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Ning Fei's idea is very simple, he just wants to use the system's intelligence to send some messages to Mozong disciples in Jiuling Lake.

As Clay mentioned before, he asked Pinghua and old man Liu to come to Jiuling City for help. According to the importance that everyone in Mozong attached to him, Ningjuzi and the ancestral hall, he would definitely return to Wubao after the earthquake.

And the Juzi Order is placed in the ancestral hall, and the Juzi Order has the function of sending it out. Anyway, all the members of Mozong accepted the matter of choosing the master before the Juzi Order, so now he uses the Juzi Order to issue orders, and everyone should not make a fuss.

——Ning Zaozi: Zha Tong, can you still connect to the Internet with your carrier, Ju Ziling?

——No. 8825995: Yes, Dad.Ji Ziling is the embodiment of the legal existence of the system in this time and space. As long as I am still the intelligence of my father, and my father is still the legal host, the connection with Ji Ziling will not be broken.

Ning Fei nodded.

He thought for a while and asked again.

——Ning Fei: Does Ju Ziling have an anti-seismic function?

No. 8825995 seems to have been greatly insulted.

——No. 8825995: How can Dad look down on Tong so much!Although Tong is young and ignorant of world affairs, the quality of Tong's appearance is still no problem!The system also has a quality approval certificate issued by the central mastermind!If Dad doubts it, you can show it to Dad!

——Ning Zaozi: No, don't get excited, I'm talking about Ji Ziling, not your quality.

——Ning Zaozi: Isn't this an earthquake? I don't know if the ancestral hall that put the Juzi Ling collapsed. If it hits the Juzi Ling, wouldn't it be troublesome?

——No. 8825995: Dad, don’t worry, Juziling and Zhatong are both certified. The material used is high-quality super alloy. The hardness and strength are not what can be destroyed in the current era. It is not the three-no product that Dad thought. The basic guarantee of system operation.

——Ning Fei said embarrassingly: That's good, that's good.

——Ning Fei: I remember that your Juzi Ling has the function of broadcasting, right?Didn't you use it to project and play the exam questions at the very beginning when the Zongmen Juzi Ling chose the master?

——No. 8825995: Dad can't broadcast, he can only play projection.

——No. 8825995: Why does Dad ask this?

——Ning Fei: I have something for you to do.

——Ning Fei: After being washed away by the flood, I don't know where I drifted to now. I guess I won't be able to go back for a while, and the Zongmen will be anxious to death.

——Ning Fei: Can't you project?Projection is also fine, send a message to people in Wubao for me.I remember that Juzi Ling should be enshrined in the ancestral hall of the sect. After the disaster, they will definitely come back to Wubao. At that time, you can just flash a few times to attract people to come and let them start disaster relief as soon as possible.

——Ning Fei: We lost six people this time, and asked the three elders to arrange the funeral of the victims as soon as possible. If someone is injured in the disaster, it should be treated as soon as possible. This is the first thing.

——Ning Fei: The second thing is to drain waterlogging and prevent floods, and improve farmland.The dam on the tributary of the Wuzhi River has collapsed. Don’t rush to repair it before I come back. There are many technical difficulties involved. Just let everyone pay attention to drought and flood drainage. The focus is still on farming. Don’t delay the summer harvest and summer planting. .

——Ning Fei: Let everyone move to Jiuling City first, the Wubao on Niubei Mountain...Let’s leave it for now, this location is a bit sensitive, and I’m afraid there will be disasters later.The specific arrangement was discussed by the three elders and several shop owners, and all the items that could be transferred were taken away. If the blast furnace of the iron factory could not be dismantled, it would be destroyed on the spot.

——Ning Fei: Oh yes, send another letter to Ding Ancheng.Just say me, brother Makino and Clay, the three of us were washed away by the flood, but everyone is safe now, we will find a way to get back as soon as possible, so that the Feng family don't have to worry.

——Ning Fei: During the period of my absence, the workshop owners will continue to be responsible for the work according to the previous plan. If production is temporarily unavailable, don't worry, just like everyone's safety.If there is a need to make a major decision, all the masters sit down to discuss together, and finally the three elders make a decision. During the catastrophe, the sect must not disrupt the order.

While he was talking, the system intelligently recorded what he said into text, and sent it to Ning Fei for his review after he finished speaking.

——Number 8825995: Alright Dad, I know Dad, Zha Tong will follow your instructions verbatim, so don't worry, Dad!

Hearing what it said, Ning Fei felt that it was done.

