Chapter 133: Woe to the Wall

Under the miserable white moonlight outside the door, the two people who staggered along the post road were startled by Changsun Hong, who suddenly rushed out, and after hearing Changsun Hong's voice, Changsun Jin, who was supported and leaning on another person, said weakly and softly: "Don't be afraid, it's my nephew." ”

The person supporting him was short, and the top of his head was just against the squeaky nest of the eldest grandson, the eldest grandson was heavy, and the little man was obviously very struggling, coupled with emotional tension, he was angry when he heard it, and he suddenly collapsed.

The eldest grandson Hong jumped over, supported the second uncle's body, put his hand between his chest and abdomen, and his hand was hot and humid, and the bloody air came to his face, and when he looked down by the moonlight, it was all blood.

"Second uncle, what's wrong?" Changsun Hong was shocked and anxious, and he held him strongly, called Duan Wulai, and the two of them worked together to drag Changsun Jin into the post pavilion.

Changsun Hong was speechless, there were several knife wounds on his body, bleeding everywhere, and he couldn't tell where it was light and where it was heavy in a hurry, the whole person was like a bloody person, and it was already a miracle that he was able to hold on to it at the moment and not fall.

"Let's go in first." Duan Wu said categorically, and worked with Eldest Sun Hong to drag people into the pavilion.

The two traveled far away, in order to prevent accidents on the road, they brought some herbs with them, Duan Wu was a martial artist who was used to running the rivers and lakes, and he also brought gold sore medicine, and immediately took it out. The eldest grandson Hong lit a torch and illuminated the pavilion.

The little man who was supporting Changsun Jin also walked in on his own, leaning against the wall in the corner, not saying a word, only panting, as if he had been running for a long time with Changsun Jin, and he was tired enough. Changsun Hong took a look, and it turned out to be a young man about ten years old, thin and small, with a very familiar face, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Second owner, is this your second uncle?" Duan Wu used a knife to cut open the clothes of the eldest grandson Jin to facilitate treatment, and asked a little strangely, he would never have imagined that in this black-lit wilderness, he would meet the second uncle of the second owner's family.

Changsun Hong was also very surprised, but after thinking about it for a while, thinking about the current time, and then thinking that this is the land of Fushun Prison, he guessed that the second uncle was probably selling smuggled salt again.

Thinking about it, his heart beat more and more: It is impossible for the eldest grandson to enter and come out alone when selling smuggled salt, what about the others?

What about your own father?

But Changsun Jin had already passed out, his clothes were torn, the wounds on his body were shocking, several deep sharp wounds almost separated the whole person, and the blood was bubbling like a fountain, but fortunately, there was no injury to the neck and other critical places, leaving a life, as long as the bleeding was stopped quickly, he could still survive.

Fortunately, Duan Wu has been running for many years, knows some ways of wound treatment, and people are also calm, sprinkling gold sore medicine all over the wound, tightly wrapping it with cloth strips to stop bleeding, and it is a busy mess to stop the bleeding from the place where the eldest grandson enters the blood.

Then he lifted the stick and whispered: "Erdong carefully, I'll go out and have a look." The figure flickered and flashed out the door.

Changsun Hong knew that he was going to see if anyone had caught up, Changsun Jin was superb in martial arts, and he was injured so badly that if someone was traced over, several people would not be able to run away.

He didn't care about it, poured water out of the gourd, stuck it on the strip of cloth, wiped the blood on the second uncle's face little by little, and moved slowly, the comatose eldest grandson Jin's face was pale, there was no reaction, the injury caused by excessive blood loss was very dangerous, and the whole person had gone into shock.

The eldest grandson Hong bit his lip, his heart was like numbness, he never thought that he would meet the second uncle here by mistake, why would he come to buy private salt again? I didn't mention it to myself beforehand, and when I went home for the New Year, my father and second uncle didn't reveal anything at all, so wasn't the money and things sent home enough?

