On a July day, the insects in the mountains chirped very loudly.

Song Yi was walking back with his prey, and when he was going downhill, he noticed that something was wrong.

A large amount of smoke rose from the direction of the stalagmite village.

Song Yi dropped his prey and climbed directly onto a big tree next to him to check the situation.

The perimeter of the stalagmite village has been surrounded by officers and soldiers!

Instead, a house to the east is already on fire!

Song Yi's face changed suddenly.

He turned around and prepared to get off the tree, but last night's rain made the trunk a little slippery, and Song Yi's feet slipped and almost fell directly from a height of two zhang in the air. Fortunately, Song Yi quickly grabbed the trunk of the tree, he gritted his teeth, and directly made a pull-up movement with his strength, relying on his strong arm strength to let himself return to the branch.

This time, he was not as eager as he was just now, and it was not until he landed safely that he hurried towards the stalagmite village.

Officers and soldiers came to suppress bandits, and when the stockade passed through the city, although it was strengthened a lot, the officers and soldiers were officers and soldiers, and the refugees at the beginning could not be compared.

Song Yi entered the stalagmite village from a small secret passage, and now the men in the stalagmite village are resisting and delaying time with the owner of the village, while other old and weak women and children are packing up and preparing to escape through the secret passage.

Song Yi touched Si'er, grabbed Si'er and asked, "What about the others!? ”

Si'er hugged his mother and said, "The owner of the village and Daddy are still in the east, let us leave first, and then they will be able to escape." ”

Song Yi asked, "What about Qingqing?" ”

Si'er shook his head: "If you don't see her, she may be on the side of the village owner, or she may have already left." ”

Song Yi let go of Si'er's hand and said, "You guys leave first." ”

Si'er turned his head to look at Song Yi, who was leaving quickly, and shouted, "Brother Song, you should also go quickly!" ”

After Song Yi turned around and waved his hand, his steps sped up even more.

He knew Qingqing, it was impossible for her to leave her father alone.

The house where Song Yi lived was not far from Qingqing's house, Song Yi broke into Qingqing's house directly, he shouted a few times and saw that no one responded and pushed open the door, but there was no one to see.

Song Yi looked in the direction of the east, where there was smoke rushing to the sky, and he ran in that direction without the slightest hesitation.

At this time, Da Zhuang and several people were taking Qingqing, who had been knocked unconscious, to the direction of the secret passage, and happened to meet Song Yi who came on the way.

Da Zhuang has always known the attitude and thoughts of the owner of the village towards Song Yi, and just now the owner of the village also explained, let Song Yi take good care of Qingqing, at this time Da Zhuang saw Song Yi, and without saying a word, he directly handed over Qingqing to Song Yi, and said: "You take Qingqing and leave quickly, we can hold on for a quarter of an hour at most, you hurry up!" Also, ten days later, everyone met in the courtyard of the third household named Shijia in Dongguan Lane, Yangjiang Prefecture. ”

After Da Zhuang finished speaking, he added in a low voice, "If there is no news for half a month, you will leave Yangjiang Mansion with Qingqing, and go as far as possible!" ”

Da Zhuang took out a stack of silver tickets directly from his arms, and stuffed them directly into Song Yi's arms without saying anything.

Song Yi watched Uncle Da Zhuang and the other two people leave in a daze, and at this time he was still holding Qingqing who had fainted in his hand.

He listened to the sound outside, and looked at Qingqing in his arms, he buried the sadness in his eyes into the depths, and all that was left was firmness.

He picked up Qingqing and ran in the direction of the secret passage without looking back.

He didn't have time to go back to his house, so now he tried to run as far as he could!

Passing through the secret passage, Song Yi cleaned the surrounding environment, trying not to let people see the situation at a glance, and after he did it quickly, he carried Qingqing on his back and went directly to the direction he went down the mountain just now.

He often went up to the mountains to hunt, knew where there were caves, and he used an abandoned cave as a temporary base for his stay, which was secluded enough to allow them both to survive the catastrophe.

Song Yi always pays attention not to leave obvious traces.

Perhaps God couldn't see it, but it was also raining lightly, and as long as they reached the cave before it rained heavily, their tracks would be hidden by the rain.

Song Yi's speed on Qingqing's back was a little slower than usual, and it took them more than an hour to reach this cave.

Song Yi gathered the dead leaves he had picked up before, and only after seeing that it was almost there, he put Qingqing on it.

After doing this, Song Yi's stomach screamed.

The rice bran cakes brought out today have been eaten on the road, and now that it is getting dark, hunting is no longer possible.

Song Yi remembered that there were still some small wild fruits such as myrtle and ground minoru nearby, which could still fill their stomachs.

Song Yi thought so and did so, taking advantage of the fact that it was still dawning, to pick some fruits, and when Qingqing woke up, he could eat them.

When Song Yi came back from picking fruits, Qingqing hadn't woken up yet, he stacked the fruits together, and then licked his thirsty lips, the water in his bamboo tube had already been drunk.

Although there is a water source nearby, it is about three quarters of an hour away from here, and now it is dark, Qingqing has not woken up yet, he is not at ease when he leaves her alone, but fortunately he can endure it.

Song Yi got into the hole and sat down cross-legged, at this time, the sound of heavy rain suddenly came from the whole forest, the sound of big drops of rain falling on the blades of grass, in addition to the sound of rain in the whole forest, there was only the occasional bird call, Song Yi's mind suddenly turned, he could use a bamboo tube to go out to catch the rain!

Song Yi hurriedly untied the bamboo tube on his waist, directly opened the lid and the barrel body, and opened them separately, such a heavy rain, he can always receive some.

After Song Yi solved his physical needs, he leaned against the wall in the cave and was distracted, and he didn't know what the situation was in the stalagmite village, and whether the owner of the village could escape!

Song Yi turned over and over again, and what came to mind was the situation in the village at that time.

At night, Song Yi heard a slight movement.

Qingqing is afraid that she has already woken up.

Song Yi lit the fire fold, and Qingqing had just opened her eyes at this time.

Qingqing looked at the dim surroundings and didn't fully react, she saw Song Yi holding a faint firelight, and she was about to shout ghosts when she opened her mouth, Song Yi quickly covered Qingqing's mouth.

Song Yi said in a low voice: "Quiet! ”

Qingqing also saw clearly the person opposite, it was Song Yi.

Qingqing nodded.

Qingqing also remembered the events of the day at this time, and she asked excitedly, "Song Yi!" Daddy, what about them!? Uncle Zhuang, what about them!? ”

Song Yi shook his head, and suddenly remembered that Qingqing might not be able to see clearly, and he said again: "I don't know......"

Immediately, Song Yi said word for word how he met Da Zhuang and how Da Zhuang handed her over to him.

Qingqing endured the pain in her neck and got up, her voice trembling, "I want to go back!" ”

Song Yi pressed Qingqing back into place and refused, "No." ”

"The owner of the village let us all leave in order not to let everyone drag back, even if they really can't resist and they will run away without scruples, if the owner of the village escapes today, and because you suddenly ran back to throw yourself into the net, wouldn't it be in vain at that time?"

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