Guo Yang returned to the guest room, fell asleep, and in an instant, the snoring was like thunder.

Anu and Ajiu, who were secretly drinking and eating meat in the room, couldn't help but look at each other when they saw this. This master's mentality is really good, in this border city where the hidden dragon and the tiger are crouching and the wind and clouds meet, he can actually fall asleep soundly!

The two drank for a while, and when they were really bored, they also spread out their leopard skins and slept in their clothes.

……

The border city is full of dangers, and how many people secretly collude with each other, all of whom are the 8,000 grassland horses that stay awake all night.

Not only in those high-walled compounds, but even in the places where street stalls, peddlers, pawns, and beggars gather, they began to be uneasy.

In the north of the city, in Heier Lane, a manor covering an area of seven or eight acres, a light is like a bean, and the two sit opposite each other, thinking about their own affairs.

"Childe, is the white monster reliable?" Suddenly, the thin man asked.

"That kind of rough man, once he promises, he is iron-hearted, so don't worry. What's more, three taels of gold for a horse is equivalent to what we buy from him, and people die for money, and birds die for food, so he will do his best. A clear and elegant man said indifferently, with a dignified and dignified posture.

"That's good. As long as he acts, whether he succeeds or not, our plan will be more than half. The thin man laughed.

"It's a pity, Ruyi girl, I heard that you already have a matchmaking appointment?" Qing Ya said slightly apologetically.

"Childe is too worried, there is a shortage of heaven, let alone people? can build a foundation for Dayan Qianqiu, even if it loses my Yan Wenchang's life, it is worth it. The thin man said solemnly.

"K, thank you, Mr. Gaoyi!" The elegant boy knelt down, served wine, and saluted with both hands.

Na Yan Wenchang also picked up a jue of wine, held it high above the top, and bowed his head and thanked: "Wenchang thanked Gongzi." ”

After the two finished their polite greetings, they took the wine and drank it slowly, and the light reflected the gloomy faces of the two, as if they were both thinking deeply.

……

Zhonggu Lane in the south of the city, a high-walled compound, is pitch black.

Suddenly, a figure flashed, jumped out of the high wall, and after a few ups and downs, it disappeared. Looking at that body method, he is a first-class master in the rivers and lakes, and his light body kung fu is quite good.

There was a soft "squeak", and the door of a tall room in the courtyard opened, and a person slowly walked out, unable to see his face clearly in the darkness.

The man walked slowly to the flower bed in the courtyard, reached out and plucked a flower, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently. Oh, looking up to the sky, looking at the black clouds pressing on the top, the sky was like thick ink, and he seemed to sigh secretly.

"Lord, it's late at night, it's time to rest." A man slowly walked out of the room and whispered.

"It looks like it's going to rain." The voice of the person picking flowers was low, as if he had something on his mind.

"Well, it's going to rain, and the weather is stuffy." The latter also looked up at the sky and muttered.

"Yan Guo is watching over there, it's a little fox."

"Gao Liang personally went out, and it is expected that he will not be able to hide anything over there."

"Well, Gao Liang is a master of Xuanmen cultivation, staring at a little fox, I can rest assured. However, you still need to be careful in everything. ”

"Yes, my lord."

"Send the three thousand tiger ben out, with them to do it in the open, we can act according to the plan."

"Yes!"

……

The city lord's mansion, in a simple big house, is brightly lit, and more than a dozen people silently eat meat and drink wine, all of them are sitting upright, and they look like dogs.

Led by the generals of Yan, Jin and Zhongshan, they sat in this hall all day long to eat and drink, eat and drink to their heart's content, and went back to the hall to rest. Some people were too lazy to walk, so they would pretend to be drunk and be dragged to the guest room by the soldiers of the city lord's mansion to rest.

It seems that such a strange day is not easy for anyone, but on the face, a group of harmony, every day to take out the rules of the meeting, it is nothing more than that everyone needs to work together, after cutting off the fat of 8,000 war horses, those who must see it have a share, and no one is allowed to hide their secrets.

