Concentricity

"Master, I've taken the medicine." Mo Jinyan brought the medicine to the bed and helped Zhuang Jin up who had been bedridden for three months.

People say that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, which is obviously not entirely true.Even if there is no blood relationship, Mo Jinyan still takes care of his master meticulously. Although they are not father and son, they have become each other's only relatives.

"Where's Xu'er?" Zhuang Jin opened his cloudy eyes, looked at Mo Jinyan, and asked weakly.

Mo Jinyan whistled: "Brother Xu!" A vulture landed in the yard, jumped into the house, and flew onto Mo Jinyan's arm. "Here it is, Master."

On the second day after Zhuang Xu's death, the young vulture that had run away came back again. Its mother hovered over the yard for several days, trying to take her son away, but the little one made a nest in the ginkgo tree. Willing to move.

Zhuang Jin stubbornly believed that this young eagle was reincarnated by Zhuang Xu's soul, otherwise why would it go and come back?So he named the eagle Xu'er.Mo Jinyan naturally followed his master's wishes and called the eagle Brother Xu.A young eagle entrusts the thoughts of two generations.

Brother Xu is already an adult bird, the white feathers on his head have faded and replaced with yellow-brown feathers, his body is more than two feet long, and when he flies, his wings are five or six feet long, like a giant.

"Brother Xu, come, let Master touch it." Mo Jinyan patted the eagle's head and sent it to the bed.Diao recognizes the master, at first he only recognizes Mo Jinyan, and then he slowly accepts Zhuang Jin under Mo Jinyan's training.

Zhuang Jin touched its head and neck, and touched the food pouch on its chest. It was bulging, and he was satisfied: "Xu'er is full, so good."

Mo Jinyan smiled and said: "Brother Xu is really amazing, it has gone hunting by itself."

Zhuang Jin closed his eyes: "Try to let it go out alone as little as possible, and be careful that it is treated as prey."

"Okay, master." Mo Jinyan echoed Zhuang Jin.In fact, I knew in my heart that Brother Xu was shrewd. Except for the people in his own family, everyone ignored him and avoided it from a distance. Almost no one could catch it.

"Drink the medicine, Master." Mo Jinyan brought the medicine to Zhuang Jin's mouth, "When you are well, go and watch Brother Xu hunt, it's very impressive."

Zhuang Jin took a sip of the medicine and closed his eyes: "It's hard for you to say anything, Master is dying, and I'm going to accompany your wife and Brother Xu."

Mo Jinyan had a sore nose: "Master, don't abandon me. If you leave too, what will I do?" After finally having another family, is it going to be torn apart so soon? Thinking of this, Tears flowed down.

"Silly boy, don't cry. If the master is gone, this house will belong to you, and our military field will be taken back. You have all the skills, and Xu'er is with you, no matter what " Zhuang Jin seemed to be explaining the funeral, "There is one more thing. Master doesn't want you to join the army, but only hopes that you can live in peace. But I know that you can't let go of hatred, new and old, and this pirate owes us There are too many. You will take revenge sooner or later. If one day, you go to kill Japanese pirates, you must take care of yourself. Cough...cough..." Zhuang Jin's cough was piercing, as if to Cough out the heart and lungs.

Mo Jinyan hastily put down the medicine bowl, handed it to Zhuang Jin, and said tearfully, "Master, this disciple understands."

Zhuang Jin finally suppressed his cough: "Remember, be careful and take care of yourself."

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Zhuang Jin passed away.This is the fourth family member that Mo Jinyan has lost in three years. His tears flowed until there was no more tears.

Xu Ge, the eagle eagle, stands on the top of the ginkgo tree that has lost all its leaves. The cold wind blows its feathers like waves, and it cannot open its eyes.Mo Jinyan looked around the yard, the only companion was Brother Xu, he called out: "Brother Xu."

Brother Xu flew down from the tall tree, landed on his arm, and moved to his shoulder step by step.Mo Jinyan's face rubbed against Brother Xu's warm feathers: "Brother Xu, you will be the only one who will accompany me from now on."

Brother Xu didn't make any sound. He closed his eyes and remained motionless, like a loyal guard.

Looking at the empty room, Mo Jinyan once again felt the silence and panic of facing the empty room alone when his father passed away, as if every word he said echoed.At that time, Nie Shiweng and sister Yun were taking care of him. Now, he doesn't even have anyone to talk to. Brother Xu can only listen, not answer.He was talking to himself alone, and his loneliness eroded his empty heart, almost driving him crazy.

Mo Jinyan took Brother Xu back to Jiangkou Fishing Village, where there were still acquaintances, and he had a boat sent to Chen Pingsheng.The most important thing is that he still wants to take revenge, the pirates are not dead yet, as long as he has breath, he will deal with the pirates to the end, killing you one by one.

Chen Pingsheng was still fishing on the river for a living, and he sighed at Mo Jinyan's experience: "Xiao Mo, come to Brother Chen's house, you will always have a bed and a meal."

Mo Jinyan shook his head: "Thank you Brother Chen, I will live on the boat from now on."

Chen Pingsheng said: "How can this work, you are not afraid of suffering from rheumatism."

Mo Jinyan smiled: "It's okay, I'm young. Master left me a house, I will go back when I have time, I won't live on the boat all the time."

Chen Pingsheng saw that he couldn't talk to him, so he had to let him go, and re-prepared bedding, firewood, rice, oil and salt, and fishing nets for him.Mo Jinyan was very grateful, so he just stayed on the boat.Brother Xu, the eagle eagle, also made a home on the boat. He often squats on the bamboo pole in the bow, like an osprey. In fact, he does the same job as an osprey. He often goes fishing in the water to fill his stomach.

