him. The most important thing now is to save people. As for sacrificing to the gods, we'll wait."
