Old Tang was already timid, but he was so frightened that he couldn't even stand still, and sat on the ground with his ass, sweating coldly and trembling nervously. Seeing this, the two thieves put away their big knives and said with a wild smile: "Damn, I haven't seen you so cowardly, I said third brother, today, luck is really good! ”

The one called the third brother is a thin and tall man, with long legs and a short face, he smiled sharply: "Who said it wasn't, follow my brother, don't you make a lot of money this time, there are many ways in it." ”

"Yes, it's different to follow the third brother. Another guy quickly chimed in.

If it was an ordinary child, seeing this battle, he would have been lying on the ground and crying a long time ago, but Meng Cry had experienced so many things in the Yue tribe, and he already had some independent ability, he looked around and found that there was no one else, it seemed that it was just two lonely bandits, and he secretly counted it in his heart. How could the two bandits care about this kid who looked like he was only four or five years old.

The third brother patted Lao Tang's face with a knife, and said to Lao Tang: "Hehe, I said what are you afraid of, Lao Tzu is seeking money, not murderers, can you catch it, is it just this standard expression? Being robbed is also a feeling? Be happy, hehehe, be happy for Lao Tzu, ah, vomit." Spit at Old Tang, the third brother pulled Old Tang closer and asked, "Did I say I had money on me?"

Smelling the strong smell of the third brother's bad breath and the smell of wine, looking at the two bright knives, Old Tang didn't dare to speak at all, just shook his head vigorously.

The third brother threatened extremely arrogantly: "His uncle, the first one was unwilling to give money, and wanted to rush over on a horse, but he was caught up by Lao Tzu, and even the people and horses were hacked to death, and the money was not the same as being taken." ”

As soon as he heard the word death, Lao Tang cried so much that he hurriedly hugged the third brother's thighs and begged bitterly: "A good man spares his life! The slave's family really has no money, and he can't pay the ransom, and I still have parents in their eighties, and children who are a few years old." I'm going to die, and my whole family won't be able to survive! In the next life, I am willing to compensate my uncle even if I am a cow and a horse. ”

"Fuck you, pretend to be with me. It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, right? ”

The third brother kicked Lao Tang away three or four meters away, Lao Tang knelt on the ground, coughed suddenly, dreamed of crying, felt distressed, and hurriedly stepped forward and helped Lao Tang up.

"Uncle Tang, are you okay?" Meng Wai glanced at the two thieves, and whispered to Old Tang, "Uncle Tang, can you still run?" ”

Old Tang was kicked awake by this kick, and in order to survive, he was no longer as scared as he was at the beginning, and he was only thinking about how to save his life, so he didn't think so much, so he nodded slightly.

Mengwai motioned for the old Tang Dynasty to run behind him, which was the way back to the village. Anyway, Hengzhu is also a death, and it is better to run away than to sit still. Old Tang didn't hesitate, he ran in the direction of the village, and even used the strength to eat, under the threat of death, the potential for the outbreak was indeed amazing, and Old Tang's run was really a bit of a 100-meter sprint.

"Hey, his uncle, this stupid hanging, in front of Lao Tzu, you still dare to run away, even Ma Lao Tzu is chasing you, can you escape? . After the third brother finished speaking, he opened his stance and chased after him. He is confident that at his speed, if he wants to catch up with Lao Tang, he is not ready to catch up.

The third brother's speed is indeed very fast, it seems that he has some kung fu foundation, if he really lets him chase him, I am afraid that he will be able to catch up with Lao Tang in a while. Seeing the third brother step forward, he came to Mengwai's side. When Mengwai asked Lao Tang to escape, he was ready, and immediately lifted his foot, making a trip, so that the third brother pounced on the dog and ate, and fell heavily to the ground.

The third brother was angry, stood up, and yelled: "His uncle, you little rabbit cub, dare to make a stumbling block for the third master, see if I don't chop you." As he spoke, he raised his knife and slashed at it, so vicious that he left no room for it.

This was also the last thing Old Tang heard.

Unable to care about a lot, Lao Tang ran out of five or six miles in one go, and when he saw that he was about to get home, he thought of crying in his dreams and looking back for his life.

Under the faint moonlight, the silent mountains, and the rugged mountain roads, there is not a shadow of any movement.

Old Tang just thought about going back alive, but now that he is a little sober, he remembers his cowardice and cowardice. A four or five-year-old baby has just come to the world, and his life has not yet begun, but in order to save his old bones, he may have returned home now, but how to face his family and how to face the second strong!

"Weeping, weeping, crying" Old Tang shouted hoarsely, but there was no echo, two lines of tears came out of his eyes, Old Tang remembered the past, when Mengwai first came, Lao Tang was very excluded from him, but Mengwai never complained, and often helped Lao Tang's family to send fish, grow crops or something. The more Old Tang thought about it, the more he regretted it, regretting why he didn't go to block the bandits himself, so that the baby could escape back. Old Tang just sat on the hillside, old tears, and kept looking in the direction of the dream cry for a long time, as if that heart also fell silent with this night.