There was a cool breeze outside the window and heavy rain in front of the door.

Boring days always pass very slowly, especially in the heavy rain, so I can’t get excited, so Liu Xiu had to pass the time by reading books.

How long will Mo Ling sleep? Li Changan doesn’t know what he has been tormenting. The two monks from Yukong Temple have entered the mysterious building. I don’t know if they die. I don’t know how long it will take to rain heavily...

Thoughts were vague, Liu Xiu did not focus on the book in front of him, and he was thinking about something messy in his head.

"A person's ability is limited after all, and he cannot take into account too much. Although he understands this truth, he still cannot let go..." He put down the book and shook his head.

I looked up and looked outside. There was a heavy rain between heaven and earth, and it was obvious that it was impossible to stop in a short period of time.

Considering that my clinic is not very famous, it is obvious that doctors and patients will come to their homes in such weather.

Thoughts flashed, Liu Xiu decided to close the door early today.

With this idea, he immediately took action, closed the clinic gate, and walked out with a greased paper umbrella.

The oil-paper umbrella covered the small sky above his head, but the heavy rain that seemed to want to submerge the whole world could not enter the oil-paper umbrella in Liu Xiu's hand. His clothes were not wet, and even the shoes under his feet were not stained with mud.

It was extremely pleasant to walk slowly in the rain with an oil-paper umbrella, but few people could probably do it when walking in the heavy rain. However, Liu Xiu himself enjoyed it. Seeing everything in the world swaying in the wind and rain, he gave him a novel experience, as if this could wash away the worries in his heart.

The rain was too heavy, and the accumulated water gathered towards the low-lying areas, and then formed a torrent to the unknown...

This is a harvest season full of laughter. A heavy rain has caused countless families to fall into a desperate tragic situation, which will lead to countless families being homeless.

Water and fire are ruthless, and I don’t know how many houses and buildings this heavy rain will destroy.

Although Liu Xiu repeatedly avoided thinking about these things, he, who was originally from a peasant family, always felt a little sad in the face of this heavy rain.

"After the heavy rain, refugees will inevitably be everywhere. Under the background of this world, an epidemic may occur after the disaster. I hope those sects will be prepared for it..." Liu Xiu murmured in his heart.

In fact, what made Liu Xiu even more worried was that the Five Poisons Church took the opportunity to cause trouble after the disaster, which was inevitable. The evil organization of the Five Poisons Church would definitely not miss this opportunity.

I hope that boy Li Changan will not disappoint me, Liu Xiu said in his heart.

Shaking his head, Liu Xiu forced himself not to think about these annoying things. He was just an unknown barefoot doctor in the countryside, and he really couldn't take care of that much.

In the heavy rain, the entire Qingliu Town seemed lifeless, and it was hard to find pedestrians on the street. Most of the shops along the street closed early. It was raining heavily. Liu Xiu, who was walking on the bluestone road with an oil-paper umbrella, did not seem abrupt. He seemed to be part of the world, natural and harmonious.

"This heavy rain came too badly. I wonder how many farmers have been working for a year. Oh, God is not open to their eyes."

"If grain cannot be harvested, the subsequent grain prices will definitely rise. Farmers cannot pay taxes. The tragic situation of selling children and women is probably going to happen again on a large scale."

"What I worry most is that the victims after the heavy rain. If they can't survive, they will easily go to extremes. Once a riot occurs, it is likely to attract bloody suppression. The victims are so fragile in front of the army composed of those who practice martial arts. If you think about it, you will know that it is a word of misery..."

A vaguely conversation in the teahouse on the roadside was heard in a complicated tone that came into Liu Xiu's ears. They were discussing the subsequent impact of the heavy rain. Obviously, the natives here saw more thoroughly than him.

Some people are also discussing the new type of agricultural tools such as rice harvester. They all speak with admiration for the person "Liu Xiu" and say that he doesn't know how many families he saved.

However, this does not bring a good mood to Liu Xiu.

The threshing machine helps people with too few things compared to the entire rainstorm range, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is insignificant.

But this is not a big deal for Liu Xiu. After all, the harvest time is only a period of time, and it is useless for him to take it out in advance. Perhaps this situation will be much better if it happens in a few years, because farmers who get affordable will definitely spread the harvester and other farm tools all over the world.

Of course, it is better not to happen.

This rain-splashing street seemed to be longer than before at Liu Xiu's feet, and it took him almost twice as long to complete the road.

Some people on the street were ecstatic when they looked at the rainstorm through the window, as if they were confused about the unknown situation that followed. Some people were crying in the house, choking and talking about their worries about their relatives from afar. Some were drinking wine by the window, as if everything would be fine if they were drunk.

Of course, these are very special situations, and more of them are what to do. They muttered irritably that this damn ghost weather is not everyone will think of so many things that hurt spring and autumn.

When Liu Xiu came to the entrance of the town, he looked up in surprise and looked ahead.

In the heavy rain, there was a man standing on the stone bridge in Qingliu Town. He was wearing a straw raincoat and a straw hat, and holding a bamboo pole nearly fifteen meters long in his hand.

Liu Xiu could tell at a glance that the man was Mr. Zhao Wangshan, a "martial arts master" living in seclusion in Qingliu Town. Liu Xiu had met him several times, especially when he met the little girl Zhao Xiaoyu, Liu Xiu had a deep impression of him.

