Long Ziyan got up and patted the soil on his body, "Longgang, what do you think?" ”

"What else can I think, just like a normal child, if it's not serious, it's just embarrassing." Long Gang's face turned red as he spoke.

"That's good, you have a good rest, I'll come to Zi Kite, don't worry, I'll come to see you in a few days." Long Ziyan went out of the room and went home.

Long Ziyan, who was originally going to see Mingzu, hesitated on the way home with a sad face like a goose walking duck, stepping into a puddle of stagnant water, and ignoring the muddy water seeping into his shoes.

In this way, Long Ziyan, whose legs were like lead, stepped onto the pontoon bridge on the way home, this time he was not as full of infinite curiosity as usual, and a person walked on the other side of the pontoon.

"Brother Zijing," Purple Kite waved to Long Ziyan, "I'm looking for you." ”

It was the purple kite, and the dragon eyes shook his whole body, cheered up, and waved to the purple kite with a smile.

Purple Kite walked in front of her, "Brother Zijing, are you still sick yet, why are you listless?" I just went to your house to look for you. ”

"Is there one? I probably didn't sleep well last night, by the way, what are you looking for me? ”

"Thank you for saving me yesterday, I'm here to thank you."

"That's it, it's nothing, it's all what I should do, don't thank me, and do you remember that something fell into the cave in Longgang?"

"Remember, it's a green thing, what's wrong?"

"Don't talk about this matter outside, this is Uncle Long's talisman to Longgang, if Uncle Long knows that Longgang has lost something, he will definitely beat Longgang, don't you want Longgang to be beaten, right?"

The purple iris shook like a wave drum, "I don't want to." ”

"Don't say anything if you don't want to, you know, do you have anything else to say?"

"No, you should pay more attention to your body!"

"You too, go home quickly, don't catch a cold."

"I'm going back." The purple kite ran past Long Ziyan, bringing a gust of breeze.

Long Ziyan turned his head to watch the purple kite leave, and opened his mouth to stop the purple kite, but the purple kite's figure became farther and farther away, as if it could not be touched.

Time is like an arrow urging people to grow old, time is like a horse chasing a teenager, and in the next four years, the three of them rose up with a rooster and practiced hard, just to inherit the family art and inherit the family agreement.

Four years later, in the evening, the family was celebrating Long Ziyan's eighteenth birthday.

"Zijing, today is your eighteenth birthday, and Dad wishes you a happy birthday and grow up."

"Thank you Dad! Pour you a cup of tea. ”

"Don't rush to thank you yet, Dad has another gift for you." Father Long took out a brocade box and handed it to Long Ziyan, "Open it and take a look." ”

Long Ziyan opened the brocade box, there was a worn-out ancient book inside, and said in horror, "It's "The Legend of the Dragon Bag"!" Daddy you? ”

"Don't worry, you have grown up, so many years of hard work Dad can also see it, you are already a qualified heir, this ancestral "Dragon Bag Biography" can be taught to you, you are now officially the sixty-sixth generation of the Long family's feng shui master, you will have to exercise diligently in the future, you are the pillar of our three skills."

"Got it, Dad, I'll work hard, and I will support the pillars of this family in the future, and you can rest."

"Just have this heart, in the future, the cooperation of the three of you will be you, Longgang, Mingzu, our three old guys should also slowly quit, and if you have a child in the future, you must teach him well and teach him."

"Isn't it too early, Dad, I'm just an adult." Long Ziyan muttered, "You eat first, I'll bring some cake to Longgang to eat, and I'll be back soon." ”

Long Ziyan happily ran to Longgang's house with his cake in his hand, and saw the smoke rising from Longgang's house from a distance, and the raging flames unscrupulously expanded its minions, trying to cover all the places of Longgang's house under its rule.

The panicked dragon eyes dropped the cake in his hand and rushed out of the door, shouting, the crackling sound of burning bamboo, all the noisy sounds twisted in this fire, the sense of terror and helplessness was infinitely amplified, and the red light burning in the darkness was like a call signal from death.

"Longgang, Uncle Long, you are not inside! Come on! Help me! Longgang! Longgang! Long Ziyan tried to shout outside the door, but there was no answer, in a hurry, Long Ziyan jumped into the stream in front of the door to wet his clothes, kicked open the gate and ran into the yard.

