The moonlight gradually climbed, the fog gradually rose, and an old man with a medicine box on his back exited the house.

He turned around, and there was a big man with half-gray hair standing more than ten steps away from the courtyard, Lao Langzhong walked very cautiously, walked to his side, tiptoed slightly, and said: "The second young master has injured his heart and lungs, and he has to take care of it, and within three months, don't let him practice again." ”

The big man's voice was hoarse, and although his voice was soft, it was very harsh: "I can't participate in the Weibo Youth Martial Arts Selection Meeting at the end of the year, and I have already greeted others." ”

Lao Langzhong shook his head, sighed and said, "It's hard to say whether there will be sequelae." ”

The big man's throat gurgled, and the flesh on his lips twitched.

Lao Langzhong hurriedly said: "The other party is a master, and his hands are too black and ruthless, and his sternum is injured. ”

Dahan waved his hand to let Lao Langzhong go, looked up to the sky and roared: "Yang Linggang, my grandmother, I didn't ask you to settle the account back then, and now my son is bad in the hands of your family." ”

As he spoke, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside.

He turned his head, and half of the venue was a martial arts training ground, and several teenagers appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

There are more and more teenagers.

Outside the city, Yang Yanyan was blocked, making people feel that the scoundrel was unusually stout and stepped in first.

Immediately afterwards, another master came in, and the scoundrel walked towards the big man, his face was deformed, and he howled loudly: "Dead man, two junior disciples are dead." I don't know where someone passed by and killed the two junior brothers. ”

The big man was taken aback, went up and picked him up, and roared, "Who killed him?" ”

The scoundrel cried, "I don't know. Out-of-town, passing-by......"

The master persuaded with a look: "Master, let him speak slowly, don't be afraid." I'm afraid that in a short time, the head of the yamen, Chen Wu, will bring people over...... Listen to the head hammer to finish the matter. ”

Dahan put the person down and listened to what this disciple said, and then listened to the teenagers who came in behind. After listening for a moment, he suddenly picked up a torch from the person's hand, stretched his face forward, and said in a low voice: "Since he is a high-ranking person passing by, is it not a headless case?" Since they have learned boxing from me and come out for the second child, let's send a hanging of money to each person, remember, the murderer Li Hu. Li Hu of Yangjia Village, Baihe. ”

His voice echoed through the courtyard.

……

Chen Wu, the commander of the martial guards, had already rushed to the outskirts of the city with the military guards.

In the middle of winter, there was such a murder?

Now, man is already lying under his feet.

Chen Wu took a look at the sores of the corpse under his feet, and immediately felt moved, I don't know what kind of sharp weapon was injured, one was cut open, and the other was pierced on the blood veins of the neck, all of them were killed with a knife, flat and flush, Zhang Fei embroidered generally, and the flesh was not cut out of excess.

A martial artist said: "The deceased has been checked, and it is a rogue boy who followed the hero Yang Qianyun to practice martial arts." ”

As he was talking, a master looked like a master with a robe, quickly passed from the city gate, walked towards them, walked to them without much effort, hugged Chen Wu, leaned over, and whispered: "Murderer Li Hu." Someone can testify. ”

Chen Wu wanted to summon the people from Yangjia Village, and then summon a scoundrel, as soon as the master said this, he turned his head sharply and stared at the master.

The master nodded and said again: "What the master said, look at it, the murderer Li Hu." ”

Chen Wu didn't say anything.

Just now, the people of Yang Village rushed to talk to them, and a military guard wanted to inquire again, so he called back and whispered, "There are real witnesses." ”

About half an hour later, there was a row of teenagers standing in front of the warriors.

The moonlight, the snow, the mist, and the chill behind them all made them shiver.

They continued one by one: "The murderer, Li Hu of Yangjia Village, Baihe, saw it with his own eyes and can testify. ”

……

"The murderer, Li Hu of Yangjia Village, Baihe."

The warrior returned with the witnesses.

The world gradually fell silent, as if the voice of "Murderer Li Hu" was still echoing.

