The braid was cut off by Qi Gen, and there was still a little blood stain on the root of the braid.

Zhou Shixiang's scalp was cold, and he felt a faint pain, knowing that the back of his head must have been peeled.

The man in the military uniform was stunned when he saw Zhou Shixiang, and couldn't help sneering: "What, you still don't admit it?" ”

The man dressed as a hunter saw that Zhou Shixiang's face was unconvinced, grinned, and said to the man in military uniform: "Big brother, what are you talking about with him, the brothers will do some tricks, and if you don't believe him, you won't recruit him." ”

As soon as he heard this, the man in Zhou Shixiang's left hand also echoed: "Yes, give me some means, this kid has fine skin and tender meat, he must be like a girl, it won't take three times, and the crying father will be recruited." "When that's done, it's time to do it.

Seeing that these people didn't believe in themselves, they didn't even let themselves say a word of explanation, and they wanted to torture themselves with flesh and skin to "torture to extract confessions", Zhou Shixiang was also anxious, and shouted at the big brother with a stalk on his neck: "Just by braids, how can you think that I am a Tartar spy!" If I don't cut my hair and keep my braids, will the tartars let me go? Can you still arrest me here? I'm dying! Besides, if I am really a spy of the Tartars, how can I keep this braid, isn't it too long-lived! ”

When the men heard this, they were all slightly stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make some sense. The Qing army used a knife to force the people of the Ming Dynasty to remove their hair, if this kid didn't remove his hair, how could he live. Besides, the spies of the Qing army are dressed up like the people of the Ming Dynasty, and I don't see anyone who dares to wear braids and swagger around like this kid.

It seems that this kid is not a spy? But if it weren't for the spy, how could there be that horse, and with a knife, how could he run into the mountains?

The men were a little hesitant, but the man at the head of the man pondered for a moment, but he did not believe Zhou Shixiang, but asked him: "If you are not a Tartar spy, how did you come to this mountain?" There isn't even a ghost here except for our brothers, what are you trying to do when you didn't come in to find out what we were doing? ”

"I'm lost and don't know how to get out." Zhou Shixiang told the truth.

"Lost?" The man in charge twitched his cheeks, showed a look of disbelief, "snorted", and instructed his subordinates: "This kid has a hard mouth, search him to see if there are any tartar objects." ”

Hearing this, the man dressed as a hunter stepped forward to search Zhou Shixiang's body, Zhou Shixiang knew that he had no right to refuse, so he didn't move, and let him rummage up and down, but except for a long-life lock engraved with the word "An'er", Zhou Shixiang had nothing on his body.

This longevity lock was built by Zhao's parents for his grandson when An'er was 100 days old, and it used some gold, which was worth a lot of money.

But in the eyes of these men, this lock was nothing, and the man dressed as a hunter didn't care, and casually threw the lock to the man dressed as a commoner with a beard on his face, and the latter carried it into his arms without looking at it.

Seeing this, Zhou Shixiang became excited, and he didn't know where he got the strength to struggle desperately, and while struggling, he shouted: "Give me back the lock, return the lock to me!" ”

According to Zhou Shixiang, the two men with meaty faces didn't prevent him from struggling suddenly, and almost told him to break free, his beard was furious, and he scolded: "Be honest, if you dare to move again, Lao Tzu will kill you with a knife!" ”

This lock is the only thing for his son in the world, and it is also the only emotional sustenance of Zhou Shi relative to his deceased son, how can it be taken away! But because the strength of the two men who pressed him was too great, he couldn't break free several times.

"Heroes, the horse, the knife, you can all take it, but you have to pay me back this longevity lock! Otherwise, I will not let you go even if I die as a ghost! ”

Zhou Shixiang was so anxious that he was about to cry, he completely carried the memory of the owner of the body, and he had a natural love for his dead beloved son, an unforgettable love.

The man at the head saw that Zhou Shixiang was emotional, his eyes widened, and there were tears rolling in his eyes, and he couldn't help but wonder why this kid cared so much about this lock, signaled to his beard not to act rashly, and half-squatted down and asked Zhou Shixiang: "Why does this lock have to be returned to you?" ”

"Why?"

