"No grievances?" A mocking man's voice sounded, and Ding Zhihuang followed the prestige and saw Lin Yizhe impressively.

At this time, Lin Yizhe, dressed in a blue court dress, wearing an official hat, holding a wat board in his hand, and hanging a neck bead around his neck, was completely dressed when he was buried, his face was pale, his eyes were deep-set, and his eyes were bloodshot, looking like a resurrected zombie, which was extremely terrifying.

And seeing Lin Yizhe appear, Ding Zhihuang immediately understood who the bloodied woman of the Fan clan was, and also understood why she asked for her life.

"Ding Zhihuang! You forced my lover to death back then, but did you ever think that there would be today? Lin Yizhe looked at Ding Zhihuang, who was covered in chaff, and said coldly.

"You...... Yiyi becomes Xia, but he is a sinner! I...... What's wrong! Although Ding Zhihuang was extremely frightened in his heart, when it came to the "Yixia Great Defense", he was constantly tough.

"Stupid and old! In the name of Taoism, ruining people's marriages, until my lover was victimized by thieves, and now he is especially unrepentant, leaving you in the world, and I don't know how many innocent people will be killed! Lin Yizhe stepped forward angrily, flew up, and kicked Ding Zhihuang on the heel, "White-haired horseman, Haoshou old thief!" The people of the world hate to eat your flesh and sleep your skin! I will do the evil to the world today! ”

Lin Yiqing said, slapping Ding Zhihuang with the wat board in his hand, Ding Zhihuang was beaten so much that his eyes were full of stars, blood spurted from his mouth, he let out a wail suddenly, and the dream in front of him suddenly dissipated.

Ding Zhihuang woke up from the dream, looked around in horror, and found that he was still in the room, and he was relieved when he just had a nightmare.

Ding Zhihuang was about to get up, but found that his body seemed to freeze. I can't use my strength at all. The head is also extraordinarily heavy. He looked down and saw a stain of blood on his chest.

He couldn't believe his eyes, and gently dipped his chest with a trembling hand, and his fingers immediately stuck to the sticky blood.

He looked at his hand blankly, subconsciously touched his mouth and nose with his hand, and immediately saw the blood stains on his palm.

Ding Zhihuang recalled the dream just now, and his heart was extremely terrified for a while.

"Ghosts! Ghost! - He let out a hoarse howl.

Hearing the continuous howl coming from Ding Zhihuang's room, the servants were frightened. They ran towards the room, but before they could arrive, the howling in the room suddenly stopped.

The servants were all terrified, and they stopped at the door, and looked at each other for a long time, before a bold servant stepped forward, pushed the door open, and entered the room.

As soon as he entered the house, he froze, and several servants followed him into the house, and saw what was inside. They all stood on the spot, silent.

chair. Ding Zhihuang sat there with his back facing the sky, his mouth, nose and chest were covered with blood, and his eyes were wide open, looking at the ceiling, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

The housekeeper rushed over when he heard the news, and when he entered the house, he was stunned, he came back to his senses after a long time, and tremblingly stepped forward to probe Ding Zhihuang's mouth and nose with his hand, and found that Ding Zhihuang had long been out of breath, and couldn't help but shrink his hand in fright.

"Sir! ――”

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Shandong, Dengzhou, suburbs and forests.

Ye Duren looked at Ye Chongzhi, the old father who served as a guide for the young officer, with some concern, turned his head and continued to stare at the mountain in front of him, frequently repeating the action of stepping forward, since five years ago, this action has become something he must do every day, more inevitable than eating and sleeping, Ye Duren can go without eating or sleeping for three days, but it is impossible not to walk.

It's been almost two hours since yesterday, and my father obviously hasn't meant to stop yet, Ye Duren thought, what happened two years ago was not worth remembering for him, it was actually an unlucky thing, and he was implicated in something that had nothing to do with him and his father.

Ye Duren continued to quickly repeat the action of stepping forward, while continuing to recall the last time he was in such a desperate hurry.

