Mu Ying looked really a magic barrier, her legs wrapped around the big locust tree and hugged her hands, and she rubbed her face against the tree, grinning and crying, tears streaming down her face, it was a heartbreak.

In the eyes of everyone, Mu Ying is an iron man who bleeds without tears, so abnormal there must be a demon, and everyone is watching from the side and doesn't know what to do. Zhang Wuliu hurriedly stopped Ma Guo when he saw him, and said in a matter-of-fact manner: "Hou Ye, don't go over, don't go over, Mu Hou Ye is possessed by a tree spirit." ”

"Dryad?"

Zhang Wuliu nodded heavily, "It's scary to look at this tree!" ”

Madu looked the tree up and down, not to mention that the tree is indeed weird, the body of the tree is covered with thick and hideous nodules, the bark is mottled like baldness, if you look closely, you can also see tooth marks, this season is the time when the trees are leafy, but the canopy is sparse, and the thick branches are dancing in the dusk, which is definitely the standard for the eerie castle or witch's house in fairy tales.

Pushing Zhang Wuliu away, Ma Du walked lightly to Mu Ying's side, tilted his head and looked at Mu Ying's eyes, his hazy tears were full of sadness and sadness, and he didn't look unconscious.

Ma Du shook his hand in front of his eyes, "Wenying, do you recognize who I am?" ”

Mu Ying knocked off Ma Du's hand, "I'm not crazy, why don't you recognize it." ”

"You're not crazy, then what kind of hysteria are you having here, you didn't see Mu Chun and you were frightened."

Mu Ying wiped her tears with her sleeve, "My mother died under this tree, and I felt natural when I saw it." ”

"Really? If you remember correctly, you weren't even ten years old at the time, and you must have been pinching your fingers for twenty years. ”

"That's right, I will never forget this tree for the rest of my life, you can see the traces on this tree, all left in those famine years." Mu Ying got up from the ground, ran up along the somewhat inclined tree trunk, and raised it again after searching for a long time with her head down, and said happily: "That's right, it's this tree, and I cut it with a shovel on it." At that time, my mother took me to look for food in this neighborhood during the day, and at night she climbed this tree to rest, and my mother tied me to a big branch with a cloth strip to prevent me from falling, but one day my mother didn't climb up again, so she sat under the tree and lost her breath......"

Mu Ying cried again as she spoke, "Xuanzhong helped me prepare some incense, candles, and gold paper tributes, I want to pay tribute to my mother!" ”

Just after sending the cheap daddy, this kind of thing is naturally available, and Madu immediately asked the servants at home to prepare. Mu Ying came down from the tree and took Mu Chun to start cleaning up the weeds and debris around the big tree, preparing to set up the offering table, and did not let others help.

Mu Chun pulled out a black pottery bowl from the soil, "Whose broken bowl is this!" ”

He was about to throw his wrist but was tightly held by Mu Ying, Mu Ying grabbed the bowl in his hand and hurriedly wiped it clean with his clothes, looked at the bottom of the bowl and touched the small gap on it, and said happily: "This is my family's bowl, it is my family's bowl, I have used this bowl to eat since I can remember, and I also took it with me when I fled, who would have thought that after 20 years, it could be lost and recovered, it must be God helping me." ”

Mu Ying took the broken bowl into her arms, as if it was a sky-high antique, and suddenly shouted nervously: "Keep digging, maybe you can find my family's shovel for stir-frying." ”

Ma Du said: "I'm afraid this is not easy to find, more than 20 years have passed, and it has long been rusted into iron slag." ”

Mu Ying didn't care about this, regardless of the respect of the marquis, took off his robe, found a shovel, and began to clean up the lush weeds around the old tree, eager to crush all the soil to see if there was iron slag in it.

If Ma Du didn't expect that there was no shovel at all, but he dug up a pair of bones in the soil that was not deep under the turf, Mu Ying, who was originally very excited, didn't know what to do, and he was stunned for a long time and knelt beside the bones, and before he opened his mouth to cry, Ma Du hurriedly covered it: "You told me that you didn't bury your aunt when you were young and went to Fengyang?" This skeleton is obviously buried, and if you cry wrong, it will be a waste of feelings. ”

"This ...... I really didn't bury it back then, but it is also possible that a well-wisher passing by couldn't bear to expose my mother's body and bury it in the wilderness, which was very common at that time. After many years, this person's bones can't speak, is it my mother can't find out at all, you don't care about Xuanzhong, just let me cry happily. ”

Mu Ying pushed Ma Du away and prepared to cry to vent the feelings of longing that had been suppressed in her heart for many years, and it may not matter who the bones were.

Ma Du said angrily: "Whoever told you about bones won't be able to speak, I'm afraid you won't be able to read." ”

The bones are very well preserved, and there are a lot of them, Ma Du carefully cleaned them out, cleaned them with a brush dipped in alcohol, and pieced the bones together in half an hour.

