Chapter 203: Growing old in the fire -
“What is this?”
Huang Meiyun remained calm and did not show that she was not Song Weichen, just because she was also curious about when this tree grew Such a thing came out.
“This is a kind of moth called ghost-faced white-headed moth that lives in a sleepy state. After death, it will gradually turn into a cocoon. And the objects around it will also be automatically wrapped in the cocoon. Don’t look at it. This cocoon shell is light and thin, but it is not damaged by fire, rain, knife, axe, or axe. Only by placing it in the open air and letting the cocoon feel the power of thunder can it break open and obtain the contents. Therefore, there are many people in Youmei who use it to store it. A precious thing.”
“It’s just that the ghost-faced whitehead can only survive in the cold place and never leaves the realm of sleep. Why does it appear here?”
Mo Tingfeng explained carefully, but "Song Weichen" was distracted. She kept looking at the cracked acacia tree, with all kinds of emotions in her eyes. It turned out to be that thing...
Huang Meiyun already knew that Mo Tingfeng What is the "precious thing" that Ting Feng talks about.
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At that time, both she and Huzi were still young, yellow-haired children. The two families were very close, and she was destined to be a baby when she was just born - Huang Huzi was She is four years older than her, but adults have instilled the concept that she should be good to Huang Meiyun since she was a child.
This "order" engraved on him since he was a child has almost become his life creed. Huang Hu puts Huang Meiyun first at all times and always leaves the best for her. Everyone went home after dark, and the two of them were almost always together.
When Huang Meiyun was nine years old, one day the two of them were catching small fish and shrimps in the shallow waters of Mian Lake. Suddenly, a rich and unfamiliar-looking uncle ran out from the shore, panting, chasing a large, snow-white moth.
The moth suddenly stopped moving when it flew near the two little ones, and threw it straight into the water. Huang Hu waded over to pick it up. The moth was not dead, but was still struggling with its wings. He held the moth and walked back to the shore to find the uncle to hand it back to him.
The uncle gasped and just shook his head, saying that since they touched it first, it belongs to them.
He said that this moth is called "White-headed Moth", which means growing old together, and the person who gets it will have a happy marriage. Moreover, this kind of moth will recognize the first person who touches it as its owner. Even if it dies, as long as the owner's important things are buried with it, it will protect its owner forever.
The two little moths were still children after all. They didn’t understand the value of eternity. They just thought the moth was beautiful and took them home to raise. Unfortunately, they died within half a month. The two of them worked together to dig a hole at the base of the acacia tree that had just been planted a few years ago in Huang Meiyun's yard and put it in.
Just as he was about to bury it, Huang Hu remembered what the rich man said and untied his hair and cut off a strand with the knife he carried.
“Brother Huzi, what are you doing?”
“Yun’er, you should also cut a strand. Didn’t uncle say that if you bury important things with it, it will be protected? . It was said in that excerpt that hair is the thread of love that is hard to break, and what I want most is that we will always be together."
Huang Meiyun was still in love at that time, so she didn't react at all after hearing this. He cut off a strand of hair like Huang Hu, and then found a red thread and asked her to braid the two strands of hair into a concentric knot, and then buried it with the white-headed moth.
Unexpectedly, as the tree grew, the moth wrapped itself into a cocoon and grew into the trunk...
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Huang Meiyun was about to tell Mo Tingfeng what was inside the cocoon, when suddenly there was another thunder explosion. The cocoon cracked in response to the thunder, and the hair knot made of red rope inside was exposed. Mo Tingfeng just I wanted to take it out, but there was a loud commotion outside the hospital.
"Mountain fire! Mountain fire is coming! Fight the fire! Fight the fire!!"
Mo Tingfeng was shocked. Didn't the mountain fire burning the village only happen after Huang Hu went to the southern border? Why is it so early! Is it really because of Song Weichen's actions that everything here has changed?
No time to think about it, this fire must be saved! If Huangjia Village becomes ruins, and the chaotic Huang Hu has no place to return even if he comes back, then Song Weichen's original intention of entering the fantasy world and his precious desire for perfection will be in vain.
Huang Meiyun was a little dazed when she heard the fire started. That night decades ago was especially in front of her. The fire quickly engulfed the houses in the village. Old, young, women and children cried and screamed. The only remaining men were responsible for putting out the fire, while the young women lined up in a row. The team passed buckets to fetch water from Mianhu Lake, and the busy work for most of the night was just a drop in the bucket.
She subconsciously covered her lower abdomen. If she hadn't had a miscarriage that night, her and Huang Hu's child would have reached the age of a grandchild...
Huang Meiyun was immersed in In the past memory, Mo Tingfeng called her several times but there was no response, and he just thought she was frightened by the sudden fall of sky fire and was stunned.
