The sound of breathing came from the kitchen.

The two pushed open the door and saw a boy of eleven or twelve asleep against the stove.

"Little barbarian!" Yan Shan looked excited, but there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

This young man's name is Zhang Ye, and he was born with divine powers, so he has the nickname "Little Barbarian". His home is in Zhangjia Village in the east of the city, and he is the child of the couple who introduced Yanshan to work at the Qingyuan Inn.

When Yan Shan was eleven years old, he wandered to Zhangjia Village, and when the villagers saw that he was lonely and helpless, they often helped him. He was also very sensible, helping the villagers with some farm work or going to the mountains to chop a few bundles of firewood in return. In this way, the land temple in Zhangjiacun became his home, and he lived a simple and happy life here for two years. After that, he moved to live in a cave in the mountain behind the Taiping Palace in the Shangqing Dynasty, and often brought some wild meat back to give to the villagers.

Zhang Ye rubbed his eyes, and saw that it was Yan Shan, and in an instant, tears poured out like a flash flood, and the heart-rending cry made people shudder, and choked up: "Brother Yan, something happened in the village!"

Yan Shan was anxious, but he tried his best to restrain himself, gently patted Zhang Ye's shoulder, and asked, "Tell Brother Yan what happened in the village?"

Zhang Ye wiped the tears from his face and said with sobs: "My father and mother are dead, and the people in the village are dead, and they were killed by the bandits of Hutou Mountain. ”

Yan Shan's heart was shocked, like a thunderbolt falling on a sunny day, and tears couldn't help but flow.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

After about a cup of tea, Yan Shan came to his senses, his expression was solemn, his eyes were firm, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Brother Yan will definitely avenge your father and mothers and fellow villagers!"

"And me!" Zhang Ye clenched his fists and nodded heavily. Then he recounted what had happened.

This morning, a few friends were playing hide and seek in the woods outside the village. Zhang Ye hid in the thick trunk of a large tree. After a long time, no one could find it. He was so triumphant that he fell asleep on the trunk of a tree with the joy of victory.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Ye was awakened by the sound of horses' hooves. He looked up and saw more than a hundred men with ghost-headed knives riding into the village. The person at the head he had seen on the bounty order was none other than Wang Hu, the leader of Hutou Mountain. Then, the village continued to shout and kill, and heart-rending cries came and went.

Zhang Ye's body was trembling, his heart was dripping blood, and several bloody scratches appeared on the trunk.

In less than an hour, the village was silent, dead silent.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually disappeared, and Zhang Ye fell directly from the tree, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, and staggered back to the entrance of the village. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, he completely collapsed. He didn't go home, nor did he enter the village, but ran to the Qingyuan Inn in one go, his eldest brother Yan was his only hope at the moment.

Looking at the messy inn, his eldest brother Yan was not there, and fatigue and hunger instantly crushed the twelve-year-old boy. He reluctantly walked to the kitchen, nibbled on two steamed buns, and fell asleep.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. But even so, grief is inevitable. An inexplicable pain welled up in her heart, and Li Ruoxian wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her sleeve.

Yan Shan wiped away Zhang Ye's tears and said slowly: "Brother Yan will avenge your father and mother and fellow villagers tomorrow!"

Yan Shan knew in his heart that all this must be inseparable from Zhao Wenshan, and he couldn't help but worry about Xu Shopkeeper and them.

"Tomorrow, I want to wash Hutou Mountain in blood. Yan Shan's expression was calm, and his voice was cold and firm.

Li Ruoxian nodded and said, "I'll go with you." ”

Yan Shan shook his head slightly, and said, "Eliminate the evil, tomorrow you and the little barbarian will hide under the Tiger Head Mountain, and act when the opportunity arises." ”

Although they only got along for just two days, Li Ruoxian admired Yan Shan's thoughts and calculations from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't say more.

Yan Shan went back to the cave again, it will be a hard battle, and he needs a weapon to take advantage of.

The next morning, a young man in a coarse cloth shirt appeared at the gate of the county office, holding a rusty long sword in his hand, claiming that he would receive a reward order and go to Hutou Mountain to kill Wang Hu. This young man is none other than Yan Shan.

The official at the door glanced at Yan Shan and chuckled, but he didn't bother to take care of it.

A cold gaze swept over several officials, and they didn't realize that they shivered, and one of them hurried in to report it.

After a short time, three people came out of the inner office.

The leader wears a black veil and a turquoise robe, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but he has an indescribable majesty. This person is Song Yi of Zhongnan Zhi County. There was a person standing on Song Yi's left, dressed as a military attaché, and it was Zhao Wenshan, the boy in white. The official on Song Yi's right hand pointed at Yanshan and said, "Two adults, it is this young man who wants to receive the reward order." ”

Song Yi looked at Yan Shan, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Aren't you the shopkeeper of the Qingyuan Inn?"

Yan Shan nodded and said with a light smile: "I didn't expect Song Zhixian to remember the villain." ”

Song Yi was originally the magistrate of the Northern Song Dynasty, and later the mountains and rivers fell, and he became the magistrate of the Jin State for the people of the county, who was upright and selfless.

Song Yi sighed, his expression was gloomy, and said, "You come with me." ”

Yan Shan's heart tightened, and he followed.

The group came to the county morgue.

The moment the white cloth covering the deceased was lifted, Yan Shan collapsed to the ground. Shopkeeper Xu, the little dog and the fat dun, they are all here.

Song Yi patted Yan Shan's shoulder and said softly: "The dead are gone, you have to live strongly." ”

Yan Shan asked in a deep voice, "How did they die?"

Song Yi said sadly: "On the official road twenty miles north of the city, it is like a thief robbing money and killing people. ”

Yan Shan wiped away his tears and said firmly: "Lord Song, I want to go to Hutou Mountain to get rid of thieves." ”

Song Yi was a little hesitant.

Yan Shan continued: "Yesterday at noon, Zhangjia Village in the east of the city was slaughtered, and only one child escaped by luck, and he saw with his own eyes that Wang Hu of Hutou Mountain led people to do it. ”

When Song Yi heard this, his heart shook violently, he stumbled, and almost fell. Zhao Wenshan hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Song Yi gently pushed away Zhao Wenshan's arm, straightened up, and said in a deep voice: "County Lieutenant Zhao listens to the order!"

Zhao Wenshan hurriedly saluted and said, "My subordinates are here!"

"Quickly gather people and horses, and together with this little brother, exterminate the bandits in Hutou Mountain!"

"Obey!" At the moment of turning around, a smug smile appeared on Zhao Wenshan's face.

When Zhao Wenshan walked away, Song Yi took out a dragon-shaped jade pendant with a simple texture from his arms and handed it to Yan Shan, saying: "When I found the shopkeeper Xu, he kept holding this jade pendant in his hand, which must have a special meaning. I'll give it to you now, and you'll pass it on to his family later."

Yan Shan took the dragon-shaped jade pendant and bowed deeply to Song Yi.

Song Yi glanced at Yan Shan meaningfully, and said inexplicably: "Most of the soldiers are innocent, you go!"

Yan Shan's mind was quick, and he instantly understood the meaning of this statement. But at the same time, he suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this person at all. However, Song Yi was obviously helping him, and for him, that was enough.