Xianghe

"Have you done so much already?"

The rainy day and night also fell very quickly, Xianghe just wanted to go out, but it happened that the pointer demon and the others came back together.During his drowsy time, the pointer demon and the others had already dealt with most of the hills in this country, and the hills, large and small, had been reinforced.

Xiang He was amazed by their speed, and the pointer demon did not hesitate to accept Xiang He's compliment: "That's~ I don't even look at who the young master is~"

Little Jinwa poked her head out from behind the pointer demon: "Brother He, when you were sick a few days ago, Brother Qinghui helped you deal with it. He worked alone for three days without sleep, so the progress was very fast."

After hearing Xiao Jinwa's words, Xianghe turned around and looked at Yuan Qinghui who was tidying up the dishes behind him, with amazement and admiration in his eyes, and smiled at Yuan Qinghui: "Thank you, Yuan Qinghui, you are such a good person!"

Yuan Qinghui pulled out a smiling face and smiled briefly, responded to Xianghe's praise, and then immediately resumed his expression of neither sadness nor joy and said: "For a god, it should be."

Xianghe stared at Yuan Qinghui's face, tilted his head and saw that Yuan Qinghui had turned around to clean up the dishes again, so he turned around again, looked at the pointer demon and the little golden baby in front of him, and the little golden baby who was following behind Hengyu finally came back.

The pointer demon and others are in charge of Gushan, and Heng Yu leads a group of people to clear the road. They are not on the same road as the pointer demon, and they come back later.

It just so happened that they finished work earlier today, because the room was too small, and they were blocked at the door together.

"Hengyu! How is your recent progress?"

Xiang He, who just got off the hospital bed and regained a little physical strength, will be very energetic now, jumping around very hard, and speaking with a lot of energy.

Hengyu is not an unreasonable and stubborn child. Xianghe has helped them a lot these days. Follow Xiaojinwa and call Xianghe "He Ge".

Seeing Xianghe's condition improved, Hengyu hung up the bamboo hat in his hand, wiped the rainwater off his face, and said, "Well, it's going well, and it won't be long before it can be resolved."

Xianghe walked up to Hengyu, imitating Yuan Qinghui's way of treating him everywhere, and handed him a clean towel: "Wipe."

Hengyu took the towel from Xianghe's hand, wiped the rain off his face, walked to the table in the main room, and sat down: "Why don't we have a meeting to summarize the recent progress."

Xianghe soon sat across from Hengyu, the pointer demon and Xiaojinwa sat on both sides of Hengyu in turn, Yuan Qinghui was still busy in the back kitchen, so he didn't come over.

"This--our recent disaster relief situation--" Hengyu spoke in a very official tone, shaking his head and thinking that it looked like that, but it was a pity that he was interrupted by Xiang He's raised hand before he got to the point.

"I want to know why your country's flood drainage system is so good?"

This is the question that all outsiders want to ask from the beginning of the heavy rain.

It stands to reason that for other countries, let alone such heavy rains for several consecutive days, this kind of rainfall will cause waterlogging for several days in a row, let alone in this kind of country established on the sea, if it falls like this Some time ago, I was afraid that it was really going to be submerged by the sea, but not here. The rivers and lakes in this country have been filled since the heavy rain started, and all the space that can be used to store water has been filled. Well, it is reasonable to say that the water will form floods if there is nothing to hold it, but there is no such accident here. When the rain starts, it will all be discharged into the sea by the overly solid flood drainage system of the whole country. The entire land and the plain are used as the flood discharge area for the flood discharge, and the people who are used as the flood discharge area have also been transferred early.

With such a perfect flood drainage system, it is unheard of that this country can achieve such a level without the intervention of gods when it encounters natural disasters.

An angry blue vein was visible to the naked eye on Hengyu's forehead, and after he pressed it down again, he raised his head and said, "Because such a severe flood once happened here, this is an ancestor named Ji who controlled the flood. Treasure left behind."

"Wow——" Xiaojin and Xianghe put their heads together, and said to Hengyu in unison: "Your ancestors are so powerful."

Xianghe said again: "In the past, when such floods occurred in other countries, they all asked the gods to help them. If the gods didn't go, they might all be extinct in the end. You can do this by yourself. Really. Amazing."

However, Heng Yu spoke with some disdain, and said: "Our ancestors were almost extinct due to natural disasters, and the method of self-rescue was born in a desperate situation. If we just wait for others to save us, we will always wait for others to give us alms. It's different from hanging your life on someone else's belt."

Xianghe sat upright and looked at Hengyu, her words were filled with admiration and respect: "You are really powerful, more powerful than any god I have ever seen."

Xianghe said this from the bottom of his heart. When he said this, his eyes shone with crystal light, as if he wanted to use that light to tell others that what I said is truer than pearls, and you are more important than pearls in my heart. Even more dazzling.

Anyone would feel a little embarrassed to be stared at with such adoring eyes, especially someone as good-looking as Xianghe.

After being "confessed" suddenly, Hengyu turned his face away a little shyly: "It's...it's okay..."

Hengyu's skin is very dark, and the blush on the young man's face is very interesting, black and red, black and red, the shy appearance of a young man who has always been a tough little sun in the past is actually very interesting and intriguing pondering.

At this time, Xiaojinwa asked another question: "Then before, who will help you consolidate the mountain?"

