Chapter 1894： If there is an afterlife...

Chapter 1894 If there is an afterlife...

Chapter 1897, if there is an afterlife...

"What about Yaoyao and Jingxiu?"

“The students said that there is still a little girl. She didn’t come back when the disaster happened. So the thin group leader and Jing Xiu teacher went to see her! I haven’t come back yet!” Du Fengdao.

The face of Bo Si Nian became very gloomy. "I immediately arranged another helicopter to come to the rescue. You take care of the students. The rescue helicopter will arrive later."

"A good place to rest assured, I will arrange, you go to the thin team leader and Jing Xiu teacher as soon as possible." Du Fengdao.

On the one hand, Bo Si Nian directed the helicopter to pull up, bypassing this part of the protruding mountain, and at the same time signaled another staff member on the helicopter to deploy through satellite phones, and applied for another helicopter to rescue the students.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger.

The line of sight is very bad, and Bo Si Nian is in a hurry.

In such a place, we must always guard against the risk of landslides again. The search for helicopters is not smooth, and the continuous flow of mud from the mountains is constantly being washed down by mud.

The situation is getting more urgent.

The most terrifying thing is that the sky is getting more and more gloomy, not only the rain, but also the night. Once it is at night, the rescue work will not be able to continue.

now.

Another hill.

The turbid muddy water with numerous weeds and broken woods descends from the top of the mountain and gathers in the middle of the mountain. It is only one foot wide and muddy. Because some parts of the mountain block the drainage, it gradually began to gather. More than a dozen or so muddy streams, magically gathered together in the middle of the mountain, from a small muddy water flow, gathered into a two-three-meter-wide muddy waterfall...

The muddy water collected from the top of the mountain gathers into a waterfall at halfway up the mountain.

The small stream of water that originally looked at the inconspicuous, at this moment, has become an unstoppable waterfall.

Anything that is in front of this "mud waterfall" will be washed away.

The turf vegetation, a clump of shrubs, dead branches, thick bowls of trees, and some rocks...all are taken away by the "mud waterfall" and become the possession of the "mud waterfall", which continues to wash down together. .

Eventually everything will flow into the river under the cliff.

Usually only a small river of ten meters wide, the water is very shallow, and there are even many people catching fish and shrimp in it. Now, the water level of the river more than ten meters wide has skyrocketed, and all the water flowing down the mountain is here, with the mud rolling. And next.

At this moment.

Just on the edge of the cliff.

A hundred-year-old vine rooted in the crack of the rock, the rattan with the thick arms of the child, the roots have long been deep like the cracks in the rock, densely like a net, easily do not want to get rid of.

The large "mud waterfall" rushed down the hill and passed through the rock where the vine was located, then rushed into the cliff and rushed into the river.

Under the scouring of the "mud waterfall" with such a large flow, this has grown for many years, and the roots have been implanted in the depths of the rock. It is not threatened. After all, the water flows over and the rattan There won't be too much resistance.

However, this vine was tied to a woman's waist, a small girl was still on the woman's back, holding the woman's neck tightly, while the woman's hands were holding a man's wrist tightly... ...

As a result, when the mud falls down, women, children and men become the last block of the "mud waterfall" rushing into the river!

The man was on the edge of the cliff and was swayed by the "mud waterfall". His legs and feet were already under the cliff. If his hands were pulled by women, he had already followed the "mud waterfall" into the river.

And the woman relies on the hundred-year-old vine tied to the waist!

The old vine is like the dense root of the net, holding the rock tightly and pulling the woman.

But the weight of the woman is too heavy, she has a little **** her back, and her hand is still holding a man, not to mention the biggest threat comes from the "mud waterfall" with strong impact!

Originally, the centuries-old vines were developed into the deep roots of the rock like nets, and the old vines, like the thick rattan of the child's arms, were enough to hold women, children and men without breaking.

The problem is that the "mud waterfall" that rushes down on the mountain is so powerful that women, children and men are rushed by the "mud waterfall" without any defense power.

Even more frightening is that under such continuous impact, rattan is not enough to support them for too long.

"Yao Yao, let go, let me go."

Jing Xiu looked up and looked at Bossao. "The roots of the rattan have already begun to break. Yaoyao, you let me go, and if we go on like this, we will all die."

Rain, muddy water, rushing from the top, Jing repair at the lowest end, diligently blinking, trying to see the woman who caught him clearly, but he could not open his eyes...

"No!" Bossao gnawed his teeth and squeezed a word out of his teeth.

"Release." Jing Xiu sighed, "Lily of the valley is still on your back, let me go, you have a chance to live."

"I do not!"

"Yao Yao, don't be stupid. Release me, the rattan may support the rescuers again, otherwise we will only die together."

