In the second year of Wei Yongan (the first year of Liangzhong Datong), at the beginning of October, the sky was high and crisp in late autumn, with blue sky and white clouds, and the extreme eyes could see far away.

In the territory of Xin'an (now Xin'an County, Luoyang City, Henan Province) in the west of Luoyang, the four walls of Daimei Mountain are like cutting, strange cliffs and strange stones, thousands of postures, and the scenery can be called exceptional.

The top of the mountain is surrounded by white clouds, looking like a fairyland. In the rolling sea of clouds, a person came out, dressed in green clothes, tall and handsome. He looked to the north, and after a while, he couldn't help but exclaim: "The nine meanders of the big river, galloping endlessly, but here it has become like a mirror flat lake, clear water and green mountains, and it is a paradise." ”

Originally, the water of the Yellow River bypassed from the north of Daimei Mountain, making this mountain surrounded by water on three sides, and it was an excellent place to watch the river since ancient times. It's just that the mountains here are high and continuous, and there are many canyons, and Shengsheng has subdued the unruly river water into a soft blue wave pool, but it is not like the downstream plain, the river is rushing, and the yellow sand is rolling.

There is an autumn wind blowing, the water waves are stacked on top of each other, sparkling and reflective, looking down from a high place, such as a jade belt wrapped around the mountain, beautiful.

Daimei Mountain, this Tsing Yi person who admires the beauty of the mountains and rivers is naturally Pei Guo.

After he separated from Chen Qingzhi, he remembered the coldness in Yuwentai's tone when he "forced" him away, and even a little ruthless, and he was stunned. My heart is blank, and I don't know where to go for a while.

After hesitating for several days, only wandering aimlessly in Funiu Mountain, and then I couldn't stay anymore, so I was ruthless: no matter what, I should go to Luoyang first and see the situation.

Yuan Haoping has not been extinguished for a long time, and the matter of tracking down the remaining party is still ongoing, and it is in full swing--- all the states and counties in Henan, there is a curfew in the city, and there are soldiers and horses patrolling outside the city. These magistrates, fearing that they would be held accountable for the crimes that had been attached to Yuan Hao, worked extremely hard one by one, under the banner of "tracking down the remnants of the rebel party", and arrested people with shadows without shadows, making chickens and dogs jump.

Pei Guo had no choice but to go out day and night, and he couldn't travel many miles every day. He picked the mountain path to walk, so he kept wandering around the mountains on the west side of Luoyang, and unconsciously made a big detour.

In this way, I traveled for more than a month, and then I arrived in Xin'an. Today's weather is fine, Pei Guo got up for a moment, climbed to the top of Daimei Mountain, saw the magnificent scenery, and couldn't help but admire under the mood.

The hour was not early, Pei Guo took a deep breath of mountain breath and looked for a way down the mountain.

The eye-catching white robe had already been taken off, torn and torn and changed into a blanket, so the green clothes inside were exposed. It's still the one that Yingmei sewed at the beginning, it's old, but it's never taken off. Having said that, except for the Liuyun Baifupei pattern sewn by Yingmei on the left waist, this Tsing Yi is really unremarkable, and it is most necessary to avoid people's eyes and ears at this time, and it is also suitable to wear this slightly shabby Tsing Yi.

Coming down the mountain and entering a canyon, Pei Guo twisted his fingers and blew, and the whistle sounded.

The sound of a horse's neighing suddenly sounded in the valley, and it was thought that in response, the horse's hooves clattered, from far and near. Pei Guo smiled at the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and shouted: "Xiao'er, here!" ”

It was the yellow horse hidden in the valley who heard the sound, but when he got closer, he found that the horse was brown and gray, and the hair was messy, and it was not smooth at all. However, Huang Xiaoma was struggling and energetic, and it didn't look like he was sick.

Pei Guo picked up a handful of slightly wet brown mud from the ground, and said while smearing it on Huang Qima's body: "Cheng'er is naughty again, isn't it?" This brown soil is on the body, but you are not allowed to rub it again. ”

Pei Guo smeared Huang Chung Ma Dong piece by piece, stretched out his sticky fingers, drew one or two marks on his face, wiped it slightly, and his white face suddenly turned dark yellow, ten years old. Pei Guo grinned and said, "Look, I'm also covered with dirty mud myself, so you don't have anything to say now?" ”

Huang Qima roared in a low voice, shaking his head and kicking his feet from time to time, obviously not very "satisfied", but Pei Guo insisted on doing it, and it was helpless.

Needless to say, this is Pei Guo's intention to make the horse sloppy and sloppy, thinking that it is a cover-up. Otherwise, with the divine horse of the yellow horse, once it arrives in a crowded place, I am afraid that it will not immediately attract attention.

A sloppy horse, dressed in shabby green clothes, swayed for a long time, Pei Guo just went out of the mountains. From here to the east, through Xin'an County, you can go straight to Luoyang City.

From afar, I still see that the autumn mood on Daimei Mountain is thick, from high and low, the mountain color is red, yellow, green gradually, the layers are distinct, colorful. Looking at it in the eyes, it makes people feel refreshed.

But looking back, the plain beyond the mountains is a different scene. The blue clouds, yellow leaves, and gloomy eyes.

The sound of the horse's hooves has been quite lonely, and it is moving along a long path, which seems to be endless and lonely, and the more lonely it feels.

On both sides of the road, there are still strange people, but they have long been abandoned. Although there are no crops at all, even the weeds that occupy the magpie's nest are all withered and yellow at this time, swaying and rustling with the wind.

A house appeared in his eyes, and Pei Guo was overjoyed: Zhengjue is thirsty, so it is better to go in and ask for some water to drink.

He dismounted and knocked at the door, but there was no answer. I simply pushed the door in, and used more strength, and I heard a "click" sound, and the whole door collapsed.

Pei Guo was taken aback, raised his eyes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly. It turned out that this house had already been burned by fire, and it was normal to look at the front door, but most of the back of the house was directly burned down, and only a few stone walls remained, standing quietly between the barren fields. The back of the wooden door was burned to a brittle, and it collapsed as soon as it was pushed.

The gaze swept over, by the stone wall, among the dry grass, white bones, one, two, three... The whole family is here.

Pei Guo felt that his heart was inexplicably panicked, sighed several times in succession, and silently retreated to the path.

Perhaps, it is my iniquity ...

Yuan Hao's chaos, how many people were killed, how many homes were destroyed, I'm afraid I can't count it anymore...

Seven thousand white-robed troops killed from Jiangdong to Henan, and the heads were rolling, and the people in these places naturally lost miserably, but did the white-robed army win?

All 7,000 people died, and of course they did not win. So, who exactly wins?

The sound of horses' hooves rose again, and the autumn wind blew in Luotuo Qingyi, and the back looked at Xiao Suo.