Traveling through ancient times to survive

"Listen to Uncle Li and just watch from a distance. Don't do anything rash." Zhao Chengchuan patiently told his daughter, then looked at Li Wu with a serious expression, "Brother Li, Qing Ya is in your care. Please take care of her."

Li Wu also understood why his good brother was fussy.

"I know. She's my niece. How can I not worry about her?"

The two of them quickly rushed towards the direction where the sound came from last night. The sound of flowing water became clearer and clearer, and the two of them slowly approached.

A wide river appeared before my eyes. The melted snow rushed down with the snow accumulated on the mountainside last night. The huge kinetic energy carried away the trees, rocks and soil along the way.

The fast-moving river, carrying a large amount of unmelted ice, rushed rapidly toward the foot of the mountain. Occasionally, some animal carcasses and floating trees appeared on the river, but soon disappeared.

The trees along the river bank were tottering under the rushing water. As expected, they would soon be uprooted and lie dead on the water. It was visibly that the river was getting wider.

Zhao Qing couldn't help but sigh. The animals on the mountain had barely escaped the severe snowstorm but died in the flood after the snow melted. Life on the mountain is becoming increasingly scarce, and it is unknown how long it will take to recover its former vitality.

Li Wu explored downwards along the direction of the water flow and told Zhao Qing to stay there. After Li Wu could no longer be seen, Zhao Qing quickly climbed up a nearby tree and looked into the distance.

As far as the eye can see, most of the white snow line on the mountainside has collapsed, revealing the true appearance of the brown peaks. The melted snow water is divided into several huge streams and rushes down. The roar can be faintly heard here.

Only after Li Wu came back did Zhao Qing jump down from the tree.

"Qing girl, what kind of environment did you observe from the tree?"

"Most of the snow on the mountainside has melted, and the snow water has split into several waterfalls. Judging from the direction of the water flow, our temporary residence is still safe for now."

"It's not too bad. The river splits ahead, and one of the branches is heading right towards the village. The village may not be saved."

The two returned to the temporary camp, which was in a mess. Many people were crying and the atmosphere of grief was floating in the air.

"My house, land, and property are all gone!"

"God has left no way out. My family of more than a dozen people have worked so hard to accumulate more than a dozen acres of land, but now it's all gone!"

It seemed that the people who went to explore at the foot of the mountain came back first. The two told the news from the mountain to the worried village chief. Finally, they got good news. At least the camp did not need to be moved anymore. The village chief cheered up, thanked the two, and sent them away.

After returning to the shed, Wang Mei was sewing masks with a nervous expression. The youngest Zhao Dezhang was helping to cut the fabric. There was no sign of Zhao Chengchuan and Zhao Deyan.

"Mom, where are Dad and Big Brother?"

"Your father felt that the stored water was not enough, so he took the eldest brother and Xiao Heng to store snow again."

"I'm going to help too."

Zhao Qing came back and left again without even taking a breath.

Wang Mei shouted at the top of her voice: "Hey, wait a minute, what are you in such a hurry for! Do you know where your father is?"

"I know!"

Zhao Qing had already run a long way, and as soon as she saw the turbid river water, she had an idea.

Clean snow is becoming increasingly difficult to collect, and it is urgent to create a filtering device.

First, find some clean stones and crush them into soybean-sized pieces, then find some gravel and fine sand.

Take out the necessary tools from the space button, two clean wooden barrels, cotton cloth, cotton, and charcoal.

First, use a knife to dig out soybean-sized holes at the bottom of one of the wooden barrels, then lay two layers of cotton cloth, and then lay cotton, fine sand, charcoal powder, gravel, crushed stone, and cotton cloth layer by layer in order.

After the tools were made, Zhao Qing stacked the modified wooden barrel on another empty wooden barrel and scooped some muddy water from the small pit for testing. Soon the water level in the upper barrel slowly dropped, and the sound of dripping water came from the lower barrel.

When the sound of water stopped, Zhao Qing lifted the filter barrel and looked at the bucket below. The water inside was crystal clear and was exactly the same as the water he usually used.

The filtration device was successfully made. Zhao Qing picked up the things on the ground and went to the place where Zhao Chengchuan often went.

When they arrived at the place, the three of them were carefully collecting the remaining snow on the branches. The temperature had risen a little compared to yesterday, and the snow was melting faster. It took the three of them a long time to fill the three wooden barrels.

"Dad, big brother, brother Heng, I'm here."

Hearing the sound, the three of them turned around at the same time.

"Is the work done? How's the situation?" Zhao Chengchuan asked first.

"It's done. The situation is neither good nor bad. There are several torrents rushing down. Fortunately, they are all some distance away from our residence on the mountain. The bad thing is that the village at the foot of the mountain has been flooded."

Zhao Chengchuan sighed: "Although I had expected it, it suddenly became a reality, and I still feel a little uncomfortable."

Zhao Deyan comforted him: "Dad, you are lucky to be alive. If you lose your wealth, you can earn it again. But if you die, you really lose everything."

The father and son were sad for a while. Li Heng really couldn't understand. What was so sad about losing those worthless houses and land at the foot of the mountain? Wasn't it easy for Zhao Qing to make money with his ability?

Zhao Qing had the same idea. For her, the house at the foot of the mountain was just a place to sleep. If it was gone, she could just build a new one. There were still four gold bars at home.

But for Zhao Chengchuan and his son, that was their home, the place where they started over after separating from the old house. If it hadn't been for this accident, it would have been their home for the rest of their lives.

Zhao Qing and Li Heng looked at each other and had the same question. Both of them were immersed in the atmosphere of grief. The two of them stood aside and couldn't fit in at all. The atmosphere was really awkward. Li Heng had to change the subject and asked Zhao Qing the reason.

"What brings Sister Zhao Qing here?"

"I have an idea for a tool that will save us from the hassle of getting water."

"What tool?" The two sad people finally came to their senses.

"A water filtering device that can remove dirt visible to the naked eye and filter muddy water into clear water that can be drunk after boiling."

Zhao Deyan became interested and quickly shook off his depressed mood, his tone carrying a hint of excitement.

"Really? How do you do it? Is it difficult?"

Li Heng became more and more confused. Could it be that there really were immortals who preached in dreams in this world?

How could an ordinary girl from the mountains, whose experiences since birth were all very ordinary, who had never been to school, nor studied under any hermit, and who could barely read and write, and whose most extraordinary thing was that she was a little stronger, suddenly know so much knowledge that no one else knew?

If Zhao Qing's relatives who had lived with him for more than ten years had not had any doubts, Li Heng would have suspected that some mountain spirit or monster had taken over his body. However, he did not know that he had inadvertently missed the truth.