I am a serious scholar

Every summer, it is always accompanied by endless rain and fire!

Although this place in Ling County in Weizhou is located in the northwest, it always comes once or twice in the rainy season of midsummer every year.

Because of the perennial erosion of mountain soil, when viewed from the air, you can find various strange-shaped ravines.

Although the results of afforestation over the years have been good, and tigers, leopards and elk have even appeared in the mountains of some rural villages, the change in vegetation is not overnight.

Through the entire Ling County, the next journey, although shorter than Xijing to Weizhou, can take more time.

After all, without high speed, the speed suddenly decreased.

As time passed, the scenery on both sides changed, sometimes passing a village, flanked by houses, sometimes winding mountain roads.

Mountains after mountains, seemingly endless.

Finally, about two hours later, the car crossed a street, then turned into a concrete road and entered the village, where people could be seen on both sides.

From time to time, you can also see the river on one side.

The water is muddy!

After driving for about five or six minutes, finally, it was here!

Mainly the roads are blocked, large excavators, as well as shovels, in addition to various manpower.

Sometimes there were shouting

sounds, sometimes mixed with mechanical sounds, when Zhao Yang came down, he saw at a glance that a large area of Nanshan not far away had slipped down.

His face sank like water, and he walked over.

The appearance of Zhao Yang and Xie Wanqing was very eye-catching among this group of people.

It was even a bit out of place, so people passing by just looked at them.

But soon someone came up to greet: "Little Yoko? "

It was an aunt, her face was full of spots from the strong ultraviolet sun, she was not tall, she looked like she was in her early five meters, and she was chubby.

When greeting, it is obviously with questions.

"Aunt Wang!" Zhao Yang nodded and responded as a response.

But the next moment, Aunt Wang exclaimed: "It's really Xiaoyangzi, oh, Xiaoyangzi is back!" This

voice led the people of the village over, one by one.

He also said that he didn't dare to recognize it, and said that Zhao Yang became more and more handsome the longer he grew.

But soon, everyone stopped squeaking.

Xu Zhijie pushed away the crowd and came over, and when he saw Zhao Yang, his face was a little heavy, and he immediately patted Zhao Yang and said, "Mourning!" It

seems that it is wrong, Xu Zhijie quickly changed his words!

The call in the morning was made by Xu Zhijie to Zhao Yang.

The two are the same age, in the same village, and they are in the same school as the elementary school, junior high school and even high school.

It's just that he returned to the village after graduation, and now he works in the village government, who knew that this kind of thing happened when he just came back and was still interning!

"Thank you!"

Zhao Yang nodded, he didn't know what to say at this time.

As for Xie Wanqing, he silently followed behind Zhao Yang.

The villagers pointed at Xie Wanqing and Zhao Yang and exchanged ears.

It doesn't mean to say anything bad, it's just curious, but no one comes up to ask casually, after all, at this time, more mouths are to be scolded.

"The first half of the night yesterday was fine, but in the second half of the night suddenly lightning and thunder, heavy rain!"

"The landslide is about four thirty in the morning, and now this situation..." Zhao

Yang looked at the high mound from afar, no, it was not a mound, for some people in the city, it might be a hill.

And originally, in that location, there was a family.

Caves!

Characteristic buildings in certain places.

Zhao Yang's hometown lived in a cave, of course, now the cave is different from the early years, and the construction is still relatively beautiful.

But....

The rest of the village had already moved out a long time ago, but Zhao Yang's father did not move, and it was precisely because of this that he lost his life.

When he was in the imperial capital, Zhao Yang received a call from Xu Zhijie, saying that there was an accident at home, and he directly calculated it.

As a result, naturally, the father is dead.

Shovels and excavators are clearing the way up the mountain, but this is obviously a lot of work, plus the mud is all wet, and the car is very slippery.

The weakness of manpower in the face of nature is vividly reflected in this moment.

Many people in the village knew that Zhao Yang was back and pointed more.

After all....

In so many years, there has not been a landslide.

And this landslide, and Zhao Yang's family was gone, although the location where Zhao Yang's father lived would have been buried.

But....

All kinds of coincidences, don't they make up the topic.

And....

Zhao Yang's father is also very sensitive, he is an onmyoji, and he usually opens a paper shop on the street.

It's good to be a good person, and it's warm-hearted, but it's just a little good wine, and it seems that few people have seen Zhao Yang's father completely sober.

When I see it usually, I can smell the alcohol without getting close.

The sudden disappearance of such a person is indeed quite dramatic.

Of course, in addition to pitying Zhao Yang's father and pitying Zhao Yang, everyone was naturally very interested in Xie Wanqing who followed Zhao Yang's ass.

That for the people in the village, it is the heavenly immortal!

The face is good-looking, white-looking, tall and tall, and the temperament is out of the ordinary!

In a word, city people!

They are all guessing what the relationship between the two is, but some people can see at a glance that the relationship is very good, and some people refute that it is impossible, and some people feel that the ancestral tomb of the old Zhao family is smoking.

But some people also felt sorry for Xie Wanqing.

After all....

This Zhao family is a bit weird.

Everyone has not seen Grandpa Zhao Yang's woman, and everyone has not seen Zhao Yang's father's wife, in short, there are many rumors!

"There will be people from the county tomorrow!"

Xu Zhijie came over again and gave Zhao Yang a cigarette, and Zhao Yang also took it, but he just looked at it and didn't smoke.

After all, he hadn't smoked for a long, long time, and he simply clipped it to his ears.

For a long time, he said, "Thank you!"

Xu Zhijie shook his head and said, "Stay at my house at night!"

"No thanks, I'll be busy next!"

The people are gone, this son of the son, how to do the white affairs for Lao Tzu, the spirit guards!

The excavators and shovels continued to work, after all, this landslide broke the way up the mountain.

This mountain is full of farmland, as well as the burial places of ancestors in several nearby villages!

"You stay in the car, I'll go up and take a look!"

Although the road was destroyed, the path up the mountain was still there, and Zhao Yang asked Xie Wanqing to wait for him, and then followed the path uphill.

Soon, he went up!

"Unexpectedly, it is a good place to rest in peace!"

It is no wonder that the tombs in the village were built this way, rather than buried on the opposite hill.

From a distance, the black river looks like a swimming dragon, disappearing into the distance.

However

After the night rain, the black dragon also turned into a yellow dragon, which was much larger, and in his memory, there was also a picture of Zhao Yang swimming in the river when he was a child.

Just....

When he walked somewhere, Zhao Yang's pupils shrank, squatted down and wiped a handful of soil casually, then sniffed, and his face changed slightly.