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The firewood room was messily piled up with branches and dry straw. Like Li Yao, the two were blindfolded and leaned on a pile of straw, with their hands tied behind their backs. Panicked by the situation, Qi Muye lazily leaned on the straw, smiled, and continued to talk about the straw behind his back, begging for another place.

Due to the smoke, Fan Yizhi couldn't use his body strength and was very soft, but he kept on keeping his spirits alert to his surroundings. Zhang Fu was still at the side. He still didn't dare to take it lightly. He clearly felt that this young man had something for him. Great hatred.

Fan Yizhi has been on alert all the time, not daring to blink, staring at the young man who was sitting and watching them with a big knife in his hand. There was a coldness in the young man's eyes, and most of them were staring at him, but when they glanced at Qi Muye, their eyes were also Still cold, obviously felt that Qi Muye and Fan Yizhi appearing together is not a good person, when Qi Muye complained from time to time about the bad treatment in the firewood house, he finally couldn't help but flew over with a cold knife, his eyes were full of wanting him Killing intent to shut up.

However, no one in Qi Muye, even if he clearly received Zhang Fu's murderous eye knife, lay down with his hands tied behind his back, showing the comfort of being in the house, and continued to point out that the conditions in the firewood room were too poor.

"Although we are kidnapped, you haven't killed us yet, which means we are still valuable, so please don't use the firewood house to entertain us, find a better room, the straw in this firewood house hurts my waist It's gone...how about I come to talk to the people here..."

Zhang Fu, who wanted to be a cold bandit, couldn't take it anymore, and said coldly to Qi Muye: "Shut up! You are worthless, and I will stab you to death!"

Qi Muye looked at the young man sitting at the door. Although he was holding a big knife, his murderous intent was undisguised, but after all, he was too immature. Compared with Li Yao's killing intent, which was so substantive and piercing, the youth's murderous intent It doesn't frighten him at all.

Thinking of Li Yao, he couldn't help showing a trace of worry in his eyes, even though he knew that Li Yao was very powerful and seemed to have had an unusual friendship with these bandits, but when he thought of the pair of eyes that were sometimes ignorant like a teenager under the strength , he was still a little worried that Li Yao would be deceived by these bandits.

What if she is really tricked into becoming Mrs. Yazhai?

He just saw that the man called the head of the family reacted very unusually to Li Yao.

It seems that Li Yao is still called the head wife?

Could it be that he was really married?

Qi Muye's thoughts couldn't help wandering for a moment, thinking that he had never asked Li Yao if he had a crush again, because he acquiesced how such a bored person like Li Yao could have a crush.

Zhang Fu saw Qi Muye's face changed slightly, his eyes were half down, he seemed to be thinking, thinking that he was finally intimidated by his bandit temperament, he couldn't help sneering, thinking that these rich men were really so timid.

Qi Muye was brought back to his thoughts by Zhang Fu's sneer, he raised his eyes to glance at him, his eyes became colder, but he knew it was not the time to tear his face, he recognized the big knife in the hand of the master, it was a forged The black knife is extremely sharp, but the big knife is also very heavy, and it needs someone to control it to show its true power.

The owner of that knife was his father, Zhennanhou.

"If it weren't for our value, why would you take such painstaking efforts to take us up the mountain and not allow you to kill us? If you don't understand the reason, you can ask your boss to talk to me." Qi Muye Opening his mouth again, he felt that this boy could not speak in this cottage, and he needed to talk to the person in charge here.

Next, he must make good use of his own value, so that he can make good use of the value of these bandits.

In fact, Zhang Fu didn't understand why the first master and the second master hadn't killed these two people. After all, Fan Yizhi had caused heavy losses to the personnel in their Feima village, and almost all of them were lost in the siege.

After what Qi Muye said, Zhang Fu, who was blinded by hatred, finally realized something was wrong, and vaguely felt that what Qi Muye said made sense. If these two people were really worthless, why bother to risk exposing the location of the cottage again? , take them up the hill?

But if it is value, what is the value of the two of them?

Zhang Fu couldn't help looking at Qi Muye, who had never been in a panic, and Qi Muye looked at him with open eyes, and there was even a hint of the strategizing of a superior in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips, as if he had expected it a long time ago. Fu frowned, and said: "It seems that my value is quite high, and someone who can talk to you has really come."

Zhang Fu immediately followed Qi Muye's line of sight to look back, but there was no one there. When he turned his head and was about to laugh at Qi Muye's bluff, a person rushed over and whispered in his ear: " I don’t know who ran to tell Uncle Zhong that we’ve kidnapped two people and are heading here!”

Hearing this, Zhang Fu almost dropped the big knife in his arms. Realizing that there were still two hostages nearby, he couldn't act too out of character. He kept holding the knife and replied in a low voice, "Then Hurry up and stop him!!"

