The two took Mo Ye to a straw hut built against the wall of a dilapidated house.

The tall man grabbed a handful of thatch on the ground and rubbed a short rope, and turned Mo Ye's arm behind her back and tied it. Then he scooped up the bag in the fat man's hand, poured out the broken silver, scooped up the empty bag, told the fat man to imprison Mo Ye, and he left.

Mo Ye guessed in his heart that the tall man had gone to inquire about her family's location and was going to ask for silver. If you can solve this problem with money, it will be nothing. However, Mo Ye felt that there was another possibility at this time, when the tall man found his master, he might not need a penny of silver, but he would volunteer to be a guide to bring the master here.

Mo Ye felt that if these two people who kidnapped him met with the master, they would definitely regret the moment. And it was precisely because of this firm confidence in her master that she had not cried uncontrollably until this time.

Squatting on the musty thatched pile, seeing the sloppy fat man who was in charge of guarding him sweep over him from time to time with a wicked gaze, Mo Ye still couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. She tried to avoid the man's gaze as much as possible, but the fat man was always pacing around her, making Mo Ye feel like he had turned into a piece of fat and was being coveted by a longing wolf. Fortunately, the fat man still looked like a person, and he was not really a hungry wolf who could tear raw meat, so Mo Ye had no choice but to make a calm face and close his eyes.

I heard a flirtatious snort, clearly from the fat man. Mo Ye remained silent for a few breaths before opening his eyes slightly, and saw that the fat man had already walked outside the grass shed.

Mo Ye breathed a sigh of relief, and at this moment, she suddenly heard a soft "shh-". With her eyes fixed, she glanced outside, and saw that the fat man was now facing away from her, so she raised her head and looked at a hole in the roof of the straw hut.

At a glance, he saw Xingfeng's face poking out of the hole.

There was a look of surprise in Mo Ye's eyes, but she quickly blinked her eyes twice again, and in this silent language, she saw him.

Seeing this, Xing Feng smiled silently and did not speak. He pointed intently to the outside, then to a clearing in front of Mo Ye, and finally to himself, and then made a virtual jumping motion.

Mo Ye groaned for a moment, then pointed outward, and swept the torture wind with his gaze, his eyes showed a sad color, and he frowned and shook his head.

After a moment's deep groaning, he placed one hand flat on his chest and raised the other, and then smashed into the back of his flat palm at a vertical angle. After making these gestures, he looked at Mo Ye again, and pointed to the outside of the grass shed with the finger that had been smashed in the vest.

Mo Ye finally understood what he meant, but she still shook her head. After a slight hesitation, she silently said two words with a slightly exaggerated mouth: "Report to the official." ”

On the roof, Xing Feng saw her shaking her head, and her face was flushed with worry. Then the expression in his eyes slowly became firm, and he also used an exaggerated mouth shape to say three words to Mo Ye: "Don't worry." ”

Seeing this, Mo Ye secretly gritted his teeth, and at Xingfeng's insistence, he finally accepted Xingfeng's plan to rescue her.

She thought for a moment, then took two steps back in the direction of the sloppy fat man facing the straw shed, and then glanced overhead, estimating that the hole in the roof of the straw shed was at a perpendicular angle to the open space in front of her, and then she took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly outside: "Fat brother, I want to relieve myself." ”

When Mo Ye shouted this sentence, she didn't see it, and Xing Feng, who was squatting on the roof of the grass shed, had a strange face.

Outside the straw shed, a sloppy fat man lying on the ground in a pile of dry grass was bored and picking his teeth with a straw pole. He heard Mo Ye's shout, and his swaying legs were stilted for a moment, and then he just tilted his head and dropped a sentence: "Solve it on the spot." He ignored Mo Ye no more.

Mo Ye was annoyed in her heart, and after thinking about it, she said proudly: "My hands are tied, do you let me pee in my pants?" I'm a famous young master, and I can't do such a vulgar thing. You just need to do me a small favor and let go of my hand, and as a thank you, I can give you a piece of jade that I have hidden on my body. ”

The sloppy fat man was obviously whetted by Mo Ye's last words. He staggered up from the grassy ground, patted the grass clippings on his body with both hands, his eyes were already revealing a trace of greed, and he smiled and said, "It turns out that you still have a piece of jade hidden in your body, it's early...... You handed it over earlier, fat brother, I'm in a good mood, I guess you don't even have to tie your hands. ”

His mood at this time was indeed a little excited, and he felt quite cheerful to outsiders, but the look in his eyes was telling Mo Ye without reservation, and it was up to him whether to hand over the jade pendant at this time. So after getting the benefits, whether he will really show mercy to Mo Ye is probably just a joke.

It's just that the matter of Mo Yesuo's jade pendant is actually just a joke. She didn't plan at all that the sloppy fat man could really do anything good after saying this.

For what was expected to be unattainable, Mo Ye didn't feel much fear and disappointment. It's just that she still has to do enough work on the surface, and she wants to cooperate with the preparation of the criminal wind as much as possible to reduce the risk of this matter. Seeing that the sloppy fat man approached, Mo Ye took a step back again, and said with panic in his eyes: "You want to grab it...... Don't come here......"