The fire had spread to all the rooms, and the windows outside the doors were all covered by flames, and the dragon had no regard for danger and rushed into the house.

"Longgang, where are you? Answer me! The roof kept falling burned wooden sticks, a fire stick smashed on Long Ziyan's back, smashing Long Ziyan to the ground, Long Ziyan endured the pain and pushed away the wooden stick on his body, and looked up to see a thick tree trunk on the opposite ground pressing two people.

Long Ziyan lay on the ground and crawled over, the people lying down were Uncle Long and Aunt Long, and pushed the trunk away, but the trunk was too heavy to push away, Long Ziyan slapped Uncle Long's face, "Uncle Long, wake up, how are you?" Wake up? Long Ziyan looked down and found that Uncle Long had several knife wounds on his body, his heart had stopped beating and he was not breathing, Long Ziyan looked at Aunt Long next to him again, and found that like Uncle Long, there were also several knife wounds on his body.

At this time, the raging fire seemed to be crazy, scurrying around with the wind, devouring everything unscrupulously, and the red flame was like an arrogant painter, with the brush in his hand, painting everything he went black.

"Longgang." Long Zi's eyes flashed quickly in his mind, and he looked for it frantically in the room, silently reading without listening to his mouth: "Longgang, Longgang, Longgang!" ”

The swirling smoke struck with a bloody mouth, with thick smoke and scorching heat, mixed with the wanton whistling sound and the rattling sound of suffocating gases burning rapidly, as if the heavens and the earth were also allowed to let go of this gushing outburst.

Long Ziyan's eyes were so smoked that his eyes kept crying, his already wet clothes were also dried by the hot air, and he couldn't find any trace of Longgang in all the rooms.

I don't know how long it took for Long Ziyan to wake up, the person was lying on the other side of the bamboo bridge, and the people who came and went around carried buckets to put out the fire, the fire had been extinguished, and the sky illuminated by the firelight had returned to a deathly silence.

The former Lin family's small courtyard has become a ruined wall, the former water and bamboo show have become purgatory on earth, the bamboo bridge that was flat and smooth in the past has broken and soaked in the stream at this time, and the laughter and laughter of the weekdays have become eternal separation.

Long Zi looked at the ruins, recalled Longgang who was still playing together during the day, couldn't say a word, sat down on the ground, and Long Dad, who was fighting the fire, walked to his side, "Dad, you ...... Have you seen Longgang? I couldn't find him, I just dreamed that he was calling me. ”

Father Long was silent, and shook his head at Long Ziyan, Long Ziyan suddenly stood up and ran to the house with only the ruins left, "Lie to me, you are lying to me, Longgang must still be inside, he is waiting for me to save him, I want to save him, I want to save him!" ”

Dad Long put down the bucket in his hand and hugged Long Ziyan tightly, "Longgang is no longer there, you are sober and sober, he has left you, forever." ”

"You lied to me, I don't believe it, we agreed to go out of the mountains together and go outside to see, this is our agreement, Longgang will not break the contract, he is still alive, let go of me, I want to save him."

"Smack", Dad Long slapped Long Ziyan, Long Ziyan fell to the ground, and Dad Long hugged Long Ziyan to comfort: "Cry out, just cry out, it's over, everything will pass, don't be afraid, Dad is here." ”

Facing his father's arms, Long Zi's eyes couldn't suppress his sadness, and he hid in his father's arms and cried like rain, and Long Dad patted gently, and tears flowed from his eyes.

Father Long and Uncle Crow helped to take care of the funeral, but Longgang's body was not found, saying that it was burned to ashes in the fire, so a small grave was set up next to Uncle Long's grave, and after that, people kept silent about this matter.

Long Zijing, who didn't want to believe the facts, always came to Longgang's grave again and again, watching quietly, as if none of this had happened.

Whenever I think of Longgang, Long Ziyan will run to Longgang's home, looking at the ruins and broken walls everywhere, full of desolation, the once quiet and prosperous family instantly became a ruin, and the once happy family full of laughter and laughter was broken in an instant, the landslide cracked, the grass and trees were sad, and a goodbye became a farewell.

The so-called ruins, a trace of time, a wilderness of history, are accidental and inevitable, in short, they are just traces of yesterday.