The ferryman smiled again and said, "I don't ask you where you come from, you leave here immediately, put on the table, chairs, cups, tea, and water, and let's go!"

When the old man in the yellow robe heard this, his face changed again, and he finally ordered his subordinates to pay the money, take the young master, and leave in a hurry.

After the troublemakers left, the singer didn't know when to escape, and the painting pavilion became much more spacious, but Wang Chuan and the others still didn't dare to relax.

The ferryman was wearing straw sandals, still smoking dry tobacco by himself, and he didn't seem to see Wang Chuan and the others, Wang Chuan frowned and decided to come forward.

However, some people couldn't bear it anymore, so they came out first, and the scholar said politely: "Juniors, I thank the seniors for their help, and dare to ask the seniors' names, so that the juniors can thank you in the future?"

The old man knocked the cigarette gun in his hand, then hung it up, turned around, looked at the three of them, stared at them for a while, and then said with a smile: "The old man lives by ferrying every day, people call me the boatman, I am used to the life on the boat, I have long forgotten the red tape of the rivers and lakes, you might as well go to the ugly boat, how about it?"

Wang Chuan and the others looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

The scholar opened his voice and said: "The will of the seniors, the juniors and others should obey themselves, and the seniors should ask for it first." ”

The ferryman smiled, the shadow of the wind floated, the people had disappeared, goodbye to the bow of the boat, a ferryman, standing lonely on the bow of the boat, facing them, smiling and waiting.

Wang Chuan and the others were dark again, this person's skills were wonderful.

Wang Chuan confessed, flew out of the terrace, and fell towards the boat like a crane, with an elegant posture. Subsequently, the big man in Tsing Yi and the scholars all performed their own wonderful methods and flew down, among which the big man in Tsing Yi was the most relaxed, and the scholars seemed to be a little struggling, and they were able to move and cultivate at a glance.

After the three of them fell, the ferryman got off the boat, picked up the penny on the boat, supported the boat, and was about to leave, Wang Chuan suddenly remembered something, suddenly got up, took out a silver tael from his arms, and bounced it to the place where he had just drunk.

A few people left, and then a group of officers and soldiers wearing official uniforms came, noisily rushing into the painting building, but found nothing, and after the leader checked, he had no choice but to leave.

It was not early, revealing red cheeks, and the red sun turned into egg yolks in the west, and countless colorful clouds slowly flowed through the air.

Wang Chuan was a little drunk when he saw the sunset, he met three more people in this world, the big man in Tsing Yi, Cao Mang. Scholar, Li Wentao. There is also the old boatman, whose real name is now unknown.

The old boatman, gentle and kind, they talked about a lot of things, especially martial arts, the ferryman is worthy of being a hermit, and his views on martial arts are even more insightful, so that Wang Chuan and the three of them are deeply respected.

After several people separated, they went on their own roads.

Wang Chuan changed the route to get on the boat, the boat traveled to a remote place, Wang Chuan asked the distance, showed the exercises on the trail and traveled quickly, the city of Jin, Wang Chuan ran in the no-man's land, occasionally saw hard-working farmers, still working in the field.

Unconsciously, he arrived at the small village in the western suburbs of Jincheng - Zhang's village, this village, the people who live in it, almost all of them are surnamed Zhang, they are all ordinary farmers, only one surnamed Liu, and it is a large family, the village environment is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is still good.

"Hey, why is there a crowd gathering in front of you, and there is a faint voice of a young woman who is sad. Wang Chuan saw it from afar, and it was not too late to think about it, should he go and see what was going on?

Just as he was hesitating, an old farmer covered in mud came back from the field with a farm tool and passed by Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan immediately stopped, hugged his fists and said, "Old man, please stay, dare to ask what is so noisy ahead?"

The old man stopped, looked at Wang Chuan, and saw that it was a handsome handsome man, gentle and elegant, and said, "It was a hard-working family, the man died, only a widow and two children remained, at this moment, it was the creditor who came to ask for a loan, but unfortunately they were already surrounded by four walls, destitute, how to get this money, no, the debtor will use the girl to offset the loan, alas!" The old man sighed and left, leaving Wang Chuan, who was left, with injustice in his heart.

"In that case, I have to go!" Wang Chuan's eyes flickered, and he said resolutely.

At this moment, among the group of people, a poor peasant woman, crying, completely kneeling on the ground, next to her was a thin young man, with a thin face and thin muscles, deep eye sockets, dirty body, childish, leaning on her mother's side, holding her mother, her eyes were not sad, but full of a chilling hatred, and on the other side of the peasant woman, was a girl dressed in plain clothes, here, the girl was crying, except crying, nothing else, as if she had nothing to rely on in this world, and bad luck began from here.

Among the crowd, there were a few people, silk shoes, silk clothes, wearing gold and silver, white faces and fat bodies, just arrogant and condescending.

