Regarding Xie Bi'an's death, Wang Xu did not seem too sad.

They're just ordinary friends, and death isn't the end, it could be a new beginning.

But the rain in early May is a little confusing.

When it started, there was no intention of stopping, and it was either heavy rain or light rain all day, and I heard that there were already places where the water flowed into rivers and flooded many places.

"Master, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the Jinao Corner where we are already two-fifths of the way has been flooded, and if it continues like this, it will be flooded."

Wang Xu was standing in the rain pavilion and watching the rain, when a student came to report it.

Looking at the panicked and helpless appearance of the students, Wang Xu's face sank like water: "Whenever there is calm in major events, how do I teach you?" ”

"Master of the Academy, it's not that we are not quiet, but in addition to the academy, many people have also sent water at home, and everyone is like an arrow." In the academy, students are not only from Hangzhou, but also from other prefectures and counties.

I heard that it was raining in the whole of Jiangnan, and many students from other places couldn't sit still, and they wanted to go back and see it one by one.

"It rained heavily, it didn't stop for more than half a month, and it looked like it was going to rain for a while. Moreover, after heavy rains, they are often accompanied by plagues and floods, resulting in reduced crop yields or no harvests, displacing people, and the impact is no less than the great drought in the north ten years ago! ”

Wang Xu frowned slightly, and instructed Liu He, who was standing beside him, "Take my pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." ”

"Yes, Master..."

Although Liu He didn't know what Wang Xu was going to do, he still implemented the rules and regulations.

When Liu He took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Wang Xu asked people to cut the rice paper and divide it into palm-sized strips of paper.

Zhenshui!!

Wang Xu did it in one go, mobilized his literary tone, and wrote the word Zhenshui on paper.

"As the head of the courtyard, I shouldn't stop you from going home to fulfill your filial piety, but before leaving, each of you should bring a Zhenshui poster. This Zhenshui calligraphy, written by me personally, is comparable to the great Confucian ink treasure, placed in your own house can prevent the flood invasion, I hope you can make good use of it, shelter the township. ”

In Wang Xu's academy, there are only more than 200 students at the moment, and they only write a few hundred words one by one.

At this time, Wang Xu was a little glad that there were fewer people in the academy, otherwise it would have to be replaced by those big academies with tens of thousands of students, when would this have to be written.

"Thank you, Master."

The students are elated one by one, most of them only show their talents and fame, even if it is good to protect themselves, how can they protect their families and the township.

Don't look at what Wang Xu said lightly, in fact, this Zhenshui calligraphy is enough to protect the surrounding miles and envelop a village.

In the face of the flood, ordinary villages say that they are swallowed up, and there is a post like this, and I don't know how many lives can be saved.

wrote down more than 200 notebooks in a row, and Rao was a little overconsumed by Wang Xu's literary tone.

However, he still persevered, because these 200 calligraphy sheets represent the peace of the country and the people within a radius of thousands of miles, and the life and death of millions of people at dawn.

If you can't do it, forget it, if you can do it, Wang Xu doesn't mind contributing.

"Take your luggage, take the notebook, and go back to your hometown, and you will come back when the flood waters recedes."

Wang Xu shook his somewhat sour hand, looked at the hundreds of students gathered on both sides, and said with a smile: "This heavy rain will not stop for a while and a half, go ahead, your family is waiting for you." ”

"Take care..."

The students said goodbye to Wang Xu one after another, packed their bags and began to return home.

Wang Xu watched everyone leave, looked at the increasingly empty campus, and sighed: "Natural and man-made disasters, eventful autumn!" ”

"Master, shall we go back and have a look?"

When the students left, Liu He no longer called Wang Xu the head of the academy, and called one old man after another.

Wang Xu shook his head slightly, he left a lot of treasures at home, plus there is a champion building, the flood will not invade the Wang family.

He was more concerned about Fahai's situation than the Wang family, who said in the letter that he would come at the end of May, but now it was mid-May, and he didn't know if the flood had affected his itinerary.

Thinking about it, it doesn't have much impact, a year ago, Fahai was able to kill a quasi-fifth-order existence, and a year later it should be even more powerful, no matter how powerful the flood is, he can't do anything.

I was afraid that Fahai would not be able to see the suffering of the people, so he went to Pudu to live with the demons in his heart, and played himself off halfway.

"You guard the academy, I'll go outside and have a look."

Wang Xu commanded Liu He, stood up and walked into the rain.

"The ancient wood is in the shade of a short canopy, the cane quinoa helps me across the east of the bridge, the clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the willow wind is not cold..."

Wang Xu chanted poetry while walking, and when he walked into the rain, a canopy appeared on his body, and wood quinoa appeared on his hands, and he walked into the wind and rain step by step.

Zhenjiang Mansion...

"Sister, in the land south of the Yangtze River, the rain here is the heaviest, and there is a risk of bursting the embankment at any time at the mouth of Zhenjiang, why don't you see the prefect of Zhenjiang come to Zhenshui?"

