The autumn of the ninth year of Jinghan in the Wu Dynasty, evening. Search: \(?Complete?Book?God?Station) to read high-quality literature for free.

Hangzhou.

The setting sun cast a desolate red glow. In a violent tremor, the usually gentle West Lake churned as if boiling. Distant mountains and nearby waters were enveloped in an indescribable dread by this sudden force of nature.

"Get under the table! Get under the table!"

On the large boat, the sounds of countless chairs and tables being moved, dishes falling and shattering, mingled with shouts of panic and screams. People fell, people ran wildly, colliding with each other. For this moment, the entire space was filled with helpless panic. Ning Yi grabbed Su Tan'er and Xiao Chan's hands, then pushed them under a round table. Wen Ding, Wen Fang, the Luo Tian couple, and others nearby also reacted and ducked in.

However, the necessity of hiding like this was not great. After hiding under the round table for a while, everyone realized that the shaking of the boat was not actually very strong. The earthquake was buffered by the lake water, and what was transmitted to the boat was mainly swaying from side to side. This ship was not a sea-going vessel, and its earthquake resistance was insufficient, but because of its large size, it was still relatively stable. Apart from the initial terrifying force, the rest of the shaking was bearable. It was just early evening, and the boat had not yet been fully lit, which was perhaps the most fortunate thing.

Then, with another loud crash, a boat on the other side swayed over and collided with this one.

The mooring area of Xiaoyingzhou was not large, and so many boats were parked together. Considering that the wind on West Lake was not strong at this time, the boats were moored close together. At this time, the water waves transformed the tremor into swaying, and almost all the boats on Xiaoyingzhou were colliding with each other. There was a cacophony of sounds between boats, and between boats and the dock. Screams, panic, and shouts came from afar, mixed with the roar of the earthquake, rising and falling.

Ning Yi was stunned for a moment, listening carefully to these sounds. Su Tan'er squeezed his palm: "Juan'er and Xing'er, Juan'er and Xing'er..." She realized that the shaking on the boat was not very strong, it was just that the entire world was filled with such noisy sounds. Ning Yi glanced at her, then patted her hand: "It's okay." In such a hasty situation, he didn't have much experience in dealing with it. This big boat should be fine. In fact, the most important thing during an earthquake was to avoid being hit by falling objects or crushed by collapsing structures. But at this time, there were no skyscrapers. He hesitated slightly, then said: "I'll go to the deck to take a look."

Crawling out from under the table, someone was already shouting in front, "Don't panic, don't panic, it's okay!" Ning Yi pushed away a person running towards him and pointed to the table next to him, shouting, "Get under the table!" Looking back, Tan'er and Xiao Chan had also run out, followed by Su Wen Ding and Su Wen Fang. He wanted to yell, but thinking that the deck outside might be safer than here, he didn't say much. He started running shakily towards the outside.

The deck of the boat was also full of panicked people. Ning Yi looked around. The entire Xiaoyingzhou was shaking violently. The bridge was collapsing, the trees were swaying, and the distant Baoning Temple was constantly losing tiles in the setting sun, seemingly disintegrating into small pieces. One of the pillars of a pavilion collapsed, and then the entire pavilion began to fall. Occasionally, waves splashed onto the lower embankment walkway.

Ning Yi looked into the distance, but was surrounded by boats. Their painted boat was small and was blocked, so he couldn't see it at all. The planks connecting the large boat to the pier were rattling loudly, but these things were originally built on a grand scale. Even getting on a carriage seemed spacious and sturdy, and at this time, there were no signs of them falling apart.

The people on land were less fortunate than those on the boats. Some soldiers in low-lying areas had already fallen into the water, struggling desperately. Several monks near Baoning Temple were running for their lives, not knowing where to run. One monk fell into the water, then struggled to climb back up. They originally lived here, so they were good at swimming.

There was a brief blank period in Ning Yi's thoughts. In the next moment, Su Tan'er suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted, "Old Wu! Old Wu... Husband! Look!" Her expression was panicked. Among the countless trembling trees, Ning Yi saw the scene vaguely revealed over there. It was the shore where their painted boat was moored. The boatman, Old Wu, was vaguely hugging a tree on the embankment. His leg seemed to be injured and bleeding. These boatmen were not afraid of falling into the water, but it seemed that he had been hit by something when the earthquake occurred. The painted boat should be over there, but for a moment, no one came down to help him back onto the boat.

