Summary of this chapter: The vision of Qimen Village rains thunder from the sky, and the handsome heavenly master saves the common people.

All year round, it's autumn, and the autumn breeze is bleak.

In the small village of Qimen, there is a group of old people playing chess against each other.

The autumn wind blew through several thatched houses, and the dry and brittle thatch on the surface was laid off, leaving only many rural families worried about winter; The autumn wind blew through the wheat fields, but the spring wheat had been harvested, leaving only scattered wilting wheat with the swaying of the strong grass; The autumn wind blew up the gray sideburns of the old men, and the exposed scalp was still covered with frost-like hair roots.

This group of old people is rain or shine, and even if it is a scorching summer and a cold wind, it will shine at noon every day. In their words (maybe not what they said, the chessboard is engraved), chess opponents, will meet good talents, that Cao Mengde official crossed Yuan Shao when he learned that Xu Yu came to offer advice, this noble prime minister went out barefoot to meet his old friend, we old decay are looking forward to drinking each other, fighting on the chessboard for 300 rounds, the wind and the sun, what's the matter? The latter few sentences were naturally added by them. As for who this Cao Mengde is, they can't say clearly, they just feel that there is this person in their heads. At first, the children waited in front of the saddle, but gradually it evolved into a pot of hot tea waiting at the door of the house, and later it became a dinner on the table, and sometimes there were some leftovers, most of them nothing.

Most of the old people have nothing to eat, never complain about their children's misfortune, go home at night, glance at the dining table and sleep with their clothes. As an elder, he is not open-minded, what kind of demeanor is it!

They think so, their children and grandchildren think so, but some people don't.

As the saying goes, watching chess is not a true gentleman, but this rule seems to be only paid attention to by this group of old people who play chess. It is said that the authorities are confused, the bystanders are clear, and the chess viewers can occasionally point out the mistakes of the old people - but only occasionally, the old people in the chess industry do not know how much better than them - at this time, the old people who have always been kind and easy-going will throw a terrifying eye knife, which means that the chess spectators will take away their hands for the comparison, don't break the rules, this silent reprimand also makes them embarrassed, the thick-skinned ones hide in the crowd and continue to watch the game, and the thin-faced ones will go home at the moment, but the next day it will be correct.

From beginning to end, there was a person who watched chess almost religiously, but his hands were not idle, and he served tea and water to the old people diligently. Since the children of the elderly responded to the sentence "Those who have a good beginning are really complicated, and those who can overcome the end are widowed", that person has always taken on the responsibility of taking care of the elderly.

It stands to reason that a person with the utmost filial piety is highly respected, but if you look closely, he is the only one standing on the left side of the board, and the other side is densely packed with people, and those who are short or obstructed from view would rather stand on tiptoe or even stand on a stone pier to watch the chess rather than share a corner of the vast world with him, and everyone seems to be deliberately avoiding him. The Chu and Han realms that rejected the two camps on the chessboard, looking at it vertically in front of the old man, were just a trickle of one step at a time, but looking at it horizontally in front of the chess watchers, it became a surging river.

Pay attention to the filial piety man who pours tea and water for the old man is only a six-year-old child, the history of the complex sex, a single name and a chong word, the appearance is dignified and solemn, the face is slightly dark, the eyebrows are thick and the eyes are sharp, the immature hair is still up to the neck, and he is dressed in a white dress. The sleeves and hem of the shirt were obviously connected, and the dark green cloth was forcibly pieced together on the white clothes, which looked extremely incongruous. In contrast, he wore a gorgeous and spacious purple robe, which seemed to have been stolen. Step on a pair of cloth shoes embroidered with splendid mountains and rivers. It was as if the world had been held in his palm, and the civil and military wizards were completely trampled under his feet.

Tai Shi Chong's neck hung a string of necklaces, the necklace pendant is actually an angular diamond-shaped stone, the stone is dark purple all around, as if there is a chance to contain the universe, look up, as if you have seen a bottomless hole, giving people a deep sense of secret.

On the day Tai Shi Chong was born, the rolling thunder smashed his family's thatched house. Thinking that it was also autumn, the northwest wind swept the fire and roared towards Tiangang Mountain, and everyone in the village was in danger, and they scattered as birds and beasts. Just as Tai Shi Chong's father, Tai Shi Xiao, was chopping firewood in the mountains, he suddenly saw a mountain fire, hurriedly threw away the firewood axe, jumped down the mountain, and stumbled back to the village.

