Burning Heaven

night.

Due to the sudden heavy rain in Heishui City and Wang Xiaohu who was hungry like a tiger, under Ouyang Ruohan's gentle persuasion, Lin Mofeng smiled wryly and stayed helplessly.

After a simple dinner, Mo Feng learned that Wang Xiaohu had sneaked out by himself, and couldn't help feeling worried for Xiaohu, and told Wang Xiaohu many things about today, which made Wang Xiaohu envy Mo Feng for a long time.

After finishing speaking, Lin Mofeng got up and looked at the heavy rain outside the window, sighed softly, thinking in his heart that Lin Nanxuan must be worried about him again at this time, looked at it, Lin Mofeng walked out of the door lightly outside.

Lin Mofeng looked up at the pouring rain, the thunderous sky made the night in Heishui City so restless.

Lin Mofeng didn't speak, just kept facing south, looking at the raging rainstorm in the sky, for some reason, seeing the crazy rainstorm, Lin Mofeng felt a palpitation in his heart, which made him flustered.

Lin Mofeng watched the torrential rain outside the door for an unknown amount of time, but he didn't see behind him, Ouyang Ruohan was always, always by his side...

The next morning.

After the rain, Heishui City seemed very quiet. Before dawn, someone’s rooster began to crow, but after a while, the crowing of the cock was followed by a variety of dogs barking, and the sounds were continuous. Daoist Ziye, who was drunk on the bed, and Mo Feng and Xiaohu, who were sleeping on the floor, suddenly woke up.

"Damn, who's dead dog, I'm so bored, I'm so bored" Master Ziye said dissatisfiedly, and even punched the bed board a few times in anger.

Mo Feng hurriedly got up and went out. Before dawn, Ouyang and his wife were already busy in the yard. Seeing this scene, Mo Feng couldn't help lamenting the hardships of Ouyang and his wife.

Especially after seeing Ouyang Ruohan roll out the bread buns dripping with sweat, Lin Mofeng strode forward to help without saying a word.

It was just dawn, and after a simple breakfast, Lin Mofeng bid farewell to Ouyang and his wife, but Lin Mofeng and Wang Xiaohu insisted on dragging Master Ziye back to Baiguo Village with them to explain to his father what happened yesterday. Masato nodded as he had nothing to do.

After bidding farewell to Ouyang and his wife, Lin Mofeng and the others went out and walked forward.

But just after walking a few steps, the sound of crisp footsteps made Mo Feng look back, and found that it was Ouyang Ruohan. Ouyang Ruohan ran up in a panic, and affectionately stuffed Lin Mofeng with a large bag of oiled paper Wrap the buns and say:

"Brother Mo Feng, this is the first steamed steamed bun this morning. I took it out as soon as it came out of the cage. Fortunately, you haven't gone far. Ruohan made it yourself. Bring it back to Uncle Lin to eat. Mo Feng Brother, you must come to see Ruohan in a few days, you must."

As Ouyang Ruohan was talking, Dou Da's tears dripped down. In fact, Ouyang Ruohan handed the wrapped bun to Mo Feng with one hand, because Ouyang Ruohan's other hand was facing Mo Feng. Behind Mo Feng, from the rear, the white and tender jade hands were scalded with several deep red blisters...

Seeing that Ouyang Ruohan was crying, Wang Xiaohu hurriedly took off his black coat and handed it to Ouyang Ruohan to wipe his face...

Lin Mofeng didn't speak, and wiped Ouyang Ruohan's tears with his calloused hands, but he didn't take the bun from Ouyang Ruohan's hand, and turned and left without saying goodbye.

Seeing that Lin Mofeng was so ungrateful, Wang Xiaohu glared at Lin Mofeng's back several times angrily, then took the bun from Ouyang Ruohan's hand with a smile on his face, and smiled like a flower at the crying Ouyang Ruohan explain:

"Sister Ouyang, don't worry, I will definitely come to see you in two days, brother Hu, don't cry, sister Ouyang, we have to go home first, if we don't go home my father will definitely break my leg" Wang Xiaohu After finishing speaking, he held the bun and chased after Mo Feng.

Ouyang Ruohan was still crying after hearing Wang Xiaohu's answer, and covered his mouth and shouted to Mo Feng, the little tiger who was walking away:

"Brother Hu, you must bring Brother Mo Feng along,"

"Sure, don't worry, sister Ouyang," Wang Xiaohu roared back.

