The three of them were chatting, and suddenly heard the sound of footsteps urgently, one person ran over, He Zhentian probed out, and heard a "bang", and someone fell to the ground. He Zhentian followed the sound and grabbed it, and saw that it was one of the three disciples who had been ordered to go to the coffin shop, and his body was still writhing. He Zhentian stretched out his hand to help him up, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" The disciple said, "They are dead, I, I escaped back." He Zhentian said: "What does the enemy look like?" The disciple said: "No, I don't know, I don't see it clearly." "There was a spasm and I was out of breath. In a moment, everyone in the martial arts hall had already heard the news, and everyone could only hear whispering to themselves. He Zhentian said: "I'll go and carry back the corpses of those two disciples." Mr. Dong hurriedly said: "The owner of the museum, you can't go, you can't go! Under the heavy reward, there will be a brave man." Whoever carries the carcass back will be rewarded with thirty taels of silver. He said it three times, but no one said anything. Mrs. He suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, where is Bao'er, Bao'er, Bao'er!" The last cry was very anxious. Everyone shouted: "Young Pavilion Master, Young Pavilion Master!" Suddenly, He Baoting's voice sounded outside the door: "I'm here." Everyone was overjoyed and ran to the door, only to see He Baoting's tall figure turning out of the street corner, with a corpse on each shoulder, which was the two disciples who died on the street. He Zhentian and Mrs. He both snatched out, each with a blade in their hands, to protect He Baoting back. All the boxers and family members applauded in unison: "Young hall master, young hero, courage!" He Zhentian and Mrs. He were also very proud in their hearts. Mrs. He complained: "Child, you are so reckless in doing things! Although these two disciples are good friends, they are always dead, and it is not worth taking such a big risk. He Baoting smiled, and felt indescribably sad in his heart: "These are all disciples of the art who have nothing to do with my He family, but they gave their lives in vain." If I am greedy for life and afraid of death, how can I be a human being?" Suddenly, someone in the back hall called: "How can Master Hu be so dignified and die?" He Zhentian asked: "What's wrong?" The housekeeper's face turned pale, and he cowered and said, "Pavilion master, Master Hu went out to buy vegetables from the back door, but died on the street." "Master Hu is a cook in the martial arts hall, and his cooking skills are really not bad, which is one of the capitals of He Zhentian to make friends with high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen. He Zhentian's heart was shocked again, and he thought: "He is just an ordinary cook, not a boxer or disciple." The rules of Jianghu Road, the old and weak, women and children, coachmen, sedan chair drivers, mule drivers, and porters, are not killed. The enemy is so ruthless, is he going to destroy the whole door of my Dewei Martial Arts Pavilion?" to the crowd: "Everyone is panicking. Hmph, these dog robbers will only take advantage of people's unpreparedness. All of us will be able to turn danger into a disaster!" Everyone only said yes, but no one dared to say anything more. He Zhentian and Mrs. He frowned at each other, helpless.

That night, He Zhentian arranged a vigil for all boxers, but when he was patrolling with his sword, he saw more than a dozen boxers sitting in the hall, and none of them were guarding outside. When all the boxers saw the hall master, they all stood up stupidly, but still no one moved. He Zhentian thought that the enemy was too strong, so many people had died in the hall, and he was always at a loss, so it was no wonder that everyone was timid, so he comforted a few words at the moment, ordered someone to send wine and food, and accompanied the boxers to drink in the hall. The hearts of the people were troubled, and no one spoke much, but drank sullen wine, and in a short time several people were drunk.

In the afternoon of the next day, the sound of horses' hooves was suddenly heard, and several horses galloped out of the martial arts hall. He Zhentian checked, and it turned out that the five boxers couldn't bear the situation and left without telling him. He shook his head and sighed, "When the catastrophe comes, they will fly separately." The surnamed He is unable to take care of the brothers, so everyone will go if they want to. Some of the remaining boxers scolded the five for being too unrighteous, but a few of them were silent, just sighing, and secretly thinking: "Why don't I leave?"

In the evening, five horses returned with five more corpses. The five boxers wanted to escape the danger, but instead gave their lives first.

