The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

Dugu was awakened by the neighing of horses.Mixed with the sound of rapid raindrops and faint thunder, he mistakenly thought that he had returned to the time when he was marching in the field in his dream.

When I opened my eyes suddenly, I realized that it was not a dream. I heard the raindrops pattering on the roof tiles, and I was surprised that the rain outside was so heavy.The rain was gradually increasing, and he slept particularly deeply last night. If he hadn't been particularly sensitive to the neighing of his mount, he might not have woken up.

My heart shuddered, the intuition of animals is far better than that of humans, is there something wrong?Sitting up suddenly, throwing off the quilt, it was empty.

"Song Wei! Song Xiaoyin!" Shouted twice, but there was no response, only the crackling raindrops like thousands of arrows being fired, accompanied by the sound of thunder coming from nowhere.

The memory still stays at the moment when the guy woke up at night, because he was sleepy, he couldn't tell how long it had been, and it felt like the two had spoken just a moment ago.I thought to myself, could it be that I still ran out to pee, what a problem.

There was another honking sound.

Something is wrong.An inexplicable chill swept over the nerves, and Dugu's heart rose to his throat for no reason.The sense of tension that can only appear when the two armies confront each other on the battlefield is full of dangers, but it actually appeared at this time.

He quickly jumped out of bed and rushed to the door, opened the door and was blown by the cold wind, only then realized that he was naked, turned around and picked up something around his waist, and rushed outside quickly.

A bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, reflecting the mountains and trees like mandrills and ghosts.After the lightning, the black clouds were as thick as ink, and you couldn't see your fingers.Just in the blink of an eye, the thunder that was originally faintly far away in the sky seemed to reach the ears, and the loud rumbling sound shook the ground and mountains.

Mu Ping Qin Xian also rushed out: "Young Master! The situation is not good, I'm afraid..." The second half of the sentence was completely drowned in the thunder.

The continuous explosion of thunder did not seem to come from the sky, but rather from the valley. The ground under his feet trembled, as if it might crack at any time.

Another flash of lightning passed by, and Dugu saw a waterfall popping out of the air for no reason, like a fairy pouring water from a cloud, and it fell straight towards the house in front of him.

The pond halfway down the hill collapsed.

His complexion changed suddenly, and he yelled at the two guards: "Go!" He rushed into the main room, kicked open the door of the main room, and dragged Mr. Ouyang out of the bed, who had just woken up and was still dazed. gallop.Mu Ping and Qin Xian also realized that one was dragging Lord Ouyang's long attendant, and the other was dragging the male master, desperately following the figure of the young master.

At the same time, after hearing a long hiss through the wind and rain, Dugu's horse broke free from the reins, leaped over the courtyard wall, and charged towards Feng Lingyun.

Dugu sent a whistle and threw Ouyang Minzhong onto the horse: "My lord, hurry up!" He turned around and flew back and forth.The horse was about to turn around, but was stopped by a yell from him, and he slapped his buttocks fiercely, and continued to run forward obediently.At this time, the judgment of animals is more acute and accurate than that of humans. Mu Ping and Qin Xian put down the person who was dragged out, and shouted: "Follow the horse!" and turned to follow his little lord.

After only two feet away, Dugu was stunned by the clear scene under the lightning, and stopped abruptly.

At this moment, the water of the collapsed pond rushes down with mud, sand, grass and trees, hits the wall of the tile-roofed house, destroys the fragile bricks and wood, and stirs up swirling waves, passes through the doors, windows and roof, and rushes to the mouth of the upper peak and valley. The coming mountain torrents converged into a more magnificent and viscous muddy yellow muddy water, like a monster, swallowing the houses on both sides and the clear stream at the bottom of the valley in an instant.

But for a moment, the white walls and blue tiles, the green trees and red flowers, the vibrant colors, the voices and smiles in the impression before falling asleep, all turned into a puddle of yellow mud.

Dugu Xian felt as if his soul had been taken away, he stared blankly ahead.The lightning disappeared, and the surrounding area was as dark as before. The pool of yellow mud seemed to be engraved in his brain, and it never dissipated, making him unable to see the rest.

