Mo Jiang slowly paced to Lei Gang's side, took out his hand in his arms, and felt a handful of powder sprinkled on his face. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info less than one-fifth of the effort of the pillar of incense, and Lei Gang, who was originally unconscious, lay on the ground and groaned.

"Get out!" Mo Jiang said lightly. One word, short and powerful.

In Lei Gang's ears, it was like thunder, he endured the pain, struggled to get up from the ground, and didn't even dare to take a look, then picked up the little proprietor and staggered into the city gate. Not even the other two companions could be taken care of.

The noisy city gate suddenly fell silent, and all the people who watched the excitement dispersed.

Mo Jiang looked at their distant backs, turned around and walked to the dull-faced Teacher Tang. Reaching out and grabbing a large handful of loose money in his arms, he put it on the ground, "If you don't come back, forget it." Let's get some money together and go to the doctor. ”

Wang Chen also took out all the silver in his body and put it in front of Teacher Tang. Others also put a little bit one after another. But they are all poor, and in the end there are not many of them. General Mo finished the money and left alone. Just like a real hero, he acts chivalrous and righteous, coming and going like the wind.

Wang Chen stood at the head of the bridge, thinking about the battle just now, when suddenly a voice came from afar, "Hey! Fifth brother!"

Wang Chen and Long Wu looked up at the same time, and a thug was running towards this side quickly, "Hey, Fifth Brother! The thug shouted loudly, not paying the slightest attention to Long Wu's face that instantly turned iron-blue.

Teacher Tang's body shook when he heard the sound, and Long Wu turned around to block him, but it was too late. He looked up, his eyes wandering in the air for a few moments, past everyone and onto the thug.

"Little sister, what's wrong with her?" As soon as the little thug approached, the originally sluggish Teacher Tang suddenly broke away from everyone and rushed forward to grab his shoulder. The thug couldn't say anything in his horrified eyes, and after a while he replied tremblingly, "Let's go??? Let's go. ”

"Gone, where are you going?" Mr. Tang relaxed. Muttered. The voice was empty, calm, but it seemed to have no soul.

The little gangster didn't look very old, and his whole body couldn't help shaking, and he quickly turned his attention to Long Wu for help. Long Wu and Wang Chen hurriedly went up and broke Teacher Tang's fingers. "Damn, idiot!" Long Wu slapped his head in anger, "Get out of here!"

"Where did she go?" Teacher Tang seemed to have lost his soul, he turned his head to look at Long Wu, and then at Wang Chen. He seemed to be asking them, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

Suddenly, he thought of something. Shake off the two of them and stagger towards the city.

Wang Chen and Long Wu hurriedly chased after them.

Turning around a low earthen wall, there was a small dilapidated mud house at the end. Teacher Tang didn't look at it, so he plunged into it.

As soon as Wang Chen rushed in, he gasped.

The furnishings inside the cottage are very simple. There was only a table, a bed, and a broken iron pot. A sallow-faced woman curled up on the broken bed, motionless. The most terrible thing is that the pungent smell of Chinese medicine and the musty smell are mixed together, and the smell is so bad that people almost don't vomit.

Teacher Tang stood in the middle of the room blankly for a while, slowly walked to the bed, gently wiped the woman's face for a moment, touched his forehead to hers, and the hot tears slowly dripped down the woman's cheeks. After a while, he took out a square towel and wiped the woman's face little by little.

"Little Wu, go and get a basin of water for the teacher. Suddenly, he said calmly.

"Oh. Long Wu wiped his tears as he walked out the door.

Wang Chen felt that something was wrong in his heart, but he saw Teacher Tang raise his head, stared at the door in surprise, and said, "Hey, Mo Daxia?"

Wang Chen's conditioned reflex looked out of the door, but everywhere he looked, it was empty, let alone Mo Daxia, and he didn't even see half a cat.

Not good!

It was too late to say that it was too fast, only to hear a loud "bang", and Mr. Tang hit his head on the corner of the hard solid wood bed, and suddenly blood poured into it. Wang Chen hurriedly rushed up to grab him.

