The law of true fragrance that cannot be escaped

The heavy rain washed away the blood on Jian Bao's face, and also awakened his consciousness, "Leave...leave, leave here..."

Thunder bursts could be heard in the sky, as if it was right in front of you. Jian Bao struggled to get up from the ground, his body trembling and dragging one leg to slowly crawl forward...

At this time, his heart was full of despair, but it was also filled with hatred. In the heavy rain, Jian Bao felt as if there was air-conditioning in his bones, his eyes turned black, his headache was splitting, and he felt worse than death.

Relying on his astonishing willpower, he climbed a long distance, but at this moment, when the rain was pouring down, Jian Bao seemed to hear some other unusual sounds... like the sound of rolling stones.

It's hard to describe the horror and fear at that moment. Jian Bao turned his head in a panic. In his blurred vision, the rocks and soil layers on the mountain became fragmented and collapsed...

The voice gradually became louder, and at the same time it was impacting Jian Bao's heart.

This scene is so heart-wrenching that life is hopeless.

Just when Jian Bao smiled bitterly in despair and finally fell to the ground powerlessly, there was another slight sound of bells in his ear...

The crisp and pleasant voice gradually approached from the rainstorm. The rain was obviously louder, but this voice seemed to be able to penetrate the rain curtain and reach people's hearts.

Jian Bao couldn't help turning his head to look, and saw a figure in a white Taoist robe walking up and down holding an oil-paper umbrella in the rain curtain. There was a string of copper bells hanging on one side of the umbrella, and the sound came from this.

Ronghua approached, sheltered the people on the ground from the rain, and said softly, "You believer, you are the last one left on the mountain, follow me and leave."

Jian Bao couldn't help but widen his eyes, looking stunned.

The oil-paper umbrella is not big enough to cover one person, but not two people. Moreover, in such a heavy rain, even if one person holds an umbrella, the whole body is bound to be soaked. Refreshing appearance.

When the oil-paper umbrella leaned towards him, Jian Bao finally couldn't feel the wash of the heavy rain.

He raised his head in astonishment, and found that an invisible barrier seemed to form around the umbrella, protecting the person in front of him and his whole body.

At this moment, the rain was cut off, and the sound seemed to be much quieter.

"Faithful?" Seeing that he was silent, Rong Hua called him again and helped him up, "Your head is injured and your ankles are swollen, so it's not suitable for you to walk around on your own. Please help me, and I'll take you out of here."

"You...are you a god?" Jian Bao finally spoke hoarsely.

Ronghua couldn't help laughing, "Of course not, I'm a Taoist priest, let's go."

Jian Bao grasped Ronghua tightly, and the two of them left the place in an instant.

But not long after leaving, there was a sudden booming sound behind him, as terrifying as a mountain shaking and the ground shaking.

Jian Bao couldn't help but look back. In a blur, he saw that the tree that Lin Ziqi hit head hard had been ruthlessly knocked down by mudslides, and the area under the heavy rain was even more devastated and beyond recognition.

In another moment, the scene in front of him quickly skipped, and he was taken away by Ronghua.

"it's a pity……"

He heard the people around him sigh, "No one has come to travel here on the mountain this time...ha cough."

Jane Bao: "..."

I don't know if it's because everything is not real, but Jian Bao always feels that the people around him... seem to be happy?

Hmm...probably an illusion.

In the Taoist temple, Rong Maomao ran out with a dry towel, handed it to a shivering man, and hurried in to bring out the boiling hot water.

The man wiped the wet rainwater from his body, and saw the woman sitting beside her shivering with her shoulders hugged. Even if she was covered with a quilt, it was useless, so he could not help comforting in a low voice, "The hot water will come soon, just hold on for a while."

The woman nodded tremblingly, "No, it's nothing, I just can't get over it for a while, it's nothing."

The man nodded when he saw this, and turned back to the hall. The young Taoist priest ran back and forth, beads of sweat already dripping from his forehead, and the hall was full of people who were also drenched all over, all of whom were covered by the fairy-like man. Daochang was rescued from the rainstorm together.

Thinking of the Taoist priest, the man couldn't help feeling a little dazed. He thought he was dreaming and delusional, until after he was rescued here, he pinched himself severely and didn't wake up.

It's true, he's not dead!Saved by the gods!

The torrential rain outside the temple continued, thunder rumbled, and the rain was dark. Under the desperate scene, they were already at ease. No one would feel panic and helpless after seeing the strangeness of the Taoist priest.

At this time, he heard the woman speak again, "Is the Sanqing worshiped in the Taoist temple? I will pay my respects when I am free, and come here often to offer incense. Thank you Sanqing for your protection, and thank you Taoist priest for your help."

Hearing this, the man looked at the three statues in the hall. Although some parts of his body were old and faded, his face was extremely solemn and lifelike amidst the fireworks.

For a moment, the man couldn't help feeling awed, and bowed his head a few times.

"Master, you are back!"

Rong Maomao saw the figure returning from the door with sharp eyes, and hurriedly grabbed the remaining big towel and ran over to Jian Bao's side to wipe off the rain on his body.

"Thank you, thank you." Jian Bao was still trembling, but was helped by Rong Maomao to sit down.

"Ah! Why is your forehead broken?" Rong Maomao found the wound on Jian Bao's head, and ran into the house to get something to bandage.

"Master!"

"Guardian!"

Seeing Ronghua's return, everyone in the hall felt more at ease, and their emotions became slightly agitated.

"Have a good rest. The rainstorm will last for a long time. The search and rescue team has already started operations. I have to go there. Your family members must be anxious at this time. If you can't get in touch, don't worry for now. We will reunite when the rainstorm stops." Ronghua smiled and comforted People, let them relax.

