(Preface: Almost all kinds of ancient myths and legends of civilizations have descriptions of "Great Flood". Of course, this can be verified and studied from the perspective of climate or hydrology. But from the perspective of myth, what does "Great Flood" mean? It not only symbolizes the punishment of heaven on man, but also symbolizes the struggle between man and heaven. From a deeper meaning, it also vaguely reveals the self-examination consciousness of mankind from the ignorant era to the civilization era. This self-examination is complex, and the depth of thought contained is no less than that of contemporary human thoughts thousands of years later. It includes many elements such as reflection on one's own behavior, the ultimate goal of civilization, the relationship between man and nature and the universe. Therefore, there are also stories about floods in this "Shenyou".)

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I finally figured out the second meaning of God's words. This is the beginning of "Genesis" in the Bible, which talks about God's creation of the world within seven days. It means that all things in the world are born out of nothing. I experienced this kind of insight in the realm of spiritual elixir, so I knew it.

The next morning, when I walked out of the house, the mountains and fields around me were still the same, but when I looked up, I felt different. Every brick, every tile, every grass and every tree became vivid. I saw a grass on the side of the road, and suddenly my thoughts moved slightly, far away, but my spiritual sense seemed to be able to touch it. With a finger, my heart felt that the grass was automatically without wind.

When I was feeling for this new realm, I suddenly heard a thunder in my ear! The thunder sounded, and even the earth was trembling gently. I was shocked. What happened? Is there something wrong with practicing the exercises? Is there another thunder coming in my ears? I looked up and then I felt relieved. It turned out that it was not my illusion. God really thundered!

I don’t know when layers of dark clouds came in the sky. When the first thunder sounded, lightning and thunder continued to roll, and raindrops as big as soybeans were falling. It was raining! The pouring rain lasted for days.

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When I first entered the realm of spiritual elixir, I should do my best every day and not let it go. But I didn’t do this. It’s not that I don’t want it, but that God doesn’t let it go!

I was wearing shorts, barefoot and a pair of liberation shoes, and stood naked on the Qingyi River embankment, facing the floods all over the sky. This summer, Wucheng City had floods again. This flood is said to be a century-old and has come in a turbulent situation, even surpassing the major floods in 1931 fifty-nine years ago. There are many floods in the south of the Yangtze River, and floods every three years every five years. I have never seen floods since I was a child, but I have never seen such a big flood.

Wucheng is located in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, a combination of plains and mountains and hills, with rich resources and is a land of fish and rice since ancient times. However, this terrain also has its natural defect, which is frequent floods. Since ancient times, residents here have fought with floods and formed a relatively special farmland hydraulic facility - the wei.

"水" is a local character, pronounced as "水", and the meaning is similar. It uses a circle of dams to enclose the land and farms together, shaped like an irregular bathtub. When the flood comes, the dyke blocks the water outside the fields. This town at the foot of Zhaoting Mountain is called Liqiao Township, and most of the farmland fish ponds in Liqiao Township are in Liqiao Township.

The dike of Liqiaowei is actually a large horseshoe-shaped one, because one end of it is surrounded by the mountain of Zhaoting Mountain, and it does not need to be built into a circular wall like on the plain. On the other side, the dike is part of the Qingyi River dike. There are many drainage and irrigation stations on the dike, which can be used for irrigation and water to prevent waterlogging. Liqiaowei is not a very large dike in Wucheng, but it is not small. There are 70,000 mu of farmland, 40,000 mu of ponds in the dike area, and more than 100,000 people live in it.

Why did I appear on the embankment? Because I am also a member of the flood control and flood control army. Our Shizhu Village is in the mountains and not in the dike area, and the water will not flood our village. However, the village has an order that all the middle-aged men in the township will go to the embankment to prevent floods. In addition to the order, this is actually a village agreement. Think about it, if the people in Shizhu Village do not go to the embankment during flood control, when the drought is resistant to the next year, why should the superior allocate materials to you?

A village agreement is an unwritten law in the countryside. For example, there is another one that women are not allowed to go to the dike during flood prevention. Several professors in universities have studied this one. It is said that this is because women were regarded as the protection of private property in the past or were superstitious. In fact, you will know the reason after going to the dike. It is indeed not suitable for women to stay here. I at least wore pairs of pants, and some villagers simply were naked and their butts were naked. Anyway, the clothes were immediately wet with mud and water when they were worn on their bodies, which was very uncomfortable.

