The priest laughed: "Silly boy, your real name is Aleqiu. Have you forgotten? These things were your toys when you were a child. Come and have a look." Feng Miaoqing stepped forward and boldly sat on the priest's seat. On the opposite side, I casually picked up the old dolls, windmills and other small objects on the table and looked at them carefully for a while, feeling a strange feeling in my heart. She raised her head and looked at him doubtfully, and said calmly: "Old monster, what on earth are you planning? Just say it out loud, I have no intention of playing with you."
The old priest sighed, stood up, and said sadly: "Silly girl, you were still young at that time, and you may have forgotten many things. Your real name is Alqiu, and I am your grandfather. No one else knows your life experience. Have you told me?" Feng Miaoqing said calmly: "I am a Han, not a Bo. I have a grandfather, but he has passed away. What did you do to Brother Lu?"
Seeing her concern for Xiao Yunfan, the old priest said calmly: "Don't worry, that guy brought my granddaughter back to me. I'm grateful to him before it's too late, so how could I kill him?" Feng Miaoqing was heartbroken when she heard the priest said not to kill Xiao Yunfan. She felt peaceful for a while, but she still refused to feel relieved when she didn't see Xiao Yunfan.
Xiao Yunfan was locked up in a stone room, his hands and feet were shackled, and he made a clattering sound when he walked. The shackles were made of fine steel. Even when his internal strength was at its peak, he couldn't break it, and now he was even more helpless. He sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning against the stone wall and pondering: "This priest is so weird. If we disrupt the god-sacrifice ceremony with his temper, we will be executed by him. But what is his intention of sparing my life? Miss Feng doesn't know What's wrong? Did this old monster give her a hard time?"
While Rang was thinking, heavy footsteps came from outside the iron fence. Xiao Yunfan turned around and glanced, only to see a burly Bo man holding an oil lamp in one hand and a food box on the ground in the other, then turned and left. Just as Xiao Yunfan wanted to talk to him, the man's figure had disappeared outside an iron door.
He reached out and grabbed the pancake on the wooden plate, chewed it, and thought to himself: "This Bo people are extremely weird, and the priest is even weirder. Forget it, thinking so much is in vain, it's better to fill your stomach first Let’s plan an escape plan again.”
After two or three days like this, he couldn't help but feel anxious. While walking back and forth, I had some calculations in my mind. Inside the stone prison, there was no fire and it was completely dark. On weekdays, no one comes here except to deliver food. He used the sparks produced by the iron chain rubbing against the wall and used the rags and lint on his clothes to ignite the fire. He also set aside part of the meat delivered to refine the fat.
In a recess in the ground, grease was poured and a lamp was lit. In order to prevent the person delivering the meal from noticing, he tore his clothes into strips and tied them into a long rope. Then save half of the porridge and vegetable soup that you drink each time and apply it on the long rope. Over time, the long rope became both strong and extremely flexible.
On the seventh day, he guessed that the food deliveryman was coming, so he had already thrown a rope along the iron fence. The iron door opened, and the man strode in carrying a food box without looking down. Xiao Yunfan grasped one end of the rope and pulled hard. The rope loop on the ground shrank and wrapped around the big man's left leg. The big man fell to the ground with a thud, and in a panic, he quickly pulled out his sword to cut off the rope.
Xiao Yunfan put more force in his hands and dragged the big man's leg towards the iron fence. When the whole body of the big man was dragged over, he stretched out his arm, grabbed the chest and skirt of the big man, and slammed it against the iron fence, causing the man to faint immediately.
He picked up his sword and slashed at the iron chain. With a clang, sparks flew everywhere, but the iron chain was not damaged at all. After a while, the two guards guarding the prison thought that the person who delivered the food had not come out for a long time, and they guessed that something was wrong.
The two walked in holding torches and saw the big man delivering the food fell to the ground. One person stuck a torch into a hole in the stone wall. When I stepped forward and saw that there was no one inside the iron fence, I was shocked. The visitor leaned down to check whether the food delivery person was alive or dead. Another person took out the key from his waist, opened the iron fence, and walked in.
Suddenly, Xiao Yunfan fell from above his head. Before the man could recover, he was riding on Xiao Yunfan's shoulders. He received a palm from Tian Linggai and fell down immediately. When his companion saw this, he drew his sword and rushed towards him like a tiger. Xiao Yunfan sent his companion forward, and the two of them collided with each other with a bang. Xiao Yunfan walked around behind him and knocked the man on the back of the head with the knife in his hand, and the guard also fell down.
He breathed a sigh of relief and groped in their arms for a while by the firelight, but found no key to unlock the handcuffs and shackles.
He then thought: "This old monster is really cunning, he must have the key." The three guards were innocent after all. He couldn't bear to take their lives and did not kill them. They only tied the three of them into a ball and stuffed sesame walnuts into their mouths. He took down the torch from the wall and left the prison.
