The fire began to burn from the storage room at the entrance of the village, and the first to burn was the Xiaohuzi's house next to the storage room. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's on fire, get up and make a fire." Xiaohuzi's father, Wang Qicheng, ran to the yard, took a porcelain basin and knocked it hard, shouting with a crying voice.

It hasn't rained for more than ten days, and everything in the village is on fire. Tongues of fire soon swept through the roof of his house.

"Gua Po Niang, hurry up and bring the dolls out, don't grab things." Wang Qicheng hugged the little tiger who was still in a daze and ran out of the yard.

Xiaohuzi's mother was already panicking, and when she picked up this and felt that it was important, she didn't take out anything. Hearing the man's roar, he hurriedly picked up the second sister of Xiaohuzi, who was still crying, and ran out.

"Oh my God, there are so many things in our house!" Little Huzi's mother cried and wanted to drill into the fire.

Wang Qicheng slapped her and said viciously: "You want to die, those things are important, or people are important." We couldn't grab our things, so we hurried to greet other people. ”

"Little Huzi, you pull your sister and stand here, don't run around." The woman gave a word to Xiaohuzi and hurriedly knocked on the door from house to house.

Wang Qicheng quickly ran into the yard and opened the door of the pigsty and sheepfold.

The fire has spread to most of the homes. Under such fire, people are just blindly grabbing their own things.

Wang Qiming was very surprised that the fire did not spread to his house, but it was urgent, and he didn't have time to think about it. As the captain of the production team, he is much calmer than ordinary people at critical moments.

"Jinsong, you go and shout the children together, don't be burned by the fire in this night."

Wang Jinsong went from house to house to call the children and took them to the open space at the entrance of the village.

"The men of each family, first release their pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks, and then look for them tomorrow."

"The women of each family, grab those daily necessities first, and don't grab the heavy things when the weather is dry."

Wang Qicheng had a loud voice, and soon the chaotic people were nervous and orderly to rescue.

Wang Jinsong took the children to the open space outside the village, handed them to Jianjun and said, "Jianjun, you can take a roll call and see who else hasn't come?" ”

Jianjun began to roll call one by one, and more than 20 children in the village were here.

"Yazhi, you and Jianjun are optimistic about the children, I have to help everyone grab things." Wang Jinsong gave an order, turned his head and ran into the village that had become a sea of fire.

"Master, there's a fire down the mountain." Huchenzi was awakened by the noise at the bottom of the mountain, and got up wearing only a small pants.

It's bad, Wang Yazhi's house won't be burned. Jun Chenzi didn't care about putting on his clothes and shoes, and stumbled towards Tianchi Village.

"Hell, if you put on your clothes and make a fire like this, you're going to be roasted to jerky." Mao Yunzi took a look at the fire in Tianchi Village and knew that in such dry weather, the fire could not be extinguished. Thinking that if he wants to gain a foothold in this bunker mountain, he still has to have a good relationship with the villagers.

Mao Yunzi got dressed, followed the hillside, a few ups and downs, and had reached the mountainside. When I looked back, my fleshy body was still rolling on the mountainside.

The village became a mess. Hu Chenzi ran to Wang Yazhi's house first. It is strange that the village is full of fires, but Wang Yazhi's home is cold.

Hun Chenzi didn't have time to think about it, so he pushed open the courtyard door and ran in.

"Yazhi, Yazhi." Huchenzi shouted for a while, but didn't hear anyone respond, and quickly ran out again.

The heat scorched Chenzi's exposed skin, and the flying dust soon turned him black, and only two eyes could be seen.

"Yazhi, have you seen Wang Yazhi?" Hu Chenzi asked the two villagers who were running out carrying the cabinet.

"They were by the pond at the entrance of the village, and the children were there."

Hu Chenzi hurriedly ran to the pond at the entrance of the village. A lot of messy things fell on the road along the way, which made Muddy Dust fall several times. He didn't care about the pain, got up and ran again.

"Yazhi, Wang Yazhi!" Huchenzi heard the children's cries and ran to the pond following the sound.

"Dusty, I'm here!" Seeing the black dust, Wang Yazhi couldn't help crying.

"Yazhi, don't cry, I'm here, I'll protect you." Dusty puffed up his little manly chest.

"Huchenzi, the third grandfather, the third grandfather is still in the house, and no one is going to take him out." Wang Yazhi cried and pointed in the direction of the third grandfather's house.

"You stay here, I'll go find the third grandfather." Hu Chenzi ran to the third grandfather's house.

Wang Yazhi followed Xun Chenzi to the third grandfather's house.

The flames had completely engulfed the roof of the third grandfather's house.

"Third grandfather, third grandfather." Wang Yazhi shouted loudly, wanting to rush into the house.

"Yazhi, the fire is so big, the third grandfather may be hopeless." Hu Chenzi grabbed Wang Yazhi.

Wang Yazhi turned around and pushed Huchenzi, "You go away, the third grandfather won't die, I'm going to save him." ”

Wang Yazhi ran to the third grandfather's room. The dust shook for a moment and ran over.

The room was filled with smoke, and the heat of the flames was so hot that everyone was almost oiled.

"Third grandfather, third grandfather." Wang Yazhi shouted and pushed the door open. The roof was burning, and the straw that built the house kept falling.

Wang Yazhi's clothes and hair began to smoke.

"Yazhi, you go out quickly, it's not worth it for me, a blind old man." The voice of the third grandfather came from a corner of the room.

Wang Yazhi groped in the direction where the voice came from. Finally, she touched the third grandfather huddled in the corner of the room.

"Come, Huchenzi, you come to carry the third grandfather." Wang Yazhi helped the third grandfather to the back of the dust.

Hu Chenzi carried the third grandfather on his back and pulled Wang Yazhi outside the house.

With a thud, a large piece of burning roof fell.

"It's over." Xiao Chenzi's heart was cold, and the three of them were going to die in this sea of fire.

A white figure rushed into the flames, and the falling roof was knocked away by his hand.

The man brought a chill. Hu Chenzi and Wang Yazhi instinctively leaned towards him. There was the crackling and crackling of bamboo on the roof, and smoke and flames were rising everywhere.

Wang Yazhi and Hu Chenzi could no longer see everything outside, they were completely surrounded by flames and smoke. It's just strange that relying on this man in white, they don't feel the discomfort of the flames, but have a pleasant coolness. The flames stopped a little more than a foot away from them, as if they were blocked by something intangible.

"Thank you." Wang Yazhi couldn't see the face of the man in white clearly, and reached out to pull his clothes. Unexpectedly, I obviously touched the man's clothes, but the tentacles were empty.

"Don't shoot, next to me." Wang Yazhi heard a nice man's voice, and then a hand like ice jade held her little hand, making her feel extremely safe in the thick smoke and flames.

There was a strange feeling in his heart, although the "person" in front of him had the shape of a person, but there was no trace of human breath.

Huchenzi raised his head to see his face clearly, but only saw a white shadow of nothingness.

The third grandfather was already very old, and he was already a little dying after being roasted by this fireworks. He knew he might not survive tonight.

The old man understood his situation, but his heart was calm. A person who lives for a hundred years will always die. Where you die, how you die, not all end up in dust. The comfort in his heart is that when he left this world that he had never seen clearly, with Wang Yazhi and Hu Chenzi by his side, he was not lonely and old.

"You protect these two children, I know you can protect them." The third grandfather said to the man in white.