Dou Gu's heart was pounding, and he said in a trembling voice: "And then? Dou Du lowered his head, as if returning to that unbearable time. Dou Xian's eyes were full of hatred: "The leader laughed, uncle, that laughter is cruel and vicious, I will never forget it for the rest of my life!" The man finished laughing, pointed his knife, and the soldiers poured in like a tidal wave. Uncle Gang carried us on his back, kicked down a soldier, snatched a knife, and ran all the way out. However, how could they escape, and in a short time, many torches appeared! Uncle Gang put us down and told us to run quickly, but he stopped the officers and soldiers alone. My brother and I refused, hugging Uncle Gang's feet and crying, and Uncle Gang wept and begged us to run quickly, so that we could keep the Dou bloodline. We had no choice but to plunge headlong into the night. We stumbled all the way north, and heard the shouts of the officers and soldiers behind us, and the roar of Uncle Gang, and later, we couldn't hear anything, only a little firelight. ”

"Later, the officers and soldiers caught up with us again, and the one who led the troops was laughing again, saying that Uncle Gang was cut into pieces, and now the night is dark and the wind is high, see who will save us! I hugged my brother tightly and kept my mouth shut to prevent myself from crying, and I thought, "Hmph, even if I die, I must not cry to those bad people!" ”

Dou Xian stared at the dark window and sighed: "Uncle, that night, it was so dark, the wind was stronger than here, and it kept roaring. Suddenly, there were a few wails, which were terrifying, and the soldiers who were riding in circles fell to the ground one after another, and the horses were frightened and scurried, and the ranks of officers and soldiers became chaotic. The man who led the troops was very frightened, and asked loudly, who was it, and there was a kind of fight, and the fight lasted dozens of rounds. At this moment, with a long howl, one man and one rider, rushed into the encirclement like lightning, leaned down and picked us up, put us on horseback, and ran away like the wind, and the officials shouted and shouted behind them, but could not catch up. ”

"Uncle, this person's name is Guo Zhi. Qianqian" Dou Du, who had been silent, rushed to say.

It turned out that Guo Zhi was a descendant of the famous chivalrous Guo Xie of the Western Han Dynasty. Guo Xie is a legendary figure, ruthless and frugal, with a high reputation, many powerful people have dealings with him, and even the general Wei Qing has a close relationship with him. Later, Emperor Wu issued an edict to force the wealthy families of more than 3 million in each county to move to Maoling, Guo Xie was unwilling to move, so he asked Weiqing to intercede with Emperor Wu, angered Emperor Wu, personally ordered the arrest of Guo Xie and exterminated him, and a son was pardoned because of his young age.

Dou Gu groaned: "How is Guo Zhi a person? ”

Speaking of this, Dou Xian's eyes were red again, and his voice was very low: "A few years ago, Guo Zhi suddenly went out, and when he came back, he was covered in blood and seriously injured, we asked who the murderer was, he refused to say, asked us to run away, we didn't dare, he put a knife on his neck, and if he didn't leave, he would die for us to see." There was no choice but to leave with tears in our eyes. After a few months, when we returned to our hometown, the thatched hut was already a mess, Guo Zhi had long since disappeared, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead. Only left a piece of paper, saying that back then, entrusted by a benefactor, he came to the rescue and preserved the bloodline of the Dou family. For this commitment, he dedicated his life to no longer travel all over the world, handed over Shaohua to the desolate Lingnan, and taught us his skills......" Dou Xian's voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible.

"Uncle, Guo Zhi said that this benefactor has been specially confessed and can't tell us."

"Uncle, we have been in the wilderness for more than ten years, and we don't know the world, we think, we think that you, our father, and our father have already passed away!" Dou Xian's tears flowed.

Dou Xian suddenly got up and said, "Uncle, tell me, whose hand did my father die?" Is it the Lord Wang of Luoyang Mansion? It turned out that Dou Xian was in the corner of the lobby and faintly heard some clues.