Xia Wanchun saw that he had made up his mind to go, and he didn't keep it. took out the flag of "Jiading Suppressing the Righteous Master" from his sleeve, and gave it to Hou Xuanyan with a waist knife and a few flints.

"Brother Xia, the mountains and rivers have met, let's say goodbye!"

"Brother Hou, I hope that in the coming day, I will have the opportunity to see you again in Jiangbei."

...

Bidding farewell to Xia Wanchun, he took a waist knife and a fire fold that he had begged for, and walked east along the river with a man and a dog.

It turns out that this river is the Fuchun River, and there is a picture of the scenery here painted by the "Fuchun Mountain Residence Map".

Hou Xuanyan obviously has no leisure and leisure, and enjoys this scenery that can be painted in the painting. As soon as I walked a few steps, I heard my stomach growling.

I haven't eaten a bowl of porridge in the ancient temple since the night before yesterday, and I haven't eaten yet. Hou Xuanyan touched his stomach, it was really difficult, so he simply sat on the ground and rested temporarily against an ancient tree.

"I knew that I would have a meal before leaving, where would I get food in this wilderness?"

Rhubarb wagged his tail and walked around him, Hou Xuanyan touched the dog's head, and said helplessly: "I don't have a bite to eat, how can I have something to feed you." ”

Rhubarb snorted vigorously, made a snorting sound, and bit Hou Xuanyan's cuffs, as if he wanted to take him somewhere.

"Do you smell the food? There are people cooking in this kind of place, and eighty percent of them are not good people, so we are still..."

Although Hou Xuanyan thought so, his body still followed Rhubarb very honestly. Some people say that men are animals that think in the lower body, but what they say is also true. Both men and women, human beings are animals governed by desires. Filling your stomach now is the greatest desire of this person and a dog. Hou Xuanyan was extremely sure, at this time, there were two tables in front of him, one with a stunning beauty with a jade body, and the other with steamed buns and roast chicken, he would definitely pounce on the steamed buns without hesitation.

Of course, after eating, I will say another thing....

walked nearly a hundred steps, and sure enough, the aroma was so strong that even Hou Xuanyan could smell it. Rhubarb is even more turbulent, Hou Xuanyan carefully pushed aside the bushes, only to see a team of pigtailed soldiers in front, about dozens of people, around a fire, on the fire with wooden sticks pierced a few pheasants and hares, the fragrance is exuded here. A prison van pulled up behind them, and a dozen unclothed women huddled inside it, sobbing quietly.

Next to the prisoner car, dozens of men were tied with iron chains and ropes, and the Qing soldiers used only one chain to tie them to the car. Because the ropes on the hands and feet are connected, they are like grasshoppers, and no one can run away.

Hou Xuanyan took his eyes off the roasted brown pheasants and hares with difficulty, only to see a Qing soldier pick up a stick with a barbecued meat and come to the prisoner cart full of men.

The pigtailed soldier kicked a captive and asked with a sinister smile, "Do you want to eat?" ”

The prisoner's clothes had been completely rotted into strips of cloth, he raised his head and squinted one eye, and laughed: "Your Yin Tang is black, your lips are cracked and your tongue is burnt, and your spirit is scattered." Little Daoist, I'll pinch my fingers and count, you will have a bloody disaster today. Hou Xuanyan was overjoyed in his heart, it turned out to be Hong Yixun. If you look closely, most of these people are familiar faces.

It seems that they were unlucky, rushed to the river too early, and were captured by the Qing soldiers to ask for a reward.

Rhubarb had already discovered his owner and wagged his tail anxiously.

Qing Bing raised a kick, kicked him in the face, and scolded: "Lao Tzu will let you see blood first." ”

When Hou Xuanyan saw this, his heart sank, this Hong Yixun was bent on death, and he had to race against time to save people.

He took out the flag, tied it to Rhubarb, and pointed it on the road. The big yellow dog spun around, seemed to have an understanding, and ran wildly towards the place he pointed.

