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"Amitabha......"

The abbot looked at the sky, lowered his eyes and said something.

The typhoon shows no signs of stopping so far...

The top of the main hall is made of the same material as the wing rooms and other rooms, but so far, the roof has not been lifted off, perhaps because of the blessing of the Buddha.

The answer speaks for itself.

The abbot turned around and looked up at the tall Buddha statue. There seemed to be a look of compassion in his eyes...

Not far away, the monks were protecting the little novice monks with their bodies, showing their willingness to sacrifice their lives for the abbot and fellow disciples...

But maybe he lacks experience and has never experienced such a big typhoon. At this moment, he doesn't know what else to do besides protecting people.

Song Chenghou struggled and wanted to get up, but Song Chengjian stopped him immediately...

Song Chenghou had no choice but to sit "rudely" and said to the abbot, "Abbott, my second brother has some experience in dealing with complex situations...

Since it may not be safe here, we need to plan early.

We are the ones who are here to make trouble, and we shouldn’t take over the host, but since we are trapped in one place now, we also want to do something..."

The abbot understood and nodded immediately, "Donors are kind-hearted, so there is no need to worry...

This situation was indeed unexpected for us.

The brothers of Donor Song are very capable and willing to take the initiative to help. On behalf of all the monks in the temple, I would like to thank the benefactor, but...

If there is a way, I have a heartfelt request...

Even if you don’t care about me, can you find a way to protect Ichigo Buddha’s statue..."

After the abbot finished speaking, the disciples behind him all bowed their heads and recited "Amitabha"...

"call......"

Outside the temple, the strong wind blew the debris from the backyard to the entrance of the temple...

"boom!"

The Song brothers worked together to close the door of the main hall, temporarily blocking the raging typhoon from outside.

Song Chenghou looked at his second brother Song Chengjian questioningly.

Song Chengjian said directly, "I have bothered the abbot for so long. No matter what the result is, we should try our best and give it a try..."

The two brothers nodded to the abbot.

The abbot breathed a sigh of relief, "Just tell me what the donor plans to do and how the disciples need to cooperate. No need to worry...

Time is of the essence..."

Song Chengjian stood up holding Wen Shishi in her arms. It was rare for her brothers to talk to the abbot, so she sat obediently in her second brother's arms without moving.

Song Chengjian immediately called the third, seventh and eighth brothers. Before he and his eldest brother entered the temple, the three brothers were already staying with the monks...

Make it easier to understand the work they've done.

"Before entering the main hall, what rescue work did you and the masters do?"

Song Chengjian looked at his eldest brother, and after receiving his instructions, he asked.

"Let me first say..."

Song Chengxin, the third child, said, "When we arrived at the Zen room, trees and stones rolled down from the backyard, blocking the door of the wing...

There is also a risk of the roof collapsing at any time, so we will work with the masters to move people...

Encountered many obstacles in the process, and finally came here. Lao Qi and Lao Ba were clever and rescued some monks' robes nearby...

Several chefs returned to the kitchen and grabbed some food..."

Seeing that the third brother had finished speaking, the seventh brother added, "Except for the abbot who just felt unwell, no one else was injured for the time being...

The things that were rescued were only dozens of monk robes, not much food, and not much water to drink..."

Song Chengjian looked at Lao Ba, "Are there any more?"

Song Chengxi said, "That's basically it. There are not many things to save. I just checked and found that the side and rear of the main hall have collapsed, and there is no exit...

If there is a danger here, the only exit, the closest one, may be from the main entrance of the main hall..."

Song Chengjian nodded, affirming their actions. Since he had the abbot's approval, he directly assigned the tasks.

"It's not safe here, we have to hurry up and be prepared...

Lao Ba, according to what you said, you are responsible for clearing a passage from here to the entrance of the main hall to prevent retreat..."

Song Sung Suk immediately replied "Okay"...

Song Chengjian continued to give instructions, "Lao San, you find a master who will take you around the kitchen and gather all the food and water you can find here..."

If there is a water bag in the temple and it can be put into the water bag, it would be best...

If not, you can also use a bucket. The bucket should not be too big..."

Song Chengxin said "ok" immediately.

"Old Qi, there should be some commonly used medicines in the temple. Ask the abbot where he is and ask a master to take you there...

Try your best to get all the remaining balance..."

Just as Lao Qi was about to leave, Song Chengjian told the three of them, "Safety is the most important thing, just do your best, no need to force..."

The three younger brothers nodded, found two monks, and worked together to open the temple door a crack...

The strong wind nearly sucked them away.

The rest of the monks, hearing Song Chengjian's orderly arrangements, came over one after another and took the initiative.

"Donor Song, what can we do?"

Song Chengjian turned his head and looked at them, without any hesitation, and directly stated his plan.

"The hall is too high. If the roof is lifted off and a strong wind blows...

No matter which direction the Buddha statue falls, it may be seriously damaged...

My suggestion is to lay the Buddha statue down, so that even if the roof is overturned or a typhoon blows, the risk of the Buddha statue falling down is relatively small..."

The monks' eyes lit up.

Song Chengjian continued, "The worst-case scenario is that the roof is overturned and a typhoon rolls in...

If there is no need to worry about falling, the biggest risk is that rocks and trees fall down, as well as the surrounding debris, being swept in by the typhoon and hitting the Buddha statue..."

All the monks changed their colors.

Song Chengjian added, "However, there is no remedy, so I have to trouble all the masters...

As much as possible, bring the bedding and cotton wool from the temple and cover it on the Buddha statue to withstand the impact of debris...

We need a few things, ropes. The thicker and longer the better, it’s best to get a few more.

There were also futons and other soft objects. Finally, they were brought and filled on both sides of the Buddha statue and the wall...

Even if the roof is lifted and strong winds sweep through, the Buddha statue will not roll around at will if it is fixed by these things, reducing damage..."

The monks all bent down and bowed deeply to Song Chengjian and Song Chenghou, "If the donor says this, we will know what to do..."

The hall was suddenly empty, and the monks poured into the wind and rain.

The young novices were hiding in the corner, shivering, while the abbot was comforting them...

"Shishi, you are the eldest sister. Bring some brothers and brothers over. Come to the brothers and let's take care of them together, okay?"

When Wen Shishi heard "big sister", the numbness fell from Song Chengjian's body, and she was not afraid at all...

He walked to the corner, stretched out his hand to the young novice monks, and brought them all over...