I am not a lucky star through time travel

They were unwilling to leave, so Lin Qiao had no choice but to persuade them one by one.Because of the advantage in appearance, good-looking people are always easy to get the favor of others, and Lin Qiao is different from those government servants, and he doesn't put on airs at all. However, under Lin Qiao's persuasion, several old people let go He agreed to move away.

As for those who were unwilling to leave, Lin Qiao had no choice but to hand them over to the yamen servants, and they would be taken away even if they were tied up.

The yamen servant in charge of the relocation followed Lin Qiao for a long time, and when he saw that Lin Qiao had finished his work, he faltered and asked, "Master Lin, so much money..."

"I will pay for the extra part myself, and I will send it to Master Yao after the flood is released."

After Lin Qiao said this, the yamen servant naturally had no objection, and he still sighed in his heart, after all, it was the princess who was rich and powerful.

On the second day, after breakfast, there were villagers wearing coir raincoats and bamboo hats, braving the heavy rain, carrying big bags and small bags, dragging their children and women out of the mountain.

By the end of the day, they had all moved away.And those who were unwilling to move away were pressed away by the yamen servants.

Lin Qiao was about to use his supernatural powers to sense whether there were any villagers left behind. A yamen servant came to report that another embankment near the county town had collapsed. The official road of the county was also washed away, and now the county has become an isolated city.Moreover, the water level has been rising.

I don't know how many hours have passed since the county government came here to report the letter. Lin Qiao was extremely anxious. What's going on in the county seat?

In fact, the county town is okay, and there are city walls to stop it, but the situation of the thousands of victims in the resettlement camps outside the city is not good.

Lin Qiao threw away the heavy coir raincoat and bamboo hat, and only carried a package for cover, and then shouted to the four yamen servants present, "Let's go now, I'm going to blow up the mountain."

However, the servants refused to leave because they were ordered by the county magistrate Yao to protect the princess.

Seeing that they didn't listen to him, Lin Qiao had no choice but to lead them towards the exit.Go up the mountain first, and when they are about to go down the mountain, Lin Qiao deliberately lags behind, and then kicks these people down the mountain one by one while they are not paying attention.

He was afraid that these people would be frightened when the zhayao exploded later.Moreover, because of the heavy rain, the lead wire could only be made very short, and he would have to use vines to light the fire, so he couldn't let these yamen servants be by his side.

Besides, the way down the mountain is not steep, and there are dense bushes that he secretly spawned to protect them. These people can't fall to their death.

After dismissing the yamen servants, Lin Qiao quickly ran back to the place where the zhayao bag was to be placed.

Sure enough, on the mountain next to the water, the river water rose by more than one meter compared to last night.If you don't do anything, I'm afraid the county will be lost.

Lin Qiao immediately spawned vines, and made several huge leaves grow from the top of each vine, wrapping the zhayao bags to prevent them from being drenched by rain.Afterwards, the fuses were ignited, and the vines were used to send them to the designated location before the explosion.And he himself was sent to a safe place by another vine.

After a while, the place where the zhayao bag was placed rang out one after another, and the mountain with a thickness of more than ten meters was blown down instantly, forming a gap more than ten meters lower than the mountains on both sides.

The swollen water in the Anqing River quickly rushed to the gap.The muddy flood gradually covered the bottom of the valley, and the water level slowly began to rise.

When the water level rose to almost reach the foundation of the house, Lin Qiao suddenly felt something strange, so he immediately sensed it with his supernatural power.

Nima!There was actually another person on the mountain opposite him!Still a kid!

Who is this who forgot the child?Are there such irresponsible parents?Lin Qiao was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He ran all the way, like Tarzan of the orangutan, climbing the vines, swinging from tree to tree, and rushed to the opposite mountain about ten miles away from the gap.

When he arrived at the child's location, he saw a ragged, yellow and emaciated child lying in a shack built with a few branches.Lin Qiao couldn't help feeling sad for a while, the child was probably abandoned by others.

Seeing him appear, the child didn't react at all, just lying motionless.At this time, the water had risen to less than ten centimeters away from them.

Lin Qiao lifted the child out of the wet shack and put it under his arm.I sensed the surroundings with my supernatural powers, and there were no other humans around except for them and the yamen servants at the exit of the basin.

Lin Qiao, who was relieved, climbed the vines and swung towards the exit again, not afraid of being seen by the child with his strange behavior.

Swinging around in the trees is indeed a bit strange.But this child is at most three or four years old, so he probably doesn't know anything.

Lin Qiao only stopped to walk when he reached near the exit of the basin.At this time, the four yamen servants also struggled out from the bushes, seeing him, they didn't know what to do.

Why did the princess kick us just now?Is it because it is too dangerous to blow up the mountain and worry about us?Or does the princess think we are in the way?

Lin Qiao doesn't care how these people make up for him, as long as the supernatural ability is not seen by them.

Several people came to the mountain next to the water, and saw that the water level of the Anqing River had indeed dropped.On the other side of the basin, the water has almost risen to the threshold of the house.

