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When the breeze blows, everything on the island is no different from usual.

It was just after noon, the temperature was very high, and many fisherwomen and children were taking a nap at home.

The Song brothers were still moving rocks at the beach because they wanted to build a house, while others were also making preparations to withstand the typhoon.

The eldest brother Song Chenghou was transporting the stones piled next to the temple to the back hall of the temple...

Sensing the chill, he couldn't help but straighten up and look up at the sky.

The white clouds are piled up like brocade, but the sky is still clear.

The temperature is still hot and humid, but there is a faint airflow. Although it is weak, I can still notice the difference because of the vigilance in front.

Song Chenghou raised his head and looked at Limu Mountain behind the temple. There were many trees there, and the treetops were swaying gently in the wind.

Once upon a time in Dayin, Song Chenghou liked to read under the trees in his residence. He was very familiar with the way the treetops twisted when the breeze blew...

It's obviously different from what it looks like now.

He immediately put down the stone in his hand and led Wen Shishi to the back hall.

Not far away, other brothers were busy moving and dismantling stones from the stone house...

The breeze blew against my face, and I felt the slightest coolness. I couldn't help but stand up and look up at the direction of the wind.

Only Song Chengjian frowned and stared at the sky. The white clouds piled up like cotton seemed to have a shadow somewhere.

"Speed ​​up and move the big ones first, leaving the small ones alone. After the move, we will all rest in the temple and wait until we observe!"

Song Chengjian ordered calmly, with a very serious expression.

"Yes!"

"Okay, second brother!"

......

The brothers all catered to him.

Laosi, Laowu and Laojiu, who were responsible for exploring the cave, did not notice anything strange because they were close to the mountain and shaded by trees.

They had just walked to the back of Li Mu Mountain, the farthest place from the temple.

The back hall of the temple.

Wen Shishi walked slowly, and Song Chenghou picked up Wen Shishi and quickly walked to the Zen room and found the abbot who was leading the monks in Zen meditation.

The abbot was not unhappy at being interrupted rashly and stood up immediately.

"Donor Song, what do you want from me?"

After spending a few days together, the abbot admired Song Chenghou's words and deeds very much. Knowing that there was nothing important, he would not be so reckless.

Song Chenghou raised his finger to the trees on the back hill, reminding the abbot to take a look, "Abbott, is there something wrong?"

The abbot looked carefully, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Song Chenghou spoke up, "It's abnormal, isn't it? We have been on the island for three days, and it is hot in the afternoon. This cool breeze will not come for nothing...

Because the little master reminded me, I paid special attention to the wind force, which felt stronger than when I was eating at noon.

And the wind direction is not in one direction, but swirling..."

After hearing the last sentence, the abbot's expression changed.

In the Zen room, the monks still closed their eyes and chanted sutras in low voices, which did not stop because the abbot left.

"Huineng!"

The abbot called out to his eldest disciple. Hearing this, the other disciples stopped one after another and turned to look at the abbot.

That’s it! Even if the worries are unfounded, it is better than leaving the lives of the disciples alone by chance.

The abbot immediately turned around and said kindly to Song Cheng, "Thank you, donor, for reminding me! Although there are no other signs at the moment, I still feel uneasy...

Donor Song was the best and quickly reminded his brothers to come back for a while and not to go out yet.

I will arrange for the disciples to make preparations in the temple and arrange for manpower to go to the beach to warn. "

Song Chenghou understood, and the abbot said yes, and arranged for his disciples to remind the fishermen and fisherwomen.

Song Chenghou did not dare to delay at all. Although it was not easy to hold Wen Shishi in his arms, the temple was busy and busy. Putting him down alone would only frighten Wen Shishi...

Therefore, Song Chenghou still insisted on holding Wen Shishi in his hands.

When he went out and found Lao Liu and Lao Qi who were digging oysters and picking seaweed on the shore, Song Chenghou immediately told Lao Qi, "Brother Qi, hurry up!

Go find your second brother and bring your brothers back! "

It was rare for Lao Qi to see his elder brother with such a serious expression. He looked up at the sky with an ominous premonition in his heart...

He also confiscated the things, nodded to the eldest brother, and immediately ran towards the second brother and others.

"Sixth brother, hurry around Limu Mountain and find Lao Si and the others...

Remember, if you go in one direction and the situation is not right, come back immediately! "

Lao Liu nodded, picked up the two barrels, and prepared to put them back before leaving...

He was stopped by his elder brother, "Go quickly! I'll take care of things here."

Listen, there are three of them, and there is only one of you. If you find that the situation is not right, turn around and come back!

Although we have not experienced typhoons, we have heard a lot in the past two days. The situation has changed beyond our expectations. In case of landfall...

Without trees or houses to rely on, people can be blown into the sky or into the sea!

Do you understand what I said?

Don't wait until it's beyond your reach. As soon as the wind gets strong, come back immediately! "

After a few more words, Song Chengfeng finally understood the power of it.

He held his hands towards his eldest brother and ran to the side without saying a word.

Because he had to carry the barrel, Song Chenghou had to put Wen Shishi down.

The little man looked a little nervous because of Song Chenghou's serious and urgent words.

Song Chenghou bent down, touched Wen Shishi's head, and asked softly, "Are you afraid?"

Wen Shishi nodded honestly.

Song Chenghou hugged him gently and comforted him, "Don't be afraid! Big brother will protect you!"

The tension in Wen Shishi's eyes faded slightly.

Looking up into the distance, I saw the direction where my brothers were carrying the stones...

A few figures can be vaguely seen. It should be that Lao Qi has arrived and they are retreating.

At the same time, several taller monks ran out of the temple. They should be disciples sent by the abbot to provide warning.

Song Chenghou calmed down, put a piece of clothes corner into Wen Shishi's hand, and asked her to hold the corner of his clothes and walk away.

While carrying the barrel towards the temple, Song Chenghou's other corner suddenly lifted...

Song Chenghou looked back at the sky. The wind seemed to be stronger than before...

Even though these changes are not obvious.

But in the eyes of those who are wary, these are all signs.

The sky is filled with dazzling white clouds, and their colors seem to be changing imperceptibly...

The strong white turned into thin white, dull white...

Song Chenghou looked solemn, looking through the clouds, as if he could see the thick ink behind...

Song Chenghou kept walking, hurriedly returned to the temple, put the medicine bag compiled by his sixth brother into his arms.

Collected all the clothes hanging to dry in the backyard, rolled them up together with the bedding in the wing, found a table, and hid them under the table.

Lao Liu moved quickly and had already fried all the clams and small fish that Song Chenghou had picked up in the morning and placed them in a corner outside the temple.

Steam the sweet potatoes, cut them into small pieces, place them on a clean cotton cloth and place them in a basket.

Next to the temple, there are still sparks left in Lao Liuqi's earthen stove, which has not been completely extinguished...

Song Chenghou rolled up his sleeves, carried half a bucket of water from the back hall, and cleaned the clam meat and oyster meat in the bucket...

Pushing aside the sparks and adding branches, the fire gradually grew...

Song Chenghou poured the clam meat and oyster meat on the heated thin stone slab. After a while, the clam meat and oyster meat made a "sizzling" sound...

Just like at this moment, Song Chenghou was in an anxious mood.