The two guards immediately noticed his strangeness, and of course they also noticed that there was one person missing.However, in this situation, no matter who it is, it is a fluke to escape, and saving people can only save the people at hand.Compared with a court official, it is not a problem who should be rescued first for a little male favorite.

"Little Lord." Mu Ping called him, but there was no response, and immediately pulled his arm vigorously, "Little Lord, Shan Flood!"

Dugu suddenly came back to life: "Slam the door! As much as you can get out!"

Door panels cracked underfoot, and the roar exploded in the thunderstorm.Dugu only felt that his eyes were burning and stinging, and his heart seemed to have been gouged out for no reason. The cold wind and rain poured in endlessly, causing a kind of hollow pain.

He kicked open the doors of one house after another, and brought out one person after another, thinking: Why didn't Dudu have time to save him?

Why, Dudu, it's too late, save him?

Then I thought, if I do it all over again, can I save him?

If you still choose one of the two, there is no need to ask for the answer.

Looking up at the furious sky, perhaps, this is God's will.

Most of the villagers hadn't slept well at first, and ran out quickly after being disturbed by the trio.There are only a few dozen households in the mountain village, most of them live here, and a small number live on the opposite side. Fortunately, there are more residents further down the mountain stream.Before the stone bridge was washed away, the two strong men ventured over to report the news.Those who escaped safely from this side finally gathered at the top of a slope downstream, where Dugu's horse stopped.There are so many rocks in this place, so it has not been cultivated, and there are few people.The rainwater cannot be stored, and flows down the stone trough to the bottom of the valley.

Half an hour later, the rain stopped and the sky began to brighten. Only then did people see clearly that the bottom of the valley was not a flood, but a thick yellow mudflow, rushing down from the upstream valley mouth until the second stone bridge. The stone gradually decreased, turning into a stream of muddy water.Looking at it as a whole, it is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, like a huge funnel.Wherever this funnel occupied, there was nothing left but yellow silt.About five or six houses were washed down.

As soon as the rain stopped, the crying started.Even if they are not relatives, in a small mountain village, they have close contacts and relationships.Sadness brewed by the disaster enveloped the crowd.

Some villagers couldn't wait to go back and check their houses, but Ouyang Minzhong stopped them.Although the rain has stopped, no one knows which part of the mountain has softened and may cause a new subsidence at any time.

I stayed at that house last night, just below the Pitang.If it wasn't for a temporary distinguished guest, this family would definitely not be spared.The hostess was shocked, and brought his wife and children over to kowtow to thank him.

Ms. Dugu didn't bother to speak, she just waved her hands.Mu Ping helped him send people away.Ouyang Minzhong was sitting on the rock next to him, only then did he realize that the little boy pet next to the young master had disappeared, and asked, "Why don't you see Mr. Song?"

Dugu turned a deaf ear to it.Qin Xian had no choice but to answer for him: "My lord, I didn't have time, Mr. Song..." Thinking of that lively and lovely young man, he felt very sad.He also thought of his horse, the good horse that he had followed for several years, but was accidentally buried here, making him even more sad.

Ouyang Minzhong was taken aback.Then I remembered the situation at that time, and immediately understood.Dugu Xian saved himself immediately, so it was too late to save his little boy favorite.

Sighing inwardly, it was a pity, and could only say: "Natural disasters are unpredictable, please be patient with me, Young Master."

I heard Dugu Mian whispering: "I brought him here, but I failed to protect him." Looking sideways, he didn't look very sad.

Ouyang Minzhong thought: When he was alive, he stayed with him day and night, and he was just like that when he died.

I only heard Dugu continue to say: "I brought him here, so I should send him back. Master Ouyang, when can we start cleaning up the sand?"

Ouyang Minzhong was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "As long as the weather is good, today is fine. But before that, we must send someone to check the situation on the top of the mountain and eliminate the hidden danger of landslides."

Dugu stood up: "Then I will take the guards up to have a look, there is Mr. Lao here."

Ouyang Minzhong said: "Why are you in such a hurry? When the villagers are temporarily resettled, wouldn't it be safe to find a few strong laborers who know the way?"

Dugu Mian looked ahead, was silent for a moment, and said: "Xiao Yin'ai is very clean, I can't bear to let him stay here for too long."

Ouyang Minzhong was at a loss for words.

