Father's love is like a mountain

Chapter 142
Si Mao covered his head with a banana leaf, and ran excitedly into the ruined temple, shouting as he ran, "Look what I brought back for you!"

The atmosphere in the ruined temple was a bit dull, but Si Mao didn't notice.

Usually he is very good at observing words, reading the air, but at this time he is too excited.

"I worked for Mr. Liu in the west of the city, and he rewarded me with a piece of meat! A whole piece!" He threw away the banana leaf, hopped like a dog to shake off the rainwater on his body, and proudly picked up the piece of meat in his hand. The little piece of meat shook.

It was a piece of fat and thin pork, about two or two pounds.

People in the city are used to eating beef and mutton, and few people eat pork, because pork has a strong fishy smell, and anyone who can afford it doesn't like to eat it.

But for the people at the bottom, such a piece of fat pork is their dream.

Put it in a pot, cook it with wild vegetables, oats, etc., with a little oily star, if you can get a little salt to put in, the taste... just thinking about it makes my mouth water.

Such a meal will give them strength for the next month.

Simao originally thought that other little beggars would rush forward screaming.

But the ruined temple was quiet.

Only then did Si Mao realize something was wrong.

"Erniu? Douzi? Millet? What are you doing? Why don't you come out!"

There was no response quietly, but there was a "beep" sound from inside, carefully distinguishing, and there was a smell of barbecue.

An ominous premonition rose in Simao's heart.

The rain outside the temple was pattering, and Si Mao's heart was also cold.

At this time, there should be many little beggars who have not come back, but the sick Erniu and the thin girl Xiaomi should be in the ruined temple at this time, preparing food for them.

Si Mao pulled out a dagger from his bosom - if a wooden handle tied together with a thin piece of rusty iron was considered a dagger.

The dagger gave him some courage. Holding the meat in his left hand and the dagger in his right, he tiptoed to the hall where the statue was enshrined.

He knew that something might be wrong.

These little beggars are not without enemies.

There is a group of human traffickers who are always trying to catch them.

Another group of old beggars did not deal with them.

Some wealthy households wanted to find slaves and also preyed on them.

There are also some people of various religions and nine streams, who trouble them for various reasons. It is said that there are also immortal masters from the evil sect who will recruit children to practice evil kung fu.

Weakness is a sin, they are too weak, and everyone is staring at them.

Such a small group of beggars will face catastrophe at any time.

They are just struggling to survive in the cracks.

Simao knew that at this time, he should run away, as long as he could live, he would be alive.

But he couldn't.

They are a group of homeless and fatherless children who depend on each other for survival and hug each other for warmth.

They are each other's relatives.

Finally entered the hall.

Several people were lying here and there on the ground, among them were three small bodies, namely Er Niu, Xiaomi and Dou Zi.

They were motionless, and it was unknown whether they were unconscious or dead.

There were more than a dozen adults in strange shapes. Some fell to the ground, some had their bodies embedded in the wall, and some had their heads missing.

What they have in common is that there is coagulated blood under their bodies, and they are presumably dead.

All kinds of weapons were scattered all over the place.

A fire was lit in front of the already collapsed statue, and a skinny dog ​​was placed on top of the fire. It had been plucked and bled, and it was scorching until it creaked.

Around the fire were five adults dressed in black, their bodies were wet, and they were quietly warming up to the fire.

Those horrific corpses didn't seem to affect them in the slightest.

Seeing him walk in, the five men in black turned their heads to look at him in unison, then turned back and ignored him.

This strange and tragic scene made Si Mao's nerves tense, and fear arose spontaneously.

Si Mao swallowed hard.

Every cell in him is frantically calling the police: run!

But he just bit his lip, clenched the crude "dagger", and said loudly: "What did you do with the beans and millet? I warn you, I'm with the Tonghai gang boss Xu, does boss Xu know? There are more than a dozen lives, a hero who has been cut dozens of knives and never said a word! No matter who you are, if you are sensible, get out!"

"Tonghai Gang?" A man in black seemed to be talking to himself.

A person next to him said, "It's a local gang in Linqiong Mansion."

The man before nodded calmly.

Judging by his demeanor, he looks like a leader?

Si Mao swallowed hard again.

These people obviously didn't threaten him, and they didn't even speak to him, and the conversation with each other was very dull, but they gave him the feeling that they were much more terrifying than the Tonghai gang.

