Chapter 102: Ruins

Mo Qing didn't stay in a coma for long this time, and when he woke up from his coma, the sun was still hanging in the sky, and it didn't seem to have slid down too much. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The exhaustion in his body was swept away, all kinds of discomfort disappeared, and even the strength in his body faintly increased.

But he didn't bother to pay attention to these, and after waking up, after being a little stunned, he put his arms around Fu Jiang and jumped up directly from the ground.

During the exercises, the light body technique was blessed to his feet, and the monkey drilling the forest was also exerted to the extreme, and the whole person seemed to be burned to the buttocks, and he rushed forward lifelessly.

Just when he woke up, Mo Qing finally figured out the important things he had forgotten before he fell unconscious.

The direction they left was in the direction of Mo Village, which was not too far away. In a summer like this, if the villagers have nothing to do, they will not leave the village easily!

Thinking of this, Mo Qing went crazy, he really didn't dare to imagine what Aunt Li and their accident would look like.

I don't dare to imagine the scene where Mocun was ravaged.

In seven or eight years, he fell in love with this small mountain village, got used to the company of the villagers, and enjoyed the feeling of no quarrel, unity and peace and warmth in the village.

There are his beloved elders here, his childhood playmates who grew up together, and most importantly, his loved ones.

Along the way, Mo Qing couldn't stop praying in his heart, praying that nothing would happen in the village, praying that the damn bastard wouldn't run to the village.

He knew exactly how powerful that damn thing was.

If it weren't for the fact that there was an unknown change in his body at a critical moment, he would only be able to wait for death, let alone those ordinary people in the village, it was not something they could resist at all.

Fortunately, after running forward for a certain distance, the traces of the fight between the two along the way turned elsewhere and deviated from the direction of Mo Village, which made Mo Qing feel a little relieved in his heart.

However, the speed did not slow down, and even a few points faster than before.

He had already thought about it, and when he returned home, he immediately gathered the whole village, and then all entered the Changchun Valley.

Except for Changchun Valley, Mo Qing really couldn't think of any other ground that could resist this flying disaster.

Now that the situation is in crisis, I don't care about thinking about it so much, so I will solve the safety problem of the villagers first.

Besides, Mo Qing didn't believe that the people in the village would do anything unfavorable to him after learning about Changchun Valley.

Heaven seems to be working against people all the time, and the more you don't want to see it, the more it wants it to happen.

When Mo Qing, who was in a nervous mood and had been telling it his wish in his heart, hurried to the entrance of the village, and before he could say a word of gratitude to it because the village was safe and sound, a strange voice came from the east side of the village.

Mo Qing's heart was broken when he heard the voice, and he stood on the black stone slope, twisting his head to the east quickly, only to see a yellow light in the sky above the willow valley flying towards the village.

Not far from his home, he swooped down.

The middle-aged woman with Lin Qiuyan in her arms behind her had a cold face, stretched out her hand and waved out two white slashes, and quickly chased after that thing.

Seeing this, Mo Qing only felt that his soul was dead, and he didn't have time to look at those things anymore, so he spread his legs and ran home.

My mind went blank, and I just wanted to hurry home.

His speed exceeded his previous limit, leaving only a faint shadow in the clearing, and he ran like crazy.

When the rumbling sound came, Mo Qing suddenly stopped in place, and looked at the familiar houses at the east end of the village in a daze, shaking like papier-mâché before collapsing.

The willow tree that had been brought back from the Changchun Valley also slowly toppled down, and the smoke and dust everywhere drowned everything out.

His mind went blank, the scene in his eyes seemed to have been slowed down countless times, and a pair of eyes watched in a daze as those familiar scenes turned into ruins.

I didn't even notice the escape of the yellow thing and the evil thing, and the cold drink of the middle-aged woman, and the pretty face with a little surprise that quickly twisted from the woman's side.

After a while, he came back to his senses with a pale face, and shouted violently in a hoarse voice: "Ah!"

Before the shouting was over, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The blood was unusually red, and it fell on the blades of grass on the side of the road like some bright rubies. This is the blood of the heart, and only when there is great sorrow and joy, and the mood is extremely agitated, it is possible that the blood of the heart spurts out of the body.

Before he had time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Mo Qing ran to the village with his life.

It's just that all the strength in his body seems to be spurted out of his body with the blood in his heart, and the whole person is light, and his legs are so weak that he can't seem to bear his weight.