Mu Ying looked apprehensive and asked, "Are you going to take a blood test?" ”

"Yo, you still know that you have to take a blood test, but there is no truth to this statement." Ma Du took the lamp and carefully observed the skeleton and said, "Judging from the degree of corrosion, it has been buried for at least twenty years......

Before Ma Du finished speaking, Mu Ying was already crying, "That's right, it's been twenty-two years since my mother died, mother...... Yes! ”

"Why are you in a hurry, there were more people in the corpse wilderness twenty years ago, and I haven't even said anything about men and women."

"Is that a man or a woman?" Mu Ying suppressed her voice and twitched the back of her son's head, "I don't know what about men and women, what are you howling!" ”

Madu took a ruler and measured the pelvis of the corpse and said, "This is a woman, the pelvis has obviously enlarged and should have given birth, she is not very old, she should be between twenty-two and twenty-eight years old when she dies." ”

"When my mother died, she should have been twenty-five years old!"

Ma Du measured his height again and said, "This woman's height should be between five feet and five feet two inches." ”

This is the most obvious feature, Mu Ying didn't know it, he scratched his head and said: "I don't know this, when I was a child, I thought my mother was very tall anyway, and I don't know how tall it is, in short, it is higher than ordinary women." ”

Madu shook his head and had to find some subtle features, "This woman has an injury on the left side of her jawbone, and a missing back molar. ”

Mu Ying slapped her thigh, "It must have been the winter that carried me to the city to find a doctor and fell on the stone, I remember that my mother lost a tooth, and the swelling on her face took almost a month to subside." He also twisted his body and gestured, "Yes, it's on the left." ”

Madu saw that this method worked, and then looked for subtle features, "Her right forearm seems to be folded, and although it is connected, it is still slightly misaligned. ”

"It was beaten by my father with a rolling pin, and it was picked up by You Fanglangzhong, sometimes it hurts when it rains on a cloudy day."

"There seems to be a scar on the instep of the left foot, but the wound is not deep, and it is almost corroded."

Mu Ying's eyes were red: "Who said that the injury was not deep, it was when I was cutting wheat, I was accidentally thrown with a sickle, and I shed a lot of blood, but my mother didn't beat me." ”

Madu breathed a sigh of relief, "Then what are you still doing in a daze." ”

Mu Ying lay on the bones and cried, as if he was still a living person, it could be seen that there was less sadness in his eyes but more regret, and it was like this if his son wanted to raise but his relatives were not there.

Ma Du rubbed his nose and came from the tent with a sad heart, so he went to his tent, and as expected, he was kicked out by Song Shuang, anyway, he was not in the mood to do anything else today.

found Zhang Wuliu's tent, wiped his body with warm water, and sat on the mat shaking the folding fan in a daze. The night was getting deeper and deeper, and there was no crying in Mu Ying's tent, only the chirping of crickets and the snoring of Zhang Wuliu in her ears.

Suddenly smelling a strange fragrance, I felt that my eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and I yawned and was about to fan the candle next to me, but the curtain was slowly lifted, and a shiny head came in, showing a warm smile at Madu.

Ma Du only felt a chill behind his back, and the fire gun on his waist was empty, and then he remembered that his fire gun was thrown away by himself in the tomb of King Xu, and he wanted to scream but felt that his tongue was hard and his throat was like a ball of cotton, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Shh The big monk put his finger to his lips and gently shushed, "Don't scream, don't disturb people's dreams at night, good boy, stick your tongue out and the poor monk will give you an antidote, it is really an antidote, not a poison." ”

The great monk shoved his fingers as thick as carrots into Ma Du's mouth roughly, and tapped it on his tongue, Ma Du felt a spicy and cool taste rush into his throat, he coughed lightly twice, and the inside of his throat was smooth.

"Don't shout, or the poor monk will break your neck."

"Are the two masters here again to fast? I haven't had dinner yet, so I'd better be early tomorrow. ”

The big monk sneered and said to the second monk: "This kid is quite bold, and he still has the heart to laugh at this time." ”

"It's not that Ben Hou is bold, I know that the two of you don't want to kill me, otherwise they won't help me in Suzhou. But the two of them have special identities, Ben Hou has to be careful, what do you want to do, just draw out the Dao. ”

The great monk sat directly next to Ma Du on the mat, as if he was doing a homely job, and asked with a smile: "Do you know the identity of the two poor monks?" ”

"Hey...... You're not from the White Lotus Sect, don't pretend, I heard your conversation with that little bitch that day. ”

The great monk shook his head, "Then you are mistaken, the poor monk is a member of the Ming Sect." ”

Madu sneered, "Isn't this all the same?" ”

"Three words can be the same as two words, how did you teach arithmetic." The big monk looked like he hated iron but not steel, "Listen, Han Shantong and Liu Futong are the White Lotus Sect, and the poor monks are the Ming Sect. ”

An unquenchable anger welled up in his heart, an old bald donkey who engaged in feudal superstition dared to laugh at Lao Tzu for engaging in science, if it weren't for the disparity in strength, Ma Du wanted to break his bald head.

