The identity of the child's father seems unusual

There was no time to think about why Yi Zhiyu felt the carriage was in danger, because not long after jumping off the carriage, four or five men in black who had been ambushing suddenly appeared.

"Get out of the way!" Jing Zhaoqiu shouted in surprise, after the carriage came a second wave of people to stop them.

Only then did Jing Zhaoqiu realize that he still maintained the way of thinking of modern people.

It was naive to think that I could leave smoothly.This is not the society ruled by law that he used to live in, and the value of human life is beyond Jing Zhaoqiu's imagination.When he was in the Jing Manor, Jing Zhaoqiu saw the maid who made a mistake and was directly beaten to death. The old lady just waved her hand and made up for the life with two taels of silver.

The carriage crashed, it is very likely that Master Jing regretted letting the two of them go, so he did it.But these few people are not like Master Jing's methods.

The most likely one is the second or third child of the Jing family.His death is in the best interest of these two.

Jing Zhaoqiu stepped back and asked, without losing any momentum: "Say, who sent you here?"

Four or five strong men: "Hehe, Fourth Young Master Jing, why don't you ask this question to Huang Quanxia's Lord Hades!"

Misfortune comes from heaven.

Jing Zhaoqiu took a step or two back, the edge of the river bank was behind him, and if he took two steps back, he would fall into the water, the river was very wide.You can't see the side at a glance, and you can't see the bottom when you look down. .With the two of them's bodies, it's not enough to face these four or five burly men. Are they really going to die here today?

"A fish, I said... let's fight them." Jing Zhaoqiu didn't look back, and looked at the enemy calmly with firm eyes. The difference in size and number seemed to be ignored in his eyes.The body is very weak now, but I did learn a little martial arts before, and I don't know if I can use it.

Jing Zhaoqiu put down the burden, folded up his sleeves and tied them tightly, picked up a wooden stick as thick as a small l-leg, eager to try.Although he was clearly at a disadvantage, his energetic and confident appearance was incredible in Yi Zhiyu's eyes.

Losing memory does not mean losing common sense.It is no exaggeration to say that even a child with a little strength can pry Jing Zhaoqiu to the ground.As long as he recalls a little, he can remember how soft Jing Zhaoqiu's slender waist and limbs are, and the lingering bitter smell of medicine shows his weakness.One night, I was confused and unable to extricate myself.What's more, before that, she secretly paid attention to him.

"Fourth Young Master Jing, today is your death day!" The assassin's expression was fierce and his eyes were cold, as if Jing Zhaoqiu and Yi Zhiyu were dead.

Instead of panicking, Jing Zhaoqiu sneered, hehe, Jing Zhaoqiu is not someone who is waiting to die, even if he dies, he will fight with you.

"Ahhh!" Jing Zhaoqiu yelled and stepped forward, but was caught off guard and dragged back. He turned around in surprise, and saw Yi Zhiyu approached with a blank expression, "What are you doing?" Although sometimes he becomes an adult inexplicably , but now he is a thin and thin young man, but he looks like he just entered the first year of high school in modern society.

So, what's the fun with a kid.

But in the blink of an eye, Jing Zhaoqiu no longer said that a brat was joining in the fun.Since then, the word "little boy" has never been mentioned.

This is too fierce, is he really a sick boy? ?Have we miscalculated?The above are the psychological activities of four or five assassins.Yi Zhiyu turned over everyone like chopping melons and vegetables, his thin limbs, with the naked eye, did not look like he could burst out with such great strength.I thought that one finger could kill him like pinching an ant, but I didn't expect the ending to be reversed.

The murderer was captured, and the pork on the chopping board jumped off the counter and became a hunter.

The assassins with bruised noses and swollen faces knelt down and begged for mercy, their noses streaming.Jing Zhaoqiu's jaw dropped when he saw it, why is he so powerful.

Yi Zhiyu turned his back to Jing Zhaoqiu, his eyes fixed on the kneeling assassin begging for mercy, his cold eyes were like looking at a piece of meat on the chopping board.He doesn't want to expose his other side, which may arouse Jing Zhaoqiu's vigilance.If it weren't for the appearance of these people, he wouldn't have to make a move at all.

Not wanting to see Jing Zhaoqiu's expression, Yi Zhiyu didn't dare to turn his head.

Jing Zhaoqiu took a step forward: "You are really amazing."

Yi Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief.The air-conditioning visible to the naked eye dissipated, and the winking assassin soon realized that this one was the real one who could make the decision, and instead knelt in front of Jing Zhaoqiu, begging for mercy.

"I beg you two heroes to let us go. We recruited us, and it was the second master of the Jing family who bought your lives. Please spare us, we will never dare again."

Second Young Master Jing?Jing Zhaoqiu had a strange expression on his face, it was really him, the same person might have given them the drug and the four young men fell into the water before the township examination, and even the youngest of the Jing family couldn't help wondering if it had something to do with him.

Once thinking about something, Jing Zhaoqiu would be very involved, and the villain who was kneeling in front of him begging for mercy suddenly turned against him and pushed Jing Zhaoqiu into the river.

The incident happened in the blink of an eye, and Jing Zhaoqiu didn't even have time to call for help!The unfathomable river swallowed him up in an instant, and not even a sleeve could be seen in the tumbling water.

