The wide Taihu Lake that can not be seen at a glance, the clear water ripples, the blue light ripples, the grass grows and swallows fly, the fish swims and the birds sing, on the lake, the sailboats come and go, the fishermen sing at night, a good and prosperous scene. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Donor, be careful, be careful, you're going to crash!" a nervous and panicked voice came from one of the farmer's boats.

It was a little novice who spoke, about thirteen or fourteen years old, his immature face was pale at this time, and his nervous eyes revealed that the little novice was on a boat for the first time, and he could not swim.

"Little master, I have lived in this Taihu Lake for more than 60 years, and I will be fine, but please rest assured!" The boatman is an old man over 70 years old, looking at the expression of the little novice, he couldn't help but smile comfortingly.

"It really makes the donor smile, but the little monk looks at so many thousands of sailboats passing by in this lake, and he really can't help but worry about bumping into it, if he knocks over the other party, the little monk is really guilty." Hearing this, the little novice tried to squeeze out a smile.

"Hehe......" Seeing that the little novice was so demeanor but still cared about himself, the old man couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart, and said: "The little master is merciful, but please rest assured, it will be fine, in this Taihu Lake, if you say that the boat, the old man is also one of the best helmsmen in this radius of a hundred miles, little master, you still sit firmly with peace of mind, don't worry." ”

Hearing that the old man was so relieved, Xiao Shami finally sat down, his expression slowly relaxed, and the whole person began to calm down.

The creaking and squeaking sound of the lake sounded in the lake, and the boats briskly avoided one boat after another, breaking through the waves and heading forward.

"Donor, donor, there seems to be someone floating on the lake ahead!" the little novice exclaimed, pointing to the distance.

"Little master, there are a lot of dead people in this Taihu Lake every day, and there are officials from Taihu Lake who come to salvage them. The old man followed the little novice's finger, and in the distance, a looming corpse was undulating with the waves, and he couldn't see it very clearly.

"Donor, maybe the donor is not dead, let the little monk go over and salvage it, even if he is dead, the little monk will recite the mantra of death to the donor, if you can find his family, it is also a great merit. Little Shami said.

"This ......" the old man couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Sailing on Taihu Lake, mortals live by the water and live with the water.

The mortals here rely on carrying people across the Taihu Lake to earn boat fares.

Taihu Lake is very wide, and there are many people who die here more or less every day, and those mortals try their best to avoid getting touched by these corpses, one is to avoid them, and the other is that these corpses may not be where they come from.

Therefore, when he heard the little novice say this, the old man couldn't help but look sad.

"Donor, saving someone's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, the little monk is a monk, how can he not save him when he dies?"

"Alas, little master, for the sake of compassion, how can the old man brush the heart of the little master. The old man sighed and said.

"Donor, save people's lives, and in the future, they will be blessed by the Buddha and ascend to Elysium forever. "Xiao Sha heaps ten ways.

"Thank you, little master!"

As the two spoke, the boat headed towards the corpse, following the waves, and soon approached the corpse.

I saw that the corpse was face down, his clothes were torn, and a clear palm print was printed on his back, and his face could not be seen clearly, but his hair was very short.

"Amitabha!" said the little novice.

Reaching out to grab the corpse, he was about to drag it onto the boat, but the little novice was so weak that it was the first time he was on the boat, and he grabbed the collar of the corpse's back, but he staggered and couldn't stand his body, and he fell with the waves, and he almost fell into the lake.

Frightened, the little novice quickly let go, and the corpse immediately sank, but with the undulation of the waves, he turned around, revealing his face upward.

This is a young man, not particularly handsome, but he is also good-looking, I saw that his face was pale and bloodless, his eyes were pale, and the corners of his mouth were swollen.

The little novice reached out again to grab the young man's body, but the old man reached out and grabbed the young man by the shoulder, and with a gentle lift, he grabbed the young man onto the board.

Gurgling water flowed from all over the corpse.

"Amitabha!" said the little novice, and then reached out to the young man's nostrils to breathe.

"Huh?" the little novice screamed.

"He's alive!"

"What?" the old man was suddenly surprised, and quickly squatted down and reached out to his nostrils to probe his breath.

"Yes, it's alive. ”

So, he quickly lowered his head and listened to the sound of the young man's heartbeat.

There was a faint sound of a steady heartbeat, but it was faint.

"Get out of the way!" the old man reached out and pressed it on the young man's abdomen, and then pressed it gently.

There was no reaction from the young people.

The old man continued to press, pressing every few breaths.

After pressing it more than a dozen times in a row, at this time, a popping sound came out of the young man's mouth.

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" The young man immediately turned sideways, coughing up water in his mouth, and his face quickly turned from pale to pale blood.

He didn't stop until the young man couldn't cough anymore.

Then he looked at the old man and the little novice and the surrounding situation.

"You saved me?" said the young man lightly.

"Donor, it's good that you're alive, Amitabha!"

"Thank you!" The young man looked around, and then asked, "My name is Lin Dongtian, where is this place?"

"Donor, this is Taihu Lake!" replied the little novice.

The young man was Lin Dongtian, who was besieged by the elders of the three major families, and when he was knocked down from the waterfall, Lin Dongtian's internal organs were seriously injured, and when he fell into the waterfall, the countless stormy waves that splashed crushed everything.

Lin Dongtian's body was involuntarily washed by the rapids and didn't know where to go up, the turbulent river roared and rushed with Lin Dongtian to float downstream, Lin Dongtian desperately struggled to get out of the water, but he couldn't resist the power of the river at all, Lin Dongtian was washed by the river, and his body was hit even more scarred, and he had the impression that he hit a boulder, even with the realm of Lin Dongtian's body quenching technique, he was directly hit with vertigo, plus the injuries in Lin Dongtian's body, I don't know how long he struggled, Lin Dongtian slowly lacked oxygen, and he passed out.

Until Lin Dongtian was rescued.

……

"Taihu Lake?" Lin Dongtian scratched his head: "Where is Taihu Lake?"

"Amitabha!" Xiao Sha said, "This is the Shire Dynasty, and Taihu Lake is the largest lake under Ruikang." ”

"Shire Dynasty?," Lin Dongtian said with a frown.

Listening to the donor's tone, it seems that he has not been to Ruikang before. Little Shami said.

"Little master, where are you going?" asked Lin Dongtian.

"The little monk followed the teacher's training to preach at Ruikang's birth. ”

"Which temple does the little master practice meditation in?"

"The little monk is not enlightened, he is just a small mortal disciple of Datong Temple, who was ordered by his master to go out to preach half a year ago. "Buwu Xiaosha said.

"Then can you go to Ruikang with you, little master?" Lin Dongtian asked.

"Naturally, you can. Buwu looked at Lin Dongtian and said.