Yes, the anti-flood equipment can be a natural barrier left by the ancestors, but what about the "Gushan" method?It can't be done without a certain amount of divine power, and if it doesn't "fix the mountains", what will the country look like? The disasters caused by floods will be more unprepared than those hit by droughts.

Hengyu lowered his head and touched his chin, and said, "Because there used to be people like me."

This sentence is really loud when it is said!Like thunder!

That's right, there were people as awesome as him in the past. People like them, why can't they do things, what can't they do?It's just a solid mountain. Is there anything they can't do?

There was applause at the table.

Hengyu raised his head and saw Xianghe as the leader, the pointer demon and the little golden baby all applauded him, the sincere admiration shining in the eyes of the three of them was really embarrassing.

She just blushed just now, but now even her ears turned red, Xiao Heiwa was so shy that she almost lowered her head to the bottom of the table, because of other people's compliments, but also because of her arrogant words just now.

Then, as if the three of them had never seen the world before, they pulled Hengyu and started a series of compliments and unnecessary questions.

Yuan Qinghui set up dinner for them in the back kitchen, calculated carefully, and when he came, he became more and more like those three people, no, I am afraid that he is the nanny of four people now, the pointer demon likes to eat, But the taste of the food is hard to describe, at least Yuan Qinghui tasted it too bad, Xiang He would definitely not like it, but now, he is a little sleepy.

"Dinner is on the stove. If you are hungry, heat it yourself. I will go out first."

Yuan Qinghui washed his hands, and rushed into the heavy rain without even wearing a bamboo hat.

No, if he is so close to that person, he can't think at all. After seeing that person, all the plans he made were all wrong. After this trip, no matter how much he did, he didn't look like him at all. thing?

The rain at this meeting is much heavier than the rain last night. If I guessed correctly, this rain will not stop until it rains down the country that has accumulated for ten years.

I don't know how long I will be here, I don't know how long I will stay here, Yuan Qinghui is a little tired and wants to leave here.

He is always a little scared, afraid that if he stays here, more and more things will happen out of his control. In this world where no one believes in gods, he can't do anything with energy, as if he has returned to the past. When you go back to practice, you can’t do anything you want, and you can’t get what you want.

At that time, the desire not to be obtained was stronger than it is now. At least there is some strength here. With that person by my side, there is still room for change.

Is there really room for that?

My heart started to hurt again, how long has it been since I returned to this person, how long has it been since I haven't felt this pain?

There are some problems, it’s not that he doesn’t exist if he doesn’t think about it, the problem has always existed, but sometimes he is attracted by other things to pay attention to his energy, just like the cloud of wind that he stirred up when he was in Tiangong, everything is just for Just to get your attention.

This is the place with the most pedestrians. Yuan Qinghui sat under a tree, watching the pedestrians coming and going. The Gushan here has ended, and the heavy rain has not stopped. It is impossible for people to wait here for the rain to stop, no matter how difficult it is. In the face of adversity, they have to struggle, they also have to live, and when the road is repaired, they all come out for activities, pedestrians wearing bamboo hats are in a hurry, as if this heavy rain does not exist here, as if this disaster has not yet occurred, They are still running for their livelihood.

He suddenly envied these humans.

No matter what happens, they will always move forward fearlessly, as if after sleeping, everything will be better the next day, and any pain yesterday can be regarded as non-existent.

"Oh, isn't this the god? Why don't you hold an umbrella?" A passerby recognized Yuan Qinghui, stopped transporting goods, and walked up to Yuan Qinghui.

Yuan Qinghui smiled at him slightly, the smile was full of bitterness, and he didn't speak.

The pedestrian said again: "Great Immortal, don't sit under the tree soon, if there is a thunderstorm later, it may strike here."

Yuan Qinghui didn't speak to him, nor did he want to move.

The passer-by saw the bitterness on Yuan Qinghui's face, and said: "That's right, you great gods are definitely not afraid of thunder and lightning, we mortals are scared."

Afraid?Was he just saying he was afraid?This was somewhat beyond Yuan Qinghui's imagination. He felt that the people here were truly fearless.

Yuan Qinghui raised his face and looked at him curiously.

The passer-by laughed and said, "Do you also think that we are not afraid of anything? That monster asked us the same thing yesterday. In fact, no one is really afraid of anything, but will there be a way out if we are afraid? No, We can only keep fighting, and the only thing we can trust is our own hands. If we don’t keep standing up, we may be left behind by others, and we won’t even be able to see the sun tomorrow.”

The passer-by pointed behind Yuan Qinghui and said, "Look, there is a house over there that was struck by lightning yesterday, and all four people in the house, old and young, were gone. Only a ten-year-old child was picking sticks outside. He is still alive, but he has no time to grieve. He has become an adult today, and he has to transport goods with us, and we are constantly moving around to make a living. It is not that we are not afraid, but we are more afraid of not doing anything, just obediently waiting to die. "

Yuan Qinghui raised his head and looked at this man who looked like he hadn't studied for a day, no, no, no, in fact, few people here can even read, and the characters are completely different from the outside world, very old, but, just Such a person, an ordinary and ordinary person, who Yuan Qinghui might forget his appearance in a second after seeing him now, gave him an unexpected reminder in an instant.

There was a blast of thunder in the sky, and the lightning struck very close to them. Yuan Qinghui's face was illuminated by the white light of the lightning when the night was about to fall. But at this moment, the eyes were lit up again by the lightning.

He is going back to find Xianghe.