The river was filled with painful wails, and the water that flowed through it seemed to be stopped by the wails, some people threw ropes on the shore to try to save the people below, some people walked away quickly, and some people asked for help from the helicopters flying in the air, even they did not know how to get the helicopters to rescue the people in the river.

"The bridge is broken?"

A figure with rags wrapped all over his body squeezed into the river from behind, and no one noticed that his feet were not sunk into the mud as he walked forward, as if his body had no weight, and as if the muddy ground had suddenly turned into a solid, hardened pavement.

The three burials looked at the bloody and terrible scene in the river and shook their heads slightly, their eyes showed a deep apology, this turbulent flow of people was directly caused by his giant Buddha statue, and the catastrophe suffered by this group of people at this moment is also inextricably linked to him in cause and effect.

Someone in the river grabbed a rope thrown down from the shore, and dragging a person up like this might cause new damage, but it was the only way to do it in a hurry.

"Are you here to help? Thank you, thank you. ”

Seeing the appearance of the three burials standing on the shore and thinking, the people who were anxiously rescuing thought that this guy, who was much taller than the locals, wanted to help him, and with such great strength, he would definitely be able to pull the people under the rope up.

"Yes, I'm here to help."

The three burials held the rope handed over to them, and looked at the people under the river without moving.

Looking at the motionless wood of the three burials, the already anxious people were even more anxious.

"You pull the rope harder, people's lives are at stake."

But the strange man who came to help remained standstill, and did not raise his head until half a second later.

"Amitabha."

The golden light suddenly erupted from the three burials, and the golden light dazzled to cover the panic, and the helicopter in the sky was even more disturbed by the light at this moment, and the fuselage shook and deflected and almost crashed into the ground.

Two helicopters that were slightly closer together almost collided at the nick of time, leaving the ground and the sky in chaos.

The golden light is too familiar, yesterday's golden light giant Buddha is still in everyone's minds, and this time the golden light that appears [Doudou] must be inseparable from the former.

"Get out of the way, report it!"

With the height and size of the Golden Giant, the helicopter formation in the sky may still suffer, the pilot makes urgent evasive maneuvers, and the unmaintained helicopter makes an overwhelming creaking sound, making people afraid that it will disintegrate in the air in a few seconds.

But instead of a golden giant rising on the ground, it resembled the long legs of a spider and the tentacles of an octopus, and the golden light simulated huge arms and palms into the river.

"Boom!"

The gravel and vehicles piled up in the river were all picked up by big hands, and they were easily carried aside like children holding blocks.

The rubble smashed into the water, colliding one against the other, and one after the other.

Although human beings have long invented engineering equipment with the same function, they are far less convenient than the golden light giant hand, and they throw everything into the distance when they divide it by two, and the injured in the river are also lifted by the palm of their hands and put on the bank.

Everything went very quickly, and it was not until everyone was rescued that the others on the shore fell to their knees with shock and adoration in their eyes.

The locals who had handed the rope to the three burial monks and let him help him were even more frightened, and their foreheads slammed on the ground, hoping to stuff their heads into the wet and soft soil.

Although I don't know why I knelt, but anyway, just watch this kind of big man kneel, isn't it even everyone on both sides of the river kneeling down together, even those who have just been rescued and whose legs and feet are inconvenient are also struggling to kneel on the ground.

If this determined willpower can be applied to work, perhaps Meghalaya's backward situation can change a little.

"True God."

"It's the Buddha."

"Almighty Lord, you have given ......"

The Holy Bishop of Meghalaya has a strong atmosphere, but there are also people who recognized the identity of the Golden Light Giant Buddha yesterday, although the man in front of him is certainly not the tall figure, but there must be a lot of connection.

"Cross the river." The monk spoke English, which was completely incomprehensible to the elderly locals.

"Cross, cross the river?" Although he is in awe of the monk's mysterious ability, the bridge in front of him has completely collapsed, how can the crowd of people walk through?

The monk turned around, looked at the not very wide river, and raised his right arm, and the golden light released gathered into essence and flew in the direction of his arm.

A bridge.

A bridge of golden light was erected over the river, from one end to the other, wider and thicker than a collapsed bridge.

Miracles.

It can only be described as a miracle that this bridge suddenly appeared, looking at the bright golden bridge, the migrants who were originally eager to pass hesitated, and no one dared to be the first to step on this bridge.

After all, in the hierarchical damp poison, the untouchables could not even enter the temple, let alone step on such a bridge that seemed to be made by the gods.

"Just cross over the bridge."

Half a minute after the three burials spoke, someone finally had the courage to take a step forward.

"Boom."

The upper of the shoe made a sound on the golden bridge, and the feet were firmly on it, and it would not fall down at all.

"This bridge can be walked, let's hurry forward."

With the first to step forward, the people behind followed suit, wearing shoes, barefoot, carts, cars, and the great army marched forward.

The first to see the miracle of the front line has crossed the river, although the latecomers did not directly see the scene of the monk saving people, but under the word of mouth and the miracle of witnessing the Jinguang Bridge, everyone will kowtow to the position of the three buried monks before stepping on the bridge.

The moment they stepped on the Jinguang Bridge, many people felt an indescribable sense of wonder rise in their bodies, as if the hidden diseases and hidden health hazards in the body were eliminated by the golden light.

This is naturally just a psychological suggestion, and the three burial monks can't even heal the burns on their own bodies, let alone treat others.

If it weren't for the fact that the identity of the three burials was too noble, not the difference between castes, but the difference in the level of life, this group of migrants would have rushed to kiss the shoes of the three burials.

It just so happened that the air troops passing through this place were already dumbfounded, and they cautiously distanced themselves from the Jinguang Bridge, observing from a distance, and no one dared to attack rashly.

"O my God, O my God."

A high-caste hatch machine gunner kowtowed directly to the Golden Light Bridge, soldiers are also human, and the atmosphere of damp poison religion is extremely strong, even if the order to attack is really given from above, some pious soldiers will never shoot at the gods.

After all, how can the Buddha say that it is also a religion thousands of years ago in the land of damp poison, and later it also merged into the damp poison sect, isn't shooting at the Buddha is shooting at the gods of the damp poison sect?

At this moment, the big people who were observing from hundreds of kilometers away also became restless, and a high-ranking official who had studied physics in college stood up even more vigorously, his head buzzing.

"How, how is it possible to stand on the light?!"