In the bloody afternoon, the air in the Niujiawa market was filled with pain and sorrow.

The clouds on the horizon are perhaps the only ones who have not been affected, strolling leisurely to block out the sun's rays.

Time stood still, and it was dark all around.

The smell of danger dissipated from his body, and the beads of sweat on Zhifeng's forehead gradually condensed like slow motion in the movie, smashing to the ground, drawing a smooth trajectory, and it was also colorful.

The old man and his entourage quickly divided their hands to inspect around, eliminate hidden dangers, rescue the wounded, Qingyue had tears in his eyes, squatted in front of the dying man and muttered softly.

The black-shirted old man's hands flew up and down, quickly tapped and massaged around the big man, and from time to time sent pills into the big man's mouth, Yan Wu's eyes full of sharp brilliance in the past were half open and half closed, and the breath of life had gradually passed away from his body.

Zhifeng shuttled through the crying crowd around him, using the fastest speed and the most simple and effective method to complete the repeated actions over and over again, binding, stopping the bleeding, and removing the arrow clusters, quickly and methodically.

Pain, self-blame, and anger filled Zhifeng's chest, leaving him breathless and unable to breathe.

**Crying are the folks they know well, every day in the market in the past two years has been spent in gags with them, joy, anger, laughter and scolding, in this life they are Zhifeng's relatives!

Holding the still warm pancake in his arms, the simple and wild but teasing warm words echoed in his ears.

"Little madman, after eating the cake, you have to serve your sister-in-law well, haha, look at your cowardice, think crooked, sister-in-law wants you to use that fragrant wood to carve a hairpin flower for me, your eldest brother is praising your craftsmanship, haha..."

At this time, the sister-in-law of the Zhang family, who gave him the cake, was pierced through the throat by an arrow and fell to the ground on her back, and she was still holding the two-year-old Lin'er in the crook of her arm, who only knew how to cry with her fingers.

Zhang Da Fatman, who always brags to Zhifeng and tells stories about life at the stall next to him, has two crossbow arrows in his chest, and brings the gouache rouge sold to sprinkle all around, his eyes are wide open, and he can't blink to death!

The old lady of the Li family was crawling on the ground with a flying feather on her back, and the little grandson Tiger Head was crawling out from under her with difficulty, Zhifeng hurriedly ran over and was waiting to comfort the child, but he heard the immature child's voice of the tiger head shouting hoarsely, "Grandma, the tiger head doesn't cry, the tiger head wants to go with grandma!" …”

Zhifeng's tears rushed out instantly, and the throat and nasal cavity were blocked with uncontrollable pain.

All of it, terrible!

"Little brother, please move, I have something to ask for!" , the old man's voice sounded.

Seeing that Zhifeng seemed to be unheard of, still saving the people with his hands and feet, the old man couldn't help frowning, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and suddenly disappeared in an instant, helpless, the tiger fell Pingyang and endured it.

"Leave two people to watch the wind, and the rest will go to help him save people!"

Hearing the old man's resolute command, Zhifeng finally turned around and walked slowly, his face full of anger and his heart was agitated!

Jokes, big jokes, human life jokes, do you want me?

Because of you, I know that Feng was implicated and almost took his life without mentioning it, what should this dozens of people who died in vain say?

Even if you are the injured party, what does it matter to me? What about our birds?

If you hadn't been entangled with me and lost your vigilance, and the enemy had a chance to take advantage of it, would the attack be launched easily? Can so many people die?

I'd like to hear what else you have to say!

In this life and future generations, Zhifeng is not a pedantic and scheming passer-by, let alone a so-called Confucian hero who can talk and laugh.

Standing in troubled times, Zhifeng has never lacked ruthless actions and careful thinking, kindness and generosity are only effective in parents and relatives, and brothers who have passed away, don't be a fool with five dollars and six dollars!

Zhifeng stared at the old man with a gloomy face, just one sentence, the stone broke the earth!

"If there is no reason for this, I will wait with you endlessly!"

Hearing Zhifeng's words, the old man in the black shirt turned cold, and the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, and he was about to have a seizure.

Depressed, where are you, what is my identity, I want to give you a reason to explain to you.

Who are you? Boy in the mountains, vulgar villager, don't say that our Ninghou Mansion has suffered such a catastrophe, even if there is no situation, it will not be my turn to give you ordinary people any explanation, and the sky will be turned upside down!

Just when the old man's heart was about to burst into anger, "I'm sorry, it's us who implicated everyone, I'm really sorry!" The soft and bitter voice sounded from Qingyue's mouth, like a rising sun reflected in the cold seawater, allowing the solidified air to seep out a little warmth.

Qingyue met Zhifeng's gaze, and felt that moment as long as a hundred years.

The old man finally spoke, "Little brother, this matter is a long story, we will give you an explanation after all!" In a hurry, please borrow the horns of the beast! ”

Please borrow the horns!

Knowing that Feng's heart is like electricity, it is still a beast horn, and it is a beast horn after all!

Let's see what's in it!

In the sun, the old man hugged the body of the martial artist, and pressed his palm against the chest and abdomen of the big man, but inserted the horns of the beast into his chest along the wound of the arrow cluster.

A cloud of white mist gradually rose around the two of them, and faintly, streams of black blood overflowed from the opening of the beast's horns, shocking.

Beads of sweat permeated from the bodies of the two of them, and there was a slight stench.

After the tea effort, Yan Wu's face began to be a little bloody, and his breath gradually stabilized.

After another moment, the old man withdrew his horns, and his hands quickly rotated and poked on the big man's body.

"Here comes the medicine! Turn the mind sticker, flat injury powder, renew the qi pill...".

