Miao Liugongzi, when he first arrived in Huafu, was only one year old.

That year, Xiao Feifei was also one year old.

Eight years have passed, Miao Liugongzi is nine years old, and Xiao Feifei is also nine years old.

A nine-year-old boy, just a naughty boy.

And the nine-year-old cat, according to the age of the person, has passed the age of sixties.

On a rainy night, Miao Liugongzi took Miss Hua's hand and rushed out of the gate of Miao Mansion to see Xiao Feifei lying in the middle of the road.

It was a miserable picture, and Miss Hua lowered her head and wept, not daring to look at it again.

Looking at Xiao Feifei's broken body, Miao Liugongzi took off his coat, wrapped Xiao Feifei in it, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

He was pale and thin, drenched in the rain, his lips were purple and shivering.

He hugged Xiao Feifei, returned to Qinglian's yard, dug a pit with his bare hands, and put Xiao Feifei in it.

Qinglian ran back to the house, took Xiao Feifei's favorite thread vine ball, and put it next to Xiao Feifei with tears in her eyes.

Little by little, the soil covered Xiao Fei's body, Qinglian was crying, and Miao Liugongzi buried his partner of the same age with his own hands.

The rain is cold, and it can't be cold.

Miao Liugongzi's arms were muddy, he slowly got up, swallowed a choked throat, turned his head and asked the crying Qinglian: "Tell me, whose carriage is it?"

"It's Jiang Dashao's carriage. Qinglian wiped her tears, but she couldn't wipe them off.

The remnants of the tears are not finished, and new tears are shed.

Miao Liugongzi stopped talking, strode back to his yard, changed into a set of short clothes, and ran to the kitchen.

He picked up a kitchen knife and rushed to the door of the mansion, frightened Qinglian to follow closely, anxious: "Where are you going, what are you going to do?"

"I want Jiang Dashao to kowtow in front of Xiao Feifei's grave and confess his guilt. ”

Miao Liugongzi was resolute, and Qinglian couldn't persuade him.

It was only then that she realized she was in trouble.

After Jiang Dashao was a famous general in the imperial court, he was less than 20 years old and had been named a pioneer officer before the battle.

He had a mace in his hand, and he didn't know how many enemy generals' Heavenly Spirit Cover had been broken.

Mo said that Miao Liugongzi was a sick man, even if he had practiced martial arts since he was a child, at least he had practiced for ten years less than Jiang Dashao, and it was a fool's dream to win Jiang Dashao with just a kitchen knife.

Miss Hua really panicked, and hurriedly rushed to her father's room, begging them to save Miao Liugongzi's life.

The torrential rain washed the earth, and it could not extinguish the anger in the hearts of the six princes of Miao.

He walked through several streets, came to the gate of Jiang's mansion, raised his leg and kicked towards the gate, and roared loudly in his mouth: "Jiang Dashao, come out!"

After smashing the three-way door, the gatekeeper of Jiang's Mansion opened the door and saw a thin boy with a kitchen knife in his hand and his eyes on fire.

"You madman hurry up, don't look at whose mansion this is, you dare to find fault!"

The concierge's voice fell, and Miao Liugongzi raised his knife and slashed, mercilessly, slashing at his eyebrows.

There was a knife light suddenly, the porter retreated sharply, wet and slippery in the rain, and sat on the ground with a butt, just wanted to scold the madman a few more words, and the knife shadow smashed over again.

The porter got up and ran, and heard the boy roar angrily: "Jiang Dashao, come out!"

"Crazy, crazy, you're really crazy!"

The porter ran to the depths of the mansion and hurriedly called for help.

In the middle of the night on a rainy day, someone came to the general's mansion with a kitchen knife, what a big deal is this?

There was a cry for help from the porter, and the torches in the general's mansion were immediately brightened, and the family members rushed out with short knives and spears to see what kind of hero this madman who was looking for death?

Everyone was stunned, and in front of them, there was a thin and pale boy who was only carrying a kitchen knife in his hand.