"I'll go over there, don't come! It's safe here!" Ning Yi shouted decisively, and headed towards the planks connecting the boat to the shore. The big boat shook again. He steadied himself, went over to take a closer look, and the connection between the boat and the shore was not about to collapse or break. Ning Yi took a breath and ran over quickly. He had already run onto the planks when he heard Su Tan'er shout, "I'm going too."

"You..." Ning Yi turned back and reached out his hand. The couple staggered onto the shore, almost falling. At this time, the ground under their feet was shaking violently, and the entire field of vision was blurred. Then they heard a seemingly intermittent shout, "Young Master, Miss..." Xiao Chan had already run halfway. She ran in a panic.

Just as she was about to reach the ground, the plank suddenly trembled, and she fell to the ground. Ning Yi reached out and grabbed the front of her clothes, and Xiao Chan also hugged his arm with both hands. Ning Yi pulled her over, and her small face was shaking violently in his field of vision.

If the big boat was hit violently again, the planks, several meters wide, might shovel towards this side. Ning Yi pulled the two women and quickly left. He saw Su Wen Ding and Su Wen Fang running down as well. Su Wen Fang almost fell, but was pulled by Su Wen Ding. The two big men didn't have any accidents. Ning Yi blinked: "You... damn..." He had been a decision-maker for so many years, and was strict whenever there were emergencies, but at this time, he was not in the mood to say anything. In fact, Su Wen Ding and Su Wen Fang were more suitable for helping than Su Tan'er and Xiao Chan, but if they came, Su Tan'er and Xiao Chan would probably be even less willing to stay on the big boat.

The five of them staggered towards that side. In fact, Ning Yi was not trying to save the boatman. It was just that someone was left on the boat, and the boatman was injured, but no one came to help him. There were probably other problems on the boat. What Ning Yi and Su Tan'er were anxious about was the safety of Juan'er and Xing'er. In this crisis, no one could be altruistic. If Juan'er and Xing'er were also on the big boat, even if the boatman and even the coachman, Dong Zhu, who had come all the way with them, died, Ning Yi and the others would probably not have disembarked to take the risk.

Shaking, collisions, huge noises, a shaking field of vision, miserable screams, boats and people falling into the water. A section of the embankment where the five of them had just run collapsed suddenly, and almost half of the road, along with a large tree, collapsed into the water. After all, Xiaoyingzhou was surrounded by embankments and dams. In such a tremor, some places had already begun to collapse. Ning Yi only glanced at it and ran faster while supporting the others.

Arriving at the painted boat, the small painted boat was still docked at the shore, and even the ropes were still tied to the shore. It was hard to say how serious the boatman's leg injury was, but he was just frightened. Ning Yi grabbed him and threw him onto the painted boat. Just as the man was thrown up, he suddenly saw Xing'er, at the bow of the boat, seemingly趴on the deck, not knowing what she was doing in the water. Dong Zhu was holding a bamboo pole. Ning Yi called out, "What's wrong?" Dong Zhu turned his head, and Xing'er also turned her head, crying and shouting, "Young Master! Young Master! Juan'er fell into the water..." Xing'er and Dong Zhu couldn't swim.

Su Tan'er and Xiao Chan were instantly stunned. Ning Yi released them, jumped onto the deck of the painted boat, almost spraining his ankle because of the tremor, but then ran towards that side. He saw a figure in the water and jumped in with a splash.

Swimming in this kind of water was completely different from swimming in West Lake on ordinary days. There were countless water splashes, foam, undercurrents, and muffled sounds. But fortunately, Ning Yi had been exercising for a long time. After a while, he finally found Juan'er's position, grabbed her back, and pulled her out of the water.

The water patterns were jumping violently in the surrounding field of vision. The bow of the painted boat, which usually didn't seem very high, was almost out of reach. The figure above was reaching out, shouting something that couldn't be heard clearly. Ning Yi usually boarded the boat from the side, which was slightly lower. The thought had just arisen when he saw a painted boat next to him swaying over like a small mountain and colliding with his own small painted boat with a crash.

Ning Yi adjusted his body in the water, looking at Juan'er, who was being held. She didn't have the strength to struggle, but her eyes were still slightly open, seemingly still moving. That's good, Ning Yi thought. He swam vigorously a few times and approached the bow of the painted boat again, only to see the bow of the boat suddenly expand in his field of vision.

The water waves pushed the painted boat and crashed towards this side. With a bang, the bottom of the boat hit Ning Yi's head.

