At this moment, the white mist outside the mountain gate turned into yellow clouds, fluttering into the temple, surrounding the main hall, and Lu Xihua could no longer see the situation outside the hall at this moment.

The old monk recited the scriptures, only to see that the ground in the hall gradually turned into a blue pool, and some ripples appeared in the pool from time to time, as if everyone was on the surface of the pool. Suddenly, small golden buds appeared around everyone, and gradually bloomed, and it turned out to be lotus flowers. Lotus flowers, lotus branches, and lotus leaves are intertwined, and it is a grand scene. But at this moment, Lu Xihua suddenly remembered a word in his heart: yellow clouds descended from the sky, and golden lotus surged from the ground.

The fat monk grinned, but was silent. There are three kinds of flowers around him out of thin air, one flower, which resembles a chicken's claw, one after another, with a dragon's whisker outside, and a little bit of light; a flower, which is glazed and looks like jade, warm and moist like smoke, and cannot be seen carefully; and a flower, which is shaped like a white lotus, with seven colors at the bottom and milky white on the top. Three kinds of flowers, the size of a fist, fly up and down around its body, slowly spinning.

Seeing this situation, Lu Xihua is this, is this the legendary skyfall?

The face of the monk Zhuang is solemn, his body glows red, the red light forms clouds, and the white dragons shuttle between them, magnificent and magnificent, and there are even villains, ghosts and human bodies, looming in the clouds and mist.

The black-clothed monk had a sad face, and there were villains in the shape of bird-headed and snake-headed human figures, unable to see men and women, and patrolling the air with various weapons in hand.

The handsome monk was dressed in a blue and white monk's robe, still smiling, as if there was nothing difficult in the world, and he seemed to be surrounded by beautiful women because of his handsome appearance. There are little women, with a single horn on their heads, wearing ribbons, holding musical instruments, wearing gold rings on all limbs, bunching their hair and bare feet, playing and flying around the monks. There are also little women, with five colors, delicate appearance, silver eyes and white skin, holding flowers and Yingluo, with sound and music, exuding all kinds of fragrances.

In the main hall, there are five monks, five colors of light, each with a vision, but the old monk is respected. Lu Xihua couldn't move, so he could only silently recite the word "Lin" in his heart to fight against it, and the five-colored light couldn't get close.

As the monks chanted, a "swastika" character gradually appeared in the air, slowly rotating, Lu Xihua's mind moved, and he couldn't help but look at the swastika in the air.

Lu Xihua felt that he had no hands and feet, no body, only a pair of eyes, which he could check everywhere, and when he looked back, he saw his body sitting on the futon, his upper body standing upright, his eyes closed, and his hands touching his knees, which was exactly what he looked like when he first sat on the futon.

Lu Xihua was so anxious that he couldn't speak, but he couldn't, so he could only wander his thoughts within the swastika.

There is no time in the hall, I don't know how long it took, the swastika with the sound of the five monks chanting the scriptures became louder and louder, began to slowly rise into the air, Lu Xihua found that there was no roof above the hall at this moment, and in less than a moment this swastika came to the sky, with a colorful glow, slowly moving eastward.

On December 2, Jiangyin was lost, and the first and second fleets of the main force of the Chinese Navy were all sunk in the Sino-Japanese Battle of Jiangyin, and most of the soldiers were martyred.

On 8 December, the Japanese army fully occupied the first-line defensive positions on the periphery of Jinling and began to attack the outer positions.

On December 12, the Japanese 6th Division broke through to the Zhonghua Gate but failed to penetrate, and the rest of the walled positions were still in the hands of the Nationalist Army. Tang Shengzhi, commander of the Jinling garrison, gave the order to break through and retreat, and the resistance of the national army collapsed.

When the swastika came to the sky above Jinling, the wharf at Xiaguan in the north of Jinling was in chaos, and the troops in the city who had received the order to retreat were gathering at Xiaguan, while the 36th Division, which was responsible for blocking the Rujiang Gate, did not receive an order to allow the troops to retreat, and clashed with the troops who retreated from the city to Xiaguan, and these troops, who were supposed to protect the people, were killed or trampled to death in the battle for the dock. At this moment, Jinling is like a cage, all people are trapped in this cage, and all that awaits them is the fate of destruction.

At this time, the swastika in the air has become the general size of Jinling City, slowly rotating above Jinling City, a hole appears in the middle, there is a glow, only a few zhang in size, and the swastika of the size of the city is almost invisible. Every corpse in the city fell, and a little spiritual light fell from the swastika, shining above the corpse, and a faint ball of light appeared on the corpse, and with the spiritual light flew into the sky, into the hollow in the middle, and disappeared.

Lu Xihua watched the people and troops below fall one by one, and was terrified: No, this is not what I want! I only want this life, not the next life, no matter whether these dead Li people are happy or not, it is not my original intention, I want to save them and fulfill my promise to Cai'er, this is not what I want!

To save the people and find a way, Lu Xihua cast his eyes on the water surface of the Yangtze River outside Xiaguan, the two-thousand-meter-wide water surface has become the hope of the entire Jinling army and people, and the tragedy of 300,000 corpses and bones cannot be repeated!

