Sure enough, within a few days, it rained heavily in the sweltering sky. There was no thunder, no flash, and no black clouds before www.biquge.info the rainstorm. The gray sky began to fall in one breath, as if it was full of energy, and from eleven o'clock in the morning to four o'clock in the afternoon, the rain curtain was impenetrable. After the rain stopped, the whole village heard the sound of flooding in the riverbank.

At this time, there are people standing on the highway to watch the flood waves crash. The flood carried with it trees that had been washed away, and corn that had been washed away in the fields.

Ten thousand gold and white lotuses stood together. Some children as young as eight or nine years old ran along the side of the road and barked.

The sky after the rainstorm is so blue that it makes people feel clean. When you look up, you forget about the unpleasant. The blue, as if you can breathe. Wan Jin opened his mouth and took a few deep, deep breaths. Bai Lian also learned to raise her head, the blue in her eyes was like her heart, she seemed to feel that her heart and the sky had really melted together, she felt that her body was part of the blue, she was like a feather, she was gently floating in the blue tranquility.

After the baptism, the green mountains are refreshing. In particular, the round mountain in the west is like a huge cyan mirror, taking in all the verdant nature. If it weren't twenty miles away, there would have been a lot of people walking in to see if there was anything of themselves.

Wan Jin gently took the white lotus with his arm. He looked at this surging flood, remembered Confucius's words about the deceased, and remembered the theme song of the TV series "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", "The surging Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes". He felt his own insignificance, really as small as a grain of rice and a grain of sand. Who is he? Who is he like? He felt as if he was an unknown member of Lu Bohao's family who was killed by Cao Cao, and his life was not as good as that of an unknown soldier who died on the battlefield in troubled times. He's really a puppet! An ant! He is not even as good as a female streamer of White Lotus! Look at the white lotus, how many good people and good deeds have been done in the village! In this materialistic commodity economy society, people are so selfish that they have no human affection, but what Bai Lian did was a slap in the face to the selfish people's hearts. Who says there are no living bodhisattvas? Wan Jin felt ashamed of himself. Is he worthy of the White Lotus? He was cowardly enough to accommodate the revenge of the evil forces, and he was too ashamed to tell Bai Lian, and he slowly let go of Bai Lian's arm.

Staring at the flood, I became dizzy. Wan Jin couldn't wait to pounce on it, be swallowed up by the flood, and then roll out a Lu Zhishen, or a black whirlwind Li Kui. What's the use of reading so many books! Learn some martial arts, that's the real skill. Or, if you practice a special function, cut through the wall and cut the wall, and drive the clouds and fog, you can help the poor and save the poor, punish the evil and promote the good.

"Look! Float down a sheep! Someone shouted.

It was really a small sheep, one moment it came out of the water, and the next it drowned in the flood. That's a mutton! Those who are greedy and greedy drool.

Two men had rolled up their trouser legs and descended into the floodwater, which was so deep that in some places it was almost up to their thighs. The two of them walked slowly forward, one foot deep and one shallow, and their bodies staggered. One man was frightened, and he retreated. One of the remaining people felt where the sheep was going to float and slid downward.

The White Lotus had pity on the unfortunate sheep, whose corpse had to suffer in the flood. Amitabha! Let its soul be overtaken quickly.

The sheep flowed over, and the man reached over and waited for the sheep to come and lead them on the water. Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at it as if they were fishing in a flood. Just as he stretched out his hand, he threw himself into the air, and the sheep whirled into the water under his hand, and he was out of sight, and the wool did not grasp, and almost dodged him into the whirlpool. Not far below him, the sheep floated again, and he stepped swiftly over it, regardless of the depth.

"Poof"!

Someone fell into the water.

At a distance of three meters from Wanjin Bailian, a boy suddenly fell into the water. He looked at it and was stunned, so he fell headlong. The people around him were shocked and shouted, but no one jumped down decisively to rescue, a little boy rushed down five or six meters away in the flood, he was so frightened that he cried, poured several mouthfuls of flood water into his mouth, and couldn't scream, his head sank into the flood several times, he was too young, he had no strength to crawl out of the flood, he struggled, but how could he break free from the flood, and he was about to be swallowed up by the flood and take his life. The crowd was chattering and panicking, saying something about someone's child.

The man who caught sheep in the flood was still some distance away from the little boy who fell into the water. He heard the shouts of the people, so he put down his salvage and went on a rampage. But he walked too slowly in the water, where could he keep up with the speed of the flood! It's too late! He can give up that beloved sheep, which is already considered a righteous and courageous act, which is very good.

said that it was too late, but I saw Bai Lian running quickly on the highway to two meters below the child, and jumped into the flood without hesitation. Before the child could drain down, she had been swept down two meters downstream, drank two large mouthfuls of floodwater, and her clothes and hair were all wet. At first glance, it was clear that she would not float at all, and that the power of the flood was so great that a weak daughter of hers could not resist it. A whirlpool swept over, and people couldn't see the white lotus.

Wan Jin was scared! He rushed over with an arrow to jump into the water to save the white lotus.

At this time, the white lotus resurfaced and stopped, her right arm tightly grasped a large stone out of the water, and her left hand stretched out, waiting for the little boy who was about to roll over. Her countenance did not panic at all, but she smiled gratefully when she saw the little boy floating over, like a blooming lotus flower in a flood.

The left side of her face was slashed by a branch or a sharp rock, and blood trickled down with yellow muddy water.

She stopped the little boy with her arm and tried hard not to let the flood wash away again. The little boy still had his eyes open, but he could see that he had no strength left, and when he looked at Bai Lian, his eyes closed again.

Wan Jin held on to the flood, picked up the little boy, walked a few steps slowly, and handed it to the adults on the road. He came back and grabbed Bai Lian, slowly took her hand and held her waist, and walked onto the road.

When the big man in the flood saw that Bai Lian had saved the child, he stretched out his thumb to Bai Lian and shouted, "Bai Lian, you are really good!" And when he had said that, he went away again to catch his sheep.

People on the highway have already given the child first aid. The child's parents also ran out, holding their son in their arms, and they knelt down for Bai Lian and Wan Jin, crying and laughing and not knowing what to say to thank them. Bai Lian helped them up, stroked the child's face, and said happily, "When I come out to see the flood in the future, I will have to be with my parents." ”

Suddenly, a little girl shouted: "Sister Bailian is Guanyin Bodhisattva, Guanyin Bodhisattva!" ”

The little boy who was held in his arms also shouted: "Sister White Lotus, you are Guanyin Bodhisattva!" I see it! I finally opened my eyes in the flood and saw Guanyin Bodhisattva in "Journey to the West"! ”

"Guanyin Bodhisattva! Guanyin Bodhisattva! Guanyin Bodhisattva! All the hundreds of people who watched the flood had gathered around, and all of them knelt down in front of Bai Lian at once, shouting in unison. The sound reverberated high in the blue sky.

"This is my daughter, this is my daughter!" Bailian's parents were also so anxious that they ran out, seeing that their daughter was soaked, and said anxiously: "Silly girl, don't hurry home soon, I'm going to catch a cold." ”

"Quickly take the child home, cover it with a quilt, boil some ginger brown sugar water, and warm it up. Let's get up and go home, I'm just a anxious person. They are all optimistic about their children! Bai Lian instructed while being pulled back by her parents.