He stood on the bridge, facing the river water under his feet, his hat was pressed very low, as if he didn't want to be recognized.

The river water under the bridge has obviously surged for several meters and has been surging continuously. It is less than three meters away from the bottom of the bridge. I don’t know when it will completely submerge the stone bridge.

When Liu Xiu was a little surprised why he appeared on the stone bridge, he saw Zhao Wangshan stretching out the bamboo pole in his hand into the water, then he picked it up. The bamboo pole was slightly bent, and then he picked it up a corpse.

Looking along the bamboo pole, Liu Xiu found that there were more than a dozen corpses standing there on the high ground beside the bridge. Another complex sigh could be heard in Zhao Wangshan's tone.

"So he's catching the body"

Liu Xiu suddenly realized, and then walked over after pondering for a moment. Speaking of which, he was still the master of Zhao Xiaoyu, the good friend of his apprentice Li Changan. Since he met him, he should say hello.

The sound of heavy rain drowned out Liu Xiu's footsteps, and Zhao Wangshan looked at the river with all concentration, so he did not notice Liu Xiu's approach.

At this time, the bamboo pole in Zhao Wangshan's hand once again penetrated into the water, and then another person was fished out of the water by him.

Seeing that he was about to pick him up to the next to the dozen corpses, Liu Xiu immediately spoke, "Mr. Zhao, goodbye, this person is still saved!"

As soon as he calmed his mind, the heavy rain was used to falling into the oil-paper umbrella, Liu Xiu's clothes were soaked in an instant. Zhao Wangshan was a senior after all, and his actions at this time were truly admirable. Although Liu Xiu did not deliberately conceal his skills, if he used his mind to block the rain at this time, he would be a bit showing off and would be disrespectful to the other party.

The man who was picking up the water with the bamboo pole in his hand, Zhao Wangshan was obviously stunned when he heard Liu Xiu's voice, as if he had never thought that there would be someone going out in such a weather.

He turned around and pondered slightly, "This person has no breath. Do you think there is still a rescue?"

"Yes, I opened a clinic in the town and understood some medical skills. Seeing that this person is not dead, I should be able to save him."

Liu Xiu replied, not saying bluntly that he had a faint heartbeat when he saw the other party.

After he finished speaking, he had already arrived in front of Zhao Wangshan. The other party also put the doubtful man on the ground at the right time.

Put the oil paper umbrella in his hand on the head of the fainted person for a little blocking the rain, and Liu Xiu immediately squatted down to rescue him.

First, he pressed the heart for cardiopulmonary resuscitation, and then pressed the other party's abdomen with appropriate force. Although Liu Xiu's rescue was not standardized, he could not withstand the wonderful use of his mind and directly penetrated the body surface and surrounded his heart for resuscitation. At the same time, he wrapped the river water in his lungs and stomach along the esophagus and trachea and excreted...

When Liu Xiu rescued this person, Zhao Wangshan also recognized Liu Xiu and shook his head and said, "It turns out it is Mr. Liu. I didn't expect you to remember me, but it's useless. This person was obviously dead for a long time. I advised you not to save it. The river water surged and this place was dangerous. You should leave as soon as possible. I don't care if I live for a while. I really can't bear to see the floating corpse floating with the flow. I can catch one."

Zhao Wangshan is a martial arts practitioner. Although he has stopped at the level of practicing meridians throughout his life, he can be called a "legendary master" in Qingliu Town. Judging from his experience, the man is indeed helpless.

Liu Xiu replied while 'rescuing': "I have met several times with my seniors. The seniors' noble and noble juniors have always kept in mind. How dare I not remember it? As for this person..., Mr. Zhao, please see it."

With Liu Xiu's rescue, the river water in the man's body was almost completely discharged. A few coughs not only restored his breathing, but also opened his eyes in a daze.

"this……"

Zhao Wangshan was stunned for a moment. The person he sentenced to death was actually rescued. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it.

Seeing Liu Xiu's gaze a little surprised, he sighed: "Young Master Liu's wonderful hand is rejuvenated, it can be called a resurrection. I admire you. If it weren't for you, this life would probably end."

The man had woken up. He was a middle-aged man, but he was still a little confused at this time. Liu Xiu held an umbrella for him to block the rain. He looked at Zhao Wangshan and smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao is so serious. My younger brother's methods are not as magical as you think. In fact, the drowning people are in a state of fake death within half of the incense stick. Most of them can be saved by the method I just now..."

Liu Xiu said that he was relatively conservative. Although he had not done a standard move to rescue a drowning person for the first time just now, he had a good memory and explained all the things he should pay attention to to Zhao Wangshan.

After listening to Liu Xiu's explanation, Zhao Wangshan was surprised that there was such a rescue method. At the same time, he looked at the dozen corpses over there and fell into silence. It seemed that he could save more lives...

Seeing this, Liu Xiu guessed what Zhao Wangshan was thinking and comforted him: "Mr. Zhao, don't think too much. It is life and death, fate, wealth and honor in heaven. Their death decision cannot be blamed on you. If they have the spirit in heaven, they should thank you instead. You caught them up to avoid the end of the wilderness of the corpse, and may even be found by their family to be buried."

Zhao Wangshan lived for most of his life and couldn't let go of anything. He quickly adjusted his mentality. Looking at the river that was still rising, he said slightly: "I don't know how many people this heavy rain has harmed, hey..."
Chapter completed!