Another reason why women are not suitable for going up the dike is that they can't stay here. When floods come, snakes and rats can be seen everywhere on the dike, and water can be driven out of the cave. Snakes and rats are natural enemies, but they are safe in the face of natural disasters and are not disturbed by others. At this time, many people have fallen in the straw shed on the other side of the dike and have taken advantage of the storm to take advantage of the storm to take advantage of the storm to take a quick rest.

This day was July 11, 1990, the fifteenth day of the sixth lunar month, and it was early in the morning. I was holding a sledgehammer in my hand and had not closed my eyes for two days and two nights. Fortunately, my energy and physical strength were far beyond ordinary people, otherwise I would really not be able to stand it.

What do you ask me about using a hammer to fight floods? It is used to hit wooden stakes. When guarding the dam, you are afraid of wind and waves, second, afraid of rapids, and third, afraid of static pressure at high water level. When blasting, you can sweep away large areas of earth and rocks on the dam at one time, and it is likely to break a gap; when the dam is too fast, it will erode the dam bit by bit, thin the dam layer by layer. Therefore, when guarding the dam, you often punch a row of wooden stakes in the water in front of the weak dam, and tie a mat to the wooden stakes to reduce the impact of wind and waves on the dam.

Commonly used materials for flood prevention include wooden stakes, bamboo, marsh mats, iron wire, sacks, etc. These materials usually have reserves in the village, but this year it seems that there is not enough water because the water is too big. The Qingyi River embankment is in a hurry everywhere and dangers are constantly happening. I was also scared when I looked at the flood in front of me. According to this situation, if the flood does not retreat in the past two days, the villagers in Liqiao Township will not be able to defend the dike no matter what. Although I know the Dharma and have supernatural powers, I feel that I am small and cannot play any role in the face of this flood in the sky.

As I was feeling, I heard a car horn sound in my ears. I looked back. A long line of cars drove from afar, and a green dragon followed behind the car. It turned out that the soldiers of the garrison troops came to fight against the flood control materials. Wucheng was flooded and many roads were blocked. This team of soldiers walked around from Wucheng to Zhaoting Mountain, and then passed through the Wucheng to the riverside.

The team led a colonel in his forties. He briefly handed over with the township head of Liqiao Township and a director from the city, and then commanded the team to the embankment. Seeing that these soldiers were mostly eighteen or nineteen-year-old recruits, they were not childish on their faces, but they had unique courage and perseverance. After they got on the embankment, they were organized, disciplined, and had good cooperation with each other, but they did not undergo special flood prevention training and needed assistance from villagers. And I became a small commander, directing a squad of soldiers to hit wooden stakes and also needed skills to build stakes on the slopes in the water.

As soon as the army climbed the embankment, the pressure on the embankment was relieved a lot, and I felt much more relaxed. However, at this moment, the sound of thunder rolling in the distance came again. The raindrops that were already gradually getting bigger and poured down densely. The wind was blowing, and the wind was very strong. The water splashed on people looked like white dots from a distance. The worst thing was that, looking at the direction of the wind, it was actually facing the embankment where I was. The waves were rolling up and kept hitting in this direction.

With a bang, the waves tore open the mat and swept away several wooden stakes. A little soldier's feet slipped under the water. Fortunately, his comrades around him quickly looked fast and grabbed his armed belt and did not get swept away. As the saying goes, "A three-foot water pours down the ox." The waves became bigger and people could not stand in the water. I quickly called the soldiers around him to retreat to the embankment. In just a while, the young soldier who fell into the water had already choked on the water and stopped breathing. It seemed that he was a water-blocking person. Everyone quickly put him on the ground and controlled the water for first aid. After a few controls between the abdomen and chest, he spit out a mouthful of mud and water, coughed a few times, and finally it was fine.

The little soldier here had just escaped from danger, and suddenly I felt that the dam under my feet was weak and seemed to be squirming slightly. Not good! This place was about to collapse! I didn't care much, so I grabbed the little soldier and called the others and ran to the side. Not long after I left this place, my place just now suddenly fell into a trap, and half a room-sized hole appeared, and the river water immediately rolled in. It was so dangerous! Why did I happen to stand on the termite hole!

