Watch Out! Danger Ahead

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, and the ‘patter’ is flooded into the house through the thatch.

Recently, the imperial court’s Heavenly Demon Guards and Huguo Temple have become more and more dynamic, and many famous midwives in the county have been monitored by the Heavenly Demon Division.

In order to conceal people's eyes and ears, Zhang Xiaoniang stayed in the simple place, and she didn't dare to find someone to help deliver the baby.

After this episode, Song Qingxiao was the only one beside him.

An oil lamp was originally lit in the room, but the light was very weak.

The squally wind slapped the wooden door, and there was a loud sound of ‘kang bang’ between the impacts.

The rain dripped down the broken thatched house, and soon puddles formed and became damp.

Recently, the courtyard is not peaceful. When Xiao Niang Zhang moved house that day, she took part of the food she had stored. In addition, there was a big mouth like Aunt Yang who was advertised everywhere. Everyone knew that there was a young and beautiful pregnant woman living nearby.

As the court revisited the search for a baby, some people gradually turned their attention to this side, and it was only a matter of time before it was reported.

Zhang Xiaoniang couldn't get out of the door recently, and she didn't dare to cry out after the attack, she could only bit her lip and endure it.

Song Qingxiao has experienced many major events, and all the demons and ghosts have seen it, but it is the first time to deliver a baby, and it is inevitable that he lacks experience.

'boom! ’

The violent wind blew away a piece of thatch on the roof, and a strong gust of wind mixed with torrents of rain and drew out the oil lamp in the house!

Zhang Xiaomao gritted her teeth, sweating profusely, and trembling under the severe pain.

As soon as the lights in the room went out, someone stepped on the water outside the door.

"Qing...Qing Xiao..."

The young lady Zhang, who had already had an attack, trembled all over her body when she heard the noise at the door, and whispered softly.

"Don't be afraid."

Young Song Qing held her hand and wiped her head with the veil:

"My dad is back."

At this time, Song Qingxiao didn't dare to be careless, and had been exploring the surroundings with his divine consciousness.

She felt it the first time Father Song came back.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaomao's clenched fist loosened slightly. Before she could speak, she heard the door bang and was knocked open.

The sound of breaking the door of the house was heard, ‘Wow—’

The wind rushed in with the rain and mist, and the cold girl in the room shivered, feeling her stomach hurt again.

Father Song was already soaked, and the water was running down his clothes.

His face was pale, as if he had seen a ghost, and his whole body was shaking.

After entering the room, before he had time to see the little lady Zhang lying on the bed in the room, he directly ordered:

"Hurry up and pack up the precious things, let's go quickly!"

Song's father's words caused Song Qing to be stunned for a moment. The little lady Zhang, who was originally lying on the bed, immediately endured the pain of her contraction in her abdomen, and sat up ‘tightly’:

"Are the Heavenly Demon Guard's people coming?"

She hasn't left home recently, but the news has also been heard.

The monks of the Huguo Temple set up altars in the county, and the people of the Tianmawei shuttled around the county to catch pregnant women.

Many laborers were taken away, and the whole county was panicked, wondering if there were some monsters.

"No."

Father Song realized that there were more people in the room and paused:

"But I can't take care of it now."

He took a sewn cloth bag and threw some food in the house into it:

"The river bank was broken!"

He said in a hurry, and first said to the two women what he had learned:

"After this heavy rain, the river will overflow, and I am afraid it will soon flood into the county town."

This small county is located in the lower reaches of the river. When the water rises every year, houses along the river are flooded.

Hundreds of years ago, at the beginning of the establishment of the imperial court, it cost a great price to consolidate the river embankment, build diversion canals, and then suppress it by the dynasty's air transport, which made the weather smooth and barely controlled the disaster within a tolerable range.

However, as the dynasty's luck gradually fell, disasters have occurred frequently in recent years.

The government was corrupt, and the emperor himself was obsessed with practice, ignoring people's livelihood and political affairs, searching for the people's fat and people's paste for his practice, resulting in the empty treasury. This waterproof dam has not been repaired for many years.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the old water embankment has long been useless and cannot be waterproofed.

"A few months ago, there were reports from local county magistrates asking for money to build dams."

It's just that the imperial court collects many exorbitant taxes every year, all of which fall into the hands of the royal family.

The royal family spent a lot of money to nurture practitioners, most of which turned into elixir and were swallowed by the royal family.

In this way, how can the remaining money be transferred down?

Every year, the folds praying for the construction of the dam fly into Shengjing like snowflakes, but they can't make any noise.

As early as a few months ago, someone had already noticed that something was wrong.

In many places, river dams have cracked, and water has overflowed, flooding farmland and cottages, but they have been suppressed by local officials without reporting.

Some people who lost their fields and homes became refugees, and complaints arose.

