Tianjun Chasing His Wife Crematorium

"Fuyun—Fuyun—can you hear me, Fuyun—"

Feeling the oppression in his chest, Fu Yun suddenly opened his eyes and vomited a few mouthfuls of sludge.The fresh air poured into his lungs, and Fu Yun felt that he was alive again.

Fu Ling bent over and knelt aside, his body was covered with mud, wet mud stuck to his hair, and his bright black eyes surged like spring water.

Fu Yun, who had just woken up, was a little dazed.The fragments in my mind were fragmented, I only remembered that the mud flow from the top of the mountain washed away the house, and then Fu Ling hugged himself and ran wildly in the rain. Soon, the mud flow washed away himself and Fu Ling.

I was swept by the mud flow and rushed down the mountain uncontrollably. The stones in the mud flow hit me, and the pain was so painful that I drank a few more mud flow, and I didn't know anything.

When I opened my eyes at this moment, I felt pain all over my body, and when I recalled it, my brain also hurt.

I thought I was going to die.

Fu Yun looked at the green shade above in a trance, so peaceful, as if everything last night was a dream.

"Fu Yun—"

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, as if he was calling himself, Fu Yun rolled his eyes with some difficulty, and met Fu Ling's eyes, "Mmm—"

Feeling that Fu Ling clenched her hand, Fu Yun also clenched Fu Ling tightly.

Perhaps, what the master said is right, I just have a bad life, and I have a lot of troubles.Fu Yun thought leisurely, then lost consciousness again.

The mountain torrents caused by the heavy rain not only destroyed Ningyun Temple, but Yukun Town under the mountain also suffered.When the flash flood rushed into the town, although Fu Guang and others rescued some people, more people disappeared and their houses were destroyed.

Not only in the Yukun area, but also in the southern area, large-scale floods occurred, and corpses were scattered all over the field for a while, and the corpses of people or livestock that were soaked in water and rotting, bred plague.The people whose homes were destroyed by the flood were caught in water and fire.

Because the Ningyun Temple was destroyed, Taoist Chongxuan dismissed all his disciples and ordered them to go down the mountain to help the suffering people with what they had learned, whether it was medical skills or Taoism.

"After this catastrophe is over, if you feel that your fate with Ningyun Temple is not over, I will wait for you here as a teacher." Taoist Chongxuan spoke the last words very slowly, and all the disciples kneeling on the steps were sore noses .

After finishing speaking, Taoist Chongji distributed a meager amount of money to all the disciples, and gave a few more instructions, but didn't say anything more.

Fuyun and Fuling overlooked from the side peak of Yukun Mountain, and Ningyun Temple has become a beach of ruins covered with mud, without the magnificent momentum of the past surrounded by fragrance and mist.After another big salute in the direction of Ningyun Temple, Fuyun and Fuling went down the mountain.

Yukun Town is in a depression, and the city is filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine. The people are naked, queuing up to receive the relief food and herbs sent by the imperial court.

Officers and soldiers covered with white cloths pushed carts and transported the corpses one after another.The common people huddled in the corner looked like ghosts in the underworld, which made people chill.

After leaving the Yukun border, Fuyun and Fuling decided to go south, and the corpses of livestock could be seen along the way.After walking for about half a day, the two rested beside the official road.

Fu Yun looked at the water bag in his hand, and sighed, "Fu Ling, looking at those suffering people, but I don't know what I can do. I feel ashamed of my master's entrustment."

"This natural disaster, the master asked us to go down the mountain to help the people. I'm afraid it's just one aspect."

"What about the other side?"

"Yukun was hit by a disaster, Ningyun Temple was destroyed, and the people were ups and downs in water and fire. This is not a good opportunity to rebuild Ningyun Temple. Instead of letting us gather on the mountain and guard the ruins, it is better to let us go down the mountain, isn't it?" ?”

Fu Ling can always play the role of an elder brother beside Fu Yun just right.Whether Fuyun is ill or depressed because of something, Fuling is always by his side with a smile on his face.What would happen if there was no Fuling—myself?

