He looked at the place where his mother fell again. He looked up at the hatch cover that was high above.

The boy jumped off the big stone and walked straight to the bulkhead. He leaned against the bulkhead and kicked hard. His small body rushed to the fullest. He flew up on the big stone and flew out his anger!

Bang!

The hatch cover was actually punched out with a huge hole.

The fist strength had not dissipated, and half of his body had rushed out of the deck.

When he fell, he used his fingers full of wooden thorns to hold the edge hard. The boy gritted his teeth and climbed up to the middle deck. Like the bottom cabin, the middle deck was also tied with Qiang elders. Everyone around him looked at the little boy who broke through the cabin with fear and numb eyes.

The condition of this deck is much better than that of the bottom cabin. It is bright and ventilated and dry. The boy took a few breaths and looked up again. He saw that the wooden ladder leading to the upper deck was also removed. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the wooden thorn from his hand and walked towards the nearest ballast stone.

"Will the young man use a knife?" The voice came from behind him. He was an old man with a long head.

"Does the old man have a knife?" the young man walked over and asked.

"Take the hairpin on your head, take it off and take a look." The old Qiang man smiled.

The boy reached out and took it off and wiped the black and gray on his sleeve. It turned out to be a long and narrow dagger with cold light. There was a reverse blade on the side of the dagger, which could prevent slipping and dissipation.

"The thief is here. If it moves like before, it will be discovered." The old man thrust his mouth at the hatch that was broken by the boy.

"Oh!" the boy nodded.

"Let's untie my collar (cloth belt)." The old man said again.

The young man untied the old man's belt again. When he expanded it, he turned out to be a long and thin hemp rope.

Why do you need to ask again? This was skillfully tied to the handle of the dagger. After weighing the weight, the young man threw it out hard.

But a cold light was shot out, and the dagger penetrated into the handle and was inserted at the edge of the hatch.

The Qiang old man's eyes lit up: "Good young man!"

The boy paused the rope and confirmed that he could bear the load. He then became a monkey and climbed up quickly. He exerted force with his hand and slightly lifted the hatch.

I stretched my head and saw that there was no one around.

Then he fell straight along the rope and fell to the bottom cabin. When he passed through the hole, he stopped and said to the old man: "I'll wait a minute. I'll save my mother first and then save you."

"No need. I'm about to die, why bother to drag you and your mother and son down? Let's go away by yourself. Just tell me what I see and hear. It's a great achievement." The old man smiled.

"Yeah!" The boy then fell into the bottom cabin and rushed back to his mother. He broke the shackles with force, and tied his mother behind his back with a linen dipped in water. The mother's handcuffed hands also passed through her neck and placed them on her chest. After trying it, she confirmed that it would not fall. Then she carried her mother on her back and climbed the rope. She tried several times, but she was not strong enough. She was too young and had limited strength. How could she climb up with her mother?

After thinking for a while, he put down his mother first and tied her handcuffs to one end of the rope. In order to prevent the wrist from being worn, the handcuffs were carefully wrapped in linen. He first climbed onto the middle deck, and then worked with the old man to pull his mother up.

"So what?" the old man asked panting. It was different from the unsatisfactory shackles in the bottom cabin. The shackles in the middle cabin were very heavy and could not be pulled off. The old man sat on the ground, and it was difficult to move. He walked to the upper deck and was unable to help.

The young man said, "When I go up first, then drag my mother out."

"Be careful," the old man reminded.

The boy first moved his hands and feet, climbed up the top of the cabin along the rope. He raised the hatch cover with his hand, then stretched his feet to hook the edge of the upper deck. He then moved out like a gecko. He confirmed that there was no one, so he overturned the hatch cover, leaned over and held the hilt and shook it several times, pulling out the dagger.

Swipe the knife to separate the rope, then put the dagger in your mouth. Drag the hemp rope hard and lift the sleepy mother up inch by inch.

All the captured Qiang people silently watched the boy and his mother escape from the cage. But no one spoke. The shackles could not be broken free is one. The northern people were unfamiliar with the place and had nowhere to escape. Therefore, all hope was placed on the mother and son.

Just the two of them escape and return to their hometown. They can bring the news back. As long as they know whereabouts, the warriors in the clan will do their best to save their families.

I climbed onto the deck and found that at some point the paddle ship set off again.

I saw the wheels spinning, shaking the waves. There was no one on the deck, as if the boat could walk by itself.

The Han Chinese machine ship is really intimidating.

Even if it was seen from afar, the Qiang people drove away the sheep. Not to mention riding, they would be trembling even when they approached.

The river embankments on both sides are towering, full of purple flowers. Looking far away, the ridges of the fields are like chessboards. The water and sky are the same color, and the seedlings are as green as green. There are also water birds and wild pheasants scattered in groups, and koi and green fish swim in them. The water is as clear as orchids. Why should you take a deep breath? The refreshing fragrance of water foam is constantly drilling into your nostrils.

Looking around with the cool and tough style of the Three Guards, the different styles of the northern land. The boy was instantly lost.

"What's wrong with your mother?" The voice came from behind. The warm breath seemed to rush into the ears. The boy's eyes were so angry that he held the dagger he spitted out with his back hand and turned around suddenly.

But no one was seen.

"I'm here." A half-aged boy about the same age as him was sitting quietly on the railing on the second floor of the stern building.

"Who are you?" The young man shook the dagger and wondered whether to start first.

The lazy boy pointed at his fainted mother behind him and said, "Is your mother sick?"

"Yes!" The boy hurriedly brought the dagger behind him.

"That's right." The lazy guy stretched his waist, and the strange boy jumped off and landed steadily: "This boat sailed to Xilin Port. Doctor Hua of Lousang Medical Center can rejuvenate his youth. In terms of medical skills, there is no one in the north."

"Take it seriously?" The young man's eyes were full of dazzling colors.

"Because a hundred real ones." The strange boy smiled and clasped his fists: "Pan Zhan'er."

"Horse...Come." The young man also returned the gift.

"There are people in the world who call Ma Juer?" The boy surnamed Pan was overjoyed.

"You Pan Zhan'er are not much better, either." The young man said in anger.

The young man surnamed Pan waved his hands repeatedly, and after he held back his smile, he then defended himself: "I thought there were only two extremely unpleasant names in this world. Unexpectedly, you were the third one."

"Who else?" asked the boy.

Pan Zhan'er whispered behind the boy. The boy turned around and saw the boy slowly closing his bow. He grinned at him, "Zhu Yan'er."

"..." The boy was stunned at first, and then he burst into laughter.

Pan Zhan'er, horse foal, and Zhu Yan'er.

It's really unpleasant!

The three of them worked together to carry their mother to the boat stairs.

Ma Juer asked, "Can Doctor Hua really cure my mother?"

Pan Zhan'er nodded and said, "Don't worry."

Zhu Xianer also advised: "Yes, don't worry. If Doctor Hua can't cure it, no one in the world can cure it."

Ma Juer couldn't help but get angry: "Are you also a comforting word?"

"I'm telling the truth." Zhu Yaner scratched his head with a smile: "I naturally hope your mother is well."

"By the way, Ma Quan, why are your face so white? And why are your eyes still shining with color? Is your hair scorched by torches?"
Chapter completed!