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Chapter 183 Childish murder

As the saying goes, "Seven Eccentrics of Jiangnan", everyone started from the bottom.

This "Hidden Hero in the Bustling City" has blond hair. He has been an orphan since he was a child. He has a low sense of presence among the "Seven Freaks of Jiangnan" and his martial arts skills are also in the latter half.

Among his martial arts, except for the light kung fu which is quite passable, the rest are mediocre.

But there is one martial art, although the power he uses is average, it is also very famous and has its own origin - "Huyan Spear Technique".

That's right, it was the shooting skills of the Huyan family, one of the four great martial arts families of "Huyang Gaozheng" that had long been rumored to be famous during the Song Dynasty.

The Huyan family was also a legendary existence during the Song Dynasty, especially the Northern Song Dynasty. There were many heroes and heroes in the family, and even the female family members were famous. There were countless people who were crowned kings and marquises.

There are also good people who have arranged the Huyan family tree for ten generations.

The surname Huyan comes from the Xiongnu. At that time, the Huyan tribe of the Xiongnu tribe used the tribal name as their surname and called the Yan family, which was one of the four major surnames of the Xiongnu tribe.

During the Eastern Jin Dynasty, after the Huyan tribe entered the Central Plains, it was changed to the Huyan clan.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, the reputation of the Huyan family reached its peak.

With the descendants of "Double Whip" Hu Yanzhuo on Liangshan Mountain and Hu Yanyu fleeing overseas, little information about the Huyan family has been heard in the world over the years.

So, where did Mr. Quan Liu learn his "Huyan Spear Technique" from?

Quan Jinfa was not a native of Jiaxing, but a refugee from the north. He was too young to remember exactly where his home was.

When I was ten years old, I first arrived in Jiaxing and settled in a dilapidated small fishing village.

The children of the poor have already become the masters of their families. Quan Jin, who has been an orphan since he was a child, has blond hair and has the ability to make a living.

On this day, he just caught a fish and returned to the east end of the village, to the small dilapidated temple where he was staying temporarily.

I found that there were two more people in the temple, an old man and a young man.

The clothes are ragged and worn out, and he is sleeping soundly.

The older one is over fifty years old, and the younger one is a little girl of five or six years old.

Quan Jinfa didn't care. There were so many people fleeing these days, and he himself came here this way.

The fish soup without any seasoning still wafted out with its unique fragrance, which also woke up the two sleeping people in the temple.

Seeing the pitiful look of the little girl, Quan Jin's heart softened. He hurriedly picked up the broken bowl he was using and filled up half a bowl of fish soup and two large pieces of fish.

"Little sister, eat -"

The little girl swallowed hard and did not dare to take the bowl, but looked at the old man next to her with her eyes.

"Hey, Feng'er, eat it, I want to thank this little brother, ahem -"

"Thank you, brother."

The little girl thanked her in a low voice, then took the broken bowl and started eating.

After living in the dilapidated temple for two months, the old man took the little girl and left, saying that he was going to see a relative in Jiaxing City, and he never saw her again.

After getting along for more than two months, Quan Jinfa learned that these were grandfather and grandson. Their surname was Huyan, and the girl's name was Huyanfeng.

In order to thank Quan Jinfa, the old man taught Quan Jinfa a set of marksmanship step by step when his cough was not very severe.

Before leaving, I told him that the name of this set of marksmanship was "Huyan Marksmanship" and asked him to practice it hard.

Unfortunately, "Huyan Spear Technique" emphasizes the wide opening and closing paths. The gun moves like thunder and moves like a thunderbolt.

Most of them are immediate tactics, and require heavy force to fully exert their effect.

Quan blond hair is not a very talented person, he is always busy and does not have any special skills or natural resources.

A set of "Huyan Spear Technique", in his hands only has a complete set of moves and a slightly legendary name.

Later, Quan Jinfa lived in Kejiacun, where he met the Ke brothers. After traveling around the world, he met several people with similar interests, and they became the "Seven Eccentrics of Jiangnan".

After traveling to the desert for more than ten years, I returned to my "hometown" a few years ago and bought "Yuanyang Villa", which can be regarded as settling down in Jiaxing.

This time I went to "Peach Blossom Island" to attend the wedding of Guo Mo and Huang Rong. When I passed Jiaxing City on my way back, a notice posted at the city gate attracted Quan Jinfa.

