A Farm Girl: Three Acres of Fertile Land Can Be Exchanged for a Country

Chapter 65 Good Luck

From a distance, I could see several dark figures on the ground, but when I got closer, I realized they were all people.

They were all strong and robust, seemingly villagers, dressed in coarse clothes and cloth shoes.

As soon as Tian Weitang disembarked, a crowd came to greet him. One of the older men said, "Lord Tian, ​​you've finally arrived!"

Tian Weitang asked, "What happened?"

The man explained that the area where they had slept the previous night had suddenly collapsed, destroying not only the makeshift shelters used to protect them from the wind and rain, but also causing many villagers to fall in.

Because the able-bodied young people were discussing plans for the next day and thus escaped, most of those who fell were the elderly, weak, women, and children.

They were buried under the mud, and it was unclear whether they had been washed away by the water. They called out but received no response.

Everyone stayed up all night, eagerly awaiting Tian Weitang's advice.

Upon hearing about this, Tian Weitang immediately became serious and said, "Where is the landslide? Take me to see it."

The villagers led the way, and Tian Weitang followed.

Lieutenant Li ordered the soldiers to rest here for a while, and he and Wutong and the others also went over.

The landslide site was right next to the gap, less than 100 meters away. As soon as you walk over, you can feel the water mist rushing towards you.

The villager stopped, pointed to a spot, and said, "This is it."

They looked over and saw that the soil there was fresh, indicating that a large section had collapsed.

Lieutenant Li asked, "This place is so close to the breach, why did you choose to camp here?"

The villager said bitterly, "Sir, you don't know this, but this is where we used to descend the mountain. We always used ropes to get down from here. The soil here has always been exceptionally firm, much better than other places. Who knew that after being washed away by the water, it would become the most vulnerable spot?"

Tian Weitang cautiously walked to the edge and looked down a few times. The mist blocked his vision, and he could not see clearly. All he could see was a dark mass.

"Have you gone down to check?"

The villagers shook their heads: "It's too dark at night, we haven't gone down to check yet."

Tian Weitang then asked, "Where are the ropes you used to use when you went down there?"

The villagers immediately ran to a nearby spot, searched in the grass for a while, and pulled out two thick vine ropes.

Tian Weitang gripped the rope with his right hand, looped it around his left arm, and tightened it. He found that although the thing was old, it was very sturdy.

He immediately made a decision: "I'll go down and take a look."

The villagers were shocked: "Huh?"

Tian Weitang said, "Waiting here won't solve anything. We need to go down and see for ourselves. If there are any people there, I'll bring them up, and you can help catch them."

He made a move to jump, but Lieutenant Li reached out to stop him and shook his head: "Sir, you are the prefect of this place. If something happens to you, what will happen to the people? I will go instead."

Tian Weitang said, "No need, no need. Commander Li still has to go back to guard the border. We must not let anything happen to him here."

The two kept refusing, neither willing to give in.

Wutong weakly raised her hand beside her: "How about I do it? I'm light and agile, so I'm the safest."

The two looked at her: "You..."

Nanxing hugged Wutong tightly around the waist: "I won't let you go!"

Zhao Sanyang waved his hand: "Alright, alright, everyone stop arguing, I'll do it. I'm a grown man, born and raised in the mountains, climbing mountains means a lot to me."

After some discussion, it was finally decided that Zhao Sanyang would go down, while the others would go up to greet him.

Zhao Sanyang tied the rope around his waist, gripped it with both hands and feet, rolled up the sleeves of his military uniform high, revealing the still-unnoticeable muscle undulations beneath his exposed skin.

Grey pigeons circled overhead, and he grinned, revealing two rows of large white teeth: "I'm going down."

Wutong nodded deeply: "Good luck."

The rope loosened, and Zhao Sanyang's body slowly descended, finally disappearing into the mist.

Everyone was on tenterhooks, waiting anxiously up there.

Wutong silently counted down the seconds in her heart, feeling as if each day was an eternity.

About twenty minutes later, the grass there suddenly moved. She rushed over to take a look, and the others also gathered around.

A hand emerged from the bushes, but it wasn't Zhao Sanyang's.

They pulled the person out; it was a boy who was filthy from head to toe.

"You are……"

The boy blinked nervously, then rushed towards the villagers, crying, "Dad..."

The villagers were in tears, patting his back and sighing with emotion.

Tian Weitang told him to ask the boy about the situation down below, but the boy cried and couldn't explain clearly. He only knew that it was all mud down there and that an older boy had rescued him. He didn't know anything else.

Wutong took a deep breath, grabbed the rope, and said, "I'll go down and help too."

Nanxing couldn't stop her, and he refused to separate from her, so he grabbed another rope.

Since Zhao Sanyang went down and rescued the people, it means that he is quite safe.

Saving lives was the priority, so Lieutenant Li immediately decided to select several soldiers skilled in climbing to form a five-man team, which then descended as well.

After much effort, the sycamore tree finally managed to put its feet on the ground.

It's quite dark here, with very little light, and the air is so humid that it feels like you're inhaling countless water droplets with every breath.

The soil beneath our feet had all fallen from above, mixed with grass and twigs, giving off a damp smell and feeling rather unsettling.

Nanxing was still up there. She turned around to catch Nanxing, and the two of them took a few steps forward, holding each other's hands. Suddenly, their feet sank into the ground, and they both fell into the soil.

Wutong screamed, its hands flailing wildly, grabbing at tree roots or vines, clinging on tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

Nanxing's situation was similar to hers; both of them had fallen into trouble before they even got started, and they were both terrified, unsure if they could make it out alive.

Wutong strained to look up and vaguely saw a few faint rays of light shining down from above. As she looked, a hand suddenly reached out from the light.

Zhao Sanyang's familiar voice rang out: "Hey, what are you guys doing down here? Quick! I'll pull you out!"

He pulled the two of them up one by one, and they stepped into the mud with lingering fear.

Zhao Sanyang, his hands and face covered in mud, looked at them and laughed heartily: "Wow, you guys look pretty good!"

Wutong and Nanxing exchanged a glance and realized that they were both covered in mud, with only their eyes blinking blankly.

Wutong raised the back of her hand and rubbed her face, but it didn't get her clean at all; it was better than nothing. She asked, "Did you find anyone else?"

Zhao Sanyang shrugged: "We're still looking. They should all be buried underneath. Be careful when you're looking. This place is like a trap; there are pits everywhere."

As they were talking, two more people were lowered down from the rope; they were soldiers sent down by Commandant Li.

The soldiers saw them, waved happily, and took a few steps forward.

Wutong reached out and cried out urgently, "Heart! Stop!"

It was too late; the two soldiers, just like the others before them, fell into the mud with a terrifying thud.

End of this chapter