Wei Zi almost ran all the way home.
Fortunately, the robbers did not rob his home. His father was sitting at home safe and sound, waiting for him to come back.
Wei Zi stood in the courtyard and found that the wall had already been built. His gaze fell on a round hole in the wall. He suddenly thought of something and hurriedly reached into his bag to search.
He took out a stone-it was the stone that the strange man with the bright teeth had given him.
At this moment, he looked at the stone carefully under the bright light. It was a stone that was neither square nor round, about the size of a palm. It was covered with red mud, as if it had just been dug out of the red soil. However, its edges and sharp corners were still sharp.
He casually stuffed the stone into the hole in the wall. It was just right. The stone filled up the small hole in the wall.
The town was safe and sound for the night.
At dawn the next day, Wei Zi rushed to the brick field early. After he finished making mud bricks, he went to the abandoned cave as promised. However, when he panted and walked into the cave, he found that it was empty. The strange man with bright teeth had disappeared without a trace.
Wei Zi looked around the dark cave. What happened yesterday was like a dream!
He returned to school in disappointment.
When he walked into the empty classroom, he found that the wood on the students 'desks had been broken. The wood on the table was also split into two halves. He was happy for her. This meant that she could get a pass!
Only a quarter of the wood on his table had not been sawed off.
He picked up a hemp rope and began to saw the wood. However, as soon as he pulled the hemp rope, he felt a sharp pain in the wound on his left arm.
The pain made him bend over and his butt accidentally hit the table. The table tilted and shook, and the piece of wood on the table fell heavily to the ground. With a " bang ", it broke into two.
Wei Zi stared blankly at the wood that had split into two on the ground, feeling a little uneasy! He had been insisting on the rope saw. Now that the wood was broken, he would be the last one to pass the test.
He walked out of the classroom and came to the old tree. The rainstorm yesterday had caused the old tree to shed its tender yellow color and replace it with a green color. There were clearly green flower buds hanging from the branches!
The ancient tree was about to bloom! Wei Zi didn't know whether he was sad or happy. His heart was uneasy and full of anticipation. He remembered what his teacher had said:
"When the first flower blooms on the ancient tree, the person who passes will receive a pass!”
Where was this pass to? Wei Zi wasn't sure, but he believed that with this pass, he would be able to climb higher in the canyon. That was the path of hope to Chongshan.
Wei Zi left the school in a daze.
He walked up a small hill along a small path. Suddenly, he saw flames soaring into the sky in front of him. Thick smoke billowed. There were also a few gunshots and miserable cries.
His heart skipped a beat, and he thought that it was bad. The robbers might be looting the town. He was worried about his father's safety and could not help but run home.
Just as he reached the courtyard of his house, a few shouts came from the courtyard, making him immediately stop in his tracks and hide under a pile of firewood outside the wall.
Oh no, the robbers had already broken into the house.
His heart was beating wildly. What should he do? Did Father fall into the hands of these robbers? Should he escape immediately or stay? Should he sneak into the courtyard to find out where his father was?
After all, this was the first time he had experienced something so meek. Just as he was in fear, he heard a robber shouting,
"Tie him to that pillar. When I'm full, I'll teach him a lesson!”
"Boss, his bones are very hard. We have to send someone to guard him!”
"Hey, why don't we take care of him now?”
Wei Zi, who was hiding under the firewood outside the wall, was shocked when he heard this. He was sure that his father had fallen into the hands of the robbers. He could not watch helplessly as his father was killed by the robbers.
No matter what, he had to sneak into the courtyard and save his father!
At this moment, another robber shouted,
"Good-for-nothing! It wasn't easy to catch him. How could he just kill him like this?!”
"Hehe, I heard that this person is very capable. I want to see just how capable he is. I want to torture him slowly and absorb his power. Now, I want to drink and eat meat! Haha…"
Wei Zi couldn't help but shiver when he heard the robbers 'sneers. However, listening to the robbers' conversation, he was a little puzzled. Ever since he could remember, he had only seen his father build walls and repair houses every day. He didn't have any strong skills. Why did the robbers say that they wanted to absorb his skills? Did his father really have some kind of power?
He remained motionless in the woodpile, waiting for nightfall.
The earth finally fell into darkness, but a bright moon poked its head out of the clouds. The faint moonlight still made Wei Zi feel that it was bright and dazzling. At this moment, he hated the amorous moonlight. What he urgently needed was a dark moon and a strong wind. It was best if he could not see his own fingers when he stretched out his hand.
However, he knew that he could not wait any longer. He had to act now while the robbers were drinking and eating in the room.
He took a deep breath and mustered up his courage. He crawled out of the woodpile, bent his body, leaned against the wall, and tiptoed toward the courtyard door.
Suddenly, something sharp pressed against his back, and he slowly turned around.