"What are you staring at the scalp of the poor monk, don't you want to break the poor monk's bald head?"

"What's the matter, Ben Hou just doesn't understand which group of people you are referring to?"

"You kid is quite clever, why don't you have a brain, there are only a few groups of people who rebelled in the Zheng period, and there are a lot of red turbans, but there are only two in the end." He turned his headache and said to the second monk: "Look at how many years it has been, no one has remembered the name of the teacher." ”

The second monk just whispered: "Master, let's be quiet, don't invite people!" ”

As the great monk said, the Red Turban Army at the end of the Yuan Dynasty was a huge force, and any bandits and bandits dared to call themselves the Red Turban Army when they wrapped a piece of red cloth on their heads, but there were indeed only two origins, one was the Dragon and Phoenix Court headed by Han Lin'er, and the other was the Tianwan Kingdom headed by Xu Shouhui who vowed to suppress the Great Yuan. Such as Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Youliang, and Ming Yuzhen are all derived and evolved forces from two families.

Ma Du's eyes widened and asked the great monk, "You...... You shouldn't be Monk Peng, right? ”

The great monk said happily: "It's the poor monk, the apprentice, I didn't expect that there are still people who remember the name of the teacher, and this troubled water in the troubled times at the end of the Yuan Dynasty is finally not in vain!" He turned his head to Ma Du and said solemnly: "You should call the poor monk Patriarch Peng!" ”

Anyone who has watched "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" knows that the Mingjiao Wusan people, and the others don't know whether it's true or not, but Peng Monk Peng Yingyu is indeed there.

Peng Yingyu is not surnamed Peng, when she was ten years old, she was given by her parents to a monk surnamed Peng in the temple, and it is estimated that her family can't eat, so she will find a way to live. Peng Yingyu felt the cruelty of Meng Yuan, and later joined the church to devote herself to the anti-Yuan, because she was proficient in medical skills and preached in the name of practicing medicine, and gathered a lot of believers under her command, known as Patriarch Peng.

The people of the White Lotus Sect like to set up puppets, Han Lin'er is Liu Futong's puppet, Xu Shouhui is Peng Yingyu's puppet, and the great monk in front of him is the person at the helm of Tianwan Kingdom.

What is the evidence? Just look at the names of the national teachers and generals of Tianwan Kingdom, what Zou Pusheng, Ding Pulang, Yang Puxiong, Xiang Puluo, Guo Putian, Ou Puxiang, Chen Puwen, and Zhao Pusheng are all his disciples.

Peng Yingyu is still a habitual offender in the matter of setting up puppets, as early as the fourth year of the Yuan Dynasty, he had an incident in Yuanzhou, and elected his eldest apprentice Zhou Ziwang to be the king of Zhou, carefully calculated that he was earlier than Fang Guozhen's uprising.

Maybe he is really just committed to the anti-Yuan, and has no intention of wealth and power, Liu Futong is still the prime minister, but Peng Yingyu only led the troops to fight in the name of a military division, from Huguang to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, which once captured Hangzhou, turning the two sides of the Yangtze River upside down.

It's a pity that he doesn't recognize Zhu Sheng, no one tells him to "accumulate grain, build a high wall, and slowly become king", no matter how strong the bow is, the arrows will always land, how can such a long battle line end well?

In the end, Peng Yingyu was besieged by the Yuan soldiers in Ruizhou, Jiangxi, and after the city was broken, the city was full of people with almost no life, and there was no news of him since then.

Ma Du's eyes widened and he asked him in disbelief, "Didn't you die in Ruizhou?" ”

Peng Yingyu let out a long sigh, "The people in the city are all dead, but the poor monk was saved by his apprentice and survives to this day." ”

"Why don't you go back to Wuchang, your Tianwan Kingdom was fine at that time, but its strength was weakened by the Yuan army, you can make a comeback!"

Peng Yingyu didn't smile on her face, but she was ashamed, "The poor monks have raised troops against the Yuan several times, just to let the people live a good life, but unfortunately the good days did not come, but they created a lot of evils." The poor monk finally saw clearly, he did not have the ability to calm the world, it was better to let the capable people do it, and watch the changes in the troubled times between the mountains and the wilderness. Sure enough, there are many talents in the world, Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Youliang, Ming Yuzhen, and even Zhang Shicheng can ensure the stability of Jiangnan, and poor monks are not as good as them. ”

"You are self-aware, I don't know if a big man like you should be chatting when he finds Ben Hou's head."

"I was originally looking for you to interrogate, but I was interrogated by you a lot?"

Ma Du waved his hand and said: "Although I respect you for three points, don't forget that you and I have different positions, if it is a secret of the imperial court, I can't tell you!" ”

"An idle marquis, what secrets do you know, just ask you a few private things!" Peng Yingyu looked at the second monk, "Apprentice, if you have something to say, ask him quickly!" ”