Chapter 216 A God-like Man



The stone steps leading to the top of the mountain are rugged and steep, and have been made even more slippery and dangerous by heavy rain.

Even so, Fu Jiusi still resolutely climbed the stairs.

In the pouring rain, the pious figure struggled towards the top of the mountain.

Every step is heavy and firm, every kneeling is full of awe, and every kowtow is filled with deep prayers.

In the past, he used to scoff at the ignorance and stupidity of his believers, who placed their hopes on vague and illusory gods.

When he had a soft spot, everything became different.

Faced with the dangerous situation of his wife and children, he felt unprecedented helplessness and despair.

Within the scope of his ability, all he could do was pray to God.

It was getting dark and I could no longer see the way up the mountain.

But he still stubbornly went up.

If you can't see clearly, just grope your way up.

His sincerity will not be scared away by the rainstorm, nor driven away by the darkness.

Wu Qian turned on the light on his cell phone and followed closely behind him.

The rain soaked their clothes, making them stick heavy to their bodies.

The night wind blew wildly, and the coldness pierced into the skin like sharp needles, leaving nowhere to hide.

The little remaining heat in their bodies was being taken away continuously, and they couldn't stop shivering.

Wu Qian held the umbrella over Fu Jiusi's head, hoping to use it to block a little bit of the wind for him.

Fu Jiusi refused sternly.

"This rain is a test from the gods. As long as I am not afraid of wind and rain and successfully reach the summit, Hua Qi and the baby will be safe."

Wu Qian sighed silently and had no choice but to remind them, "Then please watch your feet. Madam, Miss, and Master will be fine."

Gradually, the wind stopped and the rain became lighter.

You can even catch a glimpse of the moon in the drizzling night sky.

Normally, the sky on a rainy night is covered with thick clouds, making it difficult to see the moon.

Could it be that there really is a god on this mountain, and that he was moved by his sincerity?

Fu Jiusi slowly retracted his gaze, knelt upright, and shouted loudly, "Gods above, I, the believer Fu Jiusi, pray for my wife Hua Qi, my eldest son Fu Huiran, and my youngest daughter Fu Zhiyan. I am willing to sacrifice my life in exchange for their safety and health."

After saying that, he kowtowed three times.

Under the cold moonlight, his forehead was black.

It's obvious that it's blood.

Wu Qian clenched his fists in pain, the words he wanted to dissuade him lingering on his lips.

Before he could finish his words, he began to kneel and kowtow three times with one step.

Wu Qian sighed and sent a message to Wen Fan: What's the situation at the hospital?

Wen Fan didn't reply.

He asked Xiao O again.

Little O replied immediately: Master hasn’t woken up yet, Dr. Wen is watching over her in the ICU.

: The nurse said the two babies were fine, but they kept crying and refused to eat.

: My sister Chu Li and I were watching from outside, and our hearts ached.

Wu Qian decisively put away his umbrella and followed Fu Jiusi in knocking.

After enduring a whole night of hardship, the two finally reached the top of the mountain.

At this time, it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

The drizzle was falling like silk threads, and the whole world seemed to be gently shrouded by a layer of gauze.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, the steps leading up the mountain are like a long, winding dragon, hidden among the mountains and forests.

The mountains and forests in the distance were looming in the rain, leaving only a hazy outline, like a landscape painting in light ink.

The two of them tacitly withdrew their gazes, and when they turned around, they saw each other's embarrassment.

In comparison, Fu Jiusi looked much more embarrassed.

His forehead was bruised and bloody, and the blood, stained with mud, was all over his face.

My palms were scraped and my knees were bleeding.

Wu Qian hurriedly supported him, "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"

Fu Jiusi's eyes were filled with guilt. "This little bit of suffering is not even one ten-thousandth of what she went through for me."

The two men supported each other and limped into the temple.

Miraculously, the rain stopped the moment the two stepped through the door!

In the center of the temple courtyard stands a huge incense burner.

It is solemn and majestic, like a silent guardian.

The incense burner is huge, with exquisite patterns and mysterious symbols carved on its surface, exuding an ancient and sacred atmosphere.

Curls of green smoke rise from the incense burner and slowly dissipate in the air, like a bridge connecting the human world and the gods, carrying people's piety and prayers.

Behind the incense burner is a majestic and solemn temple with a tall and heavy door, which is carved with exquisite patterns.

Through the open temple door, you can see the statues enshrined inside.

Fu Jiusi turned around and washed his hands in the lotus copper basin beside him, then took the incense sticks from the incense table and lit them with an open flame.

Hold the incense in both hands, raise it above your head, bow to the deity, and insert the incense into the incense burner.

Then, kneel down on the cushion in front of the incense burner and kowtow and pray devoutly.

He knelt for a long time, unable to get up, and told the gods his wishes over and over again.

Suddenly, the sky cleared up and the bright sunlight poured down unreservedly, illuminating every corner of the temple.

All things are bathed in this warm and bright light, and are full of vitality.

Just then, a message popped up on Fu Jiusi's phone: Qizi is awake.

Wu Qian rushed to his side, holding the phone, his voice trembling with excitement, "Mr. Fu, the wife is awake!"

Fu Jiusi's body trembled slightly, and he raised his head stiffly, looking at Wu Qian in disbelief.

"Look, this is the message Dr. Wen sent you!"

Fu Jiusi's gaze fell on the phone screen, repeatedly confirming those four words.

As I watched, tears blurred my eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Wen Fan sent another voice message.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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