At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the two emperors of Huan and Ling were mediocre and abolished the government, sold officials to collect money, the dictatorship of foreign relatives, the eunuchs were chaotic, the struggle for party power became increasingly fierce, the life of officials was corrupt and extravagant, the people were poorly clothed and hungry, the society was unstable, and peasant uprisings occurred from time to time.

Autumn 180 A.D.

A small remote village in Huguan County, Shangdang County, is particularly bleak.

There was a dead silence around the village.

The wind was gusting and the clouds were rolling.

The autumn wind swept over the corpses, turning into a sticky and fishy wind, whistling by. The "only remaining fruit" earth dog in the village occasionally let out a few hoarse growls, and played a sad music with a sticky fishy wind.

Relentless dark clouds pressed down to the treetops, as if to crush and crush the small village.

The continuous autumn rain turned into a haze and enveloped the entire village. The road leading to the village is alone, helplessly "ravaged" by the autumn rain, and people walking on this road can not help but have compassion, sympathy for the tragic experience of the whole village, and even have pity for this road.

A ragged boy appeared on the muddy road in the face of the bitter wind and rain, and stumbled towards the village.

The young man was long, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose and a white face, a ring-headed knife tied around his waist, and a large gray-brown hare in his hand. The great hare drooped on all four legs, its eyes closed, and not a little lifeless.

An hour ago, the village was a lively and peaceful scene.

The autumn breeze is blowing, and the smoke is curling.

Every household makes a fire to cook, and laughter and laughter are endless.

Under the drizzling autumn rain, the small village adds a bit of hazy color, like a landscape painting.

A beautiful young woman dressed in coarse cloth came out of the kitchen and shouted in a certain direction: "Zhan'er, go and find some wild vegetables and come back, my aunt can't leave at this time." "The rough clothes did not hide the beauty of the young woman, but made her have a special style. Her jet-black hair was tied into a bun, a gray-brown hairpin was pinned diagonally, and a few strands of long hair on her sideburns danced in the wind. The silky autumn rain wrapped around the young woman's body, as if she was dressed in a fresh and refined fairy dress.

"Auntie, what are you going to eat tonight?" A figure flashed in front of the young woman.

"Stinky boy, what's so delicious! It's still the same as before—wild vegetable mush. The young woman replied, and went to the kitchen. The so-called wild vegetable paste is actually boiled wild vegetables in plain water, and then symbolically sprinkled with a handful of millet with bran skin.

The young woman and boy fled for their lives more than 10 years ago. A young and beautiful young girl with a baby in her arms suddenly appeared in the village. The villagers were kind and simple, and had little contact with the outside world, and felt that a weak woman with a child was pitiful, so they took in the two. The two stayed in the village for more than ten years. In the past ten years, although the life is hard, it is also stable, and the young woman feels that the danger has passed, so she does not take the young man to run for her life intermittently, and is bent on raising the young man to become an adult.

The young man rolled his eyes and smiled mysteriously: "Auntie, we have eaten wild vegetables for more than half a year, and if we continue to eat them, I will become wild vegetables." I'll go get some game in the woods and come back, and we'll improve our food tonight. ”

The young woman stopped, looked guilty, and slowly turned around and looked at the young man kindly: "Zhan'er, it's almost dark, let's go another day." ”

The young man smiled: "Auntie, just take a look, I'll go back." Before the words fell, there was no trace of him, leaving only an afterimage in his place.

The young woman stood in place for a long time, letting two lines of crystal tears fall to the ground and shatter: "Miss, the slave is incompetent, and the little boy suffers; For more than ten years, the little boy has not eaten a decent meal; May the spirit of the young lady in heaven bless the young man to return safely. ”

The boy walked through the mountains and forests, dressed in a wide robe, and following the marks he had left in the morning, he soon came to a trap. This trap is a simple version of the beast trap made by the teenager, and it can only catch small animals. The trap was made of a wooden plank with spikes, five or six sticks, and a cow tendon, and in it contained a little rotten vegetable leaf and a dead mouse. This is the third time that the boy has made a trap, and the first two times ended in failure, and there was no gain.

The boy was a little apprehensive, and slowly took away the dead grass spread on the trap with his white hands.

"Aha! It's really rewarding! Haha......"

"I can finally eat meat. I wonder how my aunt will reward me? Hehe-" The boy swallowed a few times of saliva that was about to come out, quickly unhooked the mechanism with both hands, took out the big hare that was struggling desperately, grabbed the two big ears of the big hare, and turned to run down the mountain.

In the autumn rain, a group of twelve men rode horses of different colors on the road. They were full of evil spirits, all wearing hats on their heads, wearing robes, and carrying swords around their waists.

"Big brother, is the news accurate? You say—would that little boy live in this remote and broken village? A thin man bowed down and looked up at a big man with a black face.

The black-faced man glanced at the thin man with his only bull's eye: "Of course it's accurate!" How could the message sent by that kind of big man be wrong? "The black-faced man's surname is Zhang Mingkun, and he is a famous bandit in the Bingzhou area.

"That's a royal ......" Before the thin man could finish speaking, he was whipped by Zhang Kun and shut up suddenly.

When Zhang Kun walked a little farther, the thin man snorted: "Then the delicate little boy will suffer in this poor and remote place?" I don't even believe it! ”

Zhang Kun pulled the reins like an ear, and his body was stunned: "Damn the brute, you kid take care of the things under your nose and rot the words that shouldn't be asked in your stomach." ”

The thin man put on a flattering smile: "Yes, yes, big brother, the little brother must take care of it, he must manage it well." Manfu didn't expect the boss to be able to listen so far, and after speaking, he slandered: Could it be that the boss is the reincarnation of Shunfeng? What a wicked man.

Zhang Kun pointed to the mountain: "Brothers, tie the horses to that mountain forest." We walked over and crept into the village, and then came back to fetch the horses. ”

As soon as Zhang Kun's voice fell, the group pulled the reins, beat the horses and went to the mountain.

After the men tied up the horses, Zhang Kun called the people to one place and said with a serious face: "Brothers, this is a big deal, if you get enough food and clothing for ten years, if you don't get it, you will lose your head, and you will punish the nine clans." I'll say it one last time, it's all rotten in my stomach for Lao Tzu, understand? ”

"Understood!" The crowd shouted in unison.

"Be quiet! Damn, it's really not worry-free. Zhang Kun kicked Manfu.

"Big brother, you can't catch one person and beat him, you have to let the brothers 'rain and dew evenly'." Manfu pursed his lips and looked at the other ten.

"It's your honor to pamper you, don't know what to do." Zhang Kun smiled playfully.

The others also followed: "Yes, second brother, you always share more for the brothers, haha." ”

"Alright, let's be serious." Zhang Kun's face turned pale, "After going down the mountain, Manfu and I walked the road to the village. Ten of you have hidden tracks, quietly touched the vicinity of the village, and waited for my signal to enter the village again, leaving no one in the village. ”

One of the men couldn't help but say, "Is it a whistle?" Eldest brother. ”

"Nonsense! Needless to say. Zhang Kun widened his one-eyed, "Monkey, it's not Lao Tzu who said you, you're fucking sorry for your name." ”

The man named Monkey helped down the hat, and his mouth grinned, revealing two rows of yellow greasy teeth: "Hehe, too." ”

A trace of disdain flashed in Manfu's cold eyes, and a gloating smile appeared on his face: "Silly monkey, you kid are so anxious to 'rain and dew'?" ”

The monkey's smile froze, and he was about to open his mouth to speak, but he saw Zhang Kun suddenly wave his hand: "Okay, don't talk nonsense." Brethren! Let's go. ”