"It's on fire! It's on fire! The rice shop is on fire! Zhoujia rice shop is on fire! "Bursts of shouts, accompanied by the smell of burnt fire wafting through the air, in the middle of the night, Mincheng, completely chaotic, the howling of children, the screams of women, the coughing of old people, and the invective of coming and going, everyone is fighting the fire, and everyone seems to be not just fighting the fire.

Bags of rice were moved out of it, and when they turned a corner, they didn't know where they went, and there was a lot of water from home, and they didn't know where they were poured and where the fire was extinguished.

Grandma Zeng was so anxious at home that she stomped her feet, and the old man who had quarreled only in the afternoon couldn't think about it like this, but the crowded street blocked the road ahead, and a handful of old bones were not crushed, and they were buried directly.

At this time, there was a sound in Siming's room, and the little lady who had been crying finally had some surprises, followed by a louder wail, "Siming, where are you going?" ”

The caller barely stopped, and ran out, and then the little lady ran out as well. Grandma Zeng was holding a cane and wanted to go out with a limp, but was stopped by someone outside the door, "Old Grandma, what fire are you here to rescue, go back quickly, don't make trouble." ”

Looking at the back of the running away, Grandma Zeng's crutches knocked louder. Just like the rice shop owner is still there... Bang bang bang · The beating heartbeat is average, and this life has only come over, but at the last moment, I didn't hold back and clashed with that person. The appearance of the blooming intestines, the honest rice shop owner will never see the second time in his life, but for some reason, the stone in his heart has been put down, and he can go to see the old woman safely.

"Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou, are you awake?"

Zhou Shen touched the face of the person who came, it was Brother Qiao'er's, the same as when he was a child.

"Uncle, do you want to buy tea? My tea is delicious. "Every time I go, it's like this, but I can't help but buy some more, if my son is fed, he should be so old, not necessarily more handsome than this, but he will always call 'Dad' sweetly."

If he hadn't endured it for a while, he sold the shop and brought him home, would he have called 'Dad', at this time, he was still dreaming of these spring and autumn periods, and he was not ashamed of his age.

Zhou Shen raised his hand, opened his mouth and said to Siming, "You hurry up and get out of here, the people on the mountain will take your life." I'm too old, and this life can only help you once. I don't know if he heard the last words.

"Uncle Zhou? Uncle Zhou? Siming shouted over and over again, but the man didn't respond, the body he was holding was getting colder and heavier, Siming couldn't believe it, just because he had been confused for a day, the person who had saved his life in the past was gone, and there was nothing left for him in this world!

Siming felt that the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and rushed out together. The scimitar and the horses were still in Zeng's house, and after putting down Zhou Shen, Siming rushed out of the fire again, went straight to the courtyard of Zeng's house, entered the house, carried the scimitar, stepped on the horse, and flew away.

Poor Liang Tian couldn't keep up, holding his stomach, out of breath, the pain in his heart covered up the pain in his body, Liang Tian was still running forward, where could he keep up with one person and one horse.

"Sister." The young man who came out of nowhere stopped in front of Liang Tian and called out sweetly, 'Sister', if it wasn't for the darkness, the smile on the corner of his mouth would have been unable to hide it.

Liang Tian grabbed the man's collar as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and said, "Liang Meng, you save him, I beg you." ”

"Sister, such a man, he is not worth it." A fluttering sentence has already condemned the man to death.

Liang Tian didn't listen, shook his head desperately and said, "I don't care, you save him for me, I'll help you go and beg the old lady to let you go back to Liang's house." ”

The young man lowered his head, stepped on the stone slab that was about to shatter under his feet, and said with some displeasure, "I'm not rare. ”

Liang Tian saw that Siming was about to disappear on his horse, and asked in tears, "Then I will give you whatever you want, you go and stop him." ”

The young man glanced back at the man on the horse and said, "I want Sister to hug me." As he spoke, he pulled Liang Tian over, wrapped his hands around him, and didn't care whether Liang Tian was struggling or not, he whispered in his ear, "I will always help you." ”

Before Liang Tian could come back to his senses, the young man led a horse out of nowhere and chased forward on the prancing horse.

Liang Tian finally sat down on the ground, looked at the young man in the moonlight, and suddenly remembered some things before, and felt eerie and terrifying. After regaining a little strength, he hurried back to Zeng's house, but he didn't find Quan Gui'er. After a while, when Quan Gui'er came back, Liang Tian immediately took a silver ingot out and gave it to him, and said, "I don't care where you go to get a horse, go now, I'm going to Xifeng Village." ”

Quan Gui'er frowned, clenched his fists and said, "The head of the family asked me to protect you, I can't take you there." ”

The old trick was repeated, Liang Tian didn't know if it was useless, but the moment he took out the dagger, Quan Gui'er immediately confessed and said, "I can take the girl over, but promise me that once something happens, run in the carriage, don't care about anything, anyone." ”

Liang Tian nodded, and waited for Quan Gui'er to come back at Zeng's house, the number of people outside had gradually decreased, and the fire was also under control, and there was no intention of spreading again, but the people who came back from outside the city were still carrying it.

