[Shooting Eagle] East Evil Chasing Love

The afterglow of the setting sun shot down directly through the sunset glow, and the horizon was dyed beyond recognition by patches of blood red.Feng Heng lowered his bamboo hat and walked quickly on the way back to the village. When he went out in the morning, the back basket was empty, but now it contained about a catty of pork.He sold the herbs he had collected for a day, and exchanged some wild animals he hunted for some grain and meat.Thinking about his indiscriminate harvesting and killing, in his era, he would have been sentenced to severe punishment.But the ancients here just wanted to survive.

He promised Xiaomei to go back earlier, the old man Mei was exhausted, and the old man worked hard to get by. In these last days, at least he wanted to live comfortably. Thinking of this, Feng Heng couldn't help speeding up his pace, along the way There was no one there, so he simply raised his figure and started walking at his normal speed.At this time, if someone saw this scene, they would be amazed. There was only an afterimage where Feng Heng passed by, and the wind brought the grass and trees on the roadside to sway.

He slowed down near the entrance of the village, but his keen hearing heard a noisy discussion, and that direction was Old Man Mei's home.Feng Heng's heart couldn't help sinking... He threw off the bamboo hat and ran towards old man Mei's house with all his strength.

When we arrived at the gate, there were indeed a bunch of villagers gathered together and pointing at the old man's house.Feng Heng frowned, pushed aside the crowd and strode into the courtyard.There were a few young people standing sporadically in the yard, and two of them were digging and burying them facing the ground. Feng Heng glanced at them and found a pool of blood.He tensed up instantly, ignoring the presence of outsiders, and walked into the room.At the only wooden table in the room, sat an elderly man who was quite old. He was explaining something to the young man beside him. He was startled by Feng Heng's sudden appearance, and his words were choked back in an instant. , Choking and coughing for a while.

As soon as he entered the room, Feng Heng saw Xiaomei kneeling beside the kang, tears streaming down her face, probably because of the presence of these villagers today, she kept suppressing her sobs, she didn't cry loudly like last time, but just kept crying Sleeve wiped face.Regardless of the amazed looks of the people in the room, Feng Heng stepped forward to pick up Xiaomei who was curled up into a ball, and held him tightly in his arms.Although the little man only fell asleep once, he was surprisingly familiar with this embrace, and he crawled into it without any hesitation and burst into tears.

Feng Heng patted Xiaomei's back lightly, and looked down at the old man Mei lying on the kang.The old man's pale complexion was already faintly ashen, and his chest could hardly be seen rising and falling.

"cough cough"

The elder seemed to be the first to recover from the question of who this extraordinary young man was. He suppressed his throat and said:

"I don't know who this young man is?"

After speaking, the elder glanced at the young man without any trace. How can such a handsome young man be an ordinary person?Although wearing linen clothes, it is difficult to conceal the elegance of the body.Whether it's the son of a martial arts family, or the young master of a powerful clan, in short, how can this mediocre old man Mei be able to climb high!

Thinking of this, the elder didn't dare to question the origin of the young master, so he could only respectfully say:

"My lord, this old man Mei is suffering from tuberculosis, and he has ignored the medicine. For your safety, why don't you stay at the old man's house for a few days first, so as not to overwhelm you with the disease?"

Xiaomei in her arms trembled when she heard this, and hugged Feng Heng tightly, for fear that he would really leave the two of them and walk away.Hearing this, Feng Heng was really angry. At this moment, he also forgot that he didn't want to attract attention.He turned cold, looked back at the elder, and hummed:

"The old man was joking, if you let me stay at your house, are you not afraid that I will pass on my illness to your family?"

The elder smiled awkwardly, thinking to himself, I don't know what to do!See if you have tuberculosis too.

In the end, he had to lead the people away in a desperate manner.

Feng Heng saw that the old man had left, but Xiaomei still hugged his neck tightly.Then he patted the back of Xiaomei's hand lightly and said:

"Xiaomei, don't be afraid, I'm here"

But the child was probably terrified, but hugged his neck even tighter.

"Xiaomei, let go of me first, I went to the fair today and brought you a present," Feng Heng said slowly.