When Xia Wanchun gave the flag to himself, Rhubarb was by his side, hoping that it could have this spirituality.

After a stick of incense, Hou Xuanyan lay in the grass and heard a sound in the distance. A big yellow dog, leading hundreds of people, hurried over.

"Well done, rhubarb!"

When Xia Wanchun saw the flag in Rhubarb's mouth, he knew that this was Hou Xuanyan in danger and asked him for help.

Without saying a word, he led people to follow Rhubarb and came here.

"What people!"

Qing Bing also heard the voice, raised his blade and walked towards his side.

The captives beside the prisoner car were all excited, and when they thought they were going to die, they saw hope.

Hou Xuanyan was afraid of this group of beasts, so he killed the prisoners in a hurry, stood up and no longer hid. His upper body was torn by rhubarb, and he was simply half naked, tucking the torn clothes into his belt.

"It's your grandfather and me."

When the captives heard this familiar voice, they screamed excitedly, and no one could understand the position of Hou Xuanyan in their hearts.

The Qing soldiers looked around and saw that he was the only one, and their hearts were a little settled.

"Kill him first."

As soon as they had just taken less than three steps forward, there was a sudden shouting of killing all around, and hundreds of ragged soldiers called flower soldiers seemed to descend from the sky, surrounding them.

"Brothers, let's fight!" The Qing soldiers saw that although they looked thin and weak, the ants bit the elephants to death, and there was little hope of survival. Just as he was about to draw his knife desperately, Hou Xuanyan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Listen to me!" ”

Xia Wanchun also waved his hand, everyone stopped, and everyone looked at Hou Xuanyan.

"I see that you are all Han people, and we are all Han people. Everyone is of the same race and family, and if you push it up for hundreds of years, you may still be relatives. Why kill each other. In my opinion, you lay down your arms, stop aiding and abetting, and go back to your hometown to reunite with your loved ones. I promise, let you go. ”

Although the Qing soldiers were moved, they were still skeptical, and one of them asked loudly, "How can I trust you?" ”

Hou Xuanyan put his hands behind his back, raised his head with his chest straight, and released a sense of arrogance as a scholar.

"I, Hou Xuanyan, swear here, if I don't let you go, or hurt any of you, my family will be ruined!"

Such a poisonous oath is quite convincing when it comes out of the mouth of a reader.

Qing soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, and you don't necessarily be able to break through if you try your best. One of them gritted his teeth, threw the knife in his hand on the ground, and said, "I believe you once." ”

With one taking the lead, everyone else threw away their weapons one after another, and since the horizontal and vertical is dead, with a glimmer of opportunity, no one wants to let go. After all, even if they fought with their lives, they would only kill and injure a few flower soldiers, and if they died, what good would it do to kill a few unmasked people before they died.

After calling the flower soldiers and freeing the captives, Hou Xuan gestured to them and picked up his weapons. Hou Xuanyan looked at this scene with a smile, and said while watching: "That's right, they are all children of the Ming Dynasty, they are all descendants of Yan and Huang, give me Yan..."

Xu Yuanbaohong and the others, a trace of discoloration flashed in their eyes, and they could see that the death of the Qing soldier in the county government was blind.

After getting all the weapons, Hou Xuanyan shouted: "Brothers, do it!" ”

Xia Wanchun and his flower soldiers were stunned and looked at the bloody scene in front of them, this group of Qing soldiers was caught off guard, and some of them had been cut into meat sauce.

Hong Yixun held the Pu knife, stepped on the head of a Qing soldier, and asked: "Xiao Dao Ye said, you have a fucking bloody disaster, do you say that the spirit is not spiritual?" ”

This Qing soldier's eyes were cracked, ignoring him, glaring at Hou Xuanyan and gritting his teeth and roaring: "You untrustworthy bastard, aren't you afraid that the whole family will die?" ”

Hou Xuanyan sneered, squatted down, and leaned in front of his face.

"Thanks to you, we have all broken our families."

The knife flashed, and Hong Yixun kicked him in the head.