The fat man just laughed dryly when he heard this, and he didn't say anything. Walking into the grass shed, when he was still one step away from Mo Ye, he suddenly stretched out his hand.

However, just as his hand was about to touch two points in front of Mo Ye's chest, on the roof of the grass shed, a figure suddenly fell, rolled up a piece of dead grass and dust, and pressed the sloppy fat man to the ground from his shoulder, and at the same time heard the voice of the torture wind shouting: "Mo Ye, run away!" ”

Perhaps it was because of the thick flesh and the dead grass on the ground, and the fat man was only bruised by this blow to the flesh that could be ignored. Although Xingfeng struck in the air and pushed the fat man to the ground, he was only ten years old after all, and his strength in his hands was limited, and he was not so ruthless, he seized the best fighting opportunity to break the fat man's neck, so the fat man just fell, he quickly pushed Xingfeng away, and then stood up.

Xing Feng was thrown two steps away by the fat man, his eyes showed a look of vigilance, and a carp bounced up and half-squatted on the ground. He saw that the fat man was about to get up, and suddenly swept out a leg quickly, originally thinking that his sweeping leg could knock the fat man over again, but the opponent's legs were more stable than he imagined, and his leg was swept away, like kicking on a pair of wooden stakes.

Xing Feng was slightly frightened in his heart, and his mind turned sharply, so he didn't immediately close his legs, but slapped the ground with his hand, and at the same time swept out his legs at a wrong angle, twisting the fat man's legs together.

There is a lot of grass on the ground and it is easy to slip, although the fat man has worked hard, and his legs were not bent when he took the first blow of the torture wind, but at this time, he was twisted by the torture wind, and the soles of his feet slipped, and his legs were merged into one place, and his body shook slightly unbalanced.

But then Xing Feng was shocked in his heart, because the fat man's elbow suddenly bent into a shuttle, and the originally shaky body did not force it to twist it hard, but fell down, and at the same time the direction of his elbow changed, facing his vest and preparing to stab it hard.

Although Xing Feng is taller than Mo Ye, in the eyes of this fat man, he is still a child after all, and the fat man feels that it is not difficult for him to scoop him down. Xingfeng was also aware of this problem, so he didn't hesitate to let go of his legs, and withdrew the next move that was about to get up and punch the opponent head-on, and the two rolls dodged the fat man's elbow knife.

Xing Feng had only been in the Shanshui Academy for more than a month, and he had not yet learned many available moves, at this time, he used the flexibility of his body and the next game kung fu that he had practiced chopping wood since he was a child, and temporarily tied with the fat man.

Although the fat man's moves didn't have many tricks, he was unusually steady in every move, and his punches were heavy. Xing Feng wanted to win against him, but in front of the opponent's solid foundation kung fu, it was difficult to find a breakthrough point for a while. And at this time, if he didn't pay attention to the opponent's fist as heavy as a lead stone, Xing Feng couldn't help but worry about whether he would faint in pain.

Thinking of this, Xingfeng was secretly worried. Just now he thought that this fat man was just a street corner gangster, and it shouldn't be so difficult to deal with, but the other party just looked a little bloated, and after two moves, Xing Feng really realized the characteristics of the other party's martial arts.

Staring at the fat man's every move, Xing Feng felt a trace of regret in his heart, blaming himself, he should have followed Mo Ye's secret hint just now to go to the yamen to find a helper first.

The remorse in his heart was fleeting, and the body that Xingfeng bounced away turned on its side, and he had already taken advantage of the situation to stand up. His knees were slightly bent, ready to rise, and his eyes were fixed on the other side. The sloppy fat man missed an elbow slash, and when his elbow was still an inch from the ground, his arm suddenly reversed, struck the ground with his palm, and got up with his strength.

The two stood in the grass hut and confronted each other, neither of them moving first. Xing Feng knew that this fat man's fists and feet were heavy, and he should avoid his edge. And the fat man also realized that the kid in front of him was very flexible, and he couldn't always punch in vain, so it was best to scoop it down directly at the right time.

Just when the two of them paused their martial arts, each thinking about what to do next, they suddenly heard Mo Ye, who had already walked more than a dozen steps away, shouting: "Xingfeng, he is bigger than his fists and feet, you are easy to suffer, find a wooden stick first!" ”

Mo Ye was anxious and depressed at this time, she didn't expect the fat man to be so powerful. At this time, there was no sharp weapon around, and it was difficult to find even a large stone near the broken grass shed in the wilderness, so not only could she not find a way to loosen the tie on her own, but because her arm was dragged backwards and tied her wrist, her arm could not use her strength, and she was even walking unbalanced.

At this time, if she wanted to help Xingfeng, the only thing she could do was to stay away from Xingfeng, so as not to be caught by the fat man again.

If she followed the instructions of Xingfeng and escaped on her own, she really couldn't do it. So after she ran a few feet away, she couldn't help but look back, wanting to come up with some ideas for Xingfeng.

Seeing that her words fell, the two people in the straw shed didn't know what they were thinking, and almost at the same time, the sloppy fat man kicked a little faster on a wooden pillar supporting the grass shed near him!

Xing Feng was slightly stunned for a moment, and only a little bit later kicked on a wooden pillar beside him!