Am I the one who was wronged?

At that time, he was still young and ignorant, followed behind his master, walked down Tuyuan Mountain, took the tractor in the village, and went to the county town to drive a car.

The tractor was bouncing on the dirt road with a "beep beep", emitting thick black gas from burning diesel oil, and the smell was very choking.

The uncle driver was very bold, he picked him up with his hand, threw him on the tractor piled with straw, and laughed at him, "Oh, little master is gaining weight again."

He hugged the rag bag, lay down in the sun-softened straw, and raised his hands to cover the glare of the sun.

When his master got on the tractor, the driver uncle chatted with his master, "Master, where is this going?"

"Go to Nancheng." His master pushed him away, sat on the straw by himself, squinted his eyes comfortably, and didn't care that he almost rolled off the tractor.

Amidst the sound of the tractor beeping, the uncle driver sighed, "It's a bit far away, and it takes two days and two nights to go to the county to take a bus.

Why do you still bring a uniform? He is only a few years old and he is very small. He just has a little pimple, and he will be tired on the road when he follows you. "

The sun was warm, and he was lying in the straw pile, smelling the choking diesel smell, and feeling a little drowsy.

Hearing what his master said, he was so dazed that he couldn't hear clearly, and he vaguely heard two words "he has to go" and "he has to get used to it."

The tractor shook so comfortably that he quickly fell asleep lying on the straw, and he didn't even hear the conversation between his uncle and the driver.

When he woke up, he was already sitting on the bus to Nancheng, leaning against the window.

His master was sitting next to him, lying sprawled on the seat, with his chubby belly gently rising and falling, snoring and sleeping soundly.

I don't know how long he slept. There was no sun in the sky outside, the clouds were thick, and it was slowly raining.

The passenger in front opened the car window, and the rain drifted in through the half-open window, hitting his face, his clothes were also wet, and he was a bit chilly.

His neck was itchy, and he stretched out his hand to scratch it. He felt that his clothes were wet and stuck to the mountain, which made him uncomfortable.

Lying behind the front seat, he reached out and poked the person in front, "Uncle, can you close the window, the rain is coming in, I'm a little cold."

The people in the front row didn't move. He poked it twice and called out in a low voice, "Uncle, uncle?"

No matter how much he yelled, the person in the front row didn't move. He was probably in a deep sleep and couldn't wake up even by yelling.

He pouted aggrievedly, kicked off his shoes, stood on the chair, and reached out to hook the front window.

He was short-handed and short-legged, so he stood on tiptoe and worked hard for a long time before he hooked to the car window and pulled it over to close it with great effort.

After the window was closed, the rainwater that came on my face disappeared, I clapped my little hands happily, and was about to go back to the seat and sit down, but I caught a glimpse of the person in the front row from the corner of my eye.

His eyes were wide open, and he stared blankly at the aisle in the car, not seeming to be asleep at all.

He was very angry immediately, it was obviously raining outside and it was still chilly.

The man had to keep the windows open, so that he was covered in rain, what if he had a cold and a fever.

Pouted, stretched out his short and fat fingers, and poked the man viciously twice to vent his anger.

As a result, he just stretched out his hand and poked it, and the person in front fell down directly, and even the person in the front row of his master fell down neatly towards the aisle.

He was young, but he still walked with his master for two years, and life and death can still be clearly distinguished.

Seeing the person collapsed, I suddenly remembered that the person's face was wrong, pale and frightening, obviously not a living person.

Yiyi was startled, withdrew his fingers in a panic, fell down on the chair, and hugged his master's arm.

He hid his head behind the chair so that no one would see him, and called his master in a panic, "Master, master, wake up quickly."

His master was soundly asleep, he didn't open his eyes at all, just snored lightly, and stretched out his hand to hold him in his arms, keeping his voice very low.

Just vaguely like a dream, "It's okay, just sleep a little longer, we'll be there soon."

He was so frightened that he couldn't sleep.

