Yanshan Gorge dozens of miles on the road inn constantly, here is the best place to play after going out of the capital, climb the mountain to watch the scenery and eat wild game can also fish and spend a leisurely time, even in winter here are also tourists constantly, relative to the beautiful time, many people prefer the magnificent beauty of the snow in the winter in this mountain.

There hasn't been snow this winter, so those who don't lack money will stay here for a while, just waiting for the snow to come down and feel the snow all over the mountains.

The young man who entered the inn looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old and in the prime of life, not handsome or special temperament, but relatively speaking, the coffin-like thing he carried on his shoulder was more eye-catching.

The innkeeper felt unlucky, and came up to persuade him that this thing was too big and could only be placed in the yard, and that it should not be put in the house, and the young man could not talk, and put the thing in an unobstructed place at the door, and tightened the white cloth covering it.

Meng Changan felt that this person was very interesting, not only because he was carrying the coffin, but also because the white cloth actually had the emblem of the Northern Frontier Army on it.

It was the shroud used by the northern frontier army to collect the corpses, and it was said that the people who went out on the expedition died in the battlefield and the horse leather shroud, where are there so many horse leathers.

The young man entered the door again, ordered a lot of wine and food, and specially asked for a large plate of steamed buns, in this cold canyon to eat a hot pot of stew with two white hot steamed buns is the warmest, not to mention that he also asked for a whole jar of ten catties of wine.

"I'm sorry for you to go and invite the guest who just came upstairs, and ask him if he'd like to drink with me."

The young man took a silver ingot and put it in front of the shopkeeper, and when he saw the silver shopkeeper, he naturally forgot the previous unhappiness, where would he get along with the silver in business, and such a large ingot of silver could be fifty taels, not to mention that buying this meal was like this, and the shopkeeper was very happy to eat and live for a month.

Meng Changan was just lying on the bed when he was urged by a knock on the door, and the shopkeeper politely said that someone below wanted to invite him to drink, Meng Changan nodded in response, and deliberately changed into clean clothes and went downstairs.

"I didn't expect to catch up with you so soon."

The young man pointed to the seat opposite him and made a gesture of please, Meng Changan didn't say anything when he sat down, picked up a steamed bun and ate it first.

The young man seemed to appreciate Meng Changan's attitude, and nodded in approval: "This is like the appearance of a border army, those men who eat with a little twisted sissy, what kind of man are they." ”

After finishing speaking, he also began to eat, and the two of them seemed to be grabbing food, and it didn't take long for a large plate of white steamed buns to be eaten, a large pot of stews to be eaten, and a jar of wine to be drunk.

The young man put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth: "Do you need to take a break?" ”

Meng Changan nodded: "You have to drink saliva and eat smoothly." ”

"The shopkeeper has a pot of tea."

The young man beckoned, and the shopkeeper had already prepared it, and he was busy delivering it in person, deliberately using the best tea leaves in the store.

"I don't like to drink hot tea."

The young man pointed to the teapot, "Here's what you want." ”

Meng Changan glanced at him gratefully: "I don't like it either." ”

"The border army is really a temperament, whether it is northern or eastern."

The young man finally remembered that he should introduce himself: "My surname is Xie, my name is Xie Wuhua, and I am from Dongjiang." ”

Meng Changan snorted: "Eight sword generals." ”

Xie Wuhua added: "The end of the eight swords. ”

Everyone in the world knows that there are eight generals under Pei Tingshan, the general of Eastern Xinjiang, and all eight of them are his godsons, because Pei Tingshan was seriously injured once in the early years of the war and could not have children, so he cares so much about Pei Xiao, the stepson.

"You've been watching in Chang'an?"

Meng Changan asked.

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Xie Wuhua shook his head: "No, I brought something so I walked slower than He Kui and them, Ben told them not to act rashly, but he was disobedient...... So it's a pity that he died, and it's not a pity that the soldiers who don't respect the general's order died, but fortunately, I didn't arrive too late, I just came in before the city gate was closed, and I arrived at the outside of the yamen of the criminal department in time to look at you from a distance. ”

Meng Changan looked outside the door: "That's the thing you brought?" ”

"yes, it's not easy to find."

He stood up: "I suddenly thought that I should sleep beautifully, if you are not in a hurry, please be early tomorrow?" ”

Meng Changan snorted: "It's good if you're not in a hurry." ”

Xie Wuhua hugged his fists and said goodbye and went upstairs, Meng Changan glanced at the thing outside the door again, he was a little unhappy in his heart, sighed why bother, and got up and went back to sleep, neither of them went to guard against anything, they fell asleep and slept until dawn.

When Meng Changan went downstairs, Xie Wuhua was already waiting downstairs, there was breakfast on the table, it was not delicate or sumptuous, it was difficult to transport things in this canyon, and there were only a few vegetables that could be eaten in winter, white rice porridge, steamed buns, fermented bean curd, a boiled egg per person, and a plate of chopped pickles.

"Please."

Xie Wuhua stretched out his hand, and Meng Changan sat down and ate like last night.

After a stick of incense, the two of them were already in the courtyard, Xie Wuhua smiled apologetically: "Wait for me for a while, you have to let the young general watch." ”

So he lifted the white cloth, and there was really a coffin under the white cloth.

Inside, is Pei Xiao's corpse.

No wonder he walked slower than He Kui's others, how could he walk faster from Northern Xinjiang to Chang'an with a coffin, thinking that he was accompanied by the coffin all the way, this person's ruthlessness can be seen.

"My father-in-law said, bring back the body of the young general and your head, I don't have to go back."

