Zhang Xing didn't drink the snake soup at all, not because she was afraid, but because of habit, she didn't like those thin and slippery things before.

After the noon holiday, several families continued to go south, and after a while, they reached a fork in the road, and the long flow of people along the coast was divided into two, some continued to go along the river bank to Yuxian, and some went down the river embankment to Zhanghe Town.

When I arrived in Zhanghe Town, it was raining again, drenching and dripping, and it was extremely cold. The Zhanghe River is just a small county, and so many displaced people are crowded at once, and the soldiers defending the city are afraid that something will happen, so they began to implement a curfew that night, and the city gate is heavily guarded, and they are not allowed to enter and exit at will.

As the night deepened and the rain became heavier, the refugees who were on watch under the city gradually dispersed, and went to find shelter from the rain. Li Zhangqi's three families were powerful, and they saw it early, so they rushed into a dilapidated temple. There were more and more people in the temple, and a few strong and vicious people were not allowed to enter.

The place was cramped, and it was not good to set up a fire to boil water, so Li Cui's gave out a cake by himself, took half a bowl of water at the leaking place, and mixed it with dry cakes to eat. The bread at her house was made by Li Hongshi, it was dry and hard, and it would not go bad for ten days and a half months at this time, and it was hungry and chewy, and it was the best food to carry on a long journey. It's just that the more you eat, the drier it gets, and you need a mouthful of water and a mouthful of bread. But Zhang Xing didn't dare to drink the rainwater leaking from the roof like this, she was afraid of getting sick, and in the current situation, if she was sick, she should not call the earth and the earth ineffective, and she could easily lose her life.

Shi took the bowl and was about to drink, but she quickly stopped it and said, "Don't be in a hurry to drink it first, let it go for a while." ”

Shi Zheng saw that Zhang Xing was not pleasing to the eye, so he ignored her and drank it. Li Hongshi glanced at Zhang Xing thoughtfully, stood up and slapped his grandson's hand, snatched the bowl, and said, "What's the hurry? I'm not afraid to drink a mouth full of sand, listen to Xing'er, sink for a while." So saying, he set the bowl aside, and after a while he took another bowl, and poured out only the water from the bowl, and divided it among the people to drink, and poured out the rest.

After eating bread and drinking water, the two families went to sleep. The door of the temple was closed by several strong men, and there was a woman crying and begging, "Master, we only need a place to stand." She said again and again, and finally some people got impatient and shouted: "Lao Tzu let you stand, where is Lao Tzu standing? You ask, why don't you ask the people in the temple to open the door? Let us all go in together to take shelter from the rain?"

After a while, there was a knock on the temple door, and although the sound was not loud, it knocked intermittently to make people feel uncomfortable. Zhang Xing was lying on her side, just enough to see the temple gate, but she didn't dare to move, and the five strong men who came in later had a fierce face, and they knew at a glance that they were not good. Zhang Tao was held in her sister's arms, her eyes widened, and she played with her fingers.

"Damn it, let's die!" a big man got up and opened the temple door. The wind and rain suddenly drifted in.

Zhang Tao couldn't hold back any longer, and hurriedly got up to look. Li Hongshi, who was asleep on the other side of her, hurriedly hugged her and lay down, and whispered, "Good child, don't squeak." ”

The strong man at the door yelled: "Get out of the way, no more damn rambling, be careful to kick you to death." The woman was obviously frightened, and did not dare to speak for a while. The big man was about to close the door, but the woman hurriedly stretched out her hand to stop her, and pleaded, "Uncle, all we need is a place to stand." ”

The strong man was about to drive people away, but his accomplice stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "The little lady wants to come in to take shelter from the rain?" The woman heard the man's kind speech, nodded quickly, and said, "I, my son has a fever, and it really can't rain, so the master is fine." The man smiled again and said, "We are not hard-hearted, we still have this compassion, come in." With that, he pulled the woman in.

The woman thanked her in trepidation and said, "I, I'll just stand there." ”

But the others couldn't help her, so they caught her in the middle and dragged her to where they slept. The woman struggled to go, and someone snatched the child from her hand. The woman screamed and shouted, "Uncle, uncle, you are doing well......"