Although a fire was burning, Si Mao felt cold and creepy...

"This little beggar should be in the same group as those few, what should we do?" It was the person who had explained before who spoke.

The four-haired eyelids twitched.

The leader did not speak.

The person who asked the question asked and answered: "Why don't you just take it back with you? This skinny person can be fed and stuttered. If the immortal master needs materials next time, he doesn't need to go out to look for them."

Si Mao only felt a chill rushing towards Tianling Gai.

He has never read a book and has little knowledge, but it does not mean that he lacks common sense in life.

In fact, he has been begging for a living on the street since he was a child, and his understanding of the world is far beyond that of ordinary people.

From what this person said, it can be heard that this person should belong to some kind of gang, and it is not a small gang, at least the Tonghai Gang is not taken seriously; their gang is likely to enshrine an immortal master of the evil sect , that evil master often needs to use living people to practice, or something else.

Millet, Douzi, and Erniu should not be dead yet, but they will be taken back by them as materials for storage; and they themselves will face the same fate.

Si Mao only felt that his knees were weak, he clenched his teeth hard and tried his best not to kneel down.

He certainly didn't mind kneeling if it was useful.

If kneeling could make these people spare him, Xiaomi and Douzi, he would kneel down without hesitation and kowtow again, one hundred, two hundred, even if it was dripping with blood.

Normally, if others could reward him with half a pancake, he would be willing to kneel down.

But he didn't want to kneel to these people.

Because he knew that such a person would not sympathize with him at all, and it would be useless to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Go and sit down there yourself." The man in black ordered in a flat tone.

They don't take themselves seriously.Si Mao thought: Do you want to take the opportunity to escape?

After thinking about it, he quickly dismissed the idea.

These are all people from the rivers and lakes who come and go.

Si Mao has seen the fights of Jianghu people before, the speed invisible to the naked eye, the power that can smash stone slabs...

With my bean sprout-like figure, it was impossible to escape from their noses.

The only way to survive... Si Mao's eyes swept across the strange corpses.

It could be seen that those corpses were not with these five people.

These corpses... have any accomplices?
If there is, then there may be battles to follow.

That's when you get out of trouble yourself.

Maybe they can save Douzi and Xiaomi.

Now Si Mao only hoped that the other friends who went to beg for food would not come back too early.

Si Mao obediently came to sit down next to his friends, and sniffed them by the way.

Si Mao has heard that Jianghu people like to use the method of "closing acupuncture points", which can easily make people unconscious.

Even with a light poke of a finger, hitting the "dead spot", the person was stabbed to death.

Fortunately, his little friends should not be hit by the "death spot".

When Simao's fingers were in front of their noses, they could feel extremely light breathing.

Sure enough, they were all alive, but passed out in a coma.

Si Mao breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, there is no need to die for the time being.

Next, it depends on how to escape.

Are you fleeing on the road?Or fled after being taken to the destination by these people?

And he definitely didn't escape alone, he had to take Douzi and Xiaomi with him.

In addition, it is best to find an excuse to go out and write a secret sign outside, so that other friends don't get close, so as not to be caught by the net.

Si Mao was thinking about it, when suddenly a man in black suddenly stood up with a vigilant expression: "Since you're here, why hide your head and show your tail?"

The other four men in black continued to quietly roast the fire.

Although the old dog on the top was thin, it was brushed with oil and was roasted so that it beeped.

Si Mao stared at the dog meat, and the tangy smell made him salivate.

But he was thinking in his heart, it seemed that these men in black were masters, they were very calm, they knew that there might be enemies nearby, but they didn't move.

Simao is a clever boy.

Children who are not smart enough have already died by the side of the road, and were even eaten by wild dogs!
He quickly thought, now that the enemies of these men in black have come, maybe they will fight, this is a good opportunity to escape.

But Douzi, Erniu and Xiaomi were all unconscious, and Simao didn't want to escape alone.

I don’t know how to relieve their acupuncture points, so I have to find a way to get the men in black to relieve their acupuncture points, or try other methods, such as pouring cold water on them to see if they can wake them up.

It is not realistic for the men in black to relieve their acupoints.cold water...

He looked towards the side door of the ruined temple.

There is rainwater outside the temple, and a mark can be made to prevent other children from falling into the trap.

