The Taoist master should restrain himself, the country will soon be unable to continue

Chapter 66 Aren't I Good at Fishing (Subscribe)

"My cub, my cub!"

The mother wailed, her voice was hoarse, and she rushed towards the scene of the incident, trying to find her child, wanting to see the dead body.

But before he could take two steps, he was hugged by his husband.

Now that the truck rolls over, there may be a second accident, no one can tell.

The father had already lost his child and he didn't want to put his wife in danger anymore.

Losing two close relatives in one day would make anyone feel heartbroken, but that father could only grit his teeth and hold on with tears in his eyes. The family still needed him, so he couldn't just fall down.

However, just when everyone fell into endless sorrow, an immature voice broke the oppressive atmosphere.

"Mom, Dad!"

The two couples who were hugging each other and weeping heard a very familiar voice, their expressions paused, and they turned their heads to look for the source of the voice full of disbelief.

I saw a young Taoist priest holding a little boy.

That boy is their child.

"My cub!"

The mother couldn't bear it anymore, she rushed forward and hugged the little boy tightly, as if she was afraid that he would leave her again, she hugged her tightly and burst into tears.

"Thank you, thank you so much, you are the savior of our family!"

Seeing that Su Yang was dressed as a Taoist priest, the father guessed that he had saved his child, and immediately fell to his knees, kowtowed and thanked.

"It's okay."

Su Yang waved his hand, helped him up, and looked at the overturned truck not far away: "The rain is too heavy, fear of heresy, we should call an ambulance as soon as possible."

"well."

The father nodded again and again, and called the people in the village to come forward and check the situation of the truck driver.

But that group of people have not recovered from the shock for a long time, and their heads are full of confusion. Up to now, they have not figured it out.

Just now, the child was about to be hit by a truck, but in the next second, the truck hit the mountain, causing it to roll over, and the child was not only fine, but appeared on the other side alive and kicking.

"Yes, the Taoist priest saved the child?"

"probably."

"But how did you save it? Could it be that the Taoist priest ran over? But I didn't even see it clearly!"

"Stop talking, hurry up and help, you just let go of that child, right?"

Everyone was shocked when they saw Su Yang standing in the rain without an umbrella, but not even a drop of rain, especially after Su Yang rescued the child without knowing it, they couldn't even imagine it, and called him a fairy present world.

And under the call of the father, everyone stepped forward to check the situation of the truck driver and help if they can.

Among them, especially those who carried the coffin, felt guilty and worked extraordinarily hard.

"Damn it, I just watched the replay and turned it on at 0.5x speed to see it clearly. It was the Taoist priest who rushed over to save the child."

"Is this still a person? I think the truck is only two or three meters away from the child. The Taoist priest is tens of meters away from the child. How can you catch up with him? Save him. Taoist priest, you belonged to the high-speed rail in your previous life." ?”

"The Daoist is really fast!"

Netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't clearly see how Su Yang saved the child for a while. Only by playing back and reducing the double speed can they barely see the afterimage that appeared on the screen. The speed is too fast.

Su Yang raised his head and saw that the group of people had rescued the truck driver from inside, but the driver had passed out, so he was relieved.

Recalling the speed that surpassed the speed of sound just now, Su Yang only felt happy and indescribably happy, which was the effect of "eight steps to catch cicadas".

Within eight steps, it is faster than everything else, and beyond eight steps, it is not so magical. Of course, the speed is still very fast.

After a while, police cars and ambulances rushed over one after another.

"There are too many things these two days, I can't be busy."

A policeman just got out of the car and saw the scene of the car accident. He frowned and couldn't help complaining.

"That's right, finish it quickly. There seems to be a car accident in the south of the city. We have to go there as soon as possible. There are not enough people there."

After some treatment, the truck driver was sent to the hospital. After checking that there was no secondary danger, the overturned truck temporarily stopped the area and waited for the trailer to take it away.

The original funeral procession was still the same, the coffin was safe and sound, it was not damaged, and it couldn't be put on the road, so they continued to carry the coffin and send it to the burial.

It's just that the father didn't let the child go with his mother. At the same time, when he learned that Su Yang wanted to find someone to spend the night, he generously invited him to stay at home, saying that he must thank him for setting up a table later. savior.

Regarding this, Su Yang did not refuse. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he followed the child and his mother to the village.

Along the way, the child's mother was very grateful to Su Yang, and said no less than ten words of thanks.

"Daoist Qingyang, just finished the funeral at home, you can take care of yourself, drink tea, I will cook right away."

"Okay, Layman, you are busy."

Su Yang nodded.

Since the family had just finished their funeral work, it looked a bit depressed, and there were still a lot of paper money left on the ground.

However, Su Yang saw that their family seemed to be quite well-to-do. The house was three stories high, with a front yard and a backyard, and the decoration in the home was not bad.

If this is placed in the countryside, it is already considered a rich family.

Among them, Su Yang noticed that this family seems to have a lot of fishing gear, and there are more than a dozen fishing rods in all kinds.

But when Su Yang looked at the village from a distance, there was no lake or river around, and the whole village was built against the mountains.

If you insist on talking about lakes, there is only Poyang Lake, and it seems to be some distance away.

After waiting for nearly an hour, the child's father came back after finishing his work.

"Daoist, thank you so much this time, I don't know your last name?"

As soon as he entered the room, the man saw Su Yang, and a grateful smile appeared on his face.

"The poor Taoist name is Qingyang, and the common name is Suyang."

"My name is Liu Qiang. Qingyang Road has been waiting for a long time. My wife should have already prepared the food. Please hurry up."

A table full of dishes is too much to eat.

During the meal, Su Yang learned that Liu Qiang was working in the city and opened a small factory by himself. As a small boss, the income was not bad.

When I have nothing to do, I will call a few friends to go fishing in Poyang Lake together.

"Ham, Daoist, when it comes to fishing, I really haven't gone for a few days, my heart is itchy."

"I blame the weather. It's really unpredictable. It was fine a few days ago, but suddenly it rained for two consecutive days, and it was still thunderstorms. Today, it was foggy for no reason."

Liu Qiang took a sip of his wine, looked at the torrential rain outside and the occasional thunder, and sighed in frustration.

"You still have the nerve to say that it's fortunate that it's raining, otherwise you have to take advantage of the rest and go fishing every day, and you'll become addicted."

At this time, his wife complained angrily.

Liu Qiang originally wanted to refute, but thinking of what happened today, he gave up again.

Don't I just go fishing whenever I have free time, how can I be addicted?

(End of this chapter)