"Auntie, auntie. Zhou Zhizhi hurriedly pounced.

Chun Niang's wound was extremely terrifying, and a narrow knife cut ran from her left shoulder to her right waist, almost splitting the person in half diagonally.

The boy tried to cover his wounds, but he didn't know where to do it, and the blood kept pouring out, soaking the ground beneath him.

When everyone on the side saw that the young man recognized the injured man, there was a loud discussion.

"It's pathetic. ”

"It's better to find a doctor, it's important to save people. ”

"There's still a life to be saved, so let's take care of the aftermath quickly. ”

"Not dead yet, look, she's going to speak. ”

Chunniang probably heard Zhou Chuchu's call, her eyes suddenly focused on the young man, and her lips trembled.

"Auntie, who hurt you? What about the knife and Yueyue?"

Zhou Zhizhi asked eagerly, and he put his ear to Chun Niang's mouth.

The people around fell silent, and the young man heard a slight voice from Chun Niang:

"They robbed the moon, they robbed the moon......"

The young man's eyes were red, with tears in his eyes, and he said, "Auntie, who snatched Yueyue, the knife?"

But Chun Niang was already dying, and she just kept repeating the whisper: "They snatched Yueyue, they snatched Yueyue......"

At the beginning of Zhou, tears fell, Chun Niang was bitter, she was a strong woman, but at the moment she was so weak that she couldn't even hear the words.

The young man whispered in Chunniang's ear and said, "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely find Yueyue." ”

Chun Niang's eyes suddenly regained their brightness, and she looked at Zhou Chuchu fixedly, as if she was waiting for something.

Zhou Chuchu's face was resolute, he nodded fiercely, and said loudly: "I swear that I will find Yueyue back." ”

Chunniang slowly closed her eyes, tears crossed her pale face. She let out her last breath and died.

With Chun Niang's death, the surrounding crowd began to talk again, Zhou Zhichu wiped away his tears, he couldn't figure it out, it was fine in the morning, why did people go like this all of a sudden, and how Yueyue was robbed, where did Zhang Xiaodao go?

Zhou Zhizhi ignored the blood, slowly picked up Chunniang, gently put it on the ox cart, and then covered Chunniang with the fur on the cart.

Just when everyone thought that the boy would drag the dead away, they saw him walking towards the inn.

The innkeeper also stood at the door, and when he saw Zhou Chuchu's blood, he hurriedly stopped, "Little brother, you can't enter the store with this body." ”

At the beginning of Zhou, his eyes were sharp, and Xiao Er was a little hairy.

"You're a junior?"

"Not bad. ”

"How did my aunt die, how did the little girl next to her get robbed, and where did her twelve or thirteen-year-old son go?"

"This ...... I don't know. ”

Zhou Zhizhi was taller than the other party, he grabbed Xiao Er's clothes, dragged him down the steps of the inn, and said fiercely: "My aunt died in front of your inn, you dare to say that you don't know, you are an accomplice." ”

Xiao Er's face turned pale, and he shook his head in fright: "You are talking nonsense, it was three women in white who killed your aunt, how could we be accomplices." ”

"Why did they snatch Yueyue?"

"I really don't know this, but after they quarreled, one of the young girls in white picked up her sword and cut your aunt, and then snatched the little girl and left. ”

At the beginning of Zhou, the woman who made the sword was a figure in the rivers and lakes, "What about my sister-in-law's son?"

The little girl's brother chased after her. Over there. Xiao Er pointed in the direction of the South City Gate.

Zhou Chuchu's heart trembled, Zhang Xiaodao was in danger, Chun Niang was dead, Yueyue was robbed, and Xiaodao must not have another accident.

Letting go of Xiao Er, the young man suddenly arched his hand and said: "I'm going to chase my younger brother, my aunt can only be put here first, and I ask Xiao Er to take care of it, and I will definitely be rewarded when I come back." ”

"This ......" Xiao Er is not the shopkeeper, and he doesn't dare to call the shots, but when he sees that Zhou Chuchu is young but vicious, he doesn't dare to say no.

"Even if you chase after you, your life will be in vain, so let's do the funeral for your aunt. Someone in the crowd persuaded.

But the young man just pursed his lips and looked at Xiao Er.

"Your aunt can be left here, little brother, go. "A middle-aged man in a robe came out of the shop.

Zhou Zhizhi knew that this should be the shopkeeper, and after thanking him again, he ran towards the south gate with a resolute face.

