Prophet of Rebirth

Chapter 32

At a quarter past seven, Ye Zhiqiu had already sat down on a slightly raised grassy slope beside the stone bridge.

The source of the iron bridge is a lake with a size of several hundred square meters. The abandoned small reservoir is just to the east of the lake, and the place Ye Zhiqiu chose is the highest place in the whole area. Sitting here, he can easily take the whole The surface of the lake, including the small reservoir, is under surveillance. No matter where Wang Ersha comes from, he can find it immediately and prevent him from diving to 'suicide'.

As soon as [-]:[-] came, Ye Zhiqiu stretched his neck immediately, concentrated his mind and kept scanning back and forth on all the paths leading to the small reservoir, but as time passed bit by bit, he still didn't find Wang Ersha's figure.

"Could there be any changes in the future?" Ye Zhiqiu began to wonder if some slight changes in the future were caused by his appearance, but after thinking about it carefully, he still decided to stay and wait, because according to past experience, although things have changed, But the swing will not exceed one day, so he plans to stay here for one day.

The high-intensity and continuous concentration is unbearable even for a person like Ye Zhiqiu who has a small internal skill, not to mention that he is still empty at this time. Fortunately, there is no sun today, otherwise his dead heart would be overwhelmed by the sweltering heat. With it, this made him feel a little bit comforted.

"You won't come here until night, will you?" Ye Zhiqiu's confidence began to waver when he kept watch until evening, and the hunger in his belly also surged up. From morning to evening, his neck was already sore. Fatigue began to attack my mind uninterruptedly, "Wang Ersha probably wouldn't come to this kind of meal time. Take a nap for a while, and then keep vigil."

Under such inner comfort, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help closing his eyes any longer, and took a nap with his back against the weeds.

"Plop!" Ye Zhiqiu suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling into the water, and jumped up reflexively, and first looked at the small reservoir in the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky. The pool of stagnant water in the reservoir did not have any waves, obviously it did not fall into the reservoir, and then followed the voice that I vaguely heard in the dream, and the water surface under the center of the stone bridge was now showing faint ripples after the turbulent waves. The peripheral light shone on the water, allowing him to vaguely see a figure struggling in the water.

"Plop!" Ye Zhiqiu jumped down without even thinking about it. The lake water was very cold, it could even be said to be cold. As his body fell into the water, a chill rushed to his brain, causing him to shiver suddenly. The whole person also woke up completely from the drowsiness. At this time, he realized that he was still a child. Although his strength was comparable to that of an adult, but with his child's body, he wanted to save a burly Wang Ersha in the water. If there is no miracle, it is almost impossible to save people, let alone the situation that he has not saved people in the water, so rushing to save people can almost predetermine a result, both of them will die.

Rescuing people is like putting out a fire. This kind of thought just flashed through his mind and was forgotten by him. Then he quickly swam towards the direction of the drowning person without hesitation. After arriving at the place, he took a deep breath, and then suddenly The water is not very deep, only about three meters, but it is enough to drown an adult who can't swim and countless children like Ye Zhiqiu.

The underwater light is very dim, and Ye Zhiqiu can only 'touch' the place where Wang Ersha is based on his feeling. He remembers that it was said in the book that a drowning person will exert a force several times greater than himself due to instinctive struggle. , so when saving someone, you must strangle the drowning person from behind his neck, and then go up to the stage, try not to let the drowning person's hands wrap around your own hands, otherwise even if the gods come, they will save you.The strength possessed by Wang Ersha's burly figure is simply not comparable to Ye Zhiqiu, let alone Wang Ersha who is dying, he is almost certain to die.

Ye Zhiqiu had never saved anyone, so he could only follow what the book said, hoping that what was said in the book was not a lie, otherwise he would not let that bird author go if he was a ghost.

It was very dark underwater. Looking at the struggling figure in front of him, he could hardly tell which was the front and which was the back. He couldn't help but feel happy when he saw the black hair on the figure's head. Since there was hair, it should be the back. Under the eagerness of the people, he seemed to have forgotten when "Wang Ersha"'s hair became so long.Swimming carefully to the vicinity of "Wang Ersha", he saw the right moment and strangled Wang Ersha's head with lightning speed. However, before he shouted "Long live the author" in his heart, Wang Ersha's arm suddenly He turned around strangely, and hugged his weak body. The body, which was still floating in the water, sank to the bottom of the water with his hands and feet bound and the sudden increase in weight.

