When she returned home, Xia Mu took out the bone-setting wine and slowly applied it to Xia Mo's injured wrist and other places. Xia Mo has never been beaten since he was a child, but now he has been beaten by the soldiers. When she was rubbed by her mother with bruises, she just screamed in pain.

"Mom, Mom, Mom, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, don't, don't, don't ......"

Xia Mo's mother was amused and distressed in her heart, and said: "Don't shout, don't shout, this little injury is not in the way, you are my mother." How can you shout out so many mothers, you don't have any other mothers. ”

Xia Mo complained: "Mom, you light, light, it hurts." But when he thought of Li Daochun who was taken away, he couldn't even care about shouting pain, but said with a gloomy expression: "I don't know how he is now?" ”

Seeing that her daughter forgot to cry out in pain, Xia's mother was surprised: "Daughter, who are you talking about?" ”

Xia Mo said: "Li Daochun, he was captured by them, and those soldiers don't know what they will do to him, alas." His expression became even more gloomy as he spoke.

Xia Mu also said worriedly: "Anyway, I definitely won't give him any good fruit to eat." ”

Xia Mo was originally lying on his own small bed to let his mother take medicine, but when he heard this, he sat up all of a sudden, stared at his mother with round eyes, and asked, "Will they beat people?" Will it hit him? It was as if she was the one who was beaten.

Xia's mother comforted her daughter and said: "I have been caught, and it is inevitable to hit me a few times, but well, young people don't have to do anything, as long as they don't hurt their bones, they won't get in the way." ”

Unexpectedly, such a comfort did not calm Xia Mo down at all, but made her frown. She muttered silently: "This can't work, I have to save him, no." "I have to go and save him," she cried, ready to jump out of bed.

Mother Xia didn't expect her daughter to be like this at all, so she hurriedly took her daughter's hand and said, "Mo'er, you think you have performed Fan Lihua on stage, you are really Fan Lihua." Is this salvation something that you can save if you say you can save people? ”

Xia Mo said: "Mom, my daughter thinks that acting on stage is not just acting. That's the same as being a person off stage, if it's Fan Lihua on stage, then it has to be Fan Lihua in life. If it is Jing Ke and Nie Zheng who are staged on stage, then it must be Jing Ke and Nie Zheng offstage. ”

Jing Ke and Nie Zheng were both ancient assassins, and Xia Mu was stunned for a moment when she heard this.

Mother Xia looked at her daughter's resolute expression, and felt that this daughter was suddenly a little strange, and suddenly a little unfamiliar. Then, she realized that her daughter had grown up, and she was no longer the little girl who relied on herself for everything, who would only be pampered, and who would only spoil her mother.

Xia's mother was a little happy for her daughter, and said with some loss: "Daughter, your words have weight, and you are starting to look like an adult." ”

Xia Mo was taken aback when he heard this, and when he saw his mother's eyes, he also understood a little in his heart. She jumped out of bed, took her mother's hands with both hands, and looked at her mother's face for a long time, only to realize that her mother was also a beauty in the past. But in order to give birth to herself, in order to pull herself to grow up, her mother worked hard. I don't know when the wrinkles in the corners of my mother's eyes climbed up, and I don't know when the gorgeous hair on her eyebrows and sideburns has increased so much, and my mother is starting to get old.

Xia Mo hugged her mother tightly in her arms, and her mother gently patted Xia Mo's back, trying to calm her excitement. At this time, the sunlight outside the window shone on Xia Mo's face, making her a little dizzy and unable to open her eyes.

"No, no," Xia Mo seemed to have made up his mind, "I still have to save him." As she spoke, she pushed away her mother's holding hand and tried to stand up on her own, but the pain in her ankles and knees from the part of the beating broke her down at once. Xia Mo felt a burst of soreness, and finally sat down on the bed, and her mother hurriedly stepped forward to help Xia Mo up.

In prison.

The arrested Confucian scholars kept banging on the bars of the cages, shouting, "Let me out!" Let us out! ”

Everyone banged and shouted. The whole prison, every cell where Confucian scholars were held, was filled with the sound of banging and shouting. Such a sound mixed into a deafening noise. The cell bosses and the jailers were deafened in their ears, and they shouted, "Shut up, keep me honest." ”

But these young scholars seemed to have an inexhaustible energy and strength, and they kept tapping and shouting.

The jailers had sad faces, and they kept screaming: "Don't shout, don't knock!" "It seems that they are the ones who are imprisoned.

Li Daochun could see it clearly in the prison cell, but he knew that the jailers had force in their hands after all, and if they really got up, the scholars would definitely suffer, so Li Daochun stepped forward and dissuaded: "Gentlemen, gentlemen, let's ignore them." ”

Under Li Daochun's persuasion, everyone gradually calmed down. When the jailer saw that someone had finally calmed things down for him, he couldn't ask for it. They just happened to be hiding, and they also walked out of the prison.

Seeing that the jailers had all escaped, Li Daochun said to everyone: "Gentlemen, Mr. Guan Shouyi once said that prison is a study. Now that we're in the cell, let's just use this cell as our study, and let's study how to deal with witches and ghosts. ”

"Yes." A voice sounded from behind Li Daochun, agreeing with his opinion. "Daochun is right, I agree."

Li Daochun hurriedly turned around and said to the Confucian student with a smile: "Don't call me Daochun, call me Wuchen." ”

Confucius smiled and immediately corrected himself: "Yes, what Wu Chen said is right. ”

The Confucian walked to the corner of his cell and said to the people in the other cells: "The work of saving the people from fire and water can be carried out anywhere, and it can be saved in prison!" Everyone agreed in unison.

Li Daochun was overjoyed, he walked to the edge of the cage and shouted outside, "Is the head of the prison there?" Is there a prison boss? Please bring us some books, do you have paper and pens, please? Can you please give us some paper and pen? ”

A jailer walked in, this person had a sideways face, he looked at Li Daochun with a happy face, and felt that Li Daochun was only afraid that he was crazy, and he was happier to sit in prison than to be an uncle. After a few glances, he banged on the door with the stick in his hand and shouted, "Fuck, what do you want? You're all squatting on the edge of the peg for me. ”

Suncheonfu.

Niu Ba and Liu Susu quickly walked through the streets and alleys, walked to Liu Susu's house, and as soon as they opened the courtyard door, they saw Liu Susu's eldest brother Liu Congquan coming to greet them. The three of them entered Liu Jiang's bedroom together, only to see that Liu Jiang was already sick and dying, and was unaware of Niu Ba's arrival.