The group walked on the road for an hour. Ling'er asked, "May I ask where the girl's name is and where does her family live?"

"The little girl lives in the nearby Lotus Village, and it was Deng Guangming, a villager from Lotus Village, who saved me and adopted me as a righteous daughter. When my father-in-law picked me up by the pond, he found that the lotus flowers were blooming. When he saw me dressed in red, he named me: "Red Lotus, you can call me Red Lotus!" replied Red Lotus.

"Red Lotus, then what's the matter with you betraying your father, what's wrong with your father-in-law!" Yun Fei asked.

"Two days after my father-in-law rescued me, I fell ill and died. Now the body is still resting at the house of the righteous father of Lianhua Village. After Honglian finished speaking, a handful of tears burst out of her eyes.

"Yunfei, let's go to Lotus Village first! bury Honglian's father-in-law and let the old man be buried in peace. ”

"Okay, this also fulfills Red Lotus's wish. ”

Ling'er discussed with Yunfei and decided to go to Lotus Village first. "Thank you, Brother Yunfei! Thank you, Sister Ling'er!" Honglian was overjoyed when she heard it.

"Xiaolong, why don't you go back to Xuanyue Village first, and report a message to Uncle Erhu, so that they don't worry about us." Yunfei asked Xiaolong to go back to Xuanyue Village to report the news first.

"It's dark this day, this kid is only five years old, can he do it at such a young age?" Ling'er was still not at ease.

"Don't worry, big brother, big sister, I'll be home soon, I can do it alone. With a manly attitude, Xiaolong showed that he could go back to the village.

Yunfei, Ling'er and the others sent Xiaolong more than two miles away, and they were just more than one mile away from Xuanyue Village. So, waving goodbye to Xiaolong, Xiaolong rushed to Xuanyue Village alone.

They walked back again, and Honglian walked in front to lead the way, rushing to Lotus Village. After walking for nearly an hour or so, Lotus Village had arrived.

Lotus Village is a very small village, and there are several big trees at the entrance of the village, which seem to be the landmarks of the village. By the time night fell, the lights were already on. After turning a few more corners at the entrance of the village, Honglian took Yunfei and Ling'er into a large grass shed, and two doors opened in the grass shed, each leading to three other small grass sheds.

Red Lotus lit a torch, and a wooden bed was placed in the hall of the large grass shed. Deng Guangming's body lay silently on the wooden bed, and Honglian knelt on the ground and bowed a few times after returning to the house.

Yunfei and Ling'er respectively paid homage to the deceased. At the end of the worship ceremony, Honglian poured a glass of water for Yunfei and Ling'er from the main house of the grass hut to let them rest for a while.

"Brother Yunfei, Sister Ling'er, you sit and rest for a while, and I'll go cook. ”

"Red Lotus, I'll help you!"

Ling'er was willing to beg Red Lotus, and Red Lotus nodded in agreement. The two of them walked to another small straw hut and began to make dinner with a bang. The first time Yunfei saw Ling'er go down to the stove, and it was also the first time he saw two beauties cooking.

Yun Fei saw that the two beauties had gone to the stove, so he took the initiative to ask to go to the fire. The figures on the stove were busy, some were washing rice, some were chopping vegetables, and Yunfei was burning the fire......

"Brother Yunfei, Sister Ling'er, the humble house is shabby, I have to wronged you tonight!" Honglian said busily.

"It's okay! Ling'er replied.

"Whew, whew, whew...... Honglian, why doesn't your stove catch fire?" Yun Fei asked curiously as he held a torch in his hand.

Hong Lian took a look and found that Yun Fei was coughing incessantly from the smoke. Between the stoves, there was a sudden smoke. Yun Fei stretched out a black head from the door of the stove.

"Ha, ha, ha......" Ling'er laughed when she saw it.

"Brother Yunfei, sit down for a while, let me come!" Honglian pulled up her sleeves and pounded for a while, and in a moment the fire in the stove was full of fire. Ling'er was busy wiping Yunfei's face with wet wipes.

The so-called good fire cooks a good meal. Honglian is a good cook, and after a while, the meal is finally served.

Ling'er brought all the meals to the table, and the three of them sat around the table.

"There's nothing to entertain you, so you'll eat it!"

"It's good, it's delicious. ”

Yunfei complimented them, saying that they were very capable. After the meal, the two of them took a bath at Honglian's house by the way. At night, Honglian and Ling'er lived in the same room, and Yunfei slept alone in another grass room.

As soon as the morning dawned, Honglian went to the coffin shop to order a coffin. When the coffin was delivered, Yunfei and Ling'er had just gotten up.

The young man from the coffin shop and Yun Fei carried Deng Guangming's body into the coffin. Ling'er hired four more men to help carry the coffin.

Around the time of Shen, Honglian finally buried her stepfather. The three of them drove away to Xuanyue Village. Almost an hour has passed. Yunfei finally rushed back to Xuanyue Village.

The entrance of the village was in a mess, not good, Yun Fei fixed his eyes and saw that the ground was covered with blood and corpses everywhere. Some of the villagers, were slaughtered.

"Ling'er, Red Lotus, let's go to Uncle Erhu's house. After saying that, Yunfei and Ling'er went straight to Uncle Erhu's house.

Uncle Erhu vomited blood from his mouth and collapsed at the door dying. Yun Fei picked up Uncle Erhu's body and cried bitterly, and shouted desperately: "Uncle Erhu, wake up, wake up!"

"Yunfei, take Xiaolong and go! Hurry up......" Uncle Erhu finished speaking, his neck crooked, and he left.

After a while, Ling'er found that Aunt Cuilan had a knife stuck in her chest and was also dead. The sons of Uncle Erhu, Li Rencong and Xiang Chunhua, were pierced by a sword and died in both arms.

"Who is it? who did it?" Yun Fei roared into the sky, and a breath of air came out.

Honglian, after looking in the room for a long time, all the things in it were knocked over. Apparently, there had been a fight in the room. These innocent villagers were all killed with a knife.

After looking for a long time, I couldn't see Bruce Lee, the grandson of Uncle Erhu. Yun Fei returned to the grass room where he slept, and there was no trace of the ancient sword and the Xuanyue cheats at the head of the bed, but fortunately, the five-colored stone Yunfei was still around his neck.

"Who is the murderer, why did you slaughter the village?" Ling'er thought. She and Yun Fei had only been staying in Xuanyue Village for two nights, but they didn't expect the disaster to come.

What kind villagers! In the face of these dead villagers, Yunfei and they were full of resentment. They really wanted to take revenge, but they were all mortals, and they didn't have any kung fu cultivation. Thinking of this, the three of them were immersed in pain and uneasy for a long time.