"Zhenjiang Prefect, some time ago, I exterminated the helm of the White Lotus Sect, and the helmsman of the White Lotus Sect was both defeated, I'm afraid I haven't recovered from my injuries yet, how can I take care of this."

"Then what should I do, the prefect of Zhenjiang is a great Confucian, and he will not break the embankment at Zhenjiangkou, without him, where can I find a second Confucian who is willing to suppress Jiangkou?"

The flooding of rivers and lakes is the reincarnation of heaven, and it is difficult to say whether the suppression of rivers and forcibly quelling floods is merit or fault.

Scholars are on the heart of heaven, Li Min is below, the sky is above, and the people are below, and this order of priority must be distinguished.

What's more, it is the responsibility of the local prefect to suppress the flooding of rivers if he is not in his position, and it is too late for everyone to fight against the party, who will be willing to interfere.

Never underestimate the ruthlessness of the literati, the literati of the Song Dynasty would rather provide the Liao State, Dali, and Western Xia with annual coins, rather than use the treasury for national defense to improve the status of the soldiers, which can be seen.

The so-called single-mindedness for the public is just a slogan.

What is the slogan, it is used to say, not to be done, which dynasty throughout the ages has not been like this.

"Sister, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, you see the riverside, there are a few Jinshi who are controlling the water, they can't do it at all."

On the mouth of Zhenjiang, there are several chief officials of Zhenjiang Mansion who are controlling the water, although these people are all Jinshi of the past dynasties, but they are not great Confucians after all, and they can't suppress Zhenjiang.

You must know that Zhenjiangkou is just a name, itself belongs to the Yangtze River Basin, and the bursting of the embankment at Zhenjiangkou is equivalent to the flooding of the Yangtze River.

Even if the Great Confucian is in person, it will not be easy to suppress Jiangkou, and it is even more difficult to say if he is replaced by a Jinshi.

"Sister, shall we make a move?"

In the sky above the mouth of the Zhenjiang River, looking at the crumbling embankment, two figures, one white and one green, were hidden in the clouds.

Hearing her sister's words, the woman in white hesitated, as if it was difficult to make up her mind.

When the woman in Tsing Yi saw it, she stomped her feet angrily and said, "Sister, we have been enlightened by Guanyin Bodhisattva, didn't we say that we want to help the world and serve the people?" You are a fourth-order quasi-demon king, I am a fourth-order demon, you and I are snakes, born with good water, our two sisters work together, not necessarily worse than the effect of Daru Zhenshui. ”

"My breakthrough is imminent, it's good that I can hold the water, if I can't control it, and I will provoke the anger of the heavens and the resentment of the people, I am afraid that there will be a danger of the Heavenly Dao backlash."

The woman in white hesitated, but her face relaxed.

After a while, the woman in white clenched her silver teeth and said, "The heavy rain is a disaster, but I can't control it so much, Xiaoqing, you and I cast spells to calm the water." ”

"Okay, I'm just waiting for your words."

The two stretched out their hands to the river and pointed at the mouth of the Zhenjiang River, where the waves were raging, and the wind and clouds dissipated with the naked eye, and the waves became less fierce than before.

When the officials of Zhenjiang Mansion on the riverside saw it, they were overjoyed, and said loudly: "Is it a Taoist master or a Buddhist monk on the cloud, can you report your name, I have recorded the kindness of Zhenjiang Mansion this time." ”

"Sister, they're asking for our names!"

"Don't speak, if they find out that we are demon clans, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be good today."

When the girl in Tsing Yi saw it, she stuck out her tongue naughtily, and followed her sister to calm the water with peace of mind.

After a while, the suppressed river began to rebound, roaring like an angry dragon.

"Oops, the force of the rebound is so big, sister, I can't stand it." The girl in Tsing Yi is just an ordinary fourth-order demon, how can she suppress Jiangkou, and after a while, she is a little weak.

The woman in white looked embarrassed, she was a human body at this time, she couldn't exert her maximum mana, and she was extremely dangerous in the face of Zhenjiang's counterattack.

And just when the two of them couldn't advance or retreat, and it was difficult to parry, an auspicious cloud fell from the sky.

"Good, good, I didn't expect there to be such a good demon in the world, you two demons govern the water for the people, and your great achievements make the little monk admire."

The white-clothed monk came with a whisk in his hand, stepped on the auspicious clouds, glanced at the two demons who controlled the water, sat cross-legged in the clouds and pinched the mantra, and whispered: "Amitabha, natural disasters and calamities are inevitable for mortals, but my Buddha is merciful, great mercy, let the little monk help you get out of the sea of suffering." ”

After the white-clothed monk finished speaking, he swept away the dust, and a golden light fell from the sky.

The surrounding cumulonimbus clouds melted suddenly when they encountered the Buddha's light, and without the blessing of the crazy rainstorm, the pressure at the mouth of the Zhenjiang River was instantly reduced by three points.

