Chapter 2 Fire

Style: Fantasy Author: NanjueWords: 1445Update Time: 24/01/13 02:22:11
Five years have passed since that dark night.

There is Taier Village in Huzhou. The haystack in the village is filled with grass and grass, and a group of children are rolling around on the grass. "Mu Ziyun, get out of here." A boy of seven or eight years old stood next to the haystack, holding his waist with his left hand and pointing forward with his right hand. His fat face turned red with anger.

"Come down as soon as you say." Mu Ziyun poked his head out from above, "Huzi, you are bullying me again." "You" Huzi trembled angrily, "You lied to me, the suturing technique you told me is not good at all. It didn’t work, so I went back and tore the clothes in my mother’s cabinet. The spell didn’t work at all, and my mother even kicked me out.”

"Who said it won't work? Look." Mu Ziyun stood up and took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and...teared it in half, then muttered a few spells, "Change, change, change" and turned around, " Look, isn't it sewn up?" Sure enough, the veil was as good as ever, "This, this..." Huzi looked at the complete veil, gritted his teeth, widened his eyes, and roared: "Okay You Mu Ziyun, it turns out that you changed your handkerchief, I'm going to beat you to death." "What?" Muziyun was stunned for a moment, and when he looked down, the white handkerchief turned into a red handkerchief, eh, I forgot . Mu Ziyun quickly threw away the veil and ran towards the back. "Stop, don't run."

Jumping from the top of the haystack to the end, Mu Ziyun picked up the haystack while running, and threw it towards Huzi. Even so, Huzi grabbed him by the collar and pushed him to the ground, "Brother Huzi, don't hit, don't hit." , let me tell you a new spell, oh..." He covered his right eye, "You stupid bastard, you are really hitting me, oh, no, no, no." Mu Ziyun quickly covered his face, "Brother Huzi, I know I was wrong, and I will go and admit it to your mother." Huzi stopped after hearing this, "Really?" "Really!" Huzi stood up with satisfaction.

"Brother Huzi," Mu Ziyun rubbed his eyes, "Why do you run so fast." "Huh" Huzi raised his head proudly, "My second brother is an apprentice of Bai Shamen, and I learned from him. Leopard walks." "Oh, no wonder Brother Huzi is so powerful." "Stop talking nonsense, let's go to my house." "Okay." Mu Ziyun agreed and stood up, suddenly throwing the grass hidden in his hand towards Tiger, run away. "Mu Ziyun, you bastard, stop." Mu Ziyun gritted his teeth and ran as fast as he could, but Hu Zi was getting closer and closer.

I had no choice but to give up and walk around among the haystacks to get some distance away. Oops, the sole of his foot slipped, something bad happened. Mu Ziyun was about to hit the ground, and his heart trembled. Bang, hiss, Huzi heard the sound, babble... "Hey, what's the sound?" Huzi followed the sound and turned to that place.

Um, open your mouth, uh...ah! Finally holding back his voice, he ran towards the village, "It's on fire, it's on fire!" Mu Ziyun lay on the ground and recovered, and opened his eyes. Before he felt the pain, he was frightened by the sight in front of him. "Help, help."

There was actually a sea of ​​fire around him. The flames grew stronger and stronger, surrounding Muziyun. The sky-like heat was almost drying him out. Muziyun stood up and ran towards one side. Strangely, the fire As if following him intentionally, wherever he ran, the fire would burn even more intensely. "Wow" Mu Ziyun cried loudly, "Someone come to save me, help me." What's terrible is that after this sound, Flames from all directions rushed toward Muziyun in unison. "Ah, don't come here." Mu Ziyun collapsed on the ground. Strangely, the flames really stopped around and no longer moved forward.

Finally, a group of people came running from the village, "Quick, put out the fire." "Father" Huzi grabbed a man holding a barrel, "Muziyun is inside, save him quickly." "What! Where is it?" "Just There!" Huzi pointed to the haystack. Only then did people see the small dots in the fire. "Save the children first." The villagers carried rice buckets and ran towards Muziyun. "Damn it, why is this fire getting stronger and stronger?" The thick smoke choked the villagers at the fire scene. Tears came out, but even if the men kept watering, they couldn't make a way out. "Ziyun, child, ah..." Ziyun's mother fell down next to the fire and cried.

Mu Ziyun couldn't hear these. He was really frightened. He tightened his body and shook in the fire ring. "Help, help." The flames beside him slowly moved in. "No, no," Mu Ziyun covered his head. Head, the flame really seemed to have spirituality and retreated again. Hey, Mu Ziyun seemed to have figured out the way, "Back off." The flame retreated, "Come here." The flame was about to hit Mu Ziyun's face, "Don't No, step back, step back." The flames subsided obediently.

This, this fire listens to me? "Then, then just kill yourself." Mu Ziyun tried to say something, but the surrounding flames did not reflect it. Hey, it didn't work? "Bake it hotter." Bang, the fire exploded in all directions, and several villagers were almost covered in it. "Back off, the fire is getting bigger." The leading man yelled. Ahem, Mu Ziyun choked on the thick smoke and shouted to the sky at the top of his lungs: "Someone come to save me and put out the fire."

There was a rumble, and suddenly there were several muffled thunders in the sky. It had never rained so heavily in Taier Village. The villagers were stunned. What happened? The fire in the pasture just now looked like it was eating people. There was such a heavy rain immediately. What was even more bizarre was that after the fire in front of them was extinguished, the rain suddenly stopped. The villagers carried wooden buckets and stared blankly at the mess, "Zi Yun!" Yun Niang, ran to Mu Ziyun. Before Mu Ziyun could recover from what had just happened, she was hugged by her mother, "Ah, you scared me to death, my child." Poof, a man came to him. Ziyun knelt down and said, "God, what a God." Most of the remaining people were at a loss.