The crowd was rolling, and soon they came to the foot shop on the side of the road.

The foot shop was very simple, with only two low rooms and a stable, and the doors and windows were closed at this time, only the guise fluttered in the wind and snow.

There was a knock on the door, and the old man in the foot shop looked surprised.

"It's such a heavy snowstorm, and the officials are still in a hurry." He said, greeting warmly, but a little embarrassed, "My shop is small, I can't hold so many people, oh, sir, the car is even more ——。."

Regardless of what he said, Zhang Yuan not only came in with people, but also opened the door and pulled the prisoner cart in.

"We're not crowded." Zhang Yuan interrupted, took off his hat and looked at the store with a pair of eyes, "We people and cars will never be separated."

The store was squeezed away, and without waiting to speak again, Zhang Yuan waved his hand again.

"Check inside and out." He said, "Stay on guard and eat in shifts."

The soldiers dispersed as promised, some of them running into the house, some of them outside the shop.

The door of the stove room was pushed open, and a girl who was burning the fire inside shouted Grandpa raised his head, and when he saw that it was not his grandfather but a soldier, he stared at him in fright, and the soldiers looked at her and left, rummaging through the cupboards and urns, and not even letting go of the pyre.

The old man in the store outside was nervous: "Official, the old man is in business, so many years.....

Zhang Yuan sat down on the chair and said to the old man, "Don't be afraid, we have to be on guard, please forgive me."

Soon the leader of the soldiers came back and said, "I've checked everything, and only one girl is burning the fire."

The old man of the store hurriedly explained: "It's my granddaughter, the days have not been good for the past two days, and I don't plan to do business, my son and daughter-in-law went back, and my granddaughter and I stayed just to watch the store."

Zhang Yuan nodded to the soldiers, and then beckoned to the others: "Everyone sit down and rest—"

Then the officers and soldiers undressed themselves, shook off the snowflakes, and surrounded the charcoal fire.

The old man of the shop also breathed a sigh of relief: "Guest officer, then I'll boil water, what do you want to eat?" He apologized again, "The weather is not good, and the store is not full of things, so I can cook noodles.....

Zhang Yuan looked at him, smiled and raised his hand to interrupt: "No, shopkeeper, you don't have to do anything, just sit here." Then he waved his hand to the officers on the side, "Go."

The servants answered the question, untied their burdens and kettles, and carried them back, and soon the girl was driven out from behind, and threw herself into the arms of the old man in fear.

The old man of the shopkeeper hugged his granddaughter to comfort him, and looked at Zhang Yuan again, looking even more puzzled: "Poor master, who are you?"

"We eat and drink, bring our own food, and make our own." Zhang Yuan said, stroking the snow-melted water in his palm, "It's dangerous to be on an errand, and you have to be cautious when you go out."

It's also too ..... The old man didn't know what to say, so he could only smile: "That's really hard." Pulling the girl, "Then, go and feed the horses to the poor men—"

Zhang Yuan raised his hand again to stop: "No, people and horses, you don't have to care." He pointed to the side, "You just sit here and wait, you don't have to do anything."

The old man of the shop responded by leading the girl to squat down against the pillar, watching these people in the room rest and laughing, and after a while, the errand man in the back kitchen came in with hot soup and hot cakes. ….

"The pots are all brushed, and the bowls are almost cooked." The officers shouted.

But Zhang Yuan still didn't let everyone eat immediately, pointed to the old man in the shop, and the messenger understood, scooped a bowl of soup and came over.

"Shopkeeper." The officer smiled and said, "Try our craft."

The girl shrank into the old man's arms with some fear, and the old man understood what he meant, and smiled bitterly: "Official, you really treat us as a black shop." With that, he took the bowl and drank it in a big gulp.

Zhang Yuan drank cold water with a water bladder, waited quietly for a moment, and saw that the old man in the store was fine, and then waved his hand: "Eat."

The officers and guards sat down to eat and drink.

Soon the group had finished eating, and their clothes were almost baked in front of the brazier, so they added charcoal to the brazier, and the men and horses who were on guard outside

Exchange.

Another group of people came in, undressed and unloaded their weapons, and had a lively meal, while Zhang Yuan, who had eaten, got up and walked to the prisoner cart with a bowl of soup.

The old man of the shopkeeper looked over curiously, and saw that the cover on the prisoner cart had not been opened, and Zhang Yuan just lifted a corner and put both hands inside, as if he had grabbed the people in the prisoner cart.

"Eat!" Zhang Yuan shouted in a low voice, "It's not so easy to die."

A low whimper sounded in the prisoner car, the car shook slightly, and after a while, Zhang Yuan withdrew his hand, the soup bowl was empty, he snorted coldly, covered the prisoner car, threw the bowl back on the table, and looked at the old man in the shop.

