"It's good that he's here. The money won't be able to escape." Bai Wenshui smiled.
Ghosthead smiled as well.
"Let's go. Let's wait by the shore!" Bai Wenshui said.
Ghosthead turned his head and gestured to the other fishing boat. The two boats docked, but they did not truly dock. Instead, they maintained a certain distance.
Meanwhile, Fangzheng approached and looked at the two boats. He found a spot nearby and went ashore. The moment he reached the shore, Squirrel ran over. "Master, where did you go?"
"To do what needed to be done," said Fangzheng.
"Save someone?" Squirrel knew Fangzheng very well.
Fangzheng nodded. Squirrel immediately gave Fangzheng a questioning look. Fangzheng gave him an affirmative look, and Squirrel immediately jumped up in excitement. He somersaulted a few times before sitting on Fangzheng's shoulder in delight. He smiled. "Master, I knew you were the best! Haha! "
Fangzheng was very pleased to see Squirrel happy over the successful rescue.
"Eh? Master, the person has already been saved. Why are we still heading over? "Squirrel asked, perplexed.
"To watch the show!" Fangzheng said lightly. However, his expression was heavy. Even the adorable Squirrel could tell the anger in Fangzheng's eyes! He could not help but mumble. "Master is angry. The consequences will be dire! I wonder who will be the unlucky one. "
"Amitabha. Patron, didn't you say that someone fell into the water? Why don't I see him? "Fangzheng came to the side of the crowd who wished to help but were helpless.
The elder sighed. "It's too late. We came too late. That person was still struggling in the water, and only his head popped out. By the time those who know how to swim rushed over, he had already sunk. This person is likely gone. Sigh … He was a perfectly fine person. Sigh … "
"Patron, This Penniless Monk saw the two fishing boats on the river. Why didn't they save him?" asked Fangzheng.
"Save him? It's already not bad that they didn't kill anyone! "The elder's face was immediately filled with boundless rage when the fishing boats were mentioned.
"Oh? What do you mean? "asked Fangzheng.
The elder snorted coldly. "Those blood-sucking bastards can't wait …"
"Old Li!" At that moment, someone tugged at the old man. They happened to see a few people walking over. Old Li seemed a little fearful.
Old Li immediately shut up. After a while, he whispered to Fangzheng, "Venerable One, you look unfamiliar. You aren't a local, right?"
Fangzheng nodded. "No. This Penniless Monk comes from the northeast and travels everywhere. This Penniless Monk happened to come here today and saw this. Amitabha … "
"This is rare in other places, so it's not really news here. The Yangtze River spanned half of China from west to east. No one knew when someone would rush down from upstream. Moreover, the current in this area was sometimes slow and sometimes rapid. When it was slow, there would always be people who listened to his advice and went swimming. Especially during holidays, winter and summer vacations … Sigh, every year, many people end their lives here. "Old Li let out a long sigh, highlighting the helplessness in his heart.
Fangzheng said, "There are so many people here. Is there no one to save someone who has fallen into the water?"
"Save? Of course! " When Old Li said that, his eyes suddenly lit up. He said proudly, "It's not that I'm bragging, but we definitely have a lot of good people in this world! In other places, it's news to enter the water to save someone who has fallen into the water. But here, it's the norm! There are people entering the water to save people almost every few days. There are too many … It's so many that people are numb to it. In the beginning, there were still people reporting about it, but later on, no one reported about it. It's a habit. You saw it just now. A few good lads have entered the water to save people. Everyone on the shore isn't idle either. They want to get a safety rope to help them … "
Although he said that he was used to it, Old Li's smugness and pride could not be suppressed.
Fangzheng felt a lot better when he heard that. Indeed, there were still many good people in this world.
"Since there are so many good people, why doesn't the fishing boat save people?" Fangzheng asked the question on his mind.
"Why don't you guess?" Old Li seemed to want to say something, but the few people came over again. Old Li did not say anything else. Instead, he patted Fangzheng on the shoulder and said, "Master, it's best not to ask about certain things. It's useless to ask too much. Just get angry."
With that said, Old Li shook his head and left.
Fangzheng refused to give up as he chased after him and asked, "Patron, are you leaving just like that? Aren't you going to see the outcome? "
"Outcome? What outcome can there be? Are you waiting to see the heart-wrenching pain? I'm old, and I can't bear it. I can't watch it. " After Old Li said that, he waved his hand. His body was a little hunched as he walked. "To think that this was a city of heroes in the past. Now, even heroes are being dragged into the water. Sigh … What kind of world is this …"
"Master, he clearly knows something, but he isn't saying anything," said Squirrel unhappily.
Fangzheng said, "Amitabha. Everyone has their own difficulties. He has his own concerns, so it's normal for him not to say anything. However, it's fine even if he doesn't say anything. We can see for ourselves. "
"Okay." Squirrel nodded, not fully understanding.
At that moment, Fangzheng saw a man who wasn't tall walk over with a bag in his hand. The man looked warily at Fangzheng. Although the monk was unbelievably pale, he did not think too much about it. After circling the area and confirming that there was nothing else, he returned to the riverside and sat down.
There were two people sitting on the side. In front of the man, there were two men dressed in black sitting on the ground. One of them had a crew cut and looked simple and honest. The other one had his hair tied up in a ponytail and had a mustache. He looked like an artist. The man took out cigarettes and gave them to the other three. The four of them sat by the riverside smoking as though they were waiting for something.
Fangzheng walked over. When he saw this, he walked over as well.
"Amitabha. Patrons, may I know if there's a monastery nearby?" Fangzheng came in front of them and pressed his palms together.
The short man looked impatiently at Fangzheng and waved his hand. "Monk, I don't have time for you. Go somewhere cool."
Fangzheng shot a glance at the fishing boat not far behind the quartet. The net was still hanging there and had not been retracted into the boat. From their expressions, he could tell that they were relaxed, but they looked a little impatient.
Fangzheng did not continue striking up a conversation. Instead, he led Squirrel to the side.
At that moment, there was a cry from afar. Following that, someone shouted, "Where? Where? "
Fangzheng looked over when he heard that and saw a group of people running over. One of them was a woman whose legs had turned limp from crying. She was nearly carried over. The moment she reached the side of the reservoir, she slumped to the ground and wailed. "Lin Zhixian, you bastard. I told you not to swim, but you didn't listen … Boohoo … What are we to do if you leave us behind? Boohoo … "
"Sister Hui, don't cry. Let's think of a way to fish him out," a young man said softly as he supported the woman.
"Fish … Fish … Fish him out! We have to fish him out! "Jie Hui suddenly snapped to her senses as she said in a trembling voice.
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