Countless people rushed out of the streets, sandbag trenches, and cracks in the rocks of the beach to run towards the passage on the river, and a few people ran towards the city.

"Captain Yang, Commander Yang!" a voice came from behind.

Yang Ze looked back, and a figure rode his horse quickly, and when he got closer, "It turned out to be Battalion Commander Luo, what's wrong? Your team has lost the 36th Division? Have you become a lost dog? Lao Tzu doesn't want to fight with his own people! I'd rather keep this life and go to be a little devil! Don't persuade me!"

"Commander Yang! You misunderstood! I came to ask you to cross the river. Outside Xiaguan, the Dragon King has appeared! A passage has been opened for hundreds of thousands of people in Jinling, from Xiaguan to Pukou on the other side! Now the troops on the riverside have passed to the opposite side. I'm here to inform you, you don't have to fight hard with the little devils, hurry up and cross the river! Otherwise, I don't know when the passage will be closed!"

Yang Ze's eyes squinted, "Luo Dabang! You deceived Lao Tzu as a three-year-old child, right? ! Why don't you say that you blow out a passage by the river? Damn! If you want to trick Lao Tzu into going back, you don't have to play such a shoddy trick, right?"

"Commander Yang, believe it or not! Anyway, now that tens of thousands of troops have begun to cross the river, I don't know when this passage will be closed, but some of them have passed! Farewell! Lao Tzu is unwilling to watch you Regiment Commander Yang go shopping with the Japanese and lose the lives of the Chinese disciples in vain! Farewell! Lao Tzu still has to inform other troops!" After speaking, Battalion Commander Luo on horseback took the horse's head and clamped his feet, and ran to other places.

Yang Zehu looked suspiciously at Camp Commander Luo who was far away, this guy has a good relationship with himself, so he won't deceive himself, right? He looked in the direction of the city gate to the north, and saw countless ordinary people pouring out of the street with their families and mouths, heading towards the city gate, and thought to himself: Damn, is there really a dragon lord appearing?

Yang Ze looked at his troops, they were all brothers, and the battle for days had already been ragged and disgraced, so he relied on this army to fight a bloody road with the Japanese, and there was no other way than to drain the blood. Looking at the expectant eyes of the brothers below, Yang Ze made up his mind and said fiercely, "Damn! Fucking turn back! Go to Xiaguan! If you don't see any passage today, Lao Tzu and his Luo stick will not be finished! Let's go!"

When Yang Ze's troops heard the instructions, they immediately cheered, after all, there was hope of escaping, and no one was willing to risk the chance of dying and fighting with the little devil. Suddenly, the crowd marched towards the city gate in high spirits. Yang Ze gritted his teeth, "Luo Dabang, Lao Tzu is pressing the treasure on you this time!"

Old man Chen's family hid in their own yard, shivering, his wife, daughter, grandson, and granddaughter hid in the house, and Old Man Chen didn't dare to make a sound when he listened to the gunshots coming from time to time outside the courtyard. The son-in-law went out to buy something and was killed by the little devil's shell, and when he heard that the Japanese were about to enter the city, he was blocked and refused to leave, and the family could only stay at home, just hoping that the little devil would enter the city and not kill people indiscriminately.

"Bang bang bang, bang" A sound of eager knocking on the door came from the wooden board, startling Lao Chen's head, could it be that the little devil entered the city so quickly? A voice came from the door: "Uncle Chen, open the door quickly, open the door quickly, Uncle Chen!" This is the voice of the neighbor Zhang Jiadagui, didn't the family go to the river to flee for their lives? Could it be that they were arrested by Little Japan?

Although there were doubts in his heart, Old Man Chen still opened the door, "Dawa, didn't your family go to Xiaguan, why did you come back again?" Standing outside the door was a young man with a sweaty face.

Zhang Dagui wiped the sweat from his face, "Uncle Chen, hurry up, take your aunt and sister to the riverside to cross the river! It's too late!"

