Then, Yang Xianmao closed the door, hired a carriage, and went straight to the door of the yamen's class room first, telling the porter that he wanted to see Lei Dutou.

The concierge reported that he entered the class room, and Lei Dutou came out quickly, and he was very grateful to Yang Xianmao to Feng Qiuyu for saving his life, so he was very affectionate, hugged his fists, and called him a benevolent father. Before he could say a large number of words of gratitude, Yang Xianmao said urgently: "I still have something urgent, I'm here to tell you something important." ”

"Oh, Eun Gong, please. ”

Yang Xianmao leaned into his ear and lowered his voice and said, "I got the news that Xiong Feng, the owner of Xiongjiazhuang, is likely to be on a boat on the Qingshui River outside the city. The specific location is not clear, you hurry up to report to the county lieutenant Zhong, rush to arrest, and bring more people. I have to go!"

Lei Dutou was pleasantly surprised and quickly agreed.

Yang Xianmao left the yamen quickly, and chased out of the city in the direction of his parents in a carriage. Along the way, keep an eye out for the two cyan shirts and horseback riders with waist knives that Tietou Zhang mentioned.

At last, he saw two men riding horses, far away from a car in front of him. The two of them were dressed in a way that matched what Tie Tou Zhang said. So, he opened the curtain of the car first and shouted the name of one of the people loudly: "Wang Erlang!"

After shouting, he immediately retracted his head. Looking through the gap in the curtain, I noticed that one of them immediately turned around and looked around, but there were many pedestrians coming and going on the post road, and I don't know where this voice came from. Wang Erlang thought that he had misheard, looked around for a moment, then turned his head back and continued to follow the carriage in front of him from a distance.

Yang Xianmao had already confirmed that the two of them were the people Tietou Zhang said, and the carriage in front of them should be his parents. To be on the safe side, he still let the coachman drive past the carriage in front, and secretly looked through the curtain to see that his parents were indeed in the carriage opposite.

So, he let the carriage follow far behind, and walked out more than ten miles, and there were very few people on the post road, and no one could be seen from afar, so he told the coachman to stop, paid the fee, and called the carriage back.

Then, he quickened his pace and chased after him, because his parents' carriage was moving slowly, and the two stalkers were slowly following behind, so he quickly caught up.

Chasing behind the two, Yang Xianmao stepped to the ground a little, his body jumped into the air, a move to harvest in autumn and hide in winter, the left and right fists came out together, the left palm slashed the neck of the man on the left, and the right fist hit Wang Erlang's temple on the right.

This move is extremely exquisite, not to mention that these two people are just three-legged cat kung fu, they are martial artists with higher martial arts than them, and it is difficult to resist Yang Xian's exquisite trick of autumn wind slashing, and they were beaten to death and fell off the horse.

Yang Xianmao looked back and forth, except for the carriage of his parents dozens of zhang in front of him, there was no one else, so he was relieved.

He immediately lifted the two men from the ground and put them in the saddle, drew the belt of one of them, and tied them to the saddle. He turned over the other horse, tied the reins of the horse that had dragged them behind his saddle, and descended the roadside path into the depths of the forest.

After walking for miles, I came to a remote place. He took the unconscious two family members off the saddle and threw them on the ground, tied their hands behind their backs, pulled out a single knife, reversed the back of the knife, and struck one of them the leg, and the family member woke up from the coma in pain. Seeing Yang Xian Mao Ming dangling a single knife on his neck, he was suddenly frightened: "Doctor Yang spares his life." ”

When Yang Xianmao heard that they recognized him, he sneered: "What are you doing?—warn that you only have one chance to tell the truth." ”

The family Ding shuddered and said: "We are the family members of Xiongjiazhuang, and we have seen the little miracle doctor in the village. We are tracking your parents' whereabouts in the name of the Iron Head. Spare your life!"

Yang Xianmao had already verified, so he was not polite, reversed the handle of the knife, and slashed the back of the knife on the opponent's spine, and the spine suddenly snapped and broke. The family died immediately.

He will never tolerate anyone who dares to harm his parents. Besides, the other party is a robber who followed the owner of Xiong Zhuang to kill the official and rebel, and everyone will be punished.

After another family member woke up to verify that it was indeed from Xiongjiazhuang, Yang Xianmao shot him to death, then stripped the two corpses of their clothes, pants, shoes and socks, and smashed the faces of the two corpses with stones, making them unrecognizable.

He used a single knife as a hoe and dug holes in the ground. A deep pit was quickly dug and the two bodies were dragged to the edge of the pit and thrown into the pit. The earth was ploughed and buried, and a few stones were placed on top of it to press.

Then he put a few taels of silver from the two of them in his pocket, broke them into a bag and carried them on his back, and then led the two horses back to the post road.

He rode his horse back and galloped back, and when he saw the city gate in the distance, he rode down to the side of the road, and went into the forest, and when he dismounted, he poked each of them lightly in the buttocks with a single knife, and the two horses were frightened and galloped away.

He dug a hole in the ground with a single knife, buried his clothes and his knife in the pit, and buried them with earth. Then he returned to the post road and went straight into the city.

Yang Xianmao, who had killed people before, was calm and calm, but when he returned to the city, he felt his heart pounding, after all, it was the first time to kill someone, and he was still a little nervous.

He went straight back to the city, walked through the streets and alleys, and came to the small hill where he practiced the Five Fowl Opera every day.

He deliberately pretended to be in a hurry to find a convenient place, lifted his pants, and ran to the hill in a panic. As soon as I ran to the top of the hill, I heard someone shouting, "Who? Stop!"

Yang Xianmao pretended not to hear it and continued to rush up. The two big men blocked his way with swords in their hands, and just as they were about to ask, Yang Xianmao made another move to harvest autumn and hide in winter, and with one fist and one palm, he beat the two of them out of the way, and rolled in the grass and did not move.

Under a pine tree not far away, Huang Ding was tied, his face was full of shame, and a strong man next to him put a single knife on his neck, looking at Yang Xianmao in horror: "Stop, or I will kill him!"

Yang Xianmao didn't stop at his feet, and the big man shouted nervously: "I told you to stop! Can't you hear? I'm really going to kill him!" his subordinates trembled, and the blade had already cut a little skin on Huang Ding's neck, and blood flowed.

At this moment, unexpectedly, Huang Ding suddenly roared, and slid his neck forward against the blade, and the blade cut deep into the side of his neck, cutting off blood vessels and spurting blood.

The big man didn't expect that Huang Ding would commit suicide by borrowing his knife, and he was stunned for a while, taking hostages was useless, he immediately let go of Huang Ding, and slashed towards Yang Xianmao with a knife and roaring.

Yang Xianmao flashed sideways, avoiding this knife, and swept the leaves with an autumn wind, hitting the opponent's chest and ribs with a bang, and the big man was beaten upside down and flew out, hit a tree, fell, and did not move after two convulsions.

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