It was a notice posted by the government announcing prisoners on death row.

By coincidence, Quan Jinfa saw Hu Yanfeng's name on the notice.

More than thirty years ago?

Quan Blonde's memory seemed to go back decades ago, to the ruined temple in the small fishing village, the figures of an old man and a young man, and his pitiful eyes.

There are very few people with the surname Hu Yan. The notice also states that this person is called Hu Yanfeng. Quan Jinfeng would not think that he has the same name.

When he returned to "Yuanyang Villa" with "Flying Bat" Ke Zhen'e, he told his elder brother about the matter and also told the story of that year, saying that he had to save her life no matter what.

Of course Ke Zhen'e fully supports it, but he also warns his sixth brother to consider everything over the long term and not to be rash.

According to the nature of Jianghu people, even if they really commit a mortal crime, whether it is killing an official and rebelling, or escaping from jail and rebelling against him, there will always be some desperate people.

But the "Seven Jiangnan Monsters" have their own principles, not to mention that now they are Guo Mo's supporters, so naturally they cannot act rashly and lose big for small things.

"Flying Bat" Ke Zhen'e stayed behind at "Yuanyang Villa", while Quan Jinfa went out to inquire for information.

We must first understand how Hu Yanfeng came back to life after so many years, and how did the crime of being a "death row prisoner" come about?

It turned out that after the old man left with Hu Yanfeng, he entered Jiaxing City and actually found that relative.

They are said to be relatives, but in fact they are people who have had friendships with the Huyan family for several generations. Their ancestor was a general of the Huyan family back then.

The current descendant lived in Jiaxing and became a local blacksmith.

At that time, there were many people who believed in and kept their promises.

Even though so many generations have passed, how can we sit back and watch when we see the members of our master's family reduced to such a state?

The most important thing is that the old man Hu Yan accidentally injured his internal organs during his early practice. He was impoverished and has not been able to receive effective treatment, and he still endures it today.

After seeing that my granddaughter had been entrusted with something, she fell ill and passed away a few days later.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! From then on, Hu Yanfeng lived in this blacksmith's house.

The blacksmith's surname was Hu. He did not marry and have children. A few years ago, he took in a boy as his apprentice and gave him his own surname, named Hu Zhuang.

A simple ideal, if you want your children to grow up strong, you can also inherit your career.

But contrary to expectations, Hu Zhuang didn't get stronger until he was eighteen years old.

Hu Zhuang was four years older than Hu Yanfeng. When Hu Yanfeng came to Hu Tiejiang's house, he was only ten years old.

The two of them can be considered childhood sweethearts, and they grew up as childhood sweethearts, although in Hu Yanfeng's young heart, the figure of "Brother Quan" still appeared from time to time.

However, after parting ways, there is a little girl whose grandfather has passed away, so what can she do?

When Hu Yanfeng was eighteen years old, when the little girl was born and grew up, Tiejiang Hu held a ceremony for Hu Zhuang and Hu Yanfeng to become husband and wife.

In order to express gratitude for the kindness of his ancestor's family and to show his respect for the famous Huyan family, Hu Tiejiang decided to let Hu Zhuang marry Hu Yanfeng as a "brother-in-law".

In other words, if the two of them have a boy and a girl in the future, they will take Huyan's surname.

This decision made Hu Yanfeng even more grateful. Hu Zhuang didn't care, since he was not named Hu anyway.

His father took him in, and now he can be with his favorite "Feng Mei", so he naturally has no complaints.

After the two got married, they had no children for many years, which was always a worry for Tiejiang Hu.

People who went around seeking medical advice virtually ruined the business of the blacksmith shop. In addition, the cost of getting medicine would increase. In the end, it would be impossible to make ends meet, and even the blacksmith shop could not be saved.

Tiejiang Hu didn't even come up for a breath, and the man in his fifties also gave up and left.

After leaving Hu Zhuang and Hu Yanfeng alone, they finally couldn't stay in the city any longer, so they moved to a small village on the southern outskirts of Jiaxing.

He rented a few acres of land from a large local farmer. Hu Yanfeng usually made repairs for others, and Hu Zhuang also made farm tools and other things for others piecemeal, and they managed to get by.

Fast forward to the next year, ten years after their marriage, Hu Yanfeng was already twenty-eight, and one day she discovered that she was pregnant.

She was pregnant at this age, which was considered quite old at that time. The two of them were as happy as children and took good care of her.

