Burning Heaven

"Ah? Brother Mo Feng, so this is a family heirloom of your family? When I was 5 years old, Ruohan met a strange uncle at the Lantern Festival in Heishui City. The bronze medal hanging around his neck The ones are exactly the same as yours, Brother Mo Feng."

Ouyang Ruohan tilted his head and looked at the copper-colored octagonal mirror on Mo Feng's neck with strange eyes, and said affirmatively:

"Yes, brother Mo Feng, the bronze medal on that strange uncle's neck is exactly the same as yours, Ruohan read it right." Ouyang Ruohan looked at Mo Feng with a happy smile on his face again.

After hearing the answer, a hint of disappointment flashed in Mo Feng's heart, his eyes dimmed, and then he picked up the copper-colored octagonal mirror and looked at it in front of him. The copper-colored mirror that he had seen many times seemed to be the same. The shape is still cool as silk in the palm of your hand.

Lin Mofeng smiled wryly, and whispered:

"Could it be that my mother has two family heirlooms?" After thinking carefully for a while, she raised her head and asked Ouyang Ruohan:

"Miss Ouyang, what does that strange uncle you're talking about look like?" Lin Mofeng said in a low voice.

"That strange uncle was dressed all in black and wore a black face scarf. He also told me that if we meet in the future..."

When he said this, Ouyang Ruohan stopped talking for an instant, because he and Mo Feng heard a shout outside the room:

"Catch the thief, don't run, you fat man, stop quickly, everyone, come out and catch the thief, come and catch the thief!"

"Brother Mo Feng, it's Grandpa Li's voice, the one who brought you here to save me today" Ouyang Ruohan pursed his lips.

When Lin Mofeng heard that Grandpa Li turned out to be the hunchbacked old man from this morning, and seemed to be calling for a thief, Lin Mofeng quickly ran towards the wooden door without thinking.

Ouyang Ruohan looked at Mo Feng who suddenly ran away in surprise, laughed again with a "puchi", and then said something in his mouth:

"Five years ago, the strange uncle cried and took out the bronze medal around his neck and told me that if I meet someone with the same bronze medal around his neck in the future, I must avoid this person and never get acquainted with him. Said that this person is a heinous villain, huh? But, brother Mo Feng is not bad at all, forget about him, anyway, brother Mo Feng is the hero in Ruohan's heart, brother Mo Feng With sky braids, she looks like a girl, hee hee"

After Ouyang Ruo finished speaking, he immediately walked towards the wooden door, smiling as he walked.

After Lin Mofeng ran out from the mahogany door, he ran towards the small gate in the front yard. After he ran out, he stood on the street and looked around, and finally found the hunchbacked old man running on the right front. In front of the hunchbacked old man was a The little fat man was drenched all over, and he was also running desperately.

When Mo Feng saw that it was Wang Xiaohu, he suddenly yelled, and quickly ran to the front right, and yelled:

"Little Tiger, Little Tiger"

The running Wang Xiaohu was like a bereaved dog at this time, his clothes were soaked in sweat, his expression was very painful, and the chicken neck that Wang Xiaohu was carrying was still clutched in his hand.

But, just, it may be that the meat of the crispy chicken itself is very rotten, or it may be that Wang Xiaohu is running and shaking too hard, so the whole crispy chicken lost its body, leaving only the chicken head and neck in Wang Xiaohu's mouth. Holding it in his hand, of course, Wang Xiaohu didn't know it, and was still running desperately.

"Fatty man, don't let me catch you, don't let me catch you," the hunchbacked old man grinned, not feeling tired at all, just sweating slightly on his face.

"Xiaohu, Xiaohu, Xiaohu, stop quickly!" Lin Mofeng shouted desperately from behind.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaohu stopped his embarrassing pace, and his big face suddenly turned back, his face was pale and embarrassed, and beads of sweat as big as peas fell down his heaving chest. Wang Xiaohu turned his head and saw Mo Fenghou, who ran from behind, showed an expression of disbelief, and wanted to say something, but Wang Xiaohu couldn't say a word at all due to his tight panting.

The hunchbacked old man who was chasing after him saw that Wang Xiaohu had stopped at the same spot, and felt ecstasy in his heart. He gritted his teeth and ran forward quickly. In the posture of a fierce tiger pounced on an animal, it rushed towards Wang Xiaohu's body.

Wang Xiaohu was half squatting on the spot panting for breath, and when he saw the hunchbacked old man jumping up, he opened his mouth wide and screamed, but then, there was a violent loud noise from the ground...

"Haha, I'll catch you, little fat man, hahahaha" the hunchbacked old man lay on the ground hugging Wang Xiaohu who was foaming at the mouth and laughed loudly.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Wang Xiaohu, who was crushed below, started to cry...

"Little Fatty, you dare to steal the roast chicken made by everyone in Heishui City in broad daylight and in the midst of the universe, known as the old monster Li, what should you do? What should you do?" |

The hunchbacked old man suppressed on Wang Xiaohu's body now had both white eyebrows down, angrily looking at Wang Xiaohu, whose nose was dripping and bird feces were still dirty, but still clutching the broken chicken neck.

