When Wang Changsheng fell into the water, he was already unconscious, except for subconsciously clenching the peach wood sword in his hand, the rest of his reactions were completely gone, and the person was already in a severe coma.

Before, in order to smash the ghost gate, his energy was almost exhausted, especially after inviting the ancestor to come up, the qi and blood were almost drained, and when the last sword fell, he directly entered a state of prostration, and fell into the river without any reaction, and was swallowed by the rushing river in an instant.

With the turbulent water, Wang Changsheng's body rose and fell, occasionally exposing the water, and occasionally being brought into the bottom of the water, except for the sword in his hand, he was already completely unconscious.

In a flash, hours passed, and the night passed, ushering in the dawn.

In the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, near a remote riverbank shoal.

A few children are playing on the shore, about ten years old, wearing pants and shirtless, the weather on both sides of the river bank in this season is still very hot, and the children who live by the waterway can basically swim, and they play along the shore all year round.

"Whoa, whoa" The river rushed to the bank, a boy about eight or nine years old ran in the front, jumping back and shouting, after running a distance, the child vaguely saw that not far in front of the bank, it seemed that there was a figure lying on his stomach, and the river was constantly washing a person's body.

The child was stunned after seeing it, and then realized that there may be few people drowning and then washed to the shore, this person is estimated to be drowned nine times out of ten, people who live along the river are not unfamiliar with the situation of drowning people in the river, it happens every year, so the child saw the figure and ran over quickly, squatted down and pulled a few times with his hands, and there were children behind him who saw him stop and rushed over.

"Xiaomeng, is someone drowning again?" the children asked.

"I don't know, there is no response, maybe it was drowned" Xiao Meng shook his head, and then moved the person's body vigorously, and saw an iron face, as well as the wooden sword he was holding in his hand.

Xiao Meng tentatively flicked his fingers in front of the man's nostrils, and after a while, he said in surprise: "Still, there is still gas, the person is not dead, quickly, go to my family's field, and call grandpa to come over ......."

At the same time, the other end, the Yumen river section.

There was a group of people standing on the shore, still blocked within a radius of about ten miles, and it was the Investigation Bureau and people from all over the country who rushed to support.

At this time, the ghost gate on the river was no longer there.

After Wang Changsheng finally sent out a sword with all his strength, then Ma Changyun and other Maoshan disciples and the people from the Investigation Bureau picked up the rhythm and began to struggle to continue to collapse the ghost gate, and then after about two hours, there were disciples from various factions not far from here one after another, knowing that an hour ago, a large number of people arrived at the riverbank section of the Yumen Gate, and finally blew up this ghost gate, so as not to let the evil ghosts in the hell of the Eighteen Cities rush into the yang world.

This battle was won by the Investigation Bureau and the people of the various avenue factions, because it was discovered in a timely manner, coupled with the proper handling, the opening of the ghost gate did not cause any big consequences, there was no life along the coast, and the world continued to be peaceful.

However, for some people, they may have lost, such as several people who died in battle, and Wang Changsheng who fell into the water and disappeared, although they did not see the corpse, they would not think that the person had the possibility of escaping death, because the water flow at that time was too turbulent, and the person disappeared after falling, plus they all saw that others were already in a coma, so he naturally had no possibility of surviving in this state.

Cao Keying's expression was sad, she sighed deeply, and said, "Our victory is standing on the bones of others...... In the end, I didn't know what this person's name was."

Yes, until Wang Changsheng disappeared, Cao Keying didn't know what this person's name was, only Ma Changyun and a disciple of Longhu Mountain, who seemed to be a little familiar, but because they didn't see his face, they didn't recognize Wang Changsheng.

"Amitabha!" Master Ming Chan of Nansong Temple pronounced a Buddha horn and said in a low voice: "That benefactor is merciful and merciful, and he has bought time for us with his own strength, which is really immeasurable.

Cao Keying said with a lonely expression on the people of the Investigation Bureau: "Start from the Yumen River and send people to search down, so that the water police and the police stations along the coast can pay attention to whether there are any people who have fallen into the water."

The people from the Investigation Bureau were stunned, and then said: "Director, there is no hope, is it?

Cao Keying said: "It's man-made, we have to look for it, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, after all, ...... It's better to do something than nothing, okay?"

Ma Changyun was still asking the people present, did they know each other, someone roughly described Wang Changsheng's appearance, flat head, ordinary face, there is no advantage that can be remembered, and there is no other description, which makes Ma Changyun really have no concept, he just feels familiar, but he can't remember who it can be at all.

In the next few days, the people of the Investigation Bureau were stationed near the riverbank, one was to continue to monitor the ghost gate on the river to see if there was a possibility of recurrence, and the other was still looking for Wang Changsheng, but looking for someone on the Yellow River waterway was not much better than looking for a needle in a haystack, and there was almost no possibility of finding it again.

In the middle and lower reaches of the river, there is a place called Laowa Village, with a population of only more than 200 people, about 30 households, which is relatively remote, between the Yellow River and the mountains, and the village is basically dominated by the elderly and children, and the young strong laborers have basically gone out to work.

On weekdays, the villagers basically make a living from farming, and occasionally go down to the river to fish, but the water is not very urgent after it reaches this hell, and the water is stable, so there are more fish under the river.

