The young man separated from the city gate and Gong Yu and his party, picked up the child, put it in front of him, wrapped his arms around him, pulled the reins of the horse, and gently knocked the green horse with his right foot, the latter was psychic, neighed lightly, and opened his legs and walked towards the road from which he came.

Maybe it also knew its own speed, this child who had never practiced martial arts would definitely not be able to bear it, so it slowed down quite slowly, followed the official road, and disappeared in a moment.

In the county seat, the news of the murder gradually spread.

As if a piece of ice the size of a millstone was thrown into the boiling oil, the whole street was boiling for a moment, the hawkers closed their stalls, and the pedestrians returned home, and in the blink of an eye, it was a mess, empty, and quite deserted, and only the guard's gong-like voice could be heard, and he shouted from time to time, and even suppressed the barking of the local dogs in the house.

Welcome to the second floor.

There is a large round table in the box, the color is very festive, the chicken, duck and fish on it, all kinds of dishes are full, and there is a white porcelain thin-necked wine jug next to it.

It contains the unique wine of Lexian County, and the northern counties are the most mellow.

Ten carved wooden chairs are placed around.

But there was only one person sitting.

A middle-aged man who looks very kind, wearing gray old clothes, because although the old clothes are not good-looking, they have been running in with the body for a long time, and they are very comfortable to wear, and his palms are very clean, and even a little too pale, because in this way, he can't smell the smell on his palms, which will make him feel very comfortable.

If the body is very comfortable, the heart is very comfortable, and this person's life will definitely be very comfortable.

He is a person who loves life very much, and he is also a person who is very good at life.

He wants his life to be comfortable all the time.

The man took the chopsticks and ate the dishes on the table, slowly and logically, eating very seriously, even the soup was dipped in steamed buns and eaten clean, his fingers were always stuck in the position of two fingers wide at the tail of the chopsticks, and the action was Sven, and there was a person half-kneeling on the ground next to him, his right hand was lightly placed on his knee, and his palm was oozing with a more festive color than on the table.

After eating the last dish, the man put the chopsticks on the plate, exhaled, his palm hung down, but he paused slightly, raised it at the end of the chopsticks and touched it gently, frowned, adjusted the two chopsticks to the ground, and exhaled comfortably, and his gentle and smiling eyes fell on the half-kneeling person, and said:

"This time out of the basket, don't worry about it."

"One less, one less."

His voice paused slightly, his fingers crossed, and he said gently: "Anyway, the person who committed the crime is already dead." ”

"A chivalrous man has the spirit of a chivalrous man, and the evil way must also have the bearing of the evil way, don't be like a mad dog, entangled."

The half-kneeling man bowed his head and said:

"Subordinates obey."

The voice was crisp and pleasant, when it was a young woman, her head was lowered, her face was covered with nineteen scars, and her eyes were full of anger.

Only in the gap of a wall, a silver-feathered eagle fluttered its wings and flew into the distance with a clear whistle.

In another box, the corners of the man's mouth were grinning.

There was a sparkle of excitement in his eyes.

Since you have left Gong Yu by yourself...... No wonder me.

The sound of slyness laughed, and it did not smell like a human voice, and it did not look like a human face.

……………………………………………

The little boy's name was Ah Ping.

The place where he lived, Wang Anfeng asked a little this morning, and it should be near the post station where he had eaten before.

Although the horsepower of the green horse is strong, but considering Ah Ping's bearing capacity, the speed is very slow, originally only one or two hours away, Shengsheng ran until the afternoon, only arrived at the post station, stopped in the middle, and only ate some dry food with water to fill his stomach.

In the post station, Wang Anfeng inquired for a long time with the shopkeeper and Xiaoer, but there was no news, and finally a guest who was three points drunk heard the small village that Ah Ping said and pointed out the direction.

After Wang Anfeng thanked him, he saw that the child's eyes were full of irrepressible brilliance, and he chuckled, dispelling the idea of taking him here to order some food.

Perhaps, the Abba who was able to meet him earlier made him happier than any delicacies from the mountains and seas.

The young man knew in his heart, but some of them began to miss the days of Daliang Village, Uncle Li, Uncle Wang, and Mr. Jiang......

I don't know how the big guys are doing.

With this inexplicable thought, Wang Anfeng took the child and drove the horse for more than half an hour to a village.

As far as the eye can see, there are only about 100 households, the houses are relatively low, and they look like they have been in disrepair for many years, and they are even more desolate than Daliang Village.

As the sun set, the pedestrians on the road were sparse, and there were some villagers sitting, although there was no hunger on their faces, they could raise their heads to look at Wang Anfeng on horseback, but their faces were slightly numb and vigilant, as well as undisguised vigilance.

Wang Anfeng raised his hand to restrain the green horse and said softly:

"Is this your home? Ah Ping. ”

The child's eyes lit up with delight, and he nodded emphatically.

"Hmm!"

The young man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, first turned over and dismounted, then took the child down, and took the reins of the horse with one hand, and let Na Ping pull him with the other, and walked towards the village.

These villagers looked at Wang Anfeng's eyes full of xenophobia, and when they fell on the scarred face of Ah Ping, they were first slightly stunned and frightened, and then seemed to see his identity, and the horror turned into disgust and understanding, mixed with high-minded disdain, snorted coldly, turned his head, and regarded Wang Anfeng and the two as if they did not exist.

It's hard to imagine that in a short period of time, so many expressions can change on a face.

Wang Anfeng looked at the faces of these people and pursed his lips.

At this time, he deeply realized a kind of desolation, a real desolation.

The desolation of the human heart.