Xie Wuhua opened the coffin and took out a knife from inside, it was Pei Xiao's saber, and there were still a few gaps on it.

"Where's your knife?"

He asked Meng Chang'an.

Meng Changan shook his head: "I'll just use yours." ”

Xie Wuhua's eyes lit up, and then he stepped forward with a knife, his knife technique did not have any fancy, this is a serious and clear war knife technique, but the knife is more fierce and direct in his hands, people from Dongjiang sword soldiers always have a little more understanding of the knife, and that understanding is called life and death.

The knife is their comrade-in-arms.

Meng Changan could only avoid the opportunity to fight back at first, once the knife began to chop, there was no gap, one knife after another was unimaginable, at first the people in the inn thought that the two were practicing martial arts in the morning, and after a while, a group of people gathered to watch, and some good deeds were still applauding there, and a bard was actually excited and began to recite loudly.

In the middle of the verse, the sword light exploded.

At this time, the snow actually began to fall, and the tourists who lived in the inn for many days all cheered, Yanshan Snow Gorge is known as one of the top ten beautiful scenery in Daning, of course, it is also because of the dignity of the Son of Heaven in Gyeonggi Province, but it is still beautiful after all.

Xie Wuhua's knife was not good-looking, but it was fierce enough, so even those onlookers could see that it was not a practice at all, but a fight.

After half a pillar of incense, Meng Changan began to fight back, he had already seen the knife technique of the Dongjiang sword soldiers, and the angle of the knife was very peculiar and unguardable, and Xie Wuhua was really strong.

This is unfair, some people can't get into the house even if they study hard all their lives, and some people can remember after a few more glances, something ordinary and unremarkable becomes powerful in his hands.

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This is talking about Xie Wuhua, but also Meng Changan.

With a bang, Meng Changan punched sideways and hit the knife with precision, the knife swung outward, and the hand holding the knife also swung outward...... At that moment, Meng Changan rushed forward, grabbed Xie Wuhua's waist with both hands, quickly got up, and then leaned back violently, Xie Wuhua's head slammed into the ground, and a muffled snort came out of his throat.

Meng Changan took a step back and didn't continue to shoot, he looked down at the dozen or so knives on his body, some of which only scratched his clothes, and some of them also hurt him, but he naturally didn't care about these small injuries.

"Why did it stop?"

Xie Wuhua covered the back of his head and wanted to stand up, but the blow was too heavy, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't stand up at all, so he had to squat on the ground, he didn't like to squat like this, and he lost too much in momentum.

Meng Changan turned around and walked to the steps at the door of the inn and sat down, regardless of the snow on the ground, where would there be a border army in Northern Xinjiang who took snow seriously, no matter how beautiful the snow scene in Yanshan Gorge was, it was far worse than the ice and snow in Northern Xinjiang.

"You went to Northern Xinjiang first, where did you start investigating?"

Xie Wuhua felt that he should not be able to move for a while, and even if his neck was not broken, it would not be much better, so he simply squatted there and continued to speak: "Why do you ask this?" But since you asked, I'll tell you that the personal soldiers of Guo Leiming, the defender of Lulan City, were bought by us, so it will naturally not be difficult to find you. ”

Meng Changan asked: "Who else have I found besides?" ”

Xie Wuhua's face changed suddenly: "There is anyone else besides you?" ”

Meng Changan laughed, especially freely.

He got up: "Can you still fight?" ”

Xie Wuhua: "Not for the time being. ”

"I can."

Meng Changan strode over, Xie Wuhua's face suddenly turned pale, and he reached out to grab the black line knife, but his hand was still in mid-air Meng Changan's foot arrived, and the hand was kicked away, Xie Wuhua endured the pain in his neck and turned back to avoid Meng Changan's second kick, and when he stood firm, he found that the knife had reached Meng Changan's hand.

"As I said, I'll just use your knife."

Meng Changan looked at the black line knife in his hand and shook his head: "When you came, it seemed that you were sure of victory, otherwise you wouldn't have dug Pei Xiao out and let him be in the wilderness, fortunately, with you by your side, the two of you are not alone." ”

Then stepped forward to the knife, Xie Wuhua dodged four or five knives in a row, and two knives also fell on him, and the wound was deeper and longer than Meng Changan's.

"I'm afraid it's a little unreasonable for you to make a move at such a time."

Xie Wuhua pointed to his neck.

Meng Changan raised his chin slightly: "I also beat it, what's wrong." ”

The Eight Swords will not have a wine bag and rice bag, of course it will not be bad to be looked at by Pei Tingshan, these eight people are powerful in Eastern Xinjiang, whether it is strategy or martial arts, they are very strong, but Meng Changan is stronger.

Fifteen breaths later, Meng Changan slashed on Xie Wuhua's shoulder, and the chain bones of the knife were chopped open.

Xie Wuhua's face turned pale, he looked sideways at the knife on his shoulder and smiled bitterly: "No wonder Pei Xiao will die." ”

Meng Changan lifted the knife from the wound and put it horizontally on Xie Wuhua's neck, the knife edge was towards the neck, Xie Wuhua stood up straight and took a deep breath: "Hurry up with the knife, don't be unbearable to kill me, otherwise I will kill you, and ...... Don't bury me with Pei Xiao, I also look down on him. ”

Meng Changan's knife swept across his throat, Xie Wuhua's expression stiffened, and then slowly fell down.

Meng Changan poked the knife next to Xie Wuhua's corpse: "In the future, I will kill Pei Tingshan for you." ”

The corners of Xie Wuhua's mouth hooked, and his open eyes slowly closed.

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