Although it is the middle of spring and the weather is no longer cold, the humidity at night is still very heavy, so you always have to cover some thin quilts or blankets to keep out the cold.

A land temple.

"Let her go!" A boy of six or seven years old ran up and bit the arm of a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man, who turned his head in pain, kicked the boy to the ground with a backward kick, and the boy was wearing a simple gray-blue dress, and his body was full of broken holes, although there were not many patches, but he could still hide his body.

The boy was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and when he fell to the ground just now, the back of his head hit a stone, and the boy instinctively touched the back of his sore head, which was slimy, and the back of his head was bleeding, but the texture of the human skull was very hard, and the bones were not broken, just some skin trauma, but because he was kicked to the chest just now, he was still stuffy, and he was very dizzy, which was almost not something that a six or seven-year-old child should be able to bear.

But the boy stood up and rushed again.

"What are you still doing in a daze? pull him away, beat me hard, beat me to death, anyway, there is a wild child who has a mother and no mother, and he is killed, if the government investigates, I will bear it alone. ”

That being said, the other two still didn't want to beat him to death, they just pulled him over, one pressed his shoulder, and the other smacked the corners of his mouth desperately, "Stinky beggar, don't you want to live anymore!" After speaking, it was a few more slaps, and the boy didn't seem to have any hope for life, or he was too young, and the concept of life and death was still very vague, although he didn't know how terrible death was, but he should always be afraid of pain, and the boy was not even afraid of pain, so he squirted out the blood in his mouth mixed with saliva, sprayed the face of the man opposite, and a side tooth also popped out.

Although the three men are relatively young, they are dressed like bandits, with a sideways face, and they are born like bad people, they are the kind of people who look scared, and the man who obviously presses on the girl is the boss, at least the eldest of the three men, the boss peeled off the girl's clothes layer by layer, and the boy endured the huge pain at the corner of his mouth and shouted: "Help!

"It's dark now, and it's so far from the residential area, it's useless for you to shout dead, his grandmother!" A younger brother gave the boy another slap, the boy was knocked to the ground, the boy felt that there was a hard object next to his hand, and then probed, it was a machete, the boy remembered, this is when he lived here with the girl every night, used to chop dry wood for fire, very sharp, the boy is a beggar, although he is relatively young, but often fights with others, especially when grabbing food with the same kind, it is inevitable to shoot, so he has a lot of fighting experience, he was quiet, and then a knife slashed at the neck of the man opposite, the man suddenly lost his strength, covered his neck and hurriedly retreated, but how could he cover it, a neck was cut half deep, and the blood flowed out roughlyAfter a while, the man lay on the ground and did not move.

Seeing this, the other one, although his legs were a little weak, but he was not stupid, and his left hand pushed the boy to the ground, and his right hand pressed the boy's right hand with the knife, and shouted in his mouth: "Boss, Bangzi is dead." ”

"I'm not blind, I can't see! I have suffered a loss tonight, and I must have to operate on this girl. In fact, he didn't plan to let go of this girl at all, in fact, Bangzi didn't die, he was bound to violate this thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, and the girl was stripped by him and only had a belly pocket.

The girl is very handsome, but at this time, what vulgar and ugly, unbearable words are scolded.

Suddenly, nearly twenty people walked into the temple gate, it turned out to be Pang Qiushui and his party, Pang Qiushui originally went out of the mountain to go to Lijiazhuang, and the spies came to report, Li Shihe and Tang Yuan, an old swordsman in Lijiazhuang, often had correspondence, in order to find Li Shihe, he had to "disturb" The teacher hoped to get some news from him, but the road was far away, and he didn't rush to the next town before dark, so he had to plan to stay in this land temple for a while, and suddenly saw such an unbearable scene, Pang Qiushui instantly understood the reason for the matter, drew his sword, flew through the air, and stuck it in the back of the head.

"Fuck, which bastard stabbed Lao Tzu. The head of the left hand pulled out the long sword behind his back, because of the pain, the mouth made a "sizzle" inhalation sound, this head, because of the injury on the back can only turn around slowly, he first saw his remaining little brothers, although this person is still pressing the boy, but the body and expression are frozen there, looking out of the door blankly, the head through the faint fire in the temple, found that there are many people standing outside.

