Ying Yi's heart skipped a beat and a foreboding feeling came out.

He loosened his ribs, threw away the wild boar, raised his whistle and ran towards the village.

The winding loess path under your feet that reached the forest was trampled by horse hooves. Ying Yishen and his heart became heavier.

After only half of the path in the forest, Ying Yi smelled a faint smell of blood. His face changed drastically and he ran and shouted: "Brother Zhang! Mr. Wang! Brother Zhang!"

"open..."

When Ying Yi rushed out of the woods and came to the entrance of the village, he stopped suddenly, opened his mouth wide, and could not say anything.

Several wooden stakes were erected under the big tree beside the village, with more than a dozen bloody corpses nailed to the stakes. The dark red blood flowed all over the ground, almost drying up. A pair of dead eyes looked at Ying Yi, and there was still a trace of resentment and fear left on his twisted face.

"Brother Zhang!"

Ying Yi roared and rushed to the front. The whistle stick in his hand fell to the ground. He slowly stretched out his hand, untied a thin man from the wooden stake, slowly covered his face, and pressed his eyelids.

But these dead eyes were reluctant to close. Ying Yi was distracted and saw Brother Zhang pointing his finger at the village, he couldn't help but murmur: "I know Brother Zhang is dead with his eyes open, yes, sister-in-law, little girl!"

He screamed and rushed into the village. In the village that should have been peaceful and peaceful, all the corpses of the old man were everywhere. The gray-haired head and dry body were so shocking.

"Sister-in-law! Little girl!"

Ying Yi rushed into a small courtyard like crazy, with a small body, barefoot, nailed to the door panel.

"Little Ya!"

Ying Yi rushed over and knelt in front of the door panel with a pounce.

"Little Ya..."

Ying Yi's whole body trembled and his face turned ashen!

This small body, covered with bruises and bloody lower body. A big hole was broken into the chest, and the face that was originally yellow but extremely cute was covered by blood. The eyes that were always happy were wide open, and the remaining twists and fears were still vaguely visible.

"Beast! Beast!"

Ying Yi cried loudly.

He howled, tore off his linen clothes, carefully wrapped his little body, and hugged her in his arms: "Little Ya...Little Ya...Uncle is back, uncle is late. Uncle is sorry for you!"

A big man from Ang Zang cried and burst into tears. Who can understand Ying Yi’s current mood?!

Hate! Incomparable hatred!

I hate myself for going into the mountains! I hate myself for how can I get such a careless thing in this world!

Pigs and dogs are worse than that, and they are struck by lightning!

"revenge!"

Ying Yi suddenly raised his head and shouted: "I must take revenge, and I will not be a human being if I don't kill the evil thief!"

Suddenly, Ying Yi heard the messy and thin footsteps, and he turned around suddenly: "Thief!"

He was like a lit explosive pack and jumped out of the yard at once, and saw a man from the bloody Linla staggering to the front of the yard.

"Brother Ying! Is it you, Brother Ying!"

The man suddenly collapsed to the ground and wailed: "Brother Ying, where have you been? Why are you back now? Where have you been? Where have you been! The villagers died so miserably!"

Ying Yi's tense body suddenly became soft and hugged the man and cried bitterly.

After crying, Ying Yi helped the blood man up, his voice so low that it was extremely low.

"Who is it?"

Sun Xiucai sobbed and said, "It's a thief! A thief!"

"Bite?"

Ying Yi gritted his teeth: "Where did the thief come from?"

"It's a tiger!"

Sun Xiucai cried again: "The thief who was killed by heaven is not a human being, my wife and children!"

"Stop crying!"

Ying Yi's eyes were red and he shouted angrily: "Who is a tiger? Tell me quickly!"

Sun Xiucai sobbed intermittently, and it took a while for Ying Yi to know where the so-called tiger came from.

It turns out that the so-called tiger is Li Guo, the nephew of the thief Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng has been rampant for a long time. A tiger is famous among the thieves, so it is widely known. Although Sun Xiucai was just a destitute scholar, he was also a scholar. Occai occasionally went to nearby counties to exchange information with classmates. Therefore, he knew that A tiger was the man.

At noon today, a tiger led a team of 100 people into the village and killed everyone when they saw it. Sun Xiucai fainted in the chaos and luckily saved his life. When he woke up, a tiger had not left yet. Sun Xiucai was frightened and dared not move, but heard the conversation of the thief.

I realized that the one who broke into the village was a tiger.

"This beast seemed to be instructed by the order of a thief to contact someone. After passing by, I found Xiao Wangzhuang... I pity my fellow villagers, wives, children and brothers, either killed or kidnapped!"

After hearing Sun Xiucai's crying, Ying Yi's angry heart gradually calmed down.

He hurriedly said, "In other words, a tiger has even kidnapped many villagers?"

"Um."

Sun Xiucai nodded quickly: "They only kill the resisting people and the weak, and abduct women and the strong... Woo woo... my fellow villagers!"

Ying Yi's heart sank and a little hope arose.

He did not find any trace of Zhang's sister-in-law. He must have been kidnapped by a tiger. Ying Yi could imagine the consequences of being kidnapped by a thief. Either follow the thief or...

"I will rescue them!"

Ying Yi clenched his fists tightly: "Since you know it's Li Guo, then there's no hurry. Sun Xiucai, you and I will collect the bodies of the villagers first and put them in the soil for peace."

If it is an unknown thief, even if Ying Yi keeps the body not collected, he will chase him immediately, for fear that he will not be able to find the escape. But since he has a reputation, he can come to him at any time, and he is not afraid that he will run away.

Sun Xiucai nodded panic. He had long lost his mind. What Ying Yi said would be what he said.

The property and food in the village were plundered by the thieves. Ying Yi picked up the discarded wild boar. The two of them ate some random things, then buried the bodies of the villagers, dug a big hole at the entrance of the village, and buried it in a hurry.

Only Brother Zhang and Xiao Ya were buried alone by Ying Yi.

In the night, by the bonfire beside the woods, Ying Yi and Sun Xiucai surrounded the bonfire to keep warm.

Ying Yi was strong and was not afraid of the cold at night. But Sun Xiucai, a weak scholar, was trembling with coldness at this moment.

Ying Yi took out the fire, raised the fire, and said in a deep voice: "Sun Xiucai, what are you going to do in the future?"

Sun Xiucai was stunned, and a hint of suspicion appeared on his haggard face: "Don't Brother Ying avenge Xiao Ya?"

Ying Yi grinned: "I will not be a human being if I don't kill a tiger."

"Okay." Sun Xiucai gritted his teeth and said, "My wife, my children are all dead. Now that he is alone, does Brother Ying think that I, Sun Xiucai, will I be afraid?"

Ying Yi shook his head slightly: "You are a weak scholar, how can you take revenge? I will take revenge by myself."

"No." Sun Xiucai said excitedly: "I am afraid of death. I can't even do anything about my wife and children die in front of me. Brother Ying, I'm ashamed! I want to take revenge too!"
Chapter completed!