Mu Ping added cautiously: "My lord and our luggage tokens didn't have time to bring them out. It's better to find them earlier."

Young Lord Dugu ran out almost naked, and in a hurry, he only grabbed the undershirt that was used as a rag in the middle of the night to hide his shame. Of course, the villagers who had not been affected by the disaster had sent him shirts and trousers to wear.Wearing a farmer's attire on him, the rich and noble style is gone, and it adds to the meaning of melancholy and leisure.Looking at his back, Ouyang Minzhong felt that he was actually quite uncomfortable, and felt even more uncomfortable in his heart.

Song Wei walked for an hour before crossing the mountain road and reaching the flat ground.When we first came out of the mountain, the rain wasn't too heavy, but later it poured down, almost blinding people.After barely walking for a while, he still wanted to persevere, but he gave up. He passed by a bamboo shed where a farmer was keeping watch at night, pawing his hooves and refusing to go any further.

In desperation, he had no choice but to lead the donkey into the bamboo shed to hide from the rain.The bamboo shed has no walls on one side, air leaks on three sides, and the top is covered with thatch. When it rains, it rains heavily outside and lightly rains inside, but nothing is better than nothing.When the wind was a little stronger, the whole shed would topple and rattle, as if it would be uprooted by the wind or completely collapsed by the rain at any moment.Song Wei waited in fear for a long time, but she couldn't help being amazed that she was still not broken or collapsed.

Sitting and being drenched in the rain, I soon felt cold, so I crawled under Ern Ang's stomach and squatted.I just hope that the rain will decrease soon so that we can start on the road again.I also want to cool my heart like this, whenever I meet someone on the road, I will ask for hot water to rest for a while before talking.

The long night is boring, the wind and rain are bleak.I have never been so miserable in my life, but it seems to be much better than some vague tragic past in the depths of my memory.Rubbing the hair on Er Ang's belly, chatting some gossip.

"Do you think that insanity will be so angry? It doesn't matter if he is so angry, as long as he doesn't trouble his mother. I don't think so, what do you think?"

Um Ang felt comfortable and uncomfortable being grabbed by him, Uh Ang let out a cry.

"You see, he is a dignified young master, and he is on such an important imperial mission. He will definitely not come to us specially. When he returns to the capital, he will not have the opportunity to go to the Western Capital immediately. If I can't see it, He is lonely on a long journey, bored on the road, and uses me to pass the time. After the good times in the capital are over, even if he is angry at this moment, he probably won't remember it for too long. When I see my mother later, let's run with the Gao family caravan Go to the northwest. Although the fight with the Gao family was bloody, after such a long time, it's time to turn the fight into a jade silk, don't you think..."

Rubbing her nose: "Speaking of which, I'm pretty good at bedtime in the mental hospital. If it weren't for this life, I would only want to marry a woman... Hey, I can only tell you this..."

Song Wei thought to herself: Well Ang is the most reliable, who else in this world can be more reliable than a donkey?

There was a burst of lightning and thunder.Song Wei was afraid that there was only a slightly higher place nearby, and if he was lucky enough to be struck by lightning, he dragged Er Ang to stand in the middle of the road.In a blink of an eye, I remembered that when I got out of the shed, I would count myself tall, whether it was a lightning rod or something, and hurried back into the shed, squatting under the belly of the donkey.

Another rumbling sound came from a distance, and unlike the previous thunder, this time the echo was particularly long.Accompanied by a series of roars, the ground seemed to shake, not to mention the bamboo shed above the head.

"Hmm-hmm--" the donkey raised its head and barked non-stop.

Song Wei was horrified, is there going to be an earthquake?Probe to see, the night is thick, the rain and fog are misty, there is really an earthquake, there is no place to hide.Simply stand up, listen carefully, and judge carefully.The sound that shook the world for ten miles came from the place where he had just left.

The sound didn't last long, because it was too loud, the lingering sound lingered in my ears, as if it was still hovering in my head.

Song Wei stood silently for a long time.Of course he knew that the voice was unusual.

Familiar faces these days passed before my eyes, even the aunt who gave me half a jar of pickled melon shreds yesterday, but just met once, is also vivid.

He climbed onto the donkey's back and said softly, "Well, let's go back and have a look."