Lin Qiuyan, who was hugged by Granny Zhang's waist and flew into the distance, looked back and just saw Mo Qing standing on the black stone slope with a hideous and dejected appearance.

The joy that rose in my heart because Mo Qing was okay also disappeared all at once.

Although I didn't understand why he was like this, my heart immediately became uncomfortable.

She really wanted to comfort the man who came into her life, but she also knew that it was not the right time, and the next moment, she was taken away by Granny Zhang.

Mo Village, which was as silent as death, finally blew up after a while.

The cries of the children, the cries of the women, and the somewhat calm scolding of the men could be heard in the distance.

After a while, many men with steel forks in their hands and waist knives shouted to each other and went out, talking about caution while asking each other what was going on.

The result was the same, that is, I heard a loud noise, felt a strong shaking, and knew nothing else.

The village chief of Mo Zhan, who was at the west end of the village, held a large bow in his hand, shouted and led the men who had gone out with weapons to the east of the village, because the sound came from there.

After all these years of training in the village, the men did not show much panic when danger came.

In particular, a few people who had learned how to drill the forest with monkeys were about to set off first as soon as they moved, but they were forced back by the head of Mozhan Village with their eyes.

The lessons of the previous few years, he kept in mind, that time it wasn't for Mo Qing's kid to come back in time, and the fate of several of his own people would have been hit.

Now that this momentum is so big, I don't know what kind of difficult thing it is, how can I let these hairy boys rush to the front.

With his eyes, he forced back the black dog and the iron head, and before the village chief of Mo Zhan could speak, the pillar Mo Qian, who had a murderous face, came to the front with the guys in his hands.

Needless to say, after things settle down, this meal is indispensable after returning home.

The crowd did not find the shadow of Moyun and Molun, and then thought that the loud noise came from the east of the village before, the village chief of Mozhan couldn't help but feel a pang in their hearts, secretly screamed that it was not good, shouted to the back, and took the lead in running towards the east of the village.

Before the man had reached the place, he heard a sudden cry.

The voice was poignant.

Without Mo Zhan Village Chief to speak, the men in the village hurried towards the place where the cry came from.

Before the person arrived, all the weapons in his hands were drawn, and then they dispersed with a 'hula' and surrounded them in the direction of the accident.

There were no enemies in sight, but the sight in front of them made these people who had been fighting wild beasts in the mountains for many years gasp.

The house in front of him had disappeared, and only a ruin remained, and in the midst of the ruins lay a woman with a disheveled hair and gray hair, wailing and crying.

While crying, he frantically scratched in the ruins.

After having some people stand guard around with their weapons in hand, the rest rushed into the ruins with a 'whoop' to help.

At this moment, the woman who was crying was slapped in the face, and a weak but very hard voice said: "Lao Tzu is not dead yet, why are you crying!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stopped crying and turned back in disbelief, and saw a hand reaching out from under the thatched pile behind her, and striking her leg.

With the help of those who rushed over, the woman took the thatch aside in two or two, and looked at the familiar person who appeared in front of her, and the woman's tears could not stop flowing, and she knelt on the ground and moved forward violently, and picked up the man lying on the ground, buried her head in his arms, and then began to cry again.

The person who cried was Aunt Wang, and the person who was pulled out from under the thatch on the roof was Uncle Moyun.

As soon as the two of them had finished dinner and walked into the courtyard, they felt a loud noise from the east, followed by a shaking of the mountains, and then they did not know anything else.

Uncle Moyun woke up, and he heard his mother-in-law crying loudly on the side, and his heart warmed, so he hurriedly slapped his safety and reported his safety.

Aunt Wang was obviously scared stupid, hugging Uncle Moyun and crying vigorously, she couldn't stop being slapped twice by Uncle Moyun.

Ignoring this stupid woman, Uncle Moyun, who came back to his senses, shouted at the people standing next to him: "Don't pay attention to us, go to the courtyard of Molun, the movement is coming from there." ”

As he spoke, he forcibly turned his head to look east, but he was directly stunned.

There was still a yard in front of me, and it was a mess as far as the eye could see, the walled houses had long since disappeared, and there seemed to be a pit in the easternmost part.

A few people carefully helped Aunt Wang and Uncle Moyun up, and the rest had already arrived in the ruins in the east.

And over there, is the courtyard of Uncle Molun's house.