Ping Qingyun turned around angrily and wanted to leave, his footsteps stopped again, and when he looked back, he saw that the fifty reinforcements were almost outside the woods, Wu Tianlei and several brothers each waved the horizontal knife in their hands, and looked at the eyes, the seven pursuers before were killed by three people, Wu Tianlei bore the brunt of the injury, and he didn't care about the injuries, when he kept suppressing the enemy, the other party couldn't help but retreat a few steps, and a few people behind him brushed a few knives and killed all the remaining people. The www.biquge.info saw the six people shouting loudly, and they met the fifty people, aiming to isolate each other from the forest, so that Ping Qingyun would have enough space and time to abscond out. Finally, Ping Qingyun took a step forward and ran towards the mountain behind, leaving only the endless shouts of killing behind him.

At that time, the sky had gradually darkened, Wu Tianlei and the others were really heroic, even if they were besieged by more than 50 people on the other side, they all resisted desperately, and no one could pass through the forest behind them, and the group of people kept killing until the dark side stopped. Wu Tianlei and several others were all killed, and everyone was hit by no less than a dozen knives, Wu Tianlei fought to the last moment, and died with 19 knives in his body. The other party was also killed 23 people, 18 people were seriously injured, and their lives were also in danger, and the remaining nine people were all injured, which was not light, it was really tragic.

After Ping Qingyun escaped into the deep mountains, he ran straight to the southeast, and he didn't know how long he walked, the sky was already dark, and he ran to the death, Ping Qingyun was already tired, and he couldn't see anything in the dark. Fortunately, there are no fierce beasts in this mountain forest, and there is nothing to do all night, until the sky is slightly bright, and the fish belly is white in the east, Ping Qingyun first took some dew in the mountains and forests to drink, took out the water bag on his waist, filled a small half bag, and then picked some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger, and then continued to walk to the east.

At noon, I was hungry, so I caught some game in the mountains and roasted it to eat. However, Ping Qingyun didn't have much appetite, his father died unjustly, and his brother died tragically to protect himself. He originally wanted to go east to Chen Liu to join his uncle, but after thinking about it, he was already wanted at this time, if his whereabouts were leaked, wouldn't it be a burden to his uncle's family, thinking of this, it seemed that there was no place for him in this world, and since then he has been in the rivers and lakes, and the four seas are his home, but the enmity of his father and brother is not shared, and he must be avenged, this wandering wandering, when can he take revenge? He couldn't eat it after a few bites hastily, and washed the unroasted meat in the mountain stream and put it on the rocks to dry in the sun. After a few days in the forest, there were no pursuers, but I always felt strange in my heart, but I couldn't say where it was strange. After all, I thought that I couldn't go on so wastefully, and on the fifth day, I cleaned up haphazardly and went out of the mountain.

At that time, it is the turn of spring and summer, the sun is shining in the air, the green leaves and red flowers in the mountains, there is also a bit of beautiful scenery, the foot of Pingqingyun is not fast, walked for a day, only walked dozens of miles, seeing that the sky is about to dark, and it seems that it has changed the day and is about to rain, so he sped up his pace, walked a stick of incense, and saw the green smoke floating in the air not far away, it seems that there are people nearby. Bypassing the mountain, I saw a flat land in front of me, and there were more than a dozen families in the middle, which turned out to be a remote mountain village. Ping Qingyun didn't want to disturb people, so he settled in a dilapidated house away from the entrance of the village, which had long been in disrepair, with broken walls and tiles, but fortunately it could still block some wind and rain.

Suddenly, I heard a dog barking outside, and then a little yellow dog ran in, and the little yellow dog smelled an unfamiliar smell and kept barking. Ping Qingyun ignored the dog's barking, and just sat on the ground, as if he couldn't hear the dog barking. After a while, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old came in, and cried out:

"Rhubarb, Rhubarb, why did you get here?"

The young man didn't notice a person at first, but saw the little yellow dog barking inside, and when he looked over, he saw a person sitting inside, and the young man was a little surprised, so he asked:

"Hey, who are you, why did you get here?"

"Why don't you speak?"

"Are you mute, or are you unable to hear people?"

The young man asked three times, but Ping Qingyun didn't respond a word, and the young man was deflated and felt bored, so he took the rope around the dog's neck and took the puppy back. After a meal, the young man turned back to the broken house, holding two big steamed buns in his hands, which were still steaming, and it was estimated that they had just come out of the cage.

"Hey, are you hungry? This is for you. ”

Seeing that this strange man still didn't answer, the young man put the steamed bun not far in front of Ping Qingyun and said:

"This is a steamed bun made by my mother, but it's delicious, you can taste it, but I secretly took it out for you to eat behind my father's back." ”

"You're really strange, sitting here without moving, and you don't eat steamed buns, aren't you hungry?"

"Thank you!"

When the young man saw that he actually spoke, although it was only two words, it was better than a stuffy gourd without speaking, and his childlike heart rose, he sat down cross-legged, supported his chin with his left hand, and looked at Ping Qingyun.

Ping Qingyun didn't want to talk to anyone at first, but seeing that this young man was quite enthusiastic, thinking that he was so desperate, and there was even someone who ate less to give him food, he was very grateful, but he had recently suffered a big change and lived in the mountains for several days, so he became a little taciturn, and he had expressed his gratitude in just two words.

"Why don't you eat it yet? it won't taste good when it's cold. ”

Ping Qingyun still didn't answer.

"Why don't you speak again?" the boy asked again.

"Oh, I can't stay with you for too long, it's dark, my mother won't see me, I'm going back, you remember to eat steamed buns." With that, he got up and jumped out of the door.

Ping Qingyun looked at the steamed buns that were still steaming, and had mixed feelings in his heart, and finally reached out to pick up the steamed buns and ate them. At the time of the sudden change in the sky, the air was full of thunder, and it was obvious that a heavy rain was coming. Ping Qingyun finished eating the steamed buns, made a fire, the sky was dark, and suddenly a lightning bolt crossed the night sky, illuminating the entire mountain village, accompanied by a heavy rain.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house, Ping Qingyun's heart was cold, in this dark night, it was raining heavily, who else would come here? The footsteps were very light, the rhythm was soft, although it was heavy rain, listening to the footsteps and thinking about it, Ping Qingyun was very strange, it seemed that the person who came was a woman. Sure enough, I saw a person come in from outside the house, with a wonderful figure and a graceful posture, the woman was dressed in black, her face was covered with black veil, and her palms were covered with black gloves. The woman took the umbrella and walked in the door, not looking at Ping Qingyun, but sat down in the open space on the left hand side of the door.