Lying on the grass, the eldest grandson Jin naturally couldn't answer him, he sat beside the second uncle for a while, and suddenly remembered that there was another person in this pavilion.

Turning around, the young man who helped the eldest grandson to come in was still sitting in the corner, but his breathing had calmed down, and he was holding the water hyacinth and drinking water.

Seeing Changsun Hong looking over, the young man raised his head and said to him, "Second brother of Changsun." ”

"Are you ......?" Seeing that he knew himself, Changsun Hong was a little surprised, but after thinking about it for a while, he remembered that the first time he came here to sell salt, the father and son boatman on the small boat was this person: "Wang Jian? ”

The young man nodded, got up with the gourd, stumbled under his feet, and almost fell, Changsun Hong hurriedly stepped forward to support him, Wang Jian barely stood up, and he was also trembling in two strands, almost unable to stand on his own.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on?" Eldest Sun Hong had regained some composure, and to figure out what was going on, only the child Wang Jian could tell himself.

Wang Jian sat down on the haystack and said slowly.

"Yesterday, when it was dark, my father and I were eating on the boat, and someone came to us and wanted to cross the river, and when we saw it, it was a group of people who sold smuggled salt last year, and our family's boat has always been fixed in one place, and it has never changed, so they can find us."

"I remember your appearance, but I didn't see you in this group, but this scar-faced uncle and the bearded strong man are here, the salt and rice you left us last year helped us a lot, and we have no worries about food and clothing for half a year, as soon as they came, my father knew what to do, and he simply agreed."

"We were still waiting by the river, and they came back in the middle of the night, carrying salt, and ferrying back, and nothing happened, but as soon as we got to this side of the river, something happened."

"In the reeds on the bank, a lot of salt from the government came out, lighting torches, illuminating the river bank, killing people when they saw them, and there were about 20 people on your side, under the leadership of the bearded strong men, they fought with them, there was blood everywhere, many people died, and I ran out while I was in chaos."

"I ran for a while, it was dark all around, I was very afraid of people, I stopped, I wanted to go back to find my father, this scar-faced uncle caught up from behind, his body was full of blood, and when he met me, he took me away, saying that he couldn't go back, he would die if he went back, I was even more afraid, so I followed him and continued to run."

"At first, there were people chasing after him, and I could see the torch moving from a distance, and we ran lifelessly, and turned over a few mountain beams, and there was no movement behind us, but at this time, Uncle Scarface was not good, and he couldn't stand steadily, so I helped him, all the way over, I didn't know how far I walked in the dark, I had little strength, I walked slowly, and my feet were almost weak, until I ran into you."

After listening to Wang Jian's story, the eldest grandson Hong's heart was pinched, the father was still by the river, the second uncle escaped alone, what about the others? Don't......

"Second eldest grandson, my father...... Will it be killed by Yanding? Wang Jian asked timidly, his face was red in the dark, and he was so nervous that he turned white.

Changsun Hong also had a white face, he didn't answer, he didn't know how to answer, his hands were clenched into fists, and he gurgled.

The second uncle, Sun Jin's martial arts, he knows, one hand is superb, all of them are kung fu spelled out on the battlefield, and other idle martial artists are not his opponents at all, this time they were all injured like this, it can be seen how fierce the fight by the river is, he is the only one of the more than 20 people who escaped, and the rest ...... The end is worrying!

"Wang Jian, you take care of my second uncle, I'll go find someone!" The eldest grandson Hong gritted his teeth, picked up the knife in his hand, and told Wang Jian to look at the dying second uncle, and he got up and was about to go out.

The door was pushed open, Duan Wu walked in, and when he saw the appearance of Changsun Hong, he was taken aback, and said, "No one is chasing after you outside...... Second owner, where are you going? ”

Changsun Hong tightened the knife in his hand and stepped out: "I'm going to find my father, he's still by the river, please look at my second uncle, don't let him die!" ”

Monk Duan Wuzhang was confused, your father was by the river? Which riverside? To ask clearly, the eldest grandson Hong has already left.

(End of chapter)