Chapter 9 first quarter

Yan Guxing took Lan Yue'er and Yang to escape from the demonic village.They were happy to be free, and they learned two things, that is, some living people are more terrible than dead people, and those who lose their faces are angels. One day, they came to a simple small village.In this seemingly forgotten village, the air is filled with the smell of fields and rape blossoms, and the smell of happy rice is wafting from the chimneys. "If they really throw you into the quicksand to drown, what should I do?" Lan Yue'er said to Yan Guxing. "I'm not going to die," he told her, his face full of innocence.

"Really?" she asked him. "If I die, who will take you to Huakai Magic Land." He said seriously. "I wouldn't go without you." She said happily, throwing the branches in her hand into the air. When she stretched out her arms to catch the fallen branches, she saw a red cloud, not a cloud, but red flying ants flying over their heads. "A storm is coming," she said. As soon as the voice fell, it sounded like a thunderclap, the sky was pitch black, and the storm hit like huge waves.Yan Guxing grabbed Lan Yue'er's hand and held the sheep so that they would not be washed away by the rain.

They took the sheep and ran under the eaves of other people's houses to hide from the rain. At first they thought it was fun, but it rained for seven days in a row. "It can't rain forever." Yan Guxing said looking at the sky. On the eighth day, the heavy rain did not stop. The flood mixed with sand and mud from the mountains rushed into the river. The raging water broke through the embankment and rushed to the village, the street, and the steps of the houses.Crabs were seen sticking to door panels, fish swimming out of windows, and cattle in the fields outrunning horses in order to escape.People in the village ran to the high ground with their families and livestock. Yan Guxing and Lan Yue'er climbed to the red-tiled roof in time and pulled the sheep up.

The heavy rain will not only last for a lifetime, it seems that it will last forever.The clothes on their bodies were already soaked, and they held each other's hands firmly. On the roof, they could smell the fishy smell of shellfish in the river. "When the river recedes, we can go." Yan Guxing said loudly in the rain. Lan Yue'er couldn't imagine a more violent rain than that. The water jets hit them one after another, the water depth almost reached the roof, and the small village became a swamp. She saw the stump of an old tree weakly resisting the torrential water flow, Drowned animals bobbed under her feet, a barn dragged behind a bullock cart.

"The river washes everything away," she cried in panic. The sheep with eight hooves showed a gloomy expression at this time, and slowly fell down in the heavy rain. Yan Guxing grabbed one of the sheep's hind legs with one hand and pulled it back hard. The sheep's head and two front hooves were soaked in the water, and its belly was tied to the roof and dangled.A jet of water rushed down, almost washing him and the sheep away. He let go of the hand holding Lan Yue'er and caught the sheep's tail in time. She tried to grab him, but the hand was in vain. "Wait here for me and don't go away, I'll be back soon." He said loudly to her in the mud rain.

"I'll wait for you here!" she called out to him. The sheep dragged Yan Guxing into the water, and he desperately grabbed its tail, and its eight hooves struggled forward, getting farther and farther away from the red tile roof.