Chapter 7: Family Letters
"Dear father, we haven't seen each other for a year, are you okay......?
By the way, there is one more important thing to tell you, and you will be very happy to hear it. Zhang Aniu and Liu Tiezhu are not dead, yes, you read that right, they are not dead. Originally, we thought that they had been ambushed and died, but they were hiding in the mountains, and they had to rely on tree bark and wild vegetables for a whole month to wait for our reinforcements.
The war will soon be over, and the rebels will not be able to hold out for long, and after a while, our troops will be sent to fight in Spring City, passing through our Xiaohe Village. We have obtained the consent of the commander, and when the time comes, we can go back to the village to visit for half a day, and you can quickly tell the people in the village the good news so that they can be happy too.
Unfilial son, Yuan Hao respectfully. ”
The above is the content of the village chief's son to his father's latest letter, combined with the recent events in the village, Xiao Zhu faintly has an extremely terrible conjecture in his heart, but he has never been able to believe it.
Because she pressed too hard, the yellowed letterhead in her hand was crumpled into a ball by her, and she didn't know it.
"So what should we do now?" After a moment of silence, Xiao Zhu finally said hoarsely.
"We must solve this problem completely before the army in the city passes through the village, otherwise it will ......" Ning Xiu did not finish his words, but Xiao Zhu could see from his heavy expression that the consequences were definitely not something they could afford.
"Is the village chief inside?" Ning Xiu asked as he glanced up at the brightly lit house beside him.
"Nope. ”
Xiao Zhu shook his head slowly, and then seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but change his face and said, "It's not good, come with me." ”
Saying that, Xiao Zhu ran desperately outside the village like crazy, and Ning Xiu also ran after seeing this, but because Xiao Zhu's speed was too fast, he could only barely follow behind.
The two ran until they reached the entrance of the village, and then stopped.
"Huhu...... What the hell is going on?" Ning Xiu gasped heavily, and just wanted to ask, but the moment he raised his head, his face immediately turned pale.
I saw that outside the village, Wuli Pavilion, a brightly lit place, and farther away, a winding fire snake was moving towards this side.
Fate played a big joke on Ning Xiu and them.
The army arrived earlier than they expected, and just before they came down from the hill into Xiaohe Village, the villagers of the village, led by the village chief, had just left the village.
The two sides passed by.
At the same time, the coffins in Yizhuang suddenly became restless.
There is a constant sound of "rubbing" rubbing from inside, which makes people feel chilling.
Ning Xiu under the mountain seemed to hear this voice, raised his head and glanced in the direction of Yizhuang, and when he turned back, the panic, fear, and despair in his eyes were gone, replaced by perseverance, perseverance like a rock.
"Let's go!"
Ning Xiu tightened the dagger in his hand and began to walk forward slowly.
Xiao Zhu glanced at Ning Xiu and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all, but just followed silently.
With their speed, in any case, the army will be one step ahead of them to join the villagers of Xiaohe Village. Although Xiao Zhu is a martial artist, she thinks that she cannot be an enemy of a well-trained army. She also didn't believe that Ning Xiu would have a way in this situation, so she could only hope that there would be no problems on Yizhuang's side.
......
reunited after a long absence, and experienced life and death.
Whether it was the gray-haired old men who stayed in Xiaohe Village, or the young people who had already taken off their immature bodies after returning from the army, both sides had red eyes and hugged each other tightly.
Under the bright moonlight, this scene is so warm.
Ning Xiu slowly walked towards the village chief, the old man who looked a little stiff in such a warm scene.
"Hao'er, let me introduce to you, this is Ning Daochang from Maoshan. The village chief obviously saw Ning Xiu and opened his mouth to introduce his son beside him.
"I've seen the Taoist. ”
The young man greeted politely, and Ning Xiu also nodded with a smile, everything was so harmonious.
And Ning Xiu took out the dagger in his hand and put it on the neck of the old village chief in this warm atmosphere.
This action came so suddenly, so suddenly that everyone didn't react, and the old village chief had already fallen into Ning Xiu's hands. And until this moment, Ning Xiu still had the warm smile on his face from the previous greetings.
"Ning Daochang, what do you want to do, let go of your father!" Yuan Hao watched his father fall into danger, pulled out the Pu knife on his waist with a sigh, pointed at Ning Xiu, and shouted.
This loud shout finally brought the others to their senses.
Those young soldiers hurriedly pulled their relatives down and protected them, and at the same time pulled out the blades in their hands and surrounded Ning Xiu.
Xiao Zhu came to Ning Xiu's side, looked at the angry soldiers around him, and said that it would be a lie not to be nervous. You must know that these soldiers are not new recruits who have never seen blood, they are all veterans of a hundred battles who have come back alive from the battlefield, and almost all of them have a strong bloody atmosphere.
She swallowed a mouthful of water and whispered, "Hey, what the hell are you going to do?"
"Didn't you already see it, I'm going to kidnap the village chief directly. Ning Xiu glanced at Xiao Zhu, and his eyes seemed to be looking at an idiot.
"Of course I know you're kidnapping the village chief, I mean what are you going to do next? Kill him, and then have these soldiers slashed to death by rage?"
Ning Xiu didn't answer, he shouted directly at the crowd: "I don't know who Zhang Aniu is?"
After a commotion in the crowd, a young man came out of the crowd, and saw that he was dark-skinned, and he did not look tall, but he looked very lean. Originally, Ning Xiu thought that the person who would take this name should be a simple and stupid big man, but it was better this way.
"Your wife's name is Zhang Chunxiang?"
"How do you know? Yes, Xiao Hao told me that the village elder helped Chunxiang hire a Taoist priest, and I think this person is you. Zhang Aniu first looked at Ning Xiu with a surprised expression, and then said in a deep voice as if he had thought of something.
"Then do you know how she died?" Ning Xiu continued to ask.
"Didn't she die of illness?" Zhang Aniu asked rhetorically, but for some reason his voice trembled a little.
Because of this news, even he didn't want to believe it, her wife's health has always been very good, and she rarely even has minor illnesses, how could she die so suddenly.
"Then you'll have to ask your good village chief. Ning Xiu looked down at the village chief in his hand, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. "I'm talking about it, village chief. ”