Yi Zhiyu's face became extremely gloomy, as if a mountain rain was about to come.It is unforgivable that he made such a big mistake for not getting rid of these people immediately.It was just a momentary hesitation, not wanting to show Jing Zhaoqiu's more terrifying and incompatible behavior in front of this harmless human and animal face.

The villain finally realized how big a mistake he had made.This person who looks like he is only a teenager or even looks so good that it is difficult to distinguish between male and female is not as kind as they thought.

If he becomes ruthless, no one can escape.

Yi Zhiyu didn't kick any of them off, he just smiled and quickly broke the villain's bones, letting them taste the taste of the wind leaking from the bones forever.Then he jumped into the water without hesitation, searching for Jing Zhaoyang's figure.

Cough, cough, Jing Zhaoqiu's lungs seemed to be filled with a thousand catties of river water.Is the horoscope guilty of water? Why did you drown several times in a row, and the last fourth young master fell into the water and died. Will he follow in his footsteps?

This lesson is too profound.

He can no longer regard this place as the original time and space.Life and death are more common here.The backwardness of science has made killing easier and more common. When a living person dies, there will be neither surveillance recordings of the crime nor fingerprints and blood left behind.Even the murderer is hard to find after death.The dominance of power is likewise more pronounced.

If he was still alive, he would never be so careless again.if alive...

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"Okay, it's so cold..." Jing Zhaoqiu unconsciously yelled in sleep.

Yi Zhiyu, who was holding Jing Zhaoqiu in his arms, heard the words clearly, hugged him a little tighter, turned his head and said to an old woman in a blunt tone, "Can you sell me another blanket?"

"One tael of silver." The old woman opened her mouth wide, as if she liked to buy or not.

An ordinary blanket is definitely not worth a tael of silver, but listening to Jing Zhaoqiu's dream, Yi Zhiyu bought it for a tael of silver.The old lady sold the blanket and walked away triumphantly writhing her buttocks.What if he repents halfway through if he doesn't leave after earning the money.

The old woman thought in her heart, such a tall man, I can't beat the old woman.In the entire refugee team, the two brothers are the most conspicuous.A handsome young man was carrying a sickly man covered from head to toe, and his aura of love was very different from the basically gray refugee team.

It is not difficult to see that this is the trouble of the rich son.At the beginning some people wanted to bully the few with more, but that handsome young man was extremely vicious, gradually no one dared to provoke him.The old woman is good at calculating, and Wu can't write.

The weather is cold, especially at night, even urinating can freeze it. Although it is an extremely exaggerated statement, it is undeniable that it is cold.No matter how poor and desolate people are, they always carry a broken mattress on their backs.But these two sons in distress, one poor and the other white, are clean and tinkling!

Look, the one that the handsome young man is carrying must be sick and needs a blanket.Even if the price has been doubled several times, it can still be sold.The old lady made the deal.Among the hundreds of impoverished refugees, there was no one who had an extra blanket!The old lady thought so at first sight, and she really let her make a deal.

The blanket was a bit old and musty, Yi Zhiyu frowned and covered Jing Zhaoqiu.Holding him in one hand, poking the fire with the other, boiling a pot of boiling water in a broken earthenware pot, without a cup, he pulled out the entire earthenware pot to cool down.

When Jing Zhaoqiu wakes up, he will be able to drink clean water, and with water, Momo will not be so dry.The buns were exchanged for one copper coin, and Yi Zhiyu didn't like to eat them, so he only exchanged ten of them.After another day's journey, you can follow these refugee teams to the next county.

After rescuing Jing Zhaoqiu from the river, he had a fever.The baggage was lost, the banknotes were soaked in water and rotted, the only thing left was a dozen taels of silver and Jing Zhaoqiu's pair of gold bracelets, Yi Zhiyu was clean, only the pendant around his neck seemed worthless .

It was too late to go back to the city, and I had no direction to go to the next city. At this time, I met refugees who were migrating with their families. Fortunately, there was a doctor among the refugees.A doctor can cure it, but it must be diagnosed and treated at any time.

Without thinking too much, Yi Zhiyu put Jing Zhaoqiu on his back and left with the refugees.And their distressed appearance looks no different from fleeing.

The down and out noble son and the down and out peasant are both down and out.Who is better than the other? At least the naked peasants still have clothing to cover their bodies and dry food to fill their stomachs.

These refugees are from the flooded county next door. The flood destroyed farmland and mulberry gardens, destroyed houses and cities, and the refugees could not settle down.Then I learned that because of the excessive conscription in Xinyang City in the past few years, the young and strong labor force and even the elderly were conscripted, and after the battle, twelve out of ten returned home alive.There is a shortage of young and strong labor force, the growth of newborns has almost stagnated, the city's population is seriously underpopulated, and the proportion is extremely unreasonable. Most of them are women, children and the elderly. People can be divided into fields.

In addition, Xinyang City has an excellent climate and is suitable for farming, so a large number of refugees from other counties came from all directions.

After a day of driving, the refugee team took a break in a ruined temple.Yi Zhiyu occupied a secluded place, separated from the crowd.

Being out of gregariousness and being unusual made Yi Zhiyu talk and point in various ways among people, but Yi Zhiyu never paid attention, his eyes kept chasing Jing Zhaoqiu in his sleep.

Jing Zhaoqiu licked his chapped lips and couldn't stop saying, "Thirsty, I'm so thirsty."