I saw that the gangster leader's thin face was evenly divided into two halves from forehead to chin by a red whip mark. The tip of his nose was swollen like a carrot, and blood flowed from both nostrils. The whole face turned into a big painted face, which looked like a stage.
The clown on.
Song Xixi didn't use much force on this whip, but she didn't expect it to have such a dramatic effect.
The gangster leader collapsed and cried, pointing at Song Xixi with trembling fingers: "Shi Ke cannot be killed, if you dare, you can send me away with a whip!"
This was the first time Song Xixi heard such a strange request, so she decided to fulfill him: "That's right, we share blessings and hardships, so you should accompany your little brother!"
After saying that, she flicked her wrist, and the riding whip went straight to the thug leader's chest as if it had eyes.
The gangster leader never expected that Song Xixi was serious. He rolled on the spot to avoid this heavy blow: "Damn girl, you bully the weak and have no moral ethics!"
As soon as this statement came out, not only the gangsters didn't notice, but the people hiding in the corner watching the fun also pointed and laughed.
He obviously had a large number of people and bullied a little girl who was only a few years old. Now that the little girl was beating her up and running away, he beat her up and said that others were bullying the weak and had no moral ethics. Is there anyone more shameless than this?
Song Xixi was too lazy to chatter with the gangster leader, and swung her horsewhip impatiently: "If you want to beat me, then beat me, stop talking nonsense!"
The gangster leader shrank his neck in fear, and in front of all the younger brothers, shook his head as if convulsing: "No fight, no fight!"
In his heart, he wished he could hang up Song Xixi and beat him for humiliating him, but his strength did not allow it. Now he could only hold it in his heart and did not dare to express it at all.
The gangsters breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that the eldest brother was finally smart and did not choose to confront him head-on. In the future, he could still call him "big brother".
Seeing that the gangsters had given up, Song Xixi did not hold on to them and threw the riding whip to Zhao Minglang: "You can deal with these people. It's time for me to go home."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mingli stopped her subconsciously: "You, where do you live?"
At that time, he was hurt by Song Xixi's indifferent attitude, and he didn't bother to inquire about anything related to Song Xixi. He only knew that his father paid for a piece of land and resettled the Song family'ao together. He didn't know the specific place of resettlement.
That's why he was so surprised when he just saw Song Xixi, which was like falling from the sky.
"Why, you have to come and say thank you again?" Song Xixi looked at Zhao Mingliang jokingly, and sure enough, he saw an awkward look on his face.
"You saved me, so you should come and say thank you!"
Zhao Minglang said confidently, but his face turned red from his neck to his ears: "Don't think that if you save me, I will forget your rudeness!"
Song Xixi: "...you are thinking too much."
Zhao Mingliang felt as if he had been punched on cotton, and he suddenly became angry.
Song Xixi reminded: "Remember your promise, if they dare to trouble me or my family later, I will blame it on you, Zhao Mingliang."
After that, he turned around and left.
Zhao Minglang had a tangled look on his face, wondering whether or not to catch up. He turned away from Song Xixi and came back from the corner of his eyes. He felt happy in his heart, thinking that she still had something to say to him.
Unexpectedly, Song Xixi spread her hands and asked him for money: "In order to save you just now, I broke a chair in someone else's teahouse. You have to pay this money to someone else."
Zhao Mingliang: "..."
In her eyes, his co-author Zhao Minglang is not as important as a chair and money?
No matter how depressed Zhao Minglang was, he still asked the guard to go to the teahouse with Song Xixi and compensated the store owner for the chair.
Song Xixi ignored what happened next and took Lu Erhu and others back directly.
On the way, a few little carrots praised Song Xixi in various ways, praising her to the point of saying that she was in heaven and on earth. It was hard for them to think of so many complimentary words at such a young age.
Only when they expressed their request to learn moves from Song Xixi in a roundabout way did Song Xixi know the real purpose of these little carrot heads.
"As the saying goes, one strength can defeat ten groups. I am strong enough to defeat many with less. I don't know the moves you mentioned."
Facing the longing eyes of Shang Lu Erhu and others, Song Xixi told the truth: "When I meet a true martial arts master, my strength will be useless."
If she had the opportunity to practice martial arts in the future, she might as well learn it. She didn't have any extravagant hopes of flying over the roof and walking over walls. She just had to be able to withstand a real martial arts master.
Lu Erhu and the others were still young. They only knew that she was already the most powerful person they had ever seen. They couldn't understand her words for a moment: "Then, how did you get your strength? Can we be like you?"
Song Xixi shook her head: "I'm born with it, you can't learn it."
The light in Lu Erhu's eyes went out, and they all drooped their heads and did not want to speak.
Song Xixi shook her head helplessly, letting them slowly digest this "cruel" reality.
When we walked to the intersection where we met in the morning, a group of people gathered there, seemingly discussing something.
Tietou was very curious, so he leaned over to inquire.
After a while, he ran back with a white face and said, "Oh no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, the big hunter in Chujia Village has disappeared. I heard that he was eaten by wild beasts, and his body will never be recovered!"
Song Xixi's face changed slightly and she asked first, "Is the great hunter you are talking about called Chu Liangshan?"
Tietou nodded quickly: "Yes, it's him! He is the only serious hunter in our area, and he makes a living by hunting."
Song Xixi had a bad premonition in her heart and quickly walked over to ask those people for news.
These people are from Wantou Village. From Song Xixi's accent, she can tell that she is from Song Jia'ao.
Although the three local villages were very repulsive to Song Jia'ao, they did not hate a seven-year-old child. Several villagers told Song Xixi what they knew.
It turned out that before Chu Liangshan went into the mountain yesterday, he told his wife and children that he would go back before dark. As a result, the couple stayed at the dinner table for half the night and did not see his figure.
Realizing that something was wrong, the mother and son knocked on the door of the village chief's house that night, begged the village chief to mobilize the villagers to go into the mountains to look for someone, and offered to give five taels of silver to whoever found Chu Liangshan.
For the villagers, five taels of silver was not a small amount of money. Several villages immediately became excited after receiving the news, and they all abandoned their work and went into the mountains to look for people.
It's just that more than 200 people went into the mountain together, and they didn't even see Chu Liangshan's shadow, so they all speculated that he was taken away by wild animals and his body was gone, otherwise there would be no traces at all.
Hearing this, Song Xixi felt heavy in her heart. She left the shouts of Lu Erhu and the others behind and plunged into the back mountain...