Xiaohuzi has heard storytellers talk about books, and they worship the chivalrous heroes of the storyteller's mouth, "high and high, flying on land, walking tall buildings over buildings, jumping across rivers and jumping into the sea, and stepping on the feet of thousands of tall buildings", and sometimes he has fantasized that if he can have the skills of those heroes, wouldn't he be able to eat and drink spicy food every day? Wouldn't he no longer have to be bullied by the landlords?

But fantasy is fantasy, after fantasy still has to work and eat, he doesn't think he can meet these master knights, stories are just stories after all, until today when he said "the house on fire in the village is the grandmother's home", he finally saw the legend, what those chivalrous light skills look like.

The children of Hongjia Village have also competed with each other, and the fastest guy in the village is recognized as a guy called Dogleg, who can catch up with the hare sprinting around him in a short time, so a group of bad boys gave him a nickname, called "Dogleg".

Xiaohuzi once thought that the speed of the "dog's legs" was beyond reach, but when Yang Yi heard that the place where the fire was in the house of the old woman of the Hong family, Xiaohuzi only felt a flower in front of him, and a gust of wind blew in front of him, and then looked around, Yang Yi had disappeared, leaving only a long dragon of snowflakes still rolling on the road because the speed of running was too fast.

By the time he arrived at the Hong family's grandmother's house, Yang Yi had already picked up the five corpses from the courtyard that had been burned to ashes.

Five corpses, an old lady, a daughter-in-law, two boys of fifteen or sixteen, and a little girl under three years old!

Two little boys, Yang Yi didn't see them today, but this little girl still called her uncle in a milky voice this morning, but now she has become a charred corpse!

Yang Yi's face turned pale, slowly put the five corpses in a row, and asked a few villagers who were fighting the fire nearby: "This family was all injured by sharp blades, and they definitely didn't die from the fire!"

Although several villagers had not seen Yang Yi, they saw him snatching out several corpses in the sea of fire, thinking that he had a great relationship with the old lady's family, and seeing that he had just acted like wind and lightning, just a few dodges had already walked back and forth in the fire, and they were all frightened in their hearts.

An old man walked up to Yang Yi with tears in his eyes and said, "I know what's going on?"

Yang Yi said: "You say!"

The old man said: "I am my grandmother's neighbor, and this afternoon because my family is short of food, I am going to go to my grandmother's house to borrow a few liters of millet, and I will pay her back next year." ”

Yang Yi said impatiently: "Let's talk about the point!"

The old man was frightened by him, shivered, and said quickly: "When I arrived at the door of my grandmother's house, I saw two horses tied to the horse stake, and I was still strange, wondering when Shenghai would go home? ”

Yang Yi asked, "What did his daughter-in-law say?"

The old man said: "Shenghai's daughter-in-law said that there is a debtor and a debtor, and the man of his family is causing trouble outside, she is his wife, and if she kills, she will be killed, but his seventy-year-old mother and several underage children are innocent, and now the mother-in-law has been killed, and the two heroines are invited to raise their noble hands and spare the three children!"

"And then?"

Later, the two women just sneered a few times, and one of the women seemed to have swung the long sword in her hand a few times, and Shenghai's daughter-in-law and three children had already fallen to the ground!

The old man looked frightened, "I thought I was dazzled just now, thinking that the woman didn't swing the sword, until the whole family fell to the ground, and blood spurted from the neck, I knew that they had been killed!"

Yang Yi asked, "What happened?"

The old man said: "Later, the two of them threw this family of five into the house, found a few wine jars and oil cans and threw them into the house, and set the house on fire!"

Yang Yi looked down at the five people who had been burned, took a deep breath, and still asked softly, "Did you hear what they all said?"

The old man said: "After I saw them killing people and setting fires, I was about to come out, so I ran behind the nearby firewood stack, and I didn't even dare to come out, for fear that they would find out about me and kill me!"

"You go on!"

"Yes!" After the two women walked out of the gate, untied the reins of their horses, and turned over on their horses, the young woman said to the older women, 'Thank you, Master, the disciple finally came out of this evil breath today, but it is a pity that he ran away from the Hong Shenghai!'"

"The older woman said, 'As long as he is in the Central Plains for a day, he will never escape from my hands, and then he will be killed with a sword!'"

Speaking of this, the old man said to Yang Yi: "Later, they rushed to beat their horses and left, and I don't know what they said later! Seeing them leave, I began to call the villagers to come to fight the fire, originally thinking to see if there could be two live mouths, but now they are all burned like this, even if they are not killed, they are also burned to death!"

Old Han beat his chest with his feet, "What kind of murder did this kid Shenghai provoke!

"Pity this family of five who died unexpectedly, the little girl is not yet three years old!"

The old man howled and cried!

Yang Yi nodded and asked the old man, "Which direction did they go?"

The old man sobbed, "Go south!"

Yang Yi took out a handful of broken silver and handed it to the old man: "You will bury this family of five, and after a while, I will bring the heads of these two women and put them in front of their graves!"

Seeing that the old man took the silver in a daze, Yang Yi asked the villagers nearby: "Which of you has a horse?"

One villager said: "There is a stable in the backyard of my grandmother's house, where there are two tall horses that Shenghai bought from outside the Saiwai. ”

The fire did not burn in the backyard, Yang Yi came to the backyard and found a jujube red horse standing in the stable, as for the other big white horse that the villagers said, it was estimated that he was frightened and ran away.

Yang Yi took the red horse out of the stable, fortunately, the saddle stirrups were hanging next to the stable, after the saddle was loaded, Yang Yi picked up the whip, argued the direction, got on the horse directly from the yard, and went down with a whip, the red horse was in pain, suddenly rushed out of the gate, hit a stumble on the snow, and after standing firm, he ran crazy to the south!

The snow was all over the sky, the red horse was galloping, although the cold wind in front of him was like a knife, but Yang Yi felt that his face was feverish, his blood was churning, and the blood was running through his pupils!

There was only one thought in his mind at this time:

Catch up with them!

Find them!

Kill them!