The shopkeeper watched the young man go away, and sighed: "In this world, human life is cheaper than grass. ”

Xiao Er was relieved to see that Zhou Zhichu was gone, this young man was young but very vicious, and he was still a little panicked in his heart.

"Don't be in a daze, park your car in the backyard and don't let the guests see it. The shopkeeper flicked his sleeves and entered the store.

Xiao Er also sighed, and was about to park the car in the backyard, when the shopkeeper's voice came from the store: "And the donkey cart is parked together, and then go to the coffin to lay a thin coffin, don't forget." ”

"Yes, or the shopkeeper is merciful. ”

When Xiao Er took the car away, the crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed, leaving only the dazzling pool of blood on the ground.

At the beginning of the week, he walked a long way, walked through the city gate, walked past the tea shop, walked through the travelers in a hurry, and walked through the jagged pines and cypresses on the side of the road.

He went from noon to evening, from eagerness and panic to his heart sank.

Anger, panic, worry, confusion, sadness, the beginning of the week is mixed.

He didn't know how far he had come, and he didn't know if the road ahead had any results, but he just didn't want to lose hope.

Finally, he saw a thin figure on the road ahead, and in the dim sunset, the knife stood helplessly in the middle of the road, his hands clenched tightly and motionless.

"Zhang Xiaodao. ”

Zhou Zhichu called Zhang Xiaodao's name.

The knife turned around, his body was covered in blood as Zhou Zhichu, and his face was a mixture of anger and fear, distorted and painful.

"Brother Zhou, my mother was slashed. ”

"I see my aunt. Zhou Zhizhi stood in front of the knife.

She ...... How is she. Knife asked in a trembling voice.

Zhou Zhichu didn't answer, just looked at the knife mumu.

Xiaodao's eyes were red and his lips were closed: "My mother is dead?"

Zhou Chuchu nodded sadly.

Woo - the knife covers his mouth, and tears flow down like a stream.

Xiaodao didn't cry a few times and grabbed Zhou Chuchu's arms again, and said, "They snatched my sister." ”

"I know. ”

"I ...... I can't beat them, I can't get my sister back. The knife knelt on the ground.

Zhou Zhichu knelt on the ground with a low voice: "Tell me what's going on." ”

Zhang Xiaodao wiped away his tears and slowly said the matter:

After breaking up with Zhou Chuchu in the city, Chun Niang found a medical hall in Nanfang Market to sell the herbs, and then found a few shops to sell furs, but the prices were very low, Chun Niang was distressed and did not agree, so she could only sell them in the center, but the fur is a semi-finished product, and most people will not buy it, and only the fur shop, the cloth village will collect, so Chun Niang sold a few pieces in the morning.

At noon, Chun Niang took the brother and sister to find an inn, spent two copper coins to buy two bowls of Yangchun noodles for the brother and sister, and asked the store for a bowl of noodle soup.

Yueyue is small, but she also knows that her mother is sad because of the unsatisfactory sale of mountain goods, so she danced in front of the inn, and it was nothing else, it was Qi Dance, but she didn't expect it to attract the attention of the three white-clothed women in the inn.

Xiao Dao said hatefully: "They suddenly appeared in front of your eyes, looking very kind with a smile, but I didn't expect that even the beasts were inferior to ......"

One of the middle-aged women, looking at Yueyue and asking her what kind of dance she was dancing, Yueyue didn't tell her, Chun Niang looked at the three white-clothed women with a good temperament, and said a little embarrassed, but it was just a countryman dancing.

The middle-aged woman in white said that she wanted to accept Yueyue as an apprentice, but Chun Niang did not agree, and the middle-aged woman sneered and said that she had to agree if she didn't agree.

"The middle-aged slut suddenly drew her sword and slashed over, my mother ...... My mother stopped in front of us, she wanted to protect me and Yueyue...... Woo ...... "The knife couldn't cry silently.

At the beginning of the week, the muscles burst out and slammed his fist on the ground.

"After my mother fell to the ground, they snatched Yueyue, I don't know what to do, I want to save my mother...... I really want to save my mother, woo-" Knife hid his face and wept.

"I know. Zhou Chuchu comforted weakly.

"But my mother doesn't want me to save her, as long as I save Yueyue...... Woohoo......"

Chun Niang asked the knife to save Yueyue, the knife didn't dare not listen, so he could only leave his mother in despair and chase him out, but the knife didn't completely lose his square inch, when he chased to the city gate, he asked the city gate guard for help, but the words of the city gate guard made him completely cold.