The heart is where qi and blood gather, and the key to the movement of true qi is called the "Sea of ​​the Twelve Meridians". If it is attacked by Yang Yu, Jiang Anyi will definitely be broken in his heart and his life will be destroyed.

He wanted to hide again, but it was too late. In desperation, Jiang Anyi exhaled and blew out his breath of true energy, piercing Yang Yu's moving eyebrows.

This true qi backfire before death was a life-saving skill that Jiang Anyi had figured out. Yang Yu was shocked. Jiang Anyi would be beaten to death by himself, and he would also let his true qi penetrate his brain and die.

Helplessly, Yang Yu moved, so he had to lean his head back to avoid this true energy. The true energy rubbed his scalp and shocked Yang Yu's mind.

His palms were still slapped Jiang Anyi's chest firmly. Jiang Anyi felt a chill penetrate his chest, sealing everything up, no heartbeat or breathing anymore.

The true energy was like a heavy hammer. Jiang Anyi was so shocked that he threw it away and fell into the river. In a blink of an eye, he was taken away by the flood.

Yang Yudong recovered and felt cold sweating. He almost walked into the gates of hell with Jiang Anyi. Looking at the surging river, Yang Yudong believed that Jiang Anyi would definitely die. Even if he did not break his heart and die, his seriously injured body would be drowned by the river.

With the help of floating objects drifting on the river surface, Yang Yu flew onto the shore and disappeared on the bank of the river.

Jiang Anyi fell into the river water, and his vitality was bleak. However, Yang Yu's palms did not break Jiang Anyi's heart vein. In order to avoid the true energy that Jiang Anyi vomited, Yang Yu moved backwards, and his palms were unintentionally lifted up three points without hitting the solid heart vein. Jiang Anyi was wearing a pair of silver silk clothes, which also offset some of the true energy, thus leaving Jiang Anyi a glimmer of vitality.

However, Jiang Anyi, who fell into the river, was already in a coma. In just a moment, the river would pour back his mouth and nose and drown him. Coincidentally, in order to cover up the true image of his attack, Yang Yudong used the true energy compared to the cold air. The cold air in Jiang Anyi's body quickly dissipated, and Jiang Anyi instantly froze, like a drifting wood floating on the water surface. The cold air invaded four times, gradually frozen Jiang Anyi, which gradually frozen Jiang Anyi, and instead allowed Jiang Anyi to escape from the drought of water.

The river is surging and nowhere to go. Even if Jiang Anyi is unconscious, he will gradually lose his body temperature and freeze to death even if he is not drowned. There are always some coincidences in the world that make people sigh that there is a destiny in the dark.

There is a small fishing village forty miles upstream of Ganyang Du. Although it is close to Heishui River, the terrain is high and there is no flooding. The fishing village makes a living by fishing. The wind and waves on the river are too strong, and no one dares to take the risk of fishing. After more than half a month, the flood did not disappear. Most of the fishing villages have stopped cooking. I heard that the county government has released grain and porridge, and many people have taken their families to the county town to take their families.

There is a family in the small fishing village named Hong. The old couple and a pair of children. Unfortunately, the old lady was infected with the cold. The eldest son worked outside and brought back some rice and flour from time to time. The whole family could barely survive, so they simply did not move.

The flood destroyed countless homes, and there were a lot of furniture, wood and other items that had been washed down on the river. There was a rippling water beside the fishing village. The old man and his daughter often came here to stroll, and from time to time picked up benches, buckets and other things to go home.

There were people floating on the river from afar. I have seen many floating corpses in the past few days. A few of them floated into the ripples. The old man caught them and dug a pit and buried them in the ground. Seeing the floating corpse turning to this side, Old Man Hong sighed: "If the heavens don't open their eyes, I don't know how many lives this flood will take. Girl, please use the bamboo pole to push them. We both are tired, dig a pit and bury him."

Jiang Anyi woke up with tears in his chest, his throat was dry and tingling, and he couldn't help coughing, and the coughing tugged at the muscles as if it was cut by a knife.

Hearing the sound, Old Man Hong came out of the house and shouted, "Girl, pour a bowl of hot water."

The warm water flowed through the dry throat. Jiang Anyi felt a little more comfortable. He opened his eyes and an old man with tired wrinkles in front of him knew that the person in front of him was saved. He struggled to get up, but was held down by the old man. Old Man Hong said, "Young man, you are lucky. The Dragon Prince will not accept you. I will lie down and rest. I will shout if I have something to do."

Jiang Anyi was lying on the bed, just like he was suffering from a thunder disaster six years ago. He was full of pain and weakness, but the headache turned into chest pain. The ragged wooden house was filled with wind, old furniture, and a fishing net was hung beside the bed. It seemed that the family was not rich.

The huge pain from his chest made Jiang Anyi feel extremely difficult to breathe. The pain was so painful that he even broke his heart. The true energy left by Yang Yudong had not dissipated, like a knife shaving in the meridians.

No, if you let this continue, you may lose all your internal strength and your life will be difficult to protect yourself. Jiang Anyiqiang raised his spirit, and the weak true energy in his dantian was forcibly circulating in the meridians. At the chest, a gentle warmth emanated from the wooden sign. Fortunately, when Old Man Hong replaced Jiang Anyi's wet clothes, he did not take off the guardian sign on his body.

Every cycle of true energy passes through the Dharma Protector's Card, and the Dharma Protector's Card will send a gentle help. Jiang Anyi didn't know that Master Guangming was so entangled last time that he had been a demon. Many of his ten years of pure skills were stored by the Dharma Protector's Card. At this moment, he would be a timely help for Jiang Anyi.

