The fire was finally extinguished by the burning of all the combustible things and the toss of the people.

The villagers carefully searched the fire site and found no traces of casualties. So, in a sigh and a prayer to a few beggars, he went.

The north wind was still whimpering, and Feng'er and Ah Niu were shivering in the cold wind, their thin bodies shivering.

Master Chen took out the clothes from the package and draped them over Feng'er and Ah Niu's bodies.

"Brother Feng'er, Brother Feng'er!" suddenly a thin figure shouted beside the temple.

Master Chen perked up and clenched the long knife in his hand.

"Don't move, if he dares to come near me, I'll chop him up. Master Chen whispered.

"Brother Feng'er, Brother Feng'er!" shouted again, his voice full of anxiety.

Master Chen held the knife in both hands and prepared to rush out.

"Wait! Master Chen, it seems to be Du Ling. Feng'er grabbed the corner of Master Chen's clothes.

"Du Ling, is that the little boy named Hanako who was beaten?" asked Master Chen.

"Yes. Feng'er said.

"Didn't she go home with her father? Why did she come back?" Niu muttered.

"Who knows. Feng'er said.

"Brother Feng'er, Brother Feng'er!" the shouts became more urgent, followed by a whining cry.

"Du Ling, I'm here. Feng'er shouted.

"Brother Feng'er!" Du Ling heard the shout and ran over quickly.

"Ah Ling!"

"Brother Feng'er, are you all right?" Du Ling took Feng'er's hand and looked left and right, his eyes flashing.

"We're fine......"

"Uncle Lim, he ......"

"My dad was killed......"

"Uncle Lin!" Du Ling cried.

"Feng'er, we have to find a place to bury your father before dawn, and then make plans. Master Chen said.

"Everything is arranged by Master Chen," Feng'er said.

"Okay, after ten miles of travel, we will arrive at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, and we will bury the old man there. Master Chen said.

"Hmm"......

............

Feng'er used his bloodied hands to cultivate the last handful of soil for the old beggar's grave. Then he threw himself on the grave and wept profusely.

The survivors survive, and the dead are gone.

Feng'er can't forget the old beggar's voice and appearance, as if he is still gently stroking his head, and all the years of suffering are free and easy.

The rice bag is full of waning moon in the evening, and the song board sings in the wind in late autumn. Kick the dust world with two feet, and pick up the sorrows of the past and the present with one shoulder.

Feng'er cried so darkly that Ah Niu's eyes were red and swollen from crying. Du Ling was like a tearful man.

Master Chen sighed and said, "Feng'er, don't cry, the sky is already bright, let's rush to the town in front of us, discuss it after eating, and what to do in the future."

Feng'er stopped crying with sobbing, kowtowed a few times in front of the grave, followed Master Chen step by step, and left the cemetery.

With it early, Feng'er's mood stabilized a lot.

"Ah Ling, didn't your father say that he wouldn't beat you?, why did you come back again?" asked Feng'er.

After I returned, he and his stepmother locked me in the house, and in the afternoon they signed a deed of sale with Wang Yuanwai, intending to buy me clothes and go to Wang Yuanwai's house the next day. Taking advantage of their inattention, I took off the threshold and climbed out. I saw a fire in the temple from afar, and I was worried about you. Du Ling said.

"Manly man, how can you go back on your word?" Feng'er couldn't understand.

"When a man is obedient to a woman, he has no brains. Du Ling said.

"Go back, after all, you have a home, you see that we are displaced now, this time, I am afraid I will never look back. "The wind is a little sad.

"No!" Du Ling said resolutely, "Where you go, where I follow, anyway, begging for food." If you don't let me follow, I will go by myself, even if I die, I will not go to the king's house. ”

............

"O hard-working child, since you have made up your mind, it doesn't hurt to follow us, as long as we have something to eat, you will definitely not starve. Master Chen spoke.

"It was a girl, Uncle Lin said that men and women do not kiss. Ah Niu grabbed it and said.

"This ......," Master Chen hesitated.

"Master Chen, if I don't recognize you as my father-in-law, I will serve your old man like my own daughter in the future. Du Ling's heart came quickly and came up with a compromise solution.

"This ...... It's not ...... like this," Master Chen ran out of ideas.

"Father-in-law, please accept Ling'er's worship!"

After Du Ling finished speaking, he kowtowed three times on the ground.

"Hahaha"

The scene was a great joy.

"Feng'er, Ah Niu, do you still have relatives and friends to throw yourself in?" Master Chen asked.

"I am an abandoned baby, Ah Niu is an orphan, and when my father leaves, there are no relatives in this world. Feng'er said abruptly.

"In that case, you can go back to your hometown with me. To tell you the truth, I am a native of Caozhou, Yanzhou, Shandong, and I first worked in Jinyiwei and was a school captain. Because of dissatisfaction with the dictatorship of the Yan family and his son, he returned to his hometown to sell his art on the streets, and it is also our fate to meet and meet you this time. Master Chen said.

"I just want to avenge my father and kill those thieves. "The wind grinds its fists.

"A gentleman takes revenge, he must judge the situation and not make fearless sacrifices.

I've seen your martial arts routines, and they are indeed unfathomable, recruiting people to death, but the basic skills are not enough, and the strength is insufficient. As long as you practice the basic skills, given time, there is no problem at all in taking revenge. If you don't dislike it, I will take you as an apprentice, teach you the basic skills and Dafa, and combine your boxing routine, after a few years, I dare not say that martial arts are world-famous, at least I can cross the rivers and lakes. Master Chen said.

Feng'er hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Chen, Feng'er is willing to worship you as a teacher, but there is one thing to ask for. ”

"Say!"

"Before my father's revenge was avenged, we only studied art with you, and we still became our beggars, not making a living from performing arts. Wait for the revenge to be avenged, whether it is a beggar or an art, all at your old man's command. ”

"Good boy, for the sake of your teacher, the husband walks between heaven and earth, and he should be happy to take revenge.

"Master is above, please bow to the apprentice!" Feng'er knelt on the ground.

"I also worship Master!" Ah Niu also knelt on the ground.