The priest laughed, "Silly boy, your real name is Aleqiu, have you forgotten? These things are toys from your childhood, come and see." Feng Miaoqing stepped forward, sat down opposite the priest with great courage, and casually picked up the shabby dolls, windmills and other small objects on the table and looked at them carefully for a while, and a strange feeling was inexplicably born in her heart. She raised her head and looked at him suspiciously, and said calmly: "Old monster, what kind of idea are you fighting?" ”

The old chief priest sighed, stood up, and said sadly: "Silly girl, you were still young at that time, and you probably forgot many things. Your real name is Aleqiu, I am your grandfather, and no one else has told you about your life experience?" Feng Miaoqing said lightly: "I am Han, not a servant, I have a grandfather, but his old man has passed away." What the hell did you do to Brother Lu?"

The old priest saw that she was concerned about Xiao Yunfan, and said lightly: "Don't worry, that kid brought my granddaughter back to me, I am grateful that he is too late, how can he kill him?" Hearing the priest say not to kill Xiao Yunfan, Feng Miaoqing's heart felt a little stable, but she still refused to rest assured after all who had not seen Xiao Yunfan.

Xiao Yunfan was locked in a stone room, his hands and feet were shackled, and he walked with a clattering sound. The shackles were made of steel, and he couldn't break them even when his internal strength was at its peak, and now there was nothing he could do. He sat cross-legged on the ground and leaned against the edge of the stone wall and pondered: "This priest is so strange that if we disturb the sacrifice to the gods with his temperament, he will surely put him to death." But what was his purpose in sparing my life? Miss Feng didn't know what happened, did this old monster embarrass her. ”

Just as he was thinking about it, there was the sound of heavy footsteps outside the iron fence. Xiao Yunfan turned his head to glance and saw a burly servant strong man, holding an oil lamp in one hand and a food box on the ground in the other, turning around and leaving. Xiao Yunfan was about to talk to him, but the figure of the man had disappeared outside an iron door.

He reached out and grabbed the pancake from the wooden plate, chewed it heavily, and said to himself, "This servant is very strange, and the priest is even more strange. Forget it, it's in vain to think so much, it's better to fill your stomach first and then plan to get out. ”

After two or three days like this, he couldn't help but feel anxious. When I walked back and forth, I had some calculations in my heart. Inside the stone prison, there was no fire, and it was dark. On weekdays, except for food delivery, no one comes here. He rubbed the iron chain against the wall to create sparks, and used the rags and lint on his clothes to draw out the fire. He also set aside a portion of the meat he had sent to refine the fat.

In a groove in the ground, grease was poured and a lamp was lit. In order to prevent the person who delivered the food from noticing, he tore his close-fitting garment into strips of cloth and tied them into a long rope. And he left half of the gruel and vegetable soup he drank each time, and spread it on the long rope. Over time, the long rope became both strong and flexible.

On the seventh day, he estimated that the food delivery man was coming, and had already thrown a rope along the iron fence. The iron door was pushed open, and the man strode in with the food box, without looking underground. Xiao Yunfan tightened the end of the rope and pulled it hard, and the rope loop on the ground shrank, covering the big man's left leg. The big man fell to the ground with a thud, and in a panic, he hurriedly drew his waist knife to cut the rope.

Xiao Yunfan stepped up his hand and dragged the big man with one leg towards the iron fence. When the big man's whole body was dragged over, he stretched out his arm and grabbed the big man's chest and robbed him, and hit the iron grille, and the man fainted.

He picked up his waist knife and slashed at the chain, and with a bang, sparks flew everywhere, and the chain was not damaged. After a while, the two guards who were guarding the prison did not come out for a long time, and guessed that something was going on.

The two walked in with torches, and saw the big man who delivered the food lying on the ground. A man sticks a torch into a hole in the stone wall. When he stepped forward to see that there was no one in the iron fence, he was taken aback, and the person who came leaned down to check the life and death of the person who delivered the food, and the other person took out the key from his waist, opened the iron fence, and walked in.

Suddenly, Xiao Yunfan fell from the top of his head, and before the man came back to his senses, he was ridden by Xiao Yunfan on his shoulder, and Tianling covered it with a palm, and fell down softly. When his companion saw this, he drew his sword and pounced like a tiger. Xiao Yunfan sent his companion forward, and with a thud the two of them collided with each other, Xiao Yunfan circled behind him, and slammed the knife in his hand on the back of the man's head, and the guard also fell.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and groped in their arms by the light of the fire, without the key to unlock the handcuffs and shackles.

At the moment, he pondered: "This old monster is really cunning, and the key must be in his hand." "The three guards were innocent after all, and he couldn't bear to harm their lives and didn't hurt the killer. He tied the three of them into a ball, and stuffed them with walnuts in their mouths. He took the torch from the wall and went out of prison.

