Little poor insisted on his own opinion. The old blind man might also want to fulfill her. He hesitated and finally agreed. The old blind man told me to leave Xiao Wuyue in the cave, and then went out and waited.
I went outside the cave with Little Poor, and then the door of the cave slowly closed. Looking at Little Poor, I felt a lot of emotion. Although I am accustomed to the intrigues and intrigues of the world, in the darkness, the light will never be extinguished. In this world, there are always people like this little pitiful who let hope continue.
Little poor kept widening my heart, let me stop worrying, I said not to worry, but my heart was always hanging in my throat.
"Brother, there is a sentence, I don't want to ask, I'm afraid you will be sad, but I can't help it." Little poor said for a while, lowered his head, and asked: "I want to ask, Sister Fang Tian, her...her... Where is the tomb... Once, she took care of me so much. When she passed away, I didn't know anything and couldn't help me. Now, I want to pay a respect to her tomb..."
These words really touched the sadness in my heart. Fang Tian's death has always been a scar that is difficult for me to heal. Time has passed so long, and the slightest touch still hurts my heart.
The pitiful thing is that when Fang Tian died, her body was completely turned into ashes, and in the end she didn't even have a place to bury her bones.
I tried my best and talked to Little Poor carefully, and she felt a little bit more sad when she heard that Fang Tian didn't even have a grave.
"Brother, I didn't mean to talk about this. At that time, even though I was young, I could see that Sister Fang Tian had a deep love for you. Although she is already in another world, she definitely hopes that you can live well in this world."
I nodded. Poor little is not old, but already understands the truth.
Little poor didn’t want me to think about it anymore, so he turned off the topic and said some gossip. We waited outside for about half an hour. The door of the cave slowly opened, and the old blind man stood inside the door and said: "It's done."
The fire was scorching as I waited, and when the old blind man came out, I hurried over to ask.
"This child's fate is very poor, and the magic circle cannot completely reverse his fate. However, since then, at least there is still room for improvement." The old blind man said, "The child's future is also hopeful, so be good. Take care of him, besides, let him work hard."
I thank you again and again. For me, this is a great gift. As long as Xiao Wuyue's fate can turn around, I will be satisfied.
I took Xiao Wuyue and stayed in Baiyinzhuang for two more days. Little poor pity led us to tour around Baiyinzhuang. I wanted to go home early, so that Wan Miaoran and Wan Yuxiang were not worried. Little poor pity knew My mind didn't stay strong anymore, and I prepared a generous gift.
When I left, although I was reluctant to give up, Little Poor knew that I could go to where I live now when I was free.
Xiao Wuyue and I were sitting in a carriage and leaving Baiyinzhuang. We were heading home. We just wanted to go back early, so we told the coachman to hurry.
With bumps along the way, Xiao Wuyue slept and was awakened by the bumpy carriage. After waking up, she couldn't sleep anymore, so I held him and looked out from the window of the car.
"Father." Xiao Wuyue raised her head and said to me: "In the future, will there be any bad guys to catch me?"
"No, good boy, don't worry, never again." In my eyes looking at Xiao Wuyue, there seems to be a trace that has never disappeared.
I was frightened, and my heart was immediately sour, and he comforted him in a low voice, "As long as you are obedient, don't run around, the bad guys will never come again."
"I'm obedient." Xiao Wuyue nodded hurriedly, and said: "I listen to what my father said, and what my mother said."
Xiao Wuyue and I looked out the window while talking, and we walked for more than an hour. The road ahead was washed away by the heavy rain a few days ago. It was rough and difficult, and the carriage had to slow down.
The car was walking slowly. At this moment, I saw a dozen or so hungry people fleeing the famine on the side of the road ahead. Over the years, there have been wars everywhere. Today the commander has come, and tomorrow the warlord will come again. They are collecting taxes from time to time. Some people are really overwhelmed and can only leave their homes and flee.
A dozen hungry people didn’t know where they came from, all in ragged clothes and fluffy sideburns. Among them were two children, the oldest one was five or six years old, and the young one was two or three years old. Most of them were hungry. There is no place behind the shop, and nowhere to find food, all crying beside her mother.
"Father..." Although Xiao Wuyue was young, she knew that the two children were extremely hungry, and turned to me and said, "Let's give them the steamed bun."
"Give it to them, you have nothing to eat." I deliberately said to Xiao Wuyue: "You have to think about it."
Xiao Wuyue couldn't see that I was teasing him, so she really lowered her head for a moment and said, "Father, they are all crying. I think it's better. I'm not hungry. Give them the bun. I won't eat..."
"Good boy." I touched Xiao Wuyue's head. Although the child is small, he has a kind and loving heart. This is the blessing of God.
