Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 335 Immersion in Buddhism
The camp was bustling with activity.

Blacksmiths and craftsmen produced stone slabs in batches. Boats carried the stones from the Blackwater River and delivered them to the camp in a steady stream. When they came out, the stones had become neatly stacked stone slabs.

Liang Qu sighed as he walked through the stone area.

It actually takes three spirit fish to transform the Vortex Aperture into the Vortex Palace. Such a huge expense is simply not affordable.

With so much water essence, it would be better to evolve into a water ape earlier and roam the vast lake, which might make things more successful.

Liang Qu put aside his troubled thoughts and looked back at the Black Water River.

The construction of Qiugong Dike was carried out in an orderly manner.

With the cooperation of the soldiers, two brand new left and right water steles were lifted with brackets and slowly inserted into the riverbed, turning into standing reefs in the river and withstanding the erosion of the water flow.

The waves surged, leaving dark tide marks, and the dark line was three feet lower than the warning water level on the water mark.

Everything is getting better and better.

Perhaps before the weather gets cold, the tide in Huazhu County will recede completely.

……

In the evening, Pingyang County Government Office.

Jian Zhongyi looked through the flood report sent to him and sighed.

"First we encountered the ghost mother, then we encountered the flood. I really don't know when Huazhu County can recover. It has been a year of great disasters."

The yamen runner brought a candlestick and said hurriedly, "Your Excellency cares about the people, which is a blessing for the people."

Jian Zhongyi shook his head: "Go down."

The yamen runner was stunned, not knowing what he had said wrong. He put down the candlestick and left angrily.

"Not just him, all of you go down."

The yamen runners on duty were puzzled and left.

In the government office, Jian Zhongyi handled official business alone.

As night falls, candlelight replaces the skylight.

The government office was utterly silent, so quiet that one could hear the faint sound of wind blowing through the grass.

In the middle of the night, Jian Zhongyi closed the documents, took the candlestick and returned to the house. He moved the bookshelf in the study, took a long detour, and pushed the door open.

The candle flame was suppressed by the incoming wind, and flickering light and shadows flashed on the dark red wall. When the candle flame stabilized, it reflected the images of several lotus flowers.

The strong smell of lamp oil filled the secret room.

In this small underground room, hundreds of candles were burning.

Countless waxes melted and dripped down the candlestick into the iron bucket, solidifying into a thick layer of white fat.

The monk, dressed in red silk, sat on a lotus platform with his eyes closed, chanting scriptures. Yellowish sweat dripped from his temples and stuck to the rosary. The long earlobes with gold pendants did not move at all.

In front of the lotus seat, a palm-sized bone bowl is made of translucent white jade. As the monks chant scriptures, the bone bowl becomes more and more crystal clear.

Jian Zhongyi sat at the long desk next to the monk, took a book and studied the secret scriptures.

a long time.

The scripture is stopped.

"The flood in Huazhu County was caused by you?"

Jian Zhongyi put down the document and said, "Master, what you said is wrong. How could it be me? Someone stood on the edge of the cliff by himself. Can I blame the mountain wind in the valley for blowing him down?"

The monk was silent.

"How did you do that..."

"I can't do it." Jian Zhongyi closed the book. "There are many people standing on the cliff. There is a mountain wind in the valley, and the footing is unstable. It's not others' fault."

The candlelight is dim.

The monk opened his eyes, and his pupils were filled with resentment from the deepest part of his soul.

"I have traveled the world in all my cruelty and viciousness, and you are the most vicious one!"

Jian Zhongyi leaned back in his chair and said, "Didn't the Master say that I am a good seed for practicing Buddhism?"

The monk closed his eyes and said no more.

Jian Zhongyi pulled out a picture album from the drawer, flipped through a few pages, and images and information emerged one after another.

Liang Qu, dragon tendons and tiger bones, learned from the great martial artist Yang Dongxiong, and was a disciple of the eighth-rank He Bo (promoted to the seventh-rank Du Shui Lang), a great noble, and was granted the fifth-rank dragon blood horse (promoted to the fourth-rank). Qi Hongyuan, glass bones, learned from the great martial artist Fei Baosu, and was a sixth-rank Xing Ti in the Demon Hunting Division...