After the child named Xiao Meng found a drowning figure on the shore and was still angry, he immediately asked people to tell his grandfather, and it didn't take long for an old man in his sixties to quickly rush over, and he also investigated first, and found that the person was not dead, so he quickly carried Wang Changsheng to his back and hung it upside down, and then moved back and forth to control the water in his body.

After Wang Changsheng spit out a few mouthfuls of water in a daze, Xiao Meng's grandfather put him on the ground, pressed his chest, artificial respiration, and after some operation, he saw that this person coughed violently a few times and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up, wake up, this man is awake......" Xiao Meng shouted happily.

The old man sighed, looked at the tired Wang Changsheng and his slightly swollen body, and said: "This person's life is really big enough, I don't know how long he drowned in the water, but he didn't die, it's really not easy."

Although Wang Changsheng's person woke up, he was still in a particularly confused state, his eyes were relatively dull, and he didn't react, and it was very difficult to even lift his arms, and he opened his eyes weakly, and his head was recalling the past before.

His last memory is that he slashed at the ghost gate with a sword, and then fell into the water, and he didn't know anything after that, and he didn't know if the people from the Investigation Bureau were guarding the ghost gate.

And now it doesn't have much to do with me, it's man-made, everything that can be done has been done, and the rest depends on the will of God.

Wang Changsheng looked at the old man and the child in a daze, knowing that he had been rescued by them after falling into the water.

More than half an hour later, Wang Changsheng was carried to the house by Xiao Meng's grandfather, and the other party asked the doctor from the village health center to come over and take a look.

"There is no problem with people's lives, but the body is very weak, and you need to recuperate for a long time to recover, usually cook some porridge for him, and then make some meat, let him rest all the time, hey, this river is too, I don't know how many drowned in which year, I think this person will also float in the water for a long time, it is really fateful to survive, Lao Han, it is also thanks to you that you found it early, otherwise after a while, it is estimated that it will not be able to be saved......"

Old Han Tou said with a smile: "If you see it, you will be saved, as long as the person is fine, then let him raise it first, and then talk about it when he can get better!"

In the evening, Wang Changsheng didn't say that he was resurrected with full blood, but he was already able to get up from the bed and sit, his face was pale and weak, but he still had the strength to hold chopsticks and serve the rice bowl.

At home, Lao Han and Xiao Meng, the child's parents are working in the provincial capital, and they can come back at the end of the year.

"Old man, Xiao Meng, thank you......" Wang Changsheng coughed a few times weakly, for him, these two men are indeed a life-saving grace.

Lao Han smiled, shook his head and said, "What is there to be thankful for, whoever sees it can't help me, how can I say that it is also a human life, by the way, how did you fall into the water, child?"

Of course, Wang Changsheng couldn't tell the truth, so he said that he was originally on the boat, but after the wind blew, the boat capsized, and he floated down the river, and the person lost consciousness, but what he didn't expect was that he was finally washed up on the shore of the village, so that Xiao Meng, who was playing there in the morning, met him.

Xiao Meng blinked and said, "Brother, do you know kung fu?" I see that you have been holding that sword in your hand?"

Wang Changsheng glanced at the wooden sword next to him, and thought to himself that this was really lucky, he didn't let go even when he fainted, otherwise this sword would not know where to go, and it would be troublesome to find it again.

"Kung Fu is not good, but it can catch ghosts," Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

Xiao Meng was taken aback and said, "Really?"

"Fake, where did the ghost come from in this world......"

Two days later, Wang Changsheng had almost recovered, but he didn't plan to leave for the time being, because it was rare for him to enjoy the tranquility of this kind of countryside, and the beautiful mountains and rivers here were a good place to recuperate.

Lao Han and Xiao Meng are also good to him, especially this kid is very clingy, always pestering Wang Changsheng to tell him some stories, so he doesn't even go out when his friends come to him.

Wang Changsheng thought about waiting for himself to fully recover before leaving, because this time in the Yumen River, he had almost exhausted all the qi, blood and energy in his body, and this consumption caused him to have a weak body all the time, and it would take at least a month to recover.

Life in the village was so plain and pleasant, he was a little reminded of his hometown, which was also a similar village, but he rarely went back.

A week after Wang Changsheng was rescued, around this morning, Xiao Meng's meal was eaten quickly, and he finished pulling it in three or two bites, and then he got down from the chair and said, "You guys eat, I'm leaving, Second Brother Wang's family wants to kill cattle, I'll go and see ......"

Wang Changsheng was stunned for a moment, reached out and grabbed Xiao Meng, who was about to run out, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Second Brother Wang's family is going to kill cattle this morning, I'll go and take a look, and then take care of their family to ask for a few cow stick bones, and give you stewed soup to drink at night, big brother, you have to make up for your weakness" Xiao Meng said with a smile.

"Why do you want to kill a cow?" Wang Changsheng still frowned.

"When the old scalper of Brother Wang's family went to work in the field two days ago, it seemed that his hooves were twisted, and he limped when he walked, and he couldn't work in the future......

Lao Han sighed and said, "Evil, that old scalper has been working for several years, hey, how can you say kill it!"

Xiao Meng broke free of Wang Changsheng and said, "I'm going, I'll finish killing it when I'm late, and I won't be able to grab the cow stick bone."