The fireman is comforting everyone, but he is desperate in his heart because he can't see where his hope for survival lies.

But he couldn't show it. If he was messed up, everyone would be finished.

At this moment, he heard someone say to himself, "Do you believe in true martial arts?"

"Who?" He looked around and found that no one still answered. I couldn't help but stunned-I was lacking in oxygen and lacking ... had illusion?

The female doctor glanced at him dissatisfiedly, covering her wet towel and murmured to him, "Can't you say a few words?"

The next moment, her eyes suddenly widened, and she looked around, "Who is talking to me?"

Because in her ear, there was also a non-existent voice, "Do you believe in true martial arts?"

The fireman rubbed his arm, he felt his goose bumps were about to rise, "What did you hear?"

The surrounding fire was too big and the wind was strong. The voice he asked was not high, but the female doctor still heard it. She hesitated and answered aloud, "It seems that someone asked ... I believe it or not."

When the firefighter heard this, he stood up, rubbed his left and right, and rubbed his arms twice before answering quietly, "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

No one noticed that there was a cloud over the head because of the smoke.

There was a loud bang, but the fuel tank of a car could not stand the high temperature and exploded, and then it burned up with a beep.

Everyone's face was even more desperate.

"I believe in true martial arts," the young man in his early twenties stood up rubbing up, because he also heard the voice, and he shouted lifelessly, "If I can go out alive, I will donate a temple to his old man!"

Then two people heard the voice and stood up one after another. One of them also knew Zhenwu Emperor. He shouted loudly, "Zhenwu Emperor, you are always compassionate and show your magical powers."

Under the leadership of the three of them, the people lay prone on the ground, and raised their heads continually-some people were unwilling at first, but in despair, no one would give up the last glimmer of hope.

At the end, even the firefighters knelt on the ground and raised their heads.

Other non-yellow people looked at them, pointing curiously, and others wanted to take the opportunity to steal the mineral water around them.

Then, almost all the yellow people heard a faint voice, "Don't rush when the rain comes, wait for the temperature to drop."

"The rain is coming?" The female doctor kneeling on the ground suddenly raised her head. "Someone said it will rain?"

"I heard it too," everyone nodded, and at the end, even the firefighters nodded.

"Pay attention to these comatose people," the female doctor was excited. "Keep breathing open, be sure to pay attention."

The non-yellow people didn't know why they were so excited, so they pulled the tour guide who can speak Chinese, and they only knew it when they asked-Chinese people communicated with their gods ... will it rain for a while?

"Don't joke," a local man sitting on the ground, holding a small silver jug ​​in his hand, sipped the wine in his mouth, his eyes closed, and said lazily, "Where is the fire so big? It rains?"

However, just like fighting with him, the next moment, a white lightning penetrated the haze over the sky, followed by a "Kala La" loud noise, trembling across the field.

"Thunder!" Someone shouted loudly, and others jumped up.

"Ah, I know!" The tour guide also jumped up, looking like crazy, "Amsdam must be the guardian of Amsdam!"

Then he knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of Amsdam, "This is the right direction!"

"Amsdam?" Several locals exchanged glances, seeming to think of something, and knelt and knelt.

At this moment, the Chinese people were stunned. "That's the right direction?"

"Don't listen to them," the person who knew the Emperor Zhenwu shouted, "Xuanwu is the **** of our China, we have his old man in our hearts, the most important thing ... lying trough, it is really raining!"

Feng Jun sighed in my heart, I am not easy, in addition to praying for the rain array, but also have to come up with the wind and rain array.

The fire was too big in this field of fire. Just praying for the rain, the real-time rainfall is not enough-he can make the rain more, but those who are unconscious may not be able to persevere.

Although the wind and rain array is windy, but there are isolation belts here, it does not matter too much. Seriously, strong winds can blow oxygen. Although it is combustion-supporting, it can also blow off carbon dioxide. How much delivery point oxygen comes over.

The most important thing is that the Taoist temple is 40 kilometers away from here. The rain shower array is extended here. The envelope is too large, and it will consume a lot of spirit stones. It is a trivial matter. The key is ... Why should others benefit white?

Feng Jun won't do anything that harms others, but he can obviously save some spirit stones, why waste it?

If he was in China, he would n’t be more accountable than that. Compatriots. In Australia, although everyone is a human race, the Australian officials and charities he met really disgusted him.

