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"The Legend of Lingshan" has been selling well in various places, and after three years of unabated popularity, it has become the most discussed topic in the market.
Three years later, the second time Lingshan opened the mountain, the number of people entering the mountain doubled, and many young people came here to worship Lingshan Nie's family. Three of them have made great achievements in the few years after entering the mountain, and the number of worshippers and teachers of the Nie family in Lingshan has increased sharply.
At this point, Nie Yao's business can be recognized by the family and awarded the post of general manager. Zhang Jinjin, on the other hand, became the only merchant who could enter Lingshan Square.
Now, the only business partner is turning two sunspots in the palm of his hand, but he does not put them on the chessboard. He looks at the drizzling rain outside the window, and says absently, "This year's market is not right."
"What? Another competitor has appeared? Isn't Yuntao Club already dispersed and absorbed by you?"
"A mere Yuntao Club is nothing, it's just a talented person with a sharp view. It's enough to dig it out." Zhang Jinjin lowered his eyes and said, "I mean, the surrounding three states and 14 cities have been around for nearly half a year. The consumption of spar is too much."
"The ochre spar is mostly used in the array, especially the superposition array. Could it be that there is something going on in Taiyuan?"
"I'm just worried about this. I sent someone to see it last month. It is said that everything is fine. The Qin family in Taiyuan replied that they did not buy a lot."
"Where is that used?" Nie Yao frowned, "How many?"
"It's 30% more than in previous years. It's about to catch up with the consumption of your family's development. Besides," Zhang Jinjin put down a sunspot and continued: "This is just a site we are familiar with. If the whole Central Plains is like this, I'm afraid it will Something big happened."
Nie Yao was speechless.
The lamp in the oil lamp on the table burst, and a stab broke the silence of the two. Nie Yao suddenly raised his head and looked at Lingshan not far away, faint thunder came from the mountain.
Lingshan.
At this time, it is the end of the hour, the lights are out, and it is the time when people sleep the most soundly.
Zhu Yicheng broke into a family. The family of three slept soundly, and finally woke people up, but the head of the family was confused for a long time and didn't understand what happened. When he finally understood the reason, he began to panic again. Pack up softly. Zhu Yicheng didn't dare to stay too long, he told the family to go out quickly, and then ran to the next family.
When Qin Le brought a family of five and hurriedly came to the meeting point far away from Xiaoxi, Gu Qingqiao and Mu Xiyun also came to gather with their second family.
"No, this is too slow!" Mu Xiyun, who has always been calm, also began to worry, wiped the rain on his face, and planned to run back again.
"I'm with you!" Gu Qingqiao handed the old man he was supporting to Qin Le, and followed Mu Xiyun forward.
It has been almost half an hour since the stream stopped flowing. No one knows when the torrent will arrive. There are still three or four families under the mountain who have not been evacuated, and there is no time left! Both of them brought their movements to the extreme, and they rushed down the mountain like meteors chasing the moon.
Halfway through, a green shadow suddenly flashed in front of her eyes. It was Luo Qingwen who came up from the mountain and panted, "You don't have to go back, they're all here, they're all here!"
Behind her, a group of disciples dressed in green bamboo shirts and wearing Taoist buns were walking towards them, helping the old and the young.
"Green bamboo shirt, Mount Qingcheng?"
"Yes," Luo Qingwen replied, "Although Qingcheng Mountain and Baihuagu are close, they don't have much friendship. When Luo Ziqi entered the village before, they were already in the village, and there was a bit of conflict between the two sides, but fortunately there was no fight. "
Gu Qingqiao laughed: "This cousin of yours is really a troublemaker, and he can meet anyone."
As soon as the words fell, everyone suddenly felt a strange feeling in their hearts.
The thunder of the upper stream stopped suddenly, and the surroundings fell into a dead silence.
"Let's go!" Mu Xiyun shouted coldly. After he finished speaking, he picked up a doll in one hand and an old man in the other, jumped up with the two of them, and ran towards the high slope of the side mountain.
The rest of the people also hurriedly took their children and supported the old man, and walked towards the mountain road on the side of the mountain at the fastest speed. The yellow mud soaked in water after the rain wrapped people's shoes, adding a heavy burden to the people fleeing for their lives. For a time, the army was in chaos, and the cries of fathers and mothers came one after another.
Zhu Li was tough, followed the team and shouted loudly: "There is an open space in the middle of the mountain, it should be safe there!"
"Okay! Keep up!" The leader of Qingcheng Mountain agreed, directing his disciples to move on.
Soon, the thunderous roar sounded again, and on the mountain upstream of the creek, a big tree swayed and fell down suddenly. Then, a piece of tree crown seemed to have been slapped from the root of the tree in vain. disappeared from sight. Like an invisible beast rushing down from the mountain, the trees fell to the ground one by one, and then, a turbid mud flow rushed down the stream quickly.
The mud flow was much wider than the creek, wrapped in countless tree trunks, broken branches, and gravel, and rushed down the mountain with a thousand force. A wild boar that could not dodge ran desperately, but was quickly caught up by the mud flow. In an instant, it turned into a mud pig and was submerged by the rolling mud waves. The mud flow was invincible, and soon rushed to the village. The muddy water slammed on a house with an angry roar, and the house let out a whimper and was immediately torn to shreds by the mudflow. The villages built along the stream were submerged by the mud flow within a few breaths. However, the turbid water was like an endless stream, rushing down the mountain without stopping.
Nie family.
The roar of the Lingshan mudslide made Nie Yao's brow furrowed fiercely. Zhang Jinjin's smile also became solemn. The two looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
Chapter 25
The rain is light, and the sky is still gloomy. The villagers stood on a platform on the side of the mountain, listening to the roar of the water waves from below, and couldn't help but be afraid. The women, children and children let out soft cries.
This is an open space in the middle of the mountain, next to the dense forest in the mountain, and there is a half-person-high stone platform beside the road, which can be climbed and viewed from afar.
Fortunately, it is far away from the water, and the torrent below is rolling, but it does not threaten the people above.
The disciples of Mount Qingcheng had already lit two fires, and the residents and the cultivators gathered around a bonfire. Zhu Lize was busy between the two groups of people, acting as a link between the two groups.