Among these people, a slightly fat man pointed at the woman on the ground with a thick, fat-covered hand, and said proudly: "I think of you as a woman, lonely and helpless, my master will not accept your loan, as long as your daughter goes back with me and becomes a subordinate in the Liu family." But you are still crying like this, playing scoundrels, how can this be done, slut, I don't know what to do. ”

"Li Fu, please read above the affection that my husband took you before his death, you can go to Naliu's house and speak well, and beg him for a few days, when I have collected enough money, I will definitely pay it back to you, please, don't take my daughter、、、" The peasant woman knelt on the ground and cried.

The onlookers sighed, but no one dared to stand up and lend a helping hand.

"Hmph, don't be ignorant, if I hadn't persuaded Master Liu to lower your family's land endowment, your family would have become a starving ghost, and now I have come up with such a good way for you, you still push back and stop, crying and crying, it's really a poor man's short-sightedness, ignorant of things, hum! Let me tell you, today the lord of the Liu family put down his words, you have to take away your daughter, what you say is useless, you just obey, besides, what is wrong with the Liu family, the management of brocade clothes and jade food, with the qualifications of your daughter, you will definitely be able to enter the eyes of the lord Liu, gain his favor, and become a concubine. This brocade-clothed man named Li Fu frothed in his mouth.

"No, no, we can't enjoy that blessing, we orphans and widows will live well, as long as you have a few more days, I will definitely raise enough money, Li Fu, please read my husband's life, help your kindness, and please raise your noble hand, don't take revenge." The woman continued to weep.

As soon as he heard the words "grace will take revenge", Li Fu's face changed red, and finally he was angry, pointed to the woman on the ground, and said with red eyes: "Stinky slut, don't talk nonsense, I, Li Fu, have my own blessings from my birth, and have nothing to do with others, I have already repaid the favor of your dead husband, and I have to mention it again, whether you agree or disagree today, either hand over sixty taels of silver, otherwise, let me take your daughter, you can do it yourself, the good words are exhausted, don't blame me for not remembering the old knowledge." ”

The woman on the ground had dried her tears, and choked up to the sky: "Lord Qingtian, please open your eyes and save my hard-working child!" She raised her unkempt bun again, hated Li Fu, glared at her bloodshot eyes and said: "You white-eyed wolf,, aren't you going to take my girl away today, okay, unless you step on me, don't you think, even if I am a terrible ghost after death, I will not let you go." ”

Wang Chuan heard it from afar, sighed deeply, and walked over quickly.

When Li Fu heard this, he was already angry, and suddenly laughed, so angry that he pointed at the widow with a trembling finger and said, "Okay, very good, since this is the case, it will save me just a lot of words, come here, separate their mother and daughter, take this pretty person, and go on the road." ”

When a few little guys heard this, they rolled up their sleeves and immediately stepped forward, and in a few breaths, they forcibly separated them, and it was useless to let them struggle.

At this time, the woman on the ground suddenly held a hairpin with her hand, and the sharp needle was pressed against her neck, and she shouted loudly, "If you dare to be presumptuous, I will die here today, come, come!" she shouted frantically. She shouted and played, tears were gurgling down, and suddenly turned her head to the thin young man beside her who was holding her sleeves, and said tenderly and sadly: "Son, I'm sorry for you, you and my sister are both for my mother's heart, and there is nothing you can do for your mother, you can only show the sky with blood, child!~~" She used her other hand to gently caress the young man's dark cheeks, the mother's love was thick and tear-jerking.

"Mother, don't, don't. I'm willing to go!Mother!~~" Seeing this, the plain girl shouted in horror.

The young man still didn't have a single tear, but his eyes turned to the people around him, calmly, and looked at Li Fu and the others again, never said a word, he finally raised his thin hand, gently wiped his mother's tears, and said in an empty language: "Mother doesn't cry! ”

The child's words made Wang Fu shiver, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

The woman looked at him, hugged the young man, and chuckled with tears: "My children, they are all sensible, I can't bear you for the sake of my mother, you two sisters and brothers must support each other in the future, and don't forget the other person when you are blessed, you must remember." She said, the hairpin, suddenly forced, "No!~~", Wang Chuan shouted, but still a step slow, the hairpin has pierced into her neck, deep in, red blood, gurgling out, splashed the young man's face, splashed red on the clothes of the plain girl, their mother, committed suicide.

"Mother!~~" Seeing this, the plain girl suddenly let out a heart-rending cry, breaking free from this and about to pounce, but her eyes were black and she fainted.

In the eyes of the young man, tears swirled, flowing quietly, the young man trembled, supported his dying mother, and finally opened his mouth to tremble, and shouted: "Mother, what's wrong with you, don't leave Jun'er, mother." He trembled, choked, his face rested on Eniang's face, and tears flowed down to Eniang's forehead, drop after drop.

The crowd in the audience, taken in a lowly status, no one has dared to step forward so far, many women and children, sobbing in a low voice, and the men's eyes reveal hatred.

The mother in her arms was dying, but she was looking forward to it infinitely, and whispered: "Jun'er, you must rescue my sister in the future, you know." You're the only man in the family, good!~~~" The sound gradually faded away, and the vitality began to dissipate.