My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 136 Flash Flood
"replace?"

Zhou Heming was the first to voice his question.

Putting aside whether the Xuanjun ceremony can be replaced, why should Lu Bai go?
"What happened to He Mu?"

Lu Bai did not refuse directly, but asked.

"Take a step to talk?"

Master Zhang gestured for them to proceed.

"Then let me go and take a look?"

Lu Bai looked at Zhou Heming.

"me and you togather."

Zhou Heming nodded.

Cheng Shuangjiang silently followed behind the two.

They were taken to a side hall courtyard where tourists were not allowed to enter.

Master Zhang's expression was solemn. He glanced around before speaking in a deep voice.

“She actually had a fever since yesterday morning. We were thinking of giving her some fever-reducing medicine to help her get through it, but her symptoms worsened last night. When we took her temperature just now when she entered the main hall, it was already 39 degrees Celsius.”

"Is it that serious? Why not just stop the ceremony? Did she request it herself?"

Zhou Heming frowned.

Zhou Heming could understand to some extent why He Mu was so hostile to Lu Bai, though he didn't think it was right to take his anger out on her.

Even so, it's unreasonable to make a sick girl perform for everyone while she has a high fever.

"The Xuanjun ceremony has rules; the person cannot be changed arbitrarily. Besides, there are no other qualified individuals left in Heming Township, except for..."

Master Zhang looked at Lu Bai.

Why can she?

Cheng Shuangjiang seemed to have found a loophole and questioned it.

"Because Lu Bai served as the Xuanjun seven years ago, and the ceremony was interrupted due to an accident, theoretically, she should have been the Xuanjun this time as well. However, considering the situation last time, we did not inform her."

Master Zhang hesitated. The disaster that year not only resulted in Lu Qian's death, but also caused many people in Jiuliu and Heming Township to lose their loved ones. In many people's hearts, it was a taboo that could not be mentioned.

Therefore, instead of choosing Lu Bai, they found He Mu, which was a consideration for the feelings of those who were left behind.

“The Mystic Lord must be a girl under twenty years old. Right now, in Crane Cry Village, besides He Mu, it’s you, Lu Bai.”

Master Zhang looked at Lu Bai.

"You don't need to go."

Zhou Heming said to Lu Bai.

Not to mention that this kind of temporary help has nothing to do with Lu Bai and there is no need to trouble her. Zhou Heming felt that it was not what Lu Bai wanted to take on the role of Xuanjun again and flaunt it in front of everyone.

"Ah."

Lu Bai nodded.

"If He Mu is not up to it, then cancel the ceremony and apologize to everyone."

Cheng Shuangjiang said coldly.

"This won't do. Putting aside our traditional issues, this is such a big promotion, and so many tourists have come. If it's stopped, many people will be in big trouble."

Master Zhang wiped away his cold sweat.

“We can pay you a fee, 20,000 yuan for the whole process.”

He brought up the lure of money.

Surprisingly, there are quite a lot.

"Can I see He Mu?"

Lu Bai remained silent for a moment before asking a question.

Zhou Heming understood that Lu Bai's words were essentially a partial agreement.

After all, they see each other all the time. People in a large family are more or less neighbors, and there are also people in the neighborhood committee who help out in their daily lives, such as taking care of Lu Bai's father and Zhou Heming's grandmother.

As long as He Mu doesn't cause any trouble or make any low-EQ remarks, Lord Lu Bai will most likely step in for her.

"this way please."

Master Zhang was clearly a seasoned veteran, and he understood the implication in Lu Bai's words.

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Lu Bai, then silently followed them.

The group walked around the courtyard of the side hall and entered the main hall through the side door.

He Mu was lying on one side, and several adults were pacing back and forth nearby, looking nervous. Although Zhou Heming had never actually seen it, he thought of a very apt metaphor: ants on a hot pan.

The tourism bureau is involved. Such a large-scale publicity campaign attracted so many tourists, and now that things have gone wrong, those who work in government agencies are probably going to be in trouble later.

Therefore, as soon as they saw Lu Bai, they immediately swarmed around him.

"Hey, Xiaobai, we can only rely on you this time!"

“Lu Bai, I used to hold you when you were little.”

"I should have contacted you sooner. Sigh, the He family is really unreliable!"

They chattered away until Master Zhang gestured for them to make way.

Lu Bai came to He Mu's side, who was lying down.

He Mu's face was flushed, and her eyes were blurry; she was clearly feverish and somewhat disoriented.

Beside her were opened bottles of strong fever reducers and painkillers, clearly indicating that she had already taken them once.

Fortunately, Xuanjun had been carried in a sedan chair before and didn't need to do anything special, otherwise he would have been exposed.

However, she still managed to recognize Lu Bai.

After all, it was uncertain whether Lu Bai would come to help, and He Mu needed to rely on medication to stay conscious.

"Lu Bai."

He Mu's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"I'm sorry to trouble you."

