Don't expect moral cleanliness from anyone, the souls of all people in this world are half-human and half-ghost, and no one can see them if they get too close - "The Biography of Chu Nalan"

This Wu Thirteen took three steps and made two steps before he ran a few steps, and then he hit a person's body, as if he had buried his head in a thick wall, and it hurt, Wu Thirteen's whole body was paralyzed at this time, and there was no trace of strength in his body, his expression was dull, and his mind was empty, just holding his head and lying on the ground, curled up like a dried maggot.

When Wu Shisan fell, he only faintly heard the chaotic footsteps around him, and for a while, he didn't know how many people from the left, right, and right surrounded him, laughing loudly, and the laughter resonated strangely around him.

Wu Shisan's heart was no longer half a fluke, sadness and despair surged into his heart, he didn't dare to open his eyes at all, just tried his best to pull the felt hat on his head to cover his eyes, like an ostrich buried in the sand, obviously afraid that the long knife would fall, and he saw his blood splashing out of front of his eyes.

"Tsk, you can't move when you catch a cold at night?"

Wu Shisan only felt his body tighten, and a huge force lifted him up in the air like a little chicken, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that someone was lifting him up, and the stout man sneered and ripped off the felt hat on his head.

Wu Shisan raised his hands in front of his chest in a panic, and begged for mercy from the man in a pitiful way, but for a while, he didn't know how many slaps crackled and hit his head like clouds in the sky, so frightened that he immediately shrank into a ball and closed his eyes.

Wu Shisan flinched and opened his eyes a thin slit, only to see that the guards of the caravan were all surrounding him, and those powerful merchants were still sitting in the distance and did not move.

The old man at the head grinned and shook his back collar, so that he remembered that the tall and thin figure was the head of this guard, usually he held his own knife, did not say a word, bowed more obscene and humble than anyone else, and stood up straight for a while, but he was as tall and thin as a tall bamboo.

"Hehe, who ran as fast as a rabbit just now?"

The old man smiled on his face, his eyes were full of narrowness, and he was full of triumph after playing tricks.

Wu Shisan suddenly understood that this was just a farce against him, and for a while, the great fear in Wu Shisan's heart suddenly disappeared.

He tried hard to suppress the blood on his face, the corners of his mouth were slightly greedy, he smiled flatteringly, and said with a hum: "When people encounter great difficulties, even if their waists are broken, they can run!" ”

"Tsk, that's that," the old man smiled disdainfully, "Chickens and ducks have no waist, and when they are pushed, they also run fast, and the geese have no waist, and the dog thing is strange or not, and it can fly." ”。

Wu Shisan couldn't argue for a while, so he had to smile at the old man again, touch the back of his head and say nothing.

He knew in his heart that he was walking with other people's caravans, and he had no status in the caravan at all, so he simply shrugged his head for a while, hid behind the crowd, and didn't speak.

"Okay, okay, just accept it, tease it for a while, and get angry with him."

The old man at the head opened the hand of a majestic guard stretched out to Wu Shisan's head, and smiled amusedly, "This kid's waist is not good, don't beat the child's brain stupidly." ”

Wu Shisan also kept leaning over and saluting when he heard this, and the group of people turned their heads to leave after listening to the old man's words, but suddenly heard a voice from the darkness behind them: "Mr. Lie, the child has never been stupid, but the passers-by have been knocked half to death." ”

This time it was the turn of the old man and a group of caravan guards, and there was a chill in their hearts.

They have been walking this trade route for several years, and what they are doing is the work of escort and delivery, everyone is a practitioner, and their ears and eyes are extremely sharp, but they have not noticed that there is such a person next to them who has been silent for so long, and they are very vigilant for a while.

Several of the guards in front of them froze, pulled out their weapons with a pout, and quickly formed a semicircle around the shape of the body, extremely wary of the figure in the darkness, the guards tried to widen their eyes, only to see the gray shadow in the darkness walking slowly.

A few merchants in the back saw the movement here, and they also followed with some serious torches, and in the firelight, the stranger in the darkness showed his figure, he took off the turban on his head, and looked up and smiled softly at everyone.

When he saw the appearance of the stranger, the hostility in the hearts of all the caravan gradually disappeared for a while, and Wu Shisan watched this scene and vaguely remembered that when he fled in a panic just now, he bumped into this person in a gray robe.

He looked at the stranger in a daze, he had always been conceited and handsome, but he never thought that he would see such a person on this endless wasteland road without the slightest human population, such a person should only appear in the painting.

It is the kind of fine brush painting that specializes in depicting merry scholars, specializing in painting those noble sons of the imperial capital, with brocade clothes, bright eyes and bright teeth, twisting a half-opened stamen in their hands, and those beauties on the painting boat sit on the pavilion near the water.

"I've finally met someone," said the strange young man, who untied his gray robe, and let out a long sigh of relief, "Otherwise, if you go any further, you will really die in this wasteland." ”

The word "death" came from the young man's mouth, but no matter how he listened to it, it was more like the grand ride of a grand prince in the big city, passing by a fireworks restaurant or the painting boat jade boat to buy a glass of wine and drink.

"In Xia Xiangzhuang, the people of Wuyuan, passing through here from the imperial capital, and you are fortunate to meet you, I don't know if it is feasible to let Xiaosheng sit down and roast the fire?"

The old man added new wood to the fire, and although it was only a dead branch and leaf picked up nearby, there was also a warm flame rolling high, which warmed people's hearts in this lonely night.

The young people who call themselves Xiang Zhuang talk well between their behaviors, and those mercenary businessmen dare to have the slightest slackness, and there is still a little hot water in a copper kettle, and some clever businessmen bring the famous mist halo tea in Wanzhou, and brew a cup of hot water and hand it to Xiang Zhuang to ward off the cold.

Xiang Zhuang was not polite at all, took it and only glanced at it, and then laughed: "Halo with color, good tea, the tea period is three years long!" ”

The merchant who brought the tea with him was shocked when he heard this, and looked at each other.