shaohuashi

"Madam, you have a bodhisattva heart, my mother is sick, please give me alms..."

"You little bereaved star, you go away. It's the Chinese New Year, don't play bad luck here. That vicious mother of yours is not enough to kill her parents, but she also killed her husband. She should have been soaked in a pig cage long ago. You guys Don’t be shameless, you are still asking for it from door to door here, if someone gives you alms, that person will be called morally bankrupt, if you don’t leave, I will break your leg.”

Mo Yi quickly knelt down: "Madam, I beg you..."

A fire stick hit Mo Yi firmly on the back, and the tattered cotton coat was broken by the man abruptly, and the cotton wadding fell all over the ground, and Mo Yi vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

A man's voice said: "Lan'er, what are you talking nonsense with him, this kind of person will bring bad luck, smell as shameless as his mother, he deserves to be killed."

The woman who was called Lan'er smiled and said, "Your husband is right." After finishing speaking, she picked up a stick from the side and hit Mo Yi, "You little mourner, can you go or not? Unlucky, I think you don't want to live anymore..."

Mo Yi raised his head and glanced at the couple, his eyes made people feel chills all over his body, the couple's hand holding the stick stopped, and Mo Yi let Mo Yi run away with a limp.

On New Year's Eve, in the small town of Taoyuan, every household is decorated with lanterns and streamers, and the sound of firecrackers resounds through the long night.

Mo Yi held back tears and ran to the Earth Temple outside the town, and asked with a smile, "Mother, are you better?"

"Yi'er," Mo Wushuang lay weakly on the ground and beckoned to Mo Yi, "Come on, Yi'er, come here, let mother take a good look at you again."

Mo Yi hastily wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, walked over, Mo Wushuang struggled to sit up, and held Mo Yi in her arms, "Yi'er, if mother is gone in the future, you must take care of yourself in the future?"

"Mother, no, the doctor said... as long as... as long as you take the medicine on time according to the prescription, you will be fine..." Mo Yi choked up and said, "Mother, I...I don't want you to go."

"Yi'er, mother can't bear you either," mother hugged him tightly into her arms, "but life and death are up to the heavens, how can we mortals change it, especially people like us, who are nothing but ants in the eyes of others Forget it, everyone wants us to die, that doctor just wants to make money."

"Yi'er has always been handsome since she was a child, but it's a pity that mother can't see you growing up. This may... be the last New Year's Eve that mother will spend with you. Look, the fireworks outside are beautiful?"

Too bad it doesn't belong to us.

"Yi'er, you are also ten years old this year, you have to remember that only when you become strong can you protect yourself and the one you love..."

"mother!"

Mother slowly lowered her arms around him...

Yi'er, mother, I'm sorry...

"Mother, mother, wake up, mother, don't leave, mother..."

Tears were finally uncontrollable and burst out of her eyes. After an unknown amount of time, Mo Yi's eyes darkened and she passed out.

The sky gradually turns white.

Mo Yi opened his eyes, got up, carried his mother's body on his back, and walked with difficulty to the barren hill outside the town. He went round and round along the mountain road, and finally found a clearing. The frozen soil...

After burying his mother, it was dusk, and the blood fell on the ground along his ten fingers, mixed with soil, and under the slanting light, it looked like old peach blossoms.

Mo Yi turned around and walked down the mountain.

The bustling town is as usual, bustling with people. At the beginning of the new year, people will inevitably walk around the streets and alleys to pretend to be snakes. A monk in white leads a child, and the two of them are holding a bunch of charms. They walked towards the center of the town. The child said: : "Master, I can't walk anymore, let's sell it here."

The monk in white said: "Okay", pointing to an open space, turning his head and smiling, "Let's just put the talisman here.

The two put down the talisman, and when they saw this, several people immediately gathered around, and one of them asked, "Is this a talisman from the Immortal Family?"

The white-clothed monk replied: "Of course, this is drawn by the elder Luoyun on the top of the mist. Why, the guest officer wants to buy it?"

The man cast a contemptuous glance and said, "Will the spells on the top of the mist be sold here? It's fake."

"No, no, it's just because I...uh, the young master at the top of the mist forgot to bring the travel expenses when he went out, so he entrusted me to sell it."

The monk next to him snorted, turned and left.

The man said suspiciously: "It's true, I didn't expect the young master of the Mist Peak to do the same, hahaha..., give me two cards to exorcise evil spirits." "Give me two cards too." A charm asked: "This pattern seems to be different from the others, what is it for?"