"Hey, the love in this world, hey..." Master Zi Ye walked forward with his hands behind his back and sighed several times.

Country road.

Not long after leaving the south gate of Heishui City, Wang Xiaohu held a bun in his arms, and kept asking Master Ziye who was walking behind his back:

"Daxian, are you satisfied with our test?"

"Well, it's not bad at all," Ziye said calmly with his hands behind his back, and his small eyes glanced at the bun in Xiaohu's arms.

"Really, Great Immortal? Then, Great Immortal, when will you accept us as real apprentices, and teach us powerful immortal techniques. I want to learn how to fly in the sky, flying around in the sky, um... um... fly like this"

As he spoke, Wang Xiaohu began to make gestures, opened his hands and rushed forward.

"Ahem, um, that little tiger, let me eat one of the steamed buns in your arms,"

Master Ziye looked contemptuously at Wang Xiaohu who was fantasizing about flying in front of him. Seeing that Wang Xiaohu didn't answer, Master Ziye pouted angrily and followed.

Master Ziye ran to Xiaohu's side in small steps, grabbed the oil-paper bag containing the steamed buns with a big hand, and said to Wang Xiaohu with a kind smile on his old face, "Apprentice, I will help you carry it for the teacher first."

"Uh...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Wang Xiaohu kept running forward.

Seeing Wang Xiaohu's stupid look, Lin Mofeng covered his mouth and laughed.

The entrance of Baiguo Village.

It didn't take long for the three of Lin Mofeng to reach the entrance of Baiguo Village. Looking at the village surrounded by rows of thatched cottages in the distance, Lin Mofeng smiled with his rotten teeth.

But Master Ziye, who was walking behind, frowned at this time, with an extremely serious expression, especially those mouse eyes, which kept looking around, as if feeling that something was wrong.

"Hey, look Mo Feng, it's Uncle Zhang at the entrance of the village. Why is he lying on the ground? Isn't Uncle Zhang sitting on a rock every morning?"

Wang Xiaohu pointed to an old man lying on the ground in front of him and said.

"Let's go, let's take a look." Lin Mofeng had an ominous premonition in his heart, and immediately pulled Wang Xiaohu and ran forward.After running to the entrance of the village and seeing Uncle Zhang lying on the ground, Wang Xiaohu cried out in shock.

At this time, Uncle Zhang's face was pale, he opened his eyes and opened his mouth to look at the sky, and after Mo Feng went up to touch Uncle Zhang's body, Mo Feng was suddenly dumbfounded.

"This... this..." Mo Feng shook his head trembling all over, his mouth was so trembling that he couldn't utter a word.

"He's already dead." Master Ziye's figure appeared behind Lin Mofeng. Master Ziye didn't have the laughter of the past at all, his face was serious, and his eyes were fixed on Uncle Zhang who was lying on the ground with a horrible death.

"What?" Lin Mofeng's eyes were reddish and flustered, his trembling head turned to the quiet village after the rain, he yelled "Father" and ran to the village frantically, the frightened Wang Xiaohu also followed Mo Feng to the village .

In the village after the rain, the muddy roads were covered with water-soaked beaches. Lin Mofeng, who was running wildly, didn't care about the many sewage beaches on the dirt road.

"Woo... Aunt Li, Brother Sun, woo, Grandma Hua, Grandma Hua..."

After running into the village, Lin Mofeng discovered that almost all the dead people were lying on the road in the entire village, and many corpses were even soaked in rainwater...

Lin Mofeng wailed and helped up one elder lying on the ground after another, couldn't believe his eyes, and said tremblingly:

"It's impossible, it's impossible, it's impossible" Lin Mofeng, who couldn't stop staring, quickly stood up and looked at a place surrounded by woods and wooden houses in the distance.

"Ah..." shouted, and ran forward with the equally crazy Wang Xiaohu at a speed close to madness, shouting continuously in his mouth:

"No, it won't, dad, dad, dad..."

Master Ziye couldn't believe what he saw, his head was sweating profusely, he watched everyone's tragic death with a shocked gaze, his heart was frantic, it was faintly visible, Master Ziye's hands were clenched tightly, rattling.

<ps: This book is a long fairy tale, and the fate of the tragic boy is really beginning at this time. Zhenjun promises that you will definitely let you in front of the computer and mobile phone read it frankly, and even burst into tears. I think that Xianxia novels, beautiful and poignant love stories are indeed difficult to write, but no matter what, only you support me, and I will work hard to write them. Brothers, please recommend them to others.