"Wow, what a powerful monk, but how can he hold the dust, isn't that the Taoist priest?" The girl in Tsing Yi clapped her hands again and again, shouting that she had never seen the world, which attracted the white-clothed monk to take a second look.

"Xiaoqing, the monk also takes the dust, just like a Taoist priest can also knock on a wooden fish, many magic weapons and taboos of the two religions are the same." The woman in white explained, and the young monk nodded with a smile.

After laughing, the young monk restrained his smile, raised the golden bowl in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "The spring of nectar, wash away the filth, sprinkle the poplar branches lightly, Pudu sorrowful, collect!" ”

Thundered!!

Countless rivers rushed into the sky, turned into a water dragon, and rushed towards the golden bowl.

The golden bowl didn't know what kind of magic weapon it was, and let the river water enter it, but it didn't see the water overflowing.

When the officials of the Zhenjiang Mansion on the shore saw it, they all wrote the Zhenshui sacrifice text, only to see that the Taoist text was rising to the sky, constantly calming the anger of the river, and the water level that had skyrocketed again and again had dropped for the first time.

"What a powerful monk, how old is he, he actually stepped into the Arhat realm!" Seeing that the young monk's water control kung fu was even more powerful than her own snake demon, the woman in white couldn't help but widen her eyes.

After all, she is a snake, and the snake is water, and she is born with blessings in the water line.

The young monk's spell has a more powerful effect on water control than her, and eighty percent of them have already stepped into the Arhat realm.

"Could it be that this person is a contemporary Buddha?"

The woman in white was secretly frightened, speaking of which she also has a relationship with Buddhism, if it weren't for Guanyin Bodhisattva, she wouldn't be where she is today.

Facing the young monk who was suspected of being a Buddha, the woman in white was both envious and jealous, and her mood was so complicated that even she couldn't tell it.

"Dawei Tianlong, Shizun Jizo, two donors, let's do it for yourself in the future."

Seeing the river breathing, the dark clouds dispersed, and the young monk stepped on the auspicious clouds and left.

When the girl in Tsing Yi saw it, she hurriedly asked behind her and asked, "Little monk, what's your name?" ”

"Poor monk, Jinshan Temple Fahai!"

Fahai danced in the dust in his hand, turned into a Buddha and fled away.

"Fahai, my name is Xiaoqing, hey, don't go!"

Xiaoqing looked at the Buddha light in the distance, pouted and said to the woman in white, "Sister, he's gone." ”

"I've heard of this Fahai, he is the reincarnation of the Dizang lineage, and he is also the Buddha of this session, you better stay away from him. These reincarnated monks who have awakened the memories of their previous lives are ruthless and kill demons without blinking. ”

Hearing Fahai's name, Bai Suzhen's face changed greatly.

After Buddhism opened up the reincarnation, the prestige of the king of Jizo in the four lines of Buddhism has greatly increased, and the people of this line are currently very active.

"Sister, we have been enlightened by Guanyin Bodhisattva, and we don't do bad things, I'm afraid of what these monks will do. I can't say it, sister, you will achieve positive results in the future, fade away from the demon body, and become a Buddha and an ancestor. ”

Xiaoqing has a naïve personality and dares to say anything.

Bai Suzhen is different, she knows the truth that disaster comes from her mouth, and said in a deep voice: "Don't talk nonsense, the Bodhisattva said to me, I want to enter the world to practice this time, and I want to cross the love tribulation and killing tribulation." The love robbery should fall on the scholar surnamed Xu, and the killing robbery may not be on this monk.

When I saw this monk, I instinctively felt a palpitation, and when I practiced to my level, I was extremely sensitive to the reaction of the outside world, and palpitations often portended something.

It's a pity that you and I can't do the math, so we can't count the cause and effect, otherwise we can parry it earlier. ”

"What are you afraid of, people die and birds are facing the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years."

Xiaoqing played with her green silk, and then she didn't know what she remembered, so she took the initiative to hug Bai Suzhen's arm and asked with a sad face: "Sister, will you not want me anymore after you respond to the love robbery?" ”

"Silly girl, you have been practicing by my side for five hundred years, how could I not want you." Bai Suzhen looked helpless and flicked Xiaoqing's head.

Xiaoqing shook Bai Suzhen's arm and said resentfully: "Sister, don't you say that we are not very happy in the bamboo forest, why do you have to enter the WTO to meet the calamity?" What is good about cultivation, we can be our own little demons with peace of mind, and how good it is to be together forever. ”

Bai Suzhen heard the sound and laughed without saying a word.

Xiaoqing has been living under her wings, how would she know how many masters of the Buddha, Dao, and Demon clans she has beaten away outside in order to protect this tranquility in the past five hundred years.

If they didn't have this strength, the two sisters would have been eaten and eaten clean a long time ago, and what would they talk about.

Leisurely is not said with the mouth, but with strength.

On the path of cultivation, people who don't understand this truth will have no bones and scum left that have died a long time ago, and the grass on the grave is three feet high.