It seems that the adults next to her had at least told He Mu not to talk nonsense.

"You should take good care of yourself."

Lu Bai responded.

"Do you have any extra clothes? And makeup too? There probably isn't enough time, so let's just do the simplest thing."

Then, I looked at the two young ladies next to me who were in charge of makeup and clothing.

"This way, this way."

The panicked couple were intimidated by Lu Bai's decisive demeanor and cautiously led her into the next room.

Zhou Heming watched Lu Bai leave, then glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang.

"Taoist Master, may I participate? I'll just change into your clothes and follow the sedan chair. I saw some others following along before."

He turned to ask Master Zhang.

For some reason, Lu Bai's return to the position of Xuanjun made Zhou Heming feel uneasy, and he wanted to stay by her side.

"Yes, of course."

At this point, Master Zhang would agree to whatever Zhou Heming said.

"Then I'll come too."

Cheng Shuangjiang spoke up.

Noticing Zhou Heming's gaze, she cautiously began to explain.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't know where to go by myself."

"That's true."

Zhou Heming nodded, accepting Cheng Shuangjiang's reason.

Master Zhang looked at the two of them with some doubt, but still asked someone to bring him a bluish-gray Taoist robe.

This outfit is very modern; you can just slip it on. It's also a pair of pants, so it's not a big problem.

As for hair
Zhou Heming saw that Cheng Shuangjiang skillfully untied her ponytail, then quickly tied it into a bun.

Wearing a Taoist robe, he really does look like a young Taoist priest with rosy lips and white teeth.

Zhou Heming was a lay Taoist priest; he didn't even have a topknot.

The two listened to Master Zhang's directions on the way back and remembered what they needed to do.

Basically, all I had to do was carry two small flags and follow the main group.

At that moment, the door to the next room was pushed open, and the two makeup artists led Lu Bai out.

Zhou Heming's eyes lit up.

Although he didn't know why Xuanjun insisted on girls under twenty, Lu Bai's gorgeous clothes and beautiful makeup made Zhou Heming understand why the ancients said, "She seems like a light cloud veiling the moon, drifting like swirling snow in the wind."

With such a beautiful Xuanjun, which demon wouldn't be captivated?
"Does it look good?"

When Lu Bai saw Zhou Heming's appearance, he smiled slightly and even turned around in front of him.

"nice."

Zhou Heming nodded.

There's no need for fancy compliments between two people; a simple "you look good" or a glance is enough to convey a thousand words.

"What are you two dressed like that for?"

Lu Bai scrutinized Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang's Taoist robes.

"I'm just keeping you company in the rain."

Zhou Heming explained with a smile.

"uh-huh."

Lu Bai raised the corners of his mouth.

"It's almost time, let's get ready to go out." Because this period of time was actually the time when Xuanjun was receiving enlightenment in the main hall, it only lasted half an hour.

"it is good."

Lu Bai glanced at He Mu, who had already fallen asleep, and then walked towards the door of the main hall.

Zhou Heming saw it the instant he turned around.

Lu Bai's entire demeanor suddenly changed.

She transformed from a cheerful and sunny girl into a solemn and dignified figure.

If someone unaware of the situation were here, they might mistake her for a saint about to be burned at the stake, willingly sacrificing herself for the people and the truth.

The doors to the main hall opened.

Tourists who were nearby exclaimed in amazement.

They weren't sure what had happened in the main hall, but Xuanjun, who had previously looked haggard and pale, now had a holy aura; they even felt that he was a completely different person.

Of course, due to the makeup and the fact that it was the first time everyone had seen Xuan Jun, most people didn't recognize that it was a completely different person.

A few people have this feeling but only regard it as a ritual setting.

Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang went out through the side door, following the sedan chair bearers and the accompanying Taoist priests, but no one paid any attention to them.

The rain was still falling, and it seemed to be getting heavier.

Someone set up a tent for Lu Bai, allowing her to quietly watch the folk dances performed by people from all walks of life in the rain.

The tourists didn't leave because of the rain; instead, they became even more excited.

This might sound like profiting from tragedy, but many people do come here because of the accident that happened back then.

While waiting for the main group to arrive at the Taoist temple, Zhou Heming was browsing his phone and noticed that many self-media live streams or short videos mentioned the accident from seven years ago.

Curiosity is a common human trait, and Zhou Heming can't really criticize it.

They are not involved; to those who have no connection to the incident, no matter how tragic it is, it is just a series of numbers.

The ceremony at the Taoist temple finally came to an end. Lu Bai sat in a sedan chair and was carried down the mountain by the crowd.

Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang followed behind, managing to avoid getting wet in the rain as they were partially sheltered by the shed.

"However, with the heavy rain continuing, aren't they afraid of repeating the same mistake?"

Seeing the rain getting heavier, Zhou Heming muttered to himself.

Although the roads are much better now than they were seven years ago, with paved roads all the way and mountain roads already opened up, the sudden downpours that turned into torrential rains this summer still made him uneasy.

and.

