Fang Yan put the soaked middle-aged nun on a flat rock and gently patted her abdomen to make her vomit out all the dirty water she had drunk. He then said to Baililu, who was also holding a nun behind him, "Baililu, put the nun down and let her rest. I'll go and save the rest. Your wounds haven't healed yet. You can't stay in the water anymore."
"I'm fine." Baililu wiped the water droplets off his face and said, "Saving people is the most important thing. I won't die."
Ye Wenrou was guarding beside the big rock, giving medicine to the nuns who were rescued from the flood earlier.
Hearing Fang Yan's words, Ye Wenrou stood up and said, "You guys stay here, I'll go save people."
"No need." Fang Yan grabbed Ye Wenrou and said, "You have the best kung fu, so you must stay to protect them. What if another Song Chayang comes? What if Jiangjun Ling brings people here?"
Fang Yan's worries were not without reason. The flood came suddenly and suddenly, and without any explanation.
Fang Yan had walked upstream before, and although he knew there was a waterfall, the water head of the waterfall was very small, and it immediately dispersed into the stream below. It had never happened before that it suddenly became a flood like today.
Besides, even if there was a landslide and the stone dam blocking the reservoir collapsed----why didn't it collapse earlier or later, but just today when Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou came to the Lotus Temple after traveling hundreds of miles
The Lotus Temple was built more than a hundred years ago and is said to have existed during the Qing Dynasty. With such a long history, it has never encountered such unfortunate events as flash floods.
Obviously, someone did this deliberately.
Someone blew up the reservoir dam on the top of the mountain, trying to drown all the people in the temple.
Who could be so cruel and do such a vicious thing? Of course, it was Fang Yan's old enemy, General Ling.
The flood was too fast and too fierce. Before Fang Yan could run into the Buddhist temple, the courtyard wall and stone house behind him were all washed away.
When he ran into the temple to save people, he found that the nuns from Phoenix and Lotus Temple were not in the temple, but went to the front yard to check the body of Taoist Song Chayang.
When Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou, who had rushed over to meet him, wanted to go around to the front yard, the wooden Buddhist temple beside them collapsed with a loud bang.
Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou dodged in a hurry. When they ran to the front yard, the front yard was already flooded and the nuns were scattered all over the place.
At this time, Fang Yan and Ye Wenrou didn't care about favoritism. They each grabbed two people and ran towards the hillside.
Most of the nuns in the Lotus Temple had been rescued, but Fenghuang and Nun Jinghui were still missing. This made Fang Yan extremely anxious. Could it be that another bad guy had come and captured Fenghuang
If that were the case, Ye Wenrou and I would have been in a disastrous defeat on our trip to the Lotus Temple. We would have to let a villain like General Ling control us.
Baili Lu's face was filled with murderous intent, and he said in a vicious voice: "It must be the general's order. Only a lonely ghost like this who has no father or son and was expelled from the family can do such a thing to cut off his descendants-----"
The people of Yanziwu were very attached to the concept of clan. For Baililu, being expelled from the family and not being able to follow the ancestral surname during his lifetime and not being able to be buried in the ancestral tomb after his death was extremely pitiful and tragic. In Baililu's mind, there was no more severe punishment than this.
"Now is not the time to pursue the murderer." Fang Yan said with a grim expression. He had long known that he and General Ling were actually in a deadly situation. In this world, either he died or he was dead. However, he still couldn't accept that General Ling turned into a murderer and let a group of people be buried with him just to kill him.
What did these nuns of the Lotus Temple do to offend anyone? Just because they took in a homeless woman out of kindness, they brought themselves to death
Fang Yan shook off the water stains on his hair and said in a cold voice: "No matter whether it was General Ling who did it or not, we will hold General Ling responsible for this."
Fang Yan looked at Ye Wenrou and said, "Bai Li Lu is seriously injured and cannot stay in the water anymore. The general ordered them to have a backup plan. If they send more masters, you will have to help resist them. I will go find Fenghuang."
"Be careful." Ye Wenrou was not a fussy woman. When she heard what Fang Yan said made sense, she immediately changed her mind.
Fang Yan nodded, and jumped into the flood again with a splash.
Ye Wenrou looked at Baililu with burning eyes. Baililu pointed to the wound on his chest and said, "I'm really injured."
"Fang Yan is also injured." Ye Wenrou said.
"Okay. I owe you two." Baili Lu said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He took out a bottle of medicine powder from his pocket and poured it on his wound, then jumped into the flood with a "plop".
Because the Lotus Temple was at the foot of the mountain, it was hit by continuous floods, which raised the water level at the bottom of the U-shaped ravine and submerged the entire dense forest. In the vast sea of water and the gloomy dense forest, Fang Yan's situation would be slightly better if he had someone to accompany him.
Although Fang Yan was holding on, Ye Wenrou knew very well that he was also injured.
He was injured after returning from the mission at the Millennium Palace, and his injury has not healed until now.
"Thank you." Ye Wenrou shouted to Baili Lu who was swimming vigorously forward.
