Five years later, Sanjiang Town

The sunset over the long river, the lonely smoke of the desert, and the endless golden sand dunes, rolling and rolling to the distant sky. Facing the twilight mist and the remnant sun like blood, a river reflected golden by the sun, flashing with gold-like light waves, coiled around a lonely and dilapidated century-old town, and then went down to the depths of the desert.

This is Sanjiang Town, located in the border area of Zhongshan Kingdom, Changling Kingdom and Xihua Kingdom, in this dry and dead desert, it is also a rare prosperous place.

The junction of the three countries, the implication is that the three areas are not in the middle of the desert, and the town of Sanjiang is in the center of the desert, and it is not close to the state capitals of the three countries. It is difficult to explain the differences between countries.

To say that such a remote town is always full of people and business travelers all year round, it is no wonder that a pass stationed not far from Sanjiang Town has a large number of troops stationed all year round. These merchants from all over the world came for the large garrison of this army.

As for the purpose of these people, it is difficult to say. Some are purely here to do business; Some are fugitives who have come to take refuge; There are also those who lurk here and eavesdrop on enemy intelligence. In short, everyone who comes has a purpose and a means.

Feng Yan, the shopkeeper of the 'Guiyan Inn', wore a plain white handkerchief on his shoulder, lazily supporting his cheeks with his hands, looking out of the door in a daze. It's been a few days, and there hasn't been a decent guest staying at it! Could it really be that as the rumors say, the war between the Changling Kingdom and the Xihua Kingdom is imminent?

Feng Qianshou, the shopkeeper of the Guiyan Inn, picked up a bamboo chopstick on the table, threw it towards Feng Yan's head, and scolded angrily: "Stinky boy, you are lazy here again, the guests on the corner of the second floor, you want hot water, send it quickly!" ”

Feng Yan raised his hand suddenly, caught the bamboo chopsticks thrown by Feng Qian's hand, and then threw Feng Qianshou a roll of his eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "Come and poke my head again, poke it a few more times, you have to be stupid!" ”

Seeing that Feng Yan was still lazily refusing to move, Feng Qianshou was anxious, and stepped forward to lift Feng Yan's shirt, which was a kick on his buttocks. "Stinky boy, you've lost your temper, and the master can't move you anymore?"

Feng Yan saw that Feng Qianshou was anxious, patted the dust on his buttocks, and replied: "Just go, what's the hurry, you won't be able to die later." ”

"You stinky boy." With that, one of Feng Qianshou's shoes flew towards Feng Yan. Feng Yan shook his body and dodged, didn't smash it, turned around and smiled at Feng Qianshou, picked up the basin, and went upstairs to deliver water to the guests.

There is an old man living in the corner of the second floor, who has been here for a few days, and it has become a habit to ask for hot water every night. In this desert where water is scarce, the value of hot water is more expensive than food, and the old man can't see that he looks like a rich man. Isn't Master worried?

Walking around the corner of the second floor, Feng Yan heard someone talking in the room, but after hearing his footsteps, the sound of the conversation disappeared. Feng Yan's eyes flashed, and he was immediately alerted to this, and then adjusted to his original appearance, and came to the door with a basin of water loosely.

"Knock knock, guest officer, the hot water you asked for is here." It's still a lazy tone.

Seeing that there was no movement in the room, Feng Yan stepped forward and listened carefully against the wooden door, but there was still no sound. Suddenly, the wooden door opened, Feng Yan was leaning over to eavesdrop, and he didn't realize that the people in the house had come to the door, but when he opened the door, he was scared and staggered, and he took the basin in his hand, and pounced on the person in front of him with water.

The old man in the room was tall and strong, dressed in a coarse cloth robe, which looked clean and elegant on him. Three strands of white hair hang down on his chest, and his eyes are bright and deep, shining brightly. Seeing Feng Yan falling towards him with a basin of water, he hurriedly reached out and caught half a basin of hot water flying in the air, but he raised his leg and kicked Feng Yan on his ass, pounced Feng Yan on his body, and kicked it to the side.

'Bang' fell to the ground, Feng Yan was smashed, and his knees and elbows were shaken by the cold floor. After a moment of numbness, he felt like flowers blooming on his buttocks, and a burning pain made him scream.

"Oops, oops, it hurts to death, you can't live, how can you beat people! Master, Master, you've been beaten up! Feng Yan sat up as soon as he was boneless, but as soon as his buttocks touched the ground, he howled in pain, rubbing his aching buttocks and crying loudly, which provoked the guests in the inn to come and watch.

Seeing the kid in front of him, he shouted like a splash, and the old man in plain clothes shot a cold murderous aura in his eyes. Seeing that there were more and more onlookers in front of the door, the old man put away the coldness in his eyes, hooked the corners of his lips a little stiffly, put the basin on the table, came to Feng Yan's side, and said, "Little brother, I just misunderstood." ”

As soon as Feng Yan heard the tone of this person's voice, he knew that he didn't want to make a big deal out of it, so he had a plan in his heart. Covering his ass with his hands, he rolled on the floor. "No, no, I'm going to die, it hurts me, it hurts me. Master, Master, Brother, come on! ”

After Feng Qianshou heard the sound, he took a group of thugs, holding sticks, and pushed aside the crowd to the room, but saw Feng Yan lying on the ground rolling around, and hurriedly asked, "Disciple, who injured you?" ”

Feng Yan saw that the master had already come to the house, and brought a helper, and immediately cried even more miserably, raised his hand and pointed at the old man in plain clothes beside him, and said with grievances: "Apprentice, apprentice brought hot water to him, who knew him, so he flew up and kicked the apprentice's buttocks." It hurts, it hurts me. ”

Seeing that the people in front of him were gathering more and more, the plain-clothed old man raised his head and glanced at the room diagonally opposite, only to see that the lights in the room had suddenly gone out. The old man in plain clothes became impatient, and he didn't want to delay it for too long, so he said, "Make a price, how much?" ”

Feng Qianshou heard that the old man in plain clothes talked about money, and his heart was happy, but there was no expression on his face, and he said coldly: "Hmph, I beat my most beloved apprentice, how can money do things, I will definitely take you to the official!" ”

"Fifty taels?" On the jade-like face of the old man in plain clothes, a layer of cold frost hung up, and he didn't take Feng Qian's hand, so he directly opened the price.

Seeing that Feng Qian's hands were on the spot, he did not answer, and the old man in plain clothes continued: "One hundred taels, two hundred and five hundred taels." ”

"Master?" Seeing the plain-clothed old man in front of him, the chill on his face became more and more intense, and there was a terrifying murderous aura shrouded in Zhou's body, Feng Yan glanced at Feng Qianshou with some concern, reminding him not to be too greedy.

Feng Qianshou also raised his eyes, glanced at the room diagonally opposite, and then responded: "Okay, five hundred taels, not one child is missing, I still have to rely on my apprentice to support the elderly!" It's not okay to kick it badly. Fortunately, I didn't kick to the root of my life, otherwise my Feng family would have to be wiped out. Five hundred taels is cheaper for you. ”

After hearing this, the old man in plain clothes raised his eyes, threw two cold lights at Feng Yan that had frozen to death, looked at Feng Yan carefully for a long time, hooked the corners of his lips, and showed a cruel smile.