A car accident, our family of three crossed

After Zhou Huan gave the instructions, he went to Jubao Pavilion through a small door in the mansion and asked his servants to call several craftsmen from Jubao Pavilion.

He could already imagine what expressions those old guys would have after seeing the drawings he brought back. It was really exciting!

At the same time, Chai the Hunter bought some necessary items for the journey in the county town and left the city. Now that he had money in his hand, the first thing he had to do was to take his daughter to find a doctor.

Even though the money was not earned in an honorable way, he did not regret doing so. He could not discuss their life experience with that family. The only thing he could do for them was to get rid of the person who might want to kill them again at any time. That was all.

He returned to the village with a lot on his mind. When he thought about his wife and daughter having to live a hard life with him, with hard work and no stable place to live, he felt a sense of regret in his heart.

As soon as he entered the village, he looked towards his home on the mountain. From afar, he saw thick smoke floating in the sky over there. He couldn't help but be startled, and he used his lightness skills to fly up the mountain.

When the villagers learned that there was a fire on the mountain, they ran up the mountain with their tools to help put out the fire. A gust of wind blew past them, and they saw a figure flash past their eyes. When they looked again, the figure had already gone into the distance.

"Oh, what was that just now?"

"Don't worry about it, put out the fire first."

On the mountain, outside the Chai family's courtyard, many villagers carrying buckets of water had gathered. The group of people looked at the raging fire in the yard, the heat waves, and the thick smoke, and they had no idea where to start.

Just when everyone thought that Chai the hunter and his family of three had all died in the fire, a man suddenly rushed into the crowd, ran into the yard, and shouted the names of his wife and daughter.

"Her mother... Cheng Cheng..."

He shouted heartbreakingly, but the only response he got was the increasingly fierce fire and the billowing black smoke.

After shouting several times, there was still no response. Chai the hunter's heart sank to the bottom in an instant, and he rushed into the fire without saying a word. Fortunately, several big men from the village risked their lives to run in and hold him back.

"Brother Chai, we can't go in. The fire is too big and too dangerous."

"No, they are still inside!"

Even if there were several strong and healthy men, how could they stop a master who had practiced martial arts for many years? Chai the hunter just pulled and swung the men away.

Faced with the scorching heat, Chai the Hunter rushed out of the yard, snatched a bucket of water from the onlookers, and poured it over his head. He poured several buckets of water until he was soaked, then he returned to the yard and rushed directly into the sea of ​​fire.

The crowd couldn't stop the people, nor could they help, they could only worry outside and pray that Chai the hunter could survive and escape from the sea of ​​fire.

But in just a dozen breaths, the people waiting outside felt as if a whole day and night had passed. Why didn't they come out...

As if responding to everyone's wishes, a fireman rushed out of the sea of ​​fire with a bang, holding a charred body. After putting the body down, Chai Hunter rolled on the ground screaming, trying to put out the flames on his body.

"Hurry, hurry, everyone, come and lend a hand." The villagers reacted very quickly and immediately called on the villagers who had carried water to go and put out the fire.

Everyone poured several buckets of water on Chai the hunter to cool him down. At this time, he had multiple burns on his body and face, but he didn't care. He got up from the ground and rushed into the sea of ​​fire again.

Everyone was counting their breaths nervously, this time a little faster than before. When they counted to the tenth breath, Chai the hunter rushed out again holding a corpse.

With the experience just now, everyone was prepared. When Chai the hunter rushed out, they did the same thing and poured bucket after bucket of water on him, just to relieve some of the pain caused by the burns.

Everyone broke off some thin twigs with leaves and spread them on the ground, then helped to put the bodies of the Chai mother and daughter on top. Chai the hunter ignored the pain in his body, crawled over, hugged the bodies of his wife and daughter, and cried loudly.

People seemed to be able to see the atmosphere of sadness and despair around him, and those who were prone to tears had quietly wiped their eyes. Suddenly, all the people closest to you in this world are gone, who can not be sad and desperate?

The village official stepped forward and advised: "Brother Chai, the dead cannot be resurrected, you should mourn less, for now, let the mother and daughter rest in peace!"

With the help of everyone in the village, they found a wide open space not far from the Chai family's courtyard and buried the mother and daughter.

At this moment, the sky changed, thick clouds gathered quickly, and soon raindrops as big as beans fell, gradually becoming denser and turning into a downpour in an instant.

Under the heavy rain, the fire in the Chai family courtyard gradually died down and was completely extinguished soon. Only an empty shell of the house was left.

Seeing this, some older people couldn't help but beat their chests and stamp their feet, looking up to the sky and shouting: "God is so unfair, God is so unfair! Why didn't you rain earlier?"

In the heavy rain, Chai the hunter sat in front of his wife and daughter's grave, his eyes dull, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. Summer rain comes and goes quickly, and it stopped in just two quarters of an hour. It was almost evening, and the villagers came forward to persuade him, "Brother Chai, you have to take care of your injuries..."

There were multiple burns on Hunter Chai's face and body, his clothes were tattered, and blisters had formed on all the visible wounds, especially the large blisters on his face that were particularly obvious.

However, he seemed to be no longer aware of the pain and just sat there, indifferent to what others said to him.

No one wanted to see such an accident happen. The person was already dead, and the villagers could only do so much. Many people shook their heads and left the mountain. The villager sighed, and regardless of whether he would listen or not, he stayed and persuaded them a few more times, and then he followed the others down the mountain at the end.

At night, the village was still a little worried, so they went up the mountain with several other villagers. They saw that Chai the hunter was still sitting in front of the tomb, motionless, like a lifeless statue.

Chai the Hunter sat in front of the tomb all night without moving. He didn't understand why he had become like this after being away from home for only a few days.

After running out of the fire, he checked the bodies of the mother and daughter while holding them. The direct cause of their death was not being burned, but being diagnosed by their internal force. It was certain that the murderer set the fire after they were killed.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but howl to the sky. Is this God's punishment for him? They have been hiding for more than 20 years, but they were still found by those people? He couldn't escape retribution after all, but all the sins he committed were punished on his wife and daughter...