Sure enough, the little girl became loose when she heard the gift. She has never received a gift since she grew up.She raised her body slightly, but still leaning on Feng Heng's shoulder, she just raised her face and looked at Feng Heng without making a sound.

Feng Heng hugged Xiaomei and sat on the stool, let the little girl sit on his lap, supported her small body with one hand, put his other hand into his arms, and took out something after a while.It was a comb made of yellow ox horns. It was only as long as a palm, but it was suitable for children to hold. The flat comb was polished with sharp edges and corners, and the teeth were fine and neat. After combing the back, what surprised the little girl most is that there are several five-petaled plum blossoms scattered among the slanted lines, of different sizes, commensurate with the slanted lines, like a plum tree leaning away.

The hands around her neck were lifted slightly, and the girl seemed to have struggled a lot to restrain her urge to touch this beautiful comb.She just stared at the comb for a long while without blinking, and then she moved away, looked at Feng Heng and said:

"Master, you mean, is this comb for me?"

Feng Heng smiled and said:

"Of course, it's useless if I buy it myself, should I use it for dinner?"

After finishing speaking, he handed the comb in front of the girl, saw that the girl's red and swollen eyes finally had some joyful xiyi, and said:

"Give it to Xiaomei. In the future, I will rely on this comb to solve my hair-tie worries."

After comforting Xiaomei, the two of them had a hasty dinner and then sat on the edge of the kang and guarded the old man Mei.About half an hour later, Old Man Mei really woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Heng standing beside him, and grabbed his cuff. Due to the sudden movement, he lay there and took a few breaths of relief. Just started talking again.

"Feng... Mr. Feng... Mr. Feng..." The old man kept calling Feng Heng intermittently, as if this was his last life-saving elixir.

Feng Heng hurriedly stepped forward to hold the old man's hand, bent down and attached his ear canal:

"Father Mei, I'm here. Just tell me if you have anything to say."

"Mr. Feng, you are a good man. The old man has nothing else to do. There is only one thing I beg you to agree to no matter what. No matter what...cough cough cough" he said excitedly, and the old man coughed heart-piercingly again .

"My lord, after the old man left, the only thing I'm worried about is my granddaughter Ruohua. She is still young, leaving her here alone, I really don't want to die. I beg you to take my granddaughter and let her be a cow for you." Ma, take care of Mr. Hou’s daily clothes and business. You will be an extra servant girl if you take my granddaughter with you. Although Ruohua is young, she is sensible. I won’t cause you any trouble. Mr., the old man has the cheek to beg you Well, in the next life, I will definitely repay the great kindness and virtue of the young master." After speaking, the old man seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and held Feng Heng's hand tightly, as if he was holding a A heavy hope.

"Old man, what are you talking about, as long as Xiaomei is willing, she can always follow me, and I will take care of her as much as possible, don't worry." Feng Heng comforted her softly.

After hearing Feng Heng's words, old man Mei finally felt relieved.Just listen to him say weakly:

"Ruohua, come here"

The tears on Xiaomei's face were still streaming, she leaned over slowly, for fear that the noise would scare her grandpa.

"Grandpa, Ruohua is here"

Xiaomei stretched out her small hand, and firmly grasped the other big palm of old man Mei. This hand taught her to walk, led her across the river, and was the pillar of her life.The hand was weak now, and it seemed that it could no longer hold her above her head.

"Ruohua, hurry up and kowtow to the young master. From now on, you will follow Mr. Feng. Mr. Feng is your master. You have to listen carefully to what you say, do you hear...you listen to grandpa..." After speaking, the old man Mei's voice finally became louder and louder. getting weaker.

Sure enough, Xiaomei turned her knees to kowtow to Feng Heng, Feng Heng couldn't accept it readily, so he had to pick up Xiaomei.The old man Mei turned his head slightly, opened his powerless eyes hard, and watched his granddaughter kneeling on the ground stubbornly pursing her lips and leaning down as if to kowtow. His granddaughter is obedient and sensible, and he is the most precious treasure in this world. It's just that he can't be with her anymore.Seeing her being picked up by Mr. Feng and hugged in his arms, the two neatly combed buns looked like rabbit ears, old man Mei couldn't help but curled the corners of his mouth, and slowly closed his eyes.

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