Li Dalang's house is in the innermost part of the village, and there is a large area of scorched earth on the ridge behind the house, and it can be vaguely seen that the overwhelming wildfire once burned close at hand, and it was dangerously and dangerously extinguished.

Several village women walked out of it with a full porridge jar, the air was filled with a faint aroma of artichoke, and some people saw Hu Bugui standing on the edge of the ridge and looking at the distant mountains, whispering about where this noble person came from.

It's just that this noble man looks young, his back is long and straight, and he has a posture of not being angry and arrogant, this group of village women who love to chew their tongues and talk about gossip on weekdays don't dare to come forward to disturb, and the birds disperse quietly.

Hu Bugui waited for these aunts to be gone, and then entered Li Dalang's house, the small courtyard was full of farm tools, and there were some medicine baskets and hoes, etc., all of which were moistened for many years, obviously the owner cherished them very much, and put them under the eaves to avoid the rain, and they were not wet at all.

Smoke curls on the roof of the hall, obviously the house is a hot pot, and the light smoke brings some warmth to this rainy weather.

This scene was a bit new to the city boy Hu Bugui, and for a moment, a question arose in his mind, this rain kept falling, wouldn't it come down from the chimney and extinguish the fire on the stove.

He shook his head slightly, put these useless thoughts behind him, and raised his voice to say, "Is anyone there?"

"Yes. ”

The voice of the reply was hoarse, and it was a boy who was in the stage of voice change, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

The boy wore a fat gray and green shirt and pants, and the black cloth filial piety hoop on his arm was very dazzling, and his eyebrows and eyes were quite similar to Li Dalang.

He looked at Hu Bugui in surprise, with a puzzled look on his still somewhat childish face, and asked, "Big brother, you are here to ask for porridge to drink, and there happens to be some in the pot." ”

"No, are you Li Dalang's son, Brother Qi?" Hu Bugui is a little strange, he shouldn't look like a bad person, right? Why does this kid seem to be afraid of him?

"I am, may I ask the eldest brother what is the matter with you?" Brother Qi nodded yes, his expression of vigilance and fear increased unabated, and he replied in a low voice.

"Have you ever seen this old man named Hua Tuo?"

Hu Bugui thought about it for a while, called up the Hua Tuo portrait scroll obtained from Tongtian Immortal Sect, and unfolded it to show him.

When Brother Qi asked, he just glanced at the scroll quickly, his voice trembled slightly, and he quickly replied: "I haven't seen it!"

This kid must have hidden something in his heart, and when he looked at the portrait, it was less than three seconds, how could he say with certainty that he hadn't seen it.

Hu Bugui was inexplicably a little anxious, but his eyes swept over Brother Qi's filial piety, and after all, he didn't ask questions, and said gently: "I want to ask for a bowl of porridge to drink." ”

This porridge should be the Li family's 'ancestral' artichoke flour bricks, which are boiled after being disassembled and broken, and the taste is very difficult to swallow, just food that can satisfy the stomach, and it also has a subtle smell of stale and dusty earth.

Hu Bugui only tasted one bite, and felt that his mouth was full of lingering strange taste, so he transferred a bottle of mineral water from the space, unscrewed the cap and rinsed his mouth, put the bowl down and stopped drinking.

Unexpectedly, Brother Qi, who was silently paying attention to his every move, had a tense look, and when he saw the mineral water bottle, he was suddenly relieved, and asked in a lost voice: "You are the fairy master that Shuang'er has been thinking about and mentioning, right?"

The title of Lord Immortal reminded Hu Bugui of the little Lori Yushuang who was only a teenager and dressed in red, sighed, and said, "Yes, you haven't seen me, how can you recognize me?"

Brother Qi ran into the back room, took out a bottle of mineral water that was already a little worn out, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said: "This is what my sister left, it is exactly the same as the bottle in your hand, my father once said that you have the grace of rebuilding in my whole family, please accept Brother Qi's worship." ”

"Get up. Did your father and sister go missing in the fire?"

Unexpectedly, he was recognized in this way, Hu Bugui stepped forward and hugged him, and specially asked about Li Dalang and Yushuang.

Brother Qi refused to get up, and slammed his head on the ground again, and then raised his head with blood dripping from his forehead, and said with a crying voice: "Lord Immortal, please help Brother Qi find his father and sister!"

Hu Bugui first dragged him up, looked at the wound on his forehead and saw that the wound was not serious, took out a medical kit, took Aner iodine and a medical cotton swab to detoxify him, and used a band-aid to glue the broken place, and then said: "If you have anything to say, don't hide it." ”

Brother Qi didn't care about the injury on his forehead, pointed to the scroll of Hua Tuo's portrait and said: "I know that this is an old immortal, at that time, the sky was full of fires all over the mountains, and the people in the village ran out, the weather was dry, and the fire became more and more vigorous, and the whole village was about to be burned down." ”

He said that if he continued like this, he didn't know how many lives would be ruined, and he took out a yellow paper talisman from his bosom and recited the words, and the heavy rain began to fall like a scoop. ”

"The rain just started, and my father and I didn't have time to be happy, and there was thunder and lightning in the sky, and the old fairy changed his face, saying what kind of thunder is it, let's avoid it quickly. ”

And he turned and walked into the distance, which was very frightening, and the thunder seemed to have been following him, and with each split he trembled, and his steps became slower and slower, until at last he fell to the ground, and lay there motionless, and the fire was on fire, and the rain could not be extinguished. ”

"My father and sister both said that he was a lifesaver, and ran over to save him regardless of the danger, and I heard that there was a fire on the person's body, which could not be extinguished, and I had to cover it with a wet quilt, so I hurried back to the house to get it. ”

"Then I heard a great thunder that shook the earth, and when I ran out again, my father, my sister, and the old doctor were gone, and I only picked it up on the ground. ”

Brother Qi tearfully took out a white stone from the place close to his arms and handed it over, sobbing and said: "I heard that only sinners can be thundered, how can such a good old immortal be beaten by thunder?"

"My father is a well-known good person, and my sister is a little girl who has never even been crushed to death by an ant, how can they be punished together?"

The young man's words were simply soul torture, Hu Bugui was speechless, he listened to the scene before Hua Tuo disappeared, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable in his heart, took the stone and shook it, his hand was heavy, and he asked the fairy in the book in his mind: "What is this?"

"This is a reading stone, you can save a piece of divine thought, I think it is Hua Tuo Immortal Master who left something to say. ”