Three months later, Houto left Xihai City disappointed.

He returned to the fishing village, found a place facing the sea, dug a mound of clothes, buried all Li Haijing's clothes, backpack and mobile phone there, and erected a stone tablet that read: The tomb of his sister Li Haijing.

From now on, he has no relatives and is once again alone.

He staggered to the seashore at a loss, a sense of sadness overflowing his face. He stood on the beach, pointed his index finger to the sky, and asked God: Where is his home? Where did he come from and where will he go? Where should he go?

However, there was no response on the quiet beach, and all he saw was the sea breeze, the sea, the rippling water, and the reef silently......

"Young man, I see that you have a noble spirit, do you want to take a look at your appearance?" Suddenly, an old voice shattered the silence of the seaside.

Houtu looked back, and there was a hunchbacked old man not far from the beach greeting him. In this area, tourists often come to travel, so there are often some fortune tellers who set up stalls on the roadside.

"I'm a calamity, what's so expensive?" Hou Tu shook his head at the old man, his own life was like that, and he didn't have to count it at all.

"Look, I won't take you money, just when you bring me good fortune," said the hunchbacked old man, and smiled to himself.

Houtu hesitated and walked over, and finally shook his head, he had heard that if he told fortunes too many times, he would be disliked by God.

At this moment, a runaway car flew from the road and crashed straight into the hunchbacked old man. Hou Tuyan was quick and pulled it with his hand, just enough for the hunchback to avoid the impact of the vehicle. The out-of-control vehicle ran over the old man's stall, rushed into the beach, and slowly came to a halt in the water.

"Damn old man, it's really unlucky" A group of young people who got out of the runaway car yelled at the hunchbacked old man. The hunchbacked old man didn't dare to reply, and silently cleaned up his stall.

"See, I'm the disaster star, hehe" Houtu laughed at himself and walked into the distance.

"Alas, it's clearly a bad star, hurry up and worship the Buddha and ask" The old man muttered with his head down, not knowing who he was talking to.

"Worship Buddha asked?"

Hou Tu was stunned, when he was in Lingjiu Mountain, he had such a thought. Later, by mistake, he forgot about it. Now, his silent heart is beginning to sprout stupidly again.

The next day, after a little preparation, he took a car to Zhujiajian. Zhu Jiajian, a name that always lingers in his mind. There are some famous monasteries here that are famous overseas.

Among them, there is a famous temple perched on a mountain peak, facing the blue sea, and the surrounding environment is very secluded and the scenery is very charming.

In this famous temple, Guanyin Bodhisattva is enshrined, so it is regarded as the dojo of Guanyin Niangniang. Every year, a large number of devotees and tourists come here to pray for good fortune.

There are many halls in the temple, with many towers and nunnery, the most famous of which are the Thousand Buddha Pavilion and the Shakya Hall.

The Thousand Buddha Pavilion is a majestic tower with a thousand small Buddhas enshrined inside. Shakyamuni Hall is the main worship hall in the temple, which enshrines the true body relics of Shakyamuni Buddha.

When he arrived at the monastery, he reverently bowed to all the bodhisattvas, and then went to the reception room of the monastery and asked to become a monk in the monastery.

"I'm sorry, you go to another temple and ask" The reception of the temple was some nuns, and everyone looked at Houtu with strange expressions.

"Why don't you want me, I really want to become a monk" Houtu wondered.

"Donor, we are here in a nunnery, a place for women to become monks," a beautiful female nun patiently explained to him.

"Huh? It's sloppy" Hou Tu suddenly blushed and fled from the reception room in a panic. I don't know how long it took him to stop slowly.

"Poof" A crisp sound immediately caught his attention. His first reaction was, did someone jump into the sea?

He ran over to see that there was a steep cliff, about ten meters from the sea. He saw a man in the water struggling.

The man in the water didn't seem to be able to swim, and struggled wildly in the water, and after a while, his struggles became smaller and smaller.

Houtu couldn't care so much, so he hung his backpack on a nearby tree and jumped down immediately. At the moment when his body touched the water, the huge counter-impact force made him a little trance-like.

However, after all, he has experienced strong winds and waves, and this pain is nothing. He steadied himself, immediately judged the exact location of the man who had fallen into the water, and swam behind him.

At this time, the man who fell into the water no longer had the strength to flutter, and his body was sinking. Just then, Houtu arrived, and his left hand hugged the man's chest to prevent him from struggling again.

At the same time, he quickly looked around, dragged the man who fell into the water, and swam back to the shore of the island a few hundred meters away. He first dragged the man to the shore, then hugged his waist and tossed him upside down, using the sponge first aid method he had seen on TV, which was to pour out the water that the other person had sucked into.

He then placed the man flat on the ground and began to breathe and compress his chest. This method is called cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and involves 30 compressions on the chest, followed by two blows, at a frequency of 100 to 120 blows per minute.

After pressing for a while, he turned the body of the man who fell into the water to his side and made the other person spit out the seawater. Nearly eight minutes later, the man came to his senses.

Only then did Houtu realize that he had just saved a very beautiful girl, with a face similar to Li Haijing, but her eyes were not very similar.

"Sister Seaview?"

Houtu's heart trembled. The rescued girl didn't speak, she looked at Houtu weakly, as if she had a thousand words.

"Let's go up first," Houtu carefully picked up the girl. When I returned to the island, it was already dark, and there were no more pedestrians on the main road. Luckily, his worn-out backpack was still there.

Suddenly, a sudden wind blew from the sea, and a heavy rain immediately fell up and down the island.

"Wow, what a ghost," he picked up the girl and ran forward. However, the wind was too strong and the rain was too strong, and it was difficult for them to walk.

As it happened, he found a small stone cave on the mountain, about a meter wide, with its back to the sea, just enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

Entering the small stone cave, he asked the girl to lean against the wall of the stone cave, and then he sat opposite her, ready to make an emergency call. But he found that the mobile phone in the pocket of his clothes had entered the water and could no longer be used.