An elderly soldier walked back with a bottle of wine.

He brought tools and was going to come back to clean up the blood, so he stood in this lonely place and looked, he saw that there was still a faint cry in the courtyard where the people of Yang Village were staying, probably because he couldn't bear it, and said faintly: "Is there any reason in this world?" The bandits of that year came back, turned into an official body, had a large field house, and became Yang Linggong's distant sect, which was to cover the sky with one hand, and the righteous people of that year were either dead or exiled, and the relatives at home were framed. He smiled, took a sip of wine and said, "It's been more than ten years, who can remember it for so long?" ”

He hummed a sad tune, adding a bit of vicissitudes to this ancient city named after half of the martyr Yang, which is a towering ancient county with broken stone walls.

In the yard, it was Yang Yanyan who was crying. Everyone is persuading: "Just now, your brother has already gone over and told the people in the government, the dead don't do our business, and we are not to blame for the fight?!" Don't cry. You blame Li Hu for this. Good. Good. Blame him. Li Hu is here, you slap him a few times, don't cry. You've met a knight, otherwise we're all in the courtyard, and if you don't know for fear, won't you be ruined? ”

At this time, Li Hu was running on the snow road.

He went home, and then went to Pavilion Chief Wang's house.

The reason why he is in such a hurry, in addition to his style, there is also a hidden secret, soon the people of the Northern Plains will return to the north, and they will move out, he wants to be ahead of the curve, go back to Dongxia, and take advantage of the tide of relocation in the Northern Plains, and ask to mix in his own Niu Lu.

The quarry is a place full of labor.

Behind Yang Village is a large mountainous area, where soldiers can be hidden in the stone field, and people can be hidden in the mountainous area, and when the White River enters the mountainous area, there will be valleys, and you can farm.

It was a thought that popped up once in a while, a thought that he wanted to take care of, and the North Plains was a thorn in his heart, and he could wake up suddenly every night.

He knew that he was in a hurry, but he was afraid that if people retreated, he wanted to recapture the Northern Plains, where to find strength.

Where to look?

He wanted to hold the end of the Great Retreat.

Originally, Abba let him survive, but he felt that now that survival had been solved, and when the quarry opened again, he could already work hard to recapture the Northern Plains.

Snow spots fly under the horse's hooves.

One by one, he rode back to the county seat.

Arrived at the edge of the county seat.

The old pawn was still shoveling the snow on the snow, and he saw him riding to the courtyard not far away, although he suspected that he was Li Hu, but he drank wine to warm up, and continued to dig up the blood stains on the road.

Li Hu walked into the courtyard and suddenly found that it was different, the atmosphere, especially the people, was all there, and he didn't drive the donkey cart back to the village.

was beaten in the chest by Yang Yanyan, and when he understood what was going on, he turned his head sharply and walked out.

Yang Yanyan was frightened, fell behind and pulled his shirt, and cried: "Li Hu." What are you going to do? What are you going to do? I'm fine. Don't be tough. ”

Li Hu's heart was filled with emotion.

He shivered slightly, and the green tendons in his neck kept beating, which he would only have on the first snowy night when he first went to the battlefield, the full moon.

Maybe in the eyes of others, Yang Yanyan is just a peasant girl in Yangjia Village, Jingkang, but he can always feel the kindness of their family, their family's friendship for him, that simple, that pitiful, that sad life...... Although it is not a country, it is not a family, but there is no separation, it is better than a family, when I go out, there is a word to go back to Yang Village, called home, especially Yang Yanyan, cute, powerful, not a few years older than bees, the same innocence, but someone can be so ugly, because of the entanglement with herself, almost ruined her.

He touched Yang Yanyan's hand from behind, untied her, turned around, saw her red and swollen face, and finally couldn't help it, reached out and stroked her face, although he didn't know if he could soothe her wounds, but he could wipe away his tears. He lied to Yang Yanyan and said, "There's someone over there, I'll ask him." Ask him. ”