Everyone only prays that the gods will be beautiful this year, and there will be no more major events.

It's a pity that this wish didn't come true. The river must be fierce in this heavy rain today.

When the water level is high, the river embankment that has been in disrepair will collapse.

The terrain of this small county is low, and if the river embankment collapses, the accumulated river water will not take a long time to submerge the county seat.

"The rain is so heavy today that it is so bad that it is inevitable that the river embankment will break!"

Father Song's tone was hurried, when he said this, he reached out his hand and wiped his face, and drank:

"Let's go!"

The rain was getting heavier and harder, and it was about to wash down the thatched roof shed.

The muddy mud on the bamboo fence was mixed with rainwater, and the load-bearing wooden beam squeaked and creaked under the strong wind.

The heavy rain came in from a lot of leaking roofs, and puddles formed on the ground, which soon disappeared from the insteps.

Song Qing repaired the ice-type spiritual power, and was very sensitive to the water-type spiritual power, and realized that Song's father was right.

She had already sensed that the boundless water system spirit power was slowly wrapping up, and in the crazy storm, there was a greater crisis hidden in it.

As Song's father said, at this time there is no way to consider the pursuit and killing of the Heavenly Demon Guards and Huguo Temple.

Only before the river embankment is damaged, flee the county seat and avoid the storm.

As the two father and daughter talked, the rain was getting bigger and bigger, and the rain on the ground rose rapidly, and a small stream had formed outside the door.

"Leave here first."

Song Qingxiao made a decisive decision and walked into the house: "Ms. Zhang is about to give birth."

Her words caused Song's father to be stunned for a moment, and his actions to pack things stopped.

"Giving birth?"

His voice rose a little, trembling a little.

Counting the days, the time for Zhang Xiaozi to start was indeed at this time.

But it didn't happen early, and it didn't happen late. How could it happen in the storm tonight?

Natural disasters are approaching, it is already very difficult to carry a pregnant woman with a big belly, not to mention that the little lady is about to give birth.

"How could it be so coincidental."

Father Song's head is big.

After such a while, the cold sweat on his drenched body came out, and it felt very tricky.

"Uncle Song...Uncle Song..."

At this moment, an anxious call from a young man and a half suddenly sounded outside.

Father Song shook his whole body:

"It's a talent!"

It is Yang Chengcai, the only son of Aunt Yang, who works as an apprentice in a shop in the county and doesn't usually go home much.

There must be a vision today. He realized that the situation in the county was not right, and he was worried about his mother, so he hurried back.

At this moment, many people in the county must have received the news. I am afraid that everyone is packing things and eager to go out.

If there is any delay, the people who escaped at the gate of the city will rush out of the city, fearing that it will become congested.

Once the river breaks out, people who walk slowly will be swallowed up by the current.

When Father Song heard Yang Chengcai's voice, he shook the packed things in his hands:

"I went to see."

At this moment, he finally thought of Aunt Yang's mother and son, and decided to find someone first and let them go together.

Seeing him, Song Qing rushed out without looking back. In the dim light, the rain was like a gray curtain, wrapping his figure.

A short and thin boy shrugged his shoulders and spoke quickly:

"My mother is not at home, I don't know where to go..."

He was crying, shaking constantly:

"With such heavy rain, someone in the county said that the river dam was broken and the flood was coming. Where did my mother go? Uncle Song...you can help me find her..."

The young man in the changing voice was caught in the rain, with worries and pleading for his mother on his face.

"I have lost my father, and I can't lose my mother anymore, Uncle Song, please help us mother and son."

"Wow!"

It was raining frantically, and the wind was howling ‘oooo’ into the alley.

At this moment, Father Song was caught in a difficult decision.

After the river dam was broken, the monstrous flood was about to arrive. If it was delayed for a moment, I was afraid that my life would be lost.

One end is the widow and son of the married brother, and the other is his own daughter and the pregnant woman who is about to give birth.

The rain hit the water with a ‘crackling’, and splashed half-foot-high water.

Yang Chengcai's voice was mixed in the heavy rain, and Song Qingxiao, who was staying in the room, must have heard it.

He has only one person, and lacks the ability to do so. There is no way to take his daughter, Zhang Xiaomao, and find Aunt Yang.

"How to do it?"

Such a thought flashed in Father Song's mind, and he stomped his feet in a hurry.

"Uncle Song, please, my mother is not young anymore, if she is gone, what am I doing alive?"

The teenager howled loudly.

Before he came, he seemed to be back home, with a bag of things on his back, which was obviously a temporary collection.

The package was soaked with water and stuck to the inside, revealing a rectangular shape with edges and corners.

There is no need to open it, and Father Song can also guess that this is a spiritual seat—this is the spiritual card placed in Yang's house and belonged to his brothers who were righteous back then.

