Dongfu woke up slowly. When he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of anxious eyes staring at him. In his hand, he also holds a bowl of ginseng soup. "I'm ...... Where? Dongfu was confused for a moment. Sanshenhua's eyes turned red, and she said softly, "You're awake!" ”

Dongfu suddenly remembered the scene when he fainted. Loud noise...... Firelight...... "What about ......Master?" What about my master? Dongfu sat up abruptly and asked hurriedly and loudly. Sanshenhua looked at him sadly and did not answer. A fear that had never been felt before instantly attacked Dongfu, he only felt his head buzzing, and suddenly jumped up from the bed, the huge soreness in the bones of his whole body made him almost fall to the ground in pain, Sanshenhua hurriedly came to help him, Dongfu grabbed her hand tightly, and asked in a trembling voice, "Where is my master?" Where is my master? Is it in the next room? He must be fine! He must be fine! ”

He shook the hand of the ginseng flower vigorously, and the ginseng flower let him shake it, but he didn't answer, but the tears couldn't be suppressed, and they rolled down one by one and dripped on Dongfu's hand. Dongfu shivered as if he had been frozen suddenly, and looked up in disbelief at the tears that fell from the scattered ginseng flowers, and sank in a moment like a dead silence. Dongfu suddenly roared like a beast: "No–––! ”

Mrs. San hurriedly walked in, followed by Baoding, Cuicui, and Xing'er with red eyes. Mrs. San walked in front of her, picked up Dongfu, who was kneeling on the ground, and put his head in her arms, but she couldn't help but shed tears and said sadly: "Dongfu, don't be too sad. We must avenge the master. You have to take care of your body before you can avenge the master! ”

Dongfu looked up from Mrs. San's arms. The great grief made his eyes bloodshot all at once, and his expression looked a little dull. Sanshenhua was a little worried, and called softly: "Dongfu! Dongfu clenched his fists, the bone joints clicked, and he choked up for a while: "I want to go back to the temple, I want to accompany the master!" ”

Cuicui heard Dongfu say "in the temple", and couldn't help but sobbed softly again. Sanshenhua'er's eyes immediately turned red again, and she glanced at Mrs. Sanhua with some embarrassment. Mrs. San sighed and said to Sanshenhua: "You and Xing'er can accompany him." ”

Uncle Zhong drove the carriage over, and Sanshenhua helped Dongfu up. Dongfu sat in the car as if he had changed into a different person, his eyes fixed on the front, and he didn't say a word. Sanshenhua gently took his hand, but he didn't seem to feel anything at all.

When the carriage arrived at the entrance of the village, a group of villagers came around, Dongfu got off the carriage, and the blacksmith Zhang only shouted: "Dongfu", and choked up, and sister-in-law Wang and sister-in-law Zhang immediately shed tears. Dongfu didn't say a word and walked straight up the mountain.

When I arrived at the top of the mountain, I saw a piece of loess roots and rubble, and I could see the half trace of the quiet and quiet Dongfu Temple in the past! In the past, it was the outer courtyard of Tofukuji Temple, and four or five huge earthen kang were blown out, like a few giant eyes without eyeballs, looking up at the low and gloomy sky hideously, which made people shudder. The lush branches of the big tree that Dongfu was hit by have been blown to only half of it, and the traces left after the explosion are still vivid.

Blacksmith Zhang followed behind Dongfu and wept uncontrollably: "We found you in the gravel pile under this tree, and you were buried so that only one hand was exposed!" Master he...... Master he...... Already...... The flesh is blurred! Blacksmith Zhang couldn't say any more, and cried, Dongfu knelt on the ground, grabbed a handful of loess, and screamed in pain: "Master--------! "The silent valley, echoes, and a few mournful crows are heard. But where is there still the kind voice of the amiable and lovely treasure master like a loving father. Dongfu finally believed that his dear master had left him forever, and could no longer hold it back, so he threw himself to the ground, howling and crying bitterly.

The ginseng flowers and villagers who followed behind them also sobbed, and on the small hill, the cool and swishing mountain breeze blew, as if they were also crying and mourning with everyone! Poor Dongfu, an orphan who had never seen his father and mother since he was born, lost his master who loved him the most in such pain!

Dongfu cried for a long time, and Blacksmith Zhang finally couldn't help it, went over to help him, and choked up: "Child, people can't be resurrected after death." You have to mourn! We buried the remains of the master in the forest behind, you go and put on a stick of incense! ”

Dongfu followed Blacksmith Zhang to the back mountain. A small mound of loess, since then, has separated him from the Yin and Yang of the Treasure Master! Dongfu knelt down in front of the grave with a thud. Sister-in-law Zhang handed over three pillars of incense. Dongfu had no more tears, took the incense, kowtowed respectfully three times, put the incense on the ground, and muttered to himself: "Master, if you don't push me, you will never be able to escape this catastrophe!" When the villagers next to him heard this, they sighed again.

Blacksmith Zhang said: "In the ruins outside the temple, we also found a bandit who was injured by the explosion but did not escape, and he has been sent to the government, I only hope that the government can severely punish these wicked people!" Dongfu just knelt fixedly, his eyes were red, and he was silent. Blacksmith Zhang wants to pull him up, where can he pull it! I had to wipe a handful of tears and said, "Dongfu, you have to take care!" "Turn around and slowly descend the mountain. The chaos and misfortune of one after another made this peasant man who struck iron seem to have aged five or six years overnight.

Seeing this, the rest of the villagers persuaded them on the side. I didn't see Dongfu get up, so I had to sobb secretly, wiped my tears and slowly returned to the village. The mountains gradually calmed down. Only the scattered ginseng flowers and apricots were left to accompany Dongfu.

After a long time, Sanshenhua walked in front of Dongfu, and was about to speak, Dongfu suddenly raised his head, glanced at Sanshenhua with a pair of red and swollen eyes, and said softly: "The mountain breeze is cool, you and Xing'er should go down the mountain first." I'm going to be here, and I'm going to be with Master. ”

Sanshenhua knew that he was sad in his heart, and he would never get up for a while, so he nodded and whispered, "You come back early." After going down the mountain, I asked Uncle Zhong to wait in the village, and then I walked back to the town with Xing'er and Xing'er slowly.

Dongfu knelt alone in front of the grave of the treasure master. The mountain wind was blowing in gusts, and Dongfu couldn't afford to kneel for a long time. Even so, how can the figure of the master be recalled?

"Master, Master!" Dongfu called out in a voice as sad as an out-of-body soul, and buried his head deep in the loess in front of him in pain.

A pair of warm hands slapped heavily on Dongfu's shoulder. Dongfu raised his head and met Chen Ziliang's gentle and resolute eyes. "Brother Chen!" Dongfu only called out, as if he had seen a loved one, choked up, and his eyes were blurred with tears again.

"I'm sorry! Big brother is late! Chen Ziliang helped Dongfulai up. Holding his hand tightly, he said, "I heard that Tofukuji Temple was bombed, and when you rushed here, you were rescued by the villagers." I've been waiting for you in this forest for a day! ”

Dongfu wiped a handful of tears, Chen Ziliang hugged him tightly and said, "Brother! You can't be resurrected from the dead! A manly man, there is revenge for injustice, and revenge for revenge! Dongfu clenched his fists, and fire erupted in his eyes: "I must ask Tang Wuye to pay for his blood debts!" ”

Chen Ziliang pulled him: "Go, follow me to the forest!" Dongfu did not hesitate at all, and followed Chen Ziliang to go. At this moment, he had only one thought: I want to avenge my master!