The night was uneventful. At dawn on the second day, someone outside the room whispered: "Young Pavilion Master, Young Pavilion Master!" He Baoting slept in the middle of the night, did not sleep well, and slept soundly at dawn, and did not wake up for a while. He Zhentian had already woken up, and when he saw that his wife was not awake, he didn't dare to disturb, so he walked out quietly, closed the door of the house, and said, "What's the matter?" The man said: "The young master's horse, that horse is dead." He Baoting loved this white horse very much, and the groom in charge of taking care of it saw the horse die and panicked to report it. He Baoting heard it dimly, turned over and sat up, and said busily: "I'll take a look." He Zhentian knew that something was wrong, and walked quickly to the stable together, only to see the white horse lying on the ground, already out of breath, but there was no scar on his body. He Zhentian asked, "Didn't you hear the horse barking at night?" He Zhentian took his son's hand and said, "Don't be sorry, my father asked someone to try to buy a horse for you." He Baoting stroked the horse's corpse and shed tears in a daze. Suddenly, the boxer Chen Wu rushed over and said angrily: "Pavilion, pavilion master, it's not good, it's not good! Those disciples, disciples, are all dead." He Zhentian and He Baoting asked in unison: "What?" Chen Wu just said: "Dead, all dead!" He Baoting said angrily: "Everything is dead?" Reaching out and grabbing his chest, he shook it a few times. Chen Wudao: "Less, less hall master, dead." He Zhentian heard him say "The young hall master is dead", this ominous words are in his ears, and he is unspeakably bored, but in extraordinary times, he can only hold back and not scold. I could only hear the noise of people outside, and some said, "Where is the owner? Some said: "It's all dead, what, what should I do?" He Zhentian said loudly: "I'm here, what's the matter?" The two boxers and three disciples rushed over when they heard the sound. The first boxer said: "Pavilion master, none of the brothers we sent out to check the night last night have come back." He Zhentian heard the voices of people before, and expected that someone would die violently, but there were as many as fifteen or sixteen boxers and disciples who were checking the night near the martial arts hall last night, so how could there be any reason for the whole army to be wiped out, so he hurriedly asked: "Is anyone dead?" The boxer nodded and said, "Sixteen corpses have been found." He Zhentian and He Baoting exclaimed in unison: "Sixteen corpses?" The boxer looked frightened and said: "Exactly, sixteen corpses, among them are Li Fist, Xu Fist, and Shen Fist." The corpse rested in the hall. He Zhentian didn't answer, and walked quickly to the hall, only to see that the tables and chairs that had been placed in the hall had been moved, and seventeen corpses were parked horizontally. Rao is He Zhentian has experienced countless storms in his life, and suddenly seeing such a scene, his hands couldn't help but tremble violently, his knees were sore, he could barely stand up straight, and asked: "For, for, for......" His throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound. I only heard someone outside the hall: "Alas, Master Jiang has always been loyal, and he asked for his life even if he didn't think of it." I saw four or five neighbors from the neighborhood carrying a corpse through the door panel. A middle-aged man at the head said: "The villain opened the door panel today and saw this person dead on the street, and recognized it as Master Jiang of your hall, thinking that he had a plague and was evil, so he specially sent it." He Zhentian arched his hand and said, "Thank you, thank you." He said to a householder, "These neighbors, each of them will give three taels of silver, and you will go to the tent to pay it." Seeing that the hall was full of corpses, these neighbors didn't dare to stay longer, so they thanked themselves and left. Not long after, someone sent the corpses of two boxers, and He Zhentian counted the number of people, a total of 19 people. He looked around, but he didn't see Zhang Dehai, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart. He was so confused that he ordered the three disciples to go to the coffin shop to order the coffin, and he returned to the east wing, drank a cup of hot tea, and never came to his senses, and walked out of the door, his heart was even more troubled, until this moment, the enemy had killed more than 20 people in the martial arts hall, but he never showed up, nor did he officially call the battle, indicating his identity. He turned his head and stared at the gold-lettered signboard on the gate with the words "Dewei Martial Arts Pavilion" for a long time, thinking: "The Dewei Martial Arts Pavilion has been powerful in the rivers and lakes for decades, and I can't imagine that it will be defeated in my hands today." Suddenly, I heard the sound of horses' hooves in the street, and a horse came slowly, and a man lay on his back. He Zhentian expected three points in his heart, and went over, and saw a dead body lying on the horse's back, it was Zhang Dehai, who wanted to find something, tracked it all the way, but was killed on the way, put the corpse on the horse, and the horse knew the way back and came back by itself.

He Zhentian sighed, tears rolled down, fell on Zhang Dehai, hugged his body, walked into the hall, and said: "Dehai, if I don't avenge you and swear not to be a person, it's a pity, it's a pity, alas, you went too fast and didn't tell the name of the enemy." Although Zhang Dehai has nothing outstanding in the martial arts hall, he has followed He Zhentian for more than ten years and has a deep friendship. He Zhentian couldn't help crying under the agitation of his mood.