Old man Chen grabbed Zhang Dagui, "Dagui, make it clear, what will you cross the river? Aren't they all blocked? Why is it too late?"

Zhang Dagui hurriedly said, "Uncle! The dragon lord has appeared! A passage has been opened at the mouth of the river outside Xiaguan to the other side, so take your family and run away, and it will be safe when you cross the Yangtze River! My father, mother, and Ergui have all passed, and I will come back to inform the neighbors to accept the residence." Da Gui quickly finished a few words like a gun, broke away from Old Man Chen's hand, ran to the next door quickly, and slapped the door eagerly, "Uncle Zhao, open the door, Uncle Zhao! I'm Zhang Dagui!"

Old man Chen was stunned and went back to the house.

"Dad, what's wrong? Is it that the Japanese army has entered the city?" the wife asked as she looked at the old man Chen who staggered into the house.

When the daughter on the bed heard her mother's words, she tightened the two children in her arms again, what the Japanese army meant when they entered the city, the common people knew in their hearts, but there was no way to escape, this was fate! She had already thought about it in her heart, and she also hid scissors on her body, and when necessary, she would strike first. The young woman's eyes revealed determination.

"Hurry up, everyone, pack up your things!Let's go to Xiaguan!" Old man Chen came back to his senses and said quickly, "Put the things on the cart, let's go!" The family hurriedly put the children and luggage on the cart, the old man Chen pushed, and his daughter helped his wife trot out of the courtyard gate and went down. Along the way, there were more and more people, parcel vehicles, men, women and children crowded the streets, and countless people merged into a torrent to rush down the pass.

At this moment, there was no gunfire, no cannonball, and no crying, only hurried footsteps.

Countless people carried large bags and small bags, supported each other, and carried luggage, mules and horses on their shoulders to the passage in the river. Many old people came to the riverside, looked at the miracle in front of them, knelt on the ground, and verbally recited, "Thank you Dragon King! Thank you, Dragon King!" and then they were helped up by their families and went down to the bottom of the river together and entered the passage.

In December, all the people who remained in Jinling were poor people, and the rich officials had already run away, and Jinling, which originally had a million people, had only 200,000 people left at the end of November, and now there were still 100,000 troops in the city in the rout.

Many people have lived in Jinling all their lives, and have also swam and crossed boats on the Yangtze River, but they have never seen what it looks like under the Yangtze River. There are no monsters, no strange stones, only yellow sand and countless round stones, this two-kilometer passage is now full of cars and horses, walking, carrying burdens, pushing carts, leading donkeys and horses, a piece of black girl.

A little girl was held by her mother, walking on the sand and gravel at the bottom of the river with her little legs, looking at the river standing next to her, standing majestically and motionlessly, she couldn't help but poke it gently with her little fingers, feeling slippery, cool, and soft, I couldn't help but be happy, and the action was getting bigger and bigger. By the time her mother reacted, the child had already stretched her entire palm into the river of the wall of water, drawing a line along the way she came, giggling in her mouth.

The young mother inadvertently looked down at her child, and when she saw this scene, her face turned white, for fear that her child would accidentally poke a hole in the water curtain next to her, and the surging river gushed out, taking away tens of thousands of people in this channel. Hurriedly pulled back the little girl's palm that was stretched into the precipitation, "You girl! Look for death! Be careful that the dragon lord is angry!" hurriedly changed the girl's hand to hold it, for fear that she would make trouble for herself again.

The little girl didn't know why she reached out and touched the river water, the dragon lord would be angry, in her opinion, the water that would not fall to the ground was so interesting, since her mother didn't allow it, she could only give up, so she had to bite her fingers and continue to move forward.

An old woman bent over, carrying two big burdens and difficult to advance at the bottom of the river, although the bottom of the river at this moment has no water, and the sand and gravel are not wet, but there are always many round stones at the bottom of the river. The sand and gravel that has lost water becomes hard, and ordinary people have no problem walking on it, but the grandmother is small-footed, and it is inconvenient to walk, and if she accidentally steps on a round stone, she falls to the ground, and the two burdens on her hands are heavy, and she can't get up for a while, and she is anxious.

