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Chapter two hundred and eighty third cuckoo blood ten

The stone gate of Taoxi Valley has been closed, and neither the Shu people wanted to escape or the Qing soldiers who killed people without blinking could enter.

Fei Xiaojin was still fighting hard, thinking in his heart that he could save one person. With him and Cuicui blocking the Qing soldiers, the Shu people had the opportunity to escape into the nearby primeval forest.

The Qing army was coming in a steady stream. If you want to save these Shu people, you must destroy all the Qing soldiers.

However, even if you have unique skills, you will be exhausted over time.

Cuicui and him fought side by side until dark, and dead bodies were piled up under the stone gate, with Shu people and Qing troops mixed together, and it was difficult to distinguish.

The Qing army fell one after another, endlessly. On the contrary, the Shu people were alive.

Fei Xiaojin's body was covered in blood, and his steps were staggering. Cuicui stepped forward and raised his arm, trying to lead him to run down the mountain.

Xiao Jin struggled and refused to leave. No, I want to save the Shu people, I want to save them.

Their pull gave the Qing army a chance, and suddenly the gunfire sounded loudly and arrows flew like rain.

The Qing soldiers entangled around them fell down. After losing the barriers of the enemies around them, Cui Cui was shot into an arrow, and Fei Xiaojin's entire body was shot out of a bloody hole.

Cuicui gritted her teeth, broke the feather arrow on her legs, and hugged Fei Xiaojin and flew down the mountain.

He could no longer save the Shu people outside the Shimen, at least tens of thousands of people in Taoxi Valley were safe. The most important thing in front of him was to rush back to Chongtong Temple to cure Xiao Jin's injuries and protect Senior Brother Pingxi.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he snatched a Qing army's war horse, whipped the horse, and went to Meizhou City without stopping.

On the other side of the city, the double pupils watch the fire rushing into the sky.

Cuicui hugged Xiao Jin and left the horse's back, jumped into the Minjiang River, crossed the waves, and went up the steps.

Several buildings in Chongtong Temple were burning, causing the house to collapse and the beams to collapse. There were no living people lying everywhere, including the bodies of Shu people, Taoist priests and Qing soldiers.

The Qing army had obviously withdrawn, and Senior Brother Pingxi was gone.

Cuicui leaned Fei Xiaojin on the nanmu tree. Although he pointed his acupoints as soon as possible to help him stop the bleeding, his injuries were too severe and his breath became weaker and weaker.

We must find Senior Brother Pingxi as soon as possible, and then find a way to send Xiaojin into Xianhe Cave and ask the Simu Xianweng and Master Ge Bao to save Xiaojin.

But where is Senior Brother Pingxi? Cuicui was anxious and searched everywhere in the burning fire.

Although Senior Brother Pingxi is very good at martial arts, he is helpless and blind. If he is still somewhere in the building, he will inevitably cause trouble.

In desperation, Cuicui flew into the night sky, opened her eyes wide and looked down through the flames. Unconsciously, the water from the Minjiang River was sucked up, and a heavy rain arose on Mount Toadi.

It turned out that Yang Zhan's soul was attached to Cui Cui, and he also transferred all his skills to Cui Cui, including the ability to call the wind and rain.

The heavy rain poured down and the fire was soon extinguished. Unfortunately, they came too late. Most of the nearly 100 buildings in the Thousand Years of Double Pupils have become ruins, but the main hall is intact.

Cui Cui searched through every house, searched for the front and back mountains, and jumped into the old man's spring to search, but there was still no senior brother Pingxi.

He was so tired that he had to move Xiao Jin to the throne of the Four-Ming Immortal Man and use his true energy to prosper his life.

In the cold wind, the cuckoo crows cried again, "I'm going back, and I'm going back, it's better to go back than to go back!"

The Shu Kingdom has been destroyed, and the Shu people are almost gone.

It’s better to go back than to go back.

Tears flowed out hotly and soon became ice on the face.

Fei Xiaojin's lamp of life gradually faded away in the cuckoo's singing.

It is better to go back than to go back than to go back.

Cuicui's eyes were closed.

...

It was dawn, and Cuicui found that he had not returned. He put Xiao Jin's body on a pile of firewood and burned it in earth cans, and buried it next to Master Ge Bao's grave.

After everything was settled, he went to Fuhulin.

Only they can come and go freely in this forest, and outsiders can't get in, and they can't run out even if they come in. Perhaps the senior brother chose this path to escape.

He once thought that it must be the master who brought his senior brother into the Xianhe Cave. But the master said that only those who died or who were about to die could go to the cave, so he did not believe that his senior brother was dead.

If the senior brother was alive, he would definitely be somewhere in this forest.

For decades, the senior brother has been a force that inspired him to work for the Shu people. When the Shu king was there, the Shu kingdom was there, and the Shu people were blessed.

The King of Shu was gone, the Shu people were massacred and the survivors hid in the deep mountains and valleys.

From then on, the country of Tianfu became a vast and uninhabited land.

Although Cuicui was leaping on the branches, for some reason, he always felt a buzzing sound coming from the depths of the earth.

He remembered the cave where they once hid soldiers and went in one by one to search.

Without exception, there are only living creatures such as snakes, insects, and ants in those holes.

Cuicui ran around the forest in loneliness. Sometimes, he also stood by the river and stared blankly at the river water.

One day, another day.

In the river, occasionally the Qing army's ships passed by. Not long after, even the Qing army disappeared.

However, Cuicui still dared not go to Mount Emei to inform and asked the surviving Shu people to come out, because the Qing army left was helpless.

The Shu people they massacred were not buried, and the plague energy quickly spread in the country of Tianfu. The Qing army had to make a decision to temporarily withdraw from Sichuan due to heavy casualties.

Emperor Kangxi's imperial edict of "slaughtering all the chickens and dogs in Sichuan without leaving any chickens and dogs" caused the Qing soldiers who rushed in to encounter unprecedented difficulties. They had no food and grass, so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs, and they had to suffer the pain of the plague.

After the Qing army left, the vast Shu Mountains and Shu River seemed to have no living things.

Cuicui became a monkey wandering along the Minjiang River. He was homeless and had no ethnic group of his own.

He once thought about returning to the monkey group, but he is not a real monkey now. He still has too many concerns and responsibilities in his heart.

Cuicui often returns to the Double Pupil Temple and meditates in the main hall where the air leaks on all sides.

He tried many times to use the technique of thinking and keeping, hoping to see some scenes he longed to see, such as the whereabouts of Senior Brother Pingxi.

Unfortunately, he was a monkey after all, and he still couldn't reach the level of Yang Zhan as a human being.

Day after day, year after year, he gained nothing.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and even if no one appreciates it, the wind and moon of Minjiang River are still dazzlingly beautiful.

The cuckoo bird still sang: "If you return, you will return, it is better to go back than to go back."

...

Cuicui fell asleep tiredly in front of the Simin Xianweng's seat. In her sleep, he heard the familiar sound of the bamboo flute.

He suddenly raised his head, pricked up his ears and listened, it was not a dream, it was him, it must be him.

Senior brother...

Cuicui flew to the back mountain.

He stopped on the branches of a big tree and stared at the tall figure in front of Master Ge Bao's grave with tears in his eyes.

Ah, senior brother, I finally see you.

But, I am just a monkey now, can you still recognize me? No, you will definitely not recognize me.

Don’t say that you are blind, even if you see Cuicui, how can you know that it is me!

Cuicui quietly passed by and lay quietly at Pingxiang's feet.
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