Out of the vast land of the ancient region in the west, the desert is lonely and windy for nine days. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info yellow sand rolling, the heat wave is boundless. The merchant group lined up the ancient road, just to gather money. How many people are still there?

Yumen Pass, a place where soldiers have fought since ancient times. Outside the customs is full of bandits all the year round, robbing past business travelers, killing people and plundering goods, and abandoning corpses in the wilderness. Coupled with the harsh environment, it is extremely difficult to survive. As a result, business travelers always travel in groups and take care of each other, and very few people come and go alone. For this reason, the government of the Chun Dynasty also set up a guard here, stationed military generals, and shocked the party.

At this time, on the trade road, the yellow sand is long, and the scorching sun hangs high. The scorching sun scorched the earth mercilessly, like a greedy man sucking the rain between heaven and earth without pity. The earth twisted painfully, steaming wisps of heat, until everything was extinct, except for a one-horned lizard, lying impatiently on the sand dunes, the heat was unbearable, and from time to time it spat out letters and changed limbs. Suddenly, a camel bell sounded, and the lizard, as if frightened, quickly burrowed into the shallow sand, and was nowhere to be seen. But I saw a man riding from far to near, hazy, and came near.

But he was a handsome young man, with a long body, a scimitar hanging from his waist, a black cloak, riding a snow-white camel, with a flying spirit and high spirits. At this moment, the young man stretched out his hand and patted the camel's neck, and said, "White camel, we have walked thousands of miles, and in one more day, we can enter the Yumen Pass." After entering the customs, it is the Central Plains, and at that time, you can see the heroes and heroes of the Central Plains, and the beautiful scenery. Every time I think of this, I am very happy..."The young man said to himself, as if he had forgotten that the white camel could not speak, and said: "When I do a few chivalrous things, the old man will be happy." But Shi Ping always said on his days: "The people of the Central Plains, how cunning and treacherous people are, I don't know if it's true or not?" But in a few moments, I'll find out... Ha! You see I'm so happy that I forget that you're an animal, and what do you know? After speaking, when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw a black horse behind the sand mound in front of him, and he couldn't help but be curious, and hurriedly urged the white camel to gallop to the front. And he saw the horse licking its master, who was an old man dressed as a caravanserais. At this time, his eyes were closed, covered in blood, and his right arm was broken at the elbow, and the broken part was tied with a cloth band. But it didn't work, and the blood flowed all over the ground, and it didn't work now. The young man hurriedly stretched out his hand and pressed it on the hunchback, flew up, landed beside the old man, and bent down to help him up.

The old man was helped up, as if he was aware of it, slowly opened his eyes, and in a trance, he saw a young man supporting himself, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and amiable, and listened to him: "Fellow, what happened?" Did you meet a bandit? "My heart woke up suddenly, knowing that I had been rescued, and I wanted to sit up. However, due to the severity of the injury, this exertion affected the internal organs, and the arm injury did not stop bleeding, and it was time to run out of oil and dry up at this time. The body couldn't help but soften, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his left hand slowly pointed in the direction of Yumen Pass, and said intermittently: "Quick... Hurry up and save people..."At the end of the sentence, he died of anger.

The young man knew that the matter was urgent, and he didn't have time to bury the old man, so he abandoned the camel and got on the horse, and galloped away in the direction of Yumen Pass. When he ran out of twenty miles, he saw bloodstains on the barren sand, and he was in a mess. Looking for the bloodstains, he came to a large sand pit, reined in his horse, looked inside, and was immediately surprised. I saw that the bottom of the sand pit was lying all over the ground, and there seemed to be thirty or forty people, all dressed as business travelers. Suddenly his heart was shocked and inexplicable, and he thought: "Even if the robbers block the way, they are only for money, and they will never kill them all." I wonder who did such a thing that was indignant and unconscionable? Since it happened to happen to me today, I must not let it go. Thinking of this, he jumped down. I saw the corpses all over the ground, scarred, shocking, busy and careful investigation, and found that all the corpses and ears had been cut off, and the anger in his chest was extremely high, and he secretly said: "People are dead, why do you still destroy human corpses, it is really better than beasts, don't ask me to catch it, otherwise he will be crushed and ashes will be scattered, in order to relieve the anger in his heart." After the survey was completed, he got on his horse again and hurried out, and walked for more than ten miles, and saw a group of people in the distance, driving the camel caravan, unhurriedly, swaggering eastward.