These people have been running their own territory for generations in this rather impoverished village, they know every face in the village, they are the respected people here, they enjoy absolute domination over their own world, and every outsider who sets foot in their world will be regarded as a provocation by them, and then with hostile gaze and silent resistance, they will drive the outsider out of their world, and then celebrate the return of familiar days.

This village is very small, how big can a village of 100 families be?

Wang Anfeng and Ah Ping walked for less than ten years, and then they came to the end of the village, and saw a low and dilapidated wooden house, Ah Ping let go of the young man's palm, cheered, and rushed into the wooden house, Wang Anfeng stopped, intending to give this time to their father and son.

His gaze lifted over the dilapidated wooden house.

Two holes were already visible in the roof, covered with wooden boards, and the four corners were repaired with stones pressed into the box, and the paper on the windows was dark gray, and several holes were broken, and they were crumpled and extremely ugly because they had rained and dried.

The young man raised his hand and tapped his forehead lightly, his gaze exquisite.

There is still plenty of time, so before leaving, you can repair the house for them so that they don't get cold.

I haven't fixed it for a long time...... I still made the window of Libo......

I don't know if the craft has regressed.

The boy lost his mind slightly.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from inside the door, filled with panic and fear.

Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't care about anything, he strode open and pushed the door directly, the room was even more dilapidated, Ah Ping ran out of the back room in a panic, his footsteps hooked on the threshold, and he almost fell to the ground, Wang Anfeng raised his hand to hold him, and pointed his right hand at the young man's Neiguan acupoint, the internal force of the office, to help him calm down, and at the same time snorted softly.

The internal force of the golden bell jar was running, as if a bell was ringing, shocking people's hearts, the panic on Ah Ping's face stagnated for a moment, and Wang Anfeng asked gently:

"What's going on, Ping?"

As if he had caught the last lean, the child grabbed the hem of Wang An's clothes with both hands, his voice trembled slightly, and said:

"Abba, Abba is gone......"

Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly, and he pressed his hands on Ah Ping's shoulders and said:

"Calm down first."

"Where do you go, Abba? What does it look like, say it......"

"Let's go look for it now, and ask the neighbors around us."

Perhaps because of the shocking heart of the golden bell jar, Ah Ping barely regained his composure, he stuttered a little, and struggled to describe his father's appearance, after that, Wang Anfeng and he kept finding that it was dark, and there was no clue.

And when I asked those neighbors, I was impatient to deal with the two of them, and there was a lot of ridicule in my words.

That night, Wang Anfeng let the child stay in the room, and he continued to search for it by relying on his martial arts, and even went to the surrounding mountains and forests, but still found nothing.

When the morning sun rose, he suddenly realized that he had been looking for a night, bought some steamed buns and went back to Ah Ping's house, first patted his face, cleaned up his mood, and then pushed the door in, and said softly:

"Ah Ping, I already have some clues, come, eat something."

"Then we'll look for ......"

The voice fell, but no one answered, Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly, he stepped in, he didn't find half a figure at all, his eyes unconsciously became sharp, his eyes swept around, in the field of vision, it was already delicate, the tense nerves relaxed, sighed softly, walked to the back of a wooden barrel, bent his fingers and tapped, said:

"What are you doing in there...... Come out. ”

The voice fell, but there was no response, Wang Anfeng frowned, and said:

"Don't hide, I've found out."

There was no reaction left and right, so he simply raised his hand to open the wooden barrel, and sure enough, he saw Ah Ping holding a ball and staying below, there was ash in the bucket, and he was covered with his face, Wang Anfeng raised his hand and patted his hair, supported his face with both hands, frowned and asked:

"What are you doing hiding here?"

Ah Ping was silent for a moment, his gaze shifting, and his fingers gently scratching the ground.

The face that was obviously full of scars could be seen to be stubborn, and he said in a low voice:

"Then, a sister said, just wait for you, three days."

"I can't, drag you down."

"I'll find Abba myself, he's so stupid, he won't go far...... But no, because of us, hurt you. ”

"You, already, have helped enough land......"

The young man was moved when he heard this, but he didn't know how to persuade this child who stubbornly gave him a headache, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of rustling outside, Wang Anfeng's expression changed slightly, and Ah Ping, who had originally bowed his head, seemed to have been struck by lightning, and his body stiffened for a moment, and then he jumped up and rushed out of the door in a hurry.

Wang Anfeng realized in his heart, got up and went out, and saw the thin child looking at a sloppy man in a daze, the latter looked at Ah Ping with a demented look on his face, but a heartache appeared on his face, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything coherent, as if he suddenly thought of something, he reached into his arms, took out a sugar gourd with oil paper from it, and looked at Ah Ping with a grin.

"Sugar gourd, come back."

"Sugar, Ah Ping, just."

"Yes, come back......"

Wang Anfeng opened his mouth, and saw that no matter how ridiculed and sarcastic by the villagers, the body of the child who was still stubborn trembled slightly, and scolded a fool in a low voice, but his voice was weak, and he suddenly threw himself into the arms of the silly man, his body trembled, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances, fears, and discomforts of this time, and cried loudly, the stupid man was at a loss, holding a sugar gourd in his hand, and his face was blank and stupid.

The palm of his hand gently patted Ping's back.

Is this thinking that with the sugar gourd, the lost child can come back on his own?

There is no one in this village, did you run to the county seat?

Wang Anfeng's gaze swept over the sugar gourd, leaned against the door, and suddenly dispelled the idea of taking Ah Ping away and going to help Feng learn martial arts.

Besides, he doesn't necessarily want to.

The boy exhaled and leaned quietly against the door.

Many things are more important than brilliant martial arts.

For example, father and son who depend on each other.

For example, the dignity of a teenager.

Above the village, there was a sudden clear roar, and a silver-feathered eagle flapped its wings and circled, burrowing out of the clouds.

PS: Long chapters are presented......