Next to her, Qing Yue pursed her lips tightly, and looked at the old man helplessly, commanding one after another, her face had already lost her beauty, and her face was full of anxiety!

At some point, the bazaar was empty, and a large number of support groups were dying the dilapidated bazaar, and the sound of horses' hooves came and went.

"The injured have been sent to the county for treatment, and I will arrange for the dead to be buried and compensated." , the old man's tone could not hear a trace of emotion, without joy or sorrow.

Indeed, it is not his turn to arrange and deal with the lives of the ordinary people, and Ninghou Mansion has its own relevant people to clean up the mess.

Turning around, the old man sighed lightly, "It's hard to know the trouble if you don't get into the matter, little brother, it's useless to explain more than you heard, it's just your own side... I don't know if it's too late...".

Seeing the old man's desire to speak and stop, a trace of foreboding rose in Zhifeng's heart.

Yes, at home, Wang Dad and Wang Niang, since the horns of the beast are so valued, the hidden ones among the enemies who have not slipped through the net will not fail to see it.

As long as you grab a few random people from the bazaar, you can find out your own details, although the land of thousands of mountains and rivers is not so easy to find, but what if there are locals to lead the way?

For the first time, Zhifeng's heart welled up with a feeling of panic, the father and sister of this life, the relatives of this life!

Without saying more than half a word, Zhifeng grabbed a horse and flew up, whipping away.

The old man in the black shirt opened his mouth, and the sound of the hooves of more than a dozen horses followed closely.

***

Dawang Village, in the col of the land of thousands of mountains and rivers, this secluded place with only a few dozen families, is quiet and serene in the twilight, and the chickens and dogs bark leisurely.

Dawang Village, whose real name is Wang's Village, is said to have produced a heroic man three hundred years ago, who was crowned the prince of the opposite sex by the royal family at that time, and the hometown of the villagers is honorable.

Under the rising tide, the literate and hyphenated gentleman simply changed his name, Dawang Village, the magnificent momentum of Feng Shui continues!

Zhifeng rushed to the house in a hurry, and Wang Dad and Wang Niang were sitting in the old hall, sewing and repairing the damaged clothes and household goods at home.

Seeing his usually steady and calm son breaking in so much, Father Wang was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground.

"Feng'er, what's wrong? You're not injured or in danger, don't be afraid, when you go home, your father will call the shots! ”

Tears ran in an instant, not asking if he caused trouble, no matter where the mountain goods were lost, just because he saw his son covered in dirt and blood, he would bear it, and he was just worried about whether the child was injured.

What kind of relationship is this, it is the warmth of home, the deep love of parents only, not biological is better than biological life!

Wipe the wetness from the corners of her eyes, "Daddy, what about the third sister?" Pack up your things and we'll get out of here right away! ”。

Zhifeng didn't explain anything, his eyebrows were burned, and his honest parents couldn't explain it for a while, and they couldn't understand the father and mother who had only been to the county seat at the farthest point in their lives!

The feeling of danger accompanied the way, although it was not very strong, but it was stabbed in the throat and in the back, which made Zhifeng's heart tremble.

The three sisters of the Zhifeng family are all from the father and the mother, the eldest sister Peach Blossom married to the Li family of Niujiawa, the second sister Xinghua married to the Sun family in the county seat, and the third sister Plum Blossom is in the boudoir.

It was also the old couple who were reluctant to have their three daughters by their side, so they decided that the surname of the king of the village would be born, and they would get married after the year.

Several sisters are closer to Zhifeng than their younger brothers, dare to say what they want from their abilities, and they are not jealous of their father's love for Zhifeng.

Although this younger brother is picked up and recognized, he has a mellow heart, is kind to his neighbors, and loves his father and filial piety.

In addition, there always seems to be some unexpected skills, in the past three years in the village to solve a lot of big and small problems, sixteen years old has faintly established a lot of prestige, Wang Dad Wang Niang every time I think of this, I can't keep my mouth shut, and I intuitively feel that there is a successor!

In this era, in the mountains and wilderness, there are not so many stereotypes, and the third sister Meihua went to her future in-laws' house to help.

"Mother has to take that jewelry box, there are a few things in it that have been passed down by your grandmother, I have saved some over the years, and they are all good things for you to marry your daughter-in-law!"

Wang Niang didn't ask why she left, just chattered to find the baby jewelry box.

"You help me take care of my parents, and I'll come when I go."

There was nothing polite in Zhifeng's words, and he directly ordered the dozen or so cavalry sergeants accompanying him to turn their heads to find the third sister, not to care too much, and to reunite the family first.

It came and went in a hurry, but fortunately, there seemed to be nothing unusual in the village.

The third sister Meihua was pulled and puffed back home by Zhifeng, but Wang Dad and they had already packed their bags.

It was only at this time that Father Wang asked in a smumbled voice, "Feng'er, we have nothing to remember if our poor family leaves without a business, but what the hell is going on, why is Dad so unsteady in his heart." ”

Zhifeng smiled bitterly, what did you explain? The devil knows why, and I don't know where to hide with my family.

Although the knowledge and experience accumulated in later generations for thousands of years made Zhifeng believe that he could be prosperous no matter where he was in this life, he could not answer his father's words at this moment.

"Daddy, don't ask, it's just a little trouble, but it's not the child who caused it, but it implicated me... Hey, forget it, I don't know what's going on, so I'll get out of here first. ”

Father Wang couldn't ask why, but he didn't say more, but fortunately, when he was young, he followed the merchants in the village to sell horses and cattle in the county town of Niujiawa, and this ability to ride horses will be enough.

Zhifeng hugged the third sister, and Wang Dad hugged Wang Niang, and the two of them rode around, far away from the village.

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