What excuse do you need to make the man in black allow him to go out?
At this moment, there was a muffled sound from the west of the ruined temple, followed by the sound of bricks and stones collapsing, mixed with a few grunting sounds of pain.

It was only then that Si Mao realized that the man in black who had stood up to speak had disappeared, and turned his head to look to the west. It turned out that the man in black had already handed over someone.

There were three of his opponents, but they were beaten by the man in black.

Naturally, Si Mao couldn't see their movements clearly. He only saw the three people keep retreating and groaning, while the man in black was like a black whirlwind. "Kala Kala" fell.

Si Mao was dumbfounded.

When he saw these black-clothed men before, he made an assessment based on what he had seen in Fucheng when masters fought against each other, and felt that these black-clothed men should be masters of the rivers and lakes.

Now he knows he was wrong.

If the ones he saw in Fucheng before were masters, these men in black are Kung Fu Emperors!
No wonder they look down on the Tonghai Gang.

There are indeed reasons to look down.

Based on the martial arts of the man in black, it is estimated that the five of them could easily slaughter the Tonghai Gang.

Si Mao flinched uneasily, feeling that his plan was full of loopholes—in front of such a master, playing tricks would undoubtedly lead to death.

The man in black was in the midst of fighting with others, while the other four men in black were still sitting around the fire as if nothing had happened, with a strange tranquility.

After a while, the fighting sound stopped.

When Si Mao looked up, the man in black returned to the fire, and the three people who had fought with him before were nowhere to be seen.

Si Mao was silent like a cicada, and sat obediently.

After another meeting, someone outside the ruined temple raised his voice loudly: "It turned out to be an expert of the Five Prison Sect. I have met all of you in Xiazhu Lizhen. The Five Prison Sect has never been in the southeast. What are you doing?"

Si Mao's spirits perked up, wondering if he could be saved?

Although he is just a little beggar, he has heard of Zhu Lizhen's name, he is the most famous Jianghu master in Linqiong Mansion.

A man in black who had never spoken before said calmly, "It has nothing to do with you."

Zhu Lizhen said: "This has nothing to do with me, but you wantonly slaughtered people in the Jianghu of Linqiong Mansion, I will not be able to get ahead."

"It's okay to stand out, just be prepared to die. You can either come in and fight, or get out."

There was silence outside for a while, then Zhu Lizhen said apologetically, "Everyone is skilled in martial arts, please forgive us for besieging us!"

I only heard the sound of dense footsteps approaching, and after a while, at least two to thirty people poured in and surrounded the dilapidated temple with water.

These people all looked very strong, and each of them looked like a master.

Si Mao trembled, and his body got lower and lower until he lay on the ground.

He didn't want to be affected by Chi Yu!
He dragged Xiaomi, Douzi and Er Niu behind the collapsed statue, and held his head, not daring to lift his eyelids.

Only Zhu Lizhen shouted: "Do it!"

Then there are all kinds of fists and legs whistling, all kinds of weapons clanging, all kinds of screams of pain...

After about half a stick of incense, all the voices stopped.

Si Mao was bold enough to poke his head out to take a look, but he saw a dense crowd of people lying on the ground, five men in black were walking around the ruined temple, and when he saw someone who was still alive, he gave a palm.

The people who rushed in just now seemed to be dead.

Si Mao was petrified.

Are these men in black gods?That's amazing!
Even Zhu Lizhen, the number one expert in Linqiong Mansion, is no match for them!
Si Mao was very frustrated.

It seems that there is no escape. In the near future, I, Douzi, Xiaomi and the others will also become training materials for the evil sect's immortal masters, and their lives will not be long.

The five men in black were not unscathed, but they should not be seriously injured.

After they inspected the corpse, they returned to sit by the fire, and continued to grill the dog meat that had just fallen.

At this moment, the five men in black stood up together as if they were frightened, and looked at the entrance of the inner hall in unison.

The leader-like man asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Si Mao also turned his head to look, only to see a person standing there at some point, with a pale face, but a very handsome appearance.

He was wearing high-end but somewhat tattered clothes. It was strange that his clothes were not wet even though it was raining outside.

"My lord, Han Li, was unlucky enough to meet a robber, lost all his luggage, and suffered from hunger and cold," said the man with a smile, "I wonder if you can allow me to warm up here, and if possible, share some of this delicious dog meat? "

　Ermao was hospitalized for minor surgery, the author is in bed with you, currently consuming manuscripts~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)