When Song Yi felt that he was about to be ordered to go to Huangquan, a group of black-clothed people suddenly appeared and stopped the officers and soldiers.

Song Yi didn't know who they were, but with the double blessing of his body and spirit, he couldn't support it and fainted.

When Song Yi woke up again, he was already in the inn, and there was an unknown person beside him.

Song Yi took a closer look, and from the other party's body shape and eyebrows, he could see that the other party should be the first person in black to jump out at that time.

The man in black looked very respectful, and he also asked his name, Song Yi answered honestly, and after the other party confirmed his place of origin and home address again, the other party's expression was not as tense as before.

Song Yi didn't understand the reason for his change before and after.

Song Yi didn't want to go deeper, he suddenly wanted to sit up, but the pain in his whole body made him suddenly fall back.

The man said, "You are too frightened, plus arrow wounds to be like this, just recuperate for a few days." ”

Song Yi looked anxious and asked, "Where are we now?" What day is it? ”

The man said, "Luxian, July 23. ”

Song Yi calculated the days, the day after tomorrow is the appointed day, if it is still too late to set off now.

Song Yi struggled to get up.

When the man saw it, he asked, "What is the matter with Song Gongzi?" We might be able to help. ”

These people can save themselves from the pursuers and retreat with their whole body, and they must be able to endure a lot.

Song Yi said: "I want to enter Yangjiang Mansion." ”

The man thought for a moment and said, "It's not impossible, but your body ......."

Song Yi insisted: "I can hold on, I need to leave immediately, is it okay?" ”

Song Yi could tell from the other party's attitude that he would agree, although he didn't know why these people suddenly appeared, but as long as they were not hostile, Song Yi could also ignore some places.

When the man saw this, he no longer insisted.

With the help of these people, Song Yi entered Yangjiang Mansion without much effort, and also arrived at the Shi family at the appointed time.

Shijia is an ordinary house, a small second courtyard.

When Song Yi entered, there was no owner of the village, no Qingqing, and no one from the stalagmite village, only a group of officers and soldiers with weapons surrounded him.

When Song Yi saw this scene, he was only desolate in his heart.

Fortunately, the man in black kept an eye on it, but in Yangjiang Mansion, they were not good at dealing with the officers and soldiers, and it was difficult to clean up the mess when it got big, so in the end they could only temporarily let Song Yi be taken away by the officers and soldiers.

Song Yi was imprisoned, he passed by the cells, he saw Uncle Da Zhuang with a broken hand, and saw the owner of the village lying on the ground and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Song Yi also saw Qingqing in the cell inside, Qingqing still couldn't escape, she was still recognized by the officers and soldiers when she entered Yangjiang Mansion.

Qingqing was extremely remorseful after being arrested, and she was always worried about Song Yi's situation.

If she wasn't too impulsive, Song Yi wouldn't know life and death!

At this moment, she saw the person she had been thinking about, and she couldn't help but run to the prison door, looking at Song Yi apologetically, and she said sorry very remorsefully when Song Yi passed by her cell.

Song Yi hooked his lips and shook his head, but did not speak.

Everything is arranged by God.

He didn't want to live for a long time.

For more than ten years of stealing, he has lived enough.

Song Yi was put in a prison cell.

He was the only one in the cell for the time being.

Song Yi shrank in the corner, his next door was not from the stalagmite village, and he didn't care too much.

In the following days, the fugitives from the stalagmite village were also brought in one after another.

From this point of view, how firm is Zhizhou's determination to suppress bandits.

The days went by day by day.

Song Yi didn't count the days he was imprisoned, but on this day, the jailer brought a meal of meat, vegetables and rice.

The food is not only not rancid, but also very luxurious.

It can be said that Song Yi has never eaten such good food since Daddy's death.

Song Yi heard the prisoner next door ask himself, "Is the decapitated rice delicious?" It's the last meal, so let's eat slowly. ”

Song Yi desperately stuffed the rice, and a trace of suddenness crossed his eyes, and in the next breath, he really slowed down his movements as the prisoner next door said, chewing slowly one bite at a time, he had to remember this taste.

Thinking that he would be able to reunite with his father and sister tomorrow, he didn't even feel too difficult for a while.

When he passed out in a coma that day, he saw Sister A, he thought Sister A had come to pick him up, but he didn't expect him to stay.

The next day, the people in the stalagmite village were pulled out one by one, Qingqing kept looking at Song Yi reflexively when he was taken out, Song Yi also met Qingqing's gaze from the prison door, he saw Qingqing talking, but he couldn't hear clearly.

After Qingqing was also taken out, Song Yi kept waiting, but those jailers seemed to have forgotten his existence.

The prisoner next door looked at Song Yi suspiciously, "Why are you ......?" ”

Song Yi leaned against the cell door, his eyes unblinking at the only place where light could pass through, a vent the size of a brick, and he didn't want to pay attention to the prisoner next door.

Watching the sun slowly move direction, he knew that it was almost noon.

Song Yi slammed his fist against the wall, and the arrow wound on his leg was pulled again and bloodied, and in the hot summer, the fishy smell became even heavier.

Song Yi reflexively pulled the door, making a commotion, and shouted in his mouth: "Someone!" Someone! ”

One is louder than the other.

The prisoner next door didn't expect Song Yi to be so stubborn, and said, "Hurry up and send you to death, right?" ”

Song Yi ignored the words of the prisoner next door, and kept making noise.

The jailer heard the movement and someone came, but when he saw that it was Song Yi, he turned around and went back directly.

Song Yi: "...... Someone! ”

No matter how loud Song Yi made this time, the jailer didn't come in.

The prisoner next door snorted.

As soon as noon passed, Song Yi fell to the ground, staring blankly at the small vent.

Now, he's alone again.

Song Yi curled up in the corner, he felt the pain in his leg when he bent his leg, he stared at the wound for a while, and then laughed again, the stench from the wound became heavier and heavier, and it had already suppurated, if it continued like this, he might die under this wound.

Song Yi was waiting for death, but on the third day, he was sent out of the prison gate by the jailers.

Song Yi sat on the steps, looking at the bright sun, the blue sky, and such a wide range of mountains and rivers, he didn't know where he was staying.

"Song Gongzi." A voice sounded behind Song Yi.

Song Yi looked at the man in black, and the man in black glanced at Song Yi's leg and said, "Offended." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two people behind the man in black directly lifted Song Yi up, he didn't struggle, but he didn't expect that they would send him to the hospital.

Along the way, the Man in Black didn't even bother to explain why he came out.

It wasn't until later that Song Yi knew that he still had a relative?

No, more precisely, Daddy's old man.

……

Qingqing knew that Daddy wanted to marry Song Yi, otherwise he would not acquiesce to find Song Yi every once in a while, and would also let him teach Song Yi kung fu.

At first, she always thought that she regarded Song Yi as her brother, but it wasn't until she saw clearly her sudden strange feelings that she realized that she liked Song Yi.

So not only did she not object to Daddy's idea, but she was also very happy.

It's just that before she could pierce the window paper, the stalagmite village faced a catastrophe.

That night, she knew he cared about herself.

She finally ate the food that he took the initiative to send without enlightenment.

Later, because of his own persistence, he was affected.

When the knife that was sprayed with wine came down, she just wanted to say to him: If you have a next life, I hope you can have no worries for a lifetime, live a good life, and don't be so bitter and tired anymore.

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