The next day, dawn.

The early morning sun shines through the broken doors and windows of the temple, shining into the ruined temple, and the warm sunlight shines on the children and inadvertently wakes them up. When the child wakes up, his eyes are soft, as if he is sleepy.

Looking up, he saw that his grandfather was sleeping crookedly under him. The child got up on the offering table, deftly jumped from the table to the ground, and came to the grandfather's side and pushed him.

Old man Ge was woken up from his sleep by the child for a while, and he smiled with satisfaction when he looked at the red flush on his immature little face.

Old man Ge eased the drowsiness that had not faded a little, then looked around again, and found that the temple was still in ruins, and couldn't help but sigh a little, and then seemed to think of something, and said, "God bless, what about the two young heroes?"

The child was a little dazed by the question, not knowing what the young man in his grandfather's mouth meant, so he shook his head.

Seeing the child shaking his head, Old Man Ge sighed: "Alas, it's all because the old man is greedy for sleep, and he didn't even notice that the life-saving benefactor left!"

Just as Old Man Ge sighed, the child was holding an extra bag in his hand, and then the child handed it to him and said, "Grandpa, what do you think this is?"

Old man Ge took it in his hand when he heard this, and then opened it, and in the bag turned out to be a pile of white silver.

It turned out that the two teenagers had already discussed it last night, and they would leave early in the morning without saying goodbye, and leave the money bag that the old man refused to accept with him. Seeing each other is fate, and the two young heroes who have compassion for the world naturally don't care about money outside their bodies. However, the two also learned the identity and origin of the child, but they didn't expect that the historians of the four major families of the Wind Volcanic Forest, which their master often talked about, actually died under the butcher's knife of the imperial court's brocade guards and the border city wind, and the poor thing is that to this day, the world's martial arts heroes are still in the dark.

Originally, the young man named Jun Zui wanted to bring the two grandparents and grandchildren with him, and there was a good way to take care of them on the way, but because they had other things to do now, they were afraid that they would not have time to take care of it, so they had to leave without saying goodbye and leave in a hurry.

Looking at the bag of white silver in his hand, Old Man Ge felt all kinds of feelings in his heart, and he never thought that the little grandson he accidentally saved would be such a powerful family behind him. It's a pity that this child's life is hard, and now his family has long been ruined, and he can only be alone in the future.

At the same time, in a teahouse outside the ruined temple in Suzhou, a young man and a girl are sitting in it eating. The girl looked at the road from time to time, and sighed: "Alas, senior brother, I don't know what will happen to Uncle Ge and that younger brother of the Shi family in the future, but the poor generation of martial arts families will die in vain under the sword of the imperial court." ”

When the young man heard this, he also looked back at the road and said meaningfully: "There are two kinds of people in the world, one is for those who do good, and the other is for those who do evil. Karma, eternal reincarnation, everything has its own certainty. In the future, when the younger brother of the Shi family grows up, he will definitely not let go of the people who killed his family. Maybe we'll meet again then. ”

After speaking, the two looked at the road that was run over by many pedestrians and carriages, and ...... silently!

Time flies in a blink of an eye, time flies, and three years have passed in a flash. Today's old man Ge and the orphan of the Shi family have never left the Suzhou realm since they separated from the young couple three years ago. The abandoned temple, which had not been visited for a long time, naturally became their place to stay.

Fortunately, nothing major happened in the past three years, and due to the remoteness of the temple, no outsiders came to disturb it. The only thing I heard people talk about was some things in the rivers and lakes, which had almost nothing to do with their grandparents.

The children of that year have grown much taller now, and although they have not yet lost their immature faces, they are somewhat sensible. Now a nine-year-old child can already share some trivial tasks for Old Man Ge, such as begging on the street, chopping wood and cutting wood, and can do it easily.

The silver left by the young couple had been used up two years ago, and the old man's body was getting worse day by day, so they could only live a begging life again, thinking about what a nine-year-old child and a white-haired sixty-year-old man could do besides begging to make a living!

On the fifth day of the ninth lunar month, it was a good day for Central Plains Huaxia to start business, pray for blessings, get married, and study.

Early in the city of Suzhou, you can hear the sound of selling and shouting on both sides of the street, because the people believe that this day will bring them good fortune.

And at this moment, in the pavilions on both sides of the street, the sound of reading is accompanied by the sound of street sales, and it is a team of marrying relatives to meet it, highlighting the peaceful and prosperous era of the Ming Dynasty, a prosperous and happy scene.

The marriage procession marched through the market, and everywhere it passed, drums beat and firecrackers rang out. The red silk and satin and the eight-lift sedan chair show that this family must be a wealthy family in this Suzhou city.

After a period of excitement, the procession left the market and walked out of the city. And at this moment, a discordant angry scolding came into the ears of everyone on the street.

"Little rabbit, don't look at what kind of place this is. ”

In the midst of the abuse, I saw a middle-aged man dressed in luxury and holding two dice kicking a child, who was dressed in tatters and covered with dirt and dust. But the passers-by could not see his face, for the boy was now curled up on the ground with his belly in his arms because he had been kicked into the air, and buried his head in his bosom.

Passers-by pointed at him, not knowing what he was saying, but no one dared to step forward to help him, and no one dared to go over to dissuade him.

I only heard the beater continue: "Grandma, for you to drink a sip of water, it is your ancestor who has accumulated virtue, and he dares to kick his nose and face and blind your dog's eyes." ”

Cursing, three or five strong men with sticks appeared behind him and ran out of the shop. Looking at the posture, the people on the road didn't dare to say much, and the passers-by who were still talking to each other just now are now silent.

However, the gorgeously dressed middle-aged man didn't seem to want to entangle with the beggar more, so he glared at the crowd of onlookers and turned around and walked into the store.

After half an hour, the crowd of onlookers dispersed, leaving only the child still curled up on the ground. The child did not move for a long time, as if he had been kicked lightly.

An aunt on the side of the road, seeing the poor child lying on the ground, could only shake her head helplessly, and sighed: "Alas, the poor doll has been beaten like this. ”

After another half an hour, the child lying on the ground quietly showed two big dripping eyes, and after looking around left and right, he found that there was no one around. He climbed with his feet to the sky, leaned back, and a sharp carp stood up. However, his hands were always covering his lower abdomen, and without saying a word, he turned around and ran in the direction of the city gate.

[To be continued]