"This is a fire starter. It's the most suitable for lighting a fire and cooking. I don't know if the guest officer wants to buy it."

"No, I don't cook, give me an exorcism talisman."

An old man said: "Then sell me three fire starters."

"Okay, old sister take it."

The old man chuckled and said, "The young man has such a sweet mouth."

After everyone left, Mo Yi stepped forward and said, "Big brother, I don't have any money, can you give me a fire talisman?"

"Oh? What does little brother want it to do?"

"I... my mother wants it."

"Oh, that's it, what a filial child, come here, here you are, and I won't charge you any money."

It was night, Mo Yi took the fire talisman and came to the gate of Linfu, and said to the two servants: "Please tell the old lady that Mo Wushuang's son, Mo Yi, wants to see you."

The two servants looked at each other, and one of them said: "The old lady has been talking about you a lot these days, you wait here, I will report to the old lady." After speaking, he ran to the mansion, Mo Yi turned and sat on the stone steps, He squeezed the fire starter on his hand.After a while, the servant came back and said: "Madam let you in, you come with me." Mo Yi got up and followed, walked to the backyard, the servant said: "Madam, he is here."

"Let him in."

The servant turned and left, Mo Yi saw him walking beside him, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he pulled out the servant's saber, pierced the servant's heart from behind, turned around and pushed open the door of Mrs. Lin's room, and used the sword Pointing at her, she smiled and said, "Grandmother, my mother was killed by you, and I came back to claim my life." The old lady Lin turned around hastily, looked at him in panic, and said, "You, you can't, you listen I explain."

"Go to the underworld and explain to my mother." After speaking, he stabbed with a sword.

"Come on, come on..." The voice came to an abrupt end following Mo Yi's stabbing sword, a servant girl ran in quickly when she heard the old lady's voice, turned around and ran out when she saw this scene, and shouted as she ran: " Come here, the old lady has been killed." Mo Yi turned and walked out of the door, and pasted the fire talisman on the door, as expected of Elder Luoyun's own handwriting, the fire spread instantly, and there were screams from all over the house , the flames were soaring into the sky, and I don’t know how many people were swallowed by the flames before they could react. Mo Yi looked indifferently at the people who were struggling to escape, raised his sword, and slashed at anyone he met. Slow down, beware of being burned."

Hearing that person's voice, it was the monk selling charms on the street. Mo Yi was startled, and hurriedly put the sword in his hand into the hand of a dead servant, and lay on the ground. Walking in, a child put his finger in front of Mo Yi's nose and said pleasantly, "Master, he is still alive."

A person came over and helped Mo Yi up, let Mo Yi's head rest on his arm, turned his head and said, "Yan Meng, bring the elixir I gave you."

The child hurriedly took out the elixir from a kit, stuffed it into Mo Yi's mouth, and asked, "Master, can he still be saved?"

The person called Master smiled triumphantly and said, "Of course it can be saved, your Master and I can't do anything."

The child snorted and said, "Yeah, you can do things like forgetting to bring money when you go out, and even push it on me. Master can do anything."

His master chuckled, and changed the tone of the conversation: "Look, Meng'er, he's awake."

Yan Meng hurriedly looked at Mo Yi, "Little brother, are you feeling better?"

Mo Yi's lifeless gaze flickered, and she replied: "I'm fine."

"Son, why did this Linfu suddenly flood, but it was caused by my fire talisman?"

Mo Yi looked up and looked around and said, "I... my mother is the cook of Linfu. I just gave her the fire starter. My mother, she didn't know how to use it, but suddenly caught fire, and she pushed me away. Come out, myself..." He said, thinking of his mother's death, tears flowed down again, "Then I saw my father holding a sword, chopping anyone he met, and finally committed suicide by himself." The servant burst into tears.

The man sighed and said, "Son, what are your plans for the future? But there are still family members alive."

Mo Yi shook his head, and replied with a crying voice: "No, they are all dead."

Yan Meng said anxiously: "Master, take him back to the top of the mist and let him worship you as his teacher."

The man nodded and asked, "Son, are you willing?"

Mo Yi glanced at Yan Meng and said, "Student is willing."

The author has something to say: This is the first time I write an article, please bear with me for the bad parts *^_^*

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Cailing Cailing, the peak of Shouyang. ──"Cai Ling",

There is real meaning in this ^o^