Great Monkey Star City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The ground thundered, and a bright light rose into the sky, far higher than the city tower of dozens of zhang, and the people in the city opened their eyes wide to see the trajectory of this light, but the higher it rose, the light became weaker and weaker, as if it blended into the dark sky.

Just when the people wondered if this light would be annihilated in the boundless sky, they only heard a crisp sound, and the light bloomed like a meteor with infinite light, like a waterfall pouring down from a cliff, hitting the water and hitting the stones.

The fireworks were short-lived, dissipated, leaving a little ignition and scattering into the city, causing bursts of cheers from the people, bustling streets, shouting and laughter, obviously it was midnight, the city was still brightly lit, and there was no intention of closing the market.

Today, the Great Qi Dynasty will usher in a new monarch, and as a once unified and powerful country, even if it is now declining, the ascension of a new monarch is still a great event.

At the same time, thousands of miles away on the mountain path, it should have been a quiet and quiet place to write poetry, but the distant neighing startled the forest birds, and the sound of horses' hooves trampling the mud was heard in the distance.

Closer, I saw a carriage galloping towards me, and a man sitting on the seat waved his whip vigorously, and the horse was in pain, and even spread his horse's hooves and ran.

Behind them are the bandits who ride horses and wield knives, and are very professional.

"Boy, don't run."

"Just grab it obediently, uncle will leave you with a whole corpse."

Don't run, waiting to be dismantled by your group of kings?

"Don't follow me anymore, I don't have a rush for syrup!" Mo Qian wailed weakly, adjusting the position he leaned on a little to make himself more comfortable, but he didn't dare to let go of his grip on the body.

In fact, he still hasn't figured out what this is going on.

Isn't it just about getting a job and celebrating?

Don't you just want to confess by the way?

After all, it's not easy to be a cloud spare tire for so many years, and there's finally hope to turn positive, as for it?

Before he could say anything, he was struck by thunder!!

Of course, the matter of crossing is not so difficult to accept, at least compared to crossing into a eunuch or something, Mo Qian is still quite satisfied with the current basic situation, the luxury carriage, the silver fruit plate, and even the chopsticks are like ivory products, it is really corrupt.

After a while, there was the sound of hand-to-hand combat outside, a few screams, and then there was no movement.

"What's going on?" Mo Qian cautiously lifted the curtain, and a pockmarked face appeared in front of him, with two scars on the left cheek crossed, and a neat bald head on the top, holding a mighty social big brother.

"It's ugly." Mo Qian said slowly, this shape obviously does not conform to his aesthetics, even after the crossing, it has not changed.

The eldest brother's gaze and Mo Qian had a fierce confrontation, and the big man said,

"What are you going to do?"

"I play soy sauce."

"Oh, I'm going to get something too."

"Oh, it's so fateful, what are you fighting?"

A steel knife sparkled brightly around his neck.

"Robbery". Dahan smiled sweetly, and Mo Qian smiled sadly.

What do you want? Mo Qian was about to cry, not to mention that I should cross into some rich and noble family, I don't want any beautiful wives and concubines, at least my life safety must be guaranteed.

Now it's okay, just crossed over, and you can go to the underworld to line up for reincarnation again.

It's not that Mo Qian didn't think that this was someone's prank, or some kind of reality variety show, but the knife around his neck was definitely real, and he could even feel the slight coolness from the blade.

What's more, he saw a few people lying scattered on the ground, blood spilled all over the ground, life and death unknown, this is no joke.

Mo Qian was a good citizen, and his friends thought so, both in the past and now.

If in the anti-Japanese era, this product is definitely a traitor who was arrested on TV, and before he started to torture, he cried and shouted to surrender.

Now in this situation, don't say a word, raise your hands above your head, the standard way of surrender, the situation is not right, you have to be soft, Mo Qian is so good.

"A good man spares his life, there is something to discuss, the silver is in the car, I will help you get it now, what else do you need? Be a cow and a horse, you don't want to give up! ”

"Yo, the kid knows each other a lot." The man with the knife grinned,

"That's that, what the kid admires most in his life is the hero of the green forest, who acts chivalrous and righteous, robs the rich and helps himself...... No, rob the rich and help the poor! Now that there is a chance to meet, we must not let the heroes run in vain. Mo Qian smiled bitterly. There's no way, the little life is in the hands of others, and it's not okay if you don't accept it.

"Don't talk nonsense, take the silver in your car, bring the money with someone, and roll it down one piece." The man with the knife gently slapped the steel knife surface on Mo Qian's face, and said expressionlessly.

