At that time, it was a cold day, and the jungle in Hebei was already knee-deep in the snow, and even the beasts seemed to be afraid of the cold and hid in the caves, and it was rare to go out to forage, but Wei Qing did not dare to stop and rest more, nor did he dare to walk along the official road, but he just picked some difficult remote roads to shuttle through the snow in the snow, for fear that the pursuers of the Jin Kingdom would find his traces and come after coming at the tail.

After a few days, no one pursued, Wei Qing secretly rejoiced in his heart, and he didn't know if Liao Chunhua succeeded in luring away the enemy, or if the pursuers only went along the main road and did not find their whereabouts. When he set out, he carried a few breads, which were still the ones that the Jin people had disdained to loot and take away after they ransacked the village, and although he tried to save food along the way, he had already eaten them all at this time. But fortunately, the weather is sunny today, as if even God has pity on this lonely boy, and after the sun comes out at noon, even the heavy snow that has been falling for many days has stopped. Wei Qing was born in the family of Orion, and knew that most of the beasts would come out to forage after the snow stopped, and he saw that there was a low hilly terrain not far ahead, stretching for several miles was a brown dead forest in winter, and this place deviated from the avenue, and there were no people living nearby, and there should be wild animals in the forest.

Hunting is Wei Qing's family heirloom, and if you are lucky today, you can catch some game to have a full meal. He immediately quickened his pace into the woods, found a small open flat land according to his father's experience of hunting, cut the snow in the middle to expose the ground, dug a pit wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, spread the dead branches and leaves, sprinkled the last little flour foam on it, and after identifying the direction of the wind, he found a leeward place beside him and hid.

The warm winter sun made Wei Qing yawn for a long time, coupled with the fatigue of sleeping in the open for days, he fell asleep unconsciously, and I don't know how long it took, I suddenly heard a "plop" sound in my dream, and then there was a burst of pheasant cries in my ears. Wei Qing woke up suddenly, ran and climbed up and pounced on the mouth of the pit, looked down and couldn't help but secretly say a fluke, it turned out that a fat pheasant was trapped in the pit, and it was fluttering and wanted to fly out of the pit, if it was a moment late, I was afraid that it would be in vain. At this time, the sun was already in the west, Wei Qing took advantage of the fact that the sky was not dark and hurriedly found a stream, removed the feathers and disemboweled, washed the captured pheasants, and cooked them on a fire. Although there are no condiments to enhance the flavor here and now, this oily pheasant also makes Wei Qing feast, and after eating most of them in one go, he still can't wait to pack up the remaining half of the chicken.

After eating, Wei Qing felt that he had strength again, and immediately continued to move forward, and did not stop until the middle of the night. In order to prevent the attack of wild beasts in the mountains, Wei Qing picked a big tree with the thickness of the two people hugging each other and climbed it to rest on the branches. He was so drowsy that he hurriedly lowered himself on a branch and gently took out the bow he was carrying, put on an arrow and watched the ground vigilantly, only to see that the group of people and horses did not light torches, and walked out of the jungle and stopped about fifty paces away from the tree.

I couldn't understand it in the dark night, Wei Qing didn't know the details of the other party's identity, how dare he make a little noise, and waited until the other party lit two bonfires, only to see that there were a total of eight horsemen, all of them were sturdy men with blades, divided into two groups and sat in front of a bonfire, one of the four people in the group was dressed as Han Chinese, and three of the other group were dressed as Jurchens, and the remaining one person was draped, his face was painted into the shape of green fangs, and he wore a collar of animal teeth around his neck, and he was wearing a strange costume decorated with various bird feathers, which looked extremely weird, and it felt like the strange ghosts in the Yama Temple had suddenly come to the yang world。

The three Jurchens were also very humble to him, offering him wine and meat before they dared to eat and drink on their own, while the four Han people made a good fire and unsaddled all the horses and loosened their bellies, and then each took out dry food and chatted while eating.

Wei Qingfu listened carefully on the tree, and only heard one person say, "This errand is really unlucky, I have to travel in the mountains on a snowy day, these Jurchen wild boar skins are used to staying in the deep mountains outside the gate, and they are not afraid of the cold, my second master Xiong is about to be unbearable." Someone next to him immediately asked him to silence him, and Xiong Er's voice paused, and then forced himself to say, "What are you afraid of, you can't hear it, and besides, we have suffered so much in vain, can't we complain about two sentences", although he was not afraid, he obviously lowered his voice. The second bear hated to bite the dry food in his hand, and then turned his head to the person next to him who silenced him before and asked: "Brother Wen, I don't know what the origin of that idea is, why do these wild boar skins have to catch him, but his hands and claws are hard enough, and Zhang San and Song Si are injured, hehe, if it weren't for my second brother Xiong this time, I'm afraid I'll let him run away."