After just a few steps, he came to a stone bridge. The high priest was standing opposite him, looking straight at him. Xiao Yunfan's heart trembled: "This person's martial arts skills are several times better than mine. It seems that it is not easy to leave this time." Then he smiled and said loudly: "Haha, senior, he is finally willing to see me."
The old priest was quite surprised and said: "Good boy, you escaped unexpectedly." Xiao Yunfan smiled and said: "If senior hadn't given this junior a chance, I'm afraid I would have to stay in this cell for a while." The old priest said coldly: "What happened to those three worthless things?" Xiao Yunfan said: "Those three gentlemen are really sleeping in prison."
The old priest raised one hand and threw it forward. Xiao Yunfan stretched out his hand to catch the object he threw, opened his palm and saw that it was a bronze key. Xiao Yunfan smiled and said: "It seems that the old man is planning to let me go. What about my cousin?"
The old priest slowly walked across the stone bridge and came to him and said, "I let you go because you brought my granddaughter back to me." Xiao Yunfan said curiously: "The younger generation doesn't understand what the old man said. "
The priest said again: "Follow me."
Xiao Yunfan used the key to open the handcuffs and shackles and threw them on the ground. Then follow the priest. The two bypassed several forks and came to a stone room. The old priest sat in front of a stone table and pointed at a painting on the wall. Xiao Yunfan looked closely and saw a portrait of a woman hanging on the wall. The woman in the painting wears silver jewelry on her head, a necklace hanging around her neck, a blue embroidered dress on her upper body, and a pleated skirt on her lower body. Her eyebrows are somewhat similar to Feng Miaoqing's, but the difference is that the woman in the painting has a black mole on her chin.
Xiao Yunfan saw that the paper of the painting was old and yellowed, and it was definitely not done in one moment. He asked: "The person in the painting that the senior showed to the junior has some resemblance to Qingmei. But there are many people with similar looks in the world. Why does the senior want to conclude that Qingmei is your granddaughter?"
The old priest picked up the wine flask on the table, poured himself a glass, and drank it in one gulp. He exhaled and said: "There are people with similar looks, but there is a butterfly-shaped birthmark on her back that cannot be changed. The woman in the picture is my wife, and my wife has such a birthmark on her back. I My daughter also has it. I asked my servants to check it, and it was unmistakable. So I concluded that she is my granddaughter."
Xiao Yunfan grabbed the wine glass on the table, drank a glass, and said slowly: "The old man said this, I still have some doubts in my heart." The old priest touched the beard under his chin and said: "You want to ask, since she is me Why did my granddaughter fall into the hands of the Han people?" Xiao Yunfan nodded.
The old priest closed his eyes and said slowly: "Injustice, injustice. I lost my wife early in my life, and I have a son and a daughter. The little girl looks like my deceased wife, and I love her even more. From the perspective of us Bo people, boys and girls Girls are ordinary, not like you Han people who favor boys over girls.
Back then, when the little girl was washing her clothes by the stream, she met a Han man who was covered in wounds. She took the Han man home to recover from his injuries. As time went by, the two fell in love with each other. We Bo people never intermarry with Han people. When this Han man asked me to marry my daughter, I rejected him. Unexpectedly, my little girl was bewitched by him and ran away with this Han man behind my back. The two of them stayed anonymous and later had a child. This child is the Qingmei you call me.
One day, my daughter and the Han man came back with the child, hoping to gain my forgiveness. At that time, I was furious and insisted on killing this Han man. In addition, my youngest son is ignorant and asked the clan members to come with him. Even if I wanted to let them go, the clan rules would not allow it.
The tribesmen tied the two of them to stone pillars and burned them at the stake. I desperately begged my clansmen for mercy, and then I rescued my daughter and the little guy. The Han man was later killed by my clansmen. I...my daughter couldn't think about it, so she died in love..."
At this point, the old priest's eyes filled with tears. He held a porcelain cup with one hand, and crushed the porcelain cup into powder. The bright red blood fell on the table drop by drop. Xiao Yunfan sighed and said, "What happened next?" The old priest choked and said, "Then the Ming army broke into our Bo people's walled city and set a fire. I was separated from my granddaughter, and my youngest son was also killed. The Han people killed him. I was lucky enough to save a life.
I didn’t expect that in the future, I would meet a Han man with extremely high martial arts. He took pity on me and passed on his martial arts..." As he spoke, he suppressed his sadness. He looked at Xiao Yunfan blankly and said, "I can tell that my granddaughter I have feelings for you boy, but I don’t like you, old man, so please stay away from my granddaughter. "
Xiao Yunfan said: "I don't care about my matter, senior. As for Miss Feng's matter, you have no idea whether she will admit it or not." The old priest said angrily: "It seems that you are determined not to listen to my advice?" Xiao Yunfan looked at him. Reciprocally, he smiled and said: "I rescued her from death row. Where were you when she was most helpless?" The old priest reached out and slapped the table and roared: "It seems like you kid is unwilling to listen to me. if."
The light shone on Xiao Yunfan's cheek, his eyes sparkled, and he said slowly: "None of us have the right to make decisions for Miss Feng, she has to decide her own affairs."