"No, the rescue will return soon, and the rattan can still hold on!" Bossao slammed his hands in Jing Xiu, never let go.

In the midst of the storm, in the impact of the "mud waterfall", Jing Xiu is like a clay figurine. He can't open his eyes, he can only look up as much as possible, facing the thin Simao: "Yao Yao, help me bring Zhao Zhao Go back, give it to my mom, tell her... tell her that I am not filial, I am not a good son, tell her that I am sorry for her..."

"These words go to the aunt with you personally!"

"Yao Yao, don't say anything stupid." Jing Xiu's voice has been torn because he is too tired. "You know, if you let go, you and the lily of the valley may still live. If you don't let go, we all will die." Yaoyao, I am not for you, I am for the lily of the valley, the lily of the valley is still small, I promised to take her to the playground, can't be realized now, you can take her with me."

"No, Jing teacher doesn't!" The little **** the back of Bosi Yao cried, "I don't want you to die, I don't go to the playground. I don't like it. I want to put sheep here, listen to the teacher." Tell a story...Do you want to die?"

"Shulan don't cry." Jing Xiudao, "You are still young, remember the teacher's words, study hard, and then go out of the mountains and go outside to see, the world outside is beautiful and prosperous..."

"Don't... don't..." Lily of the valley is still crying. "I want Jing teacher, I want Jing teacher..."

Bosi Yao clenched his teeth and slammed the wrist of Jing Xiu.

"Yao Yao, let go..."

The roots of the rattan are constantly breaking, especially when a wave of "mud waterfalls" comes down, and there is a mixture of dead wood inside, and there are countless dead branches and rotten leaves on the dead wood, just like a large group rushing over, 砸On them.

The roots of the rattan are broken again...

"Yao Yao, let go." After the wave of "mud waterfall" mixed with countless wastes, Jing Xiu barely opened his eyes in the rain and looked at Bossao. "Yao Yao, take the lily of the valley and wait. Rescue."

"Jing Xiu, what are you going to do!" Bossao screamed in horror.

Jing Xiu’s face was covered with muddy water, and a smile appeared. His right wrist was shackled by Bossao, and his left hand was trying to stabilize his body by trying to hold the stone on the edge of the cliff. But at this moment, he was so jealous. In the left hand on the edge of the cliff, he suddenly let go, and tried to lift it up and stretched out to the wrist of his right hand, where Bossao’s hands were clutching his right wrist.

Jing Xiu's left hand was not to grab the thin swaying to borrow, but to go to Yan Shiyao's finger, trying to open her hand and let her let go of him.

"Yao Yao, life has no chance to come back, some mistakes can make up, but some mistakes can never make up. I always think that I am smart, I am proud, I am conceited, but I can understand in the end, I am the dumbest in the world. I’m stupid, I’m so stupid that I can’t see my heart.”

"Once, the most sincere heart in the world was in front of me, but I sneered at it and abandoned it. I never thought that I was wrong. I never thought I would regret it."

"But when I couldn't recover everything, I discovered that what I abandoned was the most cherished in my heart and the best feeling I could get in my life."

"And I personally ruined it."

Jing Xiu’s lips showed an ugly smile. “People always pay for their stupidity and mistakes. I just want to say, Yaoyao, sorry... sorry...”

"My stupidity has hurt you so much, but I don't even have a chance to redeem."

"Everything is my fault, I am lost in my eyes."

"I disappointed you, I don't deserve your favorite..."

"Jing Xiu!" Bossao gritted her teeth, her hands were numb, but mechanically and stiffly licking his right wrist, not letting him fall.

"Yao Yao, I am not qualified to ask for your forgiveness. I am not even qualified to do anything for you..."

"The only thing I can do now is to keep you alive and live well."

"Rescue should arrive soon."

Bossao has not cried. Under the impact of the rain of the "mud waterfall", her face is completely stiff. She is holding the Jing Xiu. "The rescue will come soon, then you will hold on to me!" ”

However, God just heard the words of Bossao, followed by Bossao and the lily of the valley behind her, and she was caught by Jing Xiu, the three grasshoppers on the vine. Falling down.

"Ah!" Xiaoling Lan screamed.

The heart of Bo Si Yao also trembled.

Fortunately, it fell a little bit, but it was particularly powerful.

"The roots of the old vines are about to break." Lily of the valley on the back of Bossao, the voice with an uncontrollable trembling, crying and shouting: "But the lily of the valley is not afraid, the lily of the valley will swim, not afraid of falling! You Yaoyao sister, don’t let go of Jing’s hand!”

When she was facing down, she tried to turn her head and could not see the situation above.

However, Jing Xiu saw it very clearly.

(End of this chapter)