When the sky was slightly bright, the third lady Wang went back to her mother's house to visit relatives, and more than a dozen guards surrounded four carriages, accompanied by the noise of the maids and servants, drove out of Jiangling Mansion lively, and at the same time, a carriage and a guard came out of the back door, and quietly drove out of Jiangling Mansion from another city gate.

Because you are not feeling well, it is even more important to go out early.

Mao'er Mountain is undulating, there are not many fields in the mountains, and most of the passers-by who rely on the mountains to eat the mountains are passers-by who hunt and collect cow dung.

"I've never heard of Mr. Hunt." The old man shook his head, "We don't have a doctor here, so if you are sick, you will go to the mountains to shave herbs to eat, and if you are good, you will be fine, and if you are not good, you will die." ”

Motoyoshi thanked him.

The old man looked at the carriage parked on the side, the doors and windows of the carriage were hung with curtains, and now the autumn day is the cool time, is it seriously ill and can't see the wind?

I went to the doctor in a hurry, where did I hear an unreliable word and found it.

"We're mostly hunting here." The old man added, "There really are no doctors, and if you are injured, you will treat them yourself, if you are a doctor, everyone is a doctor." ”

Motoyoshi thanked him again.

"Let's go." Li Minglou heard it in the car.

Fang Er urged the horse forward, and Yuan Ji followed the car.

It's a woman, the old man avoided hearing the voice on the side of the road, looking surprised and sympathetic.

"Is the name wrong?" Motoyoshi guessed, "Mr. Hunter is an honorific title, and people in the countryside are called other names. ”

Li Minglou also thought about this question, after all, Mr. Hunt had already become famous at that time, and the Xiang family was extremely respectful, and not everyone could have the title of Mr.

"Maybe he's not here at all." She said.

She knew too little about Mr. Hunting, and only heard vaguely.

"Miss, there are mountain grapes over there." Yuan Ji said suddenly.

Mountain grapes? Li Minglou was slightly stunned, what does it mean? The horse's hooves sounded, Yuan Ji left and turned back, and the curtain of the car slightly moved to hold a bunch of purple and red fruits and handed it in.

"Miss taste." Yuan Ji said, "I rinsed with water. ”

"Sour or not." Fang Er questioned, "No one picks it." ”

"I can't say it's sweet, but it tastes sour." Motoyoshi Road.

Listening to the conversation between the two outside the curtain, Li Minglou understood that Yuanji had no meaning, he just wanted her to take a break by the way.

Life has all kinds of flavors.

Li Minglou stretched out his hand and took the mountain grape and ate one: "It's a little sour." ”

"It's delicious to have the ones that are sold on the road." Fang Er urged the horse forward briskly.

The scenery of Mao'er Mountain is not beautiful, but there are occasionally groups of people who come to play and hunt, and there are more people coming and going near the foot of the mountain.

Yuanji still went to inquire about Mr. Hunt, and asked the old man and the young man.

"I haven't heard of it."

"We don't have a gentleman here."

"What doctor can be called sir? There is no one in the city. ”

The old and the young shook their heads in confusion, gossiping, the roadside became lively, and suddenly the sound of horses' hooves came from ahead, accompanied by scolding.

"That's the kid!"

"Don't let him run!"

There were a few whip cracks, and the child's screams followed.

The people looked in amazement, and saw six young men on horseback, two of whom waved their whips, and in front of their horses' hooves a thin young man rolled to the ground, his clothes scattered with the whips, and screamed again and again.

What's wrong? Murder in the blue sky and daylight?

Even though these six people were gorgeously dressed, they were either rich or expensive, and the old people couldn't bear it, and the young people couldn't bear to come forward one after another.

Of course, there is no fear of beating people.

"This little bunny cheats money." One of them shouted angrily, the whip in his hand pointed at the boy who was twitching on his stomach on the ground.

Another man smashed three pheasants on the young man from his horse: "He turned rotten meat into prey." ”

"Are you easy to deceive?" The rest shouted in unison.

Lao Tzu is not easy to deceive, it is impossible to deceive, onlookers can't help but take a step back, not to mention relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, here is mostly hunting for a living, most of the prey is sold in the town, it is not right to sell rotten meat, and it also exhausts the reputation of other hunters.

"Give the money back."

"How can you deceive people at such a young age."

There is rebuke and persuasion.

The boy's cry was raised: "I have already returned." ”

It's already been returned, and the onlookers can't help but look at the six people.

"If we hadn't chased after you, would you have paid it back?" The man with the whip in his hand sneered, "I've seen a lot of pariahs like you. ”

The young man raised his head from the ground: "It's not rotten meat, I'm not lying." ”

His face was as dark and thin as his body, and there was nothing special about him, but someone in the onlookers recognized him: "Little Bowl." ”

Before the shout fell, the whip swept over the young man's face, and suddenly the skin and flesh were unrecognizable, and the young man screamed and bounced and rolled down on the ground.

Screams erupted all around, and even more timid legs fell to their knees.

"Death without repentance!" The owner of the whip looked coldly at the boy who was curled up on the ground and screaming.

"These thieves sent him to the government." The others around him also said coldly.

The old man who knew the young man among the onlookers trembled and knelt down and begged: "He is young and ignorant, there is only a half-crazy father in the family, and the uncles are angry and beaten, he knows that he will not dare to teach a lesson." ”

They are all villagers in the mountains, and some people take the lead, although they are afraid of the other party's magnates, many people also follow suit.

Immediately, the six of them glanced at each other, and the eyes of the man holding the whip flashed: "That's it." He put the whip away.

A few people reined in their horses, and the horses sneezed and trampled, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Don't let me meet again next time." The whip man said, clamping the horse's belly, and the horse neighed and raised its hooves.

The onlookers were happy and hurriedly thanked him, and the old man walked to the young man who was curled up on the ground to prepare to help, when a strong attack came from behind him and knocked him aside, who is it?

The figure passed him without stopping, and pounced on the young man, but instead of leaning over to help, he stood there and raised his hand.

Horses neighed, people screamed, popped, the ground trembled, and dust flew.

"What people!"

Frightened and angry shouts rang out.

The stunned onlookers watched as a horse fell to the ground, and the man on the horse was standing up in embarrassment and horror, still holding a whip in his hand.

"Fight and fight, why bother with human life." Fang Erdao.

Killing people? Some of the onlookers also reacted, thinking of the scene they had seen earlier, the man holding the whip seemed to turn around and urge the horse to leave, but when the horse's hooves were raised, they fell to the ground and curled up on the young man, it was so sudden that he was stunned.

If the horse's hooves fall, the boy will be crippled if he dies.

Fortunately, fortunately, someone made a timely move, and this person is .....

"Do you know I'm ......," the man shouted angrily, as he was suddenly thrown off his horse, his gorgeous clothes stained with dust, and his body ached from the impact.

He wants to teach this person a lesson, he wants to report himself to the family, and he wants this person to know that he has provoked someone who should not be provoked.

Fang Er reported home first: "I am the Jiangling Li family." ”

The door is for reporting, and concealing your identity is a waste of time, especially when it comes to solving troubles.

There are countless people with the surname Li in Gangneung Mansion, but there is only one family that can call themselves Li so simply.

Reporting the door of the house is compared to the door of the house, and the man holding the whip compares it, but he can't compare, and the steps taken are heavily turned around: "Let's go." ”