Chapter 40 Sailing to Rescue

The Confucius Temple is located in a very high location, and there is a statue of Confucius in front of the temple.

No matter how wind blows or rain blows, I remain firm and unmoving.

Jiang Peng looked at the statue of Confucius and suddenly had such an idea.

Jiang Peng walked into the temple gate. Just as he was about to knock on the door, the door opened by itself.

A young man wearing a transparent raincoat opened the door, and Jiang Peng could see the cloth that the man was wearing under the raincoat.

"Hello, little master. Can you let us go into the temple to take shelter?"

The young man smiled slightly, opened the door and made a gesture of invitation.

"Let's go." Looking at the opened temple door, Jiang Peng waved his hand and motioned for everyone to follow.

The Confucius Temple in Chinatown is not small, with four wings: east, west, north and south.

To the east is the temple where Confucius is worshiped, and in the other three directions are closed wing rooms.

"Thank you so much, little master." Jiang Peng said as he walked away.

The young master waved his hand and finally opened the mouth.

"There is no need to be polite. It is raining heavily and the temple is in a relatively safe location. It is only natural for people to come to take refuge. Many residents have come to take refuge before, in the room next to it."

The little master's voice was very plain, but pleasant to hear. Although the rain was pouring, Jiang Peng arrived at a somewhat peaceful time.

"You guys, please rest here, I'm going to get some food." The young master took Jiang Peng and his group to the west wing, bowed and left temporarily.

Jiang Peng quickly thanked him and led several people into the side room.

Although the room is not big, it is more than enough for Jiang Peng and the others.

The most important thing is that there are many stools, and they are all folding soft chairs with backrests, which can be used to rest.

"It's safe for now." Jiang Yitong let out a long breath, found a stool, and sat down.

After working hard for nearly a night, Jiang Peng and I first crossed the water to Chinatown to look for Jiang Xiaohu, and then were repelled by the waves, and then bumped all the way on the speedboat. At this time, we finally sat down on a stable stool. Jiang Yitong was almost moved to tears.

Several other people were also very tired and found empty seats to rest.

"Brother Peng, that's good, give me a salary increase after I leave." Panda sat on the ground without any image, breathing heavily.

Jiang Peng suddenly laughed out of anger, pointed at Panda's nose, and wanted to say something, but was too tired to speak.

"Excuse me, guys." An old voice came. Jiang Peng looked up and saw an old man with white hair gently knocking on the door, followed by the young master just now.

"Master, I'm sorry to bother you." Jiang Peng quickly stood up and bowed.

The old master waved his hand, indicating that Jiang Peng didn't need to be polite, then waved his hand and told the young master to come in.

Jiang Peng saw the little master carrying a lot of things in his hands and hurried up to help.

"It's really troublesome." Jiang Peng said apologetically.

The young master shook his head, put down his things, lit the candles in the wing, and returned behind the old master.

The candles were lit, which immediately brought the long-lost light. Seeing the light, everyone felt more strength in their hearts. At the same time, everyone also saw what the little master had brought.

Two hot water bottles, a bag of barreled instant noodles, paper cups, blankets, etc.

"The temple's inventory is relatively small, so let's make do with it." The old master said apologetically.

After hearing the old master's words, Uncle Le, Mrs. Chen, Jiang Yitong, and Jiang Xiaohu all stood up to return the favor. Even the most naughty Panda stood up.

He stood up and bowed to the old master.

"Master, you are too polite." Jiang Peng said sincerely.

The old master glanced at Jiang Peng and said in a low voice: "Can you lend me a moment to speak?"

Jiang Peng was a little surprised, but did not hesitate. He nodded, pointed to the door and said: "Master, please."

The old master nodded and walked out of the door with Jiang Peng.

Under the eaves, although there was no rain, the wind was still strong.

The strong wind howled, and by the light of the fire in the house, the old master's clothes, beard and hair were blown by the wind.

Jiang Peng even worried that some weak old masters would be blown away by the wind.

"Master, what advice do you have?" Jiang Peng lowered his voice and asked.

"Your Excellency came by boat, right?" the old master asked.

Jiang Peng nodded.

"I have a heartfelt request." After the old master said this, he bowed respectfully.

Jiang Peng quickly helped the old master up, frowned and said, "Master, you're just embarrassing me. If you have any questions, just tell me."

The old master sighed and said, "That's right. As far as I know, there are still many people trapped in their houses on the street. I don't know when this heavy rain will continue."

Jiang Peng understood immediately and nodded: "That's true. When we came here just now, some houses were already washed away."

