On the second day of Lu Duofu's entry, Bi Xiufeng.
Nangong Yue put two eggs into Lu Duofu's bowl and said, "Xiao Fuzi, eat more. Today you are going to practice with senior sister, so you need to eat enough. We don't have time for lunch."
Cultivators are taboo about taking naps in the middle of the journey. Some clever monks directly engage in fasting and can stay in seclusion for several years without water or rice. Naturally, Nangong Yue hasn't reached that point yet, but in order to be able to concentrate on her practice, she even skipped lunch, but she was afraid that Lu Duofu would be hungry, so she took advantage of breakfast to feed him.
"That's right, good luck. Your senior sister doesn't have lunch now, but you may not be used to it yet, so you should eat more. You can't concentrate on practicing when you are hungry." Nangong Xiuye said with concern.
"Go, go, go, what are you talking about? Yue'er is not sensible, and you don't understand either, right? It's okay that Yue'er is used to it, but Duofu is a fifteen-year-old boy who is just growing up, how can he not Let him have lunch. You forget that when you were this age, you had to eat eight bowls of rice a day." Baiyunxi picked up her husband, then put several rice balls, dried meat, fruits, etc. into a food box and placed them In front of him, Lu Duofu warned: "When you go up the mountain, remember to take it with you. Eat when you are hungry. Your health is the most important thing. By the way, there is also water..."
"Rumble", the table and chairs suddenly shook. Lu Duofu thought the senior sister had accidentally moved the table. It wasn't until the chair was shaking, and finally I felt the ground shaking, and tiles falling to the ground and smashing to pieces outside the house, that I realized something was wrong.
"There's an earthquake, run out." Nangong Xiu was the first to react and told the three of them to run outside. As he ran, Nangong Xiu used all his spiritual power and shouted over and over again: "There's an earthquake. All disciples and elders must go to the martial arts field to take shelter."
When Lu Duofu and the others arrived at the martial arts arena, there were already many people there. In a few dozen breaths, all 230 people from the Yunyin Sect arrived. Nangong Xiu and the elders breathed a sigh of relief after repeatedly confirming that no one was missed.
"Everyone is taking refuge here and are not allowed to leave without authorization. I will come back as soon as I go." After Nangong Xiu finished speaking, he quickly jumped out and disappeared immediately. A master of the Martial King Realm can come and go like the wind, and can naturally travel freely through earthquakes. The disciples all sat quietly in an orderly manner in the martial arts training ground, with the teachers and some older disciples carefully watching over them.
The earthquake didn't last long before it completely subsided. Although everyone was on the mountain, they could clearly feel that the earthquake was extremely destructive. First of all, many buildings on the mountain collapsed, especially the dormitories where the disciples lived. However, according to the report of the disciple responsible for statistics, the main buildings of Yunyinmen were almost undamaged. The main buildings of each peak, such as the main hall, the Sutra Pavilion, and the small courtyard where Nangong Xiu is located, are all intact, but some tiles have fallen off.
Bai Yunxi and the elders made a prompt decision and arranged for the disciples to make emergency repairs. Nangong Yue and Lu Duofu were not idle either, joining the emergency repair army, and everyone at Yunyin Sect was busy.
An hour later, Nangong Xiu returned safely. Before anyone could speak, Nangong Xiu said with a serious face: "There are five disciples left on each peak, and the fourth elder is responsible for dispatching them to continue repairing the damaged houses. Yunxi, you bring fifty disciples to set up tents, the more the better. . The rest of the disciples, follow me down the mountain to rescue the victims." Nangong Xiu's voice was a bit stern, revealing a majesty that could not be refuted, and everyone agreed.
"Yue'er, what a blessing. Please help set up the tent here and don't wander around." Nangong Xiu warned before leaving.
Nangong Yue asked: "Dad, why do you need to set up a tent? Isn't our house enough to live in?"
Nangong Xiu said in a deep voice: "Yue'er, you have never experienced an earthquake, so it's not surprising that you don't know. This earthquake was violent, and its source was the misty valley five miles away from Yunyin Mountain. My father just saw it, and the people at the foot of the mountain, Their house is not stable and has collapsed a lot. After the earthquake, there may be heavy rain later, and the water level of the Baishui River will surge by then, making it unsafe for them at the foot of the mountain. I, the Yunyin Sect, have received a lot of favors from them, how can I just sit back and ignore them? These tents were built for them to live in.”
Nangong Yue suddenly realized, and Lu Duofu nodded, promising to complete the task. Nangong Xiu patted the two of them on the head and led the disciples down the mountain.
With more people comes greater strength. For more than two hours, hundreds of tents have been set up in and around the martial arts arena, densely packed like giant steamed buns. Lu Duofu didn't know how to set up a tent before, so he took this opportunity to learn and do it at the same time, and he became an expert in a short time.
When it was getting dark, Nangong Xiu led his disciples and took the people at the foot of the mountain up the mountain. After an afternoon of rescue work, more than 3,000 people, including their livestock, gold, silver, food and medicine, were all moved to the mountain.
After the people went up the mountain, Lu Duofu was the busiest. This disaster caused many casualties among the people. As the little miracle doctor of Yunyin Sect, Lu Duofu naturally shouldered the responsibility of treating the wounded.
Applying medicine, suturing wounds, and bandaging one by one... Under the dim oil lamp, Lu Duofu worked until late at night. He didn't even drink any water, and in the end he couldn't open his eyes.
Bai Yunxi, who was doing the job, advised: "Duofu, take a rest! I see you can't even hold the needle and thread steady."
"Master's wife, I can still hold on." Lu Duofu shook his head. There were too many injured. From the busy work at noon to now, half of them have not received treatment.
"Little miracle doctor, go get some sleep. The rest are minor injuries, just leave it to me and Lao Zhang." The speaker was Lao Li Tou, a doctor from Yunyin Town, and Lao Zhang was a doctor from the next town. . The two of them and Lu Duofu formed a team of doctors to treat the wounded. The two of them admired Lu Duofu's medical skills.
Lu Duofu: "This..."
Baiyunxi said: "Go ahead. Sharpen your knife and chop firewood without missing a beat. Go and have a rest. Come pick up Uncle Li and Uncle Zhang tomorrow morning."
Lu Duofu didn't insist anymore. His eyes were dim now, and it was really inappropriate to sew wounds on others. What if he accidentally stabbed the wound in the wrong place.
Except for the tents set up, all the houses in Yunyinmen were full of people. The disciples originally had one bed per person, but now they pieced together two people per bed, and gave the space to the common people. Lu Duofu's room was also given up, and a floor was built in the kitchen.
As expected by Nangong Xiu, it started to rain after dark, and the rain got heavier and heavier, and finally poured down. The raindrops crackled on the tent tiles, but Yunyin Mountain fell into a rare tranquility when this disaster struck.
Although Yunyin Mountain seems crowded now, it is a safe haven worth entrusting to the people taking refuge. Although the family is gone, the food and belongings are saved. When the disaster is over, there will still be hope for tomorrow.
The heavy rain could not stop Lu Duofu from falling asleep. He had been busy for a day and was so tired that when he stopped, his eyelids trembled and he fell asleep with his clothes on without even washing his feet. In his daze, he heard the loud voice of Nangong Xiu, who was on patrol at night: "Cheer up and check the houses and tents to make sure they don't leak and don't let the villagers' food get wet. After this disaster is over, help them repair their houses." Repair it..."
