In the thirteenth year of Xing'an, outside the Guan, on the northwest desert. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A gust of yellow wind swept by, bringing up countless dust, sand and dead leaves, and the dust covered the sun's rays, and also blurred the almost ruin-like Bian Pass.

The earth-colored walls had collapsed in some places, and cracks were rife in the walls, and then they were poured into the yellow sand, and they looked solid.

On the head of the broken city was a broken flag, which had long since faded in color, and a hole was broken in the middle, and it was barely possible to see half of the Chu characters written in seal script, guiding the direction for the caravans coming and going between the Northern Desert and the Central Plains.

In the end, the once powerful Great Qin Dynasty did not withstand the grinding of Chu and Han and collapsed. And the imposing Liu Han regime, with the help of a capable minister who came from nowhere, was wiped out after King Xiang's comeback, but in today's world, it is Dachu.

It is said that Bian Pass has a history of 300 years from now, it was built by Zhao State during the Warring States Period to defend against the invasion of the Xiongnu, but with the westward movement of the Xiongnu, and the princess out of the customs, ten years of war did not arise, the role of Bian Pass was minimal, and it gradually fell. Instead, it became a place where merchants came and went, so there were more taverns and blacksmiths.

The people of Guan said that they were the descendants of the soldiers who had been exiled from the border in previous years, and they were scattered in Bian Pass and the villages within hundreds of miles around Bian Pass. After a long time with the local people, the language and customs have been continuously integrated, and a unique Northwest Chinese dialect and folk customs have been formed. The Central Plains is just a distant memory in their hearts, and it is an abstract symbol in the hearts of young people who were born and raised.

In addition to doing some small business with the merchants, that is, grazing horses and sheep, and planting some drought-tolerant chestnut rice and wheat, life is poor and barren, but it is also passable.

There were only about 200 households, and they were all familiar with each other, except for one family, and there was only one family, and this one lived in an adobe house near the edge of the cave that had no door.

He was a dark and thin man, taciturn, with a stubble on his face, who looked to be thirty or forty years old, who made a living by herding horses, except for going to the tavern every once in a while to get a gourd of wine, sitting at the door and drinking for two hours, and then going out to herd his horses, never defaulting on the wine money, and not interacting with other people.

The man came here half a year ago, and his origin is not very clear, but this year, there are many people who are in chaos, and there are many people seeking revenge and hiding debts, so who cares where he came from.

On this day, it was not dawn.

The thin black man came to the tavern as usual, untied the gourd from his waist and placed it on the table.

"Wine."

There are three taverns in Guanli, and this one is the smallest, but it is the most crowded, because of the shopkeeper of the tavern.

The shopkeeper of the tavern ran the hall by the same person, a girl named Dumb Aunt, sixteen or seventeen years old.

The girl's father died early, she has held this tavern since she was a child, but fate plays tricks on people, the girl is born and can't see things, after the death of the father, the girl cried hoarsely, for a long time, people forgot the real name of the girl, and they are not called blind aunts, they all call her dumb aunts.

The dumb aunt looks handsome, temperamental and gentle, laughs all day long, the neighbors pity her, how much help, and it is the boys who come to help when moving things on weekdays.

Hearing a familiar voice, the dumb girl came out of the back room and picked up the gourd. These are all things that I am used to doing on weekdays, as if the dumb aunt can see them.

The Dumb Aunt's movements are very slow, but there is a sense of beauty that seems to be static, and although it is a coarse cloth dress, it is much more beautiful than silk and satin.

The thin black man looked at it, and his melancholy eyes showed some soft color. Perhaps he didn't come every day to drink, but to see the dumb aunt, and every time he saw it, his heart became calm and no longer irritable.

Taking the gourd as usual, the thin black man didn't turn around and leave as usual.

"You don't want to know who I am?" The thin black man asked suddenly.

The dumb aunt did not expect this strange and very punctual guest to speak suddenly, and she couldn't help but be stunned, and then smiled, revealing two cute little dimples on her beautiful cheeks.

The thin black man smiled bitterly and said bitterly, "My name is Yun."

The dumb aunt nodded understandingly, she felt that the strange man was out of the door.

Pei Yun sat at the door as usual, pulled out the cork, raised his head and poured the wine into his mouth fiercely, and his mouth was tasteless.

His heart tugged.

Pei Yun, who was born in a military family, enlisted in the army at the age of fifteen, and became the youngest member of the special team on his nineteenth birthday, but his fate was ill-fated, and in the same year, an explosion around him brought him to this strange place inexplicably.

Without his family, without his comrades-in-arms, who can withstand this kind of lonely hesitation, Pei Yun can't, what else can he do, he is decadent, and with the help of a few horses he picked up, he has survived for half a year until now.

Except that this tavern can give him a little peace of mind.

If such an event hadn't happened, Pei Yun's story might have continued forever so ordinary.

It was a windy day, and the closure welcomed two guests, and when their shadows stretched by the slanting sun appeared at the gate, even the most arrogant dog did not move, and hid in the corner with his tail between his legs.

The two rode on stunned horses, wearing sheared sheepskin jackets, short armor on their chests, belts around their waists, knee-high leather boots, and sabers stuck in their waists, in the standard dress of horse thieves.

