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Yang Daxing's expression suddenly changed: "It was obviously you who coerced me, warrior! They really forced me to do it."

Fu Bao was shocked by his shamelessness and angrily said, "Who are you playing this dog-eat-dog drama for? My grandfather is kind and wants to help you. Aren't you afraid of retribution for repaying kindness with enmity?"

She was so angry that she wanted to grab his throat and take out the cake. It was really a waste of money.

Seeing that he couldn't deceive them, Yang Daxing stood up and said, "You can kill me or chop me up, it's up to you."

Seeing how righteous he was, the tip of the knife immediately stabbed into his chest lightly, and bright red blood flowed down the blade.

At the same time, a woman's scream came from the woods: "Ah——"

Several people were stunned at the same time, watching a gray shadow force the fat woman and Yang Qi out of the dense forest.

Fubao said in surprise: "Xiao Hei!"

The wolf's ferocity was fully exposed at that moment. The cold light in its pupils frightened the two men so much that they retreated again and again, all the way to Yang Daxing's side.

Before Xiaoshui could make a move, he heard the sound of horse hooves coming towards them. His expression changed: "Don't worry about them, just go."

Xiao Hei jumped into the car smartly, and the family soon disappeared.

When Fubao looked back, the three of them had been surrounded by the group of soldiers and were silent. Qingyang had been sleeping in the car and had not opened his eyes once from beginning to end.

The whole family was shaken and jolted along the path, but he was the only one who remained calm and composed, and it was unclear whether he was asleep or not.

An hour later, they were resting in the same place, but there was a rustling sound coming from the bushes nearby, and then a little girl came out from there.

Fubao opened his eyes wide: "Xiaohuaer, why are you here?"

The little girl opened her eyes wide, and her thin face couldn't hide the panic expression. But when she found out it was her, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Xiaohua: "Mom and Dad, it's Grandpa Li and his family. Please come out quickly."

A man limped out, and with him was the second daughter-in-law of the Yang family, Lianqin, whom they had met before.

Li Huaiqing looked at the couple, who had almost no good meat on their bodies, in shock and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"

Fubao looked at the man and guessed that he was the second son of the Yang family who was mistreated by the eldest daughter-in-law of the Yang family as mentioned by the neighbors, who spent two hundred dollars on medical treatment for his legs and ended up being disabled.

Yang Erwang: "My father gave me most of the silver before he left. My brother teamed up with the soldiers to rob the money, but only found ten taels on me. He thought I had hidden the silver, so he dragged Lianqin and me behind his horse for a mile."

Lianqin was a quiet woman, but she couldn't help but feel aggrieved: "These ten taels are all I have. I really don't have any more, but he doesn't believe it."

The clothes on the two men could barely cover their bodies, and blood and flesh were everywhere.

Li Shuangrong couldn't bear to watch and took out two sets of clothes from his bag: "You two should put them on, at least they can cover you up."

The two people kept thanking him and put the clothes on carefully.

Yang Erwang burst into tears: "My father was strangled to death by my sister-in-law because he didn't give all the money to my brother."

Yang Xiaohua was almost stunned, but she still responded when she heard these words, and said sadly: "I saw it with my own eyes, I saw it with my own eyes."

Li Huaiqing was stunned for a long time: "Yang Hu, dead?"

Yang Erwang: "Yes, he is still in the bushes. I can't even afford a thin coffin, and I don't know how to bury my father."

The people in the car were silent for a while, then they took out their shovels and walked towards the open space, and actually dug a big hole with a grunt.

Li Shuangrong: "Although there is no coffin now, the old man still needs to be buried. You can come back and move the grave later."

With tears in his eyes, Yang Erwang carried Yang Hu's body out of the bushes and then carefully put it into the pit.

The Li family helped bury the body and put up a wooden sign.

Fubao took out some dry food from the space and handed it to his grandfather.

This Yang Xiaohua was the little girl who went to the Li family to report the incident when Yang Qi bullied Yi Qiu and Chong Xi. If it weren't for her, the two brothers might have died. It was only right to help her now.

Li Huaiqing handed them some dry food: "Although I don't know where you are going, you should still accept the dry food. Even if you don't eat it yourself, you can't let the children starve."

The thick stack of pancakes moved the three of them to tears. Yang Erwang: "Uncle Li! You are our family's savior. I will definitely work like a slave to repay you in my next life."

Lianqin tore off a small piece and handed it to Yang Xiaohua: "Eat it." They hadn't eaten for a long time and had suffered a lot on the road.

Fubao quietly handed Xiaohua a bottle of hemostatic powder and put one or two taels of silver in it.

After they said goodbye in a hurry, they set off on their journey again.

The official road was indeed much closer than the small road, and the road was easier to walk on. Now, no one knew how many villagers had passed them in the heavy rain. They had to rush to the city gate as soon as possible, otherwise they might not be able to leave the city.

We didn't stop the car along the way, but just kept moving forward, and finally arrived at the city gate in the middle of the night.

There was almost no defense at the gate, and the gate was open, but in the distance there was a group of people walking towards the city.

Fubao narrowed his eyes: "What is that for?"

Xiao Shui didn't bother to answer and kept urging: "Go, go!"

There were many people under the walls of the city who were planning to rest for the night and leave the city tomorrow. When they heard his roar, they woke up from their sleep and cursed, "Who the hell! Didn't you see that others were sleeping?"

Of course, they couldn't hear it, and under Xiaoshui's urging, the group left the city that night. An incense stick later, they were in an open space not far away, watching the well-equipped soldiers and horses swaggering through the Linzhou city gate.

Xiao Shui said with some relief in her tone: "Luckily we made it out, if it was a step later it would have been difficult."

Just as Fubao was about to ask why, he saw the huge city gate slowly closing.

At this moment, she looked at the sleepy Qingyang with a little more admiration in her eyes. He even timed his departure perfectly, and he was able to pass just in time.

Qingyang felt her burning gaze and said with a smile: "Don't look at it, I won't teach you this."

Several people set up a tent in the wilderness, and using the cover of night as cover, they rested soundly in the tent for a night.

The situation changed early the next morning. The flag of the Tiger Head Camp on the Linzhou city wall was removed, horns were blown continuously, and someone loudly read an imperial edict on the city wall: "The thief Xiao has seized the throne, it is unacceptable to the will of heaven, the return of King Li is what the people expect..."

Xiaoshui stood under the city wall with clenched fists, a dark light flashing in his eyes.

Qingyang finally woke up and patted his shoulder: "Look forward! No matter what happens."