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Chapter 170 Daddy said, I am a centipede spirit.

The old patriarch and Li Zheng were lying on the ground, and several people were surrounding them to apply plant ash to their wounds. When Zhao Heng saw this situation, he immediately asked: "What's going on?"

The old patriarch and Li Zheng had both fainted. The old patriarch's son explained anxiously at the side: "Brother Zhao, please leave quickly and take A Bao with you. Someone from the county government came this evening. It was said that they came from the prefect, saying that such heavy snow needed to be sacrificed to the sky, and that they needed to find boys and girls. They said they chose Ah Bao. My father and Li Zheng disagreed, so they were beaten. They said they would come to take Ah Bao early in the morning. Treasure away."

Because they had obtained the herb to save the child from the Zhao family before, the old patriarch's son and daughter-in-law were a little anxious, and they kept urging Zhao Heng to leave.

Let Zhao Heng take A Bao away for a while and wait until the time to sacrifice to heaven is over.

"You don't have to worry about my father. My father is willing to atone for his sins. You should leave now while it's dark." The old patriarch's son kept urging.

"Choose Abao to be a virgin?" Zhao Heng sneered.

"I heard from my father that these outsiders must have been secretly investigating for a few days. There are few girls in the nearby villages." The patriarch's son said helplessly.

"It's too cruel to sacrifice to the sky. Such heavy snow is not man-made..." the patriarch's daughter-in-law whispered from the side.

Just when Zhao Heng threw a bottle of gold medicine to them, Blacksmith Yang leaned at the door of the patriarch's house and called Zhao Heng in a low voice.

Zhao Heng turned around and saw Blacksmith Yang waving to him.

Zhao Heng walked out and saw Blacksmith Yang carrying a big baggage. When he saw him coming out, he immediately handed the big baggage in his hand to Zhao Heng.

"Dabao Niang and I prepared this for you. It's desolate outside now, so you can use it on the road." After Yang Blacksmith finished speaking, he handed Zhao Heng a note: "This is my aunt's house. Qingzhou, just go east after leaving Langzhou, their family has moved away long ago, and this house is still empty."

Blacksmith Yang was talking nonchalantly, and Zhao Heng did not interrupt, but listened quietly. Until the end, Blacksmith Yang rubbed his hands sadly, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You guys... take care of yourself."

"Take the things back." Seeing that Blacksmith Yang had finished speaking, Zhao Heng directly put the big baggage on Blacksmith Yang's shoulders. He shook his head: "We won't leave."

"Are you crazy?" Blacksmith Yang, who had always had a good temper, became irritable.

"Those are people from the prefect's yamen. We can't make trouble." Blacksmith Yang shook his head.

"Go back." Zhao Heng patted Blacksmith Yang on the shoulder, and then entered the house of the old patriarch's house.

Li Zheng and the old patriarch had been carried to the kang to lie down, and the golden medicine given by Zhao Heng was also used.

"Let's go quickly. If they come to the village, haven't you trained us for a while before? We can resist for a while." The patriarch's son, whose surname is Jiao Mingyang, is a man with a lively mind. When Zhao Heng trained them before, his mind He turned around very quickly, and... he seemed to particularly admire Zhao Heng, and was not as patriarchal as the old patriarch.

"I'm at home. Let me know if you have anything." Zhao Heng patted his shoulder and walked out.

Zhao's,

Dabao was anxiously giving his little bundle to A'Bao, who had just crawled out of bed in confusion. She rubbed her eyes and still didn't understand why Dabao was here.

On the side, Mrs. Zhang told Wang Chunniang the news in an anxious tone. On the side, Zhao Xuan and Jiang Ting had tense faces.

"With such heavy snow, you can't escape anywhere." Wang Chunniang shook her head: "Don't worry, we will be fine."

Abao saw Yang Dabao pile a big little bundle in front of her, and she muttered: "Dabao, what are these?"

"I prepared food for you! I also prepared two pairs of shoes for you. My mother just made them for me. Maybe you can use them if you waste so much on them." Yang Dabao said with a smile. . "Why?" Abao was puzzled: "Aren't we at home? I still have a lot of shoes!"

Daddy said she was a centipede spirit, a waste of shoes!

"They want to arrest you to sacrifice to heaven!" Yang Dabao was so anxious that he almost sent Abao away remotely.

"What kind of day is the sacrifice to heaven?" Abao couldn't understand these words, so she rolled to Wang Chunniang's side and asked Wang Chunniang.

"It's okay, don't worry, Mom is always here." Wang Chunniang touched A Bao's little head.

Yang Dabao was a playful kid. When he was packing A Bao's things, he suddenly saw the small hair stubble on A Bao's head.

Suddenly, Yang Dabao's attention turned to Abao's head: "Abao, you have grown hair!"

Abao nodded hurriedly, and soon the topic of the two children changed.

Mrs. Zhang felt that her anxiety seemed unnecessary.

"Dabao's side probably knows about it too. Don't worry. It's snowing so heavily. I'll ask Xiao Hui to deliver a message to Dabao's dad and ask him to pick you up." Wang Chunniang said and went out to find Xiao Hui.

Zhao Xuan, who was standing aside, heard the complete story. The people from the prefecture actually wanted to sacrifice A Bao to heaven.

While Wang Chunniang was out, he sat aside and coaxed A Bao to sleep.

Jiang Ting walked around the room anxiously. He didn't know how he could help in this accident.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!" Xiao Hui hasn't even gone to Yang's house to deliver the message!Blacksmith Yang rushed over in a hurry. When he saw Blacksmith Yang, Zhang was so anxious that he punched his back and asked, "Didn't I ask you to guard Brother Zhao? Why did you come back?"

"Sister-in-law, Brother Zhao asked me to tell you that he won't be home for the next two days. He will go out to handle the matter of offering sacrifices to heaven, so you don't have to worry." The last sentence was added by Blacksmith Yang himself.

When Zhao Heng left, his tone was very casual, as if he was going to catch a movie.

"Okay, you're here just in time. Pick up Dabao and go back with his mother. The road is slippery. Please be careful." Wang Chunniang waved her hand and stuffed two still warm taros into Yang Dabao's hand before sending the family out. .

Blacksmith Yang turned around and said, "No, sister-in-law... you must close the door these two days. Starting tomorrow, I will bring them to guard your home."

Wang Chunniang smiled and waved her hands to say goodbye to them.

As soon as she closed the courtyard door and turned around, she saw Jiang Ting standing in front of her, staring straight at her.

"What's wrong?" Wang Chunniang noticed that Jiang Ting's eye circles were a little red.

"Aunt, how can Uncle Zhao save A Bao?" Jiang Ting is only five years old now, but in these five years, he has already experienced life and death.

Therefore, he is always extremely sensitive to matters of life and death, fearing that A Bao will not be able to survive this time...

(End of this chapter)