The old master nodded, saluted Jiang Peng again and said, "Although this old man's request is a bit shameful, can you..."

Jiang Peng quickly interrupted the old master, helped him up, and said: "Master, there is no need to say more. Even if you don't say anything, I am going to go. Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I live in Chinatown."

For more than ten years, it has been my duty to save people."

"Ashamed, ashamed." The old master shook his head and said respectfully again: "Then I'll trouble you."

Jiang Peng nodded and walked into the side room.

In the room, everyone was making instant noodles and pouring water. On such a stormy night, it was not easy to have a shelter from the wind and rain.

"Panda, do you have the key to the ship?" Jiang Peng walked to Panda who was making noodles and whispered.

"Here, brother Peng, take your own, it's in my left trouser pocket." Panda was making noodles and had no time to take them, so he asked Jiang Peng to do it himself.

Jiang Peng quickly found the key to the speedboat and put it in his pocket.

"Hey, Brother Peng, what are you doing with the key? You're not going out, are you?" After the key was taken away, Panda realized what he was doing and shouted to Jiang Peng.

"Eat your noodles, and keep an eye on it..." Jiang Peng waved his hand, turned in Zhou Chen's direction, and gave Panda a wink, telling him to keep an eye on Zhou Chen.

Panda wanted to say something else, but Jiang Peng's figure had already stepped out of the wing.

However, another strong figure was one step faster and blocked Jiang Peng's face.

"Where are you going?"

Jiang Peng looked at Jiang Yitong who was standing in front of him with a headache, and whispered: "What are you doing? Go back quickly."

"Where are you going!" Jiang Yitong stared at Jiang Peng with burning eyes, without any intention of getting out of the way.

"Oh, I'm not going anywhere. I'm just strolling around. Oh, by the way, I'm going to use the bathroom." Jiang Peng glanced around casually and said with a guilty conscience.

"You lied!" Jiang Yitong took a step forward and approached Jiang Peng. "Do you dare to look me in the eyes and tell me where you are going?"

Jiang Peng finally couldn't hold it in any longer, lowered his head as if begging for mercy, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll confess, I'm going to save people."

"Save people? Do you know what's happening outside?

How dangerous it is! The house has already begun to collapse, but you still dare to run around, and the small lake is still here." Jiang Yitong said seriously.

"Of course I know! But there are still many people trapped in the house. I have a boat and I can save them. I can't just sit back and watch. Besides, the Confucius Temple is located on a high ground. I estimate that if it rains in the middle of the night,

It won’t flood the temple, the small lake is very safe here, and I can feel that the rain is getting lighter.”

Jiang Peng analyzed calmly and looked at Jiang Yitong sincerely.

Looking into Jiang Peng's eyes, Jiang Yitong suddenly laughed, making Jiang Peng a little embarrassed.

"Why are you laughing..." Jiang Peng, now a monk of two feet, was confused and full of doubts.

"Hmph, okay, okay, I won't scare you anymore, I can save people, and I'll go too."

Jiang Peng immediately raised his face and shook his head: "No, you can't go, it's too dangerous, and the speedboat doesn't have much fuel. I'm afraid I won't be able to last a few round trips."

"Ho! You know the danger now. If you don't promise me, don't even think about leaving. Besides, I'm so light and don't waste gas!" Jiang Yitong stood firmly in front of Jiang Peng. Jiang Peng took a step to the left, and she

Just take a step to the left, Jiang Peng takes a step to the right, and she takes a step to the right.

"Okay, okay, I agreed. Oh, I have a headache." Jiang Peng rubbed his temples and compromised.

"Wouldn't it be over if we promised earlier? Just wait a moment and I'll go talk to Xiaohu." Jiang Yitong rolled his eyes at Jiang Peng and walked into the side room.

Jiang Peng stood outside the door, slightly sticking his head out and looking into the room. He immediately saw Jiang Yitong whispering in Jiang Xiaohu's ear.

As Jiang Yitong spoke, Jiang Xiaohu's eyes looked towards Jiang Peng outside the room.

Their eyes met in the air, and Jiang Peng gave Jiang Xiaohu a reassuring look.

Jiang Yitong also looked at Jiang Peng, touched Jiang Xiaohu's head, and nodded to Jiang Peng, indicating that there was no problem.

Looking at Jiang Yitong walking out, Jiang Peng whispered: "How is it?"

Jiang Yitong quietly made an OK gesture and said: "Let's go, I told Xiaohu." Jiang Yitong paused and continued: "Xiaohu asked you to pay attention to safety and don't show off."

Jiang Peng nodded.
To be continued...