During this period, Uncle Yang, the father, took his eldest son Yang Shengzi to the more than thirty people who were defending the city to die.

When more than 30 people saw Yang Shengzi, they burst into tears. One person cursed: "They are all men over half their age. Why are they crying? Don't let your mother-in-law see it and treat it as a joke."

More than thirty people wiped away their tears and knelt down on the ground. Naturally, it was their eldest son Yang Shengzi who knelt down. When Yang Shengzi saw this, he felt puzzled and wanted to kneel down and return the favor, but he was kicked in the butt by the old uncle Yang.

He rarely showed an angry look and shouted:

"They kneel to theirs, you just have to bear with it. What the hell are you kneeling for, little brat!"

More than thirty people left together with Uncle Yang, leaving only Yang Shengzi alone and alone.

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The third day.

At dawn.

In the side room of the Yang family, there were only the dead father, Uncle Yang, and his younger brother, Yang Shengxian. The father, Uncle Yang, hugged Yang Shengxian tightly and whispered in the ears of his younger brother, Yang Shengxian.

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Secret words.

The older one and the younger one stared at each other's bloodshot eyes. They were so old that they patted the younger one's shoulder hard. The younger one was wearing a green shirt and he was high-spirited. He casually threw the "Speculation on Ancient and Modern" that shocked the school to the stove.

Inside, it burned away, leaving no trace.

"Dad, I want to go into my brother's room and take another look at him. I won't say anything, just take a look from a distance."

Uncle Yang, the damn old man, nodded solemnly.

There seemed to be an autumn breeze blowing in Yang Shengzi's room. His younger brother Yang Sheng quietly looked at his sleeping brother. He finally felt reluctant to say goodbye to you and never saw him again!

Younger brother Yang Shengxian flicked his clothes and left.

Three groups of people.

A group of young men walked out of the gate of Qingwa Town.

A group of old and weak women left the town through a secret road in the west of Qingwa Town. They were escorted by the concubines and concubines in front of them.

A group of teenagers and children left the town through a secret road on the east side of Qingwa Town, guarded by the old man Chen Bo.

The walls of Qingwa Town were stained with countless blood, and there were flashes of swords and shadows. There were swords against swords, swords against swords. Some were killed alone, and some were surrounded and killed by many people. It was terrible to see.

The sound of swords and roars disappeared from the Qingwa Town gate until nightfall. All you could see was densely packed corpses. A group of black crows circled in the sky, neighed for a long time, and then flew down to the ground, pecking at the lungs, heart, and liver.

, and then fly further away.

A young man stood next to more than a hundred corpses, with his hands behind his back, and said softly to his subordinates:

"Burn everything with fire, clear the battlefield quickly, enter the town, kill without mercy!"

This team of strong men who were sent out of the town died cleanly.

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Yang Shengzi wanted to get up early today to say goodbye to his younger brother Yang Shengxian and talk to him again. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, his younger brother Yang Shengxian had disappeared and left the town early through a secret passage.

This made Yang Shengzi very angry. The angry old man told him that his brother would not leave until dawn, and he would give him a good scolding when his old man came back.

Yang Shengzi looked at the small pastry placed under the pillow. It was contained in a small box and was specially prepared for him by the widow Huaijia last time.

It's just that Yang Shengzi didn't eat much, and kept some for his younger brother. When the younger brother saw the delicious food, he didn't even eat it. It was reserved for you, so you don't have to praise me to death.

Yang Shengzi was not sent out after all!

Yang Shengzi thought that in the future his brother would become a high official, marry a beautiful woman, and return to his hometown in fine clothes.

When the time comes, I will definitely come back to see my hometown, and I will definitely go to my own house to remember how much suffering I endured back then to get to where I am today.

Yang Shengzi then put the cakes on his younger brother Yang Shengxian's pillow in the next room, and stood for a long time before walking out of the room.

About an hour later.

The damn old uncle Yang Er is back, but this time he looks at Yang Shengzi with a smile and says:

"Baby, do you want to open your eyes today? Dad will show you our family's heirlooms."

As soon as he went to the kitchen to bring out a bowl of food, Yang Shengzi suddenly became energetic. He quickly put down the food and trotted to the dead ghost father. He also smiled and said:

"Is there such a good thing?"

Uncle Yang, the damn old man, turned around and went into his house. After messing around for a while, he took out a rusty box, blew the dust off it, put his fingers on the lid of the box, and said to Uncle Yang:

"We have a rule tonight." Uncle Yang pointed at the wine bowl next to him. Yang Shengzi immediately understood and quickly poured the first glass of wine. Uncle Yang then continued:

"Baby, I will offer you three glasses of wine and say three auspicious words. You will drink three more glasses. Finally, we will have a drink together. Not only will we show you our family heirloom, but we will also let you see how powerful it is tonight. It's over.

I’ll give you a family heirloom later!”

When Yang Shanzi heard this, he nodded repeatedly, poured a glass of wine, thought for a while, and said:

"I wish the dead ghost father a blessing as good as the East China Sea and a life as long as the Southern Mountains. Please have the first glass of wine."

"I wish the damn old man will gain weight and marry a fat wife. Please have a second glass of wine."

"I wish the dead ghost father a great fortune and many children and grandchildren. Please have a third glass of wine."

The dead man burst into tears for the second time and drank three glasses of wine in a row.

Yang Shengzi also drank three glasses of wine, and then poured another glass of wine for himself and his dead ghost father.

"Way to go!"

The two of them clinked their glasses together and drank it all in one gulp.

After dinner, the damn old man was sitting on a wicker chair in the courtyard, and the little boy Yang Shengzi sat on his father's lap regardless, feeling very proud of himself.

The dead ghost father patted Yang Shengzi on the shoulder and said:

"Let's set off, brat, you're tired of sitting on the chair, would you like to accompany me to Fangliang Station?"

I didn't expect the brat to reply with such a sentence that he couldn't climb up.

The dead ghost father smiled and said nothing, carrying the little boy Yang Sheng, and with a slight jump, the two of them appeared on the beam.

Yang Shengzi is holding a box on the left, and Uncle Yang, the dead ghost father, is on the right with his hands behind his back.

One left and one right!

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