That time, he and the caravan went into the mountains to sell goods, and they encountered the plundering of the silk, their target was obviously the goods that the caravan had just purchased in the field, those delicate iron tools, sharp weapons and those beautiful floral cloths with dense patterns, Ye Duren always felt that it was a very ridiculous thing to be able to weave such a beautiful thing by human hands, but obviously, whether this thing was ridiculous or not, those flower cloths were as valuable as the tools and weapons made of fine iron, in the eyes of the silks.

At that time, Ye Duren didn't know when those locks came, but his father knew, his father not only knew, but also prepared in advance for the arrival of the locks, and the father and son even ran out of the tent directly when the aftermath of the first whistle of the locks had not dispersed, taking all the belongings that had already been packed up, of course, and the only bit of belongings, and then they hurried day and night.

Of course, Ye Duren also saw the looting of their camp by the locks in a daze, and the locks noticed the departure of the two people, one big and one young, but the remaining things in the camp were enough for them to squander for more than half a year, and no one wanted to take care of the person who only brought one package before they packed more things into their bags.

However, Ye Duren and his son did not slow down for this, they walked out of the mountains in two days, which would have taken seven days to get out, and when they looked at the villages and towns, they began to slow down, and the occasional caravan and pedestrians passing by let the father and son know that they were no longer in danger.

That time I was running for my life! Ye Duren thought, what are you doing now?

As my father walked, he kept talking to the young officer-looking son. This man was different from all the officers he had seen before, he was very young, short and stout, fat and broad-faced, but he always had a kind smile on his face, and spoke very kindly, unlike the officials he had seen before, large and small, who always blew his beard and glared when talking to them.

When Ye Duren saw him for the first time, he had an inexplicable good impression of him.

But the guards around him with foreign guns on their backs made him fearful.

Because none of the officials he has seen before are as big as his pomp.

A few days ago, he also heard someone else talk about it secretly. This person's surname is Yuan. The name is Weiting. He was a relative of Wu Changqing, the marshal of the Qing army stationed in Dengzhou.

Ye Duren has always been wary of the officials, and he still remembers that the foreigners who returned to the city safely after being rescued by him, his father and the village chief Yang Youwang and other well-wishers, and later asked someone to bring them two hundred silver dollars to thank them for saving their lives, but most of the money was taken by those officials and finally sent to Xie Yin. Not even twenty dollars!

But this young boy is different from those officials who only know how to be greedy for money. When he asked himself and his father to be his guides, he personally delivered the reward to them.

That's a whole two taels of silver!

Two taels of silver, for him, is enough for a year's expenses.

Thinking of this, his steps became faster again. I don't feel tired anymore.

A forest had just been put behind him, and now a dense shrub and a few small trees were quickly swept back on both sides, and another forest could already be seen in front of him.

Ye Duren looked at his father again, his father had the same expression as a few hours ago, and he didn't think he would rest. However, the road I walked today is very different from usual, and most of them usually take the official road. Occasionally deviate from it to come back from hunting some game, or get a few furs, animal tendons or something, these can be exchanged for food, salt and clothes, of course, most of Ye Duren's clothes still rely on his father's medicine basket and the herbs inside, as well as stories about those precious herbs. It's a pity that Ye Duren can't hear his father's story, because when his father started to tell the story, Ye Duren had to hurry up and sleep, Ye Duren had never seen his father sleep, when Ye Duren woke up, or when his father woke Ye Duren up, it was time to go on the road, in fact, rushing was already a part of Ye Duren's life, almost as natural as breathing, but Ye Duren didn't understand why he was in such a hurry, why couldn't he stay somewhere for a few more days like everyone else, even if it was a few hours, but every time, As soon as you wake up, you're on your way.

The forest was getting deeper and deeper, and Ye Duren knew that he was going to hurry in a different way, and sure enough, his father lightly touched Ye Duren, and Ye Duren had already jumped up, climbed a tree, and looked forward.

Dense forest, Ye Duren thought, the dense forest is a good place, the last time I entered such a dense forest, I harvested a deer skin and a snake gall, for which Ye Duren ate a freshly cooked white flour steamed bun and changed a pair of shoes.

White-flour steamed buns, in fact, white-flour steamed buns are not much surprised, the problem is that the steamed buns that are newly out of the pot are all cold and hard dry food when you are in a hurry, and the kind of soft steaming steamed buns are basically not eaten, but this is not too much of a surprise for Ye Duren, after all, you can also eat roasted or boiled meat on the road.

