Actually, Fang Xin's current scope of activity can also have close friends, but as a traverser, he always has a kind of inexplicable estrangement that makes it difficult for him to deepen his relationships. He himself is also aware of this feeling.

  One day, he came to a temple in this district, which was Chenghuang Temple.

  The Temple of the Earth and the City God Temple, which inherited the god of the later earth, has been prosperous since the Tang Dynasty, for nearly two thousand years, it has become a local protector deity, until now, the bone ash towers of citizens after death are also built in them.

  This city god temple has relatively more tourists, it is said to have been built in the first year of Daliang, and now it has been 650 years old. Therefore, the ancient trees around are towering into the sky, with the oldest being over 600 years old and the youngest being over 100 years old. It was designated as a protected unit by the local government.

  Later, after renovation, it adopted garden architecture, with the temple as the center, surrounded by pavilions, platforms, buildings and kiosks. The main hall is of course the City God Temple, but the altar in front of the god also represents Hou Tu.

  Enter the gate, inside the courtyard old trees green shade, along the corridor and up, first to the main hall, this time people come and go, although not crowded, it is also prosperous, turn around, lit a stick of incense, silently pray for a moment, turned to the back hall, here is actually a soul pagoda, the soul pagoda is divided into hundreds or thousands of grids, each grid can hold two urns, and there are copper plates with names and main events, family members on holidays, can come to worship.

  It is said that in this tower one can rest and receive the protection of the earth god, without being disturbed by evil spirits.

  It just so happened that I met a girl wearing Chinese clothes, she was standing in front of an urn, holding a paper slip (with two short candles and one incense stick), lit it up, and was praying silently. Tears were falling down her beautiful face.

  The photo on the urn was of a young man who looked like he was in his early twenties.

  Most of the people who came to worship were kind and well-intentioned, but this situation made one feel a sense of pity. The people nearby looked at her with sympathetic eyes, silent and unresponsive.

  Fang Xin, however, didn't bat an eyelid. Although the sun was shining brightly on her at that moment, there was a hint of chill and several strands of black air floating above the urn and the photo.

  Fang Xin thought for a moment, but couldn't figure it out. His jade Ruyi had all sorts of special abilities, but now its power was insufficient and it couldn't do anything for him. After a short while, the girl went out the door. When he turned to look, he suddenly realized that there was a package on the ground. Her expression was somewhat dazed, and she had actually forgotten to take it.

  Fang Xin hastily picked it up and chased after her, turning the corner of the corridor to find that she had already boarded the maglev train, which was starting up and rapidly pulling out. He hastily shouted: "Hey, miss! You haven't taken your bag yet!"

  Although he shouted, the car didn't stop and quickly passed by. Fang Xin saw that she couldn't hear him and was about to let out a sigh of relief, thinking that it would be better to just hand things over to the temple. Just as he thought this, a bus came out from around the corner, and before they could dodge, the two vehicles crashed into each other.

  Pedestrians walking by were initially stunned, then burst into waves of screams.

  Fang Xin reacted extremely quickly, and all he heard was a loud noise. He immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed the emergency number, explained the address, and then quickly dialed the police station to explain the situation.

  "The other party said nervously: 'Alright, thank you for your cooperation, citizen. Please report the situation and we will send someone over immediately.'"

  Fang Xing rushed up and looked over, his heart suddenly sank. Two buses were involved in the accident. One was the bus with the girl who had already fainted, and the other was not an ordinary public bus but a school bus specifically for transporting elementary school students. The driver and two students were covered in blood, while the other children were crying in fear.

  Fang Xinluo hesitated for a moment, then rushed to the bus and pulled the door with all his might. The door was stuck, but he summoned his inner strength and let out a loud roar. With a loud "crack", the door was torn open. Without saying another word, he pulled the crying child out of the bus.

  At this time, the people around also came to their senses and rushed forward, took over the children, one by one child was pulled out, and two injured children were also pulled out.

  It was the driver, covered in blood, stuck between the seat and the airbag, unconscious, and couldn't be pulled out for a while. Fang Xin's sweat dripped down instantly. You see, although gasoline is not used now, there are still lubricating oils and electrical equipment that can easily catch fire.

  "Who has a sharp weapon?"

  One of them suddenly realized and hastily threw his own sword up: "Take it!"

  Fang Xing didn't say anything, directly pulled out and hacked at the seatbelt and airbag a few times, surprisingly it cut through, then pulled the person to retreat.

  The people at the door of the car rushed up to respond, while on another car, someone was already pulling the door but got stuck.

  "There's Mars! There's Mars!" someone shouted from below.

  "Everyone lend a hand and tear the door open!" Just as smoke emerged, Fang Xin knew it was bad, but he still stepped forward to shout. In an instant, several others followed suit, and together they grasped the car door.

  "One, two, three!" The crowd shouted in unison, the car door was torn open a crack, at this time, the electronics had already sparked with a "pa la pa la" sound, flames burst out, instantly illuminating several people covered in sweat.

  "One, two, three!" The door burst open a bit more and Fang Xin rushed in, grabbing the girl and pulling her out with all his might. The flames engulfed them, filling the air with the smell of burning flesh in an instant. As soon as he grabbed hold of her, he dragged her out and they rolled on the ground. Just at that critical moment, the car behind them let out a loud "boom" and spat out a tongue of flame that shot straight out of the vehicle.

  The two vehicles were made of flammable materials, flames erupted and connected, rolling upwards, in just a few minutes, they shot up to several meters outside, and everyone fled.

  Just then, an ambulance and a police car arrived almost simultaneously.

  "Ah, the children are out, hurry up and swaddle these two kids."

  The police first connected the signal and woke up the driver, asking about the number of children. When the driver reported the number of children, they immediately counted them, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief - 21 children, not one less.

  "Thank you for your bravery, you've saved many lives. You should also get bandaged up and then follow me to make a record." The situation was simple, after the people around explained it, the police quickly understood the outcome of the matter, so an officer came forward saying this.

  Fang Xin was not seriously injured, but his hands were strained and had skin abrasions. Half of his hair was also singed. At this point, he saw that the reporters had arrived, so Fang Xin hastily got into the car and replied with a simple "Okay."

  The police were very understanding, and Fang Xin received disinfection and bandaging in the hospital, where he was also questioned. When Fang Xin expressed his reluctance to appear in public or face the gratitude of the parents of the child he had saved, they readily allowed him to leave. Of course, this could not be kept hidden, as it would be recorded in the electronic system.

  After passing through several streets, I found a barber shop and prepared to repair this half-burnt hair.

  As soon as he entered the door, a barber shouted: "Ah, buddy, what have you done? Your hair is all charred!"

  He looked like a young man in his early twenties. Fang Xin smiled and said, "Come on, buddy, stop chit-chatting, let's get to work! I've got things to do!"

  "Your hair is beyond salvation, just get a buzz cut!" The guy said with a sigh after looking left and right.

  "Alright, go ahead and cut it!" Fang Xin said helplessly.

  Now, after cutting off all the burnt and charred hair and washing it, I feel refreshed and invigorated.

  Looking in the mirror, hair is only half an inch left, but it looks full of spirit, feeling refreshed, and drawing curtains is especially refreshing.

  At this time, the sky turned gloomy and misty, Fang Xing suddenly remembered: "The astronomical observatory predicted overcast rain in the afternoon."

  At this time, he suddenly remembered that he was supposed to go to Wu Dandan's house in the afternoon to teach Wu Dandan, but now something came up, so after thinking about it, he sent a message saying that he wouldn't be coming today. After sending it, he relaxed and strolled on the street until he reached the bus stop and got on the bus.