"Ming'er, you don't have to persuade you to be a teacher anymore in this matter, you won't leave you here alone if you are a teacher, let alone watch so many innocent people die, whether our master and apprentice can survive tonight depends on our creation......"

Speaking of this, Qingfeng Daoist looked up at Zhou Ming, the rushing rain hit the faces of the two people, and they couldn't even see each other's faces clearly, he said abruptly: "Ming'er, there is still such an apprentice as you as a teacher, if it is possible, the teacher will take advantage of the chaos to send you out, and then you just have to run, no matter what happens, don't come back, go far, return to our hometown in Xiangxi, and live well......"

Zhou Ming's eyes were a little moist, mixed with the heavy rain, he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain, he opened his mouth, wanted to say something more, but he couldn't say a word, but he thought clearly in his heart, since the master was unwilling to give up himself to escape alone, then he would definitely not let him face the four bloody corpses alone, even if he gave up his little life, he had to be with the master, if the master died, what was the meaning of leaving himself alone to live in this world?

There was nothing to say all the way, and the group braved the storm and walked all the way, and walked for about an hour or two, and finally arrived at Yanghe City.

On the main road in Yanghe City, due to the heavy rain, there was no one on the street at all, and the officers and soldiers under Governor Zhang were all drenched in soup, and they couldn't wait to return to the old house of the Zhang family as soon as possible, so the speed of progress was accelerated a lot.

As soon as he arrived at the old house of the Zhang family, Zhang Zhutou instructed the officers and soldiers to carry the four large coffins from dozens of people to the lobby of a large house in the center of the courtyard, and put them side by side, and thirty or fifty officers and soldiers were placed at the door to guard the coffins.

Qingfeng Dao Chang and Zhou Ming were directly locked in a firewood room at the entrance of the Zhang family's old mansion, this firewood room was very simple, with some sundries placed in a mess, dust everywhere, and a few big rats running around the house from time to time.

"You two stay here honestly, don't play any tricks, Governor Zhang said, as long as you dare to run, we can kill you at any time!" An officer and soldier coldly dropped a sentence, then walked out of the firewood room, closed the door, and then heard a sound of chains, and the door must have been locked.

There are many people talking quietly outside the door, it seems that there are many officers and soldiers guarding them outside, Qingfeng Dao Chang let out a sigh of relief, and helped Zhou Ming to find a slightly cleaner place to sit down, their master and apprentice were soaked by the heavy rain, and their clothes were extremely uncomfortable tightly attached to their bodies, but they were tied with heavy chains on their bodies, and they couldn't spare their hands to change into clean clothes, no matter how uncomfortable they were, they could only endure it. What's more, even the backpack on his body was wet, and there were no dry clothes to change.

Not long after he sat down, Qingfeng Dao Chang untied the bandage on Zhou Ming's leg and took a look, the blood in the wound was stopped, but it was soaked by the heavy rain, all of them were swollen, there were some signs of inflammation, and there were a lot of iron sand sprayed out of the wound that was still embedded in the flesh, and it was never taken out, and after a long time, after the wound was fused, it could no longer be taken out.