Chen Yu woke up in the morning and felt refreshed.
When I went out to wash up, I saw Mrs. Zhao standing not far away. She was excited and hurried over: "Why are you here? Where are Xiao Yan and Xiao Lan?"
Mrs. Zhao smiled: "I'm going to break my promise."
"Go inside first, sit down and talk." Chen Yu helped Mrs. Zhao close the room where she lived, and asked Xunmei to bring hot porridge, and then asked: "What happened?"
Although Mrs. Zhao couldn't see it, she whispered in the direction of Chen Yu: "After I die, just bury me by the roadside. I can't wait for Cheng Yu to come back, so I will wait for him to come back and watch from the roadside."
One glance.”
Chen Yu subconsciously took Mrs. Zhao's wrist and checked her pulse.
Mrs. Zhao patted Chen Yu's hand: "Your medical skills are not as good as mine, and my knowledge is not as good as yours. We all understand the principle that treating diseases does not cure lives."
"You are always right." Chen Yu retracted his hand.
Mrs. Zhao said calmly: "I originally wanted to teach Xiao Lan and Xiao Yan until they finish their studies, but now the two sisters have learned 90% together, so this is the only way. If they have the opportunity to meet Jinghai in the future,
Master, maybe they can go a step further, but if they can't see it, it's because their luck is not good enough."
Chen Yu knew that Old Mrs. Zhao was going to lay down the funeral arrangements. When she saw Xunmei bringing hot porridge, she stood up and took it in her hand. She told Xunmei to step back and came to Old Mrs. Zhao: "The wild vegetable porridge in our mountains is very delicious.
You have a taste."
"Okay." Old Mrs. Zhao brought over the porridge, chewed it slowly, and finished the bowl of porridge. She nodded: "It's very fragrant. I have to say that the water in Laojun Mountain is much better than that in Mingzhu Mountain."
Already."
Chen Yu took the empty bowl and said, "The tea here is also very good. Let's try it later."
"Okay." Mrs. Zhao said calmly: "You know the mountain doctor's fortune telling."
Chen Yu smiled bitterly: "I know, but it doesn't even scratch the surface."
"That's because you haven't had this opportunity since you were a child. Even if you meet me, it's useless. You don't have it in your life." Old Mrs. Zhao said, "I swore from the day I entered this school that I will never be a bad person."
Follow the rules, otherwise your life will be ruined."
"So you can calculate the luck and disasters of the Cheng family." Chen Yu comforted: "You can't heal yourself, let alone these mysterious and mysterious skills."
Mrs. Zhao nodded: "That's right, do you believe it?"
Chen Yu originally thought that he was a very staunch atheist and would never believe this. But since arriving in this world, it seems that he can no longer believe it, especially after meeting the great monk Jinghai, Zheng Ze and then Mr. Zhao.
Mrs.
"Xin, many things that cannot be explained must have a certain truth, but those truths are a set of metaphysical laws, which are not something ordinary people like me can understand." Chen Yu said.
Mrs. Zhao smiled: "You are very good at talking and smart."
"You are tired, do you want to rest for a while?" Chen Yu asked.
Mrs. Zhao nodded: "Let me take a nap and drink your tea when I wake up. Laojun Mountain is a good place."
If there is a time when life is most worthy of awe, it is now. Chen Yu is in awe of Mrs. Zhao's life because she knows that this is her last journey.
Watching Mrs. Zhao fall asleep, Chen Yu quietly left. After washing, she sat by the door. She felt very calm. She had seen too many life and death in her two lives, so she could accept what was about to happen more calmly than anyone else.
matter.
People who can predict the end of their lives must be people of great virtue, so Mrs. Zhao is admirable.
At noon, Mrs. Zhao woke up, but refused lunch and only wanted to drink tea. Even to Chen Yu, Mrs. Zhao didn't look like she was going to the end of her life, but obeying the old man was what Chen Yu could do.
, so two people drink tea.
Mrs. Zhao spoke very little. She praised the taste of the tea a few times and was silent for the rest of the time.