He Baoting was so sad and indignant that he rushed out of the door with a long sword, and said loudly: "The eldest husband is a man who does things alone, what kind of hero are you who shrink your head and tail like this! If you want to kill, even if you come to He Baoting! You have killed the good again and again, and you are not afraid of the heroes of the rivers and lakes laughing when you spread the word? He Baoting, the young hall master of the Dewei Martial Arts Pavilion, is here, even if he has the ability, he will come to kill! If he does not dare to show up, he is a gutless bandit, and he is the grandson of a turtle!" He shouted louder and louder, unbuttoned his clothes, exposed his chest, patted his chest and shouted: " Why don't you even dare to see me?

His eyes were red, and he thought in his heart that it must have been done by Ku Zhi and others, he patted his chest and shouted, and the pedestrians on the street watched from a distance, and who dared to approach the martial arts hall to watch. He Zhentian and his wife heard their son's screams and rushed out of the door. The two of them have been awkward in their hearts in the past few days, full of anger, and even their stomachs are about to explode, and when they heard He Baoting shouting at the enemy like this, they shouted and scolded loudly. All the boxers looked at each other, admiring the courage of the three of them, and they all thought: "The owner of the hall is a hero, and the lady is a heroine among women, so that's fine." The young pavilion master was born like a big girl, and he was so afraid of the sky and the earth to shout and scold the enemy, it was really amazing!" He Zhentian and the other three scolded for a long time, and they were always silent. He Baoting shouted: "If there is a kind of real sword and real gun, I will see what you can do to me!"

Mrs. He said: "Okay, the dog robbers deceive the good and fear the evil, but they don't dare to provoke my child." He Baoting's hand was taken and returned to the gate. He Baoting was so angry that his whole body trembled, and after returning to the bedroom, he couldn't bear it anymore, and lay down on the couch and cried loudly. He Zhentian stroked his head and said, "Son, you are not small, you are worthy of being a good man of my He family, the enemy just doesn't dare to show up, what can we do? He Baoting cried for a while and fell asleep in a daze. After dinner, I heard my father and mother talking in a low voice, but it was a few boxers in the hall who had a whimsical idea to dig a tunnel in the back garden to escape, otherwise they would be trapped in the martial arts hall and die sooner or later. Mrs. He sneered: "They want to dig tunnels, and let them be. 'M afraid...... 'M afraid...... Hmph!" He Zhentian and his son both understood the meaning of her words, that is, they were afraid that they would be like the five boxers who fled on horseback, and they gave their lives early in vain. He Zhentian groaned: "I'll take a look, if this is a way to live, let everyone go." He went out for a while, then went back into the room, and said, "These people only talk lively, but no one dares to really dig into it." The three of them went to bed early that night. Everyone in the martial arts hall is resigned to fate, and there is no longer anyone patrolling and keeping vigil. He Baoting slept until midnight, and suddenly felt someone tap him on the shoulder, he jumped up, reached out to draw the long sword under the pillow, but heard his mother's voice say, "Bao'er, it's me." Your father has been out for a long time and hasn't come back, so let's look for him. He Baoting was taken aback: "Where is Dad?" Mrs. He said: "I don't know!"

The two of them carried swords, walked out of the room, and looked outside the hall first, only to see that the lights and candles in the hall were bright, and more than a dozen boxers and family members were throwing dice and gambling. After a few days of worrying, everyone felt that there was nothing they could do anyway, so they simply put life and death out of the way. Mrs. He made a gesture, turned around and went, the mother and son searched everywhere, but never saw the trace of He Zhentian, the two of them were more and more shocked in their hearts, but they did not dare to make a noise, when the people in the hall were panicked, when they heard that the owner of the hall was missing, it was bound to be out of control. The two found the back hall, and He Baoting suddenly heard a soft click between the weapons on the left, and there was a light on the pane. He leaned over, stretched out his fingers to pierce the window paper, looked in, and exclaimed, "Daddy, so you are here." He Zhentian was originally bent over, his face facing the inner wall, and turned his head when he heard the sound. He Baoting saw the terrifying expression on his father's face, and his heart was shocked, and his face was full of joy, and he froze, opened his mouth wide, and couldn't make a sound.