After nearly a month of droughts, an official came out, saying that it was a natural disaster caused by the mistake of the country's lord.
The Lord of the Great Jade Kingdom is a person who believes in'destiny' very much. He feels that even if it is not his own mistake, he still needs to pray to heaven by himself to save Wu hundreds.
So he went to sacrifice to the sky, and it made a huge and grand and unusual, and then... The sky really felt his sincerity, and it started to rain!
For a time, a hundred officials praised the people's love, but it made the glory of the country lord the same.
Unfortunately, it rained day after day, but never stopped.
The heavy rain for ten consecutive days has plunged the entire Great Jade Country into a haze.
Then it was not haze, but terror.
The river rose, and the dams that were added year after year were finally overwhelmed. They simply stopped and collapsed. The river water rushed out like a hungry beast that had been imprisoned for decades, trying to swallow everything it saw.
The mountains were washed away by the rain and did not become cleaner, but instead made the soil soft and fragile. Even though the thousand-year-old trees desperately tried to keep them with their vast root systems, they still yearned for freedom and changed all kinds of things. The form flows down, and when they encounter resistance that is too stubborn, they don't care about'a little' their kick, and rush towards destruction with everything that has passed.
Human beings, in this Haotian feast, found that they couldn't find their place at all. The only thing they could do was to run, but where did they go? But it is a problem that plagues everyone.
The food is behind him, with all his strength, but he can only choose to give up, because he must hold his relatives tightly in his hands, otherwise they will have been washed away by the turbulent crowd before they are washed away by the torrent. A family, a tribe, looked so pale and powerless in front of the mighty power of the world, and was so dilapidated and divorced.
There is water on the ground, flooding the bed, flooding the roof, leaving no place for human beings. The sky is water. No matter how big an umbrella or roof is, it seems that you can't resist the water. Rain, unlike hail, does not seem so powerful, but it perseveres, making people happy when they first see it, and distressed when they see each other, until now... it is sad and hopeless.
Even people have lost some of their strength to scold the sky. Those guys who were still blaming your majesty today have also been washed away by the rain and closed their mouths, because their last bit of strength has also been washed away by the cold rain.
Icy.
It's really cold. The rain at the end of autumn is more'passing through' than the snow in winter.
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Their homes were destroyed, and they had no food and clothing. There is a unified name for this kind of people, which is called the migrants. Because they can really flow, mighty, and like a river, flowing in one direction or several directions. But perhaps due to innate intuition or herd mentality, or fear of the heavens, people tend to avoid everything they once relied on for survival, such as... water.
The water goes to a low place, but the refugees go the other way, and move on to a high place, because they know the simple truth of'there is no water in the high place, there may be food'. As for how to reach that place, how can How can we continue to survive if we get food... Just like every ordinary citizen in this torrent of humans, exhausting the last little bit of strength and heat, and walking listlessly in the direction of the surging crowd... Keep walking. .
I don't know whether it is toward a hope or death.
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"Human beings are like this. They rarely give up at will. Even if they die, they must die on the road to hope. It's really stupid, but it's also great, isn't it?"
Lu Yu stood by the window, watching the continuous rain outside, and said calmly to Lu Qian without looking back.
Xiao Ruan was making a carbon fire on the side. She carefully placed the black charcoal in the brazier. First, he ignited a part of it with a fire, and then laid a layer on the fire. This way, the brazier has temperature and can save it. Charcoal is even more precious in this season.
Lu Qian turned her head and looked at Xiao Ruan, a little contemptuous, then turned her head and said to Lu Yu: "I don't know if they are great or not. I only know that I have been troubled by my head in the last few days! My father has come to ask a lot. I asked who I learned kungfu from and where did it come from? The previous few times I could use that sword to deal with it, but it really doesn’t work these days. My father wanted to understand and thought I was lying to him. … And I’m really lying to him! You talk, give me an idea, or else… Otherwise, I’ll tell you all about the exercises you taught me and provide me with poems and copybooks!"
When Lu Yu heard this, he smiled directly.
Lu Qian couldn't help but smile. Of course she couldn't tell these things out. First of all, she said that others might not believe it, even if she believed it... To be honest, she really likes the way she is now, the name of a talented woman, and freedom. The body is admired and envied by others.
"Okay, okay, I'm gumbled, then... what the hell do I do? What do I have to do? You teach me so much, it must have a place to come, or else... I just say yes Meet an old grandfather, and be raised by him?"
Lu Yu finally turned his head to look at her at this time, and laughed softly: "This matter is the same as the ten-day period. Ten days have passed. Has anyone urged you?"
"Uh... not really."
Lu Qian frowned and thought for a while, and then immediately asked in surprise: "You mean that when the flood came, my father didn't have the time to care about where my cultivation base came from?"
Lu Yu smiled and said, "It's not that he doesn't ask any more questions, but... Adaptation and habit are originally synonymous with'forgetting'."
"Oh..." The huge boulder in Lu Qian's heart fell, and she looked out the window like Lu Yu, and said quietly: "How homeless is this flood? I am afraid that many people will die..."
Lu Yu sighed and said, "It is about dying a lot of people. Some words may be ugly, but this is the truth. It is better for other people to die than to die by ourselves. But if the Lu family doesn’t have any preparations, I’m afraid it’s us. It's really possible to die."
Lu Qian was so startled by Lu Yu's simple words that her hairs stood up, and hurriedly asked, "What do you want me to do?"
Lu Yu was stunned by this answer. He smiled and said, "Why? Don't you ask me why I said that?"
Lu Qian shook her head vigorously and said, "I have never missed everything you said. What should I ask? Just tell me what I need to do."
Lu Yu nodded and said: "Although it is the truth, I still want you to understand a truth, and for you to do better... Don't look at those ordinary people, the rain can form a torrent, and people... can also form a torrent. , Both have the same destructiveness and the same ruthlessness. In the face of a catastrophe, talents are the most terrible. You must cherish them because they survived, and guard against them. After all... They can do anything despicable to themselves Find a perfect excuse."
"What excuse?"
"Hehe, I'm going to starve to death, what else would I be afraid of?!"