Long Bao knelt on Yumei with his knees, straightened his waist, and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he saw a stream of water flowing into the house at the window, flowing along the inside of the earthen kang to the outside of the earthen kang. On the inside of the earthen kang, it had turned into a stream of water.

He had been thinking about how to subdue Yumei to get what he wanted. He didn't notice this, but now he found that he felt a little incredible, because since it snowed, the wells of the rivers had frozen. If he wanted to drink water, he had to melt it with snow. He had never seen the naturally formed liquid water. Now, water flows in from outside the window. This is really amazing. Could it be that someone outside boils snow and turns into the water?

He let go of Yumei curiously and stood up and looked out. He was even more surprised when he saw countless trickles of water flowing down the snow-white ice from the high place, forming a series of water flows, clattering.

Looking at the roof opposite, the water flowed downward, forming a series of water curtains, as if it was pouring rain. But the sun was shining brightly.

What's going on?

He felt something was wrong. At this moment, he heard the sound of his father, Old Master Long, calling his name from a distance, and his voice was very anxious.

He panicked, his desire was like a torch falling into the water, and all his food was extinguished. He quickly grabbed his robe and put it on, and said gently to Yumei: "Auntie, please, don't tell the master about our affairs just now, otherwise the master will be angry, and I will be miserable."

Yumei just lay on the earthen kang and cried, ignoring him.

Long Bao heard his father's voice getting closer and closer. As long as he found this place, he would soon find the broken windows. Then he would find them. He would never dare to delay. He got out of the window and ran to the back of another room with streams. Then he agreed loudly and walked out: "Dad. What's the matter?"

"Where is your aunt? Have you seen it?" Old Master Long stared at him suspiciously. Long Bao said seriously: "No, I have a stomachache, so it's convenient to run out. Just as it's convenient to hear you scream, why? I'm missing?"

"Yes, I searched everything in front of the house and behind the house. I didn't see it."

"Then I don't know, - why is there so much water?" Long Bao found that the water flowing through his feet had already flowed over his ankles, and it was very cold and harsh, so he said.

Old Master Long said, "That's right, we discovered it just now, and the sky suddenly became hot. We couldn't even wear clothes, and the snow on the ground and the snow on the roof began to melt. We felt something was wrong, so I just looked for you, but I couldn't find it..."

As soon as he said this, a faint rumbling sound came from his ears. Both of them were a little strange and looked at each other. They turned around and looked at each other, and their eyes fell on the mountains beside the mountain village. The two were stunned. They saw a stream of floods like wild horses running away from the top of the mountain!

The two of them screamed in shock and turned around and ran away.

When they rushed to the door of the yard, they were knocked over by the people rushing inside and out. It turned out that the people in the yard also discovered countless roaring ice waters and mountain torrents rushing down the mountain. They rushed out in a panic and just happened to run into the old lady Long and his son who rushed in.

Who can care about whom at this time? After knocking over the two of them, no one even took a look at them, and rushed towards the place where they thought they could save their lives.

Old Master Long was so angry that he was so angry that he sat on the ground that he couldn't get up. Long Bao was young and had eaten human flesh these days to ensure his physical strength, so he quickly got up and wanted to pull his father.

At this moment, he heard a loud bang, looked up and saw a mountain torrent of ice water rushing in front. A wooden house on the edge of the village had been smashed and broken, and paper flew around like pieces.

He screamed, no longer caring about his father, turned around and walked around the house and ran forward.

In a panic, he could not figure out which direction he should run in. He only knew that it was best to leave the flood, so he ran towards the low point as if he had become a race against the flood.

But he could not escape the flood. In a moment, the violent Hongshan hit his back like a heavy punch, hitting him hard and flew into the air.

Before he could land, the subsequent craze that was taller than the house swept him into the bottom of the water.

Old Master Long couldn't even get up, but just sat there, tremblingly watching the mountain torrent rushing down, trembling, and closed his eyes. In an instant, he was swallowed up by the violent mountain torrent.

Morrie and his family were following him. Morrie had no idea where to run. At this moment, a thin black shadow rushed over from him, running towards the house where Yumei was like a rabbit, which was the burnt Shuize on his face.

This reminded Morrison that by the way, when encountering floods, wouldn’t he have to run to the high ground? He quickly called the family and followed Shuize to the high ground.

The son Mo Mingzhi quickly surpassed his father and ran in front with empty hands. Mo Laoer pulled his wife and children and fell behind.

