The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

"Leave the lead to me. You guard the sack and quickly rescue the child. Tang San, Tang Si and the others will be here soon. These five are no match for us. Remember to leave them alive."

Tang Zhongbai stared ahead, guiding her along the way.

"Okay, let's do it."

Tang Zhongbai rushed out first. He was extremely fast and went straight to the leader.

The leader heard an unusually strong gust of wind in the gale and picked up a steel knife to block it in front of himself.

He shouted loudly: "Something's going on, defend."

The other four immediately became alert and stood back to back in a defensive posture.

Tang Zhongbai thrust the sword straight into the chest of the leading man. He raised the knife and heard a clang, sparks flew everywhere, forcing the man to retreat. There was no one in front of the sack at this time. Jiang Muxia tapped his toes repeatedly and landed in front of the sack in one leap.

Tang Zhongbai shouted, "Jifeng, peck their eyes."

The gust of wind in the distance was summoned, spread its wings, and flew straight towards one of them.

The four men thought the woman in front of them was named Ji Feng, so they pointed their spears at her and were about to attack her when a large bird suddenly swooped down from the sky, pecked a bloody hole in one of the men's eyes, and blood spurted out.

The man screamed, covered his eyes, and collapsed to the ground.

"Old Four." Seeing the big bird flip over in the air and rush straight down again, the three men swung their knives towards Jifeng.

Ji Feng is very agile, there is no way he could let them succeed.

Jiang Muxia had already torn open the sack, and it turned out to be the master inside.

The child's lips were purple and her face was pale. She held her in her arms, but could not feel any warmth from her body. She quickly reached out to feel her pulse, but could only feel a slight tremor.

Her eyes were bloodshot and her fists were pounding.

She opened her cloak and wrapped the child tightly.

She picked up the dagger, rushed to the three people who were slashing at Ji Feng, and shouted, "You are a beast who murdered a child. Die."

Her body swayed, and in a flash, the three people were slashed in the neck and fell to the ground dead.

At this time, Tang San and Tang Si arrived with Jiang Qiangang. They looked at Jiang Muxia, whose head and face were covered in blood. She stood in the woods with her hair blown high by the strong wind. The dim light was shaking, and her figure looked like a ghost in the flickering light.

Tang San and Tang Si helped Tang Zhongbai take down the leading man, cut off his arms, and took him and the man on the ground back to the city.

Jiang Qiangang hugged his daughter tightly and burst into tears because the child had lost her breath.

Jiang Muxia snatched the child from his arms, "Don't cry, the child can still be saved, come with me quickly."

The three of them carried the child and ran straight to Chunxin Courtyard, and Tang Zhongbai slammed the gate so hard that it made a loud noise.

"Zhang Sanhu, open the door quickly..."

These three people are used to going to bed early and getting up early on weekdays. Today it was windy and they had nothing to do, so they drank some wine and just fell asleep drunk.

It was a sleepy time, and even though there was a knock on the door, it was too cold and no one was willing to get up and open it.

Tang Zhongbai clung to the wall and leaped over it, jumping into the courtyard. He opened the gate, turned around and walked quickly to Zhang Sanhu's door, and was about to kick it when it opened from the inside.

Zhang Sanhu was holding a lantern, his cheeks flushed, and it was obvious that he had drunk a lot.

"Zhang Sanhu, which room is warmer?"

Hearing Tang Zhongbai's roar, he sobered up a little and quickly stepped aside, "I have a stove in my room, it's warm in my room."

"Okay, boil some hot water and cook some millet porridge right now."

"Yes." Although he didn't understand what was going on, he saw that Tang Zhongbai's face looked very anxious and guessed that something big had happened.

Jiang Muxia quickly entered the house carrying the child, closed the door, and tucked the child into the warm bed.

"She was frozen to death. Let me move the stove over here." Jiang Qiangang said.

"No, a frozen person will die faster if he warms himself by the fire." Tang Zhongbai stopped him immediately.

"I'll go find a big bucket so she can take a warm bath so she can recover quickly." Tang Zhongbai walked out of the house quickly, found a small water tank in the kitchen and carried it into the house.

Zhang Sanhu took half a bucket of hot water and poured it in. Tang Zhongbai added cold water and tested the temperature.

"The temperature is just right. I'll leave it to you next."

No matter how young the child was, she was still a girl, and it was inconvenient for him as an unmarried man, so he pulled Jiang Qiangang out of the house and went to the kitchen to help with cooking.

Jiang Muxia carefully helped her take off her clothes, and then she saw that her small body was covered with bruises, which she thought was caused by the man kicking her.

She gritted her teeth in hatred, hating herself for not killing the beast with one blow.

The child gently entered the water. She kept an eye on the temperature and added water from time to time.

Gently rubbing her skin, her little body gradually warmed up.

A quarter of an hour later, her body temperature returned to normal and her little face turned red.

Jiang Muxia let out a breath and suddenly collapsed to the ground. The person was finally rescued.

She took the child out of the water, wiped him clean, dressed him, and tucked him back into bed.

He called her softly in her ear, "Master, Master, wake up..."

The child finally opened his eyes in response to her calls. She saw the face of the person in front of her clearly and burst into tears.

"Be good, your aunt is here, your father is here too, our little master is not afraid..." She patted the child gently, and the child was really scared. He was afraid that even if his life was saved, he would definitely get a serious illness.

When Jiang Qiangang heard the crying, he ran back to the house and threw himself beside his daughter.

The father and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly, and Jiang Muxia left the room. The child was so frightened that only the closest relatives could help ease her emotions.

"Master, why don't you change your clothes? You look too scary."

Seeing her covered in blood just now really scared him.

He didn't dare to ask what happened to these people.

"It's okay, I'm wearing more clothes."

"what."

Under Zhang Sanhu's puzzled eyes, Jiang Muxia took off her coat and threw it into the stove. The clothes were immediately engulfed by the flames and turned into ashes in an instant.

"Bang..." A loud noise was heard in the city, and a beam of fire shot straight into the sky.

The three of them quickly ran to the yard, "Oh my God, what happened in the city? Why is there such a big noise?" Zhang Sanhu exclaimed.

After Tang Zhongbai and Jiang Muxia looked at each other, they realized that what they were worried about had happened. Today's kidnapping was clearly intended to lure them out of the city.

"Brother Zhang San, the city may be closed tomorrow, so they will have to stay here for a few days. I leave them to you, please take care of them. Also, the child was frightened and was frozen all night, so he may have a fever at night. I remember there is a doctor in our village, please go there."

"Okay, okay, you guys have something urgent to do so go and do it."

Tang Zhongbai brought the horses over, and the two men rode back to the city quickly without even having time to say hello to Jiang Qiangang.

The lights on the city gate were bright, and there were many fully armed officers patrolling there.

Tang Zhongbai took out his token and shouted to the tower: "I am Tang Zhongbai, the second son of the Tang family. Please open the city gate."

The man on the top of the city wall was a stranger. He ignored him with a cold face and said to him lightly, "The rebels in the city have started a riot. Lord Zhang Qingxiang has ordered the gates to be closed. No one is allowed to enter or leave. You should leave quickly."

"Zhang Qingxiang? Zhang Qingxiang." Tang Zhongbai lowered his head and kept repeating the name. It was so familiar. Could it be the criminal judge Zhang Qingxiang who returned to his hometown to mourn his father's death?

Is it a coincidence that he comes back at this time?