After everyone calmed down and nodded their heads to calm down, Ronghua took the oil-paper umbrella and stepped out again.

Under the dark rain, Ronghua's back is as steady as a mountain, that little white seems to be the only color in the world.

At the foot of Thousand Blades Mountain.

Jian Xie's groomed hair all fell down, his face was no longer calm and self-possessed, and he looked anxiously in the direction of Qianren Mountain. His body was firmly blocked by two rescuers, and he could not move at all.

One of the rescuers reluctantly persuaded, "Mr. Jian, I know you are worried about your brother, but you don't have any rescue experience, so you can't go into the mountain. Our staff has already started operations. Trust us, we will definitely save him!"

Jian Xie remained silent with a cold face, and the rescuers seemed to think of something suddenly, "Mr. Jian, I remember that one of the women who came back from the search and rescue was not your sister. Look...why you go and see her first..."

The rescuers couldn't continue talking, because Jian Xie's face was even colder and more terrifying.

Hearing a sneer, Jian Xie stopped embarrassing the rescuers, "I should go and see her." After speaking, she turned and left.

The other rescuers were puzzled, pointed at Jian Xie's back and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"Probably... the grievances of the wealthy family?"

Jian Jiao was sitting in the car, Lin Ziqi went out to get things, the moment the car door opened, Jian Jiao thought it was Lin Ziqi who had come back, the corner of her mouth just curled up when she saw Jian Xie's face.

"Jian Xie, why are you here?!" Jian Jiao's pupils shrank suddenly, her tone trembling slightly.

In the Jane family, she is only afraid of this man.

Jian Xie looked at her indifferently, "Isn't Jian Bao with you? Why is he missing when you come back?"

Jian Jiao remained calm, her face turned pale, "I, we separated later."

The man in front of him sneered, his eyes were terribly indifferent, and he repeated softly, "Scatter? Do you think I will believe what you say?"

Jian Jiao couldn't help shivering, "You...Even if you don't believe it, it's true. After we dispersed, Ziqi and I were lucky to be saved. Brother...Jian Bao, I don't know how he is now..."

Jian Xie narrowed her eyes, "Ziqi... are you so affectionate?"

Jian Jiao's throat moved, unable to speak.

"If Jane Bao has anything... I will not let you two go." Jian Xie said coldly.

"No! Jian Xie, you are venting your anger! You are just adopted, what qualifications do you have..." Jian Jiao screamed.

However, Jian Xie interrupted before he finished speaking, "Then what qualifications do you have? The stepdaughter brought back by Meng Rong, don't think that she is from the Jian family after changing her name, or... you are simply Jian Yan's private child. Have a daughter?"

Jian Jiao's original name was Meng Jiao, and she was the daughter brought over by Meng Rong and Jian Yi after their remarriage.

Meng Rong said that Jian Jiao was the daughter she gave birth to with her ex-husband, and she raised her after the divorce. After remarrying Jian Yan, Meng Jiao changed her name to Jian Jiao not long after.

At that time, Meng Rong and Jian Zhan's disguise was so good that even Jian Xie didn't find anything wrong. At that time, Jian Bao blamed him for his mother's death, and Jian Xie didn't pay attention even more because of his mother's death.

But later, he accidentally discovered the ambiguity between Lin Ziqi and Jian Jiao, and when investigating the two, he unexpectedly discovered something more interesting.

Jian Jiao's eyes suddenly widened, Jian Xie... Jian Xie, he actually knew? !

No, no...Jian Jiao, you have to calm down, Jian Xie was only adopted by the Jian family, so what if you find out...Moreover, Jian Bao can no longer live now, what are you afraid of?Jane's house can only be yours!

"I don't know what you're talking about. Instead of questioning me here, it's better to see if Jian Bao can be rescued." Jian Jiao forced herself to be calm.

The rescue operation has been carried out for several hours, but there is no sign of Jian Bao among the rescued people.

Jian Bao was left at the top of Qianren Mountain by them, his ankles swelled and he couldn't walk, and then he was knocked unconscious by Lin Ziqi. Jian Jiao didn't believe it, so Jian Bao could still survive.

Jian Xie clenched her hands tightly, it was useless to talk to Jian Jiao at this moment.

He turned around and left, and happened to meet Lin Ziqi coming back, the two passed by each other and looked at each other, that glance froze Lin Ziqi in place, Jian Xie's eyes were so terrifying that it made people frightened.

The rescue time passed bit by bit, and despair gradually rose in Jian Xie's heart. He stood in the rain, pushed away the umbrella that others were trying to cover him, and quietly waited for that tiny glimmer of hope.

However... when the rescue team returned without success, the light in Jian Xie's eyes gradually dimmed...

"Ah?! How could someone come down by himself?!" At this moment, someone screamed.

Jian Xie looked up and saw a man holding an oil-paper umbrella and wearing a long-sleeved robe pacing forward. Behind him was a dark rain curtain like night, but he seemed to have flowed through time to the present.

The search and rescue staff or the staff who were running back and forth couldn't help but stop in a daze, seeing the fairy-like figure getting closer and closer with dazed eyes, the sound of bells in the rain was clearly audible, and then the man's Qingyue voice sounded through the rain curtain.

"There is no need to send people into the mountain to search and rescue. All the victims in the mountain have been rescued by me and returned to the Taoist temple. No one died. They can go down the mountain and return after the heavy rain stops. Everyone is working hard, so you can rest for a while."

The author has something to say: Oh my god, the cuties are really awesome!I only thought of fried dumplings... Haha, you guys are amazing, you guessed it right, you have a good heart, and brother Jianbao is a traitor, his father is a traitor, um... big brother is a good man haha.