The boy had hatred in his eyes, facing a group of family members alone, his momentum was not weak at all, and he gritted his teeth when he asked: "Which of you is Jiang Dashao, do you dare to stand up?"

The family members shook their heads and laughed, and they didn't know whose child this was, he had a crazy illness in the middle of the night, and he wanted to provoke Jiang Dashao, who was the most difficult to provoke in the Great Liao Kingdom.

"I'm Jiang Dashao. ”

There was a sneer from behind the boy, and when he looked back, he saw a sturdy young man, with his hands on his chest, standing arrogantly.

The boy turned around, pointed the kitchen knife at Jiang Dashao's face, and asked sharply: "Did your carriage today crush a cat to death?"

After making such a big fuss, but asking ridiculous questions, is he not a madman or what?

"I've crushed a few cats in my carriage every day. Jiang Dashao's eyes were full of disdain, and he teased the boy in front of him: "I don't know which one you are talking about, little brother?"

"Okay, since you admit it, go back and kowtow in front of my cat's grave to make amends. ”

The boy said seriously, and went to amuse Jiang Dashao, he laughed and shook his head again and again: "I'm afraid I won't be able to knock this head." Don't say a cat, I have killed countless enemies, today this one will let me kowtow before the grave, tomorrow I will kowtow before the grave, I don't have to do anything for the rest of my life, I can only kowtow. ”

Jiang Dashao's eyebrows fluttered when he spoke, and the family members laughed.

"Pick up your weapon!" Miao Liugongzi shouted: "If I win against you, you must kowtow in front of my cat's grave to make amends." ”

"Little brother, are you very good at fighting?" looked Miao Liugongzi up and down, thin and pale, as weak as a weed.

"I don't use weapons, I win you with my bare hands, let's have a fair duel. ”

Jiang Dashao put down his wild words and took Miao Liugongzi to the martial arts arena.

There was a ring in the arena, and torches had been planted around the ring, and the flames were swaying in the storm, just like the anger in the heart of Miao Liugongzi.

Jiang Dashao and Miao Liugongzi stood at both ends of the ring, and a gong sounded, and the decisive battle began.

Miao Liugongzi rushed towards Jiang Dashao with a kitchen knife, and finally shouted loudly, like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Seeing his messy steps, Jiang Dashao immediately knew that he had no martial arts foundation, and with a chuckle, he waited for Miao Liugongzi to rush over, casually raised his foot, hit Miao Liugongzi's chest, and asked him to kick him in the ring.

Everyone burst into laughter, this is a martial arts competition, it is simply a monkey.

Miao Liugongzi lay on his stomach in the ring for a while, finally relieved his breath, got up and rushed for the second time.

Jiang Dashao flashed sideways, pushed it casually, and threw Miao Liugongzi on his heels, and the kitchen knife flew out of the ring.

Everyone leaned back and laughed even more, saying that the boy had itchy skin and was here to die.

After two falls, Miao Liugongzi's lips broke, he spit out blood in his mouth, and he got up and raised his fist to fight.

The fist wind rushed to Jiang Dashao's façade, Jiang Dashao deftly grabbed Miao Liugongzi's wrist, made a big grappling, lifted Miao Liugongzi above his head, and walked around the ring majestically.

There was thunderous applause and cheers in the ring.

Jiang Dashao looked up at Miao Liugongzi and chuckled: "Go down." ”

He threw it away, and Miao Liugongzi fell out of the ring and fell into the mud.

This fall, half of his face was broken, blood mixed with rain and mud, and it was a hot pain.

Miao Liugongzi got up again and turned over in the ring.

This kid is indeed a hard bone, but he has no wisdom, Jiang Dashao sighed and shook his head: "When you get out of the ring, you just lose, how can you have fun?"

"I'm not having fun!" Miao Liugongzi wiped the mud off his face regardless of the pain, and said fiercely: "We are talking about a duel, and a duel is that one must die!"