According to the speed of flood discharge, the situation in the county town should improve tonight.Lin Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, carried the child, and followed a few yamen servants to the temporary settlement for Niujiapeng villagers. It was a very large cave with a protruding roof, which just blocked a large open space. When it rains, half of the villagers live in the cave and the other half live in the open space outside, which is not particularly crowded.

Lin Qiao found the village head and asked, "Whose child is this? Why is no one caring about him?"

The village head was embarrassed, and he said after a long time, "His parents are gone."

"Then there are no other relatives?"

"His grandparents also died years ago, so no one cares about him."

The village chief took a careful look at Lin Qiao and said, "There is still a cousin, but he also has many children, no..."

Seeing that Lin Qiao's face was getting worse and worse, the village chief didn't dare to continue.

"Then trouble the village chief to call his cousin over here."

As soon as Lin Qiao finished speaking, he felt the child who had been silent before suddenly tugging on his pants tightly.

After a while, the village head brought a black and thin man over. Seeing Lin Qiao, the man knelt down on the ground and begged tremblingly, "My lord, please forgive me! There is nothing the grassroots can do! There are too many children in the family. I can't control him!"

Just when Lin Qiao wanted to ask this person if he could raise the child if he was given some money, he felt that the child was shaking violently.

What's going on here?Lin Qiao lowered his head and touched the child's forehead. He didn't have a fever!

So he asked, "What's the matter with you? Are you scared?"

The child didn't speak, but hugged Lin Qiao's leg tightly, with his face pressed against his pants, and didn't look at anyone.

Through the clothes that were almost torn into strips, Lin Qiao saw a raised centipede-like scar on a small piece of the child's slightly clean skin. His heart sank. Did he get beaten?

He tore off the child's clothes again, and sure enough, his body was covered with scars.

Who did this?How old is this kid, and he was beaten like this?

Lin Qiao was furious, pointing to the scars on the child's body, he asked the village chief, "Who made the scars on his body?"

The village chief didn't dare to look at Lin Qiao, and the boy's cousin even fell to the ground.

"Whoever tells me how he got his injuries, I will reward him ten taels of silver."

Seeing that a few villagers were about to move, but they didn't stand up for a long time, Lin Qiao said, "If you don't know how his injury came about, then you don't even want the resettlement fee."

The villagers who were unanimously silent just now became excited and shouted one after another:

"My lord, it's none of our business!"

"My lord, it was his wife who did it."

"Yes, it was his mother-in-law who beat her with bamboo roots."

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But the boy uncle who was pointed at by everyone did not refute, but kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, "Please forgive me! Please forgive me, my lord!"

Lin Qiao looked at a yamen servant next to him, and the yamen servant immediately stepped forward and grabbed the boy's cousin by his clothes, dragged him up, and asked, "Did your mother-in-law beat him?"

"Yes... yes..." the little boy's uncle stammered, his body shaking violently.

"Why did you beat him?" the yamen servant continued to ask.

"My mother-in-law...doesn't want...to raise him, because she thinks that he...eats...too much..."

"Raise him?" The yamen servant sneered, "His parents didn't leave any fields? Didn't they leave any houses?"

"..." The little uncle fell silent.

The yamen servant shook his clothes a few more times, and asked viciously, "Are you staying or not?"

"Stay... stay." The little uncle was frightened to death, and said hastily.

"How many fields have you left?"

"Three...no, four...acres."

"Leaving four acres of land, isn't it enough to support a child?" The yamen servant spit at the child's uncle.

The child was abused like this, and the village head didn't care about it, and let others throw him in the mountains.

Lin Qiao picked up the child and said coldly to the village chief, "Find him a set of clean clothes."

After a while, the village head found clean clothes and brought a woman to help the child wash his body, but the child held Lin Qiao's leg tightly and did not let go.

The village head is actually a man with seven senses. Seeing that Lin Qiao has been protecting the children, he thought, the dog is so sloppy, this adult does not dislike it, maybe he likes the dog a little bit.It would be great if the adults could take the dogs in, it would be a good place to go.

Seeing that the child refused to change his clothes all the time, he was afraid that Lin Qiao would get tired of this dog, so he boldly threatened, "If you don't dress cleanly, the adults won't like you."

Sure enough, the child slowly let go of his hand.After changing his clothes, he immediately rushed over and hugged Lin Qiao tightly.

Lin Qiao felt sore and asked, "What's your name?"

The appearance of the child reminded Lin Qiao of Brother Zhuzi and Er Niu.However, although Brother Zhuzi and Er Niu were abused when they were young, their situation is always better than that of children, at least they still have a place to stay.

The child did not speak, but still bowed his head.The village head said again and again, "My lord, the dog doesn't like to talk, so don't be angry."

Lin Qiao touched the child's head and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't be angry."

The heavy rain kept falling, Lin Qiao looked towards the basin through the rain curtain dripping down from the top of the mountain, wondering what the situation is now?