Splendid peasant girl busy farming

The timeline of events involving the Fourth House and Yang Huazhong has been perfectly connected. Next, it is Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming's turn to ask about Yang Ruoqing's situation.

"Qing'er, how did you come back like this? You are covered in mud. Did you fall or something?" Yang Huazhong asked.

Because when Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang came back earlier, they looked really embarrassed.

It wasn't just the rain that soaked their clothes...but the two of them were almost turned into mud.

How could they not become mud people? Especially Yang Ruoqing, who was half hanging on the river dam, and the river dam was full of mud...

"Dad, speaking of this, I really have a discovery to tell you. I wonder if you found it when you went to Lijia Village earlier?"

"What did you discover? Is it that the water level in the river is rising very quickly?" Yang Huazhong asked.

"Well, I feel something is wrong. The length of the river water is completely different from the amount of rainfall!" Yang Ruoqing continued.

"And the color of the river water is obviously not rain water, nor is it water from the upstream reservoir. It looks more like muddy water that rushed down directly from the mountains. It's so dirty!"

"Of course, I also saw a bunch of dead fish, which must have been washed out of the reservoir."

"So, I strongly suspect that the problem of the river flooding is not in the reservoir, but in the mountains!"

"Qing'er, what do you mean? On the mountain? The mountain is full of rocks and trees!" Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruoqing remained silent.

After a moment, she continued, "I suspect that the heavy rainfall over the past two days and nights has caused a landslide on a mountain somewhere above. The mud and rock flow from the mountain rushed into the reservoir, filling it up all at once, so the water in the reservoir also rushed into the river downstream!"

Yang Huazhong thought about it and nodded, "It should be. When I went to Lijia Village, I walked a short distance along the river dam and saw that the river was full of wood and branches. I wondered if there was a landslide above."

Yang Huaming said: "When we went to Lijia Village to pay New Year's greetings in the morning, it wasn't raining much, just a drizzle, and the water level in the river hadn't risen yet!"

"How come it's become like this in such a short time? I'm afraid the flood won't come early this year? It's only the first month of the year!"

Luo the blacksmith also had a gloomy expression on his face. He said, "Who knows. If there is a flood at this moment, the loss will be huge!"

Last year, the weather was nice and the villagers had good harvests in their fields. After the tenants paid their taxes, the remaining grain was more than enough to feed the whole family.

Originally, everyone thought that there would be no shortage of food this year and that they would be able to survive until the autumn harvest without going hungry. But now the situation seems a little uncertain!

"No, the rain is still falling and the river may flood at any time. I guess most of the villagers don't know about this yet!" Yang Huazhong suddenly realized this.

It is raining today and many people are staying at home to celebrate the first month of the New Year without going out. No one will go to the river behind the village to check the water level because there has been no precedent of flooding in the first month of the New Year in previous years.

However, the rain suddenly intensified from afternoon to night, the river water surged, and the villagers were even less aware of the situation.

"I have to go door to door to warn people, otherwise the river will flood in the middle of the night and no one will be prepared!"

Yang Huazhong, the village head, stood up and was about to walk out. No one tried to stop him because they all realized the danger.

Yang Huaming said, "Third brother, you go inform the villagers, and I'll go inform each branch of our Yang family, so that they don't get too deep into sleep and don't even know about the flood!"

Luo Fengtang, Daan, and Luo the Blacksmith all stood up: "Let's all take action."

Yang Ruoqing called out to Luo the blacksmith, "Uncle, don't go. Your bronchitis has just been controlled. If you catch a cold and it relapses, it will be a big problem!"

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The small space of Yaowang Sect.

"Dragon Demon, stop making sarcastic remarks. Today I admit defeat. You can kill me or chop me up as you wish."

Kapil rolled his eyes, looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water.

This is a sign of Kapil admitting defeat, and he is no longer as arrogant as he was at the beginning.

"Kapil, what exactly do you want to gain by coming to Bozhou? You know what the Southern Witch Cult wants. What do you want to do that has to make you come to Bozhou?"

Jiao Feilong did not respond to Kapil's words, but asked directly.

"I came just because I wanted to." Kapil said coldly. "You are the state teacher of the Maurya Kingdom and the Dharma King of the Shiva Cult. You are in such a high position, why do you want to put yourself in danger? You don't lack small spaces... There are many small spaces left in the land of Sindhu in the past, and about half of them are controlled by the Shiva Cult."

Jiao Feilong said lightly.

Shivaism is undoubtedly the strongest sect in the entire land of Sindhu, and no other forces can compare to Shivaism.

Therefore, over the years, many of the small spaces that have appeared in Sindhu have been controlled by the Shiva Cult. This is both the source of power for the Shiva Cult and a manifestation of their powerful strength.

"If you have the ability, go and find out by yourself, don't ask me." Kapil still maintained an uncooperative attitude.

He stopped cursing, but his attitude now made Jiao Feilong, Mi Qi and others very unhappy.

"You tell me what you want to say, which is different from me asking around... If you behave well, we can let you go. The Shiva Cult has no grudge against us."

Jiao Feilong frowned and advised.

If Kapil could speak up, he could indeed speak up for Kapil and let him go.

The Shaivism did enter the land of Banshu, but it did not commit the unforgivable sin.

In order to hide their whereabouts, the Shivas hid themselves and did not commit any murder or arson.

In order to perform the sacrifice formation, the Southern Witch Cult killed many ordinary people who were unaware of the situation, and all of this was recorded.

"Can I go back? You won't lie to me, right?"

Kapil was stunned for a moment. He really hadn't thought about leaving this place alive.

This is the difference in thinking patterns between people in the two places.

In Sindhu, if people like him were caught by the enemy, they would basically be sentenced to death, because the enemy would not show any mercy or give any chances. Therefore, the struggles in Sindhu were extremely cruel and bloody.

After all, the Central Plains has a heritage. Poetry, books and etiquette have been passed down for thousands of years. Although the struggle is cruel, there are still many unwritten rules and methods.

"We didn't even kill Long Jingshan, let alone you?" Jiao Feilong said.

"How can I trust you?"

Kapil was still resistant and skeptical, but the fact that he was not denying it outright showed that he was already wavering in his heart.

"Think about it carefully. If we really wanted to kill you, we would have done so long ago. Do we really need your information?"

"What is the intention of Shiva? What does it matter whether we know it or not? Soon our Great Qi court will be able to regain control of Bozhou. Will Shiva dare to rebel in Bozhou? Or dare to kill people at will?" Jiao Feilong continued to ask.

"We won't do anything. The main force of our Shiva sect is in Sindhu, not here."

Kapil shook his head. He was unwilling to tell any lies on this matter.

"That's right. We have no reason to lie to you. Just tell us what you can say. When the time comes, we will send you away. Well, I'm just afraid that when the time comes, you won't want to leave."

Jiao Feilong smiled slightly.

"How can it be!"

Kapil said with wide eyes.

"Then smell this."

Jiao Feilong flipped his hand and took out a small jade bottle.

As soon as the top of the small jade bottle was opened, a strange medicinal fragrance rushed into Kapil's nose.

And when he smelled the aroma, Kapil was completely stunned.

"This elixir..." (End of this chapter)