A burst of gunfire was like raindrops, and Cai Feihu fell in a pool of blood. With all his last strength, he shouted: "Brothers, avenge me!" ”

The bandits carried Cai Feihu and ran away, and Master Wang commanded the foreign spear team, and they rushed and beat fiercely, so that Cai Feihu's men were dead and wounded, like birds and beasts.

Mei Renhou was put down, and as soon as he opened his eyes and saw his brother-in-law coming, he closed his eyes extremely weakly and passed out.

Mrs. May commanded her family to clean up the mess, which was really a mess, causing Mrs. May to cry sadly.

The detained guests also dispersed, and they were all glad that they could save their lives, but all the valuable things on their bodies were taken away. Mrs. May also apologized one by one.

The Mei family suffered the most, and everyone comforted each other and exchanged a few words.

The third aunt couldn't help but feel full of sadness, and shed sad tears beside her, forgetting all the things that usually fight for the wind and be jealous.

Mrs. Mei took out the solemn expression of being a family member, accumulated full of love, picked up the face of the third aunt, wiped away her tears, and said to her: "Sister, I am your sister, your relative, in the future, you will be with me to ensure that you live freely, and no one will dare to bully you."

"Now is the time for the bandits to go down the mountain to eat big households, to raise grain and grass for the winter and the next spring," Mr. Wang analyzed, "This is the front to drive away the wolf, maybe there will be a tiger in the back, they will not give up."

The family had already lit a fire, boiled water, boiled mutton soup, baked cakes, and made the house warm.

Only then did everyone realize that they were hungry, so they grabbed the mutton and roasted potatoes and stuffed them into their mouths.

Mei Renhou drank a few sips of mutton soup, and then relieved himself, and said to the wives, "You all go to your uncle's house for a while, and you can have me at home."

"Master, how can we do it, we have to serve you, you are injured like this," said the wives, crying and shouting.

"Listen to me, I have to guard the ancestral industry, there is a foreign gun team, they don't dare to do anything!" Mei Renhou insisted.

"That's fine, you guys stay away for a while, I see that Cai Feihu can't recover for a while," said Master Wang.

Mrs. Mei was the leader, and there was a burst of crying and crying, and before leaving, she left a newly bought girl for Master Mei to serve by her side.

When a group of people finally left the house with large bags and small bags, and everything was quiet, Mei Renhou closed his eyes and fell asleep deeply.

On the wasteland outside the village, there were more than a dozen corpses lying horizontally and vertically, all of which were Cai Feihu's subordinates, and they soon became the delicacies of wild dogs and mountain eagles, and they became blurred and miserable.

Ma Wei and a few capable bandits escaped the pursuit of the officers and soldiers with Cai Feihu on their backs, and he went to the creek pit to drink a few sips of cold water, pulled out some wild vegetables and chewed them down, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, several more gunshots rang out in the distance. They did not dare to stay long, so they moved slowly forward along the ditch and against the cliff.

After walking for a while, my body was weak, and a big rock blocked the way, so I jumped over it as soon as I jumped in normal times. Not now, my arms and legs are sore, and I don't have any strength at all.

One of the bandits was surprised to find that in the gap of this huge rock was a very luxuriant wild fruit tree, which was full of fruit, enough to satisfy hunger. The horse's tail climbed towards the tree with difficulty, and when he finally reached it, he grabbed a stone and threw it, and several fruits fell from the tree. He grabbed one and gulped it down.

The fruit is sour, slightly sweet, and beautiful. He ate a few in a row, and his stomach felt much more comfortable. He threw a few more stones in a row, and the fruit fell to the ground, he picked up some and brought them with him, and then beckoned a few brothers to carry Cai Feihu on his back and flee towards the nest.

The winter night in Qinglong Mountain is cold and dark.

The surrounding valleys cut the sky to pieces, like some irregular shroud. The heavens have become like this, and the moon and stars, which depend on the heavens, have become even more incomplete.

Only the whistling mountain wind, all year round, day and night, all the time, always calling.

The mountain wind, whistling, sent the wails of wild foxes.