After endless discussions, these bullshit things that should have been negotiated by civilian officials or traders are now falling on a group of people who lead troops to fight, which is particularly strange.

These military masters, who usually blow their beards and stare at their eyes, have to be patient, listen to this nonsense, listen to that nonsense, and then start to talk nonsense themselves.

The discussion began with the main topic, which was the question of how to distribute the eight thousand horses, but it seemed that everyone was only concerned with fairness, and as for how to get those horses, no one mentioned it, as if everyone had forgotten about it.

There was a loud "boom", and several lightning bolts struck the sky, so that this group of boring generals finally had some life.

Someone put down the wine jue in his hand, walked out quickly, looked up at the sky, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Alas, it looks like I'm going to get drunk and die in General Wu's house tonight, and it's going to rain." Someone walked into the big house, sat down and continued to eat and drink, and sighed from time to time that there were two unforeseen circumstances.

General Wu, who was in the center of the main seat, also shook his head and smiled bitterly, and frequently picked up the wine lord to persuade him to drink, seemingly indifferent to the things outside.

"Click-"

After a flash of lightning, there was a buzz in everyone's ears, and a thunderclap fell from the sky.

……

The wind rose, and the wind swept the yellow dust to ravage this tattered border city.

The black clouds climbed up against the city walls, overwhelming the people.

A drunken man staggered in the yellow mud alley west of the city, followed by two wild dogs, stopping from time to time to lick the residue of the man's vomited wine and food.

Most of the people living in the west of the city are poor people, and there are also some small traders, who generally go to bed early, and as soon as the day is wiped, they will get into the broken sheepskin early, and when they have done what they should do, they will fall asleep.

By this time, it was midnight, and the snoring in those low thatched huts was one after another, occasionally mixed with a few words of dreams and the "creaking" of grinding teeth.

After a flash of lightning, there was thunder, and someone rolled over and continued to sleep.

But the drunken man seemed to be startled, looked up at the sky, cursed in a low voice, and staggered on.

"Bad luck, I met a drunk in the middle of the night!" Suddenly, the two of them came to the other side of the alley, and they saw the drunk man squatting down from afar, hanging his head and vomiting loudly, and couldn't help but spit out.

"Damn, this ruined city is so poor that there are still people who are drunk!" The other also cursed in a low voice, walking one foot deep and one foot shallow.

"Don't talk nonsense, the boss has a big operation this time, and we don't dare to make mistakes on our side. Hurry back to bed, see that it is about to rain. The other whispered.

Just as the two of them passed by the drunk, who was squatting on the ground and vomiting loudly, the drunk suddenly spoke.

"Yan Laoer, Hu Laosi, how did the two dogs come." The drunk rebuked in a low voice.

The two men were startled, and like rabbits, they jumped back three or four paces.

"Who are you!" One asked in a low voice.

"I'm ......" The drunken man staggered to his feet and was about to speak, when suddenly a bolt of lightning struck, illuminating half of the man's face.

"Atu!" Hu Laosi exclaimed, turned around and was about to flee.

Ah Tu made a move, he was like a light and fast leopard, he came to Hu Laosi's side in a flash, and knocked him out with a punch. After another dodge, he came to Yan Laoer's side, and with a punch in his face, Yan Laoer was directly beaten to the ground.

Ah Tu carried one person in each hand, and disappeared into the depths of the twisting yellow mud alley as soon as he slipped away.

……

After a thunderstorm, the torrential rain poured, and the border city became a quagmire in the blink of an eye.

The thatched-roof water splashed down like a myriad of waterfalls into the yard and soon merged into a small stream that poured out of the cat and dog holes on the side of the gate of every house.

The yellow mud streets and alleys soon became small rivers that flowed towards those low-lying places.

The border city is built on the mountain, high in the west and low in the east, so once there is a heavy rainstorm, the east of the city will definitely become a country.

But the people of the eastern part of the city are not afraid of water, because they have built good drainage and sewage channels, even if there is a heavy rainstorm that is rare in a century, they will easily flow out of the city and into the moat.