Baililu grinned and thought, this woman is really interesting, she can do anything for her man. Baililu was very curious, if he didn't jump down, would she kick him down
The answer to this question was not too difficult to guess. In less than two seconds, Baililu nodded vigorously, thinking that she would definitely do so. Based on his understanding of her.
"With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?"
I have to admit that Baili Lu is a little envious of Fang Yan. It seems that he will never be able to catch up with him in this life, and he can't compare with him in every aspect.
Fang Yan was completely immersed in the water, and all he could see was water and trees.
The flood rushed from top to bottom, naturally carrying people or objects to places further downstream.
The main temple of the Lotus Temple has been washed away, and only a few lonely stone houses are struggling desperately with the flood. The large forest below has been flooded, and the water has reached the tops of the trees.
Fang Yan looked around in confusion, not knowing where to find the phoenix.
"Phoenix-----" Fang Yan shouted loudly.
No one answered.
"Phoenix-----" Fang Yan shouted loudly as he swam deeper into the woods.
Still no one answered.
Further downstream is the bottom of the mountain stream, which is also where the water is deepest.
Fang Yan was not afraid of water. When he was in Yanziwu, he often went to the river with his friends to catch fish and shrimps. Each of his friends developed an excellent swimming skill.
What she was more worried about was that something unexpected happened to Fenghuang. The mountain was so big, the water was so deep, and General Ling kept playing dirty tricks behind the scenes - God knows what else they would do
"Phoenix-------" Fang Yan shouted Phoenix's name while swimming. "An Xiaoxiao, where are you?"
"Fang Yan-------" A woman's voice with a crying tone came over.
"Phoenix?" Fang Yan shouted in delight.
"Fang Yan, I'm here-------Fang Yan, Master is dying, please come and save Master--------" Fenghuang's voice was urgent.
Fang Yan swam towards the depths of the forest following the sound and soon saw Fenghuang and the nun Jinghui leaning against a huge tree trunk.
Fenghuang didn't want the monks and nuns to see the bloody scene, so she took them to the front yard to pray for the soul of Dao Chi Song to plant rice. Just as they were sitting in a circle chanting sutras, a torrent suddenly came.
The young nuns reacted quickly, either hugging each other in pairs or grabbing onto big trees or wooden pillars. More people were swept downstream by the flood.
Nun Jinghui was old and frail, and her reaction was slow. She was the first victim washed away by the flood.
Fenghuang saw the nun Jinghui being carried away by the flood, and shouted, and hurriedly ran towards the nun. He finally caught the nun Jinghui, but it was difficult to resist the momentum of the flood. The two of them hugged each other and were carried deep into the forest.
Nun Jinghui was weak and could not bear being soaked and rolled in the flood. Her forehead hit a rock while sliding down. Now her head was broken and bleeding, and she was dying.
Fenghuang hugged the body of the nun Jinghui and shouted to Fang Yan: "Fang Yan, come and save Master. Master is injured. Please save her quickly."
Fang Yan swam faster to the Phoenix's side, and was relieved to see that Phoenix was in good spirits. He reached out to check Jing Hui's pulse, and found that it was weak and intermittent, and her vital signs were gradually fading.
Fang Yan shook his head at Fenghuang. Jinghui Old Nun could not be saved. The oil lamp had already run out, and now this disaster had come. This day had only arrived earlier.
"Woo------" Phoenix covered her mouth and cried bitterly.
Although Nun Jinghui had always refused to shave her head and become a nun, she had already regarded her as her master in her heart.
When Fenghuang moved into the Lotus Temple, she was completely hopeless and had lost faith in everything in the world. At that time, she had no family, relatives or friends around her.
The only people who were by his side were Nun Jinghui and a group of friends from the Lotus Temple.
After spending a few months together, they became her family and the people she cared about most.
Here she found peace and quiet, and regained the care and love she had lost.
When Fenghuang heard Fang Yan say that Nun Jinghui was difficult to save, she was heartbroken. Another of her closest family members was about to leave.
Hearing the cry of the phoenix, the old nun Jinghui opened her eyes.
She stretched out her hand to wipe Fenghuang's tears, but she couldn't lift her hand halfway.
She looked at Fenghuang and smiled, saying lovingly, "Silly child, I knew this day would come a long time ago. I didn't tell you because I didn't want to make you sad."
"Master------"
"I originally wanted to send you out - I would leave after you came out of the mountain - but now it seems that I can't wait any longer - go back. Go back."
Nun Jinghui held Fang Yan's hand tightly and said, "Do you know what I regret most in my life?"
Fang Yan shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"The thing I regret most is that I didn't forgive that man." Nun Jinghui said in a soft but sad voice: "I have been a vegetarian and chanted Buddhist scriptures for decades, but my heart has never been at peace."
Nun Jinghui had a kind and compassionate smile on her face and slowly closed her eyes.
All virtues are perfected, all evils are extinguished. Master Jinghui has passed away. (To be continued)