Zhou Heming looked at Lu Bai.

Although she now looks like a saint sitting high in the heavens, unmoved even if Mount Tai collapses before her.

But as her lover, Zhou Heming knew very well.

Lu Bai was afraid.

Beneath those exquisite robes, the young girl trembled slightly.

Boom——

Above the clouds, a dull rumble of thunder echoed, and a sudden gust of wind sent rain flying, seeping into the collars of those under their umbrellas.

Lu Bai visibly trembled.

The stress-induced trauma has occurred.

I shouldn't have agreed.

Zhou Heming hadn't expected the rain to be so heavy, and Lu Bai was now in the public eye, so he had to bear it all alone.

He glanced at Lu Bai, then looked at the Taoist priest beside him.

"The rain is too heavy, should we stop for now?"

Although he didn't know whether the Taoist priest was capable or not, Zhou Heming still said something.

"I'll talk to Master Zhang and see."

The Taoist priest seemed to be in charge; he took out his phone and sent a message.

suddenly.

Zhou Heming heard a loud noise.

Looking ahead, a tree had fallen down and was blocking the middle of the road, obstructing the procession.

"Holy crap, this is really weird?"

The Taoist priest, utterly lacking in professionalism, exclaimed in surprise.

“No, the rain has softened the soil here, and there is a risk of mudslides. We must interrupt the ceremony immediately and return to the Taoist temple.”

Zhou Heming immediately thought of the accident seven years ago.

In situations like these, being at a higher elevation is considerably safer.

"Let me ask Master Zhang."

"What are you asking? If something really happens, can you afford the responsibility? There are so many tourists here!"

The rain was very loud, Zhou Heming shouted at the top of his lungs.

Tourists along the roadside were already somewhat frightened and moved towards the mountain. Only a few fearless self-media personalities were still close to the fallen trees to film and livestream.

"Put down the sedan chair, forget about the things for now, let's go up the mountain to the Taoist temple first."

Zhou Heming shouted instructions.

Those people looked at each other, unsure whether they should listen to him.

"Master Zhang replied, saying he would return to the Taoist temple for now and wait until the rain subsides."

The Taoist priest who had spoken earlier received a reply.

"Go, go, go!"

Zhou Heming shouted.

The sedan chair was lowered, and he immediately went to Lu Bai's side.

Just as he expected, although Lu Bai was not wet in the rain, his body was cold, he was trembling, and he was biting his lip, as if he was about to collapse at any moment.

Zhou Heming put his arm around Lu Bai, trying to calm her down.

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at the rain from the side.

"Let's go quickly."

She said.

Because there were no umbrellas, the escort team had no choice but to climb up in the rain.

Kind tourists held umbrellas for them, and they moved together toward the Taoist temple.

Zhou Heming and his friends were also lucky; two young ladies invited them to take shelter from the rain.

"Wow, it's Xuanjun's young lady, she's so pretty."

They hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem and were still praising Lu Bai.

Lu Bai nodded, his face pale, and climbed the steps with Zhou Heming's help.

His fine clothes became heavy from the water, making it difficult for him to walk.

Seeing this, Cheng Shuangjiang helped Lu Bai up on the other side.

At this time.

A gasp came from ahead.

Zhou Heming immediately looked up.

In the pouring rain, everything was blurry, and all that could be seen were many people screaming and taking cover.

The water flowing down the steps beneath their feet became rapid and murky, gradually submerging their ankles.

"Damn, a mudslide!"

Zhou Heming rarely swore, and then he saw a murky torrent surging down from above the steps.

Many tourists and Taoist priests were knocked down by the water flow, struggling to grab onto anything they could to avoid being swept away by the knee-deep torrent.

Zhou Heming immediately pulled Lu Bai to look for something to grab onto, but the road was empty on both sides, with only pine trees a little further away.

"Come."

The flood peak was still more than ten meters away from them, but the water had already reached their calves. Zhou Heming pulled Lu Bai with all his might and moved towards a pine tree on the side.

He turned around and saw that Cheng Shuangjiang was also struggling, so he reached out his other hand and firmly grasped Cheng Shuangjiang's wrist.

Followed by.

Almost the instant they reached the thick pine tree, the torrent rushed over.

The three of them clung tightly to the pine tree, remaining silent amidst the screams of those around them.

The flood lasted for an unknown period of time.

Just as Zhou Heming felt the water, which was almost up to his thighs, slow down, an even stronger flood surged down from the mountain.

click-

He heard the sound of trees breaking, and saw that a slightly thinner pine tree next door had been knocked down and was falling crookedly down the mountain.

click-

next moment.

Zhou Heming heard a frightening sound coming from the pine tree that the three of them were embracing.

immediately.

The three people clinging to the tree trunk.

It was swept up by murky muddy water.

They drifted away in an unknown direction, disappearing from everyone's sight.

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