"Where can I stop it! People try their best to persuade him, but he doesn't listen at all...and..." The bandit who tipped off the news scratched his head, a trace of unnaturalness crossed his face.

Zhang Fu frowned. Although he is still young, he has grown extremely fast in the past few years, and his strength is also great. He can talk a lot in the cottage. Seeing this, he couldn't help asking: "And what? Uncle Zhong is not the head of the family." , you still can't stop it?"

Before the person came to answer, the lazy male voice from the corner of the firewood room rang out: "I can't stop it, we are almost at the door."

The bandit looked at Qi Muye with a surprised expression, and said, "How do you know that?!"

Zhang Fu suddenly turned his head to look at Qi Muye, with suspicion in his eyes, he had gradually understood the meaning of what Qi Muye said just now, originally he just thought that Qi Muye was scared and talking nonsense.From this point of view, did this person sense Uncle Zhong's arrival in advance?

There was always a slight smile on the corner of Qi Muye's lips, but there was no smile in his eyes, which made people feel cold. He only looked at Zhang Fu for a while, and then looked away dully. This action made Zhang Fu's heart suddenly An inexplicable unhappiness rose up, his face sank, and he was about to get up and plan to teach this noble young master a lesson.

Zhang Fu just walked up to Qi Muye with the knife in his arms, and was about to see Qi Muye's expression of fear, but Qi Muye's smile became brighter as he watched him approach him more and more.He suddenly felt something bad, even if he stopped and stood right in front of Qi Muye, behind him was the only window of the firewood house, his back blocked the light from the door and window, casting a shadow on Qi Muye.

"Zhang Fu, what are you doing?" A deep and slightly old male voice sounded at the door, looking at Zhang Fu's back with some doubts.

Zhang Fu immediately turned around, and before he could speak, Qi Muye behind him immediately let out an "ouch" and frowned, his handsome face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly. Tsukuru said firmly: "... I thought you were different from other bandits. After all, the owner of that big sword was named Song... that's all..." At this point, he couldn't speak clearly. "...I am afraid that this big knife was only snatched by you people..."

Even Fan Yizhi, who was lying next to him, couldn't help but glance at him with such an upsetting move and performance. In addition to surprise, there was also a trace of unexpected surprise in his eyes. He originally only obeyed orders because of the other party's identity, but now this young master It seems that it's not just a noble status, it seems that it does have a bit of brains.

Zhang Fu could vaguely hear that this was wrong. After all, the young man was annoyed by Qi Muye's actions and had the upper hand. He didn't do anything at all. This expression was clearly intended to frame him, and he shouted in a very bad tone: "I didn't at all ..."

"Okay, don't talk about it. I'm watching. If you hit me, I will hit you." Uncle Zhong waved his hand to signal Zhang Fu not to explain, and then turned to look at Qi Muye, who still looked down in pain.

After staring at Qi Muye for a moment, Uncle Zhong said to the people around him, "Go down first."

Although Zhang Fu loves to make trouble, he still has a heart for being wronged by Qi Muye, and tried to say again: "Uncle Zhong, I didn't..."

"Let's go down first, we'll talk about this later." Uncle Zhong obviously didn't want to entangle Zhang Fu with this matter.

Zhang Fu had no choice but to swallow his breath first, and glared at Qi Muye viciously. Before he closed the door, he had already decided that after Uncle Zhong left, he would knock off a few ribs of Qi Muye to relieve his hatred.

After the door of the firewood room was closed, only Uncle Zhong, Qi Muye, and Fan Yizhi were left.

"Okay, stop pretending. Anyway, at my age, I can see what's going on, but I didn't bother to say it just now." Uncle Zhong's gray hair, eyes still twinkling, exposed Qi Muye lightly.

Qi Muye immediately stretched his brows and eyes, smiled politely, and said, "It seems that the younger generation's acting skills are too bad." No wonder Li Yao said that his acting skills are poor, it seems true practiced.

Looking at Qi Muye's face, Uncle Zhong felt more and more familiar. He was a little scrupled about Fan Yizhi who was on the sidelines, and finally said, "...you said just now that you knew the big sword's surname was Song?"

Qi Muye said with deep meaning in his eyes, "Exactly, and I also know that this knife was forged by Sai Mo."

Sure enough, even the calm Uncle Zhong couldn't help being slightly surprised, it seems that he guessed right.

They didn't snatch this big knife, so the most likely owner of this knife is someone from the cottage!

This knife was his father Zhennanhou's victory in the last battle with Sai Mo, and he got it when he cleaned the battlefield. His father liked this knife very much at the time, but after the war, Sai Mo asked for peace, so he had to take the knife back In the mansion, there is no longer any room for it to be used. Seeing that the good knife is covered by dust.At that time, he was very young, and he vaguely remembered the majesty of the big knife. He tried to play with the big knife, but was reprimanded by his father.

