A farce ended, and everyone continued to walk the trail. When you bypass Quyang County, you will be able to go down the official road.

"That guy is funny, he looks like a monkey!" Jia Daishan came to Huo Bao again and muttered in a low voice: "Aren't those white dogs rebels rebels, how can they be more popular than the imperial court?" ”

“……”

"Huo Wubo can teach his children weapons, and arrange outposts before traveling, has he ever been a military attaché? …… Why did you teach others not to teach you, is it because your father doesn't like you either? ”

“……”

This broken mouth was like a fly in Huo Bao's ears, buzzing.

Huo Bao was a little upset in his heart.

Witnessing that the white-shirted army won the hearts of the people, the local government treated the people like pigs and dogs, and the small people could not move an inch, he wanted to encourage his father to find his uncle.

It's too childish to make a living by extrapolating from your previous life!

Even if the inference is reliable, how can anyone be the founder of the country? Military merits are knighted, all of them are to gamble with his life, and he is reluctant to let his father take risks.

"Ahh Yes! ”

"Help!"

The anxious and mournful cry broke Huo Bao's cranky thoughts.

Huo Bao trotted back from the front, his face pale.

"Fifth uncle, the official road ahead...... There were bandits slaughtering convoys ......"

Huo Wu frowned, and glanced at Jia Yuan from the corner of his eye.

Jia Yuan showed some doubts, but he didn't say much.

Everyone in Nanshan Village was silent.

Accompanied by the sound of beating and killing, screams rang out one after another.

Everyone hid in the woods, watching the killing dozens of paces away.

A convoy of four or five mule carts, with a dozen retinue guards, had already been cut down for the most part.

There were also a few servant women and maids who were pulled off the mule cart and had nowhere to hide, which caused several bandits to laugh lewdly and come forward to pull; One of the servants was protecting a little girl, and she was slashed to death by the bandit on the other side.

"Uncle Huo?" Niu Dalang and the bandits had a grudge against killing his wife and relatives, and seeing these scenes reappear, hatred suddenly grew.

"These soldiers are used to killing people, you can't deal with them, think about the little stool, don't be confused!" After saying this, Huo Wu looked at his son: "Xiaobao go, leopard archery attracts people to try!" ”

The father and son glanced at each other, Huo Bao nodded, and rushed out.

Before the man arrived, an iron pot was thrown out and smashed into a bandit who was about to kill with a knife, knocking the man unconscious.

The first two bandits reacted and rushed like Huo Bao.

Huo Bao took out a purple gold hammer and tried the first test in "Nine Styles".

Afraid of being in front of outsiders, Huo Bao did not ask for his life, avoided his head, and could be split to the shoulder blades, which was also the sound of "Gacha" and "Kaga" breaking bones.

"Ahh

"Whew!"

Four or five people were abolished in a row, and all the bandits became alert, abandoned the others, and surrounded Huo Bao.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! "Twenty or thirty paces away, an arrow was fired.

The two bandits were shot squarely and looked viciously into the grove.

There are enough people, and the number of people can't be seen clearly.

Without waiting for the bandits to divide their troops, Huo Bao has already started the second round.

The targets are all shoulder blades, and all they encounter are broken bones.

The bandits were dancing with wild goose knives, and there was no way to take Huo Bao.

There were also cold arrows shot from the grove, and in a few moments, half of the bandits' combat strength was lost, and only a dozen or so were left.

A bandit in a slightly different dress, like a leader, saw that Huo Bao was not a killer, and ran sideways to the mule cart.

Before he could reach the mule cart, Huo Bao had already thrown out a hammer and smashed the man unconscious.

The rest were horrified.

Everyone had seen the power of Huo Bao's "ugly stick" before, and they were a few steps away from him, but they forgot that this thing could still be thrown.

"Take a stick, or just leave a life, you choose!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Huo Bao couldn't kill people, and he didn't want to cheapen these murderers, so he said with a small face.

"Boy, you dare to kill soldiers and rebel?"

Huo Bao didn't answer, just slowly held the gong on his chest, looking at the bandits, and there was no trace of warmth in his eyes.

Several people have been killed in front of them, and there is nothing that cannot be done after killing these people in front of them.

At most, you don't go to Jinling, you just go north to Bozhou and vote for the whiteshirts.

Such a murderous appearance shocked all the bandits to take a few steps back, not daring to provoke again.

There was a thin bandit, afraid that Huo Bao would change his mind, so he took the initiative to take two steps forward: "Don't kill me...... I'll pick a stick......"

"Smack!"

"Ahh

Huo Bao did not split the shoulder blade as before, but used the second type of truncation in "Gong Jiu Style" to smash the bandit in the arm.

With the bandits in front of them seriously injured, there is nothing unacceptable about this arm injury.

The remaining nine people, none of them resisted, and they all suffered Huo Bao at once.

"Get out of here with these brutes!"

No one dared to be verbose, picked up the wounded soldier on the ground, and crawled south.

Huo Bao looked at the backs of these bandits and regretted it a little.

"Hulala", everyone who had been hiding in the grove came over.

"Brother Huo, you are really ...... You're amazing! You are definitely not a human being, you are not a broken army, or you are seven kills! Jia Daishan rushed to Huo Bao's side, his eyes shining: "One stick at a time, one at a time, like this, at that moment, those bastards don't even have the power to backhand!" No wonder the gang in front of you didn't make a move, and killed the pig with a knife! ”

Huo Bao was speechless, and walked a few steps to the mule cart to pick up the wedge on the ground.