The big surprise is the pair of shoes, for Ye Duren, the things on his feet are mostly straw shoes, and sometimes even a wooden board is tied to his feet, because he has to rush every day, the shoes can be said to have a bad one, two bad pairs, and that time the shoes are soft-soled pigskin shoes, if it weren't for his father adding another layer of pine soles under the shoes, for Ye Duren, it would be a perfect pair of shoes.

Ye Duren's memories of the shoes were not finished when he heard the sound of a dead branch breaking, looking for this sound, the outline of a wild boar faintly appeared in Ye Duren's afterglow, about seven zhang away from the side, Ye Duren seemed to see a new pair of shoes, and hurriedly twisted his face to his father, Ye Duren knew that what he found, his father would find it earlier, but his father still had the same expression as before, there was no fluctuation, and his eyes were still staring straight ahead.

Ye Duren was very dissatisfied, but he knew that his father didn't plan to do something, so don't think about it anymore, in fact, Ye Duren knew that his father was also very happy after harvesting a deer skin and a snake gall last time, although his father didn't add anything, but Ye Duren could see his father's joy when his father nailed pine planks to his shoes, which was something he couldn't usually see, Ye Duren tried his best to recall his father's expression at that time, but he couldn't remember, Ye Duren was too sleepy at that time, All he remembered was the joy of waking up again at the new shoes and the sadness when the shoes could no longer hold on to his feet.

Forget it, today is a very moment, spare it! Ye Duren thought about it, and didn't touch the earth fire gun on his back.

For those who have lived here for a long time, the firearm is the most powerful weapon.

The people who used to live here, both farmers and hunters. Hunting is an important source of subsistence goods. Add to that the struggle between the villages and the rampant running of the ringing horses. As a result, people here generally regard weapons as a second life. At the earliest. The hunting tools or weapons used by everyone are almost the same, basically knives, spears, bows and arrows. According to the older generation, the fire gun first entered Shandong at that time when Quan Longye entered. Of course, these firecrackers were brought in secretly, and many of them were sold to them by the local garrison. After the war with the foreigners in the last years of Shaoguang, in order to prevent the foreigners from seizing Shandong, the imperial court relaxed the control on the possession of weapons by the people in various places, and secretly provided a large number of firearms equipped by the army to the residents of Shandong.

After the people had more firearms in their hands, the weapons and equipment of the silk guards were naturally improved. They themselves, of course, do not make guns and gunpowder. Their firearms were bought at high prices from peasant hunters or exchanged for goods. And then there is the clash with the inhabitants, snatched from the hands of the killed. Moreover, the thieves seemed to be more receptive to the novelty of firearms, not only were they able to use firearms skillfully, but they were generally better hunters than peasants.

Just like the wild boar in front of him, before the fire hammer, the peasants would not easily hunt this ferocious beast unless they set traps. And even with firecrackers, the peasants and hunters did not dare to provoke easily. However, the hunters of the silk locks often take the initiative to hunt wild boars during the New Year's holidays, and their marksmanship is so good that they can often kill the wild boars with one blow.

Ye Duren glanced back at his father again. My father's eyes seemed to light up, or perhaps because the sun's rays seeped into the woods. However, Ye Duren always felt that his father's eyes were lit up, not that they looked bright, but that his father's eyes were glowing.

Ye Duren noticed that several officers and soldiers took off the foreign guns on their shoulders, and he looked at these shining blue barrels, feeling both fear and a trace of envy.

Didn't those big foreigners with high noses and deep eye sockets rely on these foreign guns to go deep into the mountains to do nonsense?

Although they, like the officers and soldiers, returned in front of the fierce and warlike silks, the power of those foreign guns left an unforgettable and terrifying scene for the people living here.

And now, this son's entourage is carrying such a foreign gun!

The boar instinctively sensed the danger, and was about to turn and run away when the guards' guns rang out.

With a piercing gunshot, Ye Duren saw white smoke spewed out from the muzzles of several foreign guns, and the wild boar's body suddenly splattered with blood, and it struggled forward a few times, and then fell into the grass, not moving.

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