Since ancient times, the folk proverb "A thousand-mile embankment is destroyed by ant holes", which is not a joke. Trees cannot be planted on the river bank, whether on the inside or outside. Why? Planting trees on the outside will block flooding, but why can't they be planted on the inside? Because this will attract termites, there are termites in Wucheng. However, decades ago, when the country called for the construction of third-line trees to plant trees, a leader sent by the city once called on planting trees on the slopes outside the river bank, saying that from a scientific perspective, the roots of trees can keep the water and soil solid. In the past, the saying that it was superstitious that trees were not allowed to plant trees on the dam.

Unfortunately, this approach has not been scientifically proved, and it is also wrong to prove it. Because trees cannot survive forever, the roots of a dead tree will leave complex pores on the dam after rotting. Termites like to make nests in these pores the most. Moreover, termites like to eat wood and like to move under the roots of trees. They will also secrete a special acid solution, which not only corrodes wood but also hardens the surrounding soil into shells, becoming a kind of cement-like thing. Some termite nests are large in scale and form a hollow size as a house, but they are very strong. The four walls of the hollow are soil that react with acid, just like a cement shell.

There are termite holes on the embankment, which cannot be felt normally, and even people and cars will not have any effect on walking on it. But in one case it is different, that is, the walls of the termite holes will gradually become weak and may eventually collapse. These problems have been exposed more later, and people only think that the trees on the embankment cannot be kept, but they cannot be cut down. They need to be uprooted and then the tree pits are filled. However, it has been a long time since time has passed, and there have been ant holes on the ground.

Nowadays, there are high-tech, and as far as I know, we can use ultrasonic, electromagnetic and other means to detect. However, in reality, there are two most effective ways to check termite holes in the countryside: one is to use dogs to let the dog smell it and find places where there may be termite holes. The dog's nose is more sensitive than ultrasonic waves. The other is embarrassed to say it, using the tomb robbery in modern times - Luoyang shovel. After checking the embankment of Liqiaowei, I didn't expect that there were fish that leaked the net. At this critical moment, a collapsed ant hole suddenly appeared.

The river water was swept into the ant hole through the wind and waves, and quickly took away a larger piece of earth and rock. The dike was cut half and the dike could not bear it immediately. The intact other half suddenly collapsed and was washed away by a gap several meters wide. The river water poured into the gap, forming a torrent, rushing into the dike.

A sound of gongs was a signal that there was a place to break the dike. The first thing that came to the reaction was the PLA soldiers, rushing over from both sides of the gap, each of whom resisted a candle or sack, filled the sack into the gap and immediately ran away, and the people behind followed. In an instant, countless sacks were constantly filled into the gap. This kind of organization was much more efficient than the villagers. I stood on the side but couldn't get in. I could only retreat from far away without getting in the way. And the colonel, the highest commander of this team of soldiers, and the two local leaders on the dike, also rushed to the gap to command rescue.

The gap is not big, only a few meters wide. Because of this, the water flow is very urgent, and the sack is washed away when thrown down, and it cannot be blocked! The People's Liberation Army soldiers are racing against the water flow, but the breach on the embankment is getting bigger and bigger, and it is almost at risk of breaking the embankment! The colonel was anxious and shouted: "Prepare to arrange the wall!"

"Chief, you can't lay people's walls now. The water is too fast and people can't stand at all!" The township chief standing next to the colonel quickly stopped it. People often see footage of people's walls blocking water in TV promotional videos of flood control and rescue, but in reality, it is quite dangerous and even impossible. The township chief shouted again: "Chief, hurry up and order them to put a few electric poles over!"

The soldiers were still very efficient. Soon, several telephone poles on the communication lines allowed the soldiers to come over. As for the lines, wait for the flood to pass and repair them. Several telephone poles were inserted across the opposite side of the gap. When they threw the sack, many of them were blocked by the telephone poles. However, this did not completely prevent the gap from expanding. The soil on both sides was constantly taken away, and the width of the gap was apparently greater than the length of the telephone poles.

The colonel frowned and asked the township chief: "What else can I do to plug the gap?"

The village chief pointed to the distance and gritted his teeth and said, "Shipwreck!"

As the township chief looked upstream from his finger, there was a gentle bay at the bend of the river, and nearby fishing boats hid in this bay. Due to the high water level, the side of the boat had exceeded the height of the dike, which could be seen here.

