Wei Zhao is the catcher of Xinglong Town, and in Xinglong Town, he is famous far and wide.

The reason why this is so is because he is strong in kung fu, full of enthusiasm, and has solved many cases.

The other is because of Wei Zhao's handsomeness.

He often wears a red dress, wears a sword at his waist, and has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, like a handsome knight.

Although he was a widower, a blind mother and a five-year-old son, there were still many girls who wanted to marry him. It's just that he has no interest in getting married again, and even if the prefect's daughter has blue eyes on him, he doesn't think much about it.

Wei Zhao didn't have the heart to think about these things now.

Because something happened in Xinglong Town recently.

Many toddlers do not know what strange diseases they have, and they always start out with gibberish, then fall into a coma, and finally die.

If something like this happens, the law and order in the town will naturally not be stable.

No, today there is a mother who lost her son, took a knife to the street to snatch the child, and also slashed the child's grandmother with a knife.

Wei Zhao had been patrolling the streets, and he didn't want to see such a situation again.

He didn't want to see his desperate relatives who had lost their children do anything wrong, and he didn't want them to hurt other innocent people.

The night was getting deeper, and it seemed that the night had been peaceful, and Wei Zhao wanted to go home. turned around and wanted to go back, but heard a loud "bang".

Wei Zhao didn't think about it, so he held down the sword at his waist and ran towards the place where the sound came from.

Turning a street, Wei Zhao saw a woman dressed in a strangely shaped white dress with most of her back exposed.

Rao is Wei Zhao is well-informed, and he doesn't know what kind of clothes this woman is wearing.

Mo Tingyin only felt that all her internal organs were displaced, and she moaned and groaned in pain.

Mo Tingyin was already at the end of her crossbow, and when she felt someone approaching, she used her last strength to grab the man's trouser legs.

Wei Zhao looked at the woman's slender hands and red nails painted with beautiful patterns, and then quickly glanced at the woman's naked and exposed back, and immediately understood what this woman was doing.

This must be a woman who came from a foreign land to do the skin and meat business, I don't know who she offended and was thrown here.

Wei Zhao's mind to save people rested for most of the time. Such a woman is really impossible to provoke.

He shook his legs and tried to shake the woman's hand away, but the woman was like a dogskin plaster, and he couldn't shake her off at all.

"Help me," Mo Tingyin felt something in her hand, and she said with all her might, "I want to live, I want revenge." ”

What she said was intermittent, but Wei Zhao heard it clearly.

He suddenly remembered that he had worked with a catcher.

When they were chasing the thief, the catcher was seriously injured by the thief and was about to die, just like this woman, holding his hand tightly and talking intermittently, begging him to save him.

But before he finished speaking, he swallowed his breath.

The vitality of the woman in front of her was very tenacious, even if she spat blood from her mouth and her face was pale, she still tugged at his clothes tightly.

Wei Zhao struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally his ancient path warmth prevailed.

Taking off his cloak, Wei Zhao didn't look at the woman, wrapped her casually around her shoulders and resisted, and strode home.

He didn't want people to see what was going on, or he wouldn't be able to tell even if he had a hundred mouths.

Wei Zhao's home is in Xinglong Town, and his family has a small courtyard and three brick houses.

As soon as he knocked on the door, an old voice rang out: "Is Zhao'er back?"

Wei Zhao sighed in his heart, feeling that he was very unfilial. His mother was old and blind, but she could not live for a long time. Not only did she have to take care of his son, but she also had to wait for him to come back every day.

"Mother, it's me. Wei Zhao said in a low voice.

As soon as he entered the house, Wei Zhao's mother, Wei Shi, said nervously: "Zhao'er, did you bring the girl back?"

Wei Zhao laughed helplessly and said, "Mother, I picked up this woman." She's seriously injured, I can't die without help, can I?"

He gently put the Mo Tingyin on his shoulder on the kang: "Mother, you go and help me boil some hot water first, and then go find your clothes for her to change." Wei Zhao instructed Wei.

Wei is also a warm-hearted old lady, and when she heard this, she hurriedly went to work.

Mo Tingyin has always retained a little consciousness, and when he heard the conversation between the mother and son, he finally put his mind at ease, and completely fainted when he closed his eyes.

Mo Tingyin felt warm all over his body, but his stomach was rumbling and his stomach was also very painful.

She felt like she had never slept so long.

Thinking about the past again, Mo Tingyin still hated itchy, but calmed down.

Now that she has hope of going back, she has to do everything she can to complete the painting and go back.