The old man hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

The girl was still young, and fear came and went quickly, and at this time she was sitting next to her grandfather, already holding on to the stone and playing, and chanting "one, two, three......

Zhang Yuan retracted his gaze and walked out of the door, the wind was much lighter, the snow was still falling, he had just eaten, and his body was comfortable, which made people can't help but want to stretch and relieve the fatigue of the next hurrier.

The thought flashed, Zhang Yuanzhen expanded his chest and raised his hand, but at the same time, his mind was shocked, and he shouted, "It's not good-"

But as soon as the sound reached his lips, the man staggered forward, and his sleepiness swallowed him up like a sea, and fell into darkness with the sound of a succession of pops and droppings in his ears, and the girl's counting.

「..... Nine, ten." The girl said, clapping her hands, standing up, and looking at the soldiers in the room, or lying on the table, or lying on the ground.

"They came in in two batches, and if they came in three batches, it wouldn't be enough." The girl said, "I'll just say I don't have enough."

The old man in the shop was disgusted: "The effect of adding charcoal is even greater, enough to make them fall down at the same time, don't nag, come and help."

As she spoke, she hurried towards the prisoner car, and the girl hurriedly followed.

The old man of the shopkeeper vigorously ripped open the cover and saw that there was not one person lying in the prisoner car, but four people.....

There are even guards in the prisoner car? The defense was really tight.

The old man of the shopkeeper was looking for the door lock, but he saw that the four people lying down raised their heads, their faces were covered with a cloth, covering their mouths and noses, and their eyes were like eagles.

The girl screamed, "His grandmother's is a trap—"

With the shouting, the old man of the shopkeeper stretched out his hand to hold the girl and retreated, and at the same time, the four people in the prisoner car jumped up, the prisoner car was torn apart, and the knife flashed towards the old man of the shop.

The narrow hall of the store is like a whirlwind.

The wizened shopkeeper swung away in the blink of an eye, and at the same time drew his knife from the officers and soldiers lying on the ground, and sparks flew with a piercing crash. ….

But the old man of the shopkeeper struck away from the knife light, and was still tightly surrounded by four people.

The four of them are like one, slashing up and down, left and right at the same time.

The old man of the shopkeeper was invincible with four hands, not to mention that he was still holding a girl in his arms, he stepped back, quickly approached the door, and threw the girl out the next moment.

"Capture the horse."

With the shouts of the old man, the girl was thrown out of the door, and the girl rolled on the spot, and then got up and rushed to the nearby horses like a wind.

But the next moment there was a cry of pain behind him.

The girl turned around and saw the old man of the shopkeeper falling out of the door and slashing him in the shoulder with a knife.

"Grandpa—" The girl screamed and turned to pounce.

At the same time, the four men also jumped out of the door, like eagles spreading their wings, and pounced on the old man and the girl in the shop.

The old man who fell to the ground jumped up, threw his long knife back, repelled the blow of the four, and took the opportunity to grab the girl who pounced on him and ran towards the horse.

The wind was blowing like rain behind him.

"We're going to confess here." The girl shouted, "When the palace of Hades sees grandma, she will definitely be scolded for not being good at learning."

The old man in the store shouted, "Scold, scold, I'm still afraid of that old woman scolding a few times?"

He no longer cares about his body, although his body is old, but it is enough to withstand the wind and rain for his granddaughter.

As long as the girl is thrown on the horse, with the girl's cleverness, she will definitely be able to escape, as long as she escapes from here, even if she is just a lonely girl, she can live with Momen.

"Cat." The old man shouted, "Get on the horse—

—」

He threw it hard, and the girl flew towards a horse, and instead of following, he turned backwards, and with the girl's neigh, "Grandpa—" he resolutely met the incoming sword light.

At this moment, a sword light struck in the wind and snow, and the thick snowflakes on the ground rose violently, as if a barrier had been erected.

The four people who rushed to the scene suddenly froze, and the knife in their hands couldn't be cracked.

"There are comrades-" "It's sword energy-"

With shouting, the four of them retreated, holding their knives in a circle.

The sword light crossed the ground, the wind and snow rose from the ground, and the snow flew in the sky and on the ground, making people's eyes look at the lake.

I couldn't see where the people were coming.

One person held the knife and wanted to crack the wind and snow, but the gently fluttering snow under the stirring of the sword light seemed to turn into an ice blade, hitting the knife with a clanging sound, hitting the face and stinging.

All this happened in an instant, and the old man of the shopkeeper was stunned until the neighing of the horses and the sound of a cold female voice.

"Get on the horse."

He turned his head to see that his granddaughter had already mounted his horse, and a person appeared next to her at some point.

She was on a horse, her cloak and hat covering her body, carrying a large long burden, her hands in front of her, as if she were holding a sword, but also seemingly empty.

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