[Jian San] Zhuang Hua is happy to be a father

Ye Xingtian watched the man escape, stuck his sword in the ground, propped himself up and rested for a while, then flew to the mountain to find a corner to hide, took off his clothes and took hemostatic powder to apply to his wounds one by one. He took out another thin shirt and put it on, then sat cross-legged for a while.

Meditating and regaining energy could not make his injury heal instantly, but it could regulate the turbulent breath in his body, promote cell vitality, speed up the wound healing speed and the absorption of the medicine effect.

After a while, Ye Xingtian looked down from the top of the mountain.Sure enough, as he expected, the escaped guy came with a large number of reinforcements and was searching for himself in the terraced fields.

Sure enough, I am obedient~

Ye Xingtian smiled slightly, and did not go down the mountain. He walked around the terraced fields and followed the mountain peak to the Sanjiao Village from the side.

Ye Xingtian observed around the bandit camp for a week, and suddenly saw a delicate sachet on the ground. The sachet was covered with some dirt, and it felt like it had been left behind not long ago.

He touched it carefully and picked up the sachet, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

It was a very special fragrance, as if I had smelled it somewhere before.

"... Whose thing is it?"

Ye Qingtian hid behind the tree and stared at the sachet, thinking and thinking, his eyes were gloomy, and his face was also very ugly. The reason is very simple - there are no women among those bandits, and this is a woman's sachet.

How could a woman's sachet end up here?Or has it just fallen?

——Unless, a woman came to contact the robber.

——As for the women in Daoxiang Village, because of the robbers, the village head grandpa ordered them to hide in the village and never come out.The women in the village are also very timid, and they will never go out to give the robbers a chance to spoil them.

——So... this woman is very likely to be a spy...

Suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared in Ye Xingtian's mind...

He suddenly suffocated his breath, and suddenly clenched the sachet—could it be her? !

——He suddenly remembered where he had smelled this smell before.And if his guess is true...

——Qiu Yeqing!

This is the smell of that autumn leaf green body!

This sachet is very delicate, and it really doesn't look like something that ordinary people use next to their bodies! ...At least in this small mountain village...

Ye Xingtian stared at the sachet, and whispered to himself, "No way... Li Fu is from our side..."

He said this to himself, and another thing that he didn't pay attention to before slowly came to mind under his suspicion.

—— Ye Xingtian often played with Mo Yu during this time. Mo Yu liked to play hide-and-seek with Maomao and worshiped Hero Tang, so his base was basically in the Hero's Tomb.But in fact, in addition to the tomb of the hero, they are also frequent visitors to the former residence of the hero Tang.

Ye Xingtian still remembered that there was a light rain that morning. After the rain, they went out to play and went to Tang Daxia's former residence. A few friends agreed to eat grilled fish.Mo Yu took Mao Mao to fish, and went to the book pavilion to clean up the location of the pavilion by himself. Outside the pavilion, he found a piece of paper that was wet by rain and the writing was blurred.

The piece of paper has long been blurred, and when he looked at it roughly, he didn't pay attention to it. The content on it was basically forgotten, but at this moment, when he thought about it, he felt that the content on it was extremely in his memory. clear.

Ye Xingtian clearly remembered that there was such a sentence on it - "...Brother Fu...it's not what it used to be...Brother Bao is sad...you can't let him know..."

And the inscription vaguely is the word "Zhu".

... Who is Brother Fu referring to?

"... When I brought you back that day, I saw Li Fu with the bandit, and I didn't know what to say. I thought that person was untrustworthy, but the village chief believed him firmly. I don't know. When will the village be pitted..."

…At the beginning, Dr. Chen’s suspicion seemed to be faintly ringing in his ears…

Ye Xingtian's eyes froze, his lips were drawn into a line, and the hand holding the sachet unconsciously tightened.

"...Brother Li...is that really you...?"

After a while, he suddenly stuffed the sachet into the space, turned around and continued to observe the bandit.The soft Baozi face with baby fat was calm, his eyes were firm and persistent, his brows were slightly frowning with worry, he was calm and calm like a child.

——Whether that Li Fu is good or bad, let Dr. Chen and the others be rescued first!

Sanjiaozhai is heavily guarded, it can be called ten steps, one post, five steps and one post, and there are many crises.Ye Xingtian looked down at his small body, and felt that he could reconsider.

The mountain was lush with vegetation. He looked at it for a long time, silently pulled out a lot of thatch, twisted and twisted, and made himself a simple grass skirt straw hat. He did not forget to put two small wild flowers on his head, and then squatted on the ground like a duckling. Move down the hill.

He has a small body and a small body, squatting on the ground in a small ball, and pretending to be disguised again, he really has no sense of existence at all.

Waiting for him to sneak into the Sanjiao Village, but no one found out.

He was lucky, and a bandit happened to be hiding behind a firewood pile not far away.The bandit squatted in a corner, holding a wine jar in his arms, his cheeks were crimson, and he was sound asleep.

Ye Xingtian said to himself, God help me, and cautiously rubbed towards the bandit, hiding behind the wood pile together.

Then, he took out a piece of cloth, stuffed it into the bandit's mouth, pressed the bandit's shoulder with one hand, and stabbed the bandit's hand with the sword in the other hand.

After a long and polite stir, the sadistic desire in my heart almost gushed out.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!" The poor bandit woke up suddenly, his eyes widened and he screamed sullenly and he almost jumped up, but he was brutally suppressed by Ye Xingtian, who had a strange power, when he got up a little.

