The county seat of Yundian County.

Terrifying cracks appeared across the buildings and streets. Residents with pale faces sat in a daze in the open, looking at the county town that had been destroyed by the earthquake.

The sound of crying lingered in my ears.

The dust raised by the collapse of the building shrouded everyone's eyes like a veil and lingered for a long time.

Master Mingzhang and his disciples walked through the "gauze" and walked with heavy steps toward the area where Tan Cong's family lived. They searched carefully and finally saw their figures under a certain tree.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Ge Huai's brother and sister and Tan Cong's family were all there, Ming Ming's worried heart dropped a little.

"Slightly injured."

Ge Huai and the others live on the eighth floor.

When an earthquake occurs, too many people rush into the safe passages, and the building shakes violently. As they rush downstairs, they inevitably bump into walls or handrails.

Either the shoulders and arms were bruised, knocked on the head, bruised, or accidentally dislocated.

The dislocated person was Tan Cong.

In order to protect Tan Yirui in his arms, he was forcefully squeezed and dislocated, and his entire right hand is still weak.

"Master Ming, is he serious?" Ge Qinyao raised her eyes and stared anxiously at Mingming, who was checking Tan Cong's arm.

"Nothing serious."

Mingming reset him.

There was a faint "click" sound, and Tan Cong moved his arm according to his strength, and the pain seemed to be relieved.

After making sure that he could move normally, Tan Cong's parents, who were also worried about him, breathed a sigh of relief: "Master Ming, thank you."

"Should be."

Mingming bent down and sat beside them.

He stared at the crying residents lying on the edge of the cracks and ruins, and felt sad: "Too many people fell into the cracks."

Just during the period when he took Yunqi and Xunsong to race against the cracks, at least 30 to [-] people accidentally fell into the cracks.

"Oh, it's not safe everywhere." Father Tan followed his gaze and looked at the ruins where countless lives were buried.

A lengthy silence spread.

In an atmosphere full of sadness, depression and despair, they waited for the first extremely strong aftershock.

"Run! The crack is extending!"

In the blink of an eye, a crack extended into the open space. The people sitting around and resting, like frightened birds, stood up and looked for the next safe place.

Master Mingming and Tan Cong's family stayed away from the cracks. They never followed the crowds and crowded into crowded places. Instead, they always observed the cracks and adjusted their positions.

"Xinxin... pull, pull me!"

Diagonally in front of them, Liu Yan tripped over a gravel. She looked at the crack that almost reached the soles of her feet with panic on her face. She was so frightened that she couldn't use any strength. She just shouted to Yang Xinxin to pull her.

Yang Xinxin paused slightly.

She looked at the crack that seemed to be able to swallow everything, trembling and not daring to get close, and screamed: "Get up quickly!"

"me……"

Liu Yan, who is usually the sharpest talker, could not even utter a complete sentence when faced with the fear of death.

She trembled and lay on the ground. Seeing the crack widening and swallowing her legs, Yang Xinxin ran away without looking back.

There were screams.

Examples of people like Yang Xinxin turning a deaf ear to the pleas for help from relatives, loved ones and friends are happening in different places.

Those emotions of unwillingness, resentment, and despair are also like flying dust, shrouding Yundian County.

"Stop! The aftershocks have stopped..."

I don't know who shouted.

The people who were running around stopped, held their breath and felt it, and then gasped for air after confirming that the aftershocks were over.

Tan Cong's family and Mingming's master and apprentice were all there.

They looked at each other and sat in a tacit understanding in the open space a little away from the crack, gathering enough energy to face the second wave of aftershocks.

*
When the second wave of aftershocks came, Yan Shuo and Wen Yaxian, who were in Bailu Town, were also running wildly on the edge of the crack.

"Yan, Yan Shuo...save me!"

The person calling for help was Yan Shuo’s colleague.

His character and education were not bad, and Yan Shuo got along quite well with him. When he saw his lower body falling into the crack, he ran forward without hesitation and grabbed his arm.

Unexpectedly, during the process of pulling him up, a strong tree swayed and was about to fall as the earth trembled.

"Ashuo!"

Wen Yaxian's pupils shrank.

She tried her best to grab his arm and pull him back just as the tree hit him. "Boom──"

Dust is coming.