He retracted his head, "banged", and hit it again.

Outside the door, Long Wu shouted loudly: "Teacher!"

"Bang bang bang" hit three more times.

When Wang Chen desperately pulled him away, the man was already out of breath and out of breath. With the last of his strength, he crawled to the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to hold the woman, and showed a smile of relief, "I promised you to hold the hand of the son and grow old with the son." Where love goes, life and death are inseparable. ”

"Wang Chen, what the do you think of people?" Long Wu pounced on Wang Chen like a mad leopard. A punch knocked him to the ground.

Wang Chen only felt that his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't feel any pain when his fists hit his body. I can't tell if I'm moved or sorry in my heart. Was this the end of his first chivalrous deeds? He stared blankly at the few rays of light that were scattered into the house through the tattered roof, and suddenly felt a little like crying.

Ryūgo got tired and began to sobble quietly as he lay in the house.

I don't know how long I lay down, but I heard a commotion outside the door.

"Hey, look, look, there's a fire on Luocheng's side. ”

"That's right, it seems to be the shopkeeper Luo!"

Wang Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and Long Wu beside him had already jumped up. The two rushed out the door like a whirlwind.

Looking at the soaring flames and the almost ruined inn, Wang Chen seemed to have been punched a few times, and his mind went blank. Long Wu frantically tossed and turned in the fire, and shouted hoarsely, "Senior Brother Luo!"

Wang Chen saw that the thin horse he had ridden during the day had been cut in half and thrown in the courtyard, the tables and stools had been smashed into wooden blocks and thrown everywhere, and the blood stains on the walls seemed to be smiling in the firelight.

Long Wu looked around and didn't see anything, and suddenly as if he remembered something, he ran away.

"Brother Li!" he slipped into an alley and kicked open a dilapidated wooden door, leaving the house empty and scattered with utensils.

"Senior Brother Kang!" he looked at the vacant one of the stalls on the edge of Luo Cheng, and his eyes were about to split.

"Xiao Chenzi!" In a shack, a couple squatted on the ground and cried in a low voice, their faces covered with marks of being beaten.

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That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Wang Chen followed Long Wu all over the eastern city, and finally the two of them almost stopped in the grove outside the city. No one expected that Ji Qingzhai's revenge would come so quickly.

"You're satisfied! "You're satisfied!" Long Wu rushed over with red eyes, he grabbed Wang Chen's clothes and pushed him to the ground, his eyes were almost bursting, his nostrils were bubbling with heaviness, he punched his left and right, desperately beckoning to Wang Chen.

Wang Chen stared at the sky blankly, his mind was the lingering firelight and the cries of those men's relatives, and Long Wu's cries and fists seemed to be far away. If he hadn't beaten the three less, he wouldn't have implicated so many people. If only I hadn't beaten that young master. Damn, what kind of hero, if only I hadn't fought.

What now? What now?

After a chaotic fight, Long Wu ran into the woods with a howl and a cry. His father was an alcoholic, and it was the teacher who taught him to read and understand the truth, and in his heart, the teacher and those students of the teacher were his relatives.

Wang Chen looked at his back, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Do you blame yourself, are you sad, are you unwilling?" suddenly a voice came from the darkness, and asked playfully.

"Hmm!" Wang Chen didn't even investigate the source of the voice, he nodded heavily, unwilling tears coming out of his eyes.

"Remember, boy, it's not chivalry that's wrong. It's just that you're not strong enough!" The voice changed and became serious, "I'm going to go to Jiqingzhai to find them now." Do you want to go?"

Wang Chen sat up suddenly, like a drowning man grasping a straw, and nodded fiercely again.

"The shopkeeper of Jiqingzhai has asked Sixiang Pavilion for support. Lihuo City is the jurisdiction of Kanmen, and every Kanwei is a great master in the gas transformation period. With your efforts, you may die. Are you still going?" the voice paused, then lightened again.

"Go!" Wang Chen replied with a stiff neck, gritted his teeth.

"Okay, let's go!"

A dark shadow swept by, and the woods were empty.