Guan Congjian, a master of four-elephant muscles and bones, learned from...

After flipping through the album quickly, Jian Zhongyi closed it and placed it over the flickering candlelight.

The flames licked the corners of the pages, and large patches of black charcoal ash were reflected in the orange light, gradually spreading upwards. In a blink of an eye, the entire album was completely ignited and burning fiercely.

The paper pages burned out, the flames faded, Jian Zhongyi loosened his fingertips, a few ashes floated, he walked in front of the monk and looked down at him.

"It's good to be born with a martial spirit, but how can it compare to a master who has been immersed in Buddhism for many years?"

The monk did not move.

However, without the skull, the exposed scarlet brain began to beat even more violently.

There are gullies everywhere and the bloodshot is dense.

The bone bowl in front of the lotus stand is as pure as glass.

Jian Zhongyi held up the Dharma bowl respectfully.

"Thank you for the ritual instrument, Master. However, I am still missing one thing, so...

Let me borrow your leg bone for you!"

The monk suddenly opened his eyes, and his cloudy whites were covered with bloodshot.

……

On the tenth day after the dam breach, the flood in Huazhu County receded slightly.

Huaiyin Prefecture sent some reinforcements in the form of supplies and manpower.

In addition, Pingyang County Magistrate Jian Zhongyi brought his county government team to participate in disaster relief and expressed his willingness to obey Yu Dayi's orders.

Yu Dayi showed his great gratitude and hosted a banquet for everyone that day. During the banquet, he expressed his gratitude for the eight thousand silver taels donated by Jian Zhongyi.

Jian Zhongyi repeatedly declined, saying that in the face of a natural disaster, everyone should do their part.

As a result, some wicked person at the banquet took the lead and said that people should follow Jian Zhongyi's example and donate money together, and many people responded.

Liang Qu had no choice but to donate three hundred taels.

Eighteenth day after the dam burst.

It was late September and the weather was getting cooler.

Five hundred military commanders, a large number of craftsmen, blacksmiths and supplies came as reinforcements from Southern Zhili, and some court officials also came on board the ships.

Wei Lin withdrew from the rescue front line in Huazhu County and went to meet them together with Xu Yuelong.

The officials of Nanzhili lived up to everyone's expectations and brought very good news. After careful consideration, the court decided to exempt Huazhu County from taxes for three years!

This was undoubtedly a shot of flood-fighting booster, and with Yu Dayi's promotion, the news spread throughout Huazhu County within a day.

The people praised his benevolence.

The 25th day after the dam burst.

The resettlement and evacuation of disaster victims, the construction of dams, the rescue of rice, the renovation of medical clinics... everything is going on in an orderly manner.

That evening, at the invitation of several officials from Nanzhili, all officials above the seventh rank gathered together for dinner, to give a summary and discuss what to do next.

Liang Qu was qualified enough, and sitting in the back row he heard a lot of inside information and gossip.

What officials are most concerned about is the unexplained deepening of the Heishui River bed and the resulting drop in water levels.

Several old men were talking about it.

"I've never heard of it. I only know that the more silt is accumulated, like the Huangsha River, the entire lower reaches are almost all suspended rivers. I've never heard of the riverbed sinking on its own initiative."

"It is indeed strange. The riverbed nearby has deepened by more than ten feet, causing the water level to drop by three feet."

"Fortunately, there is a big difference in elevation between Huazhu County and Jiangling County, and the branch of the Blackwater River is in Huaiyin, otherwise there would not be such an effect."

Liang Qu, who was sitting at the last seat, couldn't help but nod.

Indeed, the large terrain difference in the lower reaches of the Blackwater River, coupled with the fast flow rate in the straight section, enabled him to exert the miraculous effect of driving away the water.

Inside the tent, an official stroked his beard and smiled, "Everyone, is this an auspicious sign? God can't bear to see the people of Dashun suffer, so this flow of water occurred? It seems that even the great epidemic has not occurred?"

"Xiangrui, I heard on my way here that the people said that a red dragon fish appeared in the world? I wonder which hero got it?"

(End of this chapter)