When the raft broke through the waves, Miaokong gasped for breath, and the handful in his hand was not released. He let go of his hand in a daze, and a woman beside him glared at him in annoyance, and he tugged at the bun in his hand.

He climbed up on the raft and apologized, "Sin, sin." Offending Xian'e is really an unintentional move. ”

The woman's face flushed, and her eyelids drooped, and she was really in a hurry. He remembered the moment of horror just now, and his hand seemed to grasp something that should not be touched.

It is no wonder that people are angry that he attacked the woman's chest in a panic. Miaokong hung his head and reflected, he shouldn't have shot indiscriminately in order to save his life.

He is still a disciple of Buddhism. Myoka's head hung lower, almost in line with the top of his feet.

This way is in the ups and downs, and occasionally has to go down to the river for a circle. The raft was paddled to the opposite bank. Miaokong thanked his father and continued to move on.

In the past, he lived in the palace and was a high-ranking prince, although he was bullied by his brothers and nephews, but there was no shortage of living expenses for him.

If he hadn't personally participated in it, he would not have been able to understand the difficulties and difficulties of people's livelihood.

Qu Yuan took a long breath to hide his tears and mourn the difficulties of people's livelihood. It is definitely not groundless, he has witnessed too many tragedies of the people's misery, so he is worried about the country and the people and commits suicide in grief and indignation.

This land is mostly hilly, and the yellow-brown land is still withered grass. He walked hungry and thirsty. Thinking about choking in the river to the point of suffocation, he longed for the cold river water.

He swallowed and his lips were chapped. The grass is withering on the loess, and there is a strong northwest wind.

He sat on the ground with his back to the wind and unwrapped his package. The package was taken care of for him by the lady-in-law, with a wooden bowl and a pair of bast shoes.

In fact, there are still dried fruits, and he saw two children staring at them, and took out the dried fruits and gave them to the children.

Leave a few well, thinking of the sweet and sour dried fruit, his saliva secretion is a little faster. He looked in front of him and behind him, there was nothing but withered grass and loess, and it was good to have grass and leaves. You can't eat dirt.

He lay down on his back, and there was no one in the wilderness, and he was alone in the world, as far as his sight could see.

The clouds move freely in the sky, constantly changing shapes. He stared at a cloud to see where he would drift towards. Chasing after him, I felt dizzy, as if I was also moving with the clouds.

He narrowed his eyes and imagined himself turning into a cloud following the footsteps of the wind, coming and going freely.

In a daze, a small voice came, "Mother, mother, save my mother." ”

Myokora sat up, looking for a place where the sound came from, as the twilight haze enveloped the four fields. There seemed to be a man lying on the ground in front of him, and he got up and walked that way.

A young child lay on top of the man, wailing and weeping. When he heard footsteps, he raised his face and looked at the person who came vigilantly and helplessly.

Myokora ran over and knelt beside the man. On the ground was a woman, her eyes closed.

"Save my mother." The child looked at him timidly and begged timidly.

Myoka gripped the woman's wrist, and there was a faint pulse. He didn't know how to help, so his fingers pinched the woman's midriff.

The woman's eyes slowly rolled and she lifted her eyelids. Seeing a monk kneeling beside her, her eyes showed earnestness, and she reached into her arms, tried a few times, and took out an envelope.

Her hand trembled slightly, she lifted the envelope, gasped and said, "Dao Chief, avenge my husband." "Hot e-book

With tears on his face, the boy burst into tears and said, "Mother, mother." ”

He came over on his knees and hugged his mother's neck, and the woman took her son's hand and put it in Miaokong's hand.

"I'll hand it over to the Taoist." The woman's breath faded, and she tilted her head to look at her son.

The boy snuggled his little face into it, and his mother's cheeks grew cold. The cold touch frightened the boy, and he pushed his mother and called her up.

"Mother, don't sleep. You get up, Xun'er is afraid. ”

The woman was unresponsive, she could not respond to her son. The boy burst into tears. Myoka walked over and hugged the boy, and now that the woman has died, leaving the boy behind, Myoka was inexplicably entrusted by the woman.

Miaokong looked at the woman who had lost her breath on the ground, it was difficult for him to do it, he was a lost dog, and Master Zongmi helped him forge his identity and escape.

He had no way to go, and now he was taking a small child with him, a monk with a child, and he knew nothing of the child's origin.

If you don't meet a warm-hearted person, you will sue him to the government as a swindler who abducts and sells children.

The boy was tired of crying and fell asleep in his arms. He opened the envelope, which was a letter of pleading, suing Zhaoyi Jiedu to make Liu Congzhi, buy and sell officials, and the state and county officials clearly marked the price. The children of the wealthy families of merchants can be granted official positions as long as they give money.

In addition, there is also the Liu Congjian family who lends usury to the residents of the prefecture and county, exploits the people, and is insatiable. The evil slaves under him bullied men and women, and Liu Congji's crimes were varied.

The end of the paper is stained with blood, and the writer should be extremely sad and angry in his heart, and the handwriting at the end is bloody, and the glyph cannot be seen. The end of the letter may have been done in a hurry by the writer.

Miaokong looked at the paper, hatred was born from the side of the guts, such a wicked person actually guarded one side, and did evil for many years.

There was a thick pile of paper in his hand, but unfortunately the paper condensed by blood and tears was destined not to reach the heavens. He couldn't have embarked on an unknown path with such a pile of papers.

"I'm sorry, I can't fulfill your last wish." He bowed to the woman's body and apologized.

It is likely that the woman's death was due to this piece of paper. Fight against a gang of evil forces on your own, and the results can be imagined.

"I'm sorry, I can't fulfill your last wish, but I will do everything I can to protect your orphans." He bowed again to the woman's body.

This woman's actions are very admirable, a strong and righteous woman. Miaokong looked at the toddler in his arms, and the toddler sobbed from time to time in his sleep.

"Xun'er, your name is Xun'er, right? Poor child. "Miaokong adjusts his position so that the child can lie down more comfortably.

Myokora curls up and warms the child with her body heat. Occasionally, the boy woke up in a daze, crying for his mother. Myoka stood up and walked back and forth.

He was hungry and cold, but now he was so focused on the boy that he forgot about his hunger and cold.

He didn't know how he survived this night, the boy woke up hungry and cold in the middle of the night, no matter how Miaokong coaxed him, the boy just insisted on finding his mother.

The wind howls in the dark night, and his mother has gone to another world. Miaokong's persuasion was fruitless, and he was so angry that he really wanted to slap the boy a few times and wake up the boy.

But he was a young child, and there was no reason to talk to him. The soft ones don't work, the hard ones don't work, and Miaokong can't bear to let the boy cry sadly.

His whole body was stunned by this little monster of unknown origin that he picked up halfway.