Chapter 343: Hope is in Qiuzi

The city is known for its high level of dance and music, and its representative is the great song of the city, and the residents of the city have a special preference for dance music, and they celebrate every festival with a lot of singing and dancing. Every summer, there is a dance and music festival in the city, where the residents of the city will show off their best songs and dances, or the most worthy of showing off, to show people what they can do, of course, the main purpose is to attract beautiful people of the opposite sex.

Mumka is a wealthy merchant of Qiuzi, and like all the inhabitants of the city, he is also fond of music, but his level is mediocre, and the only way to attract the attention of the beautiful girl is to show off his wealth.

Early in the morning on the day of the festival, Mumka rode in a BMW with a scimitar tied to his waist and swaggered through a sea of music, receiving the envious gaze of the people.

This year's luck seems to have been particularly good for Mumka, who bought a rare BMW and a razor-sharp Damascus machete through a Hu merchant about a month ago. Today's event in Qiuzi City was simply held for him, and the cheers from the crowd almost lifted him to the clouds.

In the midst of the crowd of singing and dancing, there appeared a group of very unseemly knights, all from the west of the city, all with haggard faces, anxious eyes, and most strangely, a fierce and ugly hound sitting on the back of the leading horse.

Suddenly, the hound pricked up its ears and looked warily at the most lively place in the distance.

"Hungry wolf, did you find something?" The knight, who rode with the hound, also had his eyes lit up with the hound's strange appearance.

The hound barked loudly, jumped off his horse, and galloped forward. In the place where the crowd is the largest, there is a tall horse slowly walking through the crowd.

"General, it must be General!" The crow sensed something, couldn't help but shout excitedly, and the hundred or so riders who followed him suddenly came to their senses.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" The knights desperately pushed a passage through the crowd.

The result, although it was not in line with the expectations of the knights, ignited their hopes.

"It's the general's horse, and the general's scimitar! Oh my God, let's finally find a clue. The crow touched the sweaty BMW and the scimitar snatched from Hu Shang's waist and cried with joy.

Mumka was very unhappy, and someone actually showed a desire to possess the BMW scimitar that belonged to him in broad daylight.

"Who are you? Give me back the sword, or don't blame me for being unkind! ”

The raven came to his senses, stared at Mumka and asked, "Where did you get this horse and the scimitar at your waist?" ”

"Come on, snatch the sword back for me!" Mumka beckoned to his retinue behind him.

Several retinues who bullied the weak and feared the hard stepped forward, but where they were the opponents of the general's knights, they fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. The crow dragged the mumka off his horse, put the scimitar on his neck, and asked viciously, "Listen, let me ask again, where did your BMW scimitar come from?" ”

The cold and rigid blade imprinted a blood mark on Mumka's neck, where had Mumka, who had never been pampered, encountered such a formation, his face was so frightened that his face turned pale, his legs weakened, and the two trembles and urinated frequently.

Seeing the horse bandits coming to the city, the crowd that was still singing and dancing just now suddenly exclaimed in surprise. The street, within a few hundred paces of the crow, suddenly became deserted, and only a hundred horsemen were left bullying the hapless Uncle Mumka.

"Say!" The crow couldn't wait, and screamed fiercely, almost scaring Mumka's courage.

"I, I, I said," Mumka wept with a sad face, he couldn't figure out how there could be horse bandits on the streets of the city in broad daylight, "no, it's none of my business, this horse and knife were sold to me by a Hu merchant, and since the good man likes it, take it." Spare your life, a good man's life......"

"Hu Shang? Who is it and where? The crow lifted the limp Mumka up and continued to ask.

Poor Mumka is like a fat sheep that has fallen under the claws of a tiger and wolf, and he has no power to resist, but he knows each other very well, and he will answer honestly whatever the crow asks, and he can't be more handsome.

The raven finally got the answer he wanted. Heaven forbid, the general is still alive, miraculously alive, according to the description of this Uncle Mumka, the Hu merchant who sold him the BMW and the sword, was a Turk, and in the middle of his caravan there was a very special strong man, ragged but wearing silk undergarments, and the description of his appearance basically matched the characteristics of the general. It's just that I don't know what the reason is, the general actually joined forces with Hu Shang and followed them to the east, and I heard that he was going to sell wine to Chang'an.

"What? Slave? The raven was dumbfounded, and the man suspected of being a general became a slave in the mouth of the Mumka.

Mumka was worried that he would anger the robber by saying something wrong, so he hurriedly explained: "It's none of my business, I originally wanted to buy that strong slave, but the Turks didn't let me, and I only sold it until Chang'an." He said that he was short of manpower and wanted this strong slave to help him transport goods to Chang'an, and then sell him. It's a win-win-win-win calculation. ”

"Damn it!" The crow said angrily, "Go, take us to the Turkic merchant!" ”

The crow swung his scimitar viciously, leaving no chance for Mumka to refute.

Before the Tang army heard the news, the crow took Mumka and rushed back out of the west gate, and continued to chase Li Huaitang's traces eastward around the city.

Out of Qiuzi City, the crow inquired about Mumka in detail, and learned that the Hu merchant had drunken and wanted to show off his luck to Mumka, and the flood changed his itinerary, but he picked up a strong slave on the edge of the desert, and by the way, he also harvested the strong slave's BMW and treasure knife. After listening to Mumka's words, the crow was even more certain that the person Hu Shang saved must be his general.

The crow thought for a moment, then ordered Tie Niu to take Li Huaitang's sweat horse and treasure knife back to Ningyuan City, and inform the general's wife and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the entire Ningyuan City of the good news that Li Huaitang was still alive.

More than a month, enough time for the caravan to travel a long distance, the crow was so anxious that he strapped him to his horse without any consultation, and rode away towards the east day and night, regardless of Mumka's pain. Before Mumka had time to rejoice that he had met a non-bandit, the faint uneasiness in his heart became a reality, this group of arrogant and unreasonable knights was looking for a person who was very important to them, that person should be the strong slave that Hu Shang had picked up, and unfortunately, only he knew the Hu Shang. But Mumuka didn't realize that the heavens would descend on the people of Si, and they must first work hard and work their muscles and bones. A fortune beckoned to him quietly......