Grandma Zeng, who had been knocking on crutches in the main hall, walked up to Liang Tian's side and said, "Child, if you feel too bitter, let him go, he has his own creation, and Grandma feels distressed when she looks at you." ”

Liang Tian smiled and said, "When he said he liked me, it was raining. At that time, I was wondering, with him, whether the tears in this life will not flow like rain, and after a while, it will stop falling, but I hope it will not flow endlessly. ”

Grandma Zeng sighed and said, "Go ahead, take care of yourself, the old woman can't help you." ”

Liang Tian looked back and saw that Quan Gui'er was already driving the carriage and waiting at the door, "Miss Liang, is it really okay?" ”

"Let's go." Liang Tian got into the car, walked out of the city gate, and walked along the dark mountain road. The mountain road is already narrow, and Quan Guier is not familiar with it, so it is not good to bump along the way. Liang Tianqiang held down his trembling hand, not thinking about the worst outcome. Siming said that he liked her, and he would never abandon her again, nor would he not think about their future at all.

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The boy never thought that he could fly so comfortably on horseback, the hot wind blowing in his face, and the whole person was about to be blown up by the heat, and the warmth in his arms beat faster than any other time.

Not long after leaving the city, a few more strong men joined Liang Meng, the ones Siming had seen during his last night visit, and those people saw the young man, clasped their fists and said, "Young master, but do it halfway?" ”

The young man whipped his horse, rushed forward, and said loudly, "Let him go to the West Wind Village, and whoever dares to stop him will run over him."

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After Siming rode out of the city, he looked at the fire that illuminated the night, still rising, like the anger in his heart, rising one by one, reaching the sky.

It's time for you to pay off your debts.

Halfway up the mountain, Siming finally saw a few black shadows scattered in the lantern in the village, a whip on the horse, running faster, and a moment later, he had reached the gate of the mountain.

Before the mountain gate opened, Siming took the horse and said loudly, "There is a wrongdoer, a debtor, hand over the person who killed the owner of the rice shop in the city, and the others will not be held accountable." ”

Siming's voice was loud, and the people in the door heard it, thinking that the officers and soldiers were coming to encircle and suppress, so they quickly closed the gate and ran inside. The people who were inquiring about the situation on the watchtower also saw several black shadows coming closely behind Siming, and hurriedly blew the trumpet.

The people in the stockade were even more panicked, the owner of the village who went to the city had not returned, and he was killed at the door of his house again, how could a few people be the opponents of a group of officers and soldiers, and they quickly scattered and fled.

"Murder pays for life! Hand over the people! Siming roared again.

Finally, someone in the village couldn't hold it back, knelt at the gate and said, "Master Guan, please let us go, everything is instigated by the owner of the village alone, and it has nothing to do with us." ”

"Then where is your village owner?"

"It's time to be on the way back, begging the official to let us go."

Siming turned the horse's head and hurried on the way back, and after a while, he saw several dark shadows on horseback in the distance, rushing towards him, and shouted loudly, "Who is it?" Register your name. ”

When the crowd heard this, they stopped, and after a while a stout man led a group of men on horseback and shouted, "Who are you?" What are you doing in my Zephyr Village? ”

In the darkness, Siming couldn't see the face of the person opposite, but the voice was different from the carjacking that day, so he said, "Let your village master come out, what kind of ability is it to kill an unarmed old man." ”

The strong man was suddenly embarrassed, speechless for a while, and the two sides were silent. On a path behind the group, a group of people and horses came out, only the leader rode a horse, and the others all followed behind the horse's legs, and the weapons on their bodies were complete, and the shining broadsword was reflected in Siming's eyes under the light of the moon.

The two teams of men and horses, one in front of the other and one behind, Siming was not afraid, pinched the person riding the horse behind was the leader of the bandits, rode the horse around the previous few strong men, went head-on, and shouted, "Kill to pay for life!" As he spoke, he drew his scimitar and slashed at the horseman.

The horseman obviously did not notice the two groups of men and horses on the road, and when he heard someone shouting for killing, he hurriedly drew his broadsword from his horse's back, and desperately resisted the oncoming scimitar. The two knives collided, causing each to take a few steps back.

The horseman finally had time to speak, and asked, "What are you doing in my Zephyr Village?" ”

This voice is the bandit leader of that day!