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Chapter 186 Mountain God Fights the Flood (13)

At the very edge of the Hundred Mountains, there is a mountain village located at the very upstream of the watercourse.

Since the torrential rains and floods broke through the Guifang Kingdom and entered these hundred-mile-long mountains, this place has become the front line of 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 people living in the mountains of Baidi 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 Lijia Village, who had predicted the impending flood, came here.

They came here together with Lijiacun.

There is also a mountain god who is over ten meters tall and has four arms.

Under the guidance of the man from Lijia Village, the mountain god led the nearby villagers to build a dam at the weakest point of the water vein.

Due to the extremely rushed circumstances, the local mountain people could only temporarily use stones and soil, along with wooden piles, to build a simple dam.

Every moment, this makeshift dam is being destroyed.

Every moment, more mountain villagers are carrying wooden stakes and stones to carry out emergency repairs.

Braving the raging wind and rain, with half of their bodies buried in the mud, they still struggled to carry bags of soil and stones up the embankment.

The resilience and will to win displayed by the mountain people at this moment completely astonished the mountain god who had come to help.

"Have they all gone mad?"

A golden rope that stretched 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, and the shock he felt 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 Qiwa from Lijia Village in a steady voice.

Qiwa from Lijia Village is a poor household in Lijia Village.

His mother ran away with someone, his father hit his head, and he himself was very young.

If it weren't for Li Boyang's help, and his joining the production brigade when he was a little older, he probably would have died three years ago.

It was precisely because of this groundwork that things were laid.

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.

"how 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 that was the worst affected by the flood."

"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 ghosts and spirits that escaped from Feilai Peak.

However, after Li Boyang obtained the Binding God Rope, He was the first to be captured and taken back.

Perhaps it was to take into account Xi Luo's thoughts and feelings, or perhaps it was the Rain Master's prior arrangements that had taken effect...

Li Boyang's attitude towards these ghosts and gods was actually quite contradictory.

According to his initial plan, Li Boyang did indeed turn a blind eye to those ghosts and spirits who didn't cause trouble.

Li Boyang would only kill those fierce and evil gods who were still obsessed with killing and human sacrifice.

In fact, with the deterrent power of Li Boyang and Xi Luo, coupled with the precedent of Shi Tianjun, the situation was quite different.

There aren't many ghosts or gods who dare to provoke Li Boyang.

However, the key issue now is that there are very few ghosts and gods who dare to step forward and cause trouble.

But there are many simple-minded troublemakers like the Mountain God across the entire Hundred Mountains.

These ghosts and spirits, 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 people, 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 an option, Li Boyang ultimately chose to intervene once again.

—Since no one in this era is qualified to judge or educate the gods, then I'm willing to be the first!

Holding a philosophy completely different from that of the Huaijiang witches, Li Boyang swiftly eliminated these troublemakers.

All the ghosts and gods who dared to cause trouble but did not carry out killings or human sacrifices were captured by Li Boyang and brought back to Feilai 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 ghosts and gods through labor and ideological reform.

This mountain god was among the first batch of ghosts and spirits certified by Li Boyang, who felt that the danger level had been significantly reduced.

As for the golden rope wrapped around the mountain god's neck?
That is the Binding Rope 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 ghosts and gods bound by the Binding Rope will lose their 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 that was more than twice the size of the others, Seventh Brother looked up at the Mountain God and said.

"I am here precisely because I know what I am 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 people, flashed in Qiwa's eyes.

Because, as he said, it wouldn't be possible without him and the mountain god here.

This dam should have been breached by the raging flood several days ago.

Although the mountain god lost his divine power, the power bestowed by his physique still remained.

As long as He stands here, even if He just habitually paddles, it is equivalent to the combined labor of a hundred mountain people.

Not to mention, in order to protect the Seventh Brother, the Mountain God didn't dare to paddle too hard, even when he was 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 for long."

Watching Seventh Brother, panting heavily, hand over the task to the mountain people.

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, Seventh Brother laughed under the worried gazes of the surrounding mountain villagers.

Unfortunately, despite fighting on the front lines of this flood for 24 hours straight, Qiwa's smile only drew more worried glances from the mountain villagers.

It's obvious to anyone that Seven's smile is very forced.

Despite his robust physique, he stood less steadily than some elderly, weak, women, and children under the battering of the storm.

"Seventh Brother, 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 Seven's ears clearly.

"No, I'm fine..."

Smiling, Seven 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 for now."

"You guys hurry up and check that gap; it could very well be the breach for the next wave of flooding."

"I'll have Tongyao go there and drive in some temporary wooden stakes. You guys need to figure out how to move more stones and soil before the next flood peak arrives."

The "Gaoyao Jun" mentioned by the seventh child naturally refers to the four-armed mountain god.

In a sense, the reason why this village was able to build this simple dike with such complete functions before the flood came was because of that reluctant mountain god.

"I understand, we'll go there. You should rest here for a while!"

The hunter could only sigh helplessly, clearly worried about Seven's condition.

This time, Seventh Brother 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, Seventh Brother 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 one of admiration or speechlessness.

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(End of this chapter)