The Mountain God Fought the Flood (1/3)
At the very edge of the Hundred Lands Mountain Range, there is a mountain village located at the very upstream of a waterway.
Since the torrential rains and floods breached the Guifang Kingdom and entered these Hundred Li Mountain Range, this area has become the front line for flood control and disaster relief.
In this day and age, even the term "flood control and disaster relief" was first coined by Li Boyang.
Prior to this, torrential rains and floods were recognized as natural disasters.
The Mountain Folk living in the Hundred Lands Mountain Range often encounter these natural disasters.
All they could do was abandon their villages, migrate, and then reclaim the land the following year.
Until recently, people from Li Household Village, who had predicted the impending flood, came here.
They came here together with Li Household Village.
There is also a mountain god who is over ten meters tall and has four arms.
Under the guidance of the man from Li Household Village, the mountain god led the nearby villagers to build a dam at the weakest point of the watercourse.
Due to the extremely rushed circumstances, the local Mountain Folk could only temporarily construct a simple dam using stones, soil, and wooden piles.
Every moment, this makeshift dam is being destroyed.
Every moment, more Mountain Folk are carrying wooden stakes and stones to carry out emergency repairs.
Braving the raging wind and rain, with half their bodies buried in the mud, they still struggled to carry bag after bag of soil...
The stones were carried up the embankment.
The resilience and will to win displayed by the Mountain Folk at this moment completely astonished the mountain god who had come to help.
"Are they all crazy?"
A golden rope, stretching into the void, was wrapped around his neck.
The mountain god gazed at the humans who had been overturned by the rain and raging waves, yet still stubbornly climbed back up; the shock in his heart was beyond words.
"Because they are different from you, they know what they are doing."
"Also braving the heavy rain and running along the muddy dirt road," said the Qiwa from Li Household Village in a steady voice.
Qiwa from Li Household Village is a poor household in Li Household Village.
His mother ran away with someone, his father Wen hit his head, and he himself was very young.
If it weren't for Li Boyang's help, and his joining the Production Brigade after he grew a little older, he probably would have died three years ago.
It was precisely because of this groundwork that
When Li Boyang suggested that someone was needed to go to the front line of "flood control and disaster relief," Qiwa chose to come to the village without hesitation.
And what about you?
Do you know what you're doing?
Looking down at the boy, who was only the size of his own palm, the mountain god's voice sounded particularly angry.
"Your prophet only asked you to survey watercourses and design dams--"
"But you insisted on coming to this place, the worst affected by the floods."
"Do you know that if anything happens to you, your prophet will be the first person to kill me!"
The mountain god roared furiously, straining against the golden rope that came from the void.
It is obvious that this mountain god did not come to the front line of flood control and disaster relief voluntarily.
This mountain god is one of the many Ghost God that escaped from Flying Peak.
However, after Li Boyang obtained the God-Binding Cord, he was the first to be captured and brought back.
Perhaps considering Xiluo's thoughts and feelings, or perhaps the Rain Master's prior arrangements had an effect, Li Boyang's attitude towards these Ghost God and gods was actually quite contradictory.
As initially intended, Li Boyang did indeed turn a blind eye to those Ghost God didn't cause trouble.
Li Boyang would only kill those Ominous Deity and evil gods who were still obsessed with killing and human sacrifice.
In fact, given the power of Li Boyang and Xiluo, coupled with the precedent of Heaven-Eroding Lord, this was a formidable force.
There are very few Ghost God who dare to provoke Li Boyang.
However, the key issue now is that there are very few Ghost God who dare to step forward and cause trouble.
But there are many simple-minded troublemakers like the Mountain God across the entire Hundred Lands Mountain Range.
These Ghost God, however, did not engage in widespread destruction and slaughter.
However, due to their beliefs and identities from a thousand years ago, they frequently clashed with local spirits, Mountain Folk, and even the Gods of the Hundred Lands.
This is precisely what Li Boyang had overlooked before.
Faced with a situation where ignoring the problem was not an option, and killing the perpetrators was also not feasible, Li Boyang ultimately chose to intervene once again.