"Which boat sinks? How do you sink?"

"That big, iron-shelled ship. Just fill it with stones first and drive it to the gap."

The situation was critical and there was nothing to discuss. The colonel immediately ordered people to be sent there to drive the iron-shelled fishing boat. If it could not be driven, it would be pulled over with a cable. At this time, a villager stationed the way of the soldiers: "People's Liberation Army, you can't sink that boat. It's my ship. I bought it last year and I haven't paid back the debt I borrowed yet!"

The colonel stepped forward: "My fellow villager, I'm sorry, in an emergency, you need to requisition your ship. Don't worry, the people's government will compensate you."

The villager suddenly knelt on the ground and hugged the colonel's legs, crying, "No! That's the lifeblood of my family. You must not sink... unless you kill me first... sink another ship."

The colonel's face darkened and said something that scared everyone: "Guardian, drag him out and die!"

The rescue soldiers had no weapons, only pickaxes and shovels in their hands, so of course they would not have guns. But the guard standing next to the colonel was equipped with a pistol. As soon as the military order was issued, the guard immediately drew his gun, and two soldiers in the army carried the villagers away like a chicken. I didn't hear the gunshots, and soon I saw the guard running back.

The colonel asked: "How is it?"

The guard replied: "I've been shit in my crotch, and I've long since fainted."

Although I stood far, I had a super-human hearing. I could clearly hear this conversation on the dike. When the villagers came out to block it, the other soldiers ignored it and had already run over and drove the boat. At this time, someone came over to report: "Chief, what should I do if there is no stone in the empty ship?"

At this time, the township chief did not need to speak, and the chief colluded pointed his hand at a village not far from the dike: "Drop the house! Hurry!"

Demolition of the house? Whose house is demolished? All the villagers were silent, especially the people in this village, who looked at the colonel's hand with caution, not knowing whose house he would point to. After seeing it clearly, I felt that many people were relieved. The colonel's finger was the most beautiful two-story building in the village - that was the village committee.

Now if you go to a village, you will see that the most beautiful buildings are often the township government, and the most dilapidated buildings are often the schools. This tradition probably stayed in the early 1990s. At that time, there were earth-walled thatched houses everywhere in the countryside, and completely brick houses were already considered to be owned by wealthy farmers. The two-story brick buildings in this village are the most beautiful buildings in the village, and they were attracted by the university, so they had to demolish the buildings and take bricks to load them on the ship.

Without mentioning what I thought, the colonel pointed his hand and immediately a group of people rushed over. At this time, a squad leader came over to pat my shoulder: "Young man, lend me the sledgehammer for use." As he said that, he took the sledgehammer in my hand and rushed towards the village committee.

Most of the equipment in the soldiers' hands were pickaxes and shovels. This kind of thing was very convenient to dig pits and dig soil to put sacks, but it was very difficult to use for demolishing houses. It was not fast to smash it with a sledgehammer. The soldiers almost used their hands to break bricks out of the wall hole. Several people's hands were broken, and I could see clearly from a distance.

The flood is ruthless, time is life. There are soldiers who are throwing sacks on the embankment over there, which may not be supported for long. Behind the embankment is the home of more than 100,000 villagers. At this time, I didn’t know where the impulse came from, so I rushed towards the village committee. The soldiers were digging the wall to get bricks, and another team of people were very quick to transport the broken bricks and stones away to load the ship, but the efficiency was too slow. When I rushed over, two soldiers seemed to want to stop me: "My fellow villager, don’t go here, we can just come!"

I ignored it, but lowered my head, hugged my arms, and rushed towards a wall of the village committee. The people around me were stunned for a moment - what did this child want to do? Choose this time to hit the wall and commit suicide? I didn't have time to explain to them, and use the mental methods of the broken wall, breaking the wall, leaving a floor of bricks and stones behind me. I rushed into the house without stopping, kicking down a table and two chairs, breaking out of the wall, leaving a floor of bricks and stones.

At this time, I heard an officer shouting: "Why are you stunned? Why don't you take the opportunity to transport bricks and load ships!"

I rushed left and right, and I knocked the office building of the village committee into a hornet's nest. At this time, I heard the officer shouting again: "My fellow villager, don't go in, go away quickly - the building is about to collapse!"