Lying on his master's fat belly, his chest was throbbing violently, looking up cautiously around, the car was eerily quiet.

There is no "beep beep" sound like a tractor, and there is no whispered conversation among passengers, as if everyone is sitting quietly in their seats and sleeping deeply.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and it kept beating on the car window, making a "crackling" sound.

It was very noisy, in stark contrast to the dead silence in the car. The more he listened to these movements, the more nervous and frightened he felt, and his chest was pounding.

His face was flushed red, his mouth was bitter, and he silently prayed that the bus could arrive at the station quickly.

It's a pity that his prayer didn't take effect, the sky gradually became dark, and the rain never stopped.

The bus drove, slowed down, and stopped against the side of the road with a "creak".

He struggled slightly and lowered his voice to talk to his master, "Master, should we get out of the car?"

His master hugged him, patted his back with generous palms, and sighed softly, "It's in the wilderness, it's raining so hard, where can we go if we get off the car."

"But..." Yiyi struggled, looked up at his master, and anxiously wanted to explain, "This car..."

He can find out that something is wrong in the car. It is impossible for his master not to find out, so why doesn't he get out of the car and run away!

Just as he was about to speak, his master covered his mouth with his hand, and shook his head slightly, "Don't be afraid, I paid the fare for the two of them, and they have to send us there."

He patted him on the back as he spoke, and comforted him in a low voice, "It's okay, you have the blessing of the Buddha's golden body, anyone may have an accident, and you will be fine, don't be afraid."

They... so there are at least two or more people with problems in this car, they all almost cried out of fright and were not comforted at all.

He cautiously looked around.

The two "persons" in the front row had already sat down again, leaning their backs on the seats quietly, still making no sound.

The rest of the seats he could see were all empty, and the other seats were blocked by the seats. I don't know what happened.

He had no choice but to hold his master's fat belly with his arms, hoping that his master would be more reliable and could get off the bus smoothly.

After the bus pulled over and parked, the door was opened, and someone, he was not sure if it was a human thing, got on the bus and walked towards them in silence.

The footsteps were a little messy, and when they passed by, they all looked up, and there were two people coming up.

Although his whole body was wet and he looked a bit embarrassed, he was indeed a living person with a ruddy complexion and panting. In front of him was a good-looking elder brother.

That big brother is so good-looking, he can't even describe how good-looking he is.

If he had to describe it, it would be like Snow White in a fairy tale.

Hair as black as ebony, skin as white as milk, lips as red as petals.

The rain rolled off him like transparent pearls.

All lay quietly on their stomachs, staring at the big brother intently.

The little brother also saw him, bent his pretty eyes, and smiled at him, as if he wanted to say hello to him.

But before he could speak, he was pushed hard by the people behind him, staggered on his feet, barely stabilized himself by propping up the seat, and sat in the seat behind them.

He supported his master's fat belly, and wanted to lie down on the seat to say hello to the big brother, but he just supported his arms, before he poked his head out of the seat.

He was hugged tightly by him and pressed against his stomach, his master said in a low voice, "It's over, something will happen."

Yiyi raised his head and saw his master's chubby face with a dignified and serious expression, and felt a little scared in his heart.

Quickly asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, Master."

His master looked ahead and frowned, "The driver will be angry if those two didn't pay the fare."

He sighed and frowned even more, "When the driver gets angry, I don't know where the car will go."

Fearing that the driver would get angry, Yiyi took them down the cliff and swallowed nervously, "Well, what should we do, can we help them make up the fare?"

His master shook his head, hugged him solemnly, and whispered to him, "If they make up the ticket later, nothing will happen, if they don't make up..."

An accident would definitely happen, so everyone was terrified when they heard it, and hurriedly asked, "Can I remind that big brother to make up the ticket quickly."

His master shook his head and sighed, and explained to him in a low voice, "This car is very strange, I only found out that something was wrong when I got in the car, luckily I had gold ingots with me, and I gave them money for the journey.