"Water ghost." Ye Zhiqiu was so startled by the sudden hug that he almost lost his wits. This reminded him of the legend about the iron bridge water ghost, and he panicked. He opened his mouth, and then took a few sips of lake water, but he quickly denied this idea, because if it was a water ghost, he would directly use a strange force to drag him into the water, and it would not take much effort He showed his figure to restrain him, not to mention that he could feel a little warmth from the body of "Wang Ersha" in the hands of the one who was being tightened.

Ye Zhiqiu finally understood how powerful the power mentioned in the book was several times greater than normal. No matter how he struggled with luck, he couldn't move a single bit except to drink a few more mouthfuls of lake water.

"Am I going to die here like this? I don't know if God will let me be reborn again, or travel to another world." As the amount of lake water swallowed in his stomach continued to increase, Ye Zhiqiu's consciousness gradually began to blur. In a daze, he seemed to see Yang Qingwei, who was smiling like an elf under the peach blossom tree, and Li Rongrong, who was dancing like a fairy under the setting sun, and a faint happy smile naturally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just when Ye Zhiqiu's consciousness was about to disappear, the seven-faced Buddha on his chest suddenly emitted a red light. The red light penetrated into the skin on his chest very strangely, dyeing the skin on his chest completely red, and then the red light began to gradually fade away. Dyeing Ye Zhiqiu's whole body in red, the last delicate and small mini red dragon flew out from the love Buddha and shot into Ye Zhiqiu's mind, a red light immediately cut off a half-meter underwater vacuum.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that his whole body was warm, as if he was being soaked in a hot spring to enjoy a gentle massage from a beautiful woman, but after enjoying this feeling for a long time, the water in the hot spring suddenly turned into icy cold water , he shuddered violently, and opened his eyes suddenly, the sting of cold water piercing his eyeballs made his still hazy head wake up completely, feeling the cold lake water around him and the suffocating embrace, he understood He's not dead yet, but if he can't get out of this desperate situation, he won't be too far away from death.

What made him puzzled was that all the previous discomforts disappeared, and he seemed to be in the best state not long after diving into the water, but this doubt did not last long, the most important thing is I am still alive, and everything else is no longer important.Facing life and death once again, he no longer panicked the first time, his mind was so calm that he felt horrible, quickly analyzing various pros and cons and how to solve the predicament in front of him.

A few seconds later, he already had an idea, and the zhenqi in his body began to circulate rapidly, and then concentrated all the zhenqi on the thumbs of both hands, and the thumbs stabbed "Wang Ersha"'s cheeks with a small distance. Double ribs, "Wang Ersha" let go of Ye Zhiqiu slightly because of the instinctive reaction of pain. Ye Zhiqiu took advantage of the momentary slack to struggle violently, and finally loosened his hands holding him, and then pushed hard towards " Wang Ersha" pushed his chest suddenly, the softness in the tentacles made him slightly startled, "When did Wang Ersha's chest muscles develop to the point of softness?"

Surprise is surprise, but he didn't stop, but turned around nimbly, swam to the left, then turned around and got behind "Wang Ersha", and quickly strangled Wang Ersha's body with his right hand. Bozi, what made him heave a sigh of relief was that "Wang Ersha" didn't hug him again, but kept waving his hands, as if trying to grab some life-saving straw.

"It turns out that what the book says is true." Ye Zhiqiu secretly exclaimed luck, and then floated to the surface of the water with "Wang Ersha" without stopping for a moment.When Ye Zhiqiu surfaced to breathe fresh air greedily, he was taken aback by the moon rising in the sky. When he dived into the water, the sun had just set, and now the moon had risen, which meant that he was in the water. He stayed there for an hour or two, and he was still alive for an hour or two?He couldn't help 'touching' his face. He wondered if he had turned into a ghost now. Fortunately, his face was not only real but also warm.

Like a dead dog, he dragged the comatose "Wang Ersha" to the shore, and was startled again when he saw the figure lying on his back in the weeds. Not Wang Ersha but a woman, to be exact, a beautiful woman.