Fortunately, Zhatong still has Juzi so that this carrier can deliver messages.

Otherwise, the earthquake and flood didn't kill him, and he was wiped out by the system because he didn't complete the main task, then he would be too wronged.

Not to mention that there is a big Buddha like brother Mu Ye.

Ning Juzi's eyes fell on the man who was concentrating on grilling fish.

Brother Muye is the eldest son of Feng Dahu, the future head of the Feng family.

If the Feng family thought that he died in Mozong, regardless of Feng Daduhu and Feng Xiaodi's usual easy-going talk, they would become living hell kings and swallow their little school alive.

Alas, life is not easy.

Just as he was thinking, the man he was staring at turned his head.

"Sighing from hunger?"

Feng Kai smiled and handed over the freshly grilled fish.

"Seeing that you were staring at the fish just now, it must be cooked before you can eat it."

He smiled gently, his tone was warm and soft, coupled with the delicious blessing in his hand, it was simply irresistible.

As a result, Ning Zaozi, who was fed a bunch of grilled fish again, forgot about living Hades in an instant. Baba took the grilled fish, his mind was occupied by delicious food and beauty.

Delicious.

The fish baked by the beauty for me is just different.

Sweet and delicious!

Niubei Mountain.

The shaking of the ground stopped, but the rain still didn't stop, and it seemed that it would never stop.

But the power of the mountain torrent had been completely released, and the flood finally calmed down, with only occasional small waves surging, no longer wreaking havoc.

Liu Tie staggered up Niubei Mountain, looked at Mozongwu Fort, which was already a whole country, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees on the spot.

Behind him, Mo Zong's young and old all came.In the crowd, I don't know who cried the first cry, and then there was a lot of moaning, especially in the bitter wind and rain.

"Don't cry! Don't fucking cry! Crying is useful! Hurry up and find a way to save people!"

Mu Donglai roared loudly.

His voice brought many people back to God. Xie Zeng wiped away his tears and directed everyone to find a rope to tie a raft into the city.

In this catastrophe, six disciples of Mozong lost their lives, Yushan and Grandma Qiu were both injured and unable to move for the time being.

Hearing that there was a flood in Wubao, old man Liu passed out on the spot, and when he woke up, his heart ached. It was Liu Tie who hurriedly fed him a nitroglycerin, which was the only way to save him.Even so, after waking up, old man Liu's eyes were glazed over, and he didn't speak to anyone who asked him, like a puppet who didn't respond.

As old man Liu's grandson, Liu Tie naturally understood his master's heart.

The old man can't get over the hurdle in his heart.If it wasn't for him being a drag, maybe everyone could evacuate faster.There is no need for Ning Juzi to go to find Mr. Feng himself, and it is not necessary for Mo Zong to lose a generation of geniuses.

He is guilty, guilty!

But Liu Tie also has time to comfort the old man, he has more important things to do, he has to go back to Wubao to have a look, maybe, maybe...

He was not the only one holding this kind of luck, everyone who could move rushed to Niubei Mountain, expecting a miracle to happen.

But on the top of the mountain, everyone's hearts fell to the bottom of the valley in an instant.

The city walls collapsed, and half of the city was flooded, only the roofs above the water.

The original tallest main building in the city was no longer visible, and the muddy flood waves engulfed the familiar home one after another.

"Pinghua..."

Xie Zeng calmed down.

"Clay means he...he went to town to save Moko, didn't he?"

Pinghua's eyes had long been swollen into peaches.She wiped the tears from her face and nodded.

"Not long after we came out, there was an earthquake, and then we saw the main building collapse."

"Clay said Juzi was still inside, and he asked me to take Grandpa Liu back to Jiuling City to report, and he ran back to the city by himself."

Needless to say after that, everyone has seen it.

"Ugh!"

Mu Donglai clapped his hands.

"Don't talk so much, it's important to save people!"

The crowd built a raft and entered the city. After guessing, they finally found the location of the main building.Seeing this is completely heartbreaking.There is only one wooden pile left in the main building, which is lonely and desolate, and the rest of the building is submerged in the water.

So submerged, can people still live?

"If you don't see the body, you are still alive."

Mu Donglai gritted his teeth.

"In life, you have to see people, and in death, you have to see corpses. Let's have a big life, everyone, let's get it!"

With an order, everyone cheered up and cast their fishing nets to catch people.

When one group was tired, they changed to another group. After two days and two nights, the three people were still not found until the flood gradually receded.

In fact, after getting it, everyone knew that it was impossible to live, but no one wanted to give up first.