After Yang Chengcai left, he packed this item into his backpack.

The string in Father Song's mind suddenly broke. He had promised his brothers to share the blessings and the difficulties. If someone died unfortunately, the other person would provoked the promise of the other family's family one by one and came to his mind.

"Qing Xiao..."

He quickly made a decision, turned his head, and looked at his daughter in the house through a rain curtain.

The sky has long been dim.

In the room lies Zhang Xiaomao, who is reluctant to bear the pain, and he seems to be standing in the room with his much older daughter recently, as if he is about to merge with the night.

She stared at him with a strange look that made Father Song dare not look straight.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a sense, a clear understanding, a coldness, and a feeling of extreme calm after seeing everything, and no waves of rebirth.

"You wait for me at home first, I will look for your Aunt Yang first, and after we find it, we will escape from the city together."

Father Song's face was pale, and he said very cautiously.

At this time, Song Qing's ears also rang another sentence:

"...I will help you to save a certain amount of money... Since then, we and the Yang family have nothing to do with each other. In the future, Dad will only care about you, and will never let you go hungry again!"

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The words that Father Song had said still lingered in his ears, overwhelming the sound of the torrential rain, which coincided with his voice and expression at this time.

The expression in Song Qing's small eyes deepened, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a thoughtful smile.

"Don't worry, Dad will be back soon, wait for me."

He didn't know Song Qingxiao's inner thoughts at this moment. After the voice fell, his loyalty finally prevailed, pulling Yang Chengcai's hand:

"go!"

Yang Chengcai burst into laughter, and followed happily, leaving behind the alley that was about to be submerged, the shaky house in the wind and rain, Song Qingxiao and Zhang Xiaozi.

"Ugh…"

Song Qingxiao sighed long, feeling that he had a deeper understanding of the complexity of human nature.

"what should we do?"

As soon as Father Song left, most of the pillars had collapsed.

Zhang Xiaoniang's blood was flowing like a column, her face was terribly pale, her hands were firmly grasping the straw on the bed, and she spoke in a panic.

The bed had been drenched with rain, and the blood was flushed to the ground.

The water on the ground has accumulated from a little puddle, not only flooding the instep, but also to the ankle.

If the water rises at this rate, it doesn't take two hours, I'm afraid it will flood the bed.

At that time, the entire county town was swallowed up by the flood, and it was impossible for the people trapped in it to escape.

"I will take you away."

Young Song Qing suppressed the complicated feelings in her heart. After all, Father Song was not a true father to her.

Although his choice made her sigh, but after experiencing the trials of God's Hell, this kind of mood fluctuation was quickly smoothed by her.

She is already very good at controlling emotions and puts her mind on the current business.

"We, shall we go alone?"

Without the help of others, how could a pregnant woman who is about to give birth, a minor child, and a fetus chased by the Heavenly Demon Guard and Huguo Temple escape in this flood?

Even if she is as strong as Zhang Xiaomao, when she thinks of this, she feels extremely frightened.

"Ok."

Song Qing nodded slightly:

"Don't worry, I will keep you and your children safe."

The little girl spoke faintly.

Zhang Xiaoniang was startled, and then she couldn't help but twitching at the corner of her mouth.

If this weren't the case, she could not help but want to laugh.

A young adult said at this time that he should take good care of her and the child.

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"Can't go, can't go."

She shook her head, feeling more and more pain in her abdomen, and the child fell down and couldn't wait to be born in this world.

"My child wants to come out..."

Her face turned pale with pain, and she firmly grasped the bed that had been swollen with water.

The cold rain took away her body temperature, and it seemed to be taking away her life.

"I may not be able to live anymore."

She endured the pain and squeezed these words from between her teeth:

"Qing Xiao, Qing Xiao..."

Zhang Xiaoniang called Song Qing again, as if she wanted to use this to support herself:

"If I can't live, cut my belly open and take the baby away."

"Don't take me, you go, leave me alone..."

She cried and laughed, and confessed:

"Thanks to you, thanks to you..."

Fortunately, she fled here, met such a child, and did not abandon her at the moment of danger.

"If so, if it were my family, how good would it be to think like you..."

The smell of blood got worse, and she gasped louder, using all her strength to squeeze the child out of her body.

"Don't talk yet."

Song Qingxiao also sensed something wrong with her situation. Unfortunately, at this time, her strength had only recovered a little, and there was really no way to give Zhang Xiaomao more assistance.

"He is about to be born, about to be born..."

Zhang Xiaoniang seemed to feel that the child was coming, and she cheered slightly.

While working hard, in the rain and fog outside, there seemed to be a few breaths rushing over here quickly.

In the sound of the rain, Song Qingxiao caught a soft and feminine voice saying:

"The woman surnamed Yang said that Zhang, who was pregnant with a demon fetus, was hiding here!"