"Don't push my dad!"

The big man pushed his honest father, and suddenly heard a coquettish shout, so he took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.

Hurriedly looked up, in front of him was a puffing water spirit girl, born delicate and lovely, the gorgeous purple hair was not seen, but it was a pity that her face was dirty, like a wild child.

The big man was furious, and when he stood up, he was about to raise his hand to slap her, but his honest father reached out and grabbed her, and he couldn't move anymore.

He is well-known in the town, and he can wrestle with the old oxen who plough the land, and rarely loses the wind, but when this man grabs it, he is like a monkey trapped under Wuzhi Mountain, and he can't resist in the slightest.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and the father spread his hand in the slightly frightened eyes of the big man: "The child is still young and ignorant, why should the eldest brother bother with a wild child, the younger brother will take strict care of him when he goes back, and ask the eldest brother to dissipate his anger." ”

The little ones also caught up and said something to the little girl, causing the big man to frown again and again.

"This market is what I watch, the things in your basket, I say a dime is a dime, and no one is missing!"

The father had a bitter face, very embarrassed: "But Brother Niu, I really didn't bring so much money when I went down the mountain this time, winter is coming, and the family needs some good carbon fire, I don't want the child to freeze and break his body, you can see if you can give a few days, I will make up for you next time I go down the mountain." ”

"Or ......" The father suddenly trembled and took out a small piece of jade from his arms, the color was cloudy, and the pattern inside happened to be the shape of a small flower.

"I'll take this for a little bit, and you can be kind and erase those odds, okay?"

"Dad, no!"

The little girl panicked, this jade was passed on to her father on the day her grandfather died, and her father was very precious, and he had to take it out every day to look at it for a while, and drop a few tears from time to time.

The father didn't speak, but stubbornly broke the little girl's snatched hand and handed the jade over.

Dahan took it and took a look, and suddenly spat on it, very disdainful.

"It's just like this, don't give it to me!"

Syllable~

Dahan threw his hand, and Xiaoyu fell to the ground, breaking into several pieces in the crisp sound.

"What am I talking about?" the big man turned his head to look at the other men beside him, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth and sneering: "This thing is not in good condition." ”

After speaking, he laughed, and the men around him also echoed him, and his father didn't say a word, his face wrinkled, as if he was ten years old in an instant.

He knelt down with trembling hands, carefully picked up the broken jade piece by piece, and held it in the palm of his hand in a daze.

"Bad guys!

The little girl bared her teeth and hugged her father and cried.

It was also the first time for the little ones to see Sister Xiao so sad, and they were stunned and at a loss.

"Okay, if you don't have any money, I'll put things down, I'm not a living bodhisattva, and I don't have time to send that kindness!"

Dahan said impatiently

Sentence, stepped forward and pulled his father's back basket roughly, but his father maintained a kneeling position, clenched his hand and pleaded softly, his face was full of wrinkles piled together, so bitter that it seemed to drip water.

"Stop, let go of Dad, you bad guy!

The little girl just cried, crying heartbreakingly, but she didn't know what to do.

The young men on the side gradually became frightened, and also stepped forward to pull the little girl's father, crying and begging.

"Damn, don't give you a face!"

The cry of the child annoyed the big man, and he jerked his father to the ground with his foot and took a wooden stick from someone else's hand.

Walking forward, he didn't care whether the children could stand it or not, and danced sticks and struck the piles of people, banging.

The father held the back basket in front of the children, not daring to resist, just begging the other party to let them go after venting.

Although the little ones didn't feel pain, they were also so frightened that they cried, one voice higher than the other.

The people in the market formed a circle and pointed at them, but instead of saying how the big man was wrong, they complained that they had no money and came to the market to buy charcoal.

Click~

After a while, the arm thick stick was broken, and the big man became more and more angry, shouting "damn hard bones" in his mouth, and as soon as his brain was hot, he took the boning knife from the butcher who sold meat, and slashed it at his father's hijab.