If it’s just the two of us on the road, it’s no problem to get to the station safely, but those two people were waiting for the bus in the rain, and got into this bus by mistake, where can we find ghost coins to burn for them..."

All were stunned for a while, and then slowly reacted after a while.

The big brother in the back row got into this car, and the ticket was destined to be impossible to buy.

In other words, the car they were riding in was destined to have an accident on the road.

He was so frightened that he was about to cry, he hugged his master and did not let go, "Then what should we do!"

His master clarified his thoughts, so he didn't worry, he patted his back lightly, bent down to pick up the kicked-off shoes on the ground, and carefully put them on for him.

Change him to sit by the side of the aisle and talk to him in a low voice, "It's okay, if someone stops the car later, you just stand up and run, and you'll be fine when you get out of the car."

He tugged at his master's sleeve, wrinkled his face, "What about you, master."

His master stroked his bald head, with a smile on his chubby face, "See if your master's bald head is there, I'll clean them up after you get out of the car.

I will come to you when the problem is solved. We are all the most powerful little monks, so we will definitely not be afraid, right? "

He nodded quickly, and assured his master with his mouth pursed, "That's right! I'm not afraid."

After discussing it, he leaned back on the chair and nervously waited for the bus to stop.

It was getting darker and darker, and the trees outside could no longer be seen clearly. Fortunately, the rain stopped slowly, and the bus slowly stopped by the side of the road again.

With the "creaking" sound of the car door, his master pushed him from behind and shouted in a low voice, "Run!"

Anxious in his heart, Yiyi ran along the aisle with his short legs, waving his arms and ran forward vigorously.

He ran very fast, but because of his short legs and short steps, he didn't run very far, and was caught by the arms stretched out on both sides.

Those arms were pale and pale, and some were rotten and smelly. They pulled him with great strength, but when they touched him, they quickly retracted as if they were scalded by flames.

But even so, he was dragged to the ground and rolled onto the carriage with a "gululu".

When he hurriedly got up from the ground and two dark figures got into the car from the door, he was still more than three meters away from the door.

It was going to be dark, so I couldn't get out of the car, and I didn't know if there was another chance ahead.

He stumbled towards the car door, and there were pale arms sticking out around him, trying to block his steps.

The car door swayed, making an unpleasant "squeak" sound, and was about to close.

They were all in a hurry, sweating all over their bodies, their chest was throbbing wildly, and their breathing was short of breath.

Just as the car door was about to close, he was picked up from behind, moved quickly, and squeezed out of the car door with only a gap left.

The person who was holding them stepped on the ground, and the two of them fell on the muddy road, their faces covered with muddy water.

He slowly got up from the ground and looked at the person who ran out of the car holding him.

With fair skin, black hair, and red lips like flowers, he is the big brother who just got into the car.

The eldest brother hugged him, rolled in the muddy water, and took two steps away from the bus before looking at the bus.

There was a lot of darkness inside the car, and the newly closed door was reopened, and there was a pale figure standing there, staring at them with dark eyes.

He trembled in fright, and the person holding him whispered, "Don't be afraid, they won't get out of the car."

Bian continued to take two steps back, keeping a safe distance, and looked at the man in the car with a calm face.

Sure enough, the man stood at the door of the car, looking at them for a long time with no expression on his face.

After all, he didn't chase and get out of the car, turned around and went back into the compartment, the door was slowly closed, the bus continued to sway, and drove away slowly.

Waiting for the car to drive away slowly, until it was out of sight, I dared to let go of breathing hard.

He whispered to the big brother who was holding him, "What should I do, my master is still in the car."

"En." The eldest brother responded, put him on the ground, stood there and looked around, carefully determined the correct direction, and led him forward.

"It was the master who threw me out, saying that it would be safe to get off the car, and let us wait for him in the town ahead."

Yiyi heaved a sigh of relief and obediently followed his elder brother.