In fact, he didn't decide whether to take the shot at the beginning. He also listened to you and me, and roughly figured out the cause and effect.

These compatriots still did not pay attention to the early warning, but after all, they were not deliberately provocative, and they also had a certain degree of security awareness. They were really pitted by unexpected circumstances-this is something that can be saved.

In addition, when dealing with emergencies, the tour group ’s performance is also remarkable, the isolation zone is made, and the doctor reminds that the key is to choose the path to escape without haste.

Anyway, this is my family, as long as I can find some flash points, Feng Jun is still willing to shoot.

The cost of treatment is a little higher, but it doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't cause Feng Jun's subsequent troubles, this overhead is nothing.

The downpour soon fell down. Although the gusty wind was not small, it was nothing but the isolation zone.

Only one pickup truck was ignited by the fallen tree branches and exploded directly-that was one of the three cars rented by the Huaxia people.

But the car renter doesn't care about it at all, but instead grinned happily, it doesn't matter if the car is gone, people are alive.

The wind was violent and it rained suddenly, but even then, it rained for half an hour before it suppressed the fire.

The locals drove to leave, but the members of the tour group were not allowed to leave because the voice reminded me just now that the rain should be kept longer and the temperature on the ground should not drop.

The tour guide obeyed unconditionally. Although he wanted to escape from here, everyone asked the guardian of Amsdam to rain. Will he fight this miracle?

Seeing that the bus does not leave, the two Chinese people traveling by car do not leave. Some of the locals hesitated to stay, and the other two rushed out without hesitation, "You are willing to stay here, We are unwilling! "

After waiting another ten minutes, the members of the tour group all shouted, "You can go!"

"Ah?" The tour guide glanced at them and said, "How can these people say so neatly?"

But at this time, he could not care much, and waved at the driver, "I can drive."

Then the bus opened, followed by four cars.

The rain was heavy, the car didn't drive fast, and we had to take care of the four cars behind—the rented car that burst—leaving a walkie-talkie for the firefighters.

As the interpreter translated, he asked curiously, "Can you all hear the gods?"

"It's difficult for me to explain this question," the firefighter answered him. "What kind of guardian are you talking about, Amsdam?"

"There ..." The tour guide thought for a while and then said, "If I remember correctly, the word should be called" upside down. "

"It's Taoist!" The firefighter corrected his pronunciation, and then he was surprised, "Australia's Taoist?"

The other person couldn't wait to ask, "Is it true Zhenwu Emperor?"

"Please wait a moment, I need time to answer," the tour guide thought about it, and then nodded, "It seems like" Zhenwu "..."

"I knew it!" The man beat his thigh fiercely, "Taoguan host ... Is the boss a Chinese?"

"No," the tour guide replied very simply, "She is a ..."

Halfway through the talk, the bus slammed on the brakes. Fortunately, the driver didn't drive fast, otherwise the people in the car would have to scold.

"Sorry," the bus driver stammered, "in front ... someone stopped."

It was the two locals who had blocked the road just now, and both vehicles had a flat tire.

Feng Jun controls the wind and rain array, and the amount of rainfall can be tilted. Just now he was worried that some people in the trapped people were suffocating and died. The rainfall was concentrated there. The rain in other places should be less, and then gradually adjusted.

The two cars left first, but they didn't drive fast, because the rain was evaporated by the hot ground, and there was a thick white fog in front, and the speed was not as good as the five cars behind-the last five cars were only blocked by the rain curtain. Face the steam.

These two cars do n’t want to be joked by the cars behind, trying to maintain their speed with the familiar terrain, but it is very sad that they have crushed the trunks that have not been completely destroyed-those trunks were blown It must fall to the ground.

So these two cars were sad and reminded. They got off and walked around, but found that the ground was still hot, and they really felt a bit regretful-why not listen to others' advice?

But think about it again, it's not wrong to choose to escape from the fire first?

Anyway, the car broke down and could not go far in heavy rain, so he stopped the bus and asked for a ride.

The people in the tour group can only be sure if they discuss it. Although they have fought a fight before, they ca n’t leave people here no matter what?

When the car drove out about ten kilometers, it completely drove away from the fire, the rain became much smaller, and there was a fork in front.

The tour guide introduced, "One side is to go to the mud, the other is to go to Amsdam, according to the itinerary, it should be the mud ..."

"Go to Armsdam!" The car spoke in unison.

(Updated to summon monthly tickets.)