A group of nearly thirty people walked for nearly three hours, and arrived outside a small village at dusk.

The guide pointed to the village and told Yang Congyi, "The mountain we passed before is called Phoenix Mountain, this village is called Phoenix Village, and after Phoenix Village is Tianzhu Mountain." I can only send you here, I don't know the way back, you have to go by yourself. ”

Although everyone was not satisfied with this guide, Yang Congyi still expressed his gratitude to him.

The guide said goodbye to everyone and left in a hurry, leaving the overwhelmed Taihu County crowd to catch quickly.

Yang Congyi looked at the tired crowd and said, "Enter the village." ”

He was the first to walk towards the village, and the others followed.

Life is not familiar with the place, if the rest of the road is not led, they don't know how to go, they have to find a local guide, it is not early, by the way in Phoenix Village to stop.

When I entered the village, I saw that the doors of every house were closed, there were no chickens and dogs barking, there was no sound, and the village was very quiet. Although the village is relatively dilapidated, you can still see traces of people living here, not like an abandoned uninhabited village.

The sun has just set, and it's still early before dark, so why can't you keep your door closed? The crowd couldn't understand and looked at each other.

This village is close to the Tianzhu Mountain, are there bandits passing by here, scaring the villagers not to go out? Thinking of this possibility, Yang Congyi immediately held a gun in his hand and put everyone on guard.

Although the crowd didn't know what was happening, they also knew that the situation in front of them was very abnormal. They have been to a lot of remote villages, but they have never seen a village like today that closes before dark, and they can't hear any sound, which makes them feel very nervous and depressed, as if bad people will rush out at any time.

The crowd walked through more houses on guard, but the doors were all closed, and no movement could be heard in the house.

Yang Congyi asked everyone to stop, it is not a way to go on like this, they must find someone to come out and ask what is going on in the village, they need a safe environment to spend the night, and they also need to find a guide, everyone is very tired, it will be dark in half an hour, they don't have so much time to waste.

"Zhang Zhutou, you take your brother to find a living person to come out." Yang Congyi knew that among this group of fast catchers, Zhang Biao had been catching fast for the longest time, and he should be more measured.

Zhang Biao responded and walked towards a farmer with his two brothers.

Yang Congyi beckoned everyone to rest on the spot.

As soon as they sit on the ground, they want to lie down, and as soon as they lie down, their bodies and spirits will involuntarily relax, their eyes will be closed, and the tension and depression just now will be instantly dissolved.

Yang Congyi also sat on the ground to rest his feet, since the practice, although the physical condition is getting better and better, but the non-stop speed of the afternoon, the feet are still a little unbearable.

Others can lie down and rest, but he can't. The atmosphere of this village in front of him is secretive, and it is close to Tianzhu Mountain, Chen Zhixian handed over the personal safety of this group of fast catchers to him, and if he didn't understand the situation in the village, his heart was hanging all the time, and he didn't dare to let go. He didn't know if there was any danger in the village, and the others couldn't get up, so he had to be on guard.

The catchers lay motionless on the ground, and Zhang Biao led people to go for a while, but they did not come back and did not hear any sound.

Yang Congyi's heart began to be restless, and a few deep breaths could not calm his restless heart.

As he struggled to regain his composure, a piercing scream was heard in the distance, shattering the deathly silence of the village.

Yang Congyi jumped up suddenly, turned around and looked in the direction where the cry came from.

The catchers who fell asleep were also awakened by the sudden screams, and stood up in a panic, and when they got up, they didn't realize where they were, and looked around blankly. After seeing Yang Congyi, they came back to their senses and remembered the unusual scream, but they didn't know where it came from.

Yang Congyi saw that everyone had gotten up, and shouted urgently, "Keep up." Before he could finish speaking, he ran wildly in the direction from which the cry came.

After that scream, no other sound could be heard. Yang Congyi lost his target direction after running for a certain distance, and the surrounding trees and houses obscured him, so he couldn't see anything, let alone know what was happening.

Yang Congyi was afraid that something would happen to the catcher who came out, so he hurriedly shouted, "Zhang Biao! He shouted and no one answered, then raised his voice and shouted again.

Only then did I hear Zhang Biao reply, "Brother Yang, something happened here." ”

Yang Congyi's heart sank, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly followed Zhang Biao's voice and went around to a farmer's yard.

I saw a peasant woman with dull eyes, holding a child in her arms, her eyes closed and motionless. Zhang Biao and the two catchers stood aside, looking at Yang Congyi, who heard the news, at a loss.