"Be obedient, and your son will be well. The amiable man interrupted her and tugged at her, "Come, come over here." ”

It was pitch black all around, and the woman cried and begged: "Uncle, I can't help it, I beg you, I can't help it......"

"Shhhh "Someone said.

The woman seemed to have been choked by the throat, and she didn't dare to scream anymore, but only made a tone that seemed to be crying instead of crying.

Li Cuishi gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Kill a thousand knives." Zhang Shuisheng couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly got up to go over there, Li Dazhu had already been explained by Li Hongshi, hugged him, dragged him back, and whispered: "Aquatic, aquatic, don't do stupid things, this group of people can't be provoked!"

Li Dazhu is much bigger than Zhang Shuisheng, Zhang Shuisheng can't break free, he thinks of Ye Hexiang, who is also single, but he can't turn a blind eye to it no matter what. Li Dazhu whispered again: "It doesn't matter if you come to the nonsense yourself, what about your daughters? Do you want them to live?"

Zhang Shuisheng calmed down all of a sudden and slowly lay down. Li Dazhu breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Sleep, Jiren has his own natural appearance, and his younger brother and sister will be safe." Zhang Xing also breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lay back.

The night was so long. The next day, before it was full of light, Zhang Xing was woken up by a terrible cry and sat up to take a look. In the corner, a woman in Tsing Yi was holding her baby in her arms and crying heartbreakingly. The people in the temple also woke up and pointed out one after another, and everyone heard the sound last night, but in such a situation, everyone was in danger, and no one dared to come out. And this will kill people, and the matter will be a big trouble, and finally it will be pointed out.

The five strong men also woke up at this time, and a big man with a scar on his face glared fiercely, and shouted at everyone: "What do you see? I don't want to live anymore, don't you ......" After a white-faced and obscene man beside him whispered a few words in his ear, the big man with a scar looked at everyone coldly, stood up and went out the door.

The woman in green clothes suddenly rushed to the group like crazy, but before she could get close, she was kicked out of the gang and hit the corner of the sesame oil cabinet in front of the Buddha statue, and she was immediately unconscious.

I don't know who shouted: "Kill someone! Don't let the wicked go." The crowd in the temple surrounded the door, blocking the door, and surrounding the few people.

Those people were really not ordinary people, and after looking at each other a few times, they suddenly formed a group back to back with each other, drew their blades, and confronted everyone. When everyone in the temple saw that the other party actually pulled out a sword and shook it, and then looked at the flat stick in their hands, they couldn't help but feel timid. The big man looked at everyone's expressions, sneered, and said arrogantly: "If you are not afraid of death, just come forward." ”

There are many dealers in this temple, and the dealers are good at fiddling with the dealers, but killing people and fighting is by no means a forte, and it is not about themselves, and the previous blood will be cooled, and they dare not rush forward impulsively, let them retreat and let those people open the temple door and leave.

Li Cuishi hurriedly went to see the woman in green clothes - a bloody hole was broken on her forehead, which stained the placket of her chest, and she was already lifeless. The crowd in the temple couldn't help but scold again, and some of them said that although the coats on these people were different, the boots under their feet were the same, and they were in orderly defense, and they were probably from martial arts.

When everyone heard this, it was as if they had exploded, and there were many discussions. Some say that these people must be the soldiers who fled over from the Heyuan side, and Liu Shenzhou of Heyuan rebelled, killing tens of thousands of Heyuan guards, and the imperial court wanted to send heavy troops to encircle and suppress them, and these few must have escaped when they saw that the situation was not good; some said that they must have been arrested by the imperial court with a lot of money, and they were people from the Red Lotus Sect; some said that these eighty percent were the guards of the rich and noble, so they were so arrogant and lawless.

The heavy rain did not stop, and it was not suitable to hurry, Zhang Shuisheng and Li Dazhu buried the woman and the child, and then ran to the city gate and turned around - although the city gate was open, it was necessary to hold the customs clearance documents to enter and exit. After running in vain, they are just refugees, how can they go to the county government to clear the customs documents?