Chapter 2 crossed?

The two sides of the temple are full of pleasant white orchids, and the faint fragrance of flowers permeates the surroundings of the temple, attracting a few butterflies to fly and spin. However, this situation and this scene could not make the villagers gathered in front of the Taoist temple happy. After discussing together, everyone decided to bury the little beggar in front of this Taoist temple, because they didn't know where he came from, so they were the relatives of the little beggar before he left. Everyone hung their heads slightly and mourned silently.

As soon as the noon sounded, the little beggar who was helped by everyone to change into a new dress was ready to be buried, and he was still wearing brand-new patterned cloth shoes on his feet.

"Well, the time is up, and all the little babies who are not yet thirteen years old turn their heads. Now buried. The elders in the village couldn't help but sigh when they looked at the sun, after all, it was rare to leave at such a young age. There is a custom in the town that children under the age of thirteen are not allowed to watch people's funerals, for fear that they will be frightened or see something else.

Four strong men gathered around the body of the little beggar on a straw mat, nodded to each other, and then began to carry the body into the dug pit, and began to fill it with a shovel. Widow Liu stood next to her and kept crying, her body twitching slightly from her wet eyes, obviously very sad. Widow Liu was widowed as soon as she got married and has been living on her own. Until the arrival of the little beggar broke the peace in her heart, in the process of continuous contact, she loved the child more and more, and usually kept coming to the temple to sort out things for the little beggar, and even proposed the idea of adopting the child, but the little beggar refused to give up. Occasionally, sobbing sounds could be heard from the surrounding crowd.

Widow Liu's tear ducts couldn't be stopped, and the emotional memories of her thoughts came to her heart, and she couldn't help but kneel down and cry. Seeing the little beggar being buried little by little, I was heartbroken. Suddenly, I saw the fingers of the little beggar's right hand move slightly. Widow Liu was even more sad, yes, she had taken the child's hand and instructed carefully, and then thought of the child's serious face when he listened, what a good child this is.

Wait! Widow Liu froze! She just saw something! Yes, the little beggar's finger moved! Was it an illusion! She looked back at the villagers around her, and she was dazzled? Widow Liu's sobbing voice lowered a little and looked at the corpse. The little beggar, who had been half-buried, turned pale. Widow Liu's heart ached again. Suddenly, she saw the little beggar's fingers move again!

"Move, move, move, move, I, I see him move!" Widow Liu suddenly shouted loudly and excitedly.

In the atmosphere of whimpering and sobbing all around, the sudden high sentence interrupted everyone's thoughts, and the Li butcher, who reacted, stepped forward and gently patted her shoulder and comforted:

"The daughter-in-law of the Liu family, we want to mourn, we have to live better when people are gone, the little beggar will see it in the sky・・・・・・" After speaking, I felt a little sad.

"No! No, I really saw him move! really! Woo~~ He really moved..." "Stop, stop!" The excited Widow Liu couldn't help but say excitedly, and stood up excitedly to stop the four middle-aged people who were filling in the soil.

"Oh, don't get excited, the daughter-in-law of the Liu family, you can send this baby quietly!" one person stopped the shovel and persuaded.

"No! He, he really moved! Look at you! She's moving! Look, everyone!" said Widow Liu, she looked into the grave, not knowing whether it was tears or delusions, she seemed to see the little beggar's fingers moving again.

When the villagers saw Widow Liu like this, they sighed slightly in their hearts and looked into the grave. However, after a few moments, there was a deathly silence all around, and the sound of shoveling earth stopped. Hearing the strange little babies, they ran forward and looked into the grave...

"Sigh・・・・・・" The inhalation sound around him rose and fell, and his face revealed a strange expression.

I saw that the palm that had been pale stretched out from the grave, and the palm of the hand buckled on the edge of the grave. His shriveled lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Seeing this, Widow Liu was sure that it was indeed the little beggar who was moving. Feeling both contradictory and excited, he hurriedly ran up and grabbed the hand of the little beggar's grave, and shouted:

"Baby, you're not dead! Wake up, baby, look at Aunt Liu!" After speaking, a lot of tears fell.

"Oh, why are you still crying! If you don't hurry up, let's carry him up first!" The surrounding villagers woke up from the shock and quickly replied.

"Hey, I'm not happy because I'm happy!" Widow Liu smiled happily.

The four strong men slowly lifted the little beggar up, and the surrounding villagers still felt that it was unbelievable that the man who had been dead for a few hours had actually been resurrected! It was incredible! The people with a deep sense of surprise all gathered around and looked at the little beggar. At this moment, I saw the little beggar's dry lips move, and his right hand stretched out, whimpering and trying to say something.

"This baby can't be thirsty, hurry up, who is it, Xiao Mazi, go and get a bowl of water. Seeing this, an elder immediately said to a child next to him.

Soon, the water brought was slowly poured into the little beggar's mouth under everyone's comfort. After seeing the little beggar's expression eased a little, everyone rushed to ask:

"Little beggar, how are you feeling now?"

"Hahaha, this baby has a big life, and he was almost buried, thanks to Widow Liu. ”

"Baby, wake up, everyone has come to see you, wake up"

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"Okay, everyone, be quiet, don't make noise about the child, let him rest well. The white-bearded elder with wide eyes said. Everyone also began to quiet down, looking at this hard-working child.

A moment later, a somewhat hoarse voice came from the middle of the crowd.

"What is this place, how am I here?" muttered the little beggar, as his eyes, which had not been seen for a long time, opened slightly, and he looked even more confused as he looked at the crowd around him. He didn't know that this was the Aoki Continent, not Huaxia, and no one could understand his words.

"What? What is this baby talking about? it won't be stupid, will it?" The people around looked at each other, not understanding what the little beggar said.

The little beggar's sluggish expression condensed slightly after a while, because he could clearly see that the crowd around him was wearing ancient costumes similar to those of the Tang Dynasty! What? Could it be that he was filming? With a faint pain in his head, he couldn't think of anything for the time being, and he wanted to pat his head but found that he was so weak that he couldn't even raise his hands.

When the people around saw the little beggar like this, they all knew that the little beggar might be caused by not eating for a long time and not moving his body. Enthusiastic, they carried the little beggar back to the Taoist temple and left the little beggar with some food to eat, and then they left, only Widow Liu stayed down to take care of him and rest.

And our little beggar was confused at this time, his eyes were blank, he was stunned, his soul seemed to be withdrawn from his body, and he lay weakly on the bed. Widow Liu, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, was both distressed and happy when she saw this, at least the child was still there.