I don't know when Mrs. He stood at the entrance of the hall, holding a golden knife in her left hand, pointing to the patio with her right hand, and scolded loudly: "The dog thieves who are indiscriminate will only sneak and hurt people with hidden arrows. Sneakily doing such a rat stealing thing, who in the martial arts can afford you?" He Zhentian saw that his wife already knew, sighed, and said in a low voice: "Lady, what movement did you see?" while placing Zhang Dehai's body on the ground.

Mrs. He said loudly: "I just didn't see any movement." These dog thieves are afraid of my He family's swordsmanship. Holding the handle of the golden knife with his right hand, he slashed it in the air, and shouted: "I'm also afraid of this golden knife in the old lady's hand!" Suddenly, someone on the corner of the room sneered, and with a "snort", a hidden weapon shot out, "dang" the ground, and hit the back of the golden knife. Mrs. He's arm was numb, she couldn't hold it, the golden knife was out of her hand, and the remaining momentum was not weakened, and the knife rolled straight into the patio.

He Zhentian screamed softly, the blue light flashed, he had drawn his sword in his hand, his feet were a little bit, he went to the roof, and with a move to "sweep away thousands of troops", the sword points spread out like flying flowers, and stabbed at the place where the enemy fired the hidden weapon. He was so sulking that he never saw the enemy, and he did everything he could to save his life, leaving no room for anything, but the sword stabbed into the air, and the corner of the house was empty, and where was there half a figure?

Mrs. He and He Baoting came up to answer with swords in their hands. Mrs. He jumped like thunder and shouted: "Dog cub, if there is a seed, come out to fight to the death, sneaky, which shameless dog mongrel?" asked her husband Lian Lian: "The dog cub escaped, what kind of guy is it?" He Zhentian shook his head and said in a low voice: "Don't alarm others." The three of them searched the roof again, and then jumped into the patio. He Zhentian asked in a low voice, "What kind of secret weapon hit your golden knife?" Mrs. He scolded: "This son of a bitch!

The three of them looked in the patio, and did not see any hidden weapons, only to see countless extremely fine bricks under the osmanthus tree, scattered all over the ground, obviously, the enemy used a small brick to knock down the golden knife in Mrs. He's hand, a small brick actually emitted such a force, it is really terrifying and terrifying. Mrs. He was full of "dog cubs" and "stinky mongrel" scolding, seeing these fine bricks, her anger couldn't help but turn to fear, she stayed for a long time, walked into the wing room without saying a word, and when her husband and son followed in, she closed the door and said in a low voice: "The enemy's martial arts are very good, we are not opponents, so what, how to ......" He Zhentian said: "Ask for help from friends, in the martial arts, help each other in times of trouble, that is also a common thing." Mrs. He said: "We have a lot of friends, but there are few who are higher than our husband and wife. It's a little worse than the two of us, and it's useless to invite you. He Zhentian said: "The words are good, but people have a lot of ideas, and it is also good to invite some friends to discuss and discuss." Mrs. He said: "Okay, who do you say should be invited?" He Zhentian said: "The nearest invitation, let's invite the Xuankong Daoist and Master Ming Jing first, and then look at the guests and friends who came to celebrate the birthday a few days ago, and those who can be chased back." Mrs. He frowned and said: "Such a matter is urgent, and the rivers and lakes have spread it, which has really greatly fallen the name of the Dewei Martial Arts Pavilion." He Zhentian said: "It's all here, what face do you still care" thought about it, and said: "These two **** always feel that there is something strange about this matter, let's calm down and think about it, there are not many people who offend, will it be ......" He Baoting said on the side: "Fan monk! Bitter wisdom monk!" He Zhentian looked at his son silently, and then turned his head to look at his wife, Mrs. He thought sideways for a while, and said: "Bao'er is right, the martial arts are so high and they have enmity with the He family, they are the only ones." He Baoting's eyes widened angrily, and he couldn't stop scolding, He Zhentian suddenly asked, "Have you ever seen Ping'er?" He Baoting was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm afraid I haven't woken up yet." Mrs. He said on the side: "Master, if something happens to our He family, don't implicate others." He Zhentian knew what she wanted to say, and said, "I have secretly sent more people to protect Ping'er last night, and Mrs. can rest assured." Brother Ouyang handed over his daughter to us, which was his proud treasure, and he also trusted our Dewei Martial Arts Pavilion. When the Xuankong Dao Elder and them came, we begged them to escort Ping'er back to Hangzhou. As soon as the words came out, I thought to myself: "It is difficult to save the fire from far away, most of the time tonight, there will be something happening in the martial arts hall, and when the invited friends arrive, I don't know if there is a Dewei martial arts hall in the world." ”