Fire! Fire on all sides! Tai Shixiao was choked with tears, and when she held up one eyelid and looked, the villagers were almost gone, and only a few misers were left who insisted on rolling up gold and silver to flee for their lives. But when the tongue of fire licked it, it swallowed a few misers like a gluttonous beast, and with a few beeps and a terrible wail, the giant beast spat out a few black charcoals and continued to move forward like a bamboo.

Thick smoke came to his face, and Tai Shixiao was forced to retreat again and again, but he tripped over something he didn't know. He reached out and touched it back, and the clear sense of touch told him it was a human face. He hurriedly leaned over and put two fingers under the man's nostrils. In the heat of the boiling heat, he wasn't sure if it was the man's faint breath that warmed his fingers. Tai Shixiao gritted her teeth, picked up the person and ran in one direction, no matter where she ran. He felt that he had done enough, and that the rest was left to fate.

I don't know how long he ran, but just when Tai Shixiao was about to die, a pair of powerful hands rescued him. I don't know if Tai Shixiao was exhausted and couldn't resist or because he chose to believe in this guide in this maze of fire and obey his strength, in short, he felt like he was being dragged out of the fire by that person like a chicken.

Tai Shi Xiao looked up and found that he was not from the village, and he even dared to say that there were no people like this in the villages and towns within a radius of 100 miles. The man was nine feet long, extremely burly, and there was a heroic air between his eyebrows. He was dressed in a yellow robe embroidered with a pattern resembling a ding. A sword pinned to his waist was a jet-black scabbard depicting golden lines, and the hilt was firmly held in his hand. The gauntlet was again made in the shape of a tripod, with a golden orb on it. Although the sword has not yet been unsheathed, the sword qi has penetrated through the scabbard and approached the sky, as if it is not angry and self-righteous, and the dragon qi that stirs up the nine days is so powerful that people can't raise their heads.

Tai Shixiao didn't dare to look at him anymore, bowed his head and stood respectfully, and even the beautiful words in his mouth were swallowed by him. At this time, Huang Pao had no time to look at him, only to see Huang Pao touch a pill from his cuff and put it into the mouth of the villager rescued by Tai Shixiao, and after a while, the villager's pale face slowly turned rosy. Tai Shixiao noticed. The hands of the yellow robe are covered with calluses, and he does not look like a healer who has rejuvenated his hands.

Tai Shixiao looked at herself, although the clothes she wore before were not luxurious. At least decent, although he works every day at sunrise and sunset, and sweats on the horse, he is also a rare and clean one among the croppers. Now he has a tattered robe, a thousand holes, a dusty face, an embarrassment, and many burns on his body, like unburned firewood in the stove. Tai Shi Xiao estimated that the yellow robe would also use a few leaves of herbs to apply to his wounds, and then praise him for his righteous and courageous actions.

Huang Pao stood up and didn't look at the unconscious material, as if he was very confident in his ability to cure the disease. The yellow robe seemed to see through Tai Shi Xiao's thoughts, and just said lightly: "People who are lying down need more treatment than those who are standing" The voice was not loud, but it penetrated into Tai Shi Xiao's brain, and Tai Shi Xiao felt a chill in his heart and lingered.

Tai Shixiao looked at the back of the yellow robe walking farther and farther away, so he had to carry the villagers with all his strength, and saw that he was already at the end of the crossbow, and his heart was more than enough but his strength was insufficient.

"He'll go on his own!" The voice of the yellow robe floated in, and Tai Shixiao sat on the ground together with the villagers as if he had been unburdened with a thousand catties.

At this time, the villagers slowly opened their eyes, just opposite the eyes of Tai Shixiao, who was pressed under him, through each other's eyes, Tai Shixiao saw the interrogation-like eyes of the villagers, staring at him hairy, he pushed the villagers away and stood up uncomfortably, turning his face sideways and not wanting to look at him. From beginning to end, the villagers failed to read the slightest sadness in Tai Shixiao's eyes.

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" The villager asked.

"What?" Tai Shi Xiao turned his head in surprise. He didn't know how to answer this kind of brainless question, and he didn't understand what the villagers meant by the discomfort.

The two looked at each other again, and the villagers once again showed a creepy gaze, and this time, Tai Shixiao did not escape. No one noticed that the yellow robe in the distance was walking back.

The villagers hesitated for a long time before they made up their minds and said, "Do you remember your lady who was about to give birth?" ”

Tai Shixiao was shocked, anxiously looking at the fire, the fire was still fierce, as if the evil qi that had accumulated for many years was about to burst out today, and Qimen Village had become a crematorium for countless unjust souls.