And the only one who can unite hundreds of families in the east of the city is Bai Laosi, that is, the famous Bai Laowei.

In fact, he is not the fourth in line, but when he was thirty years old, he had an adventure, obtained the relics of the white ape in the mountains, and practiced a strange kung fu. In just a few years, he relied on a strange technique to run rampant in Yan Jin, claiming that the boss is the sky, the second is the earth, and the third is his master, and he can only be wronged and rank fourth.

Although he lives in the border city of Zhongshan Kingdom, he has a good reputation, and Yan Jin has more bandits than his friends, even if he is the Marquis of Zhongshan, he is also respectful, and he is rewarded every year.

It was raining raining outside, but the white house was safe and sound, and even, the sound of wind and rain crackling outside the window added to the warmth and comfort in the tall and luxurious house.

The white old monster is indeed a little comfortable at this time, looking at the Ruyi girl who is like a puddle of mud on the Hengchen couch, the white old monster is wearing a mink fur and sitting on a white tiger skin to drink.

The wind and rain outside the window were tight, crackling, so that the white old monster was a little nervous, he lifted half a jar of wine, poured it into his throat, stood up with a hideous face, and walked towards the collapse.

Suddenly, the white old monster stopped and listened.

His cultivation method is already somewhat Taoist, so his ears and eyes are clear, and there is the sound of falling leaves, flying flowers and insects chirping within a radius of twenty or thirty zhang, which will never escape his ears.

At the right time, he clearly heard that on the high wall outside the courtyard, someone fluttered to the ground, as if he was squatting on the wall and looking in.

The white old monster's face turned grim, and he sneered and took out a golden needle, and with a flick of his fingers, the needle shot out and shot out through the window with a thin layer of translucent silk yarn towards the person on the wall.

There was a muffled sound, and the man rolled over and fell, but he didn't even make a sound.

The white old monster sneered slightly, no longer cared about the person's life or death, and walked back to the person on the couch.

His golden needle is highly poisonous, and there is no cure in the world, and the white old monster is quite confident in this.

Suddenly, the white old monster stopped again, and the expression on his face was obviously furious.

On the high wall outside, someone jumped up lightly and listened to its movements, it turned out to be a cultivator with inferior cultivation!

The white monster has a violent temperament, but he is not a reckless person.

Recently, the border city has hidden the dragon and crouching tiger, and any kind of master can appear, but the appearance of the cultivator is still much beyond the expectations of the white old monster.

It must be known that the so-called cultivators, in this mortal world, are tantamount to people who have mastered some kind of mysterious energy, and even in the eyes of many people, they are almost immortals.

Cultivators are extremely rare, which makes the mortal world pass on by word of mouth, and eventually becomes a kind of legend.

In order to hide the true face of his cultivator, he usually practiced kung fu against the enemy, and once he revealed the cultivation of the true practice, it was the time to kill people and destroy his mouth. Therefore, those heroes of the rivers and lakes all thought that the white old monster was famous for his martial arts, and they did not doubt it.

However, the cultivator's feeling for the cultivator is sensitive and abnormal, unless the other party takes precautions in advance and hides his cultivation.

At this moment, when the white old monster noticed the existence of a cultivator outside, his heart suddenly twitched, and he already had the intention of killing people and destroying his mouth.

He quietly popped out a needle, extinguished the candle, and dodged out the door.

The man at the wall snorted, and seemed to be planted, struggling to his feet in the muddy water, kicking and stomping away into the distance.

The old white monster hesitated slightly, his face was hideous, and he jumped towards the high wall, his body was tall, like a fierce ape in the rainstorm, only two sharp fangs were missing.

With the help of lightning, the white old monster could see clearly at a glance, a person lying under the high wall outside, obviously dead of exhaustion, and a series of footprints stumbled and fled into the distance.

He landed abruptly and rolled the man with his tiptoes, but his face froze.

Isn't this the butler of his white house in vain!