PNB Chapter 36: The Premonition of a Storm (3)
Chapter 36: The Premonition of a Storm (3)
"Ding ding ding!" A burst of rapid gong beating sounds suddenly rang out.
"After we've finished, everyone hurry up and get going! No more delaying!"
The officer's stern voice came again.
Huo Jianjie saw his two daughters arguing there and wanted to go over to ease the situation, but he was startled back to his senses by the sound. Before he could go, he quickly got up and hurriedly caught up with the exile team to continue moving forward.
Murong Ling'er placed the half-processed wood on the carriage, and then followed the carriage, looking at the increasingly gloomy sky. She thought to herself that she had to improve her carriage to shelter from the wind and rain.
She looked focused, her movements quick and efficient, and the tool in her hand quickly thinned the wood.
Chu Lingfeng also silently took out his dagger and joined in.
"The wind is getting stronger and stronger. I'm afraid it's going to rain a lot."
Murong Ling'er said as she worked, "We have to speed up and make this carriage more secure, otherwise we will all be in trouble once the rain comes."
Chu Lingfeng nodded and replied, "Yes! We have to make sure it can keep out the rain, and the carriage can't be too heavy to affect the movement."
Murong Ling'er measured the size and marked the wood with a dagger. Chu Lingfeng cut the wood according to the mark. Afterwards, Murong Ling'er secretly took a hammer and nails from the space and fixed the cut wood to the carriage frame to enhance its stability.
Chu Lingfeng assisted from the side, holding the wood tightly so that Murong Ling'er could hammer the nails more smoothly. The two worked together in perfect harmony.
Murong Ling'er picked up a larger wooden board and indicated the position. Chu Lingfeng understood and handed her the tools. She began to drill holes in the board so that it could be better installed on the top of the carriage later.
At this time, the wind gradually grew stronger, and Murong Ling'er's hair was blown a little messy, but the movement of her hands did not stop at all.
The tools in her hands flew up and down, and sawdust flew everywhere. With the joint efforts of her and Chu Lingfeng, a simple carriage soon took shape.
Urged by the police, the convicts struggled to quicken their pace.
Some people gasped and complained: "My body is about to fall apart, how can I continue on my journey?"
The people next to him echoed: "Yeah! If we get caught in the rain, we'll get sick and that's all." Panic and fatigue spread among the crowd.
"Mom, you are so amazing!" Murong Chen watched his mother make a carriage so quickly. Although it looked simple, it could effectively block wind and rain and was extremely practical. He was so happy that he couldn't help but praise her loudly.
"Sister, that's awesome!" Huo Zihao also shouted excitedly.
Murong Ling'er smiled slightly when she heard the children's praise. That smile seemed to have the power to warm people's hearts in this bad weather. She bent down and took out two large umbrellas from the big package in the car. Then she quickly untied a bundle of tightly bundled oilcloth and carefully placed it outside the car.
In fact, these umbrellas and oilcloths were secretly taken out by Murong Linger from her own space. Others didn't know and just thought she was well prepared.
At the moment this series of actions was completed, the cart, which was originally freezing and windy, suddenly became much warmer.
Just as Murong Ling'er carefully stuffed Huo Zihao and Murong Chen into the donkey cart, a deafening thunder suddenly sounded in the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the wind raged like a roaring beast, lightning streaked across the sky, and thunder and lightning intertwined together.
When Chifeng saw the sudden change in the weather, his heart suddenly skipped a beat and he instantly felt that the situation was not good.
He looked ahead eagerly, his eyes filled with anxiety, and shouted, "Everyone speed up, this rain is going to be very serious!"
He gave orders at the top of his lungs, his brow furrowed as he muttered to himself, "Why hasn't Xiaobao come back yet? Could it be that he couldn't find shelter from the rain?"
"Boss, it's going to rain heavily soon. What should we do?" the subordinate beside him asked anxiously.
Chifeng gritted his teeth and said, "First, give all the rain gear we can use to the prisoners and try our best to protect them."
"Although we have umbrellas and oilcloths, if these prisoners get caught in the rain, most of them will fall ill, right?" another subordinate added worriedly.
Chifeng's brows furrowed even more, and as he glanced at the entire team, he said, "We'll protect as many as we can and do our best!"
Chu Yinyin looked at the busy scene outside the car, feeling very complicated. She thought of her glorious days in the past, but now she had fallen into such a situation and had to rely on Murong Linger, a person she hated, to shelter from the wind and rain.
But faced with such bad weather, she really had no choice but to sigh secretly in her heart.
Chu Lingfeng sat aside, looking at his crippled legs, his heart full of guilt and helplessness. He hated himself for not being able to help everyone at such a critical moment. He could only watch others busy themselves while he became a burden.
Murong Ling'er didn't care about many things at this time. She just wanted everyone to be less affected by the wind and rain as possible.
"Really? What kind of weather is this?" Someone couldn't help but complain.
Chiffon took a deep breath and shouted, "Hurry up, the rain is coming soon. Hold on a little longer, there must be a place to shelter ahead."
At his urging, everyone quickened their pace, their expressions nervous and expectant, hoping to find a shelter to avoid the storm as soon as possible.
While urging the team to speed up, Chiffon shouted at the top of his voice: "Keep up, don't dawdle!" Everyone struggled forward in the cold wind, looking nervous and tired.
After Murong Ling'er settled the children, she couldn't help but feel worried. She looked at the increasingly dense lightning in the sky and frowned.
Murong Chen leaned out of the car, his voice tinged with fear: "Mom, will the rain be heavy?"
Murong Ling'er hurriedly comforted him, "Don't be afraid, Chen'er, mother is here!"
Raindrops as big as beans began to fall and hit people.
Complaints rose and fell from the ranks. "This rain came so suddenly! It's really terrible!"
"Can't God open his eyes?"
Chifeng was extremely anxious and kept looking around, hoping to find a place to shelter from the rain as soon as possible.
Just when everyone was almost in despair, a dilapidated temple appeared faintly in the distance.
Chifeng was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Hurry, there is a temple ahead, everyone work harder!" When everyone heard this, it was as if they saw a ray of light in the darkness, and they all quickened their pace.
Everyone hurried into the temple. Although the temple was dilapidated, it could still provide shelter from the wind and rain. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began to tidy up their wet clothes.
Chiffon looked around and found some hay and wood, so he started a fire to keep everyone warm.
Murong Ling'er found a clean place for the children to sit down and rest. She looked at the exhausted people and prayed secretly in her heart that the rain would stop soon.
However, the rain showed no signs of stopping and instead got heavier.
The howling wind, lightning and thunder outside made people feel uneasy.
At this moment, someone suddenly screamed: "Oh no! There seems to be a hole behind the Buddha statue!"
When everyone heard the sound, they looked and saw a pitch-black hole behind the Buddha statue, and no one knew where it led to.
Chifeng walked closer to the cave entrance and looked inside. It was pitch black and he couldn't see anything.
He hesitated for a moment, turned around and said, "I'll go in and take a look, you wait here." After that, he picked up a torch and walked into the cave carefully.