Fu Ling took the water bag from Fu Yun's hand, took a big gulp, then raised his chin towards Fu Yun, "What are you thinking, your eyes are straight."

Fu Yun seemed to have lost his soul, and faintly said, "I'm thinking of you—"

"What do you miss me, haven't I been by your side all the time?"

"I grew up in Ningyun Temple since I was a child, and I have never gone down the mountain. Now that Ningyun Temple is gone, my master and brothers have also dispersed, and my heart is empty. Just now I saw so many people suffering, and my heart is even worse. It's so bad. Without you by my side, I really don't know what to do."

"What do we share between you and me? Are you hypocritical? Besides, I like to keep you by my side. I wish I could be with you. Even if one day you get tired of me, I will stay by your side with a stern face. "

"It's good to have you, Fuling."

"Since I think I'm so good, why don't we pray to heaven and earth? In this way, I can be justified and only treat you well for the rest of my life."

"..."

In fact, Fu Yun was quite grateful for Fu Ling's last witty remark.Thanks to the last sentence, Fu Yun clearly realized that his hypocrisy was really superfluous.

After walking for another half day, the sky was getting dark, but there were no cottages along the road.It wasn't until the crescent moon rose to the west that they saw a thatched hut, and an old woman was enjoying the cool outside.

"Mother-in-law, how far is it from the nearest cottage?"

The old woman slowly shifted her eyes from the things in her hands to Fu Yun and the two, her voice was hoarse, as if she hadn't drunk water for many days, "You two little Taoists, are you going to the south?"

"Exactly."

"The plague is raging in the south, and many villages are gone."

Fuyun and Fuling looked at each other, "This—"

"If the two little Taoists don't dislike it, the humble house can accommodate the two of them for one night."

Fu Yun hurriedly cupped his hands in thanks, "Then, I would like to thank my mother-in-law."

"It's just that I have something to ask for."

The old woman turned her eyes back to the things in her hands, and Fu Yun saw clearly that it was a newly sewn children's clothes and a pair of tiger-toed shoes.

"Mother-in-law, please tell me."

"My daughter, Xiu'er, married to the Zhou Mansion in Yangzhou City. A few days ago, someone came to report that Xiu'er had given birth to a son. The old man sewed this little dress and these little shoes, but because of his inconvenient legs and feet, his old eyes were dim. I couldn't find the way, so I couldn't send the clothes there. Just now I heard that the two Taoist priests are going south, I wonder if the two passed by Yangzhou Mansion?"

"Mother-in-law, leave these small clothes and shoes to me, and I will definitely deliver them for you." After finishing speaking, Fu Yun felt that Fu Ling seemed to have pulled his sleeves.

"Hey, I thank you two Taoists. You guys really helped me a lot."

"Grandma, you're welcome."

Fu Yun took the small clothes and shoes from the old woman's hands, and touched the old woman's withered hands, which were extremely cold.

The old woman bowed to Fu Yun and Fu Ling again, turned around and walked quietly into the hut, "If the two priests don't find the old girl, then give the little clothes and shoes to the little boy who needs it—"

There were no candles in the thatched cottage, it was pitch black, and the figure of the old woman seemed to be integrated with the darkness.

Fu Yun looked at the small clothes and shoes in his hands. Although they were new, they had already shed a lot of dust. Looking at the old woman just now, could it be——

Fu Yun and Fu Ling walked quickly into the thatched hut, and searched for the fire book in the dark.Wherever the hand touched, there was a layer of dust.When Fu Ling blew on the fire clip, Fu Yun couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

A dead body was lying on the low bed against the wall.The corpse has been decomposed, and the clothes and white hair are the same as the old woman I saw outside the house just now.

Fuyun suddenly felt chest tightness and difficulty breathing, and there was a buzzing in his ears, as if there was a sound of iron chains colliding.

Fu Ling hurriedly stepped forward to help, "Fu Yun, are you alright?"

Fu Yun leaned on the wall and moved outside the house, only then did he feel his chest tightness relieved.On the dirt road facing north, the backs of two men in black and an old woman could be vaguely seen.Two black-clothed men held iron chains and soul-calling flags, and the figures of the three gradually disappeared into the thick fog.

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