After that, he rode on the white horse and gradually walked away, and in the process of riding to the Shaolin Temple, Long Xiaotian kept thinking about one thing in his mind.

"Why are we Han and Mongols the same people, why can't we be the same as the same status? Why should we Han people be slaves to the Mongols?"

When he recalled how the Mongols invaded the Great Song Dynasty and killed the people of the Great Song Dynasty, and how they later divided the Han people in the south into ranks and listed them as the lowest ethnic group, he couldn't help but clench his fists, and a wave of nationalist feelings and blood suddenly surged into his heart, and he remembered the story of the White Lotus uprising that his master often told him, and seemed to see a glimmer of light.

So he said to himself: "The purpose of the White Lotus Sect uprising is not only to overthrow the Yuan Dynasty, but also to save the people and change the fate of the Han people, if the uprising can be successful, then the people of the Han nationality can live and work in peace and contentment, and no longer have to be slaves of the Mongols, killed or oppressed by the Mongols at will, so as to establish an ideal world, so I have to hurry up to finish these heroic posts, so that the martial arts factions can form an alliance with the White Lotus Sect as soon as possible, and save the people and change the fate of the people as soon as possible." ”

With this idea in mind, Long Xiaotian rode his horse and galloped until he stopped when he passed another village.

The poor people in this village are also everywhere, but they are relatively wealthy compared to the village they passed by, because there is a river here, which is still inexhaustible even in the event of a drought.

At this time, Long Xiaotian was already hungry, and just as he wanted to find a restaurant in the village and wanted to eat something, he remembered that all the money in his pocket had been given to those poor people who were starving, but he was really hungry! He needed to eat very much, and if he didn't eat, he wouldn't even be able to walk, so he decided to find a family to beg for food and try his luck.

When he walked to the door of one of the households, he said to a middle-aged man in rags and with a turban wrapped around his head: "This eldest brother, because I am in a hurry, the silver taels on my body have been spent. ”

The strong man nodded slightly expressionlessly, and said, "Please come inside! I still have a few unfinished meals in the house, which is just enough to do." ”

For the generosity of this strong man, Long Xiaotian felt an indescribable gratitude in his heart, for him who was hungry now, it was undoubtedly a relief in the snow, and he hurriedly attacked his arm and said, "Thank you for this big brother." ”

"You're welcome, come in and eat!"

In the strong man's house, Long Xiaotian devoured the food on the table, and after eating, he burped contentedly, but saw that the strong man at this time was looking at the ground in a daze with a helpless face, and he was still holding a woman's clothes in his hand.

So Long Xiaotian stepped forward with a curious look and asked, "Big brother, is this dress your wife's? May I ask her? Why don't you see her with you?"

The strong man lowered his head expressionlessly, and replied with the same look of concern: "She has gone to the Mongolian security chief." ”

"Why did she go to the Mongolian security chief?"

The strong man turned his face at this time, looked at Long Xiaotian's face helplessly and said: " It seems that you are from out of town, and you don't know anything about the situation here, our village is run by a Mongolian sheriff, who often oppresses the people in our village on weekdays, and forces our people here to pay taxes every year for no reason, and anyone who does not pay taxes will be killed by him, and this sheriff is very lustful, and he requires every woman in the village to marry must sleep with him the day before marriage, and dedicate the first night of the wedding to him. ”

When he heard the strong man say this, Long Xiaotian interrupted the strong man with an angry face.

"There is such a shameless thing, damnable, really hateful. ”

At this time, the strong man continued: "Originally, my fiancée and I were about to get married, but according to the rules of the village, my wife must sleep with the Mongolian chief today. ”

"Damn, this Mongolian security chief is really shameless, why don't you resist when he oppresses you villagers so much?"

"It's useless to resist, now that the Mongols are in power, we Han people are no different from livestock in their eyes, so we can only swallow our anger and let them do whatever they want. This has been the case in our village for many years, so the first child born to a woman in my village had to be thrown to death, which was also a helpless move. ”

At this time, Long Xiaotian was completely enraged by the actions of this security chief in the mouth of the strong man, and he decided to meet this hateful Mongolian security chief in person, and give him some color by the way.

"Big brother, I'll help you get your fiancée tonight, and punish that bastard by the way. ”

But the strong man was already well aware of the personal situation of the Mongolian security chief, and he didn't dare to let Long Xiaotian take this risk.

"No, I advise you not to send him to death, the chief of the village lives in a courtyard at the head of the village, there are many Mongolian warriors in it to protect him, you will only be sent to death if you go in, and the people of our whole village dare not touch a single hair of him, let alone you. ”

But Long Xiaotian knew his martial arts and strength very well, so he didn't take the words of the strong man to heart, he said very confidently: "Don't worry! Big brother, I am a disciple of the Huashan faction, I have learned the swordsmanship of the Huashan faction since I was a child, and it is not a problem to deal with a few Mongolian warriors at all, I will definitely find a way to rescue your fiancée! ”

When the strong man saw that Long Xiaotian said this, he was so sure and confident, not to mention that he didn't want his fiancée to be ruined by the Mongolian security chief, so he accepted Long Xiaotian's love.

"Okay, but be careful. ”

"No problem, I'll be careful, and can I know your name, big brother, and your fiancée's name, so I can save people." ”

"My name is Zhang Xiong, my fiancée's name is Wang Sisi, and the head of the body's house is in a big house twenty miles north of here. ”

"Got it, Brother Zhang, I will definitely let your fiancée come back unscathed to reunite with you. ”

After that, he picked up the sword and walked out of the door, but at this time he remembered something, so he turned back to Zhang Xiong and said, "By the way, Brother Zhang, you have to prepare a letter for me, and it is better to put a token in the letter, otherwise I am afraid that your fiancée will not believe me." ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

After a while, Zhang Xiong handed the written letter to Long Xiaotian, and after Long Xiaotian took the letter, he came to a big somersault and rode on the back of the white whirlwind's horse, and then shouted "driving", and the horse was like a whirlwind that had just blown, carrying Long Xiaotian and disappearing in Zhang Xiong's sight.

At this time, Zhang Xiong looked at the back of Long Xiaotian riding the white whirlwind, and couldn't help but praise: "Good horse, good horse, what a great horse!"

Just before Long Xiaotian rode the white whirlwind to the Bao Chang's mansion, several Mongolian soldiers under the Bao Chang's hand were violently breaking into a house, and a Mongolian soldier led by him kicked open the door of the house, grabbed the collar of the head of the house, and said viciously: "Quickly hand over the twenty stone tax grain owed this month." ”

The Mongol soldier grabbed him by the collar was a frail old man with a small white beard on his chin and a head full of white hair like silver threads, and beside him a boy who looked to be only six years old.

"Master Jun, please do it! My family's grain was requisitioned by the officers and soldiers a few days ago, and now there are only two stones of grain for our grandfather and grandson to live! My son and daughter-in-law starved to death because they couldn't eat, and they really couldn't hand in any food! Please, Master Jun, okay!"

The old man's tone sounded like a pleading, but it could not awaken the compassion in the hearts of the Mongolian soldiers, they had long since annihilated the most basic conscience of human nature in their daily oppression of the Han people, and after listening to the old man's words, they pushed the old man to the ground without saying a word, and then a beating, and the old man's grandson was crying helplessly.

It wasn't until the old man was beaten and spat blood from his mouth and turned his back to the sky that the Mongolian soldier at the head scolded: "I think you are tired of living old immortal thing! If it weren't for the fact that you were not yet sixty years old, you should have been sent to the tomb of the living to die." You dare not pay taxes and grain, and still pretend to be pitiful here, do you think you can deceive us in this way?"