As if this is the case, their jiaozi is still alive, squatting in front of the main building in a daze of boredom, laughing and talking about some profound and obscure theories to everyone.

Such a boy, a boy who had been stupid for ten years, burst out with amazing power once he returned, giving everyone hope and illuminating the way forward.

Now that he is gone, Mo Zong's sky is falling, no one can lift his spirits to think about other things, but hold on to the faintest hope, hold on tightly, and refuse to let go.

If Ning Juzi died, what would they do?Where should they... go?

"Tiezi, what do you think that is?"

Liu Tong poked Liu Tie who was still moving the wood.

"Look over there, it seems to be... the direction of the ancestral hall?!"

Liu Tie didn't say anything and didn't look up.

External stimuli are not important to him.If he couldn't find Juzi, he would go and turn the main building upside down, just like what the master said, in life you have to meet people, and when you die... no, Juzi won't die, lucky people have their own appearance.

"Don't move yet!"

Liu Tong was very anxious.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously to make sure he was right.

"Look at the ancestral hall, is there a flash of light? It's not my eyes that flash that colorful light, right?!"

"Look quickly!"

He said it several times before Liu Tie finally raised his head.

It was night at this moment, and there was still rain in the sky. The dark clouds covered the stars and the moon, and only the dark sky could be seen.

But not far away, colorful rays of light shot straight into the sky, like constantly rotating and changing lampposts, it was as magnificent and magnificent as a miracle.

Liu Tie couldn't help but stop what he was doing, looked at it intently for a while, and nodded.

"It is indeed the ancestral hall."

Hearing what he said, Liu Tong scratched his head.

"Then...should we go and have a look?"

"In the ancestral hall, there are enshrined tablets of Juzi from all dynasties, and Juzi Ling is also inside. Maybe it's the spirit of the previous generation?"

"Go ahead."

Liu Tie lowered his head to move the wood again.

"I have to get Jizi out quickly, he must be in pain under the pressure, we can't let him suffer."

Hearing what he said, Liu Tong's face became sad.

Both he and Liu Tie are people who are valued by Juzi, and they worship and respect Juzi no less than each other.

But he was doing mechanical research, thought carefully and rationally, and saw reality clearly earlier than Liu Tie.

There is a high probability that their moment has been killed in this flood.

He was silent for a while, then patted Liu Tie on the shoulder.

"Then I'll go there first, the vision of the ancestral hall, I'm afraid something will happen."

Liu Tie didn't respond, and continued digging the wood wholeheartedly.

Liu Tong sighed and stopped persuading him, and walked towards the ancestral hall alone.

When he arrived, the gate of the ancestral hall was already full of people.

Now that the water in the city has receded a bit, everyone walked over lying in the muddy water, and the ancestral hall was still half immersed in the water.

The ancestral hall is the most sacred place of Mozong, where there are memorial tablets of Juzi from all dynasties.As the flood in the city receded a bit, Xie Zeng arranged for several disciples to come to clean up the ancestral hall, salvage the spirit tablets, and transport them to Jiulinghu New City to worship.

As soon as the few people opened the gate of the ancestral hall, they were stung by colorful lights.

The disciples were shocked.

It's not that they haven't entered the ancestral hall before, and they know that besides the spiritual tablet, there is also Mo Zong's sacred object, the Token.

The wooden spiritual tablet does not emit light, could it be Ji Ziling?

Several people took a closer look, and it was really Ju Ziling!

I saw that exquisite jade tablet, which looked extraordinarily detached in the messy ancestral hall, and it was placed on the high platform neatly, shining with light.

"Ju...Ju Ziling...appeared...appeared?!"

someone exclaimed.

Plop plop plop.

The three of them knelt down together and kowtowed to Ju Ziling.

And as if echoing their kneeling, the light emitted by Ji Ziling became brighter and brighter, and even pierced through the dilapidated roof of the ancestral hall into the night sky, which was particularly conspicuous against the dark sky.

Soon, the crowd gathered, and Ji Ziling seemed to feel that the crowd was about the same, so he restrained the beam of light and focused on projecting lines of words on the remaining mud wall of the ancestral hall.

——My fellow disciples, I am Ning Fei, the seventh-generation Juzi.I escaped from the flood by chance, and now I am in a foreign land, and I will choose a day to choose an opportunity to return, so my colleagues don't have to worry about it.

As soon as the first sentence came out, the crowd immediately burst into cheers, and many people squatted down directly, crying with joy.

