Chapter 35: Good job, hero

The big man standing by saw that someone dared to hit his younger brother in the face in front of him, so he walked over.

"Boy, you are asking for your life, how dare you hit my brother!"

Mo Cangyan didn't waste time talking to him and kicked the big man in the knee. The big man fell to the ground after being kicked and stood up angrily.

"I killed you!"

Seeing this, Feng Xiyao hurriedly took the old man away from the two people and shouted to the crowd watching the excitement: "Everyone, get out of the way, be careful not to get hurt!"

When people heard the sound, they hurried away, but they were reluctant to leave. It was New Year's Day and it was not easy to see a good show.

Mo Cangyan knocked the man down with one punch, then turned around and started fighting with the big man. The big man didn't know any martial arts, but he was very strong. If he was hit by his punch, his hand would probably be completely disabled.

Feng Xiyao frowned as she watched. She knew that Mo Cangyan was a powerful martial artist, but seeing that the big man's moves were deadly, she bit her lip worriedly.

Mo Cangyan flew up and kicked the big man in the face several times. After he landed, the big man rushed up and hugged his waist, then pushed him into the river behind him.

Mo Cangyan was quick to use his feet to support the pillar behind him and avoided being pushed down.

The big man exerted force and his face turned red. Mo Cangyan raised his other foot and kicked the big man hard in the stomach. The big man let go of him in pain.

Mo Cangyan turned around, went around the big man, kicked him into the river, and when the man tried to climb out, he kicked him hard again.

The knocked down man saw that his brother was defeated, so he drew the dagger from his waist and stabbed towards Mo Cangyan.

"Be careful!" Feng Xiyao shouted.

Mo Cangyan didn't even turn his head. He grabbed the man's hand and twisted it hard. The man let out a scream like a slaughtered pig and was kicked into the river.

The crowd watched it with bated breath and then shouted excitedly.

"Hero, well done!"

Feng Xiyao walked to Mo Cangyan's side, took his hand and checked: "Are you okay?"

Feeling her soft touch, Mo Cangyan felt that the place she touched was a little hot, and he withdrew his hand unnaturally: "I'm fine!"

"Thank you both for your help, thank you!"

The master came out, bent towards the two of them and wanted to kneel down, but Feng Xiyao stopped him immediately.

"Master, it's okay. People like this just lack education!"

The master looked at the two people swimming towards the other side with concern: "You helped me, I'm afraid they will come back for revenge!"

Feng Xiyao hugged Mo Cangyan with a smile, looking proud, "My husband is very capable, they dare not come back to cause trouble again!"

Hearing Feng Xiyao's praise, Mo Cangyan curled the corners of his mouth and looked at her seriously with his eyes lowered.

"Thank you, thank you so much!"

The master thanked him a few more times, turned around, picked up the dry firewood on the ground and was about to leave.

Feng Xiyao looked at the old man's hunched back and the dry firewood that was taller than him, and felt a little sad.

[There are so many different kinds of people in this world. I know I can’t change anything, but I still feel touched by those who are trying hard to live! ]

Mo Cangyan also looked at the old man, remembering what he had just said, that there was a seriously ill son at home. He thought about it and walked over to hand a silver bill to the old man.

The old man looked at the banknote that suddenly appeared and took a few steps back: "No, no, you helped me, which is already the greatest favor to me. I don't want your money!"

Mo Cangyan didn't say anything, but his hand kept handing over the banknote.

Feng Xiyao knew that it was rare for him to be able to do this, so he walked over with a laugh and stuffed the banknote into the old man's hand.

"Master, we are not giving it to you for free. We want to buy all the firewood from you!"

The master hesitated for a while, but finally accepted it.

"Thank you. It's Chinese New Year. Would you like to come to my house for a meal? Although there's not much to eat at home, the food I cook is still good!"

Feng Xiyao nodded, raised her beautiful eyes, and tugged at Mo Cangyan's sleeve with a smile.

"Husband, we have nothing to do, why don't we go and take a look!"

Mo Cangyan originally wanted to refuse, but seeing her looking at him with satisfaction, he couldn't even say no.

The old man was outside the city, and the three of them walked for a long time before they got there.

Feng Xiyao looked at the surrounding environment. There were several thatched houses, and the houses were kept very tidy. Behind the houses was a wide river. There were several plum trees planted in the garden. Now the plum trees were in bloom, and they looked very beautiful against the white snow.

“Cough cough cough!”

When I walked into the room, I heard a few coughs coming from inside.

The master smiled bitterly at the two of them and said, "My son is seriously ill and I'm afraid he might infect you two. You two should stay here by the fire first while I go and take a look!"

Mo Cangyan withdrew his gaze from his surroundings and nodded.

"You go ahead!"

After everyone left, Feng Xiyao approached Mo Cangyan with a smile.

"What's wrong with you today? You're so patient that you actually agreed to run so far!"

Mo Cangyan picked up the teacup on the table and wanted to take a sip, but after thinking about it, he put it down.

He didn't look at Feng Xiyao, who had a playful look on her face, and said calmly: "If I don't come, will the Queen not come?"

Feng Xiyao picked up the tea on the table and drank it in big gulps.

"Humph, if you don't come, I will come here with the master to eat and then go back!"

Mo Cangyan knew that she always did this kind of thing, so he didn't say anything.

The master didn't come out for a long time, so Mo Cangyan called Qin Fang.

"Go in and take a look!"

Qin Fang took the order and walked towards the thatched hut.

The room was dark, with only a candle that was about to burn out flickering.

“…”

The old man saw someone coming in and was about to ask something, but Qin Fang spoke first.

"My master asked me to come in and take a look. Is your son seriously injured?"

The old man was worried that his son's injuries would be seen, so he hurried over.

"It's okay, just rest for a few days. I'll go out and prepare food for you now!" After saying that, he pushed Qin Fang out without leaving a trace and closed the door.

Qin Fang realized that the old man was hiding something, so he pretended to leave. When the old man went to prepare dinner, he secretly slipped in through the window.

“Cough cough cough!”

After entering, he saw a thin man lying on the bed, dying. He walked closer and saw the man's true face.

He was a handsome and elegant man, about twenty years old. He was wrapped tightly and red blood could be vaguely seen seeping from his chest.

His breathing was weak and intermittent, and only the rise and fall of his chest gave any hint that he was still alive.

Qin Fang squatted down and felt the man's pulse. He found that the man was not seriously ill, but had suffered a serious knife wound. In addition, the weather was cold recently and he also caught a cold.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked out, telling Mo Cangyan the situation.

Mo Cangyan asked again: "Are you sure it was a knife wound?"

Qin Fang nodded: "Yes, and each wound is fatal. If I don't see a doctor, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for much longer!"

Feng Xiyao, who was standing by, frowned with distress after hearing this: "Your Majesty, please help them to the end!"

Mo Cangyan glanced at the old man busy in the kitchen and ordered, "Go to the city and find a doctor!"