"Uncle, why do they want to collect money from you?" asked Liu Tianjiang as he looked at the women and children outside the tent. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Ye Lin beside him squatted down, and took a bag of silver from the white-clothed waiter behind him and handed it to the woman in the pool of blood, "People can't be resurrected after death, you can take this bit of silver and make more plans for the child." He looked at the woman in front of him who was crying, and comforted her with some sadness.

"Thank you for your great kindness. The woman took Ye Lin's money bag with her bloodstained hand, and she cried to the child beside her, "Kneel down and thank this brother." ”

The child in the woman's arms knelt on the ground without saying a word, and kowtowed to Ye Lin more than ten times in a row. He hurriedly stepped forward to help the thin child in front of him and whispered, "Get up quickly." Ye Lin looked at the man in the pool of blood on the side, and said slowly, "You better bury him early." ”

The child next to the woman looked up at Ye Lin and didn't say a word, just bowed down and thanked him.

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to respond, Liu Tianjiang quickly walked to several brocade-clothed men who were pressed to the ground, and said sharply, "Why do you collect money, if you don't answer truthfully, he will be your fate." He pointed with his right hand at the emaciated brocade-clad man who had fainted on the ground, covered in blood.

Several men in brocade clothes trembled with fright, and one of them responded timidly, "We are just on the orders of Lord Fuzun to come to the villages to collect money, and if there are those who don't pay, we will give them a little bit of power." ”

"Awesome?" Liu Tianjiang sneered and came to several brocade-clothed men kneeling on the ground, "Killing people is to give others some power?

"Don't... Other... The heroes spare their lives, and we are also acting according to orders... If I can't pay the full amount of silver taels, the Mansion will definitely not be able to spare me. The brocade-clothed man kneeling on the ground broke out in a cold sweat, and his voice began to tremble.

"Uncle Liu, stop for now. Ye Lin saw that an internal force in Liu Tianjiang's palm was gathering rapidly, so he stopped. He suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at the child in front of him who was only a few years younger than himself with a smile, and asked softly, "What's your name?"

The child in a coarse dress looked up at the young man in plain clothes and velvet in front of him, and sobbed, "Big brother, my name is Zhao Xiaohai" There was an innocent look in his eyes.

"Xiaohai, big brother go to avenge your father. Ye Lin looked at Zhao Xiaohai, whose eyes were full of trust, and felt pity.

Ye Lin lightly patted Zhao Xiaohai's forehead, turned to look at the few brocade-clothed teenagers who were trembling by Liu Tianjiang, and said coldly, "Let's go, a few of you will help him and lead the way in front." He pointed to the thin brocade-clothed official who was fainting on the ground, and the other four hurriedly stepped forward to help him and slowly walked in the direction of Chang'an City.

Taibai Peak is located in the south of Chang'an City, in the Qinling Mountains. The Swordless Villa is a place that people in the martial arts yearn for, but as the next generation of the owner of the Villa, he has never been to the old capital of this royal city. He swept his gaze over the ordinary people who were kneeling on the ground outside the tent, and then glanced at the brocade-clothed officials who walked in front, and he was even more determined that there were still many people in Chang'an City who were bullied like Xiaohai's father, but he didn't dare to speak out. He secretly made up his mind that he wanted to breathe a good sigh of relief for these ordinary people, if nothing else, just for Xiao Hai to see his firm and trusting gaze.

"Where are you going?" Liu Tianjiang asked after glancing back at Ye Lin.

"Chang'an" Ye Lin's face was full of anger, but he still tried his best to restrain the anger in his heart. Several brocade-clothed officials who walked in front were relieved when they heard that Ye Lin was going to Chang'an, and one of them lowered his voice to the people next to him, "Hurry up, when you get to Chang'an, you can give them a look." ”

"I can't go, there are many people in the government, they..." And those brocade-clothed officials secretly rejoiced, they thought that as long as they entered Chang'an City, they would be their own territory, and Ye Lin and his group were even more handy, and they nodded and shouted, willing to lead the way for him.

"Are you afraid" Ye Lin looked at Zhao Xiaohai, whose eyes were red but without a trace of tears, and asked.

"I'm not afraid", he replied without thinking, "I want to avenge my father!" Zhao Xiaohai turned his head to look at his father who was covered in blood. At this time, his mother had already fainted from crying, and the relatives in the village on the side all took hands to carry his father and mother into the carriage, following behind Ye Lin and the others.

Ye Lin hugged Zhao Xiaohai and flew on his horse, quickly galloped towards Chang'an, and said coldly to him, "You guys come together." "More than a dozen white-clothed waiters led the women, children, and old people outside the tent,

Liu Tianjiang kicked the brocade-clothed official, and he said sharply, "Lead the way ahead." The four brocade-clothed officials hurriedly picked up the thin man and hurriedly accelerated his pace and ran in the direction of Chang'an City.

Ashina looked at Ye Lin's distant figure and sighed, "The swordless villa in the future.... Or will change forever...."

"What will it be like?" Zejun beside him looked at his master's melancholy face and asked in a low voice.

"Forget it, I'm just a bad omen" Ashina didn't say much, and the horse followed, "After we arrive at the Swordless Villa, thank the owner, and we can go to Jinling." ”

"Yes," Zejun said in unison with the three men in black beside him. A group of people, the horses slowly walked in the direction of Chang'an, and on the gallop road, the women and children and the old man trembled forward under the escort of the white-clothed waiter. They are a gamble, and they are deeply oppressed by the government in Chang'an, but they dare not say more, for fear of getting into trouble. Today a teenager came up and said that he wanted to make decisions for them, they were full of contradictions, but they wanted to fight here.