Moko is fine!Moko is not dead!Their hope is alive!

Cheers, weeping, and then everyone knelt down in unison, saluting to Ji Ziling.

miracle!This is a miracle!It is a miracle that belongs exclusively to Mozong!God bless Moko!God bless Mozong!

Xie Zeng was the most excited, but the words thrown by Ju Ziling kept appearing, so he and Mu Donglai tried to keep their eyes wide open, for fear of missing a word.

This is news from Jizi thousands of miles away, so you must read it clearly!

Then there are several tasks arranged by Ning Fei.Knowing that other people are fine, the big guys felt much more at ease in an instant, and they were in the mood to think about work.

Unknowingly, this young man with a friendly smile has become Mo Zong's most solid mainstay.As long as Ning Fei is in Mozong for one day, everyone in Mozong will be fearless, and they will have the spirit to overcome the great difficulties.

"Juzi is not at home, so we have to do our homework well, and we can't be lazy when people are not around!"

"Who is lazy?! I have always been diligent. If Jizi saw the bolts I have studied during this time, he would definitely praise me for my brains."

"Xiaozhi and Xiaogui, you two are good at crafting. Recently, you have been taking care of other people in the group. Production will start soon, and our group must not be left behind by others!"

"I can see the drainage ditches in the corn field very well! Recently, I have also figured out something, let alone, the crops that Jizi found are really a bit tempered!"

There was a lot of chatter, and the atmosphere was relaxed, as if the vibrant Mo Zong had returned.

Mr. Xie nodded with satisfaction.

When he just found out that Ning Juzi was buried, Mr. Xie's legs were weak, and he almost passed out a few times. He held his breath and wanted to save people.

Now that he knew he was fine, he felt a little weak, and it was Mu Donglai who helped him, so he didn't have to sit on the ground.

"It's okay, it's okay."

The old man muttered.

"Of course it's fine."

Mu Dong came with a stick of neck.

"It's been said that Juziji people have their own celestial features, and they will return safely sooner or later. Let's do what Juzi ordered first."

"That's right."

Xie Zeng continued to nod, and stretched out his hand to greet Hassler to come over.

"Go to Ding'an City's Dadu Protectorate and tell the Feng family that Juzi and Mr. Feng are safe and sound. Don't make them worry."

"okay!"

Hasler responded and left beaming.

Speaking of disasters, the situation in Ding'an City is much worse than that in Jiuling City.

Jiuling City is a new city, and its planning and construction are all based on the planning map exchanged by Ning Fei from the system mall. The design is scientific and reasonable.The infrastructure material is epoch-making reinforced concrete.These houses look ordinary, but when it comes to the critical moment, the earthquake resistance is still much better than ordinary mud grass brick houses.

Although there are cement and brick houses in Ding'an City, they do not use steel bars, and they cannot be demolished and rebuilt like the new city.Therefore, although Ding'an City was not at the epicenter of this earthquake, many old houses were still greatly affected, and the collapse of walls and houses was inevitable.

However, the Feng family has guarded the border for many years, and their prestige in Ding'an City cannot be shaken.Even in the event of a catastrophe, the order in the city is not in the slightest chaos.When Hasler entered the city, he had already passed the closing point, and the soldiers guarding the city heard that Mo Zong had come to deliver an urgent letter, so they made an exception and let him enter the city.Along the way, many frontier soldiers were busy clearing up the ruins and rescuing the wounded. Everything seemed to be in order.

At that time, the guard of the capital, Feng Bosheng, was working with several staff members on the relief of the victims, when suddenly a soldier came to report that the disciples of Mozong had entered the city late at night, saying that there was something urgent to report, and they were already waiting outside the door.

Mo Zong?

this point?

Feng Dahu frowned.

Mo Zong's Niubei Mountain is not far from Ding'an City, and this time it is likely to be doomed. Could it be that the people here are asking for help at this time?

Thinking of his own eldest son's petty thoughts towards Ning Xiaozi, Chief Protector Feng immediately recruited someone to come in.

Several staff members and masters were very knowledgeable, they quietly retreated to the side room to wait, leaving room for the chief guard.

They also heard about the alliance between the Feng family and Mo Zong, but this matter is more sensitive, they are not suitable to participate, and cannot participate.

This was Hasler's first time meeting with Chief Protector Feng alone.In the past, when Ning Zazizi wanted to send any letters, he would directly ask him to pass them on to Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng is deep and unpredictable, and Hassler feels sympathy for him every time he sees him.

Now that Mr. Feng and his own son were in disaster together, he could only ask his father to explain the situation.