He understood, the sword just now was stabbed by them, the leader slowly stood up, facing outside the temple gate, he knew that he was not a person who practiced martial arts, just an ordinary hooligan ruffian, even if the people outside did not know martial arts, they couldn't beat them in groups, not to mention that each of them carried a sword in his hand, it was obvious that he had the art to reincarnate himself, plus the sword just now was stabbed in all directions, and the gang husband was still very good. was immediately frightened, "plopped", and knelt on the ground, "Heroes, spare your life, I will never dare to do this kind of thing in the future, if you do it again, it is better for pigs and dogs." ”

"I'm afraid you're not going to be a pig or a dog. Pang Qiushui said coldly.

This leader is not a fool, of course he understands what Pang Qiushui means, at this time the girl behind him has already dressed and stood up, and the only remaining brother of this leader also let go of the little boy in his hand. Without waiting for Pang Qiushui to say the second sentence, the little boy knelt and turned around, and slashed at the gangster's left leg, and the gangster screamed in pain, but he didn't dare to fight back, gritted his teeth, and scolded: "His ancestor's is really raised by a son of a bitch." The voice was so small that only he could hear, and then he knelt down and kowtowed, but did not say a word.

"Do you want to die or live?" Pang Qiushui's language was still cold.

"I want to live. The two said in unison.

"Can't keep them alive. The little boy shouted.

Pang Qiushui interrupted the little boy's words: "I don't want to kill today, but only one of you can live, you decide for yourself." ”

"Don't leave any of them!" the little boy shouted again, the little boy ran to the little girl, the girl held the boy's hand, and looked at Pang Qiushui quietly, with tears still on her face.

The leader of the gangsters said: "Gongzi, don't fight with me, I will give your wife a pension to the end." ”

"Why did I die, I didn't do anything, I just looked at the boy, but I didn't do anything obscene, and you just asked me to kill the little boy, and I didn't do it. ”

Pang Qiushui understood the content of their conversation, and with a slight wave of his right hand, the saber next to the gangster leader flew up, wiped on the gangster's neck, and killed him with a sword.

"I'll do what I say, get out of here, get out as far as possible. ”

Another gangster named Pole climbed out with a belt and gradually disappeared.

The boy didn't run over to Pang Qiushui to say some words of thanks, his expression was a little displeased, Pang Qiushui knew what was on his mind, he was complaining that Pang Qiushui had just let go of a person, the girl came over belatedly, although he was also wearing beggar's clothes, but he still couldn't hide his beautiful and handsome face, otherwise an ordinary beggar would not have attracted hooligans, it turned out that this girl was targeted during the day, until the evening, away from the citizens, these three people did not do it, and the one that ran away was not a good thing, he wanted to wait for the boss to finish, and then pick up a leak by himself, although the little boy was young, his heart was like a mirror, so he complained about Pang Qiushui.

"Thank you for your rescue, the little girl can't repay it, and I am willing to make cattle and horses for you. Jing Fang observed his words and looks, and found that the master had a slight smile on his face, and Jing Fang knew that the master had made a big move, and then took advantage of the situation and asked softly, "Master, what do you mean?"

"I want to take these two children as my apprentices. Pang Qiushui stroked his beard.

Although Jing Fang knew that the master would make a big move, he didn't expect it to be so big, and he was stunned for a while, but Jing Fang was smart after all, so he immediately relieved himself and said, "Master wants to accept you as an apprentice, are you willing?"

The two children were also stunned for a while, it was still a few years older than the girl, and their minds turned quickly, and they immediately knelt down: "I do! I can clean, do laundry, cook, everything, let me do anything." "The girl is telling the truth, no matter what she does, as long as she has food, drink, shelter and clothes to wear, she is better than being a beggar, being a beggar, it is difficult to cover her body, she is not full, she is cold in winter and hot in summer, cold weather, curled up all night, hot weather, mosquito bites all night.

When the boy saw the girl kneeling, he also bent his legs and threw himself on the ground.

"I won't let you do chores, I want you to learn martial arts, as long as you kowtow to me a few times, you will recognize this master. ”

The two children didn't say a word, and kowtowed eight or nine times in a row.

"Enough, enough. "Pancho waterway.

Jing Fang and the other disciples didn't understand that Master had always been strict in accepting disciples, so how could it be so easy today.

In fact, this starts with a sad past when Pang Qiushui was a child, Pang Qiushui was a child of a poor family since he was a child, his mother died when he was three years old, and then his father disappeared when he was four or five years old and left him. A child who grows up in the slums, who matures earlier than the average child, finds himself unable to live on official handouts, because without his parents, the handouts will not reach him.