When the two came to the tavern of the dumb aunt, the originally noisy street immediately quieted down. Passing Pei Yun, who was drinking, the two walked in. The cold gaze swept for a week, and the guests retreated one after another.

"Serve the wine." The two sat down, and the head of the man had stubble on his chin, his head slanted, his eyes dark, and he said coldly.

The dumb aunt also felt that something was wrong, but she still walked out from behind the cabinet with a pot of wine.

The eyes of the two horse thieves widened instantly, and the man in the lead looked directly at the dumb aunt coming, and suddenly stood up and grabbed the dumb aunt's hand.

The flask fell to the ground, and the sound of it shattering was harsh.

The horse thief reached out and gently pinched Yingzi's chin and raised his face, looking at it carefully, and the light in his eyes was even worse. The long eyelashes flickered, and her body trembled slightly. The head of the horse thief reached out and hugged the dumb aunt by his waist, and swept all the dishes and chopsticks on the table to the ground, which was to act on the spot.

The leader of the horse thief swallowed a mouthful of saliva and brutally tore the dumb girl's clothes.

It was dark in front of her, and the dumb aunt struggled desperately, screaming as hard as she could, fear taking possession of her heart.

The door was kicked open, and a crowd of people poured in, led by the blacksmith shop's father and son, and a group of young men, all glaring angrily, their chests heaving.

The leader of the horse thief stopped his hand, turned around slowly, slowly pulled out the saber on his waist, and glanced around coldly, everyone was silent, and he didn't dare to come out, and he took a step back.

The leading horse thief put down his knife and continued to tear the dumb girl's clothes.

Yue Ying gritted his teeth in anger and clenched his fists tightly, if it weren't for his father pulling him, he would have rushed up and fought hard.

At this moment, everyone's eyes flickered, and a figure suddenly rushed into the hall. For a while, the sound of footsteps, the sound of broken cups and plates, the sound of tables and chairs turning over, after a period of noise, the horse thief covered his ribs, and he didn't know what to curse in his mouth, and fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground.

Pei Yun stood in the hall, his hair fluttering in the wind slowly falling, and a saber in his hand was already dyed blood-red, and the blood was dripping to the ground along the blade. Looking at it coldly, the remaining horse thief forgot to take his knife, and fled with his back against the wall.

The dumb aunt trembled, her eyes wide open, and she curled up under the table.

Pei Yun passed, his face was full of regret, leaned over, his fingers hadn't touched the dumb aunt, the dumb aunt was so frightened that she slapped her hands and feet, Pei Yun didn't dare to move anymore, and only said, "It's okay."

The dumb aunt fell silent.

Pei Yun got up and walked towards the door of the hall, the people panicked, and unconsciously took a few steps back, making way for Pei Yun. Until Pei Yun walked away, everyone looked at the dumb aunt and dispersed silently.

There was no sound in the pass, only the flag with half a Chu character written on it made the sound of hunting and the horses occasionally snorted.

The babies who went out to play were pulled back to the house by the adults, and the old man basking in the sun was missing from the east wall.

The wind blew through the empty streets, and the rolled up sand burrowed into the tavern, covering the corpses with a thin layer. The three horse thieves did not look at the dumb girl, but carried the corpse out of the tavern without saying a word, untied the reins, put the corpse on horseback, and the three of them got on the horse and went away.

When the sound of horses' hooves faded away, the people came out and looked at the puddle of blood in the tavern in a daze.

It wasn't until the three horse thieves came in that the people knew that the corpse was the second knife head of the Bai Family Gang. The second knife head died in Bian Guan and died in the tavern, and Bai Min would definitely count this account in Bian Guan.

Bai Min is the leader of horse thieves within a radius of 300 miles, and there are hundreds of horse thieves under his command, who are fierce and ruthless, and are famous for killing people without blinking.

So the people gathered together in a panic.

There are more than 200 households in Guanli, except for the non-influential families who herd sheep and horses on weekdays, there are only a few people in Guanli who have a head and face and identity, Yue Lao Mao in the blacksmith shop, Wu Lao Mao in the tavern, and the caravan is based on these two people, and these two people are the most powerful in terms of financial resources.

There are also those who teach, relying on the few money they get from teaching, plus they are also readers, they can be regarded as capable people. And then there is the eye socket, when he was young, he followed the caravan to the north and south to see a lot of knowledge, and he was a horse breeder, and he was also a well-known figure in Guanli.

Dozens of people gathered in front of the city gate tower to express their opinions.

"The second knife head is dead, it was really killed by the drunkard!" Until now, people still think it's incredible, I don't see anything wrong with the black and thin man on weekdays, but I didn't expect it to be a master, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, no one would believe it.

"But no, the second knife head is dead, Bai Min must have settled the account on our heads." It is the horse breeder who says this, and the sigh makes people look down on him.

"If you want me to say, this matter is not our fault in the first place, it is the two knives who acted recklessly first, no wonder us." Wu Lao Mao said indignantly. He already looked like a traitor, but now this appearance makes people very uncomfortable. The imperial court was heavy on agriculture and suppressed business, and merchants were not allowed to wear silk clothes, but he relied on Bian Pass to be deserted, and the imperial court decree was not in time, and he was also considered a rich family in this pass, and he was very noble.