Chapter 789: Tang Ye's Words Become a Prophecy!

"Most of the villagers have already been relocated; there are only one or two left now.

They are both elderly, and their temperaments are quite stubborn."

Ma Wu said with a look of difficulty on his face.

"Take me over there; I will do the work myself," Ji Shaoquan said in a decisive tone.

Ma Wu immediately led Ji Shaoquan to a house at the foot of the mountain and raised his hand to knock on the door.

A woman's voice soon came from inside, filled with a bit of confusion: "Little Wuzi, why have you come again?"

Ma Wu pushed the door open, stepped aside to let Ji Shaoquan enter, and hurriedly explained:

"Auntie, this is Secretary Ji from the town. The rain is extremely heavy right now, and there are signs of a landslide on the mountain behind us; a mudslide could be triggered at any moment.

Let's evacuate to a safe place first, and once the rain stops and it's confirmed safe, we can come back."

The old lady was over eighty years old this year, her face covered in wrinkles of varying depths.

Upon hearing this, she still stubbornly shook her head:

"I'm not leaving. You all go. I'm old, and I can't walk anymore."

Ma Wu sighed helplessly and glanced quietly at Ji Shaoquan.

Ji Shaoquan crouched down gently, his face full of anxiety, and softened his voice: "Auntie, I know you have feelings for this village and this home, but as long as people are alive, even if the house collapses or the village is destroyed, there is still hope for rebuilding."

The old lady still shook her head, her eyes full of obstinacy: "I'm not leaving. My old man is buried in the backyard; if something really happens, I'll just be buried with him."

The rain grew more and more intense, the bean-sized raindrops drumming against the roof, and the final evacuation deadline was drawing closer.

Ji Shaoquan sighed inwardly and beckoned to Ma Wu, who hurriedly followed him outside the courtyard.

"Quickly arrange for a few strong young men to carefully and forcibly relocate the old lady; don't let her get hurt," Ji Shaoquan said in a low voice.

Ma Wu was stunned for a moment and responded hesitantly: "Well... that's the only way."

After saying this, he immediately turned to find people, soon bringing back three young men and giving them low-voiced instructions.

The young men rushed into the house with light steps, soothing the old lady's emotions while carefully securing her, and quickly carried her onto the evacuation vehicle parked at the door.

Ji Shaoquan stood by the side of the road, looking at the pitch-black sky, a complex emotion rising in his heart.

At first, he had thought Tang Ye was making a fuss and worrying needlessly.

But now.

This torrential rain was falling endlessly!

Perhaps, Tang Ye's words had truly become a prophecy.

Just then, a staff member hurried over to report: "Secretary Ji, according to your instructions, the villagers have all been relocated to the town's assembly point. It's just that County Magistrate Tang and his team are still on the mountain surveying; I just called them, but I haven't been able to get through."

A look of worry immediately appeared on Ji Shaoquan's face, though he tried to speak as calmly as possible: "The weather is so bad, and there's no signal in many places on the mountain; it's normal not to be able to get through."

He knew clearly that with such heavy rain, the road conditions on the mountain were already complicated.

Tang Ye hadn't brought a guide when he went up the mountain, so it was very easy to get lost.

Suddenly, a muffled sound exploded from the mountain peak!

The sound was deep and shocking, as if a giant had slammed his fist through the earth's crust.

Immediately following, brown-yellow mud surged out from the split mountain pass.

At first, it was just a few thin streams flowing down the hillside, but in the blink of an eye, they converged into a roaring, turbid wave, rolling down while carrying broken stones and snapped branches.

Ji Shaoquan's face turned deathly pale in an instant, as if painted with white lacquer, and his voice trembled: "A mudslide... a mudslide... has erupted!"

"Secretary Ji, let's go! If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!" The staff member beside him hurriedly pulled him toward the car.

"But County Magistrate Tang and the others are still on the mountain!" Ji Shaoquan broke free, his gaze fixed tightly on the direction leading into the mountain.

"Sigh... we don't even know their exact location; even if we wanted to save them, there's no way!" The staff member stamped his feet in anxiety, his tone full of helplessness.

The turbid waves continued to grow, half-meter-square boulders wrapped in the mud, rolling like toys;

Pine trees as thick as a bowl were uprooted, their branches and leaves drooping, spinning in the mudflow like withered twigs.

In almost the blink of an eye, the mudslide approached the village at the foot of the mountain.

The old wooden house at the entrance of the village didn't even have time to emit a muffled sound before it was instantly swallowed by the turbid waves, leaving only a few broken wooden planks spinning on the crest of the wave before being quickly and completely covered by the newly surging mud.

The roaring sound of the surging mud drowned out the rain, sounding so deep that it felt as if the earth were trembling slightly.

Turbid mist spread along the valley, and even the gray sky was dyed a stifling gray-yellow.

The originally flat cement road disintegrated instantly under the impact of the turbid waves, shattering into chunks of concrete;

The field ridges were also washed into gullies of varying depths, the mud mixed with farm tools that the farmers hadn't had time to retrieve.

The sharp corner of an iron plow occasionally peeked out from the mud, flashed a cold light, and was quickly swallowed by the rolling mud bubbles, disappearing from sight.

Sitting in the evacuation vehicle, Ji Shaoquan looked out the window at the village behind him, his heart full of helplessness and worry.

The mudslide had rushed down from the mountain, which meant Tang Ye and the others would be the first to encounter danger.

At this moment, it was highly likely they had already met with disaster!

Ji Shaoquan was in the last evacuation vehicle.

Just as he arrived at the town's assembly point and got out of the car, Ma Ran rushed over like a madman.

He scanned the crowd, but didn't see Tang Ye's figure.

He felt as if his soul had been extracted, his mind in chaos, as if it were about to explode.

"Where is County Magistrate Tang? Where is County Magistrate Tang?" Ma Ran grabbed the people around him to ask, finally rushing to Ji Shaoquan and grabbing his arms with a death grip.

Ji Shaoquan bit his lower lip, his eyes red, his voice hoarse as if ground by sandpaper, carrying irrepressible grief.

"We waited at the foot of the mountain for a long time, but County Magistrate Tang and the others never came down, and the phone calls never went through."

"You fucking bastard!" Ma Ran's eyes were red as he shook Ji Shaoquan violently, "You didn't pick up County Magistrate Tang and the others, so why did you come back first? Arrange a car to take me back immediately; I'm going to get County Magistrate Tang!"

Ji Shaoquan didn't feel good either; he had seen the horror of the mudslide with his own eyes and knew that Tang Ye and the others had likely perished.

He couldn't let Ma Ran go and take risks, so he reached out to press down on Ma Ran's shoulders.

"Xiao Ma, calm down."

Ma Ran clenched his fists tightly until his knuckles turned white, struggling to calm himself down, yet his voice still trembled: "Give me the car keys, I have to go back and find them."

"Xiao Ma, don't be impulsive!"

Qiao Lin hurriedly stepped forward to grab him and loudly urged!

"The mudslide has already washed away the road into the mountains!

In the face of nature, we humans are too insignificant.

If you go back now, you are just a mantis trying to stop a chariot!

Not only will you be unable to save County Magistrate Tang and the others.

You will also put yourself in danger!"