"What? You said, Mu Ye was washed away by the flood?"

Feng Dadu stood up abruptly, his eyes wide open, his expression solemn.

"When did this happen? Isn't he at Jiulong Lake?"

So Hasler told how the eldest son reported to Mo Zong and how to stay temporarily, which made Feng Daduhu's face frozen and his heart grumpy.

Grass!This son of a bitch really moved his mind, and chased after him to sell it to others. This is really shameless!

He ran to other people to hold on, and caught up with the earthquake and flood. This time, all of them were washed away, but he found a chance!

Although worried in his heart, Chief Protector Feng has confidence in his son.Gouzi dared to go deep into the grassland single-handedly when he was a teenager, and the northeast direction was not the base camp of the barbarians, so with his ability, the danger was not great.

As long as you don't die in the earthquake and flood, you will probably succeed when you come back.

But he couldn't directly scold in front of outsiders, so he had to bear it again and again, finally took a deep breath, and managed to calm down.

"You said that boy Ning sent you a letter saying that he and Mu Ye were washed up on the Tuotuo River by the flood. Do you know where they went?"

Hearing the general guard's question, Hassler shook his head.

"This moment didn't say anything, and he probably didn't know about it himself."

He paused, then added another sentence.

"And they weren't just two, there was a kid named Clay following them."

"And they have a boat, which was built by Juzi in his spare time. The Tuotuo River dried up a long time ago, and now it has washed out of the river again because of the heavy rain. Juzi and the others drifted away along the river, and now they are said to have landed by a lake. "

by the lake? !

Chief Protector Feng unfolded the map to check the location.

However, from the northeast of Yongxiguan, there is only a large desert, and there are no lakes marked, which is really hard to find.

"Didn't you say that the two of them were washed away by the water? How did you know so clearly what happened afterwards?"

Feng Dadu turned around, his eagle-like eyes fixed on Hassler, and asked in a deep voice.

"According to you, they should be in the desert now, how can they send a message back? Could it be that something happened to Mu Ye and Ning boy, you are trying to trick me."

"No, no, no! The little one didn't lie!"

Hassler shook his head like a rattle in anxiety.

"It was Jizi who sent us the letter! We just received it."

"And they're not two, they're three, and there's a kid named Clay."

"What are you talking about, it has something to do with me!"

Duhu Feng gave a cold snort, his eyes were sharp, he cut Hasler's face like a knife, and grabbed his collar.

"I'll give you one more chance, if you dare lie to me, I'll cut you up piece by piece and feed them to the dogs!"

Don't look at Feng Bosheng's daily laughing and joking, he seems to be a rough and straightforward person, but once he becomes serious, the coercion of the high position for a long time spreads instantly, making Hassler breathless.

His face was pale and he gritted his teeth, but he still bravely looked at Feng Dahu.

"I... I didn't say anything. It was really Jizi who sent the message to us! Many people saw it tonight...it's true!"

Feng Bosheng didn't speak for a long time, his eyes wandered back and forth on Hasler's face, as if he was considering where to dig first, which would be more tormenting.

After a long time, he suddenly let go of his hand and smiled.

"You are kind."

"Forget it. I can't help my father, knowing that he is safe and well, I feel at ease."

"You Mozong always have some tricks to talk about, and I don't bother to ask how you did it. Only one thing, if there is any news from Mu Ye, no matter what time, come to Ding'an City to inform me immediately, I'm fine too Make plans early."

Hearing what he said, Hassler breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed this test.

He responded repeatedly, and then bid farewell to Feng Dadu.

It was too late, and Chief Protector Feng didn't let him go, but kept him in the mansion for the night, and it was not that he didn't have the intention of observing.

When following the servants out of the main courtyard, Hasler realized that the clothes on his back had already been soaked in cold sweat, and the wind blew through the piercing cold.

The Chief Protector Feng just now was truly terrifying!For a moment, Hassler could clearly feel that the other party was definitely not telling a joke, but was seriously considering attacking him.

In his early years, Feng Bosheng was powerful in the grasslands, and he was the king of Hades who terrified the Hu family.Over the years, he has restrained himself, recharged his energy, and seemed to have lost his vigor, but in fact it was all covered up by him, and the true face was torn off.

This kind of coercion is completely different from the icy coldness and unfathomableness of Young Master Feng, but it has the same effect. It is worthy of being a father and son.

It's just that there is no danger for Jizi to follow such a person?

Thinking of this, Hasler's heart rose again.