He originally wanted to leave her alone in the yard while he went to put out the fire, but it was not safe to leave, and the timing of the thunder igniting the fire was also very strange. It was not the dry season, and there was still enough moisture in the woods and meadows. , logically it shouldn't be able to burn - but the huge smell of smoke coming from the direction of the forest is enough to show the terror of the fire!
Without delay, Mo Tingfeng wrapped the hair knot in the cocoon in cotton cloth and stuffed it into his clothes. Mo Tingfeng stepped forward and grabbed "Song Weichen"'s hand and went to put out the fire together.
Huang Meiyun muttered several times on the way to tell Mo Tingfeng that she was not Song Weichen, but she couldn't say it out. She also had selfish motives. She also hoped that if she could extinguish the mountain fire with everyone, would the subsequent disaster avoid happening? Can she and Huang Hu's child... be saved?
The two quickly arrived at the junction of the north of the village and the meadow woods. At this time, most of the young and middle-aged people in the village had gathered there. Uncle Liu, the village chief with limited legs and feet, was directing everyone on crutches. He was digging hard in the meadow near the village, seemingly trying to dig a ditch.
Although the fire caused by the lightning strike was in a dense forest, due to the strong north wind, it quickly swept towards Huangjia Village. At this time, it had burned through most of the meadow and was soon approaching the village! It was obviously late at night, but the whole sky was reflected like sunset, and the fire in Huang Meiyun's eyes was burning.
"Meiyun, Huzi, you are here! Hurry, dig the ditch!"
When Uncle Liu saw them, he pointed to a row of hoes in the corner and shouted repeatedly.
Huang Meiyun didn’t know what was going on, so why did she want to dig a canal?
But seeing that everyone seemed to have a clear purpose, and could even be said to be doing all this in an extremely urgent but orderly manner, she couldn't help but take two hoes from the wall and join them, because Mo Tingfeng and She also had a rope tied to her hand, and she was dragged to join the ditch-digging team.
Another group of young people lined up to get water from Mianhu Lake and quickly poured it into the dug ditch in order to increase the humidity in the ditch.
The excavated soil was carried with bamboo strips by a group of young men in the village to the five houses closest to the fire in the north of the village, and was wiped with water and mud under the wall near the north. .
Huang Meiyun looked at it while digging, and was secretly surprised. How come everyone not only seemed to know that there would be this natural disaster, but also made complete preparations and plans for the fire in advance? Could it be that the little girl did something...?
Thinking of this, her heart warmed even more and she worked harder on her hands.
Mo Tingfeng could have noticed the clues about Huang Meiyun's skillful way of turning over soil and digging ditches if he had cared to pay attention to it, but he couldn't pay attention to it at the moment.
Although he seems to be digging soil, he is actually concentrating all his attention on using magic to contain the fire. Unfortunately, the power of nature cannot be matched by manpower, and he has specialization in the art, so even the most powerful person in the world of sleep Mo Tingfeng could only slow down and reduce the speed of fire, but could not extinguish it.
...unless he is the Dragon King himself, the Lord of the Four Seas.
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The fire finally reached the dug ditch - this was one of the "fire prevention skills" that "Huang Meiyun" had repeatedly instilled in the village chief, Uncle Liu. It was euphemistically called the "fire break zone", but I don't know if it worked. Everyone retreated to the walls of the houses in the north of the village, their hearts in their throats. Sure enough, the flames "stopped" the moment they touched the ditch. A wall of flames was blazing, its mouth wide open as if it wanted to devour the village, but it was helplessly isolated from the ditch and unable to move in. Everyone was overjoyed! If we can maintain the current state and no more accidents happen, this fire can definitely be stopped!
Everyone was rejoicing when the north wind suddenly became fierce. A ball of flame jumped directly from above to the connection between the outer wall and the eaves of a house in the north, spreading to all sides.
The downward movement was controlled, because the lower edge of the wall had been pasted with a lot of wet mud in advance and did not burn. This is the second fire prevention skill of "Huang Meiyun". It is euphemistically called "firewall", and it is true. it works.
However, the flames did not follow the rules, and the remaining part had already reached the roof in the blink of an eye, spreading rapidly!
"Put out the fire! Put out the fire with all your strength! Control the fire and don't spread to other houses! Leave the children, young adults in!" Uncle Liu shouted at the top of his lungs.
Fortunately, every household has two large water urns in the yard. It is also advantageous for a group of people to focus on putting out the fire in one house. The men are responsible for putting out the fire, and the women are still responsible for lining up to refill the water from Mianhu. Although The wind almost hit another house again, but fortunately, it was successfully suppressed.
It’s just that Mo Tingfeng didn’t care about this side. He was using all his strength to suppress the flames on the other side of the ditch and prevent the flames from “derailing” into the village again.
