Because Lei Feng was retreating in the opposite direction from the Tsing Yi people, there was no Tsing Yi people greeting him.

Lei Feng saw that Wei Xiaobao was caught and rode a horse, so he chased after him, and shouted to Suo Etu while chasing, "Brother Suo, you go and report to the emperor, and I will save Xiao Guizi." ”

Wei Xiaobao was carried by a big man and rushed under his ribs, and it was the officers and soldiers of the brigade who arrived to reinforce him. A group of men in Tsing Yi rushed into a private house next to the encirclement, bolted the gate, and ran out through the back door. After running through the alley, I entered another private house, still running out of the back door, turning a few corners, and running into a large mansion.

Everyone immediately took off their green clothes, quickly changed into all kinds of clothes, and in an instant they all dressed up as villagers, picking firewood and vegetables. A man tied Wei Xiaobao firmly with hemp rope. Two men pushed over a wooden cart with two large wooden barrels, and Wei Xiaobao loaded them into each bucket. Wei Xiaobao only scolded in his heart: "Fuck!" Countless dates fell down on his head, covering him, and the lid of the bucket was closed, and he couldn't see anything. With his body shaking, he expected the wooden cart to push out of the gate. Although there is a gap between the dates so that they do not suffocate, it is also difficult to breathe. Wei Xiaobao was frightened for a moment, and thought: "These Ao worshippers took Lao Tzu away, and they are bound to dig out Lao Tzu's heart and liver to worship Ao. It is best to meet officers and soldiers on the way, Lao Tzu rolls hard, the barrel overturns, and the horse's feet are exposed. Wei Xiaobao cursed for a while, was afraid for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit a date to eat, but it was fat and sweet, and he ate a few pieces, and he was extremely tired, and after a short time, he fell into a deep sleep. When I woke up, the car was still moving, I only felt that my whole body was sore, and I wanted to turn my body, but I still couldn't move, and I thought: "Lao Tzu will definitely not be able to escape the difficulties this time, and I will have to scold later, let out a bad breath in my heart, and in another twenty years, I will be a big man again." ”

I thought again: "Lao Tzu was held by them again, and it was difficult for him to live, and he didn't die enough." Ao Bai is a big official of the imperial court, Wei Xiaobao is just a little ghost in Lichun Courtyard, one life is hard, Lao Tzu is extremely cheap, haha, very cheap!" "Since I couldn't escape for my life, I had to be so relieved, although it was cheap, I was not happy in my heart. After a while, he fell asleep again, and this time he slept for a long time, and when he awoke he found that the ground on which the car was traveling was very smooth, and after a while, the car stopped, but no one let him out, and left him in the jujube bucket. After most of the day, Wei Xiaobao was extremely depressed, and he was about to fall asleep again, when he suddenly heard a loud sound, the lid of the bucket opened, and someone was holding out the dates on top of his head. Wei Xiaobao took a deep breath, felt very comfortable, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was dark and dreary, and there was a slight glimmer on the top of his head. Someone put his hands into the bucket and lifted him up and hugged him horizontally in his arms, and someone next to him carried a lantern, and it was night. Wei Xiaobao was holding him an old man, with a solemn expression, and the place where he was in a huge courtyard.

The old man walked to the back hall with Wei Xiaobao in his arms, and the man with the lantern pushed open the long window. Wei Xiaobao secretly shouted: "Bitter!" I don't know how high or low, but I saw that in a huge hall, there were more than 200 people standing in the dark, not to mention more than 200 people. These people were dressed in green clothes, with white cloth wrapped around their heads and white belts around their waists, and they were all wearing mourning, with a look of grief and grief on their faces. In the middle of the hall is a mourning hall, on which eight very thick blue candles are lit. There are several white cloth couplets hanging next to the mourning hall, and spirit-conjuring flags are erected. When Wei Xiaobao was in Yangzhou, whenever there was a funeral in a large family, he always went to join in the fun, begged for money, took advantage of the busyness of people, took the sheep by the hand, took some utensils and hid them in his arms, sold them in the market, and went to gamble for money. When he was in the jujube bucket, he had expected that he would be disemboweled, and he would go to worship the Ao, but when it came to the end, he was still so frightened that his whole body was crispy, his teeth were fighting, and he was rattling. The old man laid him down, grabbed him by the shoulder with his left hand, and cut with his right the hemp rope that bound him to his hands and feet. Wei Xiaobao's feet were sore and weak, and he couldn't stand still. The old man reached under his right side and held it. Wei Xiaobao saw that these people in the hall obviously had martial arts, and he was afraid that he would not be able to beat any of them, and it would be extremely difficult to escape, but the left and right were dead, but fortunately, the binding had been untied, and he had to try, and he couldn't escape, so he was caught back, and he was the same happy dissecting, could he still open it one more time, and dissect it one more time? The most important thing in front of him was, first, that the old man's hand should not be supported under his ribs, so as not to catch him as soon as his body moved; second, he had to try to extinguish the lantern and candle, and when it was dark, he would have a chance to escape.

He peeked at the people in the hall, and saw that each of them had swords and blades attached to them. Some of the men stood up after bowing, and some of them wept prostrately. Wei Xiaobao thought to himself: "Manly husband, I'm not ashamed to cry like this, what's the good thing about worshipping this bastard, what's the pity of dying......?

Wei Xiaobao heard the words "Ao Bai finally killed his head", his ears buzzed, he was surprised and delighted, and a thought flashed into his mind: "They are not Ao Bai's subordinates, but Ao Bai's enemies?" He will slaughter all the Tartars, and they will die without a place to bury. "Everyone, you say a word, I say a word, the spirit is lifted, and the sorrow of the right talent is swept away in an instant.

A majestic voice in the crowd said: "Two years ago, everyone swore that if they couldn't kill Aobai, everyone in my Aoki Hall would be a gray grandson, and they would never have the face to walk on the rivers and lakes again." Today is finally the end of this shameful humiliation. My surname Fan has not been able to eat enough in the past two years, and I can't sleep well, thinking day and night, I am planning to avenge Lord Yin Xiang and be ashamed of Aokitang, everyone finally got their wish fulfilled, haha, haha!" Many people laughed wildly after him.

Suddenly, a cold voice in the crowd said, "Did it be our Aoki Hall that killed Aobai?" When everyone heard this, they immediately fell silent, and there were about 200 people gathered in the hall, and there was silence for a moment. The man with a thick voice said loudly: "Qi Laosan, what do you mean by this?" The Qi Laosan still said coldly: "What do I mean? It's not interesting, it's not interesting at all! It's just that if the brothers in the other hall say: 'This Aoki Hall is really majestic!, but I don't know which brother in your hall killed Ao Bai?' I am afraid that out of 1,000 people, 999 people will have to ask! Everyone boasted about themselves and put gold on their faces...... It's a bit ...... Hehe, everyone understands in their stomachs!" Everyone was silent, and they all felt that his words were harsh and extremely useless to hear, but these words were indeed true and difficult to refute.

After a while, the tall and thin old man said: "This little eunuch in the Qing Palace made a mistake and killed Aobai, and it was Lord Yin Xiang who secretly protected him in the spirit of heaven, and faked his hand to a child, except for this big rape." Everyone is an iron-clad man, and he can't tell lies with a clear conscience. ”