Zhou Shixiang's voice was choked, thinking of the scenes before An'er's death, tears in his eyes couldn't stop falling, and he cried: "This lock is my beloved son's thing, how can I let it leave me." ”

After hearing this, the leader of the man said disapprovingly: "What a big thing I say, but a long-life lock, you can give your son another one, and you will do it to die or live, it really annoys us, and you will be called to see the king of Hades with a knife, then you can't even see your son." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Shixiang calmed down suddenly, looked at the ground in a daze and was silent for a long time, the man was a little impatient, and was about to scold, but Zhou Shixiang's voice couldn't be lowered: "My son is no longer alive."

"Dead? Sick to death? ”

The man was slightly stunned, but he was not much surprised, it is very common for children to die in these years, and it is rare for people to have no children. If you see a lot, you don't have much emotion, it's all fate.

The face of the young man who didn't want to be this talented person in front of him suddenly became hideous, gritted his teeth and said: "My son didn't die of illness, my son asked the Qing army to kill him!" Not only my son, but my parents and wives were also killed by the Qing army, and I was the only one left in the family of five! ”

Four of a family of five died?

After hearing this, the men looked at Zhou Shixiang's eyes and immediately sympathized, even if they took An'er's longevity lock, they were a little embarrassed to come.

The man in charge stared at Zhou Shixiang for a long time, and after confirming that the other party's expression was not fake, he sighed, got up and said, "So, you are really not a spy of the Tartars?" ”

"I am by no means a Tartar spy!" Zhou Shixiang said it categorically and undoubtedly.

The man in charge was still puzzled, he pointed to the waist knife on the ground and said to Zhou Shixiang: "If you are not a Tartar spy, what is the matter with this knife and the horse outside?" Looking at your appearance, I'm afraid you're really a showman, how can a showman have these things? ”

"I killed a Qing army general and snatched the horse, and the knife was also taken from him."

When Zhou Shixiang answered, his face was not remarkable, and his tone was very calm, as if this thing sounded normal. But he felt normal, but the men in the shed were abnormal, and after the surprise, someone immediately questioned: "How can you kill the Tartar general, and how can you take his horse, you are also false in your big words, which one can be trusted?" ”

"Lao Tzu just touched your hand, no cocoons and no bubbles, at first glance, he didn't hold a knife, and then look at your body, hehe, you actually said that you killed a Tartar general? This cowhide is blowing, you simply say that you killed the Tartar prince. ”

"Haha"

There was a laugh in the shed, and the man who was the leader was also very unbelieving, he believed in the revenge of the righteous man, but it was hard to believe that Xiucai killed people, and he still killed a Tartar general, how much ability can he do.

Zhou Shixiang didn't believe it when he saw them, and he didn't know what to say, after all, this thing did sound mysterious, he couldn't say that he was not the talented Zhou Shixiang, but a person who was a soldier in later generations. Seeing that these men looked at themselves again, they suddenly heard someone at the door ask, "What's your name?" ”

"Zhou Shixiang."

Zhou Shixiang blurted out his name and saw a middle-aged man in a Confucian shirt walking over from the door.

The men seemed to have a lot of respect for the middle-aged man, and let him stand side by side with the man in military uniform, who was called the big brother.

"Zhou Shixiang?"

The middle-aged man looked Zhou Shixiang up and down a few times, as if he was recalling something, and after a moment, he nodded, turned his face with a smile and said to these men: "This person is indeed not a spy of the Tartars, what he said is also true, the horses outside and the knives on the ground are indeed the Tartar generals he robbed." ”

Listening to the middle-aged man's words, the men were stunned for a moment.

The man at the head looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief and hesitated: "Mr. Song? ”

The middle-aged man who was called Mr. Song smiled slightly, turned his gaze to Zhou Shixiang's face, and said: "When I went to the county seat to get medicine yesterday, I saw the list of this person wanted at the city gate, and there was a portrait of him on the list, so I can't be wrong. After speaking, he said to everyone with a very admiring tone: "Do you know which general this Zhou Xiucai killed Tartar?" ”

"Who?"

Everyone's appetite was hung up at once, and they believed what Mr. Song said, but which Tartar general did Xiucai kill this week?

After Mr. Song whetted everyone's appetite, he said in a long voice in the expectant eyes of everyone: "It is the general under the Shang Kexi thief, You Yunlong!" ”

"By Yunlong?!"

"It's him!"

"Whew!"

Hearing this name, everyone, including the man in the military uniform, changed their faces in unison, and then exhaled in unison, all of them were full of surprise, and the eyes that looked at Zhou Shixiang instantly became admiring, as if he was no longer a showman, but Changshan Zhao Zilong.