Since no one in this era is qualified to judge or Spirit Transformation, then I'm willing to be the first!
Holding a philosophy of conduct completely different from that of the Witch of the Huai River.
Li Boyang completed the elimination of these troublemakers in a very short time.
All the Ghost God dared to cause trouble but did not perform a human sacrifice were captured by Li Boyang and brought back to Flying Peak.
However, this time Li Boyang did not simply lock them up.
Li Boyang attempted to subtly change the thoughts and beliefs of these old-fashioned Ghost God and gods through labor and ideological reform.
This mountain god was among the first batch of Ghost God certified by Li Boyang, whose danger level was deemed to have significantly decreased.
As for the golden rope wrapped around the neck of the mountain god?
That is the God-Binding Cord from Ghost God Cliff.
As long as this thing exists, even if the mountain god escapes to the ends of the earth, Li Boyang can pull him back at any time.
Most importantly, the Ghost God bound by the God-Binding Cord will lose their divine Divine Power, and even if they want to escape, they can't get very far.
"Yes, I know exactly what I'm supposed to do."
Carrying a sandbag more than twice the size of the others, Qiwa looked up at the Mountain God and said.
"I'm here precisely because I know what I'm supposed to do."
"Even if it's just to protect me, you will do everything in your power to guard this dam for me."
A glint of cunning, typical of Mountain Folk, flashed in Qiwa's eyes.
Because, as he said, without himself and the mountain god here...
This dam should have been breached by the raging flood several days ago.
Although the mountain god has lost his Divine Power, the strength bestowed by his physique still remains.
Just standing here, even if it's just habitual paddling, is equivalent to the combined labor of a hundred Mountain Folk.
Furthermore, to protect the Qiwa, the Mountain God dared not paddle too vigorously, even when swimming.
When necessary, they would even rush to the front line and use their bodies to plug the gaps that had been breached by the flood.
"Kid, do you know that your body has already exceeded its limits?"
"Even if I protect you, and you manage to survive this flood, you're destined not to live long."
Watching Qiwa, panting heavily, handing over his tasks to the Mountain Folk.
The mountain god, forced to jump into the flood to lay the foundation for the dam, roared to the sky, his furious words even causing the dam to tremble.
"That's not something I should care about, and it's certainly not something you should care about."
Having also realized his physical limits, Qiwa laughed amidst the worried gazes of the surrounding Mountain Folk.
Unfortunately, despite fighting on the front lines of this flood for 24 hours straight, Qiwa's smile only drew more worried looks from the Mountain Folk.
Anyone could see that Qiwa's smile was very forced.
Despite its robust physique, it stood less steadily than some elderly, weak, women, and children under the battering of the wind and rain.
"Qiwa, why don't you go back and rest?"
As he approached Qiwa, the village hunter loudly offered words of comfort.
Amidst the sounds of raging winds, torrential rain, and floods, the hunter's voice reached Qiwa's ears clearly.
"No, I'm fine."
Smiling, Qiwa shook his head at the hunter and pointed loudly to a gap that was about to burst open in the distance.
"I'm the only one here who knows how to manage floods, so I can't rest yet."
"You guys hurry and check that breach; it could very well be the point where the next floodwaters will break through."
"I'll have Yan Xiaojun drive some temporary wooden stakes there later. You guys need to figure out how to move more stones and soil before the next flood peak arrives."
The "Yan Xiaojun" mentioned by the Qiwa naturally refers to the four-armed mountain god.
In a sense, the reason why this village was able to build this highly functional simple dike before the flood struck was thanks to that reluctant mountain god.
"I understand, we'll go there. You should rest here for now!"
The hunter could only sigh helplessly, clearly worried about Qiwa's condition.
This time, Qiwa did not refuse the hunter's kindness.
Instead, he sat down against the wall that was constantly battered by the torrential rain.
To prevent himself from being swept away by the flood while resting, Qiwa tied a thick rope around his waist to a nearby wooden stake.
Before long, Qiwa fell into a deep sleep.
Only the mountain god, who had resurfaced, stood amidst the flood, gazing at the mortal with an expression that was hard to decipher—whether of admiration or speechlessness.
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