In the evening, Jiang Anyi felt that his chest was not so painful and struggled to sit up. A girl walked in and saw Jiang Anyi sitting up. She smiled and said, "You are getting better. When I just picked you up, I thought you were dead. My father said that your chest was not cold and he still had a breath. I didn't expect that I could sit up so soon."

The girl spoke quickly and crisply, with a little bit of accent. Jiang Anyi could understand it halfway.

"I just cooked the porridge. My dad asked me to see if you woke up. If you can move, do it yourself to avoid feeding people." The girl blushed and turned around and left.

After a while, the old man came in with a bowl of porridge. Seeing that Jiang Anyi was about to get up, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Young man, don't be too polite, eat something to warm up your body."

The porridge was thick, and some shrimps were added. A bowl of porridge was warm and the spirit was ready. Jiang An was still not satisfied and said with a smile: "Please add another bowl to me, my father-in-law."

The old man said with a little shame: "It's gone, I just boiled two bowls, one bowl for my sick wife. Otherwise, I'll let the girl cook some for you?"

Jiang Anyi's face was flushed. He had been used to good life in the past few years and forgot that it would be good if the poor family had a bowl of porridge. What's more, it was a flood that allowed him to drink this bowl of porridge. This family's greatest sincerity was the family.

Jiang Anyi said embarrassedly: "My father-in-law, he is reckless and dare not thank him for saving his life. But I have some silver on him, which is considered a thank you."

He reached out and touched his arms, and felt empty. The old man said, "I put your things under the pillow, and see what are missing?"

There is no shortage of broken silver, silver notes, brocade bags, and gold medals. Jiang Anyi took out a silver note of Zhang Bailiang and handed it to the old man. The old man said righteously: "Saving people is the duty of being a human being. If you give money, it seems that we do this for the sake of money. Keep the money and rest assuredly."

The old man stood up and was about to leave. Jiang Anyi hurriedly grabbed the old man's sleeve and said, "Brother-in-law, he is flooding now. The things are very expensive. You also saw that I am not short of money. This amount of money is just to treat you as buying some food for me and nourish it."

Seeing Jiang Anyi's sincere face, the old man pushed away the silver notes and pointed to the scattered silver and said, "Just give me half of the silver. I won't accept too much."

The scattered silver cost less than ten taels. Jiang Anyi put out half of it as he said, and the old man held it away with his hands. With the money, the old man went to his neighbor's house to buy some chickens and ducks, and went into the city to buy some rice. Jiang Anyi was at home to recuperate at Old Man Hong's house.

I have to say that Yuanxuan's martial arts are magical. Jiang Anyi has almost recovered in three days. When he was free, Jiang Anyi chatted with the old man Hong. He heard that the court disaster relief envoy had arrived in the county town, and the people's hearts were much more at ease, and some people in the fishing villages have also returned home one after another.

"Brother Hong, why haven't your son come back yet?" He became familiar with the Hong family. Jiang Anyi knew that his father-in-law's wife was sick, so he forced money to ask the old man to hire a doctor. If the doctor took medicine, Aunt Hong's illness was also relieved. Through chatting, Jiang Anyi learned that the old man was actually only in his forties, and the pressure of life made him look nearly 60 years old.

I heard from the old man that when the flood started, my son was called to work. He came back on August 20th and carried a bag of rice for his family. Then he went out again. I don’t know what he did or where he was. Aunt Hong kept saying that it had been more than ten days, and she didn’t see anyone, and she didn’t send a letter.

After dinner, Jiang Anyi thought that he could not delay any more and would set off for Wuyang Mansion tomorrow morning. Lord Duan asked himself to inquire about the news about the grain ship without any clues. The river was vast and he didn't know where to start.

When Mr. Hong was recovering from his wounds, Jiang Anyi found out the three water bandits on the Heishui River. The largest water bandits were more than 1,000. The leader called Hunjianglong, and the other two had six or seven hundred people. The leader called Deep Water Dragon and Black Wind Monster. From Mr. Hong's mouth, he learned from a Cha River along the Heishui River that there was a Ming Lake thirty miles south of the fishing village, which was known as 700 miles across. Jiang Anyi guessed that this might be the stronghold of the water bandits.

After dinner, Jiang Anyi and Old Man Hong sat in the yard. The sky has cleared these days, and the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. Tomorrow is destined to be a sunny day. Jiang Anyi was thinking about how to go to Minghu. Now the river has receded nearly half and the wind and waves have calmed a lot. Can you find a boat from the fishing village and go down the river?

The dogs in the village suddenly barked, and several figures appeared on the road. Old Man Hong stood up excitedly and rushed over to the person loudly and shouted: "Chun'er, Chun'er, are you back?"

The black shadow buzzed and agreed, "Dad, it's me."

Hearing the movement, Old Man Hong's daughter Nizi helped Aunt Hong out of the room. Jiang Anyi stood up and saw a big man appearing in front of him with a sack.

"Chun'er." Old Man Hong's family came over, asking questions with relief and complaints. The man laughed and strode in, saying, "I brought back a hundred kilograms of rice, enough for you to eat for a while."

When he saw Jiang Anyi, the man stood up vigilantly and asked in a deep voice: "Who is this?"

Nizi quickly said, "This is the victim whom my father and I caught on the river. We are about to leave tomorrow. Brother, where have you been going? I won't send a letter for so many days?"
Chapter completed!