After that, he saw a tall man coming to the mansion, his clothes were washed to white, his steps were like flying, but his gestures were elegant.His father was very happy to see this man, and his mother told him not to disturb his father's reunion with his old friends.That night, the two talked with candlelight all night, and the man left early, and he never saw the big knife appear in his father's box again.

When he grew up a little bit, remembered this matter, and while his father was happy, when he told him who this person was, his father's eyes sparkled, as if he was energetic when he was young, and said: "He...is an old friend of my father's. .Dad didn’t tell you about him, so I’ll just say it once. Don’t mention it to others..."

He also knew that his father's old friend was called Song Yi, and his ancestors were all good and honest officials. Song Yi went to join the army and fought side by side with his father, but he was framed. No guarantee, after Song Yi fled, they had no contact with each other.

Uncle Zhong was silent for a long time. He stared at Qi Muye for a long time. He followed Song Ruyu's father for a long time, and he knew something about Song Yi. Song Yi did have a good friendship with Zhennanhou when he joined the army. He even brought Zhennanhou with him when he fled. The precious sword.When Lian fled to the mountains to become a bandit, he was afraid of hurting his old friends, so he cut off all contact.

Qi Muye sighed slightly, he was in a difficult situation now.Although Zhennan Hou and Song Yi used to be old friends, but Zhennan Hou wiped out his old friend's cottage without knowing it, and this beam is still there.

Fan Yizhi on the side looked puzzled. After hearing these words, he learned the reason why Song Yi became a bandit. He thought it was normal to suppress bandits, but now he felt a little uncomfortable.

"...What's all this..." Uncle Zhong sighed helplessly, and was about to say something when the door was opened with a "bang", and a tall figure appeared at the door, and Song Ruyu's voice filled the whole firewood room .

"Uncle Zhong, don't let them go!!"

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The handkerchief on Li Yao's eyes hadn't been taken off yet. He didn't think it was too much of a hindrance, so he didn't take it off. He was held by Gu Xianshu and walked through half of the cottage until he arrived at the firewood room where Fan Yizhi and Qi Muye were imprisoned. .

He could hear the sound of Gu Xianshu panting slightly after standing still in the woodshed after quickening his pace because of his anxiety, while he still stood beside Gu Xianshu with an indifferent face and breathed peacefully, as if he had just taken a walk just now.

Gu Xianshu appeared at the door, startling a group of bandits who were guarding and watching the theater at the door of the firewood room. They stammered and shouted: "Second... Second master..."

Gu Xianshu vaguely heard the voices of several people coming from the firewood room, among them Song Ruyu's voice was very excited, mixed with the words "don't let them go" and "don't mess around", and there was even Uncle Zhong's voice, he wanted to go first Find out the situation: "What's going on inside? Why did Uncle Zhong come here?"

Several people looked at each other, and replied indifferently: "It seems that the big boss and Uncle Zhong... have had a quarrel..."

Gu Xianshu frowned, didn't count on these people, pushed them away and was about to enter the firewood room, only then did he realize that he was still holding a person in his hand.

Li Yao noticed his gaze, even though he was blindfolded, he kept looking at him, making Gu Xianshu speechless for a moment, and said, "Can you see?"

Li Yao shook his head and said, "I can't see it."

But his mental power can be detected.

"Okay..." Gu Xianshu thought about it very quickly, and said, "You stay outside first, it's a bit messy inside, I'll deal with it first. You just stand here and don't wander around." He also signaled to the bandits beside him Looking at him, he let go of his hand and planned to go in after speaking, but unexpectedly, his hand tightened again, and was actually held by the other party's hand.

Gu Xianshu looked back at Li Yao and asked, "What's wrong?"

Li Yao said lightly: "You forgot to untie it for me." Seeing that Gu Xianshu was a little unresponsive, Li Yao grabbed his hand and gently touched the handkerchief on his eyes.

Gu Xianshu suddenly understood, he had seen it a long time ago, but seeing the chaos in the firewood room, he was a little confused, he just wanted to go in and find out what happened, but he didn't think about it.He reached out to the back of Li Yao's head to untie the knot of the handkerchief, a little puzzled: "You can untie it yourself, why should I untie it?"

Li Yao lowered his head slightly so that he could untie it. His slender neck was white and soft, which seemed to have no intimidating force. He said softly, "You tied it up, so naturally you have to decide to untie it."

Gu Xianshu's fingertips paused slightly as he untied the knot, and Li Yao asked, "Can't you untie it?"

"No...not..." Gu Xianshu was originally anxious about the firewood room, but he calmed down and began to carefully untie that small knot, but he didn't know when a knot was tied in his heart.