"Heaven will never lose."
I shook my head and let out a long sigh.
Although it looks like we are winning this game with the sky, in fact, we are losing from the beginning.
We just saved a small village like Niangniangba from this natural disaster.
The floods in the Yellow River caused by this heavy rain have claimed many lives and caused huge losses to many people.
God is ruthless, and natural disasters cannot be completely stopped by human power. We have only saved a very small number of lives under this natural disaster.
"That's true. Even if we save the village of Niangniangba, other areas will still be affected by natural disasters. So in the end, God will win in the end."
Wang Xiaozhe sighed as he spoke.
Of course he understood what I meant.
Before I knew it, it was already dawn.
As the Bloody Sun rises in the east, the water level of the Yellow River begins to gradually drop.
However, the water of the Yellow River is still very turbid. From time to time, the remains of houses, cars, livestock, and even corpses can be seen in the rolling waves.
There were countless corpses floating in the gentle waters downstream.
A natural disaster claimed countless lives and shattered and destroyed many families.
For Tiandao, this is just the beginning.
Countless souls of grievances linger on both sides of the Yellow River, some are lost, some are crying in sorrow, and their resentment cannot be dissipated for a long time.
The whole world is desolate.
And all of this is God's work.
If the innocent souls buried in the Yellow River cannot be saved, they will eventually turn into evil ghosts and continue to harm others.
All of this is the result that God wants, but we have no control over it.
Flood relief teams have already joined the disaster area. Boats salvaging corpses have sailed into the river one after another, and corpses floating in the Yellow River have also been fished out one after another.
Bodies piled up on the river bank, and grief-stricken relatives of the deceased came to claim them one after another.
But most of the corpses were never claimed and could only continue to be piled on the river bank.
Perhaps the deceased has no living relatives, or perhaps the body of the deceased traveled down the Yellow River and was washed to the lower reaches of the Yellow River who knows how many kilometers away. Therefore, even if it is salvaged, relatives will not be able to know it in a short time. information.
In the face of natural disasters, even in this era of advanced technology, humans are still stretched thin.
After all, we are just mortals, how can we compete with the power of nature? How to contend with the way of heaven?
All we can do is deal with the aftermath.
That was the first time I felt that life was so fragile.
The dead are dead, the living are still alive, and life continues.
I didn't stand on the river bank and watch the bodies being fished out one by one, maybe because I didn't want to witness that tragic scene.
Finally, it all stopped.
Night began to fall, and like a wandering ghost, I came from hell to the world again and began to work within my ability.
Wang Xiaozhe and the others had prepared everything they needed during the day. We took the tools and built a bridge for dead souls on the riverside pier, arranged the altar, and were ready to start saving the souls of those who were buried in the Yellow River.
Nowadays, Li Yinyang has disappeared and his life and death are unknown. No one can save these innocent souls buried in the Yellow River.
But eventually someone has to do the work.
Besides, so many people died in this disaster. If these evil spirits are not saved, evil spirits will soon appear along the Yellow River and evil ghosts will be rampant.
At that time, I didn’t know how many people would suffer.
The altar was quickly set up. This time, Wang Xiaozhe presided over the altar, while Lin Ze and I were arranging the formation nearby.
After all, it is not an easy task to save so many innocent souls. Changes may occur at any time, so we must be cautious.
Wang Xiaozhe put on his Taoist robe, burned an invitation talisman, and opened the altar solemnly.
Then he placed five talismans on the five elements of the altar, and invited ghost generals from five directions to restrain the altar.
There are so many wronged souls to be saved, and if there are no ghost generals from the five directions to hold down the altar, there is no guarantee that those wronged souls and powerful ghosts will not cause trouble.
After everything was ready, Wang Xiaozhe picked up the Yin Yang Bell on the altar and shook it gently a few times, and then began the ritual of transferring the souls of the dead.
As the mantra was uttered, the gate of hell opened, and the innocent souls began to walk out of the Yellow River one by one.
This ritual of rescuing the souls of the dead can attract almost all the souls of the dead within a radius of dozens of miles. I think that must be an immeasurable number.
Wang Xiaozhe quickly took the soul-calling flag, shook it, and shouted.
"The souls of the dead are here, the souls are back..."
As she kept shouting, the innocent souls who emerged from the Yellow River all gathered towards this side.
After a while, the surroundings around us were densely packed with human figures.
No matter who saw that scene, their scalp would probably go numb.
Fortunately, these innocent souls did not cause trouble. Under the guidance of Wang Xiaozhe, one after another, the innocent souls walked onto the Bridge of Dead Souls, then entered the gate of hell and disappeared.
I don’t know how long this scene lasted, but in the blink of an eye it was already late at night.
However, at a glance, the innocent souls all around are still densely packed together, as if there is no end.
Judging from this situation, I am afraid that even tonight, I may not be able to free all the innocent souls.
But it doesn’t matter. At worst, you can save it for two or three nights, and you can always finish it.
As long as nothing happens during this period, it will be fine.
I lit a cigarette and then looked up at the Yellow River not far away.
At this time, the entire river seemed extremely calm, without even a sound of wind or waves.
There was something unusual about the apparent quietness.
But I scanned the river and found nothing.
The moment I looked back, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a huge thing emerging from the river not far away from the corner of my eye.
I quickly turned around and looked over again, and found that there was really a huge black shadow floating on the river.
And the black shadow just floated on the water, neither sinking nor moving.
I looked carefully and recognized it quickly.
That huge black shadow seemed to be the Nine Dragon Coffin that was used to suppress the entrance to the Yellow River Ghost Domain.
As soon as I saw this coffin, I immediately lost my composure.
Because I remember Li Yinyang said before that he would be reincarnated in this coffin.
Thinking of this, I quickly used the Qiankun Escape Technique and flew directly towards the coffin.