We parked the carriage on the side of the road, took the food from the carriage, and distributed it to the hungry people who had fled.
The hungry people thanked me again and again, but I felt helpless. In this troubled world, there are tens of thousands of hungry people like this. The world is uneven, and it is still difficult for ordinary people to live.
After this section of the washed-out road, the road went well again, and the wind went smoothly, and we reached our Zhuangzi safely. Wan Miaoran was anxious about waiting, and finally heaved a sigh of relief when Xiao Wuyue returned safely.
When I returned to Zhuangzi, I returned to living in seclusion. This time, I had a long memory, and I never dared to go out with Xiao Wuyue again. I rushed to the county town by myself and visited for two days. Finally, I found an old gentleman who had studied poems and books.
Life flies quickly, in a blink of an eye, another three years have passed, Xiao Wuyue is now more than six years old. In the past three years, the river beach has remained the same, but the world is still uneven, and the war will not be calmed down.
The people in the Wuxian Temple have adapted to the current life. They don’t need to fight, kill, or drift away. There is no fear or danger. The whole family is reunited. They usually grow some food by themselves and pass the time. Lao Yang and the others are still going around. After a busy year in business, the money earned is divided among the people in the Zhuangzi, and everyone is happy. In these years, this kind of life is already very rare.
Before the flood season, the people in Zhuangzi went out to buy some things. The river here has become an east-west direction. In each flood season, there is always a month to come and nothing can be bought, so we reserve some in advance. Those who go out will also come back before the flood season to reunite with their families for a month or so.
If you don't hear anything, the men, women and children in Zhuangzi are all looking forward to the annual flood season and the Spring Festival. They don't have to do anything and spend a month reunited with their family members.
At noon that day, I was walking by the side of Zhuangzi alone. For someone like me who is used to walking around, living in a Zhuangzi for three years is indeed a little bit aggrieved, but thinking about the child, I still don’t. Dare to stay away, at most, dangling around Zhuangzi.
I just turned around for a while and saw a carriage coming from the side road of Zhuangzi. The carriage was Zhuangzi's carriage. When I saw this carriage, I knew that it was Lao Yang and the others.
Sure enough, when the carriage arrived, Lao Yang jumped out of the carriage and ran around for a few months. When Lao Yang came back, he brought a cart with things. He got out of the cart and told the coachman to drive the cart into the Zhuangzi first. Coming to the front, he pressed his throat and said to me: "Uncle, talk here."
"Lao Yang, what's the matter?" I looked at Lao Yang's expression as if something had happened, and quickly walked aside with him.
"Auntie, this time I took people to the north to do business. I didn't come back so quickly. I just rushed back when something happened, so I was able to come back."
Lao Yang said that on his way back, he passed a place called Zaoyuan on the north side of the river beach and saw two boats on the Zaoyuan River.
I know this place in Zaoyuan. I passed by there several times before, but I just lived here in seclusion. I haven't been there for several years.
"Lao Yang, what happened to Zaoyuan?"
"Something went wrong, Auntie, your two friends, the fortune teller, and Huayouzi, I don't know if they offended people." Lao Yang said, "Hang up on the boat and swim back and forth."
"Is it the two of them that had an accident?" I was taken aback. In the past few years of living in seclusion, I haven't had much contact with my original friends. The two old things, the god fortune teller and Huayouzi, are both used to being wild. Years of facelessness.
Hearing what Lao Yang said, I think they might have really offended people. These two old guys saw the money open, and they worked together to dig graves and tombs on the river beach. I tried to persuade them several times, but it was useless. Still go its own way. Don't talk about it now, even in the past few years, their reputation is very bad, and there are enemies wherever they go.
However, I have been with an old friend of the fortune teller for such a long time, and we are very close to each other. When I heard that something happened to him, I was just as anxious in my heart.
At that time, Lao Yang found God fortune and them in the Zaoyuan River, but he only brought two young men who were doing business with him. He was weak and couldn't save people. Everyone hates this kind of grave digging. If the ancestral grave is digged and the tomb robber is caught, he will definitely not be merciless. Lao Yang knew that he could not save the gods. Therefore, he went day and night and rushed at the fastest speed. Back to Zhuangzi, come and report to me.
After listening to Lao Yang’s recount, I had already made up my mind. In any case, the fortune teller treats me not badly. I can’t just sit back and watch. I immediately turned back to Zhuangzi and said to Wan Miaoran, asking her to pack me up. .
Wan Miaoran knew my temper. Although he was reluctant, he did not stop him. He packed up my luggage and escorted me outside of Zhuangzi, asking me to be more careful in everything.
I responded. In this season, the water in the river is very strong, and it takes a lot of effort to go northward against the current, so I chose the land and drove quickly toward the Zaoyuan River in a horse-drawn carriage.
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