The coldness of the steel knife made Mo Qian clearly aware of the current situation, and if he wanted to live, he could only do what he said.

He turned back to the carriage to pack his things, and opened a wooden box, which contained some valuable things, which he had just known, and was about to take out the silver in order to destroy the disaster, when he heard the whispers of the people outside.

"After burying this kid later, let's find a kiln for the brothers to have fun."

"As far as you kid has a lot of things, I don't know you yet, it's fake to be happy with my brothers, it's true to look for your old friend." One laughed and scolded.

Everyone next to him laughed.

Mo Qian was shocked, these people didn't plan to let themselves go at all?

What should I do, but I'm not an opponent at all now.

In that case, give it a try......

"Hey, that little rabbit cub inside, you hurry up for me, I'm going to be impatient."

"Oh, where's my silver?" An exclamation came from the car,

"Don't play tricks on me, be careful that Lao Tzu kills you" The big man raised his eyebrows, this kid wanted to cause trouble, and slammed into the car.

But I only saw Mo Qian's very evil smile, waiting for this opportunity, the edges and corners of the wooden box and the back of the big man's head came into close contact, its angle is so accurate, the strength is so ruthless, people don't feel abrupt, but also with the surprise of the stuffy stick, when it is called the model of the stuffy stick world, the big man fell into the car elegantly like this.

He snatched the knife from his hand, got out of the knife and slapped it on the horse's buttocks, the horse was in pain, and kicked away the horse thief who was blocking in front of him.

The thieves were stunned, but they didn't expect the lamb to be slaughtered to dare to resist, so they didn't catch up at the first time.

Mo Qian quickly controlled the wheels, took out the silver in the baggage, and smashed it at the horse thief who caught up, while guarding himself with a knife.

The silver thrown out rarely hits the horse thief, and most of them fall to the ground, and even if they do, they don't hurt much.

However, Mo Qian's purpose was not to use the silver to repel the horse thieves, but to let them snatch the silver that had fallen to the ground, and use it to escape for themselves.

The effect of this move is obvious, after all, no one knows how much silver he still has on his body, but the silver in front of him is real.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people who kept up, and only a few who didn't grab the money were still chasing after them, and in the end, Mo Qian simply threw out the silver in the baggage.

"Phew, finally escaped."

After traveling nearly fifty miles, Mo Qian made sure that no one had caught up, and he leaned on the carriage and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, how much virtue did it take for me to cross over to this ghost place.

Mo Qian got into the carriage, the big man was kicked out by him as early as when he fled, there was a burden in the carriage, open it and see, inside was an official seal and the office document of the county order of Ningyuan County, the name is also Mo Qian, presumably the owner of this body.

It's really pitiful to think about, ten years of hard study, once in high school, I wanted to glorify my ancestors, but I didn't expect to die at the hands of horse thieves on the way to office.

Mo Qian sighed softly, in the future, I will live for you.

Continue to look through, there is also a quaint box, the contents are tightly wrapped in bright yellow brocade, and when opened, it is a hairpin that cannot be seen in the material.

The shape and craftsmanship are not so superb, it looks a little simple, but it is chic and elegant, and the end of the hairpin is carved out of a "Qian" word with the yang engraving process, and there is no other feature.

Throw it back into the box, probably a memento or something, Mo Qian pouted, and it was worthless.

There is also a book with the hairpin, which is quite old, called "Taishang Method", and after turning two pages, it is some strange and obscure words, and it has been thrown back together.

Pulled out the bronze mirror casually, the self in the mirror, thick eyebrows, high nose bridge, bright and dazzling black pupils like obsidian, fair skin, beautiful appearance, but there is no femininity at all, black hair is combed in a neat bun on the top of the head, set in a delicate white jade hair crown, about twenty-one or twelve years old, a good boy.

"Tsk, this appearance, God's aesthetics are still good." Mo Qian said secretly.

Appearance can't be eaten, Mo Qian knows, at least not here, he has to find a way out, but what can he do?

Suddenly catching a glimpse of the official seal in that corner, Mo Qian thought about it, it seems that being a county prince is also a good choice!

The horses ran happily again, Mo Qian could already imagine what a good life it was like to be a county master, occasionally embezzlement, walking dogs, bullying a man and a woman, and life would be complete!

"Hahaha, happy life, I'm here!"

Suddenly, the reins tightened, the horse's front hooves raised high, and a sharp neighing sound, and the carriage made a 180-degree turn.

In the distance, I heard someone whispering to himself,

"Anyway...... Where is Ningyuan County? ”