The string pond in the meditation room where the monks rested is not far away, not to mention that the temple is a quiet place, so suddenly someone shouted for help, Dong Wen was in front of the moon gate outside the meditation room, and he heard it very clearly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the moment, there were a lot of people playing with incense, so as soon as the shouts for help sounded, many people hurriedly looked for the sound and rushed over.

Naturally, Dong Wen is also included among these people.

The string pond is built according to a mountain spring, although it is not big, but it is also less than forty square meters, the round pool side builds a circle of white marble platform, and surrounds a circle of stone railings, the mountain spring falls into the string pool, the water flow is loud and clear, with the old ginkgo, it was originally also a scene of Chongguang Temple, but now it has been surrounded by three layers of people and three layers of water.

"Who saved my child, he can't swim, he's only 8 years old......"

"Please, save my grandson......"

Dong Wen cushioned his feet, and finally squeezed into the crowd, and the people around him chattered and whispered to each other, some watched the excitement, and some gossiped, but no one was willing to jump down to save people.

The old man and the child's mother were allowed to lie on the railing, crying and shouting, but they were indifferent.

"How did it fall. Dong Wen finally squeezed to the front, she first lay on the railing to look at the situation, immediately took off the pullover sweater she was wearing outside, pushed the crowd back, and started a simple stretching exercise on the spot.

Dong Wen knows how to water, she has been soaking in the swimming pool in the district since she was a child, if it weren't for the fact that junior high school and high school were desperately leaving homework, exams, and make-up classes in order to study, she might have stood on the podium of the pool by now according to her childhood dream.

"When I was able to feed the fish, I climbed on the railing and sat down, who would have thought that my feet would slip......" The child's mother saw that someone finally stood up and immediately calmed down a lot.

"Can you do it alone?"

Dong Wen looked single and thin, which made the child's mother worried, the big fat boy who fell down was 70 pounds, this girl ......

Saving people is important, Dong Wen didn't care about comforting the two parents who were crying weakly, and when she was almost done, she took off her shoes and turned over the stone railing that had grown a lot of moss.

Perhaps it was the dry season, and the water surface that should have been almost a few tens of centimeters away from the steps now looks like it is about a meter away from the steps.

Dong Wen looked at the splashes that were still appearing on the water, the bubbles that kept coming out of the water, and the child's head that appeared from time to time, and felt a little relieved.

However, this situation already indicates that the child is drowning, and he is unable to jump out of the water because of the closure of the underwater breathing passage.

Time is of the essence, and if you wait for the water surface to be silent, you will not necessarily find the result.

Without saying a word, Dong Wen jumped into the pool with a jump.

There were more and more onlookers on the shore, and there were more people holding up their mobile phones and laughing while recording videos than the previous crowd of whisperers.

"Let Jean, let Jean, it's important to save people... I said you don't go to the police, don't call people, what is that mobile phone shooting there!" An old voice sounded, and everyone turned around in surprise when they heard the words, only to see an old man in a jacket and a somewhat lame man, hanging a sign from the park management office, opening the way in front.

Behind him, two young monks walked behind each other carrying one end of a ladder, and the last one was an old monk in a brown and yellow robe, frowning at the end.

At this time, some pilgrims who often come to the temple recognized that in the end, this old monk was none other than the current master of Chongguang Temple, a Zen master.

"Hello abbot. ”

"Hello Abbot. ”

Some of those who recognized him folded their palms together in greeting, while three or five other people saw the abbot and suddenly fell to the ground and bowed, causing another round of discussion among the tourists who were purely curious onlookers.

"Amitabha, instead of worshipping me, an old monk who is about to die, you should go and worship the good man who jumped off the string pond to save people. A Zen master folded his hands, shook his head at the three or five people who had already fallen to his knees, turned around, and walked to the railing of the string pond without even looking at him.

Uncle Sun picked up Dong Wen's clothes from the ground, his eyebrows were twisted together, he walked to the side, said something softly, his eyes widened for a moment, and he leaned on the railing to look down.

I saw that Dong Wen had already fished up the fat boy who had fallen from the water, paddled with one hand, and hugged the child from his back with the other, so that his head was exposed to the air as much as possible.

Hurriedly wiping the water on his face, Dong Wen raised his head and looked around, and saw Uncle Sun.

"Grandpa Sun, ladder ladder!" she immediately shouted, with her own strength, it was good to keep the child from sinking for a while, but the child had drunk too much water and was already a little confused, and it was not easy for her to transport the child up by herself.

"Abbot, can you go down this ladder?" The depth of the water in the string pond has not been accurately measured so far, and it looks like three or five meters at a cursory glance.

A Zen master shook his head, the highest engineering ladder in the temple is only more than 6 meters, but this string pool ......

"Abbot, I took two bundles of climbing ropes, and I went down with Yuanzhao to help the female benefactor pull the child up and send it to the hospital first. The two monks who followed, one named Yuan Lang and the other called Yuan Zhao, were both young monks in Chongguang Temple, and now they had tied one end of the rope to themselves and the other end to the railing. When the abbot nodded, the two of them could jump in to help.

"Okay, you two be careful. Seeing that everything was in order, he pulled the rope and immediately nodded in agreement.

Pulling the rope, the two young mages climbed over the railing almost at the same time, with sharp hands and feet, and with quick movements, they climbed to the surface of the water in a few steps and jumped down.

"Donor, give the child to me. He looked at Dong Wen, who was already a little laborious in dragging the child, stretched out his hand to take the child, neatly put him on Yuanzhao's back, took off the outermost monk's robe, and used it as a rope to tie the little boy firmly.

"Okay, let's go up. Yuan Lang patted Yuan Zhao's shoulder and signaled that he could go up, so Yuan tugged on the rope, holding the boy behind him with one hand, holding the rope with the other, pedaling the pool wall with both feet, testing the weight, and then wrapping the rope around his arm, while climbing to the edge of the string pool step by step.

At this time, all the onlookers, including Dong Wen, who was still paddling under the pond, were stunned by this young monk who did not look so strong.

The abbot saw him come up, and wanted to reach out to help him, but he saw the little monk use his other hand to press the white marble steps, stretching the rope, and with a strong kick under his feet, the whole body jumped up, and then stood firmly on the ground with the little boy.