At night, the cold wind was biting, whirring, the north gate of Dijia Village, the lights were dim, and people were tired, so I saw the villager boys Ah Xiang and Ah Qing yawning in their mouths, counting the number of people in the group they were responsible for. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"One, two, three,...... Ten. Well, it's all there. Ah Xiang lifted his spirit, carefully finished one by one, and said: "Everyone has worked hard today, and have a good rest in the original plank." Rest assured, Ling Shaoxia and Jiang Shaoxia will take turns to stay at the head of the village tonight, and everyone can sleep in peace. ”

After listening to Ah Xiang's words, the twenty or so villagers in the front yard finally breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed. A villager was sleepy-eyed and said to himself: "With Ling Shaoxia guarding the front, I can finally sleep peacefully." Hard work, two young heroes!" After saying that, he fell asleep.

At this time, I saw Di Baiqing, Di Yongtai and Xiaoli walking over from the backyard. Ah Qing asked, "Brother Baiqing, how is the count of the three of you responsible, are all the villagers gathered at the north gate?"

"Hmm!" Di Baiqing nodded and said, "The ten villagers I am in charge of have all rested. By the way, just now, Dr. Jinyang and Dr. Di Kai asked me to tell you that the plague patients in the backyard are in stable condition today, so that everyone can be relieved. ”

"Really, that's great!" Aqing grinned, his honest face showing a mouthful of white teeth. Seeing this, the aunt Xiaoli teased: "You kid, so happy." However, the disaster of Dijia Village this time is all due to the diligence and willingness of you young people, who are busy under the leadership of the village chief. Speaking of suffering, Di Baiqing, Aqing and others thought of their relatives and friends who died in the plague, and the small hope that had just ignited in the hearts of several people was discouraged again.

Seeing a few people with gloomy clouds on their cheeks, Ah Xiang hurriedly yawned and changed the topic: "Ling Shaoxia and Doctor Liu and others from other places are really hard. The cold wind is biting, the night is bleak, Ling Shaoxia and Jiang Shaoxia are keeping vigil at the head of the village at the moment, and the broken jade girl is still busy in the backyard, not to mention Doctor Liu, a girl's family, so late, is still boiling and smoking, and developing the Dragon Emperor Ginseng Fruit in the South Street shop. It's really hard for them, they are the real heroes of my Dijia Village. ”

"Yes!" I saw that Di Baiqing's hard cheeks showed a little pity, and his deep eyes also flashed with a touch of tenderness.

Suddenly, a scream broke the rare silence in the corner ......of the backyard wall, "Ahhhh

Then, three more shouts rang out, one louder than the other: "Ah...... The plague is coming...... Help!"

"Everyone, run!"

"Help!"

At this time, Dr. Di Jinyang's voice sounded at the same time: "Don't be afraid, don't panic, just a few dead mice, calm down...... Stop him, don't let him get out......"

"Not good!" Di Baiqing, Ah Xiang and other villagers in the front yard pulled their legs and ran to the backyard. The narrow doorway was occupied by the villagers, Di Baiqing rushed ahead, and bumped into a plague patient head-on, but seeing that he was panicked, pale, and frightened, he said intermittently: "There are rats...... Ahh

"How can there be so many rats?" Di Baiqing held the patient and trampled one to death. At this time, the village chief was seen hurrying over, and several fat rats crawled behind him.

Di Jinyang shouted: "Ah Xiang, Ah Qing, how are you in charge of the villagers in your own group? How can this backyard let people bring in so many dead rats, you didn't even find out." ”

The young man Ah Xiang and Ah Qing trembled, and said timidly: "Doctor Di, wronged, when we moved the planks, they were all clean, and we didn't see any dead mice......

At this time, I saw that some of the plague patients had laid down the wooden planks and stuffed several rotten and smelly mice, and some of the rats even drilled out several small white worms. The plague sufferer had already gotten out of bed, screaming and jumping in fear, but his strength was weak, his body was shaking, and he vomited.

Suddenly, the backyard was disturbed by a group of rats of unknown origin, screaming like thunder, and crackling sounds.

Behind a big tree at the head of Nadijia Village, Jiang Zhongmeng, who was hiding there for vigil, pounced out, and the shouts from the north gate had already confused his steps. With such a loud noise, something must have happened at the north gate, and Jiang Zhongmeng wanted to go over to find out. But the group of guards at the head of Dijia Village also made a commotion after hearing the screams and shouts at the north gate. The sound of footsteps, orders, and weapons came instantly.

Jiang Zhongmeng's figure was low, his eyes were guarded, and the collarbone fan in his hand was ready to go.

Suddenly, "Boom!" pierced the sky, and in the dark night, several flaming arrows galloped and hit the gate on the side of the north gate. The flames shone like stars. Jiang Zhongmeng kept waving the collarbone fan, blocking a few, and saw the arrow flames fall to the ground.

At this time, one of the guards exclaimed, "There is someone at the head of the village blocking the arrows!

Suddenly, in the darkness, several arrows were shot violently with a strong wind, and the arrows had no flames and the direction was unknown. Obviously, the target of the guard gate this time was not the north gate, but Jiang Zhongmeng, who was keeping vigil and blocking arrows.

"Damn, so insidious!" Jiang Zhongmeng cursed in a low voice, and the collarbone fan waved again and again, blocking several arrows. Suddenly, a long arrow shot from the left side. Jiang Zhongmeng's collarbone fan protected his chest, head and feet, and it was already a step slow to block the one on the left, the arrow was close to his ears, and it was too late for his body to dodge. Jiang Zhongmeng suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and his eyes were brighter than stars.

Just at the last moment, a figure swept over, the sword light shone, "Ga!" A sound broke, and the long arrow hit the sword body, and it fell to the ground. A familiar male voice sounded: "Brother Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang Zhongmeng asked in surprise: "Brother Ling, why did you come here at the head of the village if you are not guarding the South Street store at the moment?"

Ling Feng said: "The screams at the north gate sounded, the guards were going to set fire to the village, Fei'er said that you are alone in the village, I am afraid that I will not be able to deal with so many guards, so I will come to help......"

Before Ling Feng finished speaking, Jiang Zhongmeng hurriedly said: "Ling Feng, you are crazy! The north gate is fine during the day, and when we met at dinner, Dr. Jinyang also said that the condition of the plague patient is basically stable today, but it must be unusual for him to suddenly scream at this time of night." Maybe this is the trick of the black-clothed man's voice, and the black-clothed man's only target is Miss Liu!"

Ling Feng said: "But I promised the villagers, I will stay at the head of the village tonight, protect the villagers' peace of mind, and the guards will set fire to the village, how can I hide aside at this time? Besides, this is also what Fei'er meant......

At this time, another rain of arrows came, and those with flames and without flames were caught in the night, which was really dangerous. Jiang Zhongmeng waved his collarbone fan and shouted, "Ling Feng, I look down on you, you left your beloved woman in danger for the sake of a promise to the villagers. You leave immediately, if Miss Liu has three longs and two shorts, I, Jiang Zhongmeng, will definitely lose this rotten life. You go back and tell Miss Liu, I, Jiang Zhongmeng, don't need a woman to sacrifice her life to protect me. ”

The sword light shone, and the long arrows roared, "Quack!" Ling Feng slammed his long sword to block several arrows, but his heart was worried about Liu Xufei in the shop on South Street. What Jiang Zhongmeng said was not unreasonable, the north gate screamed in the middle of the night, this may be the trick of the black-clothed people. But Jiang Zhongmeng is already too busy to take care of himself at this moment, and he is in danger. Ling Feng didn't have the best of both worlds for a while, and his heart was dripping in a cold sweat.