In addition to the men sitting on the altar, there were seven or eight others sitting or standing everywhere. Although they were of different heights, they were all rough and strong. At this time, their eyes fell on Yin Jing and Zhang Sanhua, and several people laughed maliciously.

"Boss, this is the fourth brother who saw his brothers feel depressed and brought joy to him."

"Bah, Xue Lang, I think so beautifully." The fourth brother took out the dagger swords of Yin Jing and Zhang Sanhua from his arms and handed them to the boss, "Boss is the one of these two children. It seems that they are not the children of ordinary farmers."

"You're not an ordinary child, you'll bring it back. The fourth brother, you're ill-behaved." Xue Lang was choked by the fourth brother, and he felt unhappy.

"Xue Lang, don't be there to write, don't think that reading a few days has been great," the fourth brother turned to the boss who was watching the dagger. "I originally wanted to invite them to have a cake and some news, but I didn't expect that I forgot that I was scared of medicine in my water. I thought I couldn't leave, so I brought it back. Boss, if you think it's inappropriate, you'll throw them back later when the medicine faints."

"Oh, you can forget this. Fortunately, these two children have drunk it. If this is not the case, you don't know whether you can come back today."

The others laughed, but didn't say anything.

"This dagger is just an ornament." The boss threw the dagger in his hand casually. Yin Jing showed anger in his eyes when he saw it, and wanted to scold him, but his throat really hurt.

"This dagger is quite good." The dagger was pulled out and a slight sound was made, "Lanhua Layman's craftsmanship. The fourth brother, who did you find this from?"

The fourth brother held Zhang Sanhua's collar and dragged it forward and threw it in front of the boss.

"Little girl, tell me, how did you get this dagger?"

Zhang Sanhua stared at the bearded man without answering. A minion standing beside him came up and kicked Zhang Sanhua.

"Boss, are you asking you what you said. Why do you look down on us?"

Zhang Sanhua was kicked a few steps away, and her forehead rubbed against the ground, and blood was oozing out.

"Look at my memory." The fourth brother patted his forehead and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms. "The water was filled with dumb medicine. Come and drink some of this."

In fact, Zhang Sanhua didn't feel any discomfort in her throat. She just didn't want to talk to these people, nor did she want to talk to the things in the small porcelain bottle. But at this time, her waist was so painful that she was exhausted and tied up and couldn't move. So the fourth brother pinched her chin and poured her in and poured her medicine.

The mouth was smelly, and Zhang Sanhua couldn't vomit even if she wanted to, and her eyes were filled with tears. Yin Jing was anxious, but she could not do anything about it.

"Can you answer me now?" The boss played with the dagger in his hand, but never glanced at Zhang Sanhua at all.

Zhang Sanhua thought, it would be so distressing for my mother to see that there was a wound on her body.

"Forget it if you don't answer." The boss put the dagger into his sleeve, "For the sake of sending a good dagger, the fourth brother, please send her to a better yard."

"I know, boss." The fourth brother picked up Zhang Sanhua and was about to put it on the carriage. "Thank you quickly, my boss, my boss is just soft-hearted."

Zhang Sanhua stared at him, and when he threw her into the car, she suddenly spoke, "What's wrong with your son."

The fourth brother stiffened his body, his eyes widened, and his eyes looked at Zhang Sanhua very scary.

"What did you say?!"

"He misses you."

The fourth brother got into the car and pinched Zhang Sanhua's shoulder.

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Zhang Sanhua looked at Lao Si steadily and felt the trembling of Lao Si's hands.

"There is a kind of person called a psychic man who communicates with yin and yang, and knows ghosts and gods." Zhang Sanhua saw the fourth brother's lips trembling, "How can a child have the dagger of the Lotus layman?"

"Say! What else do you know!" As the emotions were out of control, the fourth brother's hands were strong, and Zhang Sanhua felt that his shoulders were about to break.

"Bring that boy up, and come to me at night."

The fourth brother stared at Zhang Sanhua and gasped. He stood up for a while, then fell off the curtain and entered the dilapidated temple.