The villager said quietly: "When you went up the mountain today, your wife had a difficult birth, and the doctors and midwives of the whole village went to help, and your wife gave birth to the child with her last breath, and as soon as the child was born, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a thunderstorm overturned the village, causing a mountain fire. The villagers rushed to flee, and I was knocked to death by the burning beams, but fortunately my benefactor rescued me, but the benefactor, although this should not have come out of my mouth, now the survivors of the village may have come to a conclusion," the villager took a deep breath and said, "If your child is still alive, then he must be an ominous person." ”

"Ahh Where did Tai Shixiao have the patience to listen to him finish speaking, and he was about to rush into the fire array, but a powerful arm lifted him up, and it was the yellow robe. The villagers looked at the yellow robe in amazement, and expressed their incomprehension of his ability to "teleport". Tai Shixiao's body, which was originally seriously deficient, suddenly exuded a strong force, waving his arms vigorously, and the lines of his muscles were stretched to the extreme. It is the same as the sky-high flame hurting the Buddha and the moon in the water that is close to him, which can be seen but cannot be reached, although it is a comical action, but Tai Shixiao's body has vividly evolved into a feat of a husband and father.

It's a pity that this power can't be exerted at all in front of the yellow robe. The yellow robe faintly swept his eyes into the firelight, as if he had penetrated some mystery, and then he said: "The damned are already dead, and the unworthy ones can't die now." With that, the yellow robe threw Tai Shixiao to the ground and shouted: "Shenzhou Law Seal!" At the same time, the yellow robe was lifted, and the yellow robe was lifted by the boundless qi, and the right hand quickly turned out a "tripod" shaped seal, and the yellow robe slammed to the ground, and an image of the Nine Heavens Xuanding was painted on the ground. Tai Shixiao found that he was trapped in this Xuanding statue and had no way to get out.

"I have wronged you, I hope you don't do this foolish act." The yellow robe pointed to the arrogant flames and said. Then he took out a few pieces of herbs from his robe, grinded them carefully, and ignored Tai Shixiao. The smell of the herb rushed into Tai Shi Xiao's nostrils, and Tai Shi Xiao felt that this herb was not a common species in the mountains, and he naturally had no way of knowing its efficacy.

Six hours later, the fire had exhausted its last strength, and before dying, it struggled to light the last flame, piercing the sky like dawn in the night, and a purple star shining brighter and brighter in the burning sky, the flame gradually extinguished, and the silent starry sky merged with the scorched earth.

Tai Shi Xiao had almost no energy to observe the surrounding scene, and the Shenzhou Fayin perfectly freed him from the indescribable burning pain, so much so that he didn't know that the mountain fire was extinguished. The Xuan Ding Seal seemed to have a healing effect, Tai Shi Xiao was already covered in bruises, and now he was surrounded by a faint yellow light, mending his body little by little.

Shenzhou Fayinli is like an ideal country without distractions and pains, and people can enjoy all the good things, provided that they pay the price of freedom.

Tai Shixiao doesn't like the beauty of Shenzhou Fayin, he just wants to be free, and with freedom, he can go to Qimen Village to find the beauty he once had. For six full hours, Tai Shi Xiaoqiang did not close his eyes, looking at the yellow robe with a dull gaze, hoping that he would return his freedom and the beauty that he had indirectly deprived of.

The yellow robe slowly got up, and it looked like he had done the job at hand. He looked up at the fire that had just been extinguished, and sighed that he had time it just right.

The villagers on the side of the road had already fallen asleep, and the yellow robe didn't mean to wake him up, he bypassed the villagers and walked straight towards Tai Shixiao.

"Whew!" The Shenzhou Law Seal was put away and flew into the palm of the yellow robe, blending into his palm print in an instant. Tai Shixiao opened her bloodshot eyes and looked at the yellow robe blankly.

"Show your admiration for your actions, friend." Huang Pao said lightly, and then walked towards Qimen Village.

Tai Shixiao stood up mechanically and followed behind the yellow robe like a marionette. When he was trapped, Tai Shixiao kept simulating in his mind how to rush back to the village after liberation, looking for his wife who may no longer be alive and the child who died of hunger and cold in his mother's arms, and how he cried sadly. But now, his enthusiasm and grief have been lost, and his only thought is to go home.

The charred soil has long since been deprived of grass, and the smell of scorched animals and plants lingers. Along the way, the hands and feet of the villagers who had been burned or smoked to death were badly twisted, twisted together like dead wood, and turned into black charcoal. A wildfire deprived the birds of the fragrance of flowers, the neighborhood of nostalgia, and the family reunion. It's hard to imagine that there was once a famous Qimen village here.