Wei Qing's heart froze, thinking that what Xiong Er said didn't know whether it was Liao Chunhua or not, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead now, so he continued to listen at the moment, only to hear the man known as Brother Wen take Xiong Er's words and continued: "This errand is not simple in my opinion, Dajin this time even "Hegu Meng'an" has been dispatched to do this errand, the big guys are all vigilant in their hearts, I and the other four of us just lead the way to track, if they find anything, they must not look at it, so as not to get into trouble", the other three hurriedly nodded and promised.

The group chattered for a while, and Brother Nawen saw that the "strange ghost" and the three Jurchens had eaten and lay down to sleep first, so he beckoned: "It's not early, everyone has to continue to hurry tomorrow, let's hurry up and squint for a while, Xiong Er went to find the head of the idea and picked it up and wrapped it up before sleeping, and pointed to this head to receive the reward, don't let the beast take it in your mouth."

Xiong Er got up in response, picked up a torch and walked to the horse, untied an object from the horse, looked at it to himself, and said aggressively: "Don't close your eyes, I'm just doing what I'm ordered, otherwise my family won't be able to live, if you want to have any grudges after you become a ghost, go find those wild boar skins." Wei Qing looked at it through the light of the torch, and couldn't help but feel shocked, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, for fear that he would make a voice in grief and surprise, but seeing that Xiong was holding the head of Liao Chunhua, he saw that his eyes were wide open, and he still retained the expression of anger and unwillingness on his face when he was dying.

Although Wei Qing and Liao Chunhua have known each other for a short time, it can be regarded as a life and death trust, after his parents and the whole village were slaughtered, he already felt that the road ahead was boundless, and he was fortunate to meet Liao Chunhua to report the news, which aroused the courage and belief to continue to live for the revenge of his family, and he was extremely grateful to this Liao brother in his heart.

Xiong Er wrapped Liao Chunhua's head in a cloth, put it in a bag and hung it on horseback, and then went back to lie down and sleep, and after a while, everyone under the tree was already snoring loudly. Wei Qing thought to himself: "Brother Liao did not hesitate to lead away the pursuers with his life to protect me to the south, how could I watch his body separate and leave alone, I have to try to steal his head out while the enemy is asleep and find a place to bury him, so that his family can have a place to mourn in the future." Wei Qing forcibly suppressed the urge to stand up and fight at the moment, and only after everyone under the tree was breathing deeply did he gently slide down the trunk.

In the quiet of the night, there was silence in the mountains and forests, and occasionally there were a few crying cries of night owls, and Wei Qing had the courage to tiptoe around the horses from the outside with a bow and arrows. At this time, there was still snow on the ground, and it was not clear to see the road conditions under the snow, although Wei Qing was extremely cautious, he still couldn't help but make the sound of stepping on the dead branches and leaves, but fortunately, the enemy was very tired and slept soundly after driving all day, and after spending a lot of time, he finally stomped to the side of the horse step by step. Wei Qing quietly approached the horse from behind and reached out to get the bag containing Liao Chunhua's head, but who expected that the horse that was standing quietly suddenly stretched out its hind legs and kicked back.

"Someone!" the sleeping enemy woke up and jumped from his weapons to his side. Wei Qing knew that once he fell into the hands of the enemy, he would definitely be tortured to extract a confession and die a miserable death, his brain was blank under fear, and he quickly fell to the ground and did not dare to turn around and escape. I saw several enemies with torches and weapons slowly approaching his hiding place.

"Don't make a fuss, it's just a little beast in the mountains smelling it, let's sleep, we have to hurry tomorrow", the "strange ghost" led by suddenly waved his hand to stop everyone, but what came out of his mouth was Chinese, but the accent was stiff, and it didn't seem to be proficient. When they heard him say this, they stopped stupidly, shook their torches, and saw nothing unusual in the night, so they turned back and lay down again to sleep. Wei Qing was shocked into a cold sweat, and secretly said in his heart that he was lucky, but fortunately, the enemy was careless and did not check carefully, and finally escaped the catastrophe, and when he came back to his senses, he remembered that his father had warned him not to approach from behind the livestock, otherwise animals such as horses and cattle would kick people.

Wei Qing waited carefully for another half an hour, and only after the enemy had all slept again and snoring again, then he got up and approached the horse from the horse's head, gently tugged on the reins, and after seeing that the horse had no movement, he dared to reach out and fumble his way from the horse's back to remove the bag. At this moment, he didn't dare to open the mouth of the bag to check, and once he succeeded, he turned around and left the dangerous place as soon as it was dark.

Seeing that after walking more than 100 steps away from the fire, the enemy seemed to be still asleep and did not realize it, Wei Qing secretly rejoiced in his heart, he risked his life to steal the head this time, but fortunately, the fate was finally successful, and after avoiding this group of chasing soldiers, he immediately set off to the south to report the news after burying the head of Brother Liao.

A big stone in Wei Qing's heart had just landed, and a gloomy voice suddenly came from his ears: "There is only one person, so I have to wait."