On the water surface of the lower pass of the Yangtze River, seven or eight Japanese patrol boats were wandering back and forth, and the machine guns on them did not pull continuously, but when someone crossed the river on a raft or swimming, from time to time they fired one or two rounds and hit the water next to them, frightening the man to speed up and cross the river, causing the Japanese soldiers on the boat to laugh. Although the Japanese army was firing little by little, many soldiers and civilians who broke through the defense line on the river fled one after another to the north of the river.

Lu Xihua saw it in his eyes, and he was extremely angry in his heart, staring at the river, and shouted in his heart, "Front!"

Standing on the patrol boat, Okamoto and Kameda were shooting at the soldiers and civilians fleeing from the river, "There are so many people in Shina, and it reminds me of the scenery when I was carrying water in the mountains and saw the fish migrating. The same is true of the fish, swimming against the current, preparing to spawn, jumping from stream to river in the hope of reaching deep in the mountains to lay offspring. Leaping between the mountains and rocks, most of them died in the long journey, how similar to the scenery in front of them. "Kameda was a monk in the mountains before joining the army, and he often had some feelings.

Okamoto smiled, "The spawning fish is delicious, and the roe full of roe, after being fried in oil, has a fragrant aroma, which was a treatment that only samurai adults could have in the past." I miss my mother's plum rice so much, and it is sour in my mouth. After we occupy the country, I will take my mother over, and the products here are too rich to be occupied by the inferior people, but only worthy of our noble Yamato people. ”

Kameda smiled, "Yes, I want to build a big temple, marry a few wives, and have a bunch of children, so that the temple can be passed on." Okamoto-kun, let's work together!" he stretched out his hand to Okamoto.

Okamoto was just about to hand his hand to Kameda when he felt a shock under his feet, and the patrol boat began to shake violently.

"Earthquake?!" The soldiers from Japan first reported that the earthquake was very familiar in their country, and then they reacted that this is in China, and there will be no earthquake.

The two men turned their heads to the bow of the boat, only to see that the middle section of the Yangtze River was boiling like boiling water, and the river surface was disconnected from the middle, turning into a line connecting the two banks, and the huge waves on both sides of the line were raised, and the waves were almost as high as 20 meters, far higher than the bow of the patrol boat, turning into a wall, attacking both sides.

Okamoto shouted in a trembling voice, "Turn around!"

Kameda knelt on the board, "The great god of Yaki is angry!" kowtowed.

No matter how fast the patrol boats were, they did not move as fast as the huge waves, and in an instant, seven or eight patrol boats on the river were submerged in the huge waves and disappeared.

The huge waves were discharged, revealing the deep bottom of the river, and from Xiaguan to Pukou, a passage of 100 meters wide, 30 meters deep, and 2,000 meters long was formed in broad daylight.

Lu Xihua shouted in his heart, "Everyone run!"

Yes, this passage is Lu Xihua's spiritual thoughts, on top of the swastika with the help of the secret of the word "before", broken through the water, in order to give the soldiers and civilians of the city a way to survive.

"The Dragon Lord has appeared!" "The two warring sides in the city, I don't know which one suddenly shouted such a sentence, and some people looked back, and this look could not be turned back, and gradually, the gunfire on the position became smaller and smaller.

"Dog, quick, give me a magazine! Lao Tzu wants to teach these deserters a good lesson. "A man with a beard and a gray face hid behind the sandbags, observing the situation on the other side through the cracks in the sandbags. Just now, his position was suppressed, one was hit by the gunfire on the opposite side and couldn't raise his head, I don't know why, the gunfire on the opposite side gradually decreased, and he just took the opportunity to kill a few deserters.

"Dog, dog!" the man shouted while observing with his eyes, and handed his left hand to the side to ask for a magazine, and waited for a while, but found that his comrades did not react. The man turned his head to look and saw that the youngest soldier in the team, his assistant, the dog, was looking stupidly behind him, motionless.

The man was angry, this fucking big fight, you dog day was stunned on the side, and it was a slap on the side, "You dog day, what are you stunned! Quickly give the old bullet clip!"

The dog didn't feel anything after being beaten, and still looked at the river in a daze, "Squad leader, the dragon lord has appeared and told us to go." ”

"Go Nima! Are you kid eating too much ammunition and his brain is confused! Quickly load Lao Tzu with ammunition!" the man grabbed the dog's collar and yelled loudly, deciding to let this fool go after this battle is over.

The dog raised his right arm tremblingly and pointed to the Yangtze River behind him, "Squad leader, look at the ...... behind"

The man turned his head and shouted in his mouth, "I see you ......" Before he finished speaking, he was gone, and the hand that was holding the dog's collar also let go. In front of his eyes, the wide Yangtze River parted from the center, and a long channel passed through the bottom of the river, forming on both banks. The passage is wide, almost 100 meters, and on both sides is the high river, which is oppressed by an invisible force and cannot enter the passage for half a minute. There are stones, water and grass at the bottom of the river, which is rugged, but there is not a drop of water, and the bottom of the river is dry and waiting for people to pass.

"Run!" A loud roar in the crowd seemed to wake up tens of thousands of stunned soldiers and civilians on the bank of the river, and everyone mustered unprecedented courage to run to the opposite bank two thousand meters away.