At noon that day, the man brought two bowls of coarse rice, but there was not even any food. Seeing him smiling, Han Yiming plucked up his courage and asked in a low voice, "I, where is my father?" The man said, "It's really a young master, your master has gone back." You wait slowly, and he takes the money to ransom you. As he spoke, he looked up and down for a while, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed him by the chest, and searched his whole body up and down. Flipping over the collar, I saw a green jade plaque hanging from the red rope, grabbed it in my hand, and took a closer look. The front of the jade plaque is engraved with the shape of a cow, which is lifelike. The jade plaque was flipped over again, and a line of small characters was engraved on the back. He said, "What is this?"

Han Yiming said in a trembling voice: "This, this is my birthday." When the man heard this, he pulled down with all his might. Han Yiming hurriedly protected his hands and said, "This, this is my father's ......" Before he finished speaking, he had already eaten two slaps on his face. The man grabbed the clothes on his chest with his left hand, and slapped him countless times with his right hand, then stopped his hand and scolded: "I don't know what is alive or dead!" Tearing off the red rope with all his might, he raised his foot to leave, but turned back and looked at him twice. Stuffed the jade plaque in his hand into his arms, pulled him up, peeled off the silk robe on his body, crumpled it into a ball, held it in his hand, and then went out. Han Yiming's face was purple and dizzy, so he could only lie on the ground and let him do whatever he wanted.

He lay on the ground for a while before he had the strength to sit up, his face was hot, and as soon as he sat up, something ran down his nose, and when he looked down, a series of blood spots had dripped on his chest. I was frightened, scared and worried about my father, and I couldn't stop tears from falling from my eyes, but I couldn't do anything.

For more than ten days, someone brought two bowls of brown rice every day, if it was a weekday, where could he eat, but when he was hungry, he also raised the bowl and ate it. The door of the house was wide open, and when I walked to the door, I saw a big man waiting in front of the door. Once he walked closer to the door, the big man guarding the door bared his teeth and smiled: "Where are you going?" The voice was fierce and vicious, and Han Yiming was very weak, so he had to retreat again.

When he approached the window, he saw two people guarding the window, one of whom sat under the window, and the other sat opposite the window. When he saw him approaching, the man sitting opposite the window raised his hand and raised his sword. During the day and night, they changed people and waited, and they also took their meals to eat outside the door. Han Yiming is sleeping, and he must open the doors and windows. He didn't know it at first, closed the door and window, and after a while, the man who robbed him kicked open the door of the house, ran into the house, grabbed him, and "crackled" countless slaps, so that his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his face was full of palm prints, and he threw him to the ground, and said viciously: "If you dare to close the door again, be careful that I break your hands and feet!"

On the seventeenth day, the man came in and said with a smile, "All right, you can go back." Although Han Yiming was living here like a year, looking forward to leaving earlier, he couldn't believe it when he suddenly heard him say this. The man smiled and said, "My two brothers sent you back." He grabbed him by the collar, dragged him out of the house, and said to the two men outside the door: "You send him back, he will be sent home." ”

The two men glanced at him, and Han Yiming saw that their eyes showed a fierce light, and they seemed to have some ill intentions, and his feet were a little weak. The two men scolded: "What a little rabbit cub, you have to drive him out." Each of them stepped forward, stretched out his hand under his armpit, and lifted him up. He did not know what they were going to do, but he was afraid that he would not have the strength to walk, and that the two men would come straight out of the hut, and cross the bridge, but go in the opposite direction from which they came.

Han Yiming looked back and said, "I, my family is not here." One of the men turned around, glared at him fiercely, raised the knife in his hand, and said, "Where is your house, you don't count, uncle!" Han Yiming was so shocked that he couldn't speak, so he let them go around the mountain col and walk towards the mountain again.

