Chapter 862: Light Bridge

The river was full of painful wailing sounds, and the river flowing through here seemed to be blocked by wailing. Someone threw a rope on the bank to try to rescue the people below, some people walked away quickly, and some people flew into the air. Even if they don't know how to let the helicopter rescue the people in the river.

"The bridge is broken?"

A figure wrapped in rags squeezed into the river from behind and behind. No one noticed that when he walked forward from the mud, his feet did not sink into it, as if his body had no weight, and it seemed that the mud had suddenly become Solid hardened pavement.

Sanbuan looked at the bloody scene in the river and shook his head slightly, with deep apology in his eyes. This turbulent flow of people was directly caused by his giant Buddha statue, and the catastrophe that this group of people suffered at this moment is also related to cause and effect. He has an inseparable bond.

Someone in the river channel grabbed the rope thrown down from the bank, dragging the person up abruptly like this might cause new injuries, but this was the only way to do it in a hurry.

"Are you here to help? Thank you, thank you."

Seeing San Zan standing on the shore thinking, the people who were anxious to rescue thought that this guy, who was much taller than the locals, wanted to help. With such strength, he would definitely be able to pull the people under the rope up.

"Yes, I'm here to help."

The third burial held the handed rope in his hand, and looked at the people down the river without moving.

Seeing San Zan's motionless wooden appearance, the already anxious person was even more anxious.

"You pull the rope harder, your life is at stake."

But this strange person who came to help still stood still, and did not raise his head until half a second later.

"Amitabha."

The golden light suddenly burst out from San Zan's body, the golden light dazzled and covered the panic, and the helicopter in the sky was disturbed by the light for a moment, and the fuselage swayed and deflected and almost hit the ground.

Two helicopters that were closer to each other almost collided at the critical moment, and the ground and the sky were in chaos.

The golden light is too familiar. Yesterday's golden light giant Buddha is still in the minds of everyone. The golden light that appeared this time must be inseparable from the former.

"Get out of the way and report!"

With the height and size of the golden giant, the helicopter formation in the sky might suffer disaster. The pilot is doing urgent evasive action, and the unmaintained helicopter makes an overwhelmed creaking sound. It disintegrated in the air.

But there is no golden giant rising from the ground, but like the long legs of a spider or the tentacles of an octopus, the golden light simulates huge arms and palms protruding into the river.

"Boom!"

The gravel and vehicles piled up in the river were all picked up by big hands, and they were easily carried aside like children holding building blocks.

Gravel smashed into the water swamp, one collided with another, and one after another piled up.

Although humans have invented engineering equipment with the same function long ago, it is far less convenient than the giant golden hand. It throws everything far away, and the injured in the river are also lifted by the palm of their hands. to the shore.

Everything was carried out very quickly, until everyone was rescued, the other people on the shore fell to their knees belatedly, their eyes full of shock and admiration.

The locals who had originally handed the rope to the monk Sanbuan to help him were so frightened that they knocked their foreheads heavily on the ground, wishing they could stuff their heads into the soft soil.

Although I don't know why you kneel, but it's right to see such a big man kneeling anyway. Didn't everyone on both sides of the river kneel down together? Also struggling to kneel on the ground.

If this firm willpower can be used in work, perhaps the backward situation in Meghalaya can be slightly changed.

"True God."

"It's Buddha."

"Almighty Holy Lord, you gave..."

The holy bishop of Meghalaya has a strong atmosphere, but some people recognized the identity of the golden light giant Buddha yesterday. Although the man in front of him is definitely not the tall figure, there must be a lot of connections.

"You guys cross the river." The monk spoke English, which the elderly locals could not understand at all.

"Come, cross the river?" Although I am in awe of the monk's mysterious ability, the bridge in front of me has completely collapsed. How can I pass through the vast crowd?

The monk turned around, looked at the narrow river, raised his right arm, and the golden light gathered into substance and flew towards his arm.

a bridge.

A bridge of golden light was erected over the river, from one end to the other, wider and thicker than the collapsed bridge.

miracle.

The sudden appearance of the bridge can only be described as a miracle. Looking at the bright golden bridge, the migrant crowd who were eager to pass hesitated, and no one dared to be the first to step on this bridge.

After all, in the highly hierarchical Shidu, the untouchables can't even enter the temple, let alone set foot on this kind of bridge that looks like a god.

"You just cross the bridge."

Half a minute after San Zan opened his mouth, someone finally took the courage to take a step forward.

"Boom."

The upper made a sound on the Jinguang Bridge, and the feet stepped on it firmly, and they would not fall down at all.

"This bridge can be walked, let's go forward quickly."

With the first one to stand up, the people behind followed suit. People with shoes, bare feet, scooters, and cars passed by in a mighty force.

The first team to see the miracle has already crossed the river. Although the latecomers did not directly see the scene of the monk saving lives, but after word of mouth and witnessing the miracle of the Golden Light Bridge, everyone stepped on the bridge. They will kowtow and bow to the position of the three buried monks.

The moment they stepped on the Golden Light Bridge, many people felt an unspeakable sense of wonder in their bodies, as if hidden diseases and hidden health hazards in the body were all eliminated by the golden light.

Naturally, this was just a psychological suggestion. The three-buried monk couldn't even heal his own burns, let alone heal others.

If it weren't for the fact that the status of the three burials is too noble, and it is not the difference between castes, but the difference in the level of life, this group of migrating crowds would have been scrambling to kiss the shoes of the three burials.

The air troops who happened to pass by here were already dumbfounded. They carefully distanced themselves from the Golden Light Bridge and observed from a distance. No one dared to attack rashly.

"My God, my God."

A high-caste hatch machine gunner kowtowed directly to the Jinguang Bridge. Soldiers are also human beings. Moreover, the damp and poisonous religious atmosphere is extremely strong. Even if the order to attack is really issued from above, some devout soldiers will never shoot at the gods. .

After all, the Buddha is also the Wangjiao of the Shidu land thousands of years ago, and later merged into the Shidu religion. Isn't shooting at the Buddha the same as shooting at the gods of the Shidu religion?

At this moment, the big shots who were observing hundreds of thousands of kilometers away also fidgeted. A high-ranking official who had studied physics in college even stood up suddenly, his head was buzzing with thoughts.

"Why, how could it be possible to stand on the light?!"