Siheyuan: A journey of mountains and rivers

He Yuzhu decided to continue searching for other possible clues to find the truth about the missing fish. He and the young servant continued searching in the yard, carefully observing every corner.

During the search, He Yuzhu was very nervous. He knew that if he couldn't find evidence, it would be difficult to expose Yi Zhonghai's crimes. Every tiny clue could be the key, and he dared not be careless.

Just when they were about to give up, a faint light shone through the trees, attracting He Yuzhu's attention. When they got closer, they found that it was a small metal box left in the shadow under the tree.

He Yuzhu reached out and picked up the box. He opened it and saw a folded note inside. He unfolded the note and saw the following words written in scribbled handwriting:

"He Yuzhu, if you want to get your fish back, come find me."

He Yuzhu looked at this passage, and his heart sank. He knew that this was a provocation from Yi Zhonghai. But at the same time, he was also relieved because he finally had a clue.

"We have to go find him right away!" He Yuzhu said to the young servant, with a hint of determination in his eyes. He knew that now was the time to confront Yi Zhonghai head-on.

The two quickly left the yard and headed for where Yi Zhonghai might be hiding. He Yuzhu was filled with determination and courage. He decided to seek justice for the missing fish and make Yi Zhonghai pay the price he deserved.

In the courtyard, Xu Damao was even more domineering. He bullied the weak, oppressed the poor, and even bullied the helpless girls. His men were more brutal than the others. It seemed that under his leadership, they all became like wild beasts, indulging their desires and running rampant.

In this courtyard, there is a man named He Yuzhu. He is an ordinary young man who has been living in this courtyard in obscurity, barely making a living with his own hands. He never fights with others, never causes trouble, but just quietly does his own thing.

However, fate always likes to play tricks on ordinary life. One day, Xu Damao's men walked into He Yuzhu's room one by one. They smiled and said to He Yuzhu: "Boy, today we are here to play with you on behalf of the boss."

He Yuzhu frowned, he knew this was not a good thing. But he did not resist, he just followed these people out silently.

When He Yuzhu came to the center of the courtyard, he saw a girl named Qin Huairu. She was a lonely girl who had become a laughing stock in this courtyard. Today, she became the target of bullying by Xu Damao's men.

There was a flash of anger in He Yuzhu's eyes, but he held it back and didn't say a word. He knew that in such a place, the weak would always be bullied, and any resistance would be futile.

Xu Damao smiled and waved his hand, and his men began to touch Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu whimpered, but had no power to resist. Her eyes were full of helplessness and fear, as if she was calling for salvation.

He Yuzhu finally couldn't stand it anymore. He approached Xu Damao and shouted angrily, "Let her go!"

Xu Damao turned around, looked at He Yuzhu, and sneered, "Oh, isn't this our good brother He Yuzhu? Are you here to join in the fun too?"

He Yuzhu ignored his ridicule. He walked straight to Qin Huairu's side and protected her: "She has had enough of your bullying. What else do you want?"

Xu Damao's eyes flashed with a sinister look, and he said coldly: "He Yuzhu, do you know that you are going against me now?"

He Yuzhu did not back down. He said calmly, "I just want to protect an innocent girl. Is that wrong?"

Xu Damao sneered and waved his hand to signal his men: "Capture both of them!"

He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu were surrounded by a group of people. They were in a desperate situation, but they had no intention of retreating. They knew that this might be their only chance, and even if the road ahead was full of thorns, they had to go on firmly.

He Yuzhu felt his heart beating like a drumstick, and every heartbeat seemed like a fight for life and death. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that he could not lose, and he could not betray his conscience. Under the siege of the group of villains, their conversations and the sounds of fists and feet were intertwined.

"He Yuzhu, you are courting death!" Xu Damao's voice was full of majesty and arrogance.

He Yuzhu did not flinch. He replied indifferently: "I would rather die than watch you bully an innocent girl."

Qin Huairu stood aside, her eyes full of gratitude and admiration. She had already had hope for He Yuzhu, but now she was more certain that he was a trustworthy person.

The atmosphere around him became tense and oppressive, as if the air had frozen. However, this tension did not make He Yuzhu retreat, but instead aroused his courage and determination deep in his heart.

The villains surrounded He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu like a pack of wolves, trying to knock them down. But He Yuzhu showed amazing fighting power, his fists and feet were flexible and sharp, and every move was full of strength and determination.

His heart was in turmoil, and his thoughts were in a mess. He thought of his family, their helpless figures, and himself who had been bullied. All of this aroused the deepest anger and determination in his heart.

Time seemed to become slow and long in this fierce battle, and every second seemed to be a test of life and death. But He Yuzhu did not flinch, he knew that as long as he had a breath, he could not give up, let alone let those villains succeed.

In this fierce battle, every collision of fists is a cry for justice, and every attack is a fight against evil. He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu fight side by side, and their tacit understanding and trust make them indestructible.

In this courtyard, they lit a torch of justice, making those bullies feel fear and despair. They are not heroes, let alone heroes, but they have an upright heart and the courage to not fear power.

The fierce battle finally ended, and He Yuzhu and Qin Huairu stood on the winning side. Their bodies were covered with scars, but their hearts were full of satisfaction and pride.

He Yuzhu was in a heavy mood. Although they had won the battle, he did not feel a trace of joy in his heart. He looked at the injustice and bullying in the courtyard, and a sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.