Seeing that Mustache recognized that Miss Tian was a girl, Changsheng and the Tian family were filled with souls, secretly thinking something bad.
Before everyone could come back to their senses, Mustache had already grabbed Miss Tian's hair and started to drag her out, "Let's go play with the uncle."
Seeing that their daughter was about to be humiliated, Mr. Tian and his wife knelt down at the same time and begged, "Hero, please do well. She is still young, please spare her."
"Haha, you're not young. You deserve to be treated well." Mustache smiled wildly.
While Old Man Tian and his wife knelt down to plead, Changsheng ran to the door and bowed deeply to the three people standing next to him coldly outside the door, "Several heroes of the beggar gang, please show your dignity and spare her life."
"Haha, we are just playing with her, and we won't hurt her life." A man with a scabby head smiled evilly.
Although the other two people were a little older, they had no mercy and paid no attention to Changsheng. They just looked at Miss Tian with interest.
Old Man Tian and his wife held on to the hem of Mustache's clothes. Mustache struggled to shake them off several times, but a piece of the hem was torn off. They were so angry that they kicked Old Man Tian down, "If you dare to make any more noise, Kill them all.”
Aunt Tian cared about her daughter and did not let go. She grabbed the hem of Mustache's clothes and begged. The boy also ran forward and hugged Mustache's left leg.
Mustache was unable to free himself and became so angry that he pulled out his knife and slashed at Aunt Tian.
Chang Sheng was pleading with the people outside the door to stop Xiao Hu. When he saw Xiao Hu pull out a knife, he hurriedly shouted to stop, but before he could scream, the bright long knife had already hit Aunt Tian's neck.
Aunt Tian fell to the ground crookedly before she could even make a sound of pain. Most of her neck was cut off by him, and she was bleeding profusely and died instantly.
Seeing his wife's tragic death on the spot, Old Man Tian became furious and red-eyed. He grabbed half a gray brick from the ground and rushed towards Mustache with a cry, "You damn thief, I will fight with you."
Old Man Tian wanted to die with Mustache, but Mustache didn't give him a chance. Before he could rush forward, he rushed forward with a knife. With the sound of tearing cotton cloth, the long knife went straight through his chest.
Old man Tian was seriously injured and was exhausted. Although he held the half brick in his hand, he was unable to smash it down.
"Immortal old man." Mustache pulled out his long knife and yelled ferociously.
After pulling out the long knife, Old Man Tian's chest and back were instantly stained with blood, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.
Seeing her parents die tragically in front of her eyes, Miss Tian was extremely shocked. She was paralyzed on the ground with palpitations and fear, without even crying.
Although the boy was only seven or eight years old, he was still a boy after all. The tragic death of his parents made him scream angrily and with hatred in his heart. He tilted his head, opened his mouth, and bit down on Mustache's left leg.
The mustache grinned in pain, yelled and brandished a knife.
Seeing this situation, Changsheng rushed over desperately.
"Keep the little cub for use." Someone said outside the door.
Hearing the man's words, the mustache was not cut off. Changsheng took the opportunity to hug the boy and drag him away from the mustache.
Seeing that Changsheng dared to come and rob someone, Xiaozhu was disdainful and disgusted, and suddenly kicked him over.
This kick almost knocked Chang Sheng out of his back, but he ignored the coughing and wheezing, hugged the boy tightly and took him to the corner.
Mustache looked down at the injury on his leg and made sure it was not serious. Then he spat at the two people in the corner, and then dragged Miss Tian out of the west wing by her hair.
When the boy saw Mustache dragging away Miss Tian, he instinctively wanted to chase her out, but was hugged by Changsheng. He couldn't move, so he could only cry and call for his sister. He screamed so heartbreakingly that his heart was broken.
Changsheng hugged the boy tightly. He had been walking with Old Man Tian's family for many days, getting along day and night, and they were very close to each other. Now that they had suffered an unreasonable disaster and were killed, he was extremely angry in his heart and wished he could rush up and kill them. , but he doesn’t know martial arts, and he never carries an arrow or crossbow with him, so he is no match for these villains.
The door of the west wing was not damaged yet. Mustache dragged Miss Tian out of the west wing, closed the door with his backhand, and bolted it from the outside, locking the two of them in the room.
The boy struggled hard and couldn't break free from Chang Sheng's embrace. He became so anxious that he bit Chang Sheng's arm.
Changsheng's arm hurt but he didn't shrink his hand. At this moment, his heart was pounding. He only felt that he was weak and incompetent. He watched Old Man Tian and his wife die under the knife of the evil man but could do nothing.
The boy was crying in the room, which made Mustache upset. "It's very annoying to cry like a ghost. Why should I leave him?"
"You can get a lot of money by amputating your hands and feet using the art of harvesting and cutting, and sending them to the downtown to beg." someone answered.
