Diary of the Naruto Healer

The sun sets in the west, and its red afterglow shines on the forest.Two pairs of footsteps walked through the rugged mountains, turning over fallen leaves. Two figures, one old and one young, ran back and forth. Maybe they didn't hear the footsteps chasing behind them, so they stopped for a rest.

"Are you tired of lotus?"

Behind, the woman was in shock, breathing heavily, her bun hanging down in disorder. She shook her head, then looked in the direction she was running, and asked worriedly: "Dad, will Brother Mu and the others be caught by the other party?" , who are they and who are they?”

The old man "Dongchang" calmed down, thinking of the clothes worn by the previous group of people.

Fu Rui turned around and looked at him: "What?"

woo~~~

The setting sun cast its last rays on the top of the mountain, and the forest became dark. A wolf howled at the foot of the mountain, startling the night. Zhou Tong's voice also said: "A group of evil-minded people. How many people will be killed by the plague?" I knew I should have killed that guy on the spot."

"They are killing people. What should I do if I see other people?" The anxious woman obviously understood what it meant to be evil-minded. She usually heard these words from the women in the village cursing those Jurchens to the north, but the Jurchens She didn't know what they looked like, but she had seen those people just now.

Zhou Tong shook his head: "There are so many of them. Even if my father is good at martial arts, he can't save them among hundreds of people. And with the nature of that group of people, the others may have already encountered something unexpected."

As he finished speaking, he stopped swinging his head and looked to one side, as if there was movement, and frowned: "A wolf is coming. Let's leave here first and go back to the village."

The two turned around and continued running towards the village. In the grass not far behind them, fallen leaves were stepped on with fleshy palms, making a rustling sound. Suddenly, a black figure jumped out. The old man turned sideways and punched the black figure on the head.

There was a whimper over there, and an old wolf with hair loss fell heavily to the ground, with a pool of blood flowing from its mouth and nose.

The figures of the father and daughter quickly disappeared in front of them. After about an hour or two, they climbed over half of the barren mountain and walked on the ridge path that could only accommodate one person. In the distance, a string of firelights snaked forward under the mountain.

Fu Rui held a stone, her green hair flying messily in the night wind. She looked at the torch-carrying team and the direction in which they were heading, and lost her voice: "They went towards the village, Dad, there are many villagers there..."

"Dad knows." The old man thought of other things and suddenly sank.

But because my daughter didn't know any martial arts, she walked much slower. At first, I thought that even if the other party killed my group, they wouldn't know that there were villages nearby, but now the eunuchs from Dongchang can find them. Come on, someone on my side must have revealed the truth in order to survive.

Dongchang wanted to silence him. This was the first thought in Zhou Tong's mind.Soon after, he finally held the woman's arm with one hand and accelerated his pace. He took a shortcut to the mud hill at the entrance of the village. He stood on a high place, parted the grass and looked towards the village.

There was already a sea of ​​fire.

The soil reflected the firelight, and the red blood on the ground was dazzling. Several corpses fell into pieces in a pool of blood. It was unclear who belonged to them. The cries of children were heard among the wails and screams. An old woman cried out. He rushed out of the burning thatched cottage, threw himself on the ground and rolled around, trying to extinguish the scalding flames... A woman hugged her child, shivering in fear and huddled in a corner, and was caught a moment later She dragged her hair out, snatched the crying child from her hands, and threw her into the sea of ​​fire, causing heart-wrenching screams.

Behind the grass, Fu Rui covered her mouth and gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying. She opened her eyes wide and watched the horrific scenes unfold in front of her.

Tears overflowed, blurring his vision, and the wailing and death screams of the villagers could still be heard in his ears.

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A figure walked out of the thatched house, and then a fire ignited and crushed the building. The face of a white-eyed eunuch was reflected red in the firelight. The originally soaked palace robe was steaming in the heat wave, and wisps of white air were flowing from his scattered head. Emerging slowly.

Not far ahead, the kneeling young man saw a pair of steps stepping into his lowered gaze. He trembled in fright and pressed his head tightly to the ground.

"Scholar, there is no such thing as Master Zhou and his daughter as you mentioned. It seems that the people here were killed in vain." Feng Bao glanced at the collapsed thatched house and then at the trembling head, his tone was rather high-pitched.

On the ground, the rebellious Mu Yang was trembling. He spoke faster and uttered a series of trills: "Return to my father-in-law... My father-in-law, I guess that the father and daughter may not dare to come back to the village. They must have known that the father-in-law would come in advance." Here, so I’m hiding.”

"Obviously it was you, a scholar, who came up with the idea. Why did it come from our family again?" Feng Bao squatted down with a smile, and lifted the other person's chin with his leather-covered hand, "Tsk, tsk, what a handsome guy, scholar?" Are they all as tender-skinned and tender as you?"

After hearing what the other party said, Mu Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his face, suppressing his fear and stuttering: "My little one is not like other people. I beg you to be kind and don't kill me." .Let the little ones do whatever they want. Make sure to keep it a secret.”

"You are very good at silencing this strategy. You are cruel and our family likes it very much. Then you can follow me." Feng Bao rubbed the other person's hair, stood up and scanned the surroundings indifferently: "Be diligent with your hands and feet, and go back after the killing. There’s still things to do.”

"Yes!" There was a chorus of responses all around.

Afterwards, the Dongchang eunuch turned around and strode away from the village with his hands behind his back. On the ground, the young man exhaled for the rest of his life and, regardless of the wetness in his crotch, hurriedly followed the Dongchang fans who were retreating.

Only a piece of scorched earth and hundreds of innocent souls were left.

In the moonlit sky, the air was filled with the smell of burning.

In the dark night, the fire was all gone, and two figures moved in with difficulty at the entrance of the dilapidated village. At this time, the deathly silence of the village seemed extremely ferocious, and the figures of the past no longer existed.

The woman's figure walked past the corpses, stepping on the slippery pool of blood.

The one on the left is a dead woman. She called her Aunt Huang. She originally had a husband and several children at home.

A little further on, there was a burnt corpse with a cane lying next to it. The woman walked over and picked it up. She remembered that she made it for her grandma. She was old and had difficulty moving, so she made a simple one for her. Yes, it's just a stick cut from a tree branch...

I'm afraid I won't need it now, and...I heard they don't use their feet when they go there.

"Big. Everyone is dead"

Fuu wanted to be strong and not cry, but the tears had already fallen down due to the suppressed grief and sorrow. When she saw the corpses of mother and son hugging each other in a charred house, she sniffed, "Everyone. They’re all dead. They’re all dead.”

The woman squatted on the ground, buried her head in her arms, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Mu Yang, you greedy for life and fear of death"

The old man's eyes were fierce, his lips trembled a few times, and he growled low and low: "It's useless for me to believe in the wrong person and that eunuch from Dongchang. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. I have to kill you."

The crying figure suddenly raised his head, and his sad eyes flashed with determination: "Dad, let's go get revenge..."

The wind passes through the mountains, and the lingering smoke lingers like a soul, wandering and rising.The standing old man clenched his fists, looked at the equally determined woman, and nodded.

"it is good"

ps: Second update, still no more bursts.There will be more later.See more prestige official account: hhxs665