Mo Tingyin wanted to sit up, but after trying hard for a long time, he fell back again.

Wei Shi heard the voice and walked in slowly: "Girl, are you awake?"

Mo Tingyin worked hard for a long time, and finally found his voice: "Auntie, I'm awake." ”

"Are you hungry? I'll bring you something to eat. Wei babbled and said, "I'm afraid that you will wake up hungry, so I boiled the porridge early and put it on the stove." You are injured clearly, you want to eat some good supplements, I boiled you longan red dates and millet porridge. ”

Listening to Wei's nagging, Mo Tingyin only felt warm in his heart.

Having just suffered a great blow and walking for a long time in the boundless snowfield, this blind old lady is simply an angelic existence in Mo Tingyin's eyes.

"The benefactor who saved me is not there?" Mo Tingyin asked tentatively.

"What do you mean my son?" Wei said proudly, "He is on an errand in the Yamen, so naturally he can't be at home!

"Yes, Ling Lang is a good person. Mo Tingyin sighed heartily. If someone hadn't saved her, she might have frozen to death on the street. Look at the old lady in front of you, she doesn't look like a benefactor's mother, but like a grandmother.

Sensing that someone was staring at him, Wei smiled and said, "You think I'm too old, don't you?"

His mind was debunked, and Mo Tingyin didn't know what to say.

"I was almost forty years old before I gave birth to my son. Wei did not shy away from the fact that he was old and had children.

It's normal to have a baby at the age of forty in modern times, but this is ancient times!

"Auntie is really a blessing!" Mo Tingyin praised.

"Yes, my greatest blessing is to have given birth to my son. Wei's praise was very useful.

slapped his thigh, Wei said in annoyance: "I said that I will talk to the heavens again when I say that I will serve you porridge, you wait!"

As soon as Wei's front foot left, a little boy with a tiger's head and a tiger's brain climbed onto the kang.

He squatted not far from Mo Tingyin and stared at Mo Tingyin closely.

The boy has a tiger's head, a pair of big eyes, and his eyelashes are very cute.

Mo Tingyin didn't know how to deal with children, so the two people, one big and one small, looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

As soon as Wei came in with porridge, the little boy immediately shouted, "Grandma!"

Mo Tingyin was taken aback, he didn't expect the child's voice to be so loud.

"You're naughty again, Kobayashi. Wei reprimanded Xiao Lin softly, "This girl is weak, don't scare others." ”

Mo Tingyin smiled and said, "I'm really bothering you, auntie." ”

"Don't say that, drink porridge. Wei put down the porridge and worked with Xiao Lin to help Mo Tingyin.

With a big bowl of hot porridge in his stomach, Mo Tingyin felt that his strength had returned.

"How did you get hurt?" asked Wei cautiously after Mo Tingyin finished drinking the porridge.

"I ......" Mo Ting's voice was stopped, and he really didn't know how to explain it, if he said it truthfully, this kind lady would definitely not say it.

Wei Shi was embarrassed when he heard Mo Tingyin, and said with a flash of inspiration: "Are you a martial arts person? ”

...... "Well, that's not a bad excuse either, Mo Tingyin vaguely admitted the reason.

When Xiao Lin heard that Mo Tingyin was a person in the martial arts, he immediately became excited. He's never seen a person in the martial arts!

"Sister, where is the martial arts? Are you all like this in the martial arts? But you don't have any weapons! Can you lift three hundred pounds of stones?" Xiao Lin was just five years old, and his tongue was still a little big when he spoke, but now when he was in a hurry, his saliva was even more flying.

Mo Tingyin laughed, and couldn't help but tease him: "Martial arts are everywhere, as long as you have martial arts in your heart, then martial arts are everywhere." I don't need to use weapons, when my sister heals from her injuries, as long as she closes her eyes, she can conjure up any weapon if she wants to. There are all kinds of people in the martial arts, but I am the best-looking. As for whether you can lift three hundred catties of stones," Mo Tingyin paused, looked at Xiao Lin's big watery eyes, and said with a smile, "Three hundred catties is enough to lift, five hundred catties is not enough!"

Stars have flown out of Xiao Lin's eyes, it turns out that people in the martial arts are so amazing!

He stretched his short legs and was about to get off the kang, knowing such an important matter, he must share it with his friends who have little knowledge.

Wei listened to Xiao Lin's noisy voice, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Lin, you can slow down, the bag on your head has just gone down." ”

Before the words fell, Xiao Lin planted the kang headlong. Mo Tingyin sighed in his heart, and always felt that something bad had happened.