Upon hearing this, I ran away quickly. Not long after I left, this two-story building collapsed! Now, there is no need to demolish it, just move bricks on the ground. After the building collapsed, I sat on the ground and felt a little dizzy - I had not closed my eyes for three days and two nights, and I felt that it was very expensive to use this broken wall-breaker's kung fu.

The quality of soldiers is indeed different from that of ordinary people. I kept "demolting" this small building through the walls. Although everyone was surprised, no one stopped to ask me. Instead, they quickly moved bricks and loaded the ship according to the original plan, and everyone was not confused at all. Soon the ship was full, and the waterline was pressed very deep, and it was almost at the side of the ship.

The colonel commander said, "When the ship is driven to the breach, who will go up to the wreck?"

The township chief grabbed the colonel again: "It's too dangerous if you don't need to send someone to the sinking ship. Pull the ship upstream of the gap and it drifts downstream. When the water flows in the gap, the ship that sinks will capsize itself."

The local fellow villager was already very experienced in this kind of thing. He said nothing wrong. He drove the boat not far upstream of the gap, and the soldiers on the boat were pulled back to the embankment by cables. The boat rushed towards the gap along the water flow. As soon as the gap was crossed, the telephone poles were stepped on, and the whole thing was turned over. With a boat of bricks and stones, they were buckled at the gap, and the water flow was immediately blocked. The straw bags and sacks in the hands of the soldiers on both sides filled it like raindrops, and the gap was finally blocked!

The gap was blocked, but the danger on the embankment was not over. The rain was still falling, the wind was still blowing, and people quickly dispersed everywhere for rescue. Everyone seemed to have forgotten me who was sitting on the ground far away. I sat on the ground and took a breath, raised my head and drank a few sips of rain, but suddenly I was stunned. Even when I opened my mouth wide, I forgot to close my eyes and looked at the sky with my eyes fixedly!

I saw the clouds rolling in the sky ahead, but the clouds were not black, but like white waves. Between these white clouds, there was a long thing that appeared and disappeared!

I looked at it with all my eyes and saw that it was actually a white dragon! Although I had never seen a real dragon, I was sure that what I saw was a dragon! The long-bearded fishtail python scales and eagle claws appeared in the clouds, exactly the same as the dragon in daily sculptures and paintings. If there is any difference, it is that there is no legendary pair of deer antlers on the head of this dragon. Since there is no reference in the sky, it is difficult for me to judge the size of this dragon. From my perspective, it is at least twenty or thirty meters long.

Now, I am no longer surprised by many strange things in the world, because I have seen enough of it. But at this moment, I was still shocked when I saw a dragon! I saw this white dragon walking through the clouds, and he kept his head tilting and roaring from time to time. Seeing its movements, I felt that the sound of the wind on all sides became the roar of the dragon. I was looking down at the dike in front of me, and the wind and roaring seemed to be rising and falling with the movements of the dragon. The white dragon seemed to be struggling in the clouds, and the wind and roaring were also struggling in front of the dike. Looking at the direction the dragon faced was the Liqiaowei dike in front of me!

Just when I saw the dragon, the dragon seemed to see me sitting on the ground! It looked towards me, tilting its head and roared silently. The wind suddenly became strong, and the waves rolled towards the embankment layer by layer. The wind was very strange, mixed with a very strong fishy smell!

God! Why did such a thing come out of the sky? Is this flood related to it? I looked at the military and civilians fighting against the wind and waves on the dam not far away, and couldn't help but ask in my heart: "Do they know they are facing a dragon? Can this Liqiaowei embankment be defended?"

Just as I was looking at the embankment, I found a communications soldier carrying a bag with a pentagonal antenna on the bag, holding a microphone-like thing in his hand and handed it to the commander. The collar's face turned quite gloomy when he took the microphone, and his tone became furious.

I felt something was different, and I used my ear magic power to lock him far away, and listened to what he was saying.

"What? Is this order above?...If the water cannot retreat, give up Liqiaowei?...Be prepared to give up Liqiaowei at any time for flood diversion and storage?...But what should I do if these tens of thousands of villagers? How can I explain to them?...The despicable Tianmenwei is also very dangerous? And the downstream Jinbaowei?...How about Jinbaowei?...I know, I must save Jinbaowei at all costs!...Don't worry, I know what to do!"