Mo Laoer, who rushed to the front, couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the house on the high ground.

Suddenly, his body soared into the air and flew below. It turned out that he had been swept away by a torrent!

Seeing his son disappearing into the torrent in an instant, Morrie and others were so scared that they stopped. Several of his daughters-in-law said in a trembling voice: "What should I do..." "We are going to die..."

Mo Mingzhi looked around and saw that most of them had been swallowed by the torrent of ice. The place where they stood was afraid that they would soon become a vast ocean in the same instant!

He gritted his teeth and looked at the torrent of water that was carrying away his younger brother. The water flow quickly became smaller, probably only reached his thighs. He hugged the youngest son and rushed into the water with a wild roar.

He was so swept away by the rapids that he was unsteady that he stood steadily, but he still climbed to the other side with difficulty and climbed up the high slope!

Morrie was overjoyed and said, "Hurry up! Go over!" After that, he grabbed a little grandson with one hand, put it under his armpit, and went down the river to flow forward.

There are only three daughters-in-law left here, but they dare not go into the water. They are so scared that they cry non-stop.

The eldest daughter-in-law was a little more courageous. She gritted her teeth, lifted her skirt and wadeed into the water.

When she was flowing into the middle of the flood, the flood quickly grew. She screamed in shock, slipped into the water, was immediately swept away by the flood, and disappeared into the torrent.

Morrie was already on the edge of the high place, but the flood was rising too fast and reached his buttocks. He couldn't stand firm and screamed in horror, but his eldest son Mo Mingzhi, who had stepped forward, sat on the ground and hugged his son, looking at him in shock, but couldn't come down to help.

He saw a flood peak rushing down from the top of the mountain, as high as a wall, pounced down fiercely at him.

He used all his last strength to grab the backs of his two grandsons and threw them towards the high ground. Then, he was swallowed by the whistling peak and never saw a shadow again.

The two children who were thrown to the high ground found that the flood was almost around them. They cried and shouted, and struggled to get up to the high ground. Finally, they climbed to a high ground that the water could not be flooded for the time being.

Mo Mingzhi's wife shouted heart-wrenchingly: "Husband, save me..."

Mo Mingzhi just held his son and didn't even look at him.

He heard a few more screams, and then there was no more sound. He slowly raised his head, and the ocean had turned into a vast ocean in front of him.

When Youcai discovered that the flood was rushing down the mountain, everyone ran out, but she pulled her son Gou Sheng and nephew Cow and did not run away. She quickly tore off the curtains of the family and tore them into several lines, using them as ropes. She first tied the two children to the largest pillar in the house, and then tied herself to it, and said anxiously: "Remember! When the flood washed us away later, don't be afraid, just hold the wood tightly. Did you hear it?"

The two children nodded with no face.

Youcai listened to the deafening sound of the mountain torrent rushing down, and closed his eyes tightly, and now he could only leave it to fate.

Several floods destroyed the wooden house at the same time, but the house seemed very strong. After withstanding the first shock, it did not break, but it was almost broken.

The flood flooded into the house, and the two children had already submerged, and they reached Youcai's waist.

Youcai was anxious and grabbed the two children and wanted to lift them up, but they were tied too tightly. At this moment, the flood behind them rushed over and finally washed down the house and broke them. The three of them poured the pillar into the water. Youcai quickly pulled the two children out of the water with the wood, and drifted away along the water.

At this time, she saw a roof on a high place in the village, with several people standing. When she looked closely, it was Mo Mingzhi, Mo who was surrounded by three children. There were two women, one was Yumei, the newly-acquisted concubine of Old Master Long, and the other, the Shui Ze, who was indeed scalded on his face!

They sat on the roof and called for help in despair. The flood had already spread to the eaves of the house, and on the hillside, a flood of several feet high was rushing towards them!

You Cai lamented in her heart, and watched the flood destroy the already precarious house, and involved Mo Mingzhi and others on the roof in the flood.

Alas..., let everyone have their destiny!

Youcai was sad and desperate, holding the wood tightly and drifting towards the distance.

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The heat continued until the sun set, and then slowly weakened. The heat that lasted for half a day melted most of the ice and snow, turning them into torrents and oceans. Many peaks that were originally covered with snow had revealed their true faces below.

After several months of ice and snow covered, the shrubs and short trees below have long lost their vitality and turned into dry branches. There is no green at all in the mountains.

And now, it was already the early summer that should have been lush.
Chapter completed!