Jia Daishan saw it and hurriedly said, "I'll help Brother Xiaobao get it!" ”

As he spoke, the man ran over, tried to pick up the shovel but couldn't pick it up, and raised his hands vigorously to an inch high.

Huo Bao stretched out his hand, took it casually, and put it in the backpack behind him.

Jia Daishan was dumbfounded.

The owner of the convoy was not very old, in his twenties, he was supported by the servants, half of his body was bloody, and when he came over, he knelt down and choked up.

"Boy Jinling Shicong, thank the benefactor for saving his life!"

Huo Bao saw that his eyes were red and he couldn't hide his sorrow, afraid that some relatives would die, so he sighed in his heart and avoided it sideways.

"You're a kid?"

Jia Yuan took two steps forward and stepped forward to help people.

The man looked up and looked at him several times: "...... But...... But Second Brother Jia? ”

"It's me, Huainan is in chaos, you don't stay in Jinling, what are you going north?"

"Second Brother Jia, Second Brother Jia, my father...... My father ......" and the man fainted.

"Second Master Jia, our second master was killed by those bandits just now......" The loyal servant next to him helped the person and cried and prayed.

Coincidentally, this young man is the cousin of Jia Yuan's palm-print friend, who went to Chuzhou with his father to get married, and he didn't want to go to most of it and encounter misfortune.

In addition to Second Uncle Shi, a dozen or so servants, and four or five bandits, there were four or five bandits on the ground.

Jia Yuan didn't have a good idea, so he could only call Shi Cong.

"In this world, soldiers are more hateful than bandits!" Shi Cong was sad and indignant, but he was helpless.

If you kill a bandit, you can report to the official, but if you kill a soldier, you have to guard against the officer.

The bandits went in the direction of Jinling, where did Shi dare to go home?

No matter who moves the knife first, Shi Cong kills the soldiers first, and if he returns to Jinling, he will bring ruin to the family.

Shi Cong sent his deceased father's remains back to Jinling to Jiayuan, so that his deceased father could be buried in peace.

The benefactor Huo Bao knew that he was going to Jinling to join his relatives, and Shi Cong was rewarded with a box of silver ingots and two land deeds and two house deeds.

This field and house are all from Jinling, and most of them are the dowry of Miss Shijia.

"Life is a great grace, the kid can't repay it, just a thing, talk about the heart, if you are lucky enough to survive, come to find the grace and repay the grace."

Huo Bao hurriedly shook his head, and refused to refuse, Huo Wu was not polite, and directly accepted the silver and deed paper on behalf of his son.

In the blue sky and white day, although there was no killing, in the end, it was an attack on the officers and soldiers, which put the handle in the hands of the Jia and Shi families.

The Shi family killed people in the past, and the crime was greater than that of the Huo family, but they couldn't keep the black heart of the murder on Huo Bao; Jia Yuan is there, just looking at it, there is nothing going on, it is difficult to talk about character.

In order to avoid future troubles, Huo Wushao had to whisper to Shi Cong: "There are many people, in order to prevent leaking news or being tricked, it is best not to return to Jinling for your sister and these people...... Now that the white-shirted army has occupied Quyang and Lingshui, and is besieging Chuzhou, I am afraid that it will be difficult to be peaceful. Marshal Liu, the white-shirted army who occupies Bozhou in the north, is a big local family and has a good reputation, if there is no place to defect, you can go here. ”

Shi Cong's face was full of gratitude, and he gave it up.

In the end, on the official road, except for the corpse of Second Uncle Shi, the other corpses were moved to the side of the road and burned.

Of the five mule carts, Shi Cong left two, one for Miss Shi's master and servant, and one for the injured family; The other three mule carts, one of Shi Ershu's mule carts, carried the remains of Shi Ershu, and the other two carried the fine soft for dowry, which Tojia Yuan brought back to Jinling.

When the two were about to say goodbye, Jia Yuan reminded: "Junior Brother Shi, when it comes to life and money, I can't understand the word, so it's better to write a letter." ”

Shi Cong nodded in response.

Without pen and ink, Shi Cong turned out a white silk from the wedding car, tore off two feet, bit his fingers, and wrote two handwritten letters.

"One with the eldest brother today, and one with the mother."

Jia Yuan took it and put it away.

Shi Cong thanked Huo Bao and Huo Wu father and son again, and hugged the others again, before taking his entourage to the north.

There were three mule carts, and three people were needed to drive the carts, and the others were crowded and sat down.

After walking more than 20 miles and seeing the county seat, everyone went down the official road and found a secluded place to wait.

There were bandits fleeing in front, and everyone didn't dare to drive into the county, so the big guy didn't show up, but the car was placed here.

Huo Wu took out two silver ingots and asked Jia Yuan to take a few young people to the county seat to buy mule carts and food.

Jia Yuan didn't collect the cash, so he told his nephew a few words, and then took a few young people into the city.

Next to the mule cart, only the old and weak women and children remained.

Jia Daishan drooped his head and stopped chirping.

Just now, Huo Bao was powerful, he only felt powerful, and he was very envious and worshipped. But when the corpse was burned, he understood what the fear of life and death was. On the battlefield, in addition to the majesty, there is also life and death.

Huo Bao was hungry and weak, and he couldn't help but think of his uncle again.

"Dad, do you have any news of your uncle?"

"Uncle? Which uncle? ”

"The one who pulled half a cart of grain at home seven years ago!"

"That's your third uncle, who took you to eat roasted sparrows that year and became a monk in Dongshan Temple!"

Well?

Huo Bao was stunned, why does this sound so familiar!