Ye Xingtian pressed firmly on his shoulders, his small hands were white and tender, but they were as if made of steel, with infinite strength, even though the bandits struggled in every possible way, they couldn't escape from his grasp.Looking at the bandit's painful expression, not only did he not bear it, but he was full of satisfaction.

"Hey, I'll kill you if you move around~"

The soft, tender baby voice whispered in his ear, it sounded very innocent and harmless, but with his ferocious behavior and iron palm, it looked terrifying, so ghostly that it made people feel dizzy. numb.

The poor bandit is almost on his knees—Nima can hide in his lair and drink a drink so that disaster will come from the sky? !Can you still live happily? !

Ye Xingtian said: "Listen, I have a question I want to ask you, and you have to answer it well. I will take the cloth down later, don't shout - believe me, my sword is definitely faster than their running speed .Before they come to rescue you, I will definitely wipe your neck and send you back to your hometown!

Did you hear me? "

"Hmmmm!" The bandit nodded hastily.

Ye Xingtian took off the cloth strip stuffed in his mouth, and said coldly: "The first question, how many bandits did you come in?"

"Little one, the little one is just a kid, how would you know this!" The first question almost made the bandit cry.

Ye Xingtian looked at him coldly, and said: "Don't give me a moth! Even if you are a kid, you can stay in the old den to watch the house, and you can get wine to drink and be lazy, you are not an ordinary kid. !

——At least you should have a rough idea of ​​how many bandits there are!

If you are dishonest, don't blame me for being cruel, I'm sorry! "

As he spoke, he flashed his sword again.

"Don't, don't, don't!" The bandit turned pale with shock, and begged softly: "Don't, don't, little ancestor, don't, I said! I said! I said it's okay, my little ancestor! Come, come, let's put down the knife Speak well, don't accidentally injure your hand with a knife or a gun!"

"Thank you for your concern." Ye Xingtian said coolly, looking at him with deep eyes.

The bandit smiled sheepishly, and said, "I don't know how many small people there are on this mountain, but I guess it's about three or four hundred."

Ye Xingtian secretly compared the strength of the two sides in his heart, decided not to believe him, and asked, "When are you going to attack Daoxiang Village?"

"This..." The bandit rolled his eyeballs, and just as he was about to say something, he saw the knife was already resting on his neck, and the little boy was looking at him with a half-smile with raised eyebrows.

The bandit wilted immediately, lowered his head listlessly, and said frustratingly and ingratiatingly: "Young hero doesn't know something. Originally, we planned to trap Daoxiang Village first, but our second village master had an accident in Daoxiang Village last night. The Lord is furious, and it will probably take two or three days to formally fight with Daoxiang Village."

Ye Xingtian nodded, and said coldly: "The third question, a little girl died in Daoxiang Village, who killed it?"

"This, this, this little one really doesn't know, little ancestor!" The bandit wanted to cry without tears, and said, "You always see me squatting behind, drinking, sleeping, and making soy sauce. Who knows what happened before? ?”

Ye Xingtian pursed his lips, and said with a sneer: "You don't seem to know, but your answer still dissatisfies me. I'll give you one last chance—I heard that your village master has taken three hostages. Where are they?" .”

"Hostage? What kind of hostage? No, young master, there are no hostages!" The bandit said, seeing Ye Xingtian staring at him as if he was looking at a dead person, he flinched and said dryly: "Ah, I remembered Well, there really seemed to be a few people a few days ago, but one of them was a doctor who could poison people and let them run away."

"Hmph, you won't cry if you don't see the coffin." Ye Xingtian said coldly, "Where did they go?"

"I heard, I heard that they went to the terraced fields..." said the bandit.

"Oh, really, thank you." Ye Xingtian smiled, and the tip of the sword slashed across, leaving a very small scar on the bandit's throat.The bandit struggled a few times, but was suppressed by the extremely strong Ye Xingtian on the ground, and slowly lost his breath. To the end of his death, his eyes never left Ye Xingtian, and he stared wide as if he was complaining. What.

Ye Xingtian looked at the bandit who was dying, put his small hand over his eyes, and said softly: "Don't look at me like that, I won't kill you, why don't you wait for you to yell for someone to kill me?

I'm not stupid.

... What's more, who made you a bandit?

Bandit...

... damn it. "

It's not easy to come, but it's much easier to go, Ye Xingtian flew up lightly, although those robbers who couldn't fly saw him, they could only sigh and let him run away in vain.And once he was allowed to go back to the forest, it would be like letting the tiger go back to the mountains and the fish into the sea. It would not be easy to find him.

There is a deep valley between the bandit camp and the terraced fields of Fragrant Mountain, called Fragrant Valley, Wang Dashi once mentioned it to Ye Xingtian.

Thinking of what the bandit said they fled to the terraced fields, but Ye Xingcai came from the terraced fields and found no hostages inside, so he decided to go to Xianggu Valley to take a look.

As expected, Chen Shang and the others were hiding in the depths of the valley. Everyone was very happy to see Ye Xingtian, so Chen Shang shouted happily: "Little Tian!"

Ye Xingtian turned over with a kite and landed in front of Chen Shang from mid-air. He clasped his fists in a dignified manner: "Uncle Chen, Xiaotian was ordered to pick you up!"

"You?" Chen Shang and the others couldn't help being amused by him. They looked suspiciously up and down, and Chen Shang smiled and said, "Thank you, little boy! We're trapped here, and we don't know what's going on in the village. What's the matter?"

"Xiaoyue is fine, and most of the village is fine, but...Xiao He is dead." Ye Xingtian said sadly.

Dr. Chen Shang immediately stared and said angrily, "What?! Xiao He is dead?! Who did it?"