The fire in the village was finally put out, and Uncle Liu breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, the north wind was gradually decreasing, and the flames outside the ditch were also weakening. However, after all, there were hidden dangers if they were not completely extinguished, so we quickly organized everyone to go back and put out the fire with all their strength.
Finally, at dawn, the mountain fire was successfully extinguished and Huangjiacun was saved!
The old people celebrated with their foreheads and hands, while the children and young people cheered, played and laughed. Everyone's face and body were smoky and shiny, but they could not hide the joy in their eyes.
Uncle Liu was thrown up, caught and thrown up again by a group of people. The fuss lasted for a long time. He finally put him down. He was old and had inconvenient legs. He almost fell to the ground. He was also thrown by a group of young people. Smiling and holding on.
He held his dizzy head and looked around for "Huang Meiyun" to thank her properly. If she hadn't repeatedly warned him and persuaded him to teach him how to build a "firebreak" and a "firewall", she would have taken the trouble to do so. Let me tell you how to deal with a mountain fire. I'm afraid last night was the disaster for Huangjiacun!
“Huzi, where is Meiyun?”
Uncle Liu saw Mo Tingfeng who was squeezing in the crowd.
Mo Tingfeng's spells consumed a lot of money after one night, and he really needed to practice to make up for it. Moreover, it was not suitable to perform magic in the crowd at this moment, so he just used his naked eyes to look for her in the crowd of people who were rubbing shoulders and celebrating, and followed the rope in his hand to find her - but the person on the other end of the rope seemed to be deliberately avoiding him. She dodged left and right in the crowd and finally caught her, but the one she saw was not Huang Meiyun, but tied to the arm of a seven or eight-year-old boy.
Mo Tingfeng was startled and pulled the little boy, "Where is Meiyun?"
Seeing Mo Tingfeng coming, the half-grown boy smiled and untied the rope from his hand, "Brother Huzi, Sister Yun asked me to play a catch game with you. Before you catch me, try to avoid you. If you catch me, you win, but I can ask her to collect the reward."
< br>“Where is she?!” Veins popped up on Mo Tingfeng’s forehead.
The half-grown boy looked around, scratching his head and wondering, "She was here just now...did she not want to give me a reward and hide?"
Mo Tingfeng untied the rope and squeezed out of the crowd. He must have Something happened, something must have happened that he didn't realize!
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He ran towards his yard. After running a few steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong behind him. He looked back at the village elders who were still celebrating on the meadow in the north of the village. They were obviously opening their mouths. There was laughter and laughter, but he couldn't hear any sound!
Looking around again, everything there seems to be seen through ripples, spreading out in circles, and the crowd gradually becomes unreal.
I smelled the smell of burning flames in my nose again, but this time, it came from the village!
Mo Tingfeng felt huge uneasiness in her heart. Speaking of it, Song Weichen had hardly spoken to him since arriving at the scene of the fire. This was very abnormal given her character. Could it be that...she was no longer her a long time ago? ? !
Without caring about anything else, he turned around and rushed towards the village! Before reaching Huang Meiyun's courtyard, she could already see the flames rising into the sky - the acacia tree in the courtyard was burning!
It was already daylight, and there were clearly people walking around in the village but no reaction to the fire. It seemed like an illusion that only Mo Tingfeng could see.
The scorching wind had already touched his cheeks, and the smell of wood fire was getting stronger, and the crackling sound was entangled in his eardrums. But as soon as he entered the courtyard, everything changed, except for the acacia tree that was burning. , the surrounding house walls and even the entire Huangjia Village disappeared!
There was only a vast expanse of frozen snow, with shocking puddles of frost-red blood and ice. Under the snow were looming piles of iron-gray armor, chariot wheels, broken flags... and stumps.
He finally saw her.
But Mo Tingfeng was hesitant in his steps and he didn't dare to admit it.
"Song Weichen" stood with his back to him and facing the burning acacia tree. The clothes on his body were completely different from before.
It was no longer the thick brogue skirt that Mo Tingfeng bought her in the town, but a thin skirt as red as blood, with the skirt trailing so long that it seemed to be stretching on the snow. There was a red carpet of flowers, a pair of red embroidered shoes on her feet, and her long hair was half tied and half loose, blowing gently with the falling snow and wind.
"Wei Wei..."
Mo Tingfeng called out softly. That figure had been engraved in his heart for thousands of years, and he couldn't even admit the wrong person.
But "Song Weichen" didn't respond to this. She just repeated what she said and slowly walked towards the burning tree, as if she was going to walk into the fire.
Mo Tingfeng finally heard it clearly. The voice seemed to come from the void. What she said was——
"Brother Tiger, I'm here..."
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