He had only walked a few steps to a stone bridge, and the high priest was standing opposite him, staring straight at him. Xiao Yunfan's heart sank: "This person's martial arts are several times higher than mine, it seems that it is really not easy to leave this time." At that moment, he smiled and said loudly: "Haha, senior, finally willing to see me." ”

The old priest was quite surprised, "Good boy, I actually escaped for you." Xiao Yunfan smiled and said: "If it weren't for the seniors to give the juniors a chance, I'm afraid I would have to stay in this cell for a while." The old priest said coldly: "What happened to the three things that didn't make it?" Xiao Yunfan said: "Those three benevolent brothers are really sleeping in prison. ”

The old priest raised a hand and threw it forward. Xiao Yunfan reached out to catch the thing he tossed, and opened his palm to see that it was a bronze key. Xiao Yunfan smiled: "It seems that the old-timers are planning to let me go, but what about my cousin?"

The old priest walked slowly across the stone bridge, came to him, and said, "I let you go because you brought my granddaughter back to me. Xiao Yunfan said strangely: "The seniors don't understand what the seniors say. ”

Then the priest said, "Come with me." ”

Xiao Yunfan used the key to open the handcuffs and shackles and threw them on the ground. Then he followed the priest. The two of them rounded several forks in the road and came to a stone room. The old priest sat down at a stone table and pointed to a painting on the wall. Xiao Yunfan looked fixedly, and there was a portrait of a woman hanging on the wall. The woman in the painting wears a silver ornament with a collar around her neck, a blue embroidered dress on her upper body, and a pleated skirt on her lower body. The eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Feng Miaoqing, but the difference is that there is a black mole on the woman's chin in the painting.

Xiao Yunfan saw that the paper was old and yellowed, and it was definitely not made overnight. asked: "The painting that the seniors showed to the younger generations, the person in the painting is somewhat similar to Sister Qing." But there are also people in the world who look alike, how do the old-timers mean to conclude that Sister Qing is your granddaughter?"

The old priest picked up the flask on the table, poured himself a glass, and drained it in one gulp. He exhaled and said, "There are people who look alike, but there is a butterfly-shaped birthmark on her back that cannot be changed." The woman in this picture is my wife, and she has a birthmark like this on her back. My daughter has it too. I let someone check it, and I can't be wrong. That's why I deduced that she was my granddaughter. ”

Xiao Yunfan grabbed the wine glass on the table, drank a glass as well, and said slowly: "When the old-timer said this, there were still some doubts in my heart. The old priest touched the beard under his chin and said, "You want to ask why since she is my granddaughter, why did she fall into the hands of the Han people?" Xiao Yunfan nodded.

The old priest closed his eyes and said slowly, "Iniquity, iniquity. The old man lost his wife at an early age, and he had a son and a daughter under his knees. The little girl looks similar to my deceased wife, and I love her even more. In the eyes of our servants, boys and girls are not like you Han people.

When the little girl was in the stream of Huanyi, she met a Han man covered in wounds, she took the Han man home to recuperate, and the two had feelings for each other. We servants never intermarried with Han Chinese, and when this Han man asked me to marry a little girl, I refused him. Unexpectedly, the little girl was bewitched by him and eloped with this Han man behind my back. The two of them went incognito, and later had a child. This child is what you call your sister.

One day, the little girl and the Han man came back with the child, hoping to gain my understanding. At that time, I was so angry that I had to kill this Han man. In addition, my youngest son is ignorant and has called the clansmen to come with him, even if I have the heart to let the two of them go, the clan rules will not allow it.

The people tied them to a stone pillar and burned them at the stake. I desperately pleaded with my clansmen to save my daughter and the little guy, who was later killed by my people, and I ...... My daughter couldn't think about it, so she was martyred......"

At this, the old priest's eyes were full of tears, and he gripped a porcelain cup with one hand, and held the porcelain cup into powder, and the bright red blood fell on the table one by one. Xiao Yunfan sighed and said, "What about later?" The old priest choked up: "Later, those Ming troops broke through the walled city of our servants and set a fire. I was separated from my granddaughter, and my youngest son was killed by the Han Chinese. The old man was lucky enough to save a life at that time.

Unexpectedly, in the future, I met a Han man with extremely high martial arts, and he took pity on me, so he passed on a martial arts ......" said, he suppressed his sadness. looked at Xiao Yunfan in a daze and said, "I can see my granddaughter's affection for your kid, but I don't like you, old man, so please stay away from my granddaughter." ”

Xiao Yunfan said: "My affairs are not worrying about my predecessors, as for Miss Feng's affairs, she will not recognize you or not." The old priest said angrily: "It seems that you are determined not to listen to my advice?" Xiao Yunfan met his gaze and smiled: "I rescued her from death row, where were you when she was most helpless?" The old priest stretched out his hand and slapped it on the table, roaring: "It seems that your kid refuses to listen to me." ”

The light shone on Xiao Yunfan's cheeks, his eyes sparkled, and he only heard him say slowly: "We have no right to make decisions for Miss Feng, and she has to decide her own affairs." ”