After ten months of pregnancy, I was blessed with Lin'er and gave birth to a big fat boy.

According to the preface, it was named "Hu Yande"!

The couple was naturally happy to have a son in the family, but life became even more difficult.

When Hu Yande was three years old, Jiaxing strangely encountered a severe drought, and the crops in the fields almost failed.

They rent a few acres of land from big farmers, but the grain they produce is not as much as the seeds they originally used.

Naturally, the rent could not be paid, and even the rice soup to make ends meet was about to run out. But at this time, Hu Zhuang was still sick.

In desperation, Hu Yanfeng had no choice but to go to the outskirts of the city and sell herself as a slave to an important family's wife. In exchange for some money and food, she could barely survive.

From then on, the family, which was already living in a precarious situation, lived in even greater straits. Hu Zhuang's illness was intermittent, and he never got better.

Finally, when Hu Yande was ten years old, that is, at the beginning of this year, the ice on Taihu Lake had not completely melted, but Hu Zhuang was on his deathbed.

Looking at his son in front of the bed, who was almost as tall as him, Hu Zhuang finally closed his eyes.

My wish to grow "strong", which I have never been able to achieve in my life, seems to be coming true in my son.

On weekdays, with Hu Zhuang as my husband, even though he spent most of his time in bed these past few years, this was finally a complete home.

Now that Hu Zhuang has passed away, Hu Yanfeng endured his grief and worked hard from dawn to dusk to do all kinds of work.

Not only thinking about using frequent work to dilute the pain of losing her husband, but also wanting to earn more money, Hu Yande's appetite was really a bit big.

As the saying goes, "There is a lot of trouble at the widow's door", Hu Zhuang left only two months later.

Spring has returned to the earth and the world is full of flowers. It is the day for the children in the city to go out for an outing.

There was such a young man named Mo, who was said to be a relative of a powerful person in Beijing. He opened a gambling house in Jiaxing City and frequently engaged in robbing men and dominating women.

In particular, this young man, Mr. Mo, has a special preference. He is obsessed with women in their thirties and forties, and claims to have "good virtues."

On this day, I went out for an outing, wearing bright clothes, angry horses, riding eagles and lackeys, and behind me were a dozen gangsters to help me.

Just after leaving the south gate, I happened to meet Hu Yanfeng, who was going home to visit his children.

Although Hu Yanfeng did not practice kung fu, the genes of the Huyan family allowed him to be taller than later generations, who were over 1.7 meters tall.

She has worked hard all year round and is strong and strong, not as delicate and weak as the southern women.

She is dressed in coarse cloth, but neatly tidied up, with a silk handkerchief covering her head, and no powder applied, giving her a mature beauty.

"Children, whose wife is this? Why have I never seen her before?"

Young Master Mo has spoken, and some of his subordinates have gone to inquire.

It didn't take long for the news to come back.

This woman is a widow with a ten-year-old child, her surname is Huyan, and she seems to be a daughter of a famous family.

This news made Master Mo feel that his entire bloodline was swelling.

"It's good to be a widow, but it's even better to have given birth to children. She's actually a queen from a famous family. The one I love is a queen from a famous family. She and I are a perfect match."

"Mistress, you go back to the city quickly and find someone to propose marriage immediately. I will enter the bridal chamber tonight."

Young Master Mo had long since given up the idea of ​​going on an outing, and the gangsters were also fanning the flames, waiting in a teahouse outside the city.

After struggling for more than an hour, the one named Xiaosanzi came back.

"Young Master Mo, that...that woman didn't agree to it and even threw out all the gifts that the younger one brought."

"The ten-year-old kid in her family is very vicious. He curses and threatens to break both of his legs if he comes over again. You see, he is so violent, should we change his family?"

"Haha - fierceness? Strongness is good! What I like is fierceness. The more fierce she is, the more accomplished I will be when she conquers her!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Children, the sage said 'rites first, then soldiers'. I have given you gifts. I will send troops now. Follow me -"

Led by Young Master Mo, everyone mounted on donkeys, mounted on horses, and rushed towards Huyan's house in a mighty manner.

After scolding the evil slave Xiaosanzi and a matchmaker wearing heavy makeup, Hu Yanfeng burst into tears.

"Mom, don't be afraid. If they dare to come again, De'er will break their legs."

