Seeing that her clothes were thin, the chilblains on the index fingers of both hands had cracked and bleeding.

Next to the girl and the mat, there was a small dirt pit that seemed to have been dug by her own little hands.

Ma Xianglin saw it at a glance, and his heart was also sad.

The girl should want to bury her dead parents in the bamboo forest, so why are these guys there?

"You really dare to come and make trouble for my master, do you know who my master is?

Do you know what good things this girl has done? ”

Without waiting for Ma Xianglin to ask, a servant stood up and made a noise.

Ma Xianglin's face changed slightly, but Qin Gongming clasped his ears with an oily index finger, and said with a cynical expression:

"What are you talking all this nonsense for? Grandpa, I just took a nap on the side of the official road outside the bamboo forest, pillow on the stone.

was dreaming of entering the curtain with Mei Jiaoniang, and the cry of this girl woke up the grandfather.

Do you say bad luck or not?

Grandpa asked you, how should this account be calculated! ”

When the little girl heard that she had delayed the good deeds of another group of wicked people, her face immediately changed, and she was busy kowtowing to Qin Gongming to make amends.

"This big brother, Ru'er didn't mean to ......"

"Girl, don't speak, it's your cry that wakes me up, not you, whoever makes you cry, I'm looking for whom."

I'll go, Second Master Qin's logic is really strange, several evil slaves and that old man were all stunned for a while, and they didn't know how to pick up the stubble.

"Grandpa asks you one last time, and the answer is not satisfactory, so I will call you until you are satisfied with grandpa.

Why is this girl crying, who woke up her grandfather? ”

However, Ma Xianglin held his arms at this time and stood by and watched, it seemed that Qin Gongming, a-stirring stick, had nothing to do with him.

"Where did you come from, I don't think I woke up, right?

The old man bothered to talk to him, and the little ones went up and beat him up, so that he could sober up. ”

The old man brushed the ground and closed the fan, and was just about to nod his head in a chic manner: Yes.

In front of him, a thin black shadow struck, and the old man only felt that the pig's mouth square scarf on his bun was about to be blown off by this strong wind.

Qin Gongming had already stepped in front of the servant who threatened to do something.

The index finger that had just been used to pluck out the ear poked into the man's mouth like a snake letter, hooked the man's cheeks and pulled it to his chest, and then the other big hand opened its five fingers, turned into a large pu fan, and began to shoot the bow left and right at the open-mouthed servant.

"Tell you to be careful when you reply, you can't hear me, can you?"

Don't look at Qin Gongming, who is not a little thicker than a bamboo pole, but his two arms are already able to shoot four stone bows and shoot six arrows in a row at this time.

Holding a three-stone bow when hunting or on the battlefield in general is like child's play.

With just three or five mouths, he beat a Diao slave to the point that he didn't look like a human being, not to mention that his mouth of teeth disappeared without a trace, and his face was cracked.

There was also an old man's helper who wanted to sneak attack behind Qin Gongming, but he was kicked out by the second master who didn't look back with a rabbit kicking eagle for more than ten meters, and there was another eunuch in the world since then.

Qin Gongming was reluctant to turn around, and then muttered and looked at his slap and said, "Why are they so fragile, grandpa hasn't used any strength yet, and it's too boring to hit this one with his left hand." ”

"Second brother, let's do it slowly, let's ask what's going on first, if it's a villain, just go directly into the yamen."

Ma Xianglin persuaded on the side, but he didn't expect Qin Gongming to stalk his neck:

"No, just now, the shopkeeper who picked the door and took away two bowls of almond tofu was crooked, and I was feeling aggrieved in my heart, second brother.

Finally, I automatically sent a few people to the door to beg for beating, how could it be cheaper for the yamen? ”

The second master actually poured the sullen anger just now on these people.

After listening to the words of the two, the Confucian student quietly took a few steps back, but he retreated not because he was afraid, but because his eyes were vicious and wanted to bite people.

I saw him pointing at Ma Xianglin and Qin Gongming, and suddenly shouted: "What are you doing stupidly, don't do it yet!" ”

Everyone seems to have this intention for a long time, and they have drawn their knives one after another, and they have daggers of daggers.

But a dozen Diao slaves, that will be the opponent of the two fierce generals on the battlefield.

Qin Gongming didn't care about others, and went straight to the Confucian who shouted and beaten.

Before the Confucian student's finger could be retracted, it was grabbed by Qin Gongming, who had taken two steps forward, and then pouted, and the Confucian suddenly howled miserably.

The speed of the Diao slaves was not as fast as Qin Gongming, and the Confucian scholars had already been captured before they all gathered from behind, but Ma Xianglin blocked in front of them.

He gently slapped the wrist of the first slave and removed his dagger, and then the iron mountain knocked the man into the air.

This man not only flew up by himself, but also overturned several people behind him and broke three or five spotted bamboos.

The other dozen or so Diao slaves didn't wait to think about it clearly, and they were subdued by the seemingly unhurried Ma Xianglin one by one.

It's just that Ma Xianglin's moves are very measured, but he is also under three moves and two styles, his breath is agitated, and his moves are elegant, so that more than a dozen Diao slaves are all lying on the ground and unable to move.

"This old brother, can you be calm and reasonable now?"

Ma Xianglin leaned over and asked the Confucian with a smile.

Confucian Sheng leaned over, twisted his arms to follow Qin Gongming's strength, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his head were dripping.

"Yes, be reasonable, you should be reasonable, please let this hero go first, everyone is a Sven, hey!"

The bloodless thin girl kneeling on the ground, the white cloth on her head was no more than two fingers wide, and she owed even a sackcloth and a filial piety hat for the mourning of her parents.

It's not that she doesn't want to wear them, but the house is surrounded by walls, and there is no copper plate to buy these.

"You are talking nonsense, my father doesn't owe you that much money at all, and he won't promise to sell my mother to you!"

The girl, who had been kneeling on the ground like an injured little animal, was so angry that she was like a mad little beast when she heard Confucius explain why he was looking for trouble.

At this time, another small hand next to her grabbed her and said, "Don't be angry, fight with bad guys, it's useless to have a big temper."

My two older brothers have great skills and can help you get revenge. ”

For no reason, Qin Zuoming said that he was not helping the little girl solve the matter, but helping her take revenge.

Qin Gongming looked at the fourth brother with very incomprehensible eyes, and seemed to be smiling and wanting to say something.

Ma Xianglin patted him on the shoulder, and his jaw pointed at the two little guys of similar height and age.

Qin Gongming swallowed back what he wanted to say, and said stupidly: Is this to let your two brothers help you save the beauty of your hero?

But he got Qin Zuoming's angry snort.

The little girl's face was puffed up, and her face was no longer pale, and she looked really a beauty at this time.

"Little girl, since you say he's lying, can you tell me what the hell is going on?"

"Yes, tell me, if this sanctimonious guy is rich and unkind, I will help you take revenge."

Belch...... Ma Xianglin was also embarrassed and choked by Qin Zuoming.