Yang Congyi rushed to the three of them and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhang Biao opened his mouth, didn't say anything, and twisted his head to the side.

Yang Congyi didn't care about them anymore, leaned over to probe the child's snort, and when he probed, his heart sank, and the child had no breath at all.

The peasant woman's eyes were glazed, tears flowed from her hollow eyes like springs, and her face was like a crying and laughing, completely ignoring the few people standing in front of her.

The child had no external injuries and should have died of fright. From hearing the screams to the time he arrived, but in an instant, he felt like he could still save it. He hurriedly reached out to hold the child, but he knew that the child was held by the peasant woman and could not be pulled out at all.

Yang Congyi said hurriedly, "Don't help yet." ”

Zhang Biao and the other three reacted, and hurriedly stepped forward to help break the peasant woman's hand.

Yang Congyi hurriedly took out the child and put it flat on the ground, tore the clothes on the child's chest, pressed his hands lightly on his chest, and after pressing a few times, the child did not respond, he broke the child's mouth again, leaned over to give him a breath, and continued to press his chest.

After repeating it four or five times, I heard only a light cough from the child and began to breathe.

Yang Congyi saw the child slowly open his eyes, his heart was overjoyed, and he hurriedly wrapped the child's clothes. At this time, he realized that he was in a hurry, and he was already sweating.

Zhang Biao shouted excitedly, "It's alive, the child is alive." He crouched down and picked the child up, ignoring the fear in his eyes.

Yang Congyi hurriedly snatched the child over and sent it to the peasant woman, "Auntie, the child is fine, it's okay." ”

The child threw himself into the peasant woman's arms and cried out to his mother.

When the peasant woman heard the child's cry, her dull eyes suddenly brightened, and she looked down to see that the child in her arms was looking at her with tears in her eyes, she suddenly cried, and cried out in her mouth, "Son, son, ......" The mother and son hugged their heads and cried.

Other catchers came one after another, and when they saw that Yang Congyi had saved the child, they stepped forward to express their appreciation.

Yang Congyi pulled Zhang Biao aside and asked in a low voice, "What happened just now?" ”

Zhang Biao then said hesitantly, "I took the two of them and knocked on several doors, no one opened the door, no one replied, and the door was knocked open in a hurry, the child ran out and saw us pounce and bite, I pushed it gently, he fell to the ground and did not move, the eldest mother came out to pick up the child, and when she saw that he was not moving, she thought that the child was killed by us." I didn't really make any effort, so I touched it lightly. ”

After listening to Zhang Biao's words, Yang Congyi's face became very ugly and he didn't speak. Now is not the time to blame oneself, I don't know how many things will happen in the future, and the most important thing is to unite people's hearts.

He said to Zhang Biao and the others, "The child is fine." You are also tired, so rest first. ”

The child's resurrection made Yang Congyi's heart feel a little calm, but the peasant woman held the child and cried bitterly, which made him restless in his heart. He walked up to the peasant woman and said, "Auntie, the child is fine. Can you tell me what's going on in this village? ”

When the peasant woman heard the question, she slowly raised her head, and when she saw Yang Congyi and the others, her eyes instantly became vicious, and she cried loudly, "Get out, get out." You robbed the food, forced the child to death, what are you doing, there is no food for you to rob! Get out! "I cried even more after screaming.

As soon as Yang Congyi heard the peasant woman's words, he knew that something was wrong, it must be that the government collected too much tax and forced people to ruin their families, no wonder the villagers closed their doors, and they must be regarded as people who collect taxes and force taxes. So he hurriedly explained, "Auntie, we are from Taihu County, and we are here to assist in the pursuit of fugitives, not to collect taxes and grain. Do not be ye afraid. ”

"Get out, there is no food at home, even if you kill me, you can't find a grain of food." The people in the government were all dressed the same, and how could the peasant women tell where they were from and think that they were the ones who came to steal the grain.

Yang Congyi explained again, "We are not here to collect grain, but we are just passing through Fenghuang Village and going into the mountains to hunt down fugitives. You don't want to see us, let's go. ”

Unmoved, the peasant woman stared at them viciously, holding the child and crying, "Get out! ”

Yang Congyi was helpless, so he could only beckon everyone to leave. The government has done too much evil, and the villagers are not willing to help them at all, so it seems that they can only go into the mountains by themselves.

"Mother, I'm hungry." The crying child suddenly spoke.

When the peasant woman heard the child's words, her eyes dimmed instantly, and she bowed her head and hugged the child and cried, but said no more.

Yang Congyi unwrapped the package and put all the steamed bread baked cakes he bought in the morning in front of the mother and son.