I vaguely heard what the fourth brother and the eldest brother said, and then the laughter and scolded others. Then, Yin Jing was thrown into the car by the fourth brother.

“Speak now!”

Zhang Sanhua felt pain all over her body, and she really had no intention of dealing with the fourth brother.

"It's been so many years, it's not a bad time."

The fourth brother panted and gritted his teeth, scraped Zhang Sanhua with a look, and snorted and turned to leave.

Yin Jing squirmed and rubbed against Zhang Sanhua, and saw that the blood on her forehead had fallen on her eyes.

“…do it hurts?”

Zhang Sanhua glanced at him, "What do you think?"

"I blame me so much, I shouldn't help her." Yin Jing felt very guilty and indignant, "How could she do this? Are you not afraid of retribution?"

"He has been retribution." Zhang Sanhua tried to slow down her breathing, so it didn't hurt so much. "Don't tell you that the old man was dressed as the fourth child."

Yin Jing opened his mouth wide in surprise, but he really didn't see it. Seeing him being so stupid, Zhang Sanhua sneered.

"What should we do next?"

"Don't worry." Zhang Sanhua gently rubbed her face against the wall of the car, and the blood clotted on her face was very uncomfortable. "I can't say that we can go back soon."

Yin Jing didn't understand why, but he didn't ask much when he saw Zhang Sanhua was unconscious. Soon after, he fell asleep in a daze.

"Say, you know something!"

Wake up by the sudden sound, Yin Jing opened his eyes and saw the fourth brother squatting in front of Zhang Sanhua. He subconsciously screamed, and the fourth brother glared at him fiercely.

"Relax the rope for me." Zhang Sanhua did not answer.

"I'll let you go?" Lao Si reached out and was about to suck Zhang Sanhua, and Zhang Sanhua just looked at him quietly. For some reason, Lao Si just couldn't do this.

After cursing for a bad luck, the fourth brother still took action to untie the rope for Zhang Sanhua. Zhang Sanhua moved his stiff hands and feet and looked at the fourth brother again.

"I will only answer three questions for you."

Yin Jing thought the fourth brother would be furious again, but he only clenched his fists.

"What's my son's name?"

Zhang Sanhua pondered for a moment and said a single word.

"Tiger."

The fourth brother's lips trembled.

"How old is he?"

"Now, I should be five or six years old."

The fourth brother loosened his fists and clenched them tightly, feeling very nervous

"My son...is it okay?"

Zhang Sanhua sneered.

"Don't you ask, is your son still alive?"

Yin Jing showed that the fourth brother's mental state suddenly became depressed.

"Is he still alive?"

"This is the third question." Zhang Sanhua sighed, "Sometimes, being alive is not a good thing."

The fourth brother suddenly looked up at Zhang Sanhua, and when he saw the pity in her eyes, his eyes turned red in an instant. Then, he lay on the floor and sobbed quietly.

"Xiaohu... Dad is useless, Dad is useless, Dad is sorry for you."

Zhang Sanhua's eyes stopped at the back of the exposed neck of the fourth child and moved her fingers.

"Who did it!" The fourth brother suddenly stood up, his eyes like a ferocious beast who was fond of humans.

Zhang Sanhua was silent for a while.

"This is the fourth question."

"If I ask you to say it, just tell me!" The fourth brother pinched Zhang Sanhua's neck. Zhang Sanhua didn't struggle and still looked at him quietly.

Yin Jing was so anxious that he hit him with his head and kicked him with his feet. But his strength could only be considered as tickling the fourth child.

When Zhang Sanhua started rolling her eyes, the fourth brother let go of his hand. Zhang Sanhua fell to the ground and panted for a while before he recovered.

"If you say not, if you don't say it, I will strangle you to death if you don't say it."

"If you strangle her to death, you ask who will go?" Yin Jing couldn't help speaking, his voice was still hoarse.

"I said it, you can't deal with it." Zhang Sanhua sat up from the ground, "Besides, why should I tell you?"
Chapter completed!