Chapter 936 Clay Statue in the Temple
The god in charge of the Milky Way looked embarrassed.
"Immortal Venerable, once the floodgates of this river are opened, we will rush down and will never be able to return to the upper realm. I am afraid..."
Hanchuan's eyes were full of compassion and mercy: "Open the gate."
"As long as the divine world can be preserved, I will bear all the responsibilities."
Tianhe God took a deep breath and looked at the mortal world with pity. There are millions of lives on earth, and once the floodgates of the Milky Way are opened, they will all be drowned.
He made hand gestures, and golden light fell on the sky. A strong voice resounded through the sky: "Open."
The raging, turbulent river water rolled down, sweeping towards the human world.
It seemed as if there were several big holes in the sky, and water from the Milky Way poured down.
There were cries of grief and cries for help everywhere, but in the blink of an eye, the ground was surrounded by water and turned into an ocean.
The water from the Milky Way was still flowing, and the people abandoned their properties and ran to higher places crying.
Xu Shiyun held her eldest son in her arms, feeling his body gradually getting colder, and her heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.
Shanshan didn't dare to look at her parents, nor did she dare to face her second and third brothers. She could only stand in front and fight against the gods.
His mother's shrill cry made his eyes hot.
A fierce battle between the two sides is about to break out.
In the distance, there were occasional monks wearing cloaks rescuing people everywhere. They said nothing and only focused on transferring the people to safe areas.
"Benefactor, may I know your name? If I can survive this disaster, I will come to your house to thank you in person." The rescued person wanted to ask for his name, but the other party waved his hand and hurriedly retreated, turning around to join a new rescue.
"They are not disciples of Chaoyang Sect." Someone muttered secretly, with a hint of reverence in his eyes.
Some even speculated that he was not from this world.
They save people in the mortal world in a low-key manner, saving people non-stop...
"Uncle, uncle... I'll give you a steamed bun. It's soft and delicious." The man in the black cloak was holding a little girl in his arms. The little girl was about two or three years old and had just been fished out of the Tianhe River.
When he was fished out of the water, his face was blue and purple from choking. The little girl was afraid of dirtying her uncle's clothes, so she wiped it carefully with her hands.
The eyes of the person holding her became a little gentler.
Patting her back, he placed her on the top of the mountain.
But the little girl grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Uncle, eat..."
The little girl's eyes were sparkling, but when she thought of something, they dimmed again, and she felt a little embarrassed: "Tangtang, the food and meat were all washed away by the water."
"This looks like something my mother left for me...she made it herself." She kept this little steamed bun in her arms for two days, and only dared to eat a few bites slowly when she was extremely hungry.
Steamed buns taste like mother’s.
This is her most cherished treasure.
This is what my mother paid for with her life.
At this moment, she stood on tiptoe tremblingly and held it in both hands in front of the man.
The man was covered in a cloak, with only a pair of bright eyes showing. Upon hearing these words, his originally firm and bright eyes were stunned.
He couldn't bear to refuse, so he held it in his hand.
Someone behind her looked at her in horror and patted the little girl on the shoulder: "Nonsense, how could this gentleman eat the steamed buns you have hidden for days? They are all gone." Even though she was only wearing a black cloak, the sheen of the cloak made it look like it was not ordinary.
The adult was afraid of offending him, so he pulled the little girl behind him and apologized humbly.
"Children are ignorant, so just throw this thing away. Thank you for saving my life..." The man pulled the little girl and was about to kowtow to express his gratitude.
But the man in black stopped her and looked at the little girl dimly.
He pulled it gently, revealing his jade-like true face.
In front of the little girl, he put the steamed bread into his mouth bit by bit and chewed it carefully: "It's delicious. Your mother's cooking skills are very good."
The little guy's originally gloomy eyes suddenly brightened.
Master Lingxiao had bitterness in his eyes and walked forward to touch the little girl's head. While she wasn't paying attention, he put a small storage bag in her pocket. Only she could open the storage bag, which contained some clothes and food, so she would not lose her life.
He understands that it is a crime to possess a treasure.
True Lord Lingxiao put on his cloak again and traveled through the mortal world.
The little girl looked at the receding figure and tilted her head in confusion: "I think I've seen him somewhere..."
"When my mother was still alive, she took me to the temple to worship the gods. I seem to have seen him..."
Someone nearby asked, "Is he a monk? But he has hair."
The little girl shook her head and said no.
He is a clay statue in the temple.
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