Suddenly, a strong hand came out from under her armpit behind her, and lifted herself up, and the old woman looked back to see that she was a young man carrying a burden, followed by a donkey, and on the donkey was also riding an old mother.

"Grandma, your burden is so heavy, why don't you put it in my burden, I'll help you pick it up, you walk carefully, just follow me. The young man spoke.

"What's so embarrassing about that?" the old woman was afraid of bothering others.

"Old sister, it's okay. My son has a lot of strength, and the two burdens are not heavy. The old mother on the donkey spoke.

"Then I'm sorry for you. The old lady followed the young man behind.

"Yes, we have survived this road. The old mother on the donkey said.

"yes, we all survived. The old woman muttered to herself.

Several carriages moved slowly, and in the middle of the carriage sat an old man.

The old man looked at the water wall as high as 30 meters around him, and he didn't feel anything from a distance, walking next to the water wall, he realized the majesty of the water wall, and everyone walked by the water's edge, just like ants, it was really small.

"Son!" said the old man, calling to his child.

"What's the matter? A man in the prime of life listened to the voice of his old man and hurriedly came over to greet him.

The old man pointed to the water wall next to him and said, "This time the dragon lord appeared and saved hundreds of thousands of people in our Jinling, and in the future, this riverside must build a temple for the dragon lord, but we can't forget the dragon lord's life-saving grace!"

"Okay, Dad! my son will do it!" The man looked at the wall of water, his glasses shone, originally he had studied abroad, he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, he just felt that it was all a lie, but everything in front of him, how to explain it?

Lu Xihua's mind stopped in the air, looking at the crowd of people crossing the river in the middle of the river, his heart relaxed, he finally lived up to Cai'er's expectations, and was rejoicing, when the words of the old monk in the mountains suddenly sounded in his ears, "You are not here, but you are doing this." The donor has his own supernatural powers, but he doesn't know that the supernatural powers are less than the number of days. Alas, forget it, everything is fate, and the donor will understand it in the future. ”

Lu Xihua didn't know what the old monk meant, what days could he have? I didn't take it to heart when I thought about it, I just wanted the moment!

In the early morning of 13 December, the city of Jinling was finally broken, and the Japanese invaded Jinling in an all-round way, and the people in the city retreated to Jiangbei except for a few who were unwilling to retreat, and the army also retreated from the Yangtze River.

50,000 people in front of the Japanese invaders chased to the riverside, the Yangtze River was divided, there was a road in the middle, the thunder on the river was shining, the boat could not be launched, seeing this strange situation in the river, the army originally stopped, did not dare to pursue, but the commander above gave an order and mustered up the courage to chase into the river, just when the Japanese army of 20,000 people crossed the heart of the river, for a moment the thunder roared on the river, the river collapsed, 20,000 Japanese soldiers and civilians buried at the bottom of the river, tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians on the north bank knelt down to thank the dragon king of the Yangtze River, and the Japanese invaders on the south bank did not dare to make the slightest sound. This incident was designated as the first wonder of the Republic of China, and some good people also took photos at that time, which was rumored to be a strange story for a while.

Lu Xihua killed 20,000 Japanese criminals, his heart was relaxed, he only felt tired in his heart, his mind was relaxed, and in an instant, he returned to the futon in the main hall of the mountain temple, still sitting upright, at this moment in the main hall, the old monk and others were gone, leaving only the red-clothed monk alone.

Lu Xihua still couldn't move, and when he saw Monk Zhuang, he saw that Monk Zhuang had already gotten up and nodded to him. Lu Xihua was really tired and was about to go to sleep. In a daze, I only heard the Zhuang monk Heshi say, "You have a vajra heart, and I will pass on the vajra method." But those who are capable of doing things will attain the bodhi body. ”

All of a sudden, another voice came, "If I hear it, the Buddha is defending the country for a while, and the tree is only for the lonely garden....." Lu Xihua was already asleep at the moment.