The road has not yet been paved with cement, the road surface is not smooth, the potholes are full of muddy water, the light is very dim, and it is impossible to see where is the ground and where is the water.

Accidentally stepped into the puddle, and the instep was directly submerged.

Just walking with one deep foot and one shallow foot, within a few minutes, mud spots were splashed all over his body.

It was completely dark, and he could no longer see where the road was, let alone the town his master mentioned, he couldn't even see the shadow.

He was very uncomfortable, and whispered to his eldest brother, "Brother, what's your name?"

The person pulling him didn't speak. After walking two steps in silence, he stopped and looked around, "I can't go, let's spend the night here."

Before he could answer, she bent down and picked him up, groped to the side of the road, and put him on a rock.

It was dark all around, he quickly reached out and grabbed him, not letting him go, "Brother, you can sit here too."

"Yeah." The man sat next to him on the rock, stretched out his arms to hold him in his arms, "Go to sleep for a while, we will go to the town the master mentioned after dawn."

I couldn't sleep at all, and my clothes and pants were all wet, and it was very uncomfortable to stick to my body.

The humidity in the mountains is still heavy, and the temperature at night is low. Even if you are hugged in your arms, it is a bit chilly.

He shrank back and spoke to someone in a low voice, "My name is Yili. I am going down the mountain with my master to go to Nancheng. Big brother, where are you going?"

The sound of unknown insects wafted in the air, and the person holding him was silent for a moment, and asked him, "Do you have a brother called Yixiu?"

Yiyi thought about it seriously for a long time, and answered in a low voice, "No, my brother is called Yijie."

The person holding him chuckled, his chest vibrated, and his voice was nice, "Do you know Bajie?"

Yiyi shook his head, and replied obediently, "I don't know, who is Bajie."

So the good-looking big brother hugged him and told him the story of Bajie and Yixiu in a melodious voice.

The story was very nice. He was held in someone's arms, and the temperature slowly rose. After the sky completely darkened, many stars appeared in the sky.

On the dark sky, the stars twinkle and twinkle, very similar to their Tuyuan Mountain sky.

He listened to the story, looked at the stars in the sky, gradually regained his composure, and whispered, "Thank you, brother."

The voice of telling the story stopped, and the movement of hugging him tightened. He heard his elder brother ask him in a low voice, "Why don't you cry."

Yiyi bit her lips tightly and grabbed her elder brother's sleeve, "I'm the bravest little monk in Tuyuan Temple, so don't cry."

"Is that so?" A gentle laugh sounded from above his head, his back was patted lightly, and there was affection in his nice voice, "The bravest Xiaoyi, dare you sleep now?"

He nodded quickly, "I'm sure you dare!"

"Go to sleep then."

"it is good."

He was leaning against the warm embrace, brewing drowsiness, remembering something in a daze, persistently tugging at the man's sleeve, "What's your name, brother."

The person holding him was silent for a while, and said something in a low voice.

The voice was too low, and he couldn't hear clearly, so he fell into a drowsy sleep.

When it was dawn and the sun was shining, he slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on the rock, got up and looked around, "Brother!"

"Yeah." Gently brushing aside the grass, the man walked towards him and handed him the green leaf in his hand.

In the emerald green leaves, there are piles of bright red thorn plums, and there are transparent dewdrops, exuding a sweet fragrance.

Yiyi held the big green leaf, looked at the fruit inside, and swallowed, "Brother, is this for me?"

"Yeah." The man raised the corner of his mouth, smiled softly, and looked at him tenderly.

Touching his round bald head, "Hurry up and eat, after we finish eating, we will go to the town that the master mentioned."

They all lowered their heads, counted the prunes in the leaves, and tore the leaves in half, "I'll eat this half, my brother will eat this half, we all have to eat it."

The man stood by and watched him divide the thorn plums, with a faint smile on his face all the time.

Such a well-behaved and cute little guy, I don't know how to raise it.

