Dingyuan County, Dacao Village.

There is no peaceful place in the entire village.

No matter where you are, you can hear crying.

My own, others'.

There are chaos everywhere, and many people's fences have been overturned.

It was obviously time for meals, but only a few households had smoke.

The entire village was shrouded in despair.

...

"ah!"

"Sister is hanging!"

"Come on the head, come quickly!"

One of the households cried out, alarming the neighbors.

The officers and soldiers entered the village to rob, and every household lost money, but there were even more hateful ones behind.

It’s just that there are young women and big daughters at home, but they can’t hide in time, so they won’t be in trouble.

The daughter of this family was ruined.

After crying for a while, the daughter took advantage of her parents' carelessness.

Fortunately, I discovered it early and saved my life.

The woman hugged her daughter and slapped her and cried, "An unfilial girl, why should she bear to let her parents go! Take her mother together!"

The man in charge squatted on the ground, holding his head and unable to speak.

The children in this family, only twelve or three years old, held the sickle and said hatefully: "Zhuoshi won't fight with them?Zhuoshi just looks at them...watch them doing evil? There are hundreds of people in our village, but they are still afraid that they will be around a hundred!"

Seeing this, neighbors shook their heads.

"That's an officer and a soldier, what can you do!"

"Just grab it once."

"Dissolve money and avoid disasters, and it's just that you can save your life!"

"Yes, just pretend to be bitten by a dog. Go away and marry. Women don't have to worry about getting married these days!"

The young man said angrily: "Don't kill anyone? Old Mutou was slashed three times and was not dead. Can he still survive?"

“…”

There are many numb villagers, and there are many desperate and angry villagers.

...

At the entrance of the village, there is a family.

The young man, who was stabbed three times, refused the kindness of his fellow villagers, stayed in the cowshed and refused to go back to the house.

"Let the old man die here, let me miss my old guy again!"

The old man held the old guy's old reins in his hand and was already weak in speaking.

Every household has suffered disaster and no one cares about anyone.

Come and help the top leader, just to do your best.

Another step is really not possible.

The Mu family also has a little grandson...

In the blink of an eye, the villagers all left, leaving only two grandfathers and grandchildren.

"Grandpa, grandpa..."

The boy's voice was in panic and pitiful.

The old man looked at the backs of the villagers. The reason why he didn't ask was that he knew that praying was useless.

The old man held his grandson's hand, his face full of despair: "Ying'er, it's hard to live, it's hard to live, let's go with grandpa, let's go find your parents..."

The grandfather and grandson are two old, young and young, and they have made some money to make money in the past few years.

The cow is gone, the sky is falling!

Only when the left and right died would Old Mu head forward and stop the officers and soldiers and rob the cattle.

After all, it is futile!

After being hit by three blows, seeing that he couldn't stand it, how could the old man feel at ease to leave his grandson alone in this world of cannibalism?

Although the child who has no father or mother is only seven or eight years old, he has long been sensible.

Tonger cried so much that he was out of breath and begged: "Woooo... Grandpa, I don't die like this, I can't die in vain. If I die like this, I'm unwilling to accept my grandpa's revenge... After avenging me, I'll go and reunite with my grandpa and parents..."

"You are too young... too young..."

As the old man spoke, he touched the little grandson's neck with his hands on his shoulders.

The child did not move, and the tears of beans fell down one by one.

Huo Bao heard it at the door and quickly pushed the fence door in: "Old man, the cow is back! Let's grab the cows from the people!"

The old man was startled and hugged his grandson in his arms, looked at the door, with a look of fear.

Huo Bao felt a little confused and ordered the accompanying medical staff to come forward to check.

The medical soldier squatted down to check one or two, stood up, shook his head at Huo Bao

The intestines are all out, how can I save you?

Everyone has learned basic care of simple bandaging and stopping bleeding in the medical camp, but they are not able to compete with the King of Hell.

"You... are Buddhist soldiers?"

Old Mu saw clearly the appearance of the person who came, and fell on the white vest, with a little more expression in his eyes.

Huo Bao nodded.

Everyone wore white vests just to show their identities.

"Does the Buddha's soldiers... save the suffering?"

"save!"

Huo Bao's voice was firm.

"............... for you... the little old man... also for you... but if he won..." the old man begged.

"middle!"

"The Ming King came to the world and peace... Hua'er, there is really a Buddha in this world..." The old man looked at the old friend reluctantly, and his eyes fell on his grandson.

"Grandpa...grandpa..."

"Life well...wait...wait the world...the world is too..."

"grandfather……"

Many villagers have already gathered at the entrance of the yard.

Everyone is in a dream.

Several child soldiers worked together, digging a hole in the cowshed, and burying the deceased on the spot.

The sadness of others is just sadness, but the pigs and chickens that come back from home are the most important.

"This is the Buddha's soldiers... not the officers and soldiers..."

"The pig is back..."

"The chicken is back..."

"Woooo! I never expected it again..."

"Why are you here..."

“Woo woo…”

Huo Bao led Tonger out with a heavy face: "Dear fellow villagers, we are the Baishan Army of Chuzhou, under the command of Marshal Huo... The court came down to 80,000 troops and wanted to 'recover' Bozhou... There were 5,000 imperial troops outside Dingyuan County... It was about to fight, and Bozhou was in chaos... Today, it was just losing property. When the defeated soldiers fled to the countryside, they were afraid that their lives would be difficult to save... If you can join relatives and friends, go to relatives and friends..."

"Woooooo, what about God, God won't give anyone a way to live!"

"Where are you leaving your hometown, where are you going..."

"How is this good..."

The villagers burst into mourning.

"Aren't you here? Go and fight!"

Amid the sarcasm, the boy's voice was particularly crisp.
To be continued...