Although the sound was intermittent, I understood what it meant. Facing the flood, it was not just Liqiaowei, but the Qingyi River was in a hurry on both sides. From the perspective of overall consideration, we must first defend the downstream Jinbaowei at all costs!

Jinbaowei is the largest Wucheng. Its history is very long. It was first built by Zhou Tai, the general of Wu State during the Three Kingdoms, and Sun Quan, the young master of Wucheng during the Three Kingdoms. Although Liqiaowei is not small, most of the area of ​​Liqiao Township is in the Wucheng, Jinbaowei is much larger, and there are three complete townships in the Wucheng area. It is the most important agricultural base in Wucheng since ancient times, and the water and soil are the most fertile! It is said that over the years, as long as Jinbaowei is not broken, the grain and rice it produces can be enough for the entire Wucheng to spend the disaster year. The importance of its status can be imagined! In the history of more than 1,700 years, Jinbaowei has broken the Wucheng in a few times, and the most recent was the flood in the Republic of China in 1931. It is said that not only Wucheng, but also the entire middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River were miserable.

Jinbaowei is located outside the confluence of the three rivers of the lower reaches of the Qingyi River and the Shuiyang River. It was originally an alluvial plain with fertile land. Going up the Qingyi River, another more important one is Tianmenwei. The area of ​​Tianmenwei is a little larger than Liqiaowei, and it is on the other side of the river more than 20 miles downstream of Liqiaowei. Qingyi River is in a zigzag shape between these two rivers. The colonel received the order on the phone, if the downstream cannot hold on, he will give up Liqiaowei dividing and storing water. If he still can't hold on, even Tianmenwei can give up, and in short, he will defend Jinbaowei.

Standing at the height of the overall situation, this is the choice of interests, but from the perspective of the villagers in Liqiao Township, what we have to give up is the whole home! This is the cruel reality! Unexpectedly, this situation is so complicated. Someone just gave up the fishing boat, and a village gave up the office building of the village committee just to guard the embankment in front of him. Now he is facing a problem, and this embankment that is struggling to be abandoned again!

What to do? Can these be avoided? I looked up at the white flying dragon in the sky again - if this flood was brought by it, is there a way to subdue the dragon? What to do? Although I know the Dharma, I can't fly to the sky, and there is no question of fighting with this dragon. When I think of fighting with the dragon, I suddenly thought of two people and one thing-

One of these two people is Zhengyi's master Zhengyi, and the other is Feng Junzi. That thing is the black Ruyi in Feng Junzi's hands. According to Feng Junzi, Zhengyi's master once slaughtered dragons in the Yangtze River, used dragon bones to refine weapons to make black Ruyi, and sealed the soul of the black dragon. In this way, it is possible for the masters in the world to subdue the flying dragon. However, are there such people in the contemporary era? Even if there are such people, where are they now?

While I was thinking, someone behind me said, "Ishino, I'm looking for you, it's almost a little bit, fortunately, it should be too late!"

Looking back, I saw a mud monkey. When I looked closely, I saw that it was not a mud monkey, but a Feng Junzi covered in mud. There were only men around the embankment, and there were only two types of men - shirtless and in military uniforms. I was wearing tops and not military uniforms, and I only had one in front of me. Feng Junzi came from where he looked, and he was covered in mud and water. He stood in the heavy rain and was a little shaking, but his expression was calm. He was carrying a canvas schoolbag. I had never seen him use this schoolbag, and now it was covered with mud.

"Feng Junzi, why are you here? I just thought of... Hei Ruyi... Look, in the sky!"

As I spoke, I stood up. Feng Junzi walked over and grabbed my hand, whispered, "Borrow the magical powers." Then he looked up at the sky, his face was heavy, and he didn't say anything for a long time. He must have seen the white dragon in the sky.

The situation was urgent, so I didn't rush to ask him how he found this place and found me, but just asked: "Did you see that dragon? Is that a dragon?...Is that big water related to it?...Is there any way?"

"I came for it!" Feng Junzi replied in a deep voice. As he spoke, he let go of my hand and took out a black thing from his schoolbag - it was Hei Ruyi. He held Hei Ruyi in his hand and walked into the ruins in front - it was the half-demolished village committee building. The ruins blocked the distant sight. He stood in his arms, raised Hei Ruyi and shook it towards the sky, shouting: "Big Lao Hei! Xiao Erhei! You come out and force that Xiaobai to the sky!"
Chapter completed!