Fleeing from famine! A rough hunter has a fox husband

That is, more than a dozen people in the village were blown away by the wind and have not been found yet, including his third cousin Qin Zuo.

Qin Liang and his friends searched everywhere, but couldn't find it at all.

The reason why he couldn't find it was simply that it was buried in the mud, but he didn't want to tell Shen Nuo, and didn't want to see Shen Nuo sad.

His Nono is not a heartless person and can easily feel sad for the suffering of others.

Shen Nuo was indeed relieved:

"It's okay."

After all, they are his own people, and he doesn't want anything to happen to the people he knows.

What he didn't know was that outside the barrier that blocked the sound, the villagers were crying bitterly.

The dozen or so people who had just been found had all stopped breathing, most of them were boys, women and children.

They are a vulnerable group, and if the wind and rain are too strong, they will be blown away if they are not careful.

They will tumble a few times and then fall down the mountain along with the mud.

Anyone who is sucked into the mud has almost no chance of survival.

He Fang looked at the dozen or so bodies on the ground, tears falling uncontrollably.

She remembered that when Qin Zuo pushed her in, he was hit by a rock rolling down the mountain, and then he was blown by the strong wind and rolled down the mountain.

“Qin Zuo….”

She kept saying Qin Zuo's name and stared at the corpse on the ground.

There is no Qin Zuo’s body inside, but there are so many people buried at the foot of the mountain...

Her tears fell even harder.

When Uncle Qin Er heard her say Qin Zuo's name, he was also deeply saddened. He was still holding Xiaobao in his arms and could only speak to comfort her.

"Fang Niang, it's okay, your brother Zuo will be fine, just be good."

He Fang shook her head, tears dripping as she moved.

"Well, I'll go find him. He must be waiting for me downstairs."

As she said this, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears and went to find a torch.

Seeing her eyes now clear, Uncle Qin was stunned.

"Fang Niang, do you remember who I am?"

He Fang nodded, and her originally confused mind suddenly remembered things. She also knew what had happened in the past few days.

But there was no time to say anything else. She just glanced at Xiaobao, took the torch and followed the men down the mountain to look for someone.

"Fang Niang, you can't go. It's too dangerous. Zuo'er is already...if something happens to you, what about Xiaobao?"

Uncle Qin Er was choking with sobs when he spoke.

What sin had his Zuo'er committed to deserve so much suffering?

He fell on his head when he was a child and became a little stupid. After he finally got married and had a child, his wife fell and became stupid again.

Now that his wife is better, he himself...

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became. Qin Erbomo cried until he was out of breath. Xiaobao watched Momo crying and started crying too.

He Fang looked at Qin Yu who was also crying, and told him to look after Qin Erbo and Xiaobao, then she followed him down the mountain with a shovel and a torch.

The place was already very chaotic, and it was night time, so no one noticed He Fang following behind them.

He Fang recalled the direction in which Qin Zuo was blown away and walked down, and gradually got separated from the villagers.

But she didn't care and continued looking around.

There was a lot of mud and thorns here, and He Fang did not miss any place, especially those small caves that looked concave.

Suddenly, she saw a hand on the ground, and the hand moved.

He Fang's mind went blank. She stuck the torch into the ground and started digging.

Her movements were not slow, but she was always very gentle for fear of accidentally hurting the people below.

Fortunately, the man was not buried very deep. After she saw his clothes, she began to dig the dirt off his body with her hands.

The man's face was blocked by a patch of thorns, so the mud did not completely cover his face.

But at this time, his face was blue and purple from holding it in. He Fang dragged him out and pressed his philtrum, then pressed on his chest a few times.

Only after seeing him cough a few times due to choking did He Fang recognize the man.

This person is from Zengjia Village, his name is Zeng Zishun, and he is also one of those scholars.

"You rest here for a while. I'm going to continue looking for someone down there."

He Fang didn't say much to him before her skirt was grabbed by someone on the ground.

He Fang looked at him in confusion.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zeng Zishun was speechless and kept coughing, but his finger was pointing at the grass on the side.

"Is there anyone over there?"

Zeng Zishun nodded.

He Fang immediately walked towards the bushes next to her. There were thorns everywhere, most of which were covered with soil.

She didn't care about the pain of the thorns on her body and used a shovel to push away the bushes.

A familiar person appeared in front of her, it was Qin Zuo.

But at this time, Qin Zuo was almost completely buried in the mud, with only his left hand and head remaining outside the mud.

He Fang's tears fell instantly, and she immediately used her hands to clear away all the thorns around him.

Seeing his face full of scratches, He Fang felt so distressed that the blood in her body almost stopped flowing.

He Fang didn't dare to check his breathing. She just gritted her teeth and started digging the dirt off Qin Zuo's body.

There was not only soil, but also a lot of stones. She dug with her hands what she couldn't dig with a shovel.

As if he didn't feel the pain in his hands, he just lowered his head and kept digging.

"cough……."

Suddenly, Qin Zuo coughed, and He Fang cried out:

"Qin Zuo, Qin Zuo, I will be able to rescue you soon... Don't sleep."

As she spoke, she didn't even have time to raise her hand to wipe her tears, her hands moved faster.

Finally, she dug a lot of mud off Qin Zuo's body and dragged him out.

Qin Zuo's clothes were all wet and he was extremely cold.

He Fang held him in her arms, her own strength had long been exhausted.

"Someone, there is someone here, help me."

She could only shout loudly to others, as she couldn't carry both people back by herself.

As she spoke, she continued to slap Qin Zuo’s face:

"Qin Zuo, don't sleep, open your eyes and look at me."

"Someone come, there is someone here..."

Finally, someone heard the noise and quickly came over with other men.

Many of those who came down the mountain to look for someone at this time were from Yunzhu Village, and they quickly recognized He Fang.

"Here, there are a few people here, come over here and rescue them."

He Fang watched Qin Zuo and Zeng Zishun being carried up by several men, and he followed closely.

When they reached the mountain, the villagers gathered around and started rescuing people.

There wasn't much dirt on Zeng Zishun's body, he was just suffocated at the time. Now he will basically be completely recovered after a few days of rest.

But Qin Zuo's situation was different. His right leg was broken and he had been suffering from hypothermia for too long. If He Fang had not dug it out quickly, he might have died.

But the situation was not optimistic. Qin Ji had a worried look on his face and immediately gave him acupuncture.