Yan Shuo fell to the ground, looking at the direction blocked by the dense branches, and his heart jumped into his throat in an instant.

He swallowed twice, not caring whether his colleague was dead or alive. He quickly stood up and held Wen Yaxian's hand, running towards the open space in front of the food processing factory.

Only when the feeling of shock disappeared could he stop.

"Does your hand... hurt?" As Wen Yaxian calmed down her breathing, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the blood stains on the back of his hand.

Yan Shuo lowered his eyes and took a look.

Three dazzling blood stains came into view, and he once again thought of his colleagues' horrified eyes.

"It doesn't hurt." He sighed secretly, looking at the place where the tree fell: "He should... It's a pity that I was too slow."

"With his weight, it's hard for you to pull him up by yourself." Wen Yaxian took out the tissue in her bag and took one to wipe the blood that overflowed under his skin: "So I don't blame you."

His colleague weighed at least 150 pounds, and since he fell between the cracks from his chest down, it was really difficult to pull him up.

"I know."

Yan Shuo just felt sorry.

He pulled back his thoughts and put the images in his mind behind him. He knelt down and sat on the ground, looking at the collapsed buildings around him and the people who were in a daze and crying.

The magnitude of the second wave of aftershocks became much smaller.

However, as the earth roared, the cracks left on the ground either expanded or extended to the front, back, left, and right, causing some people to accidentally fall into the cracks.

"Do you think that person looks like Liang Fan?" Wen Yaxian pointed at the man sitting on his knees not far away, crying and shouting "Mom".

"Who is Liang Fan?"

"Chi Anying's boyfriend, have you forgotten?"

"Can't remember the name."

But I know there is such a person.

Yan Shuo followed the direction she pointed, glanced at Liang Fan and Chi Anying's mother and son beside him, and then looked away indifferently.

He didn't care how Liang Fan's mother died, but when he saw too many people crying in grief, he sincerely hoped that the aftershocks would end as soon as possible and give them a chance to breathe.

*
As night fell, the aftershocks that were no longer dangerous ended, and the roaring sounds from the ground quietly disappeared.

Soldiers stationed in towns and villages took out large tents and pitched them in open spaces to provide shelter for residents while counting people and rescuing those still trapped under the rubble.

Many young adults volunteered to help.

They were busy until late at night, and the military, according to the leadership's instructions, moved those people whose houses collapsed and were seriously damaged to newly built residential areas in the county.

Chi Yue and the others are not on the transfer list.

The bungalow they lived in was not seriously damaged. There was only a crack across the front yard, which did not affect their living.

"What should I do about this crack?" Yao Chengwei raised his eyelids and took a look at the cross-cut crack with a width of less than 0.7 meters.

Sun Rui: "Looking for something to block?"

"It's difficult to operate." The crack is at least three meters deep. If you throw something into it, you don't know how much it will be enough.

"How many planks are there to put on top?"

"also."

They listened to Chi Yue's advice, took the wooden board she gave them, and placed it over the crack.

Xie Changxiao stretched out his foot and stepped on it to make sure it was strong enough, then stepped on the wooden board and walked to the opposite side: "You can come here."

They stepped on the wooden planks one after another and entered the bungalow that was not affected by the earthquake. They forced themselves to sleep and had breakfast together.

I worked with the soldiers for too long last night, and I didn't sleep for the rest of the night. At this moment, I looked completely exhausted.

No one was in the mood for small talk.

After filling their stomachs, they immediately washed up and went back to their respective bedrooms to take off their clothes that were stained with dust and dirt.

The curtains closed with a "wow" sound.

They slept until three o'clock in the afternoon. Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou rode their bicycles to Bailu Town and the county to see the situation.

After confirming that Yan Shuo and his wife, Master Mingzhang and Tan Cong's family were all safe and sound, Chi Yue left a bag of medicine to treat trauma and stopped staying in a place where there were military rescuers everywhere.

"Pray for the boat." On the gravel road, Chi Yue stepped on the pedals to close the distance with him, looking sideways at his face: "Let's leave when the sea water recedes."

"Where is the first stop?"

"Suishi?"

Wen Qizhou paused slightly: "Okay." He and Chi Yue looked at each other, raised their thin lips, and continued riding chasing the sun.


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