The carriage moved slowly along the mountain road, and from time to time there was a strange "creaking" sound in the carriage, as if it would fall apart at any moment.

There were two figures sitting quietly in the car, one large and one small, one was old, wearing a robe, and his hair and beard were meticulous, although his face was already covered with deep folds that he should have at this age, but the whole person was still full of red light and full of energy.

The other was a little girl, about seven or eight years old, dressed in a thick cloth garment, and her face was flushed like a rag doll.

At this time, the old man straightened his waist and limbs, quietly leaning against the wall of the car and closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, while the little girl lowered her head and kept playing with her fat fingers, as if she had something on her mind.

She didn't understand that the eldest brother Duan Yi who was driving wanted to drive away the son-in-law who kindly reminded her, the little girl was simple and kind-hearted, and she had long felt that the horse pulling in front of her was overwhelmed, and if she persisted like this, it would have to fall on this mountain road sooner or later.

When she thought of this, the little girl felt a little sad in her heart.

But in the final analysis, the little girl felt that the most hateful thing was the gentleman named Xiao Chen, originally her grandfather planned to go to Yong'an to help Xiao Chen, but later when she heard that the guards of Qinglong and Suzaku had died in Yong'an, she said angrily that the concubine was like mud and could not be taught. angrily pulled them to go back to Bazhou.

In her opinion, if Xiao Chen hadn't angered her grandfather, who was sought after by countless dignitaries, Ma Er wouldn't have to run around Bazhou and Yong'an twice. That is, he didn't touch Xiao Chen, otherwise he would have to kick him hard to relieve his anger.

The little girl thought about it and waved her little feet bound by the heavy cloth, although she didn't make any noise, but in the little girl's opinion, it was powerful and heavy, and if this kick was kicked on the body, it would definitely make him cry bitterly. This couldn't help but make the little girl have a smug look on her face.

The old man in front of him suddenly opened his eyes, but his serious face showed a kind gaze, and he gently rubbed the little girl's pigtailed head and smiled:

"Xuan'er, are you hungry?"

The little girl named Xuan'er shook her head obediently: "I'm not hungry." ”

Pointing in the direction of the horses outside, Xuan'er said pitifully: "But the horses are hungry, the big brother before was right, if you go on, the horses will die." ”

The old man shook his head a little helplessly and said: "Fujiaguan is a leading road, there are many mountain bandits, and it is easy to provoke bandits if they stop rashly, hold on for a while, and when they pass Fujiaguan, grandpa will find an inn for the horses to rest and eat some forage." ”

The little girl nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice, so that the horse could rest, and that was the best.

Lifting the curtain, the old man glanced at the mountains and mountains in front of him, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes.

This time it was too calm, but it made the old man feel a little uneasy.

Duan Yi, who was driving in front, glanced back at the old man, and reassured with a smile: "Mr. Shan, ten miles away is the inn, we will be safe when we get there, wait for the inn to rest, and we will be able to return to Bazhou tomorrow." ”

The old man nodded slightly, then slowly lowered the curtain.

Xuan'er, who was like a porcelain doll, looked at the old man with big watery eyes, and said with a puzzled expression: "Grandpa, since you said that there are many bandits in this road, why don't we go with the big brother before, I see that they all have swords in their hands, even if they meet bandits, we also have a helper." ”

The old man shook his head and said: "Xuan'er, you are still young, you don't know how to be sinister, you have to keep an eye on everything when you go out, that brother is dressed luxuriously, why should you be kind enough to remind us, in case they have bad intentions, you said that there are three people in our car, who is their opponent?" ”

"Oh!" Xuan'er replied with a sullen head, what she didn't tell the old man was that when Brother Gongzi passed by, she quietly lifted the curtain of the car and glanced at it, she dared to guarantee that this was the best-looking person she had ever seen, she had never figured out that such a good-looking person, where could her grandfather be so sinister?

In fact, the old man was also reflecting in his heart at the moment, when Xiao Chen approached for the first time, he was indeed wary in his heart, so he let Duan Yi expel him, but it was really when they went far away that the old man realized that this was his own belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

But the world is like this, many people and things will be regretted when they are lost.

"Squeak!"

There was a sudden sound of the carriage rattling, and then the carriage, which was already slow, came to a halt.

The old man seemed to have expected something, and then he protected Xuan'er behind him, and gently lifted the curtain, and saw more than a dozen ragged men holding knives to stop the carriage.

Duan Yi, who was driving, was already frightened, and he knew that there were mountain bandits on this road, but he never thought that he would actually encounter it.

The first dark-faced man walked to the carriage with a knife and shouted angrily:

"Leave the money and horses, and let you go, or else I will leave them all to the uncle."

Duan Yi, who came back to his senses, pretended to have the courage to plead: "Uncle, on my car is Mr. Shan Xing of Bazhou Academy, even in the world, he is famous, otherwise you let us go today, and when we return to Bazhou, how about we send you some broken silver?" ”

"Shan Xing?!" The man plucked his ears impatiently, and said coldly: "Lao Tzu doesn't care what Mr. is not Mr., I repeat, leave the vehicles, horses, gold and silver, otherwise, Lao Tzu will kill you all." ”

……

The autumn breeze blew on his face, blowing a few strands of hair on Xiao Chen's sideburns, Xiao Chen and Han Che stood on the top of the mountain with their swords in their hands, quietly watching everything that happened under the mountain.

Originally, Xiao Chen planned to go up the mountain to find this gang of bandits, but he didn't want to go up the mountain and go down the mountain by mistake.

Looking at the scene under the mountain, Han Che had already missed the killing machine, looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Father, let me make a move." ”

Looking at the impetuous-hearted Han Che, Xiao Chen shook his head unhurriedly, if he was his previous self, Xiao Chen would probably be like Han Che with a sword and killed. It's just that this time is different from the past, and Xiao Chen is no longer the original Xiao Chen.

With a long sigh, Xiao Chen muttered:

"Saving people and killing people, but also pay attention to the right time, place and people, snobbish to say, you have to shoot when people are most helpless, people will miss your love, remember your kindness, right?"

"Otherwise, it's as if I kindly reminded the coachman that good deeds don't necessarily have good rewards."

Han Che shook his head, not understanding Xiao Chen's words.

Xiao Chen's eyes had been quietly looking at the situation below, and an old man came out of the carriage, and he didn't know what he said menacingly, so he saw several bandits suddenly angry and angry, twisting their knives and rushing forward.

Xiao Chen smiled dumbly, nodded and said:

"It's time!"