Hu Yande's height belongs to those who are greedy for growth. When he is only ten years old, he is as tall as other children who are thirteen or fourteen years old. He has never learned martial arts, but when he has nothing to do, he always likes to hold the big hammer that Hu Zhuang used to make iron.

There was waving around randomly.

"Young Master Mo, we are just ahead. What do you think the regulations are?"

The mistress got off the donkey first and pointed to a dilapidated house not far ahead.

"You all wait here. I will go over and take a look. Today I want to open your eyes and see how I tame this rouge horse!"

This young man, Mo, was used to being reckless. He was in his thirties, had practiced the Crop Handle Style for a few days, and had saved several lives under his control.

Naturally, he would not take a woman and a ten-year-old child seriously.

Young Master Mo went up and knocked on the door of the two dilapidated adobe houses. After just two clicks, the door opened.

A child, only a head shorter than Mo Dashao, opened the door and came out.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

"Oh, you are that ten-year-old child? You have grown up with whatever you eat, and you are almost as tall as you, Mr. Mo. Is your mother at home?"

"De'er, who's here?"

Hu Yanfeng, who was in the house, heard someone looking for her at the door. She quickly put down her work and rushed over.

"Who are you?"

"Haha - don't worry, ma'am, let me introduce myself first."

"My name is Mo Qing, known as Young Master Mo. I am also considered the number one person in Jiaxing City. I have never been married. Our third uncle is a high official in the court."

"This morning, a certain family fell in love with the lady at first sight. Someone came to propose marriage, but the lady refused unreasonably."

"To show my sincerity, I personally came to the house and asked for my wife's hand in marriage. I wonder if the lady is willing to satisfy my longing for you?"

Oh, this guy even dragged me along.

"You...get out of here."

After Hu Yanfeng heard this, he suddenly became angry and stretched out his hand to push Mo Qing, trying to close the door in time.

However, how could she compare to Mo Qing in strength? Mo Qing grabbed her stretched out hand.

"How come my lady's hands have become so rough? I feel sad when I see them."

"Hey, it's all my fault that I came late. If you follow me, your wife will never be wronged in the slightest again. You'd better come with me -"

Mo Qing used his strength to pull Hu Yanfeng out of the door.

"Let go of my mother."

Hu Yande refused to do anything at the side and hit Mo Qing on the head with his fist.

Mo Qing tilted his head and hid.

"You little bastard, you still dare to hit me. If it weren't for your mother's sake, I would send you to see your father today."

Mo Qing raised his leg and kicked Hu Yande to the ground.

"De'er, leave quickly. You beast, I'll fight you."

Seeing her son being kicked to the ground by this evil man, Hu Yanfeng also took the risk and reached out to grab Mo Qing's face.

A group of evil slaves stayed far away, gesticulating and watching the fun.

Of course Mo Qing would not be cruel to Hu Yanfeng, he just controlled her hands with both hands while teasing Hu Yanfeng.

Hu Yande, who was kicked to the ground, took the opportunity to get up. He endured the pain and saw the big hammer leaning against the corner at a glance.

Without any time to think about it, I reached out and copied it.

"I let you bully my mother——"

He grabbed the handle of the hammer with both hands, rounded the hammer, and hit Mo Qing on the back of the head.

"Snapped--"

This time it was tied firmly, like "ten thousand peach blossoms blooming", and the dead body fell to the ground.

"Wow, people are dead——"

"Young Master Mo was beaten to death——"

The dozen or so scoundrels who were watching saw that their master Mo Qing was beaten to death by a ten-year-old child.

Immediately the tree fell down and the hozen scattered and fled in all directions. No one even thought of avenging him.

After Mo Qing was beaten to death, Hu Yande was also frightened. He dropped the big hammer in his hand and sat down on the ground.

"De'er, run away quickly, don't let the officials catch you."

In the end, it was Hu Yanfeng who reacted first and hurriedly went inside to pack his son's luggage.

In these days, all the countries stood side by side and escaped from the Song Dynasty. Although they were displaced, they could always stay alive.

"Mom, I can't leave. What should I do if I leave?"

No matter how tall he is, he is still just a ten-year-old child. How can he bear to leave his mother, not to mention that he just killed someone.

"Come here, surround this house and don't let a single murderer go."

While the mother and son were still arguing with each other, a group of officers and soldiers came and surrounded the Huyan family.

"God, are my Huyan family going to be extinct from now on?"

Hu Yanfeng's eyes were full of despair...


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