Mo Jinyan sleeps during the day and fishes at night. In fact, he spends more time patrolling the river.The winter of this year was very peaceful. Not only did the Japanese pirates not come out, even the officers and soldiers did not come out to patrol. The twelfth lunar month and the first lunar month passed without incident.

The spring breeze is blowing along the Minjiang River, and the reed buds have just emerged, and the water has not yet fully warmed up.In this season of revival of all things, Japanese pirates are also starting to move around.

After Mo Jinyan returned to the fishing village, he met Japanese pirates for the first time.Brother Xu was the first to discover the Japanese thief, and it suddenly chirped loudly.Fortunately, it doesn't bark often, otherwise Mo Jinyan wouldn't be able to sleep.

Brother Xu is really a good helper. He is more vigilant than humans. Even when he is resting at night, if there is any movement, he will wake up and give a warning.Mo Jinyan also saved himself the trouble of watching the night.

When Brother Xu called, Mo Jinyan woke up.Mo Jinyan booed Brother Xu, and Brother Xu immediately fell silent. He listened carefully, and there was the sound of paddling water coming from the downstream, and two boats were rowing towards the bend of the river where he was.Mo Jinyan quickly moved his boat to hide in the dry reeds.

Sure enough, the two boats rowed into the bend of the river, and after a burst of rapid chatter, a group of people went ashore, and two watchmen rowed the boat into the reed marsh, and stopped less than a foot away from Mo Jinyan. the distance.

Mo Jinyan took out his bow and arrows, discerning the breathing of those people in his ears, swishing an arrow, knocked down one, and the second one just noticed something strange, Mo Jinyan fully drew the bow, and swished out the second arrow, The second was also brought down.

He rowed out his boat, set fire to the reeds, and the dry reeds on the water burst into flames.

Mo Jinyan parked his boat in a hidden place, went ashore, stood on the embankment, beat the gong loudly, and shouted loudly: "The pirates are here, the pirates are here! "This gong was specially prepared by him on board for the purpose of calling the police.

Soon, the mighty bell of "Dang-dang--" rang in the village.Mo Jinyan rested the gongs and drums, and lurked under a field ridge, waiting for the Japanese pirates to return.The pirates were discovered before they entered the village. They were not many in number, so naturally they didn't dare to fight, and most of them would retreat quickly.

Sure enough, not long after, a dozen or so people fled to the river in a hurry.Mo Jinyan's arrow was already ready to go, and with a whoosh, it brought down the first one.Under the dim starlight, a group of pirates stood still, carrying knives, looking for the ambush everywhere.

Mo Jinyan continued to shoot arrows whizzingly, knocking down two more arrows at once, but his hiding place was almost exposed.He quickly moved to the other side of the field ridge, shot another arrow, and shot the fourth person, making it look like many people were in ambush.

The pirate didn't know the details, so he ran away in fright.Mo Jinyan's mouth curled up, he stood up, facing the Japanese thief's back, he swished two arrows, and hit two more.

"Brother Xu, hurry up." Mo Jinyan patted Brother Xu on the shoulder, and Brother Xu yelled loudly, creating the illusion that Yeniao was startled by the crowd.

The remaining four or five pirates were so frightened that they almost peed their pants.

Mo Jinyan didn't hide anymore, he climbed up the field ridge and chased after him. While running, he added another arrow, and another one was shot.

The remaining four pirates suddenly said something, stopped and turned around, and met Mo Jinyan face to face.The starlight was dim, but it was enough to see the number of people in front of them. The four Japanese thieves looked at Mo Jinyan in disbelief. There was only one person who chased them all the shit out of them just now?Is this man a ghost?

Mo Jinyan put away his bow and drew out his knife.This knife was left to him by his master. The blade is very simple and made of pig iron. It weighs seven or eight catties. "I don't need arrows now, who would like to compete with me?"

A Japanese thief stood up holding a Japanese sword, Mo Jinyan took three steps forward holding the sword, and the other party also took three steps forward, with a distance of three feet between them.The other party raised the knife, and Mo Jinyan put the knife by his side, standing still, when the other party rushed over, he swayed sideways, raised the knife to block it, and only heard a proper sound, and the other party took several steps back.The faces of the rest of them turned pale, no wonder they dared to fight alone, they turned out to be masters.

Several people surrounded them at the same time.Mo Jinyan sneered, a kite turned over, got out of the encirclement, twisted his body, and slashed a Japanese thief in the back with a beautiful backhand knife.

The other three were shocked, knowing that they were meeting a ruthless character, they didn't dare to fight, turned around and ran towards the river.However, the surface of the river was already a sea of ​​flames, and there was no shadow of the boat. Mo Jinyan laughed loudly behind him, retracted his knife, bent his bow and set his arrow again, and shot one with a whoosh.The other two were eager to escape for their lives, and they didn't care about the cold spring, so they "thumped" and "thumped" all jumped into the river.

Mo Jinyan rushed to the riverside, stood on the embankment, looked at the two Japanese thieves flopping in the water, and suddenly remembered Zhuang Xu, brother Xu paddled in the water so helplessly, no, he was even worse , who was shot by an arrow and bleeding.

Mo Jinyan set up an arrow, bent his bow, and shot one of them with a whoosh. I want you to experience what brother Xu suffered back then.Another arrow was shot out with hatred, and the last Japanese thief thumped vigorously and sank.

The fire of the reeds on the river burned the last dry reed and died.

The night is still thick, everything is silent, only the torrential river flows eastward, taking away all the dirt and ugliness, but it cannot take away the sadness and hatred.