"You are not very proficient in the art of harvesting, breaking and cutting. You are useless and your efforts are always in vain." Mustache said.
The man smiled and said nothing, and then heard footsteps heading to the main house to the north.
The boy cried a few times and then stopped crying. It wasn't because he couldn't hold it back, but because he was so sad that he fainted.
Although Old Man Tian was injured and on the verge of death, he did not die immediately. He struggled to say something. Seeing this, Chang Sheng hurriedly let go of the boy, crawled over and helped Old Man Tian sit in his arms.
Old Man Tian was injured in his lungs. Not only was the wound bleeding, but blood also overflowed from his mouth and nose. He could no longer speak, so he could only support himself, raised his hand and pointed at the boy in the corner, and at the same time looked up at Changsheng.
Changsheng guessed what he was thinking and said hurriedly, "Don't worry, I will protect him well, and I will also find a way to rescue your daughter."
Chang Sheng was glad that he spoke in time. As soon as he finished speaking, Old Man Tian tilted his head and died.
Seeing old man Tian die, Changsheng Haosheng was sad, but the situation was critical and there was no room for him to mourn. The top priority was to try to save the two siblings.
There is no rear window in the west wing, only one facing east. If you climb out of the window, you will definitely be seen by several people in the main room.
what to do? what to do?
Chang Sheng held his head in his hands and thought anxiously. Although he fought side by side with Batulu and others before, he only played the role of filling in the gaps and relied only on the crossbow. Now Batulu and others have joined him. Being separated and without his crossbow, he was no match for those villains. Not to mention there were four opponents in total, and he couldn't beat even that mustache.
Poison? No, not to mention whether he could prepare the poison. Even if he could, he wouldn't have enough time, not to mention he didn't have the chance to get close to those evil people and take the opportunity to poison him.
Just as Changsheng was thinking anxiously, Mustache's laughter came from the north room, "Haha, I'm a little thinner, but I'm still fair and tender."
Hearing Mustache's voice, Chang Sheng was anxious and angry. He couldn't figure out why these Beggar Clan disciples were bullying the poor victims. These people were all skilled in martial arts. Even if they didn't help the strong, they shouldn't bully the weak. Such despicable behavior is really unconscionable and inferior to animals.
Although Chang Sheng didn't know what Xiao Hu and others were doing, he knew very well that he couldn't delay. If he delayed, Miss Tian would definitely be tarnished and her reputation would be ruined.
The west wing was originally the kitchen of the City God's Temple. The temple Zhu left some debris behind when he escaped. Changsheng rummaged through it eagerly, trying to find something useful. As for what was useful, he didn't know.
The only thing that might be useful was a rusty kitchen knife. Holding the kitchen knife in his hand, he had the urge to run out and fight for his life many times, but in the end he suppressed it. He had a heavy responsibility and could not die, especially his own death. There is no value.
Just when he was in a state of panic but could do nothing, he suddenly discovered that the blood shed by Aunt Tian did not spread around, but was concentrated in a small area between several floor tiles.
Seeing this situation, the first thing he thought of was that there were cellars underground. Cellars are not uncommon nowadays. Almost every household has one. Most of the cellars are used to store grain and vegetables. There are also some cellars where the owners hide. Used for disaster.
Thinking of this, I hurriedly knocked open a few floor tiles with a kitchen knife. Sure enough, there were wooden boards under the floor tiles. When I opened the wooden boards, there was a downward passage inside.
The passage was dark, damp and musty, and it was unclear whether it was just a cellar or a tunnel leading elsewhere.
The situation was urgent. Changsheng didn't think much about it. He ran to the corner and dragged the boy into the tunnel. Then he ran to the bonfire, picked up burning firewood and started setting fires everywhere. The west wing where he was was connected to the main house to the north, and the wing would soon catch fire. Spreading to the main house, this is the only way to stop a few people from doing evil.
The first thing he lit on fire was the window paper. The window paper used to paper the windows was all waterproof oil paper and was very easy to ignite. The window paper ignited and quickly burned the window lattice.
There was wind tonight, and the wind helped the fire, and the fire took advantage of the wind. In a moment, the flames rolled up to the roof beams of the house. When several people in the north room discovered it and ran out to see what happened, the entire west wing was engulfed in flames.
At this time, several people could no longer enter the west wing, nor could they put out the fire. They could only curse loudly from inside the courtyard.
The smoke filled the air and he could not breathe. Changsheng could only retreat into the tunnel. Worried that the wooden boards above the tunnel would be burned by the fire, he climbed out and pushed down the water tank next to the wall. There was still half a tank of water in the water tank, which could soak the ground.
The moment he covered the wooden board, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the house, "Fu Sheng Boundless Heavenly Lord..."