The two men didn't talk to him, but carried him straight to the halfway point of the mountain, then let him go, and said, "Today next year will be your anniversary." Remember, you can't blame us. Your lord is too stingy to pay for you. If you have a spirit, then go to your master. Han Yiming was speechless at first, but when the catastrophe came, he forced out a sentence: "My father, I will never be stingy!" The man glanced at him and said, "Your clothes are still cocooned, just peel them off and give them to me, it's better than eating your beast for nothing." He laughed as he spoke, and tried to strip him of his clothes. stretched out his hand, and another man stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "Second Brother Hu, you are so blind." Wear the clothes of a dying man, and you will not be disgraced. Let's just finish it neatly. The man surnamed Hu laughed dryly twice and retracted his hand. Lift up the knife and slash at him on the head and neck.

Han Yiming had already collapsed to the ground, looking at him with a knife in front of him. Suddenly, the back of his neck was cold, a light breeze blew, light, soft and cool, as if a few petals gently rubbed his head and neck between his neck, and there was a faint fragrance. Han Yiming closed his eyes early, gritted his teeth and waited for death, his neck was cold, and he felt a hot pain again, and he couldn't help screaming. He screamed and opened his eyes, only to see the two men in front of him looking at the ground in front of him with wide eyes. Han Yiming followed their gaze and saw that there was half a piece of residual iron on the ground, and it had lost the shape of a blade. The man surnamed Hu was full of disbelief, but the knife in his hand was half gone.

The two men were stunned for a while, then looked around again, and the other man said, "Quick, it's him, let's go." The man surnamed Hu blinked, suddenly became frightened and said, "Forget it, let's go." Such a weak person. We've got it again, again. Still, still ......" his voice trembled, unspeakably afraid.

Another man said: "You have forgotten our rules, do you want to cut the grass to get rid of the roots? You know what calamities will be left behind if you leave this root." Boss Zhong's leg is a lesson, not to mention losing that leg, he has to let the brothers go around to spread doubts, so that two days of peace have passed. Besides, this kid will definitely not give up when he goes back. As he spoke, he stepped forward, raised the knife, and slashed at Han Yiming, slashing his head and face.

Suddenly, someone in the distance said, "What are you doing, you still want to kill someone?" The voice was crisp, it was a woman. Han Yiming only felt a flower in front of him, and a person came from nowhere, and appeared in front of him in a blink of an eye. Han Yiming only saw her back, she was wearing a plain shirt, looking very slim from behind. The two men glanced at each other, and the man with a long knife shouted to the woman: "Get out of the way, I'm worried that the uncle's subordinates will be merciless and hurt you by mistake." ”

The woman said coldly, "Do evil." With a wave of the knife in the man's hand, he slashed at the woman's waist. Han Yiming was so frightened that he didn't dare to look at it for a moment, just stared blankly. The woman didn't speak, and Han Yiming was about to scream, but stopped when he saw the blade slash three inches in front of her. Han Yiming also knew that the man was not a good person, but the knife in his hand stopped cutting forward when it slashed in front of the woman, which was indeed beyond his expectations. When I looked at the man, I saw that he was holding the hilt of the knife in both hands, and pushed it forward so hard that his face was flushed.

The woman slowly stretched out her hand, her fingers swiping lightly over the edge of his blade, and then withdrew her hand. The blade of the knife shone slightly, and it changed shape, and began to melt like ice water, shrinking and shortening, and after a while, it also became two pieces of it, and half of the remnant iron fell to the ground, leaving only the half of the remnant iron attached to the handle of the knife still in the man's hand.

The two men were so frightened that their faces turned earthy and froze on the spot. The woman shouted, "Don't you get out yet?" Where can the two men still run, turned around, took a few steps, then fell to the ground, did not dare to stop, used both hands and feet, and climbed down the mountain in embarrassment. The woman turned around and said to Han Yiming, "How are you? Can you still walk?" Han Yiming saw her face at this time, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her nose was like cherry lips, her face was like jade, smooth and soft.

She glanced at Han Yiming, raised her eyes and looked around, and said as she looked, "You rest for a while, and go down the mountain by yourself." After that, he looked in one direction for a moment, frowned, and said, "I'm leaving." You don't have to fear that they will turn back, they won't find you. ”