The father looked up with a blank face, and hurriedly raised his hand to block it, the blood splattered nearly a meter high, and the knife was directly stuck in his father's right hand.

At this moment, the people around were frightened, and they retreated a few steps one after another, and the circle expanded a little, but no one left, and no one wanted to miss this excitement.

The children were also stunned, and their cries were stuck in their throats.

"Bad guy......" The little girl's eyes suddenly became lifeless, she stared at the boning knife stuck in her father's hand, and muttered, "Bad guy, die...... I want you dead!"

"Xiaoxiao, don't!"

The father shouted late, and before the words could be spoken, the little girl rushed out like a swift cheetah, and flew and kicked the big man's waist and abdomen.

None of the onlookers could see her movements clearly, only that the little girl screamed, and the big man flew out sideways, crashing into the stone platform in the distance, and with a "snap" sound, it broke into several pieces.

The blood was like a bucket that had been knocked over, and in the blink of an eye, the severed hand a few meters away from the stone platform actually twitched a few times.

The crowd's chatter seemed to be cut off, and it quickly fell silent.

Immediately, there was another turmoil like churning mountains and seas.

"She's killed!"

"Look at the hair of these kids, they're demons, they're demons!!"

"Kill them, or we'll doom!"

"Yes, destroy them and eliminate the harm for the people!"

The crowd was so angry that they picked up the things they were doing and surrounded them, throwing a few rotten eggs from time to time, smashing them all over with foul-smelling slime.

Little girl

didn't resist, just silently stepped forward to help his father, picked up the broken jade on the ground and put it in his arms, lowered his head and wanted to go out.

The father's face was already blank, and the events that followed one after another caught people off guard, and he was already on the verge of collapse.

"Where are the demons going! You have to stay and pay for your lives!"

"Repay your life! Repay your life!"

I don't know who got up, and the crowd shouted in unison, like a hero in Liangshan.

The little girl did not move, she raised her head, and swept around with red eyes full of hatred.

"Youkai!

The butcher with the bone cleaver was full of blood and rushed forward with a red face, bound to cut down these demons and become a demon slayer hero admired by thousands of people.

The little girl turned suddenly, and her little fist went straight into the butcher's stomach and came out of her lower back.

The pungent smell of blood poured into everyone's nostrils, igniting a deep fear in their chests.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

The little ones were frightened, looked at the crowd rushing up, and subconsciously punched and kicked their legs, setting off a bloody storm.

"Don't ...... kids. Don't!"

The father sat on the ground, muttering with despair on his face, his legs too weak to stand up.

After a long time, the ground was already full of stumps and broken arms, blood and minced flesh were piled up into a sticky red carpet, and the little ones covered in blood hugged each other and trembled, only the little girl stood in front of her father, her face was calm.

She turned around again and picked up her father, who looked like a dead face, and led the little ones towards the crowd, this time...... No one dared to stop them, but they scattered like chickens scared of wild beasts.

My father also hugged the basket and didn't say a word, as if he was scared stupid.

When the passers-by saw that they were covered in blood, they all avoided them with shocked faces, and listened to the cheers of the people who followed them, so they joined the crowd of insults all the way.

"Murderous devil!

"I'm going to call the police!

", demon, the farther away you die, the better!"

The little ones who followed behind them lowered their heads and sobbed, not daring to let others see their faces.

Now they finally know that their parents always say that it is not safe for them to go down the mountain, but not themselves, but the people under the mountain.

People shouted and scolded all the way, but the little girl did not refute a word, but silently carried her father to the outside of the village, towards the foot of the mountain.

But the people behind did not dare to follow, but kept insulting them at the foot of the mountain until they disappeared into the mountain path.

When I got home, my mother was about to go crazy and quickly asked about the situation.

After the little girl repeated it in a dull tone, her mother immediately sat down on the ground, and her eyes lost their brightness.

The sun is gone, and the night is coming.

"Yan Huang", someone is coming.