Chapter 38 Flood Lonely Lantern

Author: The endless journey of cultivating immortality

Chapter 38 Flood Lonely Lantern

"The terrain of Suzhou city is high, so it cannot be flooded, but we can't do it in the countryside! The rice there is all soaked in water! This year's harvest will definitely be ruined! I just hope that the houses in the village will not be damaged by water..."

The speaker was an old man in his fifties, with a dark face covered with wrinkles. He wiped his face as he spoke, as if he was crying.

Qingshan was originally a poor boy. His hometown was hit by a flood, and his parents and brothers were all gone. He was all alone. Later, he was bought by the Fang family and worked as a boy until now.

Qingshan felt a little depressed when he heard the passers-by's cries, so he led his horse out and planned to go to the river to find Fang Yuanzhi.

A carriage passed by, and the boy standing on the other side let out a cry.

The young man in the car asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

The boy whispered: "I saw Master Fang's boy. He was leading two horses and walking outside the city. The city gate is almost closed now. What is he doing outside the city?"

The boy was Huai'an, and the young man in the car was Xu Chun, who had just returned to Suzhou from work.

Xu Chun said nothing.

Since the Sharks Gang appeared in Suzhou, he took carriages as much as possible to reduce the chance of being exposed.

After a while, he still ordered: "Turn around and follow us."

The coachman was a veteran who had followed Xu Chun for many years, so he naturally understood what he meant quickly.

The carriage went forward a short distance and turned onto a small road. There were slightly fewer people on the road, and at the end was a river. From a distance, people could be seen playing by the river.

Suddenly, someone shouted from the river: "Run, the flood is coming!"

Xu Chun opened the carriage curtain and looked out. Someone was running towards him in the distance.

But he saw Qingshan from a distance, throwing away the reins and running towards the river.

Xu Chun was surprised, so he simply got off the carriage and strode towards the river.

There was a woman crying by the river: "Help, help! Save my child!"

Xu Chun's eyesight was very good. Even though he was far away, he saw a place in the river that protruded from the water, and there were several eight or nine-year-old children standing on it.

The water in the river rose too fast. The child wanted to run back to the shore, but was frightened by the rapid water.

Seeing that the river was rising higher and higher, it flooded many places on the shore. The children who were not far from the shore were getting further and further away from the shore.

At this moment, Qingshan and another thin figure got into the water, jumped a few times, and headed towards the bulge where the children were standing.

After a while, the two men each picked up a child, jumped into the water, struggled in the fast river water, and jumped to the shore. After handing the child to the people on the shore, the two men followed the same pattern and rescued two more children.

There was only one child left in the middle of the river. The water was coming in so fast that the water was already up to the child's thighs.

It is already very dangerous to go to the middle of the river to rescue the child at this time.

The thin figure still struggled to walk towards the middle of the river!

Xu Chun watched from a distance, his hands clenched into fists!

When the emaciated figure finally met the child in the middle of the river, the water had already covered the child's chest.

The two of them walked hard to the shore together, when a wave came and they stumbled, fell into the water, and rushed forward with the river!

Qingshan became anxious and ran along the shore, shouting anxiously as he ran: "Master! Master!"

It seems that the thin figure is Fang Yuanzhi.

Without saying a word, Xu Chun stepped forward and led the horse that Qingshan had thrown on the bank. He got on his horse and also led another horse. He caught up with Qingshan first and threw the reins to him: "Hurry up on horseback!"

The river flows so fast that no one can catch up if he runs!

Xu Chun knew that it was extremely dangerous to flow along the rapid river in this flood. There were unknown objects in the water, including stones, wood, and even submerged roofs. They would be hit by them, and they would be injured or lost.

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The shore is not a flat and spacious official road. There are trees, houses, etc. constantly blocking the road. You have to pay attention to the people who occasionally appear in the water, and the horses can't run much faster.

After running forward for more than a mile, the river forked, one going east and the other going west. There was no trace of the people in the river.

Xu Chun asked Qingshan to chase him along the narrower river to the east, while he chased along the river to the west.

He knew that the river would merge with the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal further west, and even flow southwestward into Taihu Lake.

There are many ships coming and going on the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, and the river is very deep. If it is washed into it, it will be even worse.

He had just come from the dock of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal. The water in the canal had risen a lot, and the dock where he originally boarded the ship was already soaked in water.

The sky was getting darker and darker, the water in the river was turbid and fast, and it became increasingly difficult to see clearly.

At the end of the road, Xu Chun was a little dumbfounded.

There was vast ocean everywhere, and it was no longer possible to tell where he was. At this time, the sky was dark, making people feel that the world was vast and human beings were as small as a drop in the ocean.

Most people would give up search and rescue when they get here and return to the city.

If the floods become more violent, the city of Suzhou may be flooded. It is best to go home first, rescue supplies at home, and relocate family members.

But who is Xu Chun?

After years of traveling around the country and abroad, going through life and death, what storms and waves have you never seen?

Even though the children washed away by the flood were just children from a distant in-laws' family, he didn't want to leave any regrets.

If he had tried his best back then, would it be possible for his second brother to survive?

He got off his horse and saw a bamboo raft floating on the water not far from the shore, and a long bamboo pole floating not far away.

At this time, perhaps because the water surface has become wider, the water is still flowing, but it has slowed down a lot.

Xu Chun walked into the water, jumped as hard as he could, and jumped onto the bamboo raft. He found a wooden stick, rowed close to the bamboo pole, and picked up the bamboo pole as well.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and even though Xu Chun's eyesight was very good, the amount of water he could see was very limited. There were tables, chairs, branches, and even live buffalo floating on the water.

He had no choice but to support the bamboo pole, stand on the bamboo raft and move slowly on the water, while searching around and shouting: "Fang Yuanzhi, Fang Yuanzhi!"

The sky was getting darker and darker. Xu Chun took out the fire stick in his arms, blew it brightly and tied it to a wooden stick. He tied the wooden stick vertically to the bamboo raft and continued to search along the water surface.

He actually doesn't know which direction he is going now.

Originally, on a clear night, you could tell the direction by relying on the stars or the moon in the sky. But now the sky is dark and full of dark clouds. There is a vast ocean around you, and it is impossible to tell the direction by relying on the buildings on the ground.

Perhaps the light from Huozhezi had an effect, and Xu Chun heard a voice calling in the distance.

He felt a little happy and headed towards the direction of the call on the bamboo raft.

As the voice got closer and closer, he felt more confident. Although the voice was a bit hoarse, but that unique and clear voice, who could it be if it wasn't Fang Yuanzhi?

He couldn't help but sigh slightly. Generally, a woman might have been swept to the bottom of the river by the flood or choked to death after such a catastrophe.

Not only did she survive, she was holding a child in her arms and squatting on a treetop above the water!

Women who have learned martial arts are really not to be underestimated.
Chapter completed!