The last bunch of thorn plums were shared among them and eaten. The man led him and walked slowly along the dirt road, looking for the town his master mentioned.

The process was not very smooth. The place where they stayed overnight was considered to be deep in the mountains, and the surrounding area was deserted, and there was not even a guiding signboard.

They walked along the road, and it didn't take long for his feet to be worn out.

The blood flowed out along the heel, and the pain was severe when he moved a little bit. He gritted his teeth and walked for a long time, but he couldn't hold on.

Pulling the man's finger, he asked in a low voice, "Brother, can we rest for a while?"

The man frowned slightly, and didn't seem to want to stop. He squatted down and looked at his feet, his fingers brushed across his heels, "Does it hurt so badly?"

He bit his lip, nodded lightly, and said softly, "Yeah."

The heel hurts so much that the bravest young monk of Tuyuan Temple couldn't hold on anymore.

Warm palms landed on his back, wrapped around the back of his neck, and hugged him, "Let me carry you away, it's not safe here, you can't stay here for long."

Suddenly lifted into the air, he quickly grabbed the man's skirt, a little puzzled, "Brother, why is it not safe? Will the people in that car come after us?"

He was hugged and walked two steps before he heard the reply, "No, someone is going to kill me. If they catch up and see you, they won't let you go."

They were all ignorant and didn't ask any more questions, just lying in the man's arms obediently.

He was carried and walked for more than ten minutes. He could vaguely see the village from the side of the road. He was let down and wandered around the side of the road twice.

When they found a suitable place, they waded through the weeds and slowly descended the hillside. The vegetation on the hill was lush and there was no road at all.

They all held a wooden stick in their hands and walked slowly down through the grass. There were many thorny vines on the road, which tore through their clothes, shoes and socks.

There were also many bloodstains on his face, his whole body was in pain, and he couldn't move anymore, so the man stretched out his arms to hug him, and moved slowly down the mountain.

Leaning in that man's arms, smelling the faint fragrance of his body, seeing his white face like Snow White, black hair like ebony, red lips like petals, I immediately feel that I have strength!

The road that Snow White can walk, he, the bravest little monk in Tuyuan Temple, must not admit defeat!

Just stop and go, they went down the mountainside, and the road began to widen.

The tall trees cover the sky and the sun, and among the lush green leaves, there are red flame-like flowers dancing.

On the trunk, among the leaves, and on the ground, there are blooming flowers everywhere, slowly dancing in the breeze.

The sunlight fell on the flowers and fell through the gaps, with dazzling colors like flames. Standing in the woods, it felt like being surrounded by flames, filled with amazing colors.

All of them live in Tuyuan Mountain, and rarely have the opportunity to go down the mountain, so I have never seen such a shocking beauty.

Immediately, he was dumbfounded, standing in the woods, looking up at the gorgeous flames above his head, unable to move anymore.

The big brother walked up to him, bent down to pick up a flaming red flower, and handed it to him.

The corner of the mouth was raised, and he smiled softly, "Do you like it?"

They all reached out to take it, and nodded vigorously, I like it, it is so beautiful.

The man smiled softly, looked up at the red flowers, "This is Phoenix Flower, the same name as mine."

Yiyi blinked, looked at him expectantly, and asked again, "Then what's your name, brother."

"Jin Fengyu." The good-looking big brother smiled and answered his question softly, "My name is Jin Fengyu, little guy, you asked my name, you have to remember it."

He nodded quickly, pinched the flaming red flower in his hand, with a firm expression, "I will definitely remember you, Brother Feng Yu!"

Jin Fengyu smiled and reached out to hug him, "Let's go."

The dream didn't last long, when suddenly there was a loud "bang", everyone trembled and woke up suddenly, their arms hit the pool, splashing hot water all over their faces.

Someone next to him helped him, and a deep and pleasant voice sounded, "What's the matter, Yiyi, are you scared?"

He turned his head and looked at the handsome face who was close at hand.

It's Jin Fengyu.