With the help of the moonlight, he could clearly see that it was a stone with a sharp horn on the wall. He remembered that he had stuffed the stone in casually to fill a small hole in the wall.
He had an idea. He gently pulled out the stone and held it in his hand as a weapon. Then, he crouched down and put his face close to the small hole, his eyes peering into the yard.
Under the hazy moonlight, he saw a robber walking back and forth with a cigarette in his mouth and a long gun on his shoulder.
Behind the robber was a stone pillar. Wei Zi's father used it to hang his clothes and quilts. There was a man tied up on the pillar. Vaguely, she could see that his head was injured and his face was covered in blood.
The man kept his head lowered and licked his cracked lips. He said weakly,
"Water-give me water!" It was an unfamiliar and hoarse voice.
The robber walked to his side and glanced at him. He snorted and said,
"Hmph, you're about to die, and you still want me to serve you? Dream on!"
After the robber finished speaking, he ignored him and walked to the haystack on the other side. He sat down on a bundle of haystacks and stretched. After yawning, he leaned against the haystack and narrowed his eyes.
At this moment, Wei Zi hesitated because he heard that the man's voice was very unfamiliar. It did not sound like his father's voice. Moreover, his father was thin and small, while the man who was captured looked tall.
Could it be that this man was not his father? Then who was he? And where was his father?
No matter what, he decided to save this man. He could not let this group of robbers succeed. With this thought, he pressed his face against the hole and peered into the yard, waiting for an opportunity to make a move.
When the moon finally slid into a thick cloud, the night sky turned pitch-black. The guard leaned against the haystack, seemingly dozing off.
Wei Zi once again mustered up his courage and quietly entered the courtyard. He walked towards the man tied to the pillar step by step.
The man sensitively heard the sound of light footsteps. He raised his head alertly and looked in his direction.
It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. With just one look, Wei Zi was " suppressed ". His feet were like nails, firmly nailed to the ground. He clearly saw that the man's eyes actually emitted two golden lights that shot at him.
Ah! Wei Zi almost cried out. This was really something that he had never heard Grandma mention before! This was the first time he had seen a man with golden eyes, and he was dumbstruck!
Immediately, the golden-eyed man closed his eyes but did not lower his head because he felt that his pair of golden eyes had frightened Wei Zi.
Perhaps the robbers didn't know that he was the Golden-Eyed Man because he kept his head lowered and his eyes closed? Wei Zi woke up. He had to act immediately to save the golden-eyed man.
He glanced quickly at the haystack on the other side. The guard was still leaning against the haystack, dozing off.
Without further ado, he walked behind the man. The rope was tied in a dead knot and was difficult to untie!
He had an idea. He took out the sharp stone and began to desperately saw the thick ropes on the man's hands and feet.
There was a thud from inside the room, like a bowl falling to the ground. He was so frightened that his hands trembled and he collapsed to the ground, not daring to breathe.
The guard, however, was startled awake. He moved, grabbed the gun on his shoulder, looked around, and then glanced at the pillar. The man's head was still lowered and motionless.
The guard was relieved. He hugged the gun in his hand and closed his eyes again.
At this time, the moon was like an insensible woman, poking her head out of the thick clouds and shining on the earth.
Wei Zi, who was lying on the ground, was so nervous that his hands and feet were already weak. He wanted to pick up the stone on the ground, but his hands were trembling so badly that he could not control them.
The golden-eyed man opened his eyes again, and two rays of golden light shot onto the stone on the ground. Something strange happened. Wei Zi seemed to see a blue light flash from the stone. When he looked again, the blue light no longer appeared.
It must have been an illusion caused by his nervousness, just like that time in the cave. Before Wei Zi could think further, the golden-eyed man moved the golden light away from the stone and cast it on Wei Zi's face.
Wei Zi's eyes were dazzled by the golden light. He narrowed his eyes and involuntarily raised his arm to cover his face.
Yi, he realized that his hands were no longer trembling and had regained strength. He immediately picked up the stones on the ground, clenched them tightly, and quickly sawed the thick rope on the man's hand.
Soon, he used a sharp stone to cut off the rope that bound the man's hands and feet. He didn't expect that his hands would become so strong after daily practice. At the same time, he was glad that his right hand wasn't burned by the Thunder God.
He put the stone into his bag and freed his hand to help the golden-eyed man.
The man put his hand on Wei Zi's thin shoulder and limped out of the courtyard with Wei Zi. Wei Zi silently and quickly rescued the golden-eyed man.
The two of them fled to a narrow path on the back slope.
A piercing gunshot broke the silence of the night. A faint howl drifted over.
"The prisoner's gone-after him!"
"Search the back slope! He's injured, he can't run far!"
"Capture him alive!"
The two of them knew that the robbers were about to catch up.
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