Riding a horse on the land of Saibei, every pore on the little witch's body is fresh, and every inch of skin is happy. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info young and beautiful little face is filled with a fresh smile, she sometimes gallops on horseback, chasing the hare and roe muntjac between the mountain roads, sometimes looking at the white pigeon and snow geese flying in the sky, laughing loudly, leading to singing.

Geng Jingzhong was also ignited by the enthusiasm of the little witch, and his heart was full of happy rhythm, and he closely drove the horse to follow the little witch.

In April, the spring is cold, and the snow has not disappeared, although Geng Jingzhong and the little witch are dressed in light furs, they can still appreciate the slightest chill.

There are a few branches of cold plums on the field from time to time, proud and cold, with buds blooming, and also adding a little bright color to the lonely northern heaven and earth out of thin air.

The snow beaver in the Tianshan Mountains has already broken free from the arms of the little witch, frolicking and playing on the snow field, sometimes jumping on the branches, sometimes jumping in front of the horse, sometimes driving out the fox rabbit, and sometimes frightening the pheasant and snow goose. It's like a naughty and naughty child, in the heaven and earth of the northern country, releasing all the childlike fun and innocence in his body.

Geng Jingzhong sped up the speed of the horse, walked side by side with the little witch, saw the little witch's face flushed with excitement, and said happily: "In a few dozen miles, you will arrive at the Luoma Villa, and then I will invite you to eat roe de deer meat and drink flying dragon soup, which are the best delicacy in the mountains!"

"Okay, okay, Brother Geng!" the little witch was even more happy. "Then let's speed up!" said he whipped his horse and galloped first.

Geng Jingzhong also accompanied the horse, and the snow beaver in the Tianshan Mountains was not willing to lag behind when he saw this, and struggled to be the first.

Two horsemen and a raccoon, three points and one line, moving forward quickly in the vast northern snowfield.

It was almost evening, Geng Jingzhong and the little witch finally came to Luoma Villa, and before entering the village, they smelled a rich smell of burnt, and wisps of black smoke rose from the village.

Whose house was on fire, Geng Jingzhong judged, and sped up the speed of the horse, he wanted to go and see the competition.

Quickly and finally arrived at the location of the fire, Geng Jingzhong was stupid, the courtyard with a trace of green smoke and the fire was clearly the Geng family's compound......

Geng Jingzhong turned over and dismounted, and went straight inside, followed by the little witch with the Tianshan snow beaver in her arms.

The courtyard is full of messes, the ridge has sunken and fallen off, the doors and windows are scorched, like a black and shady hole, and there are still tiny fires dancing in some places, more than a dozen neighbors are pouring water on the place where the flames breed, and the ground that has been drenched by the water is flooded with white water vapor, this large courtyard with a history of several decades has long been lost in the past and has become a ruin.

Geng Jingzhong didn't care about how the fire was saved or how many things were snatched out, he only cared about what happened to the people in the house! So he didn't hesitate at all, and rushed into the ruins.

The hall is even more messy, broken tiles and broken bricks are everywhere, tables, chairs, cases, and bookshelves have become coke, a row of weapon shelves against the wall has been smashed down by a broken beam, weapons are scattered all over the ground, and less than a foot away from the fallen weapon rack, there is a corpse lying down, the corpse's right hand holds a single knife, the corpse's head rolls down five feet away, his eyes are not twilight, and he glaes at the sky, Geng Jingzhong saw this corpse, his eyes suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but scream, "Daddy!"

Geng Jingzhong woke up again, it was almost dusk, lying on the bed, he looked around, and saw the little witch and the Tianshan snow beaver by his side. He said with difficulty, "Where is this?"

"It's your neighbor's house!" replied the little witch as she fed him water.

"Are there any survivors in our family?" Geng Jingzhong asked with difficulty.

"And another, you're unconscious, I didn't let him in!" the little witch fed him another sip of water.

"Let him in!" Geng Jingzhong's eyes had a slight luster.

The little witch stood up, put down the Tianshan snow beaver, and went to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a pointed mouth was squeezed through the slit, then a large triangular head, then a stout red body, and finally a long, low-hanging tail. A big red dog flew towards Geng Jingzhong on the bed.

The little witch was really startled, and she was not in a hurry to protect Geng Jingzhong again, so she had to recruit the Tianshan Snow Beaver to protect Geng Jingzhong, but what made her angry was that the Tianshan Snow Beaver ignored her orders, and only stared at Xiao Yanqing, curiously admiring this scene.

I saw the big red dog rushing to the bed, just snuggling his huge head in Geng Jingzhong's arms, and kept licking Geng Jingzhong's hand with his tongue, looking very cute.

At this time, the little witch realized that the big red dog wanted to be intimate with Geng Jingzhong, no wonder the snow beaver in the Tianshan Mountains was indifferent! It seems that animals know much more about their every move than humans!

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed as a subordinate walked in from outside the door, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Young master, you are back!" After speaking, he knelt on the ground and cried.

Geng Jingzhong got up and half-sat on the bed, hugged the big red dog and said to the people on the ground: "Geng Fu, get up and talk, how did you and the red wolf survive?"

Geng Fu stood up and replied: "After breakfast, the lord instructed me that he was going to have guests today, and asked me to take the red wolf to hunt some game for the guests, so I went into the mountain with the red wolf early! When we returned to the village, we saw that it was like this now, and I regretted that I shouldn't have taken the red wolf away, if it had been at home, the lord and everyone would not have died so miserably!"

Geng Jingzhong chewed on what Geng Fu said, and suddenly asked, "You just said that you are going to have a guest at home today?

Geng Fu replied: "A few days ago, the prefect of Songjiang sent someone to send a post, I think he should be coming!"

Geng Jingzhong thought for a while, and instructed Geng Fu to invite a few neighbors to come over and talk.

After a short time, a few neighbors walked in from outside the house, and Geng Jingzhong asked them three questions: "Did the Geng family come to the guest today? When did the guest leave? When did the fire start?"

Uncle Chen said: "I did have a group of people here in the morning! But it wasn't dressed up as government people, it looked like people from the rivers and lakes!"

Uncle Li said: "One of them also has a black vulture on his shoulder, this person has a cold face, and it is very scary to look at from afar!"

Uncle Wang said, "The fire started at noon, but the gang had been gone for an hour. ”

Uncle Liu said: "When the fire first started, a big bird flew up from the courtyard. ”

Geng Jingzhong sent the neighbor away, turned his head and asked the little witch: "What do you think?"

The little witch thought for a moment, "It must have been committed by that group, but I can't figure it out, why did the fire start after people left for an hour?"

Geng Jingzhong said: "I still suspect the prefect of Songjiang, because my father rarely sees people he doesn't know! ”

The little witch said: "Then we will start with him to investigate this matter!"

Geng Jingzhong said resolutely: "Okay!"