For a moment, the world spun, and he was a little dazed. Gurgling water, a quivering scarlet sky beneath the water. Juan'er sank again because of this. He subconsciously grabbed, but didn't catch anything. After a while, he finally adjusted his body and picked up Juan'er again, floating upwards.

Breaking out of the water, someone reached out their hand. In the panic, they grabbed each other several times. It was indeed Su Wen Ding. Half of his body was suspended outside the deck of the bow, and everyone behind him was dragging him. Ning Yi's head seemed to be buzzing for a while. When he reacted again, both he and Juan'er had been pulled onto the deck. Juan'er was in his arms, and Ning Yi was almost embracing her tightly.

After a few seconds of trance, Ning Yi shook his head and formally reacted. He went to look at Juan'er. The little maid, who was usually relatively quiet and taciturn, had her head tilted to one side and was lifeless. Her eyes were closed, and her eyelashes were covered with crystal water droplets. Ning Yi patted her face, but there was no response. Then he patted her a few more times. Ning Yi was stunned, and laid the person flat on the deck beside him. Su Tan'er was also checking her movements frantically.

Without much room for hesitation, Ning Yi lay down and put his ear to Juan'er's chest. It was summer, and Juan'er was wearing thin clothes, which were tightly贴on her delicate body, her **** bulging like馒头. But Ning Yi couldn't estimate anything else. He didn't hear a heartbeat. He crossed his hands, placed them on Juan'er's left chest, and pressed down hard a few times. Then, he pinched her nose and gave her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. Then, he continued to press on her chest, repeating this several times. Finally, the little maid spat out a few mouthfuls of water. Ning Yi leaned down and continued to listen with his ear.

However, there was still no feedback.

Ning Yi took a breath and continued to press down, breathe, press down, breathe... The people around had not seen this type of rescue method much, but

Looking at Ning Yi's attitude, they mostly knew what he was doing. At a certain moment, when Ning Yi released Juan'er's nose and pressed down on her chest again with both hands, he suddenly realized that the little maid lying on the deck had opened her eyes and was now looking at him with some confusion.

Ning Yi subconsciously pressed again.

Juan'er was still looking at him in confusion, but her body twitched slightly with this press. The two looked at each other for a moment. Ning Yi stretched out a hand and patted her cheek, while the other hand was still覆on her chest, and he leaned down to貼on that soft place... In fact, since this afternoon, he had experienced too many things, spent a lot of energy, and was almost doing these things anxiously and mechanically. He couldn't react for a moment. Su Tan'er leaned down and called out, "Juan'er."

"Miss... Young Master... cough..."

The expression on Juan'er's small face, which was usually quiet, was really ethereal at this time. She didn't seem to understand the specific situation. She felt very confused about Ning Yi's hand being on her chest, even listening with his ear贴on it, and even the mouth-to-mouth breathing when she had just opened her eyes. Ning Yi breathed a sigh of relief and sat down beside her, laughing "haha". He was also very tired.

In the exhausted laughter of relief, his left hand was still on her left breast. At this time, the surrounding mountains and rivers were still in a violent and frenzied tremor. Ning Yi's forehead, which had just been hit by the bottom of the boat, was seeping blood, making everyone around him feel complex. For a moment, they didn't know whether to remind him about the咸猪手on Juan'er's chest or remind him about the injury to his forehead. Even Su Tan'er's expression seemed a little complex and hesitant.

Even Juan'er was still lying there as before, looking at the sky, blinking木木地. The恍惚emotion of just waking up probably still hadn't made her realize the impropriety of this matter. Judging from her expression, she was probably just thinking: Why does the Young Master keep putting his hand on her there?

She had no choice but to lie still...

The boatman was struggling to pull in the ropes over there. In the distance, a boat was burning with flames. He didn't know how it had caught fire, but at this time, it finally touched a flammable object and exploded with a bang. Half of the hull fell into the water with sparks. Someone jumped down from there, someone fell into the water, and someone collided with the swaying舷next door in the air, and then fell into the ships that were about to collide, with a loud bang. Further away, more panic and accidents were still happening.

This chaotic symphony of the night slowly began to play in such an atmosphere...

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I originally wanted to cut it off at the point where Juan'er never woke up. That was the original idea, but then I thought about it, let's be kind and add the result.

With me being so kind, can I ask for a monthly ticket ^_^

There shouldn't be too many disaster scenes, but the atmosphere still has to come out. After all, this is the stage for the main plot of the third collection. The main plot will be a climax similar to Heart Like a Tiger. Uh... that's it.

Requesting monthly tickets!!! (To be continued. Vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)

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