The yellow robe turned over a pile of ruins, revealing a smoky and swarthy human face, which belonged to a young woman. Her eyes were closed, but there was still a breath in her nostrils. The yellow robe also looked a little surprised, and hurriedly dug down. The woman has always refused to swallow her breath, and the vitality that should not continue has been burst out by her, and she has always believed it. He'll come back to her in desperation.

Ask what the world is like, and teach people to live and die.

Tai Shixiao held her head with trembling hands, and even said that it was just a skinned skull. The blood she shed during childbirth, and the blood that dripped from her infatuated waiting, scrambled to escape from this creature that would be cold at any moment.

The woman felt the hand on her cheek, and the lines of it would not be mistaken by her. She finally got the man. Now she was ready to let out a breath and fall asleep.

But this variable is still in the yellow robe.

The yellow robe sealed the woman's acupuncture points, raised a handful of medicinal powder and slapped it on the woman's face, the woman's face slowly became bloody, and her breathing was weak but rhythmic. The yellow robe dug under the woman's body, and the woman's arm gradually revealed, as if she was holding something. A moment later, the yellow robe took out a dirty baby from the rubble. Strangely, the baby closed his eyes tightly, did not cry, did not make a fuss, and did not even move.

Tai Shixiao's heart was half cold, looking at the baby's posture, I am afraid that he will not survive.

The yellow robe unhurriedly raised his sleeve and pounced on the dirt on the baby's body, then pried open the baby's mouth and took out a dark purple angular stone. As soon as the stone was removed, the baby cried.

The yellow robe patiently shook the baby with one hand, and with the other hand carefully tied the stone with a rope to make a necklace and tied it around the baby's neck. At this moment, the yellow robe Buddha took off his majesty and anger, and he stroked the baby, leaving only love in his eyes.

Tai Shi Xiao stood aside awkwardly, and this meeting made him a little confused who was the child's father. Slowly, anger took over his brain, and he felt that this yellow robe had come from afar to pretend to be a good person, but he wanted to trap him and then take his child away. The yellow robe didn't have a pair of medical officer's hands at all, his hands were full of calluses, I don't know how many knives he had held, how many living people he had killed, and he was even afraid that the yellow robe would stab him to death before taking the child away.

And what kind of Shenzhou Law Seal is really mysterious, how can a normal person draw a circle on the ground to trap people? Tai Shixiao felt like a dog under the yellow-robed door, being called around, and had to pretend to be flattering.

Lamentable! Alas!

Tai Shixiao decided to take the baby from the yellow robe, but as soon as he took a step forward, the feeling of oppression in his face made him tremble. He thought that he was the father of this child, and he should take the child back with confidence, Lao Tzu dared to break into the mountain fire, and he would be afraid of a person? Thinking of this, he stepped forward with his head held high. But the facts are the most convincing, Tai Shixiao's back involuntarily bent down, and the more she walked, the more humble she looked.

"Hey! You take this kid ...... Please, no, please give it back to me? Tai Shi Xiao gave up the idea of competing with him, not so much hitting a stone with an egg, but saying that he Tai Shi Xiao didn't even have an egg. Those who know the times are Junjie! Tai Shixiao comforted herself like this.

Huang Pao raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't call him, my name is Shuai Tianshi." ”

What a handsome celestial master, one person leads millions of heroes in the world!

Tai Shi Xiao was silent.

Shuai Tianshi handed the child over, and Tai Shixiao took the child, her heart was surging, and she felt that he was her greatest masterpiece. The crops are barely enough for the people in the village to eat half full. If this child eats more than a dozen crops, he can help him reclaim a few acres of wasteland, and the family will live a more brilliant life! Imagine, when he is old, the child he holds in his hand is in his prime, he can enjoy all the services of his son in bed, watch his son take back the crops, and the rice is piled higher than the house. Raising children to prevent old age!

A cry of "wow" shattered Tai Shixiao's dream. The baby cried so much that his facial features were crowded together, and his two little hands grabbed at Shuai Tianshi. Shuai Tianshi hugged the baby and stroked it gently, and the baby grinned again and buried his head in Shuai Tianshi's arms.

Tai Shi Xiao is so angry, envy, jealousy and hatred are vividly expressed on his face, he is not angry at the baby's ignorance, only angry at the handsome heavenly master as if he is deliberately competing with himself for favor. It's a pity that his hard-working performance only attracted the disregard of Shuai Tianshi, and the baby was still giggling in Shuai Tianshi's arms.