It was getting late, but Mrs. Zhao still refused to eat, which made Chen Yu a little anxious: "How about you eat something, I will cook for you."
"You have done too much for me. I have miscalculated one thing in my life, and it was because of you." Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "I should have been the last person in the Cheng family, but Cheng Yu
When I met you, I only miscalculated Cheng Yu, which makes me less regretful. The Cheng family will still be here in the future, which is good, and you are considered my noble person."
Chen Yu didn't know how to answer the call for a moment.
Mrs. Zhao said: "I miss Cheng Yu."
Chen Yu took a slow breath. She didn't know when the people who went to sea would come back. Did Cheng Yu go to sea with him or was arranged to go to Stone Mountain? She didn't ask Xiao Ce. This was not what she should ask, but
If you want to know the scene today, what can you do if you ask?
Then there was silence again.
Suddenly, Mrs. Zhao grabbed Chen Yu's hand and said word by word: "I broke my oath, and my life should end here. Chen Yu, please remember, you are not allowed to do anything or show up in matters at the foot of the mountain. What a big deal."
Things have to wait until dawn! We must wait until dawn!" After the words fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Old Mrs. Zhao held Chen Yu tightly and did not let go. She was already dead.
Chen Yu's whole body was petrified and his mind went blank.
"Xunmei!" Chen Yu shouted sharply.
No one answered.
"Xiangqin!"
No one answered.
The room seemed to be covered. Chen Yu quickly recalled everything from when Old Mrs. Zhao appeared to now, and suddenly realized that Old Mrs. Zhao was here just for him!
She shouldn't have died like this because she wanted to save herself!
how so?
Chen Yu looked at her and clutched her own hand tightly. The skinny hand was still warm.
"Old man, I can't, please let me out. I have a whole family and my Su family at the foot of the mountain." Chen Yu burst into tears.
"It's on fire!"
At night in Sujiazhuang, fires suddenly burst into the sky everywhere. The first person who discovered the fire ran wildly and shouted in the village.
Su Cheng suddenly woke up and rushed out in his underwear and barefoot.
When he saw the fire soaring into the sky, he didn't even have a chance to be stunned and rushed out.
People from Sujiazhuang, men, women, old and young, came out to fetch water and put out fires nearby.
Xiao Lan fell to the ground: "I didn't expect this! Xiao Yan! Go and guard the old lady's house!"
"Sister, what are you doing?" Xiao Yan grabbed a handful but didn't catch her.
Xiao Lan gritted his teeth: "Please rain!"
"No!" Xiao Yan stamped her feet anxiously, but the old lady had to protect her. She could only jump into the Su family's house and went straight to Madam Su's room. At this moment, more than a dozen black figures appeared at the same time.
He rushed to Chen Yu's house.
Xiao Yan was like a ghost, walking among these people. Everyone who fell down seemed to be asleep. Xiao Yan ran to the house exhausted and found Mrs. Su's bed empty. She stamped her feet and turned around.
.
At this time, Xiao Lan was dancing with her sword and making secrets by the river, muttering words, her hair was spread out, there was blood on the corner of her mouth, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and she couldn't pray for rain.
"Amitabha." With the sound of Buddha's name and the sound of wooden fish, old monk Jinghai walked in front, with a three-year-old child beside him, and the two of them sat next to Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan ignored it. When he bit the tip of his tongue, his vision went dark. In his ears was the voice of the old monk Jinghai. He said: "One drink and one peck are the prerequisites. There is no need to force it. It has its own destiny."
In the Sujiazhuang, Su Cheng directed everyone to retreat to the Sujia compound. The men were on the outside and the women were in the courtyard. They didn't want anything else. Saving their lives was the most important thing.
When a thunder sounded and heavy rain came, Mrs. Zhao's body slowly fell down. Chen Yu got up and rushed out of the room. Outside, she met Xunmei coming with water: "Old lady, get up.
Where is the old lady going? It’s raining heavily.”
Chen Yu said nothing and ran all the way down the mountain. When she saw the burned ruins of Sujiazhuang still smoking in the rain, she felt bad. What on earth is going on? It's so evil.