Accompanied by a deafening roar, the pitch black sky suddenly seemed to be filled with thousands of suns, shining so brightly that I couldn't open my eyes. The middle-aged driver immediately stepped on the brake pad, causing the van to violently bump a few times and the tires to make a piercing friction sound.
When I fell onto the seat and lifted my head, my eyes adapted to the glare after the lightning, and I was stunned.
A poplar tree with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters was struck by lightning, lying in the middle of the road. The car was less than one meter away from it, and it would hit the trunk head-on. A thick tree branch extended forward, like a devouring monster, resting on the windshield of the van. At this moment, it is still pouring rain, but flames have risen from the place where the tree trunk was struck by lightning. In the pitch black atmosphere, that little flame appeared particularly terrifying.
Oh my god! "The driver was also dumbfounded, lying on the steering wheel and afraid to move for a long time.
Although this is a rural dirt road, it should be congested with traffic on weekdays because it connects to City B. But because of the rainstorm, there is not even a car on the road at the moment. The pitch black sky, pouring rain, and deafening thunder echoed incessantly, yet the air was filled with a burnt smell.
No matter who it is, everyone will feel scared.
The three people in the car, like clay sculptures, dared not move their bodies for a long time.
After about four or five minutes, I finally woke up from the shock and said, "Master, what should we do? Let's go move the tree trunk away
Move it? How to move it? "The driver's voice was almost a roar:" Lei Gong is angry, dare you move the demon tree he hit
I visually inspected the thickness of the tree trunk and the length of the broken part, and believed that this section of poplar tree would weigh no more than five to six hundred pounds, making it impossible to resist. However, it is still possible to move the position and make way for a passage for the van. I understand the driver's feelings. He was almost struck by lightning, and coupled with his reverence for ghosts and gods, he really dared not move this section of the tree trunk.
If the driver doesn't do anything, then only I will do it. I have confidence in my strength and am confident that I can move obstacles away. So I got out of the car and walked to the front of the car. First, I forcefully broke the tree branch in front of the windshield. However, when I really tried to move the main trunk, I realized that my judgment was wrong.
The crown of this poplar tree is very large, with branches scattered and forming many support points on the ground. No matter which direction I move the main trunk in, these support points will give me an opposite resistance. It seems that in order to truly remove obstacles, one must find a saw and remove those branches in order to do so.
Zhang Jingyi also got out of the car, opened the sun umbrella, and wanted to protect me from the rain. But the fragile frame of the parasol couldn't withstand the baptism of strong winds. Before she even walked over to me, several umbrella ribs broke, and a beautiful parasol immediately turned into a pile of broken pieces of cloth.
It's raining heavily, go back and be careful not to catch a cold. This is a physical activity, and a weak girl can't help at all.
If it were Han Juan, I wouldn't say that, because Han Juan's strength is definitely much greater than the timid driver in the car.
Suddenly, the engine of the van made a loud roar. I was shocked to find that during those two seconds, the chartered car actually overturned backwards. After the van exited for more than ten meters, it made a sharp turn and turned its head before running towards the road.
Watching the light from the car's taillights gradually disappear into the rain curtain, I really want to chase after and smash the van. This driver is too extreme, he has no professional ethics at all. He ran alone and left me and Zhang Jingyi on this deserted village road with no village in front and no shop behind.
The location where Zhang Jingyi and I are currently is in the middle of the dirt road, about fifteen or sixteen kilometers away from both B city and Yang village. On this stormy afternoon, with no pedestrians on the road and no cars in sight, the driver left us alone here, which is truly insane.
However, I still noticed a strange phenomenon. This driver doesn't appear to be a very cunning person from the outside, as evidenced by his lack of concern for our charter price. Why did he leave us behind? He hit the gas pedal hard when reversing and almost fell into the ditch when turning. From various signs, it seems that he is on the run and has been frightened by something, desperately trying to escape from here, which is why he can't wait for us to get on the bus.
What did the driver see and why was he so scared? I looked around and all I could see were the smoke like rain curtain and the trees groaning in pain under the heavy rain. A gust of wind blew by, and the fields on both sides of the road made strange sounds of whistling and cheering, like millions of people shouting in pain.
Zhang Jingyi cautiously moved to my side and tightly grasped my arm. Zhang Jingyi's hands were trembling, not because of the cold, but because of her inner fear.
Lin Ge, what... what should we do
Take shelter from the rain
My answer was simple, but firm, and even had a hint of surprise in my tone. Because at this moment, I saw a little orange light shining on a small hill on the right side of the road. The light is unpredictable, it is definitely not the light emitted by an electric lamp, but the light from a torch or kerosene lamp. Although the light was very weak, it penetrated through a hundred meter rain curtain and happened to be seen by me.
With this faint light, I seemed to see the shadow of a house.
Great, there's actually a household there. If someone has a house, they will have a shelter from the rain, and there may even be boiling water and delicious farm food.
What an endless road ahead! I quickly pulled Zhang Jingyi down the dirt road and ran from a field ridge towards the source of the bright light, taking deep and shallow steps.
At the end of August, it is the season when corn grows at its highest and leaves are most lush throughout the year. I walked ahead and kept chopping the corn leaves in front with my arms. The soil soaked in rainwater is very soft, and every step on it sinks about ten centimeters. Soon, Zhang Jingyi's petite leather sandals fell off. Helpless, I had to pick up Zhang Jingyi at my waist and trek towards that glimmer of hope with difficulty.
Zhang Jingyi curled up her body, her arms tightly wrapped around my neck, and her hot chest leaned against mine.
In the cold wind and rain, I finally found a hint of warmth in the human world.