"Grandpa Li, get up, Grandpa Li!" Lin Mofeng, who rushed here, saw this tragic scene with his own eyes. After hearing Wang Xiaohu's cry, Lin Mofeng hurriedly pulled the hunchbacked old man lying on the ground with his hands.

The hunchbacked old man angrily turned his head to look at the person behind him. At first glance, he turned out to be the little brother who saved people this morning. He froze for a moment, and then immediately said:

"Quick, little brother, help me find a rope. If I don't expect it, this thief should be a well-known market thief in Heishui City recently. He said, Big Sister Gongsun's 2 taels of silver, Baiyuqiao Porcelain Selling Zhang Brother’s 70 Wen coins, and my wife’s three big pennies when buying eggs, are they all stolen by you, the market god, please tell me.” The old man with a hunchback said angrily.

After hearing the hunchbacked old man's question, Wang Xiaohu cried even more violently.

"Grandpa Li, you misunderstood, he is my brother, you should get up first." Lin Mofeng said while pulling the old man with hunchback through his teeth. "What?" The hunchbacked old man got up immediately after hearing this, pointed at Lin Mofeng, and said with trembling fingers:

"What? You...you are brothers with the market thief, so you are in the same group?" The hunchbacked old man's mind was spinning rapidly, as if he was thinking about something, but just as he thought about it, a heavenly voice came behind.

"Grandpa Li, you misunderstood, he is not a market thief, he is brother Mo Feng's friend."

Ouyang Ruohan's elegant figure appeared behind the hunchbacked old man, her little face was reddish with tiredness, and her floral clothes were particularly beautiful.

Wang Xiaohu stopped crying suddenly after hearing this soul-stirring voice, stood up quickly and panicked, wiped his face quickly with his wet clothes, and saw that the crispy chicken he was holding in his hand was only left A chicken head and a chicken neck, dumbfounded for a few seconds, but then with the back of his hand behind him, he pushed back hard, and then showed his face that was not wiped clean, opened his mouth wide and smiled at Ouyang Ruohan:

"Hehe, Fairy, you are here, hehe." Wang Xiaohu was a little embarrassed to speak at this time.

The hunchbacked old man and Lin Mofeng fainted for a while after hearing this, but then the hunchbacked old man reacted angrily and pointed at Wang Xiaohu and asked:

"Little fat man, I don't care whose friend you are, I ask you, why did you steal my chicken?"

"What stealing chicken, grandpa? Xiaohu doesn't understand what you're talking about." Wang Xiaohu looked at the hunchbacked old man with a puzzled expression, looking very innocent.

"Little fat man, that's the chicken that was taken away from your hand just now." The hunchbacked old man looked at Wang Xiaohu's hands after saying this, and was shocked to find that Wang Xiaohu's two palms were actually empty.

"What are you talking about, grandpa? What kind of chicken? I don't have anything in my hand." Wang Xiaohu spread his hands, his eyes full of innocence.

"You...you..." The hunchbacked old man was so angry that he couldn't speak at this moment, but at this moment, there was a sound in the sky, which made the hunchbacked old man turn his head to look at the sky in an instant.

At this time, the sky of the setting sun was filled with clouds, and Leisi sizzled, and the sky of Heishui City had changed color in a blink of an eye.

After seeing this scene in the sky, the hunchbacked old man's expression turned solemn. He hurriedly took out the stone token in his arms, clenched it tightly with one hand, and closed his eyes instantly. After a few seconds, his eyes suddenly opened like lightning. Turning my whole body to the southern sky, I yelled "No!"

The hunchbacked old man ran towards the south at lightning speed.

The three of them stared blankly at the disappearing back of Grandpa Li, wondering what happened to Grandpa Li, who suddenly disappeared. Then Lin Mofeng looked at the dark cloud-covered sky and said:

"So it's going to rain"

The black sky became more obvious, and in an instant, light rain began to fall in the sky, Ouyang Ruohan hurriedly said to Lin Mofeng:

"Brother Mo Feng, it's raining, let's go back quickly,"

Lin Mofeng replied to Ouyang Ruohan with an "en", and then said to Wang Xiaohu:

"Xiaohu, why are you here? Forget it, let's go back and talk about it when it rains," Lin Mofeng said, and then took Wang Xiaohu and Ouyang Ruohan to Ouyang's house with his little hand.

Ouyang's family in Heishui City.

At this time, the drunken Ouyang Zijian and Ziye Zhenren walked out of the house with their arms, walking staggeringly, swaying unsteadily, it looked like they were going to another room.

"Smelly lady, stinky lady, why is it raining suddenly, quickly bring an umbrella to Daxian," Ouyang Zijian said dissatisfied with the raindrops falling on his face.

"Bah, is it over yet? I met such a shameless old man who gave food, drink, clothing and sleep all over again, and he was called a god of shit. I bah, hum, why didn't the heavy rain drench you to death?"

There was a burst of cursing in the kitchen, and the faint sound of bowls being broken...

"Hahahaha, brother Ouyang, this rain is the rain of dead people, haha, brother Ouyang, look at the devilish energy in the south, hehehaha."

The blushing and thick-necked Master Ziye pointed to the south, supported Ouyang Zijian, who had blurred eyes, and staggered towards a room against the light rain...