The noisy Crouching Tiger Pavilion fell into calm again, the sunrise and the sunset are the laws of life in this era, when the night completely covers the earth, all the residents are drowsy, but the lights are still on in the house of the cobbler, because the perennial cooked leather, the house always wafts a smell of smoke and rot all year round, in the night, people feel particularly terrifying.

Under the dim oil lamp, the cobbler's face was like a piece of ice that could never be dissolved; The blacksmith from him, on the other hand, kept sighing and frowning, obviously encountering a difficult problem.

"Second brother, can't you still let it go?"

The cobbler who had been sitting upright suddenly raised his head, a pair of usually sleepy eyes were full of cold light, and said in a hoarse voice that seemed to come from hell: "Why should I put it down? I have not slept all night in the past few years, and as soon as I close my eyes, I can see my family members standing there covered in blood and shouting at me: 'Revenge! ……’。

The cobbler's eyes began to appear confused again, as if he was recalling something, and then said slowly: "I was originally a child of Xiliang, my family has been in the army for generations, my ancestors have followed the flying general Li Guang, and passed on a good archery technique of a hundred steps through Yang, I have been practicing literature and martial arts since I was a child, and I wanted to serve the court and contribute to the country; That knowing that the great general He Jin learned that I had a 'Shadow Treasure Carving Bow' hidden in my home, and when he couldn't force it, he framed me for the crime of rebellion, and the faint king didn't distinguish between right and wrong and destroyed my whole door, if it weren't for Brother Niu, you sacrificed your life to save me, I'm afraid I would not be able to escape my life, pity my family of 46, except for a nephew who studied art abroad The life and death are unknown, the rest all died.

Since then, I have sworn that I will not take revenge on this and swear not to be a man, speaking of which, the cobbler raised his left hand, and sure enough, there was a missing section on his little finger, and looking at the jagged dark red old wound, I could see that this finger was actually bitten alive.

After that, I joined Zhang Tianshi's Taiping Dao in order to avenge my family, and made suggestions, bent on revenge and blood hatred, but unfortunately the Tiangong general failed, and you and I were defeated and seriously injured and fled. ”

The room fell silent again, and it seemed that they were all caught in the memories of the past, and in the middle of the sound, the blacksmith Niu Hongcai said: "On that day, the 'Tiangong General' rose up, and from its opposites, four or five hundred thousand people, within a month, the twenty-eight counties of seven prefectures across the country responded, and the Yellow Turban Army was like a broken bamboo, shaking Kyoto; Last time, the little Taoist Xiao Yi said that the theory of four defeats and four victories, you also remember it clearly, the destiny is like this, what can I do? ”

Zhang Leatherman, who had recovered a little bit of his senses, gritted his teeth and said: "Although it is difficult, it is not that there is no chance at all, then Xiao Yi also said, 'Emperor Han Ling is dizzy and incompetent, the ten permanent servants are dictatorial and chaotic, under the power, the local state herdsmen support the army and respect themselves, and the Han will fall apart sooner or later, since he can see the situation clearly, there must be a way to break the situation, if he can pull him to do great things together, the world will not be unavoidable, and the great enemy will be avenged."

"I'm afraid that Xiao Yi won't work with us," the blacksmith shook his head after thinking about it for a while.

"It doesn't matter, that Xiao Yi has such a great talent at a young age, how can he be willing to be old in the wilderness, and now he is still young, as long as he tells him more about the flower world outside, glory and wealth, I don't believe that he is not moved; The cobbler affirmed.

There was silence in the room again, and the two of them sat quietly like this, neither of them spoke, as if waiting for someone, and the atmosphere was surprisingly strange.

Half a bell later, with the sound of heavy footsteps, the door opened, and a strange guest entered.

The guest was dressed in a sheepskin jacket, a dogskin hat, and thick-soled cowhide boots commonly used by the Huns; Dressed as a visitor from outside the country. If Xiao Yat was here, he would have recognized that this uninvited guest was the leader of the merchant who had given him his horses during the day; At this time, his name was Huang Shu, because he was a roe deer, thin and obscene, and had two moustaches, so everyone liked to call him 'Yellow Rat'.

"See Niu Qu Shuai! See Zhang Junshi! After entering the house, the yellow squirrel immediately saluted respectfully, and his attitude was very respectful.

"That's it, what's the handsome thing there is now, just an ordinary blacksmith;" Niu Hong seemed to be very familiar with the weasel, but he was obviously stunned when he heard the name 'Qu Shuai', which had become unfamiliar.

"The two Qu Shuai, although the general of Tiangong is dead, but the young master is still here, and he is contacting the separated brothers everywhere, and now tens of thousands of horses have gathered in the Qingzhou area, just wait for the time to be ripe, and the same big thing will be lifted, and the great cause of the 'General Tiangong' will be restored, and the two of them will go out of the mountain to help. As he spoke, the weasel pulled out a swarthy token from his bosom, with a dark red 'Zhang' character on it and some strange patterns engraved on the side.

The leatherman Zhang Ji closed his eyes without saying a word, obviously he didn't have much interest in this so-called young master, or he had already figured it out, the Yellow Turban Army was not going to work.

"After living in seclusion for several years, we have no ambition to compete for", the blacksmith stood up, and after a little thought, he took out a two-and-a-half-foot-long short knife and handed it to the yellow squirrel and said, Recently, a new short knife has been made, which is extremely sharp, and brought it to the young master, I hope to help him!

The yellow squirrel took a look, the black cork scabbard was unpretentious, inlaid with two iron rings, and there was a powerful bull head pattern on the handle, which was the exclusive logo of the ox blacksmith, and there were two red seal inscriptions on it "Breaking the Army"! Pulling out the blade, the two-foot-long blade was made of the best iron, the cold light was shining, and there was a faint blue light surrounding, it was really sharp and abnormal,"

The weasel wanted to continue to persuade, but when he saw the sudden opening of the cobbler's eyes flashing with murderous intent, he was immediately frightened and swallowed the words that followed, he was clear about the horror of this military advisor.

"Thank you for your generous gift to Niu Qushuai, it is inconvenient to stay here for a long time, the villain will say goodbye and cross the river to Qingzhou tomorrow morning." Seeing the cobbler's attitude, he knew that the two had no intention of going out of the mountain, so the weasel had no choice but to get up and say goodbye.

"Okay, go ahead, be careful along the way."

Out of the cobbler's house, the weasel quickly went to the town to exchange his horse dealers, the late autumn night in the north was already cold, a group of men were roasting dry food around the fire, and some rude men were taking turns drinking wine in leather bags to dispel the cold. Seeing the weasel come out, Lao Zhengtou, who was the guide of the horse team, stood up with a young man;

The young man was eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, but he had a baby face, and he didn't look very old, although he walked behind, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was the master of the room.

"How's it going?"

"Back to the young master, they are disheartened and reluctant to go out of the mountain."

"Oh? So they don't want to assist me Zhang Yan? ”

"Niu Qushuai asked me to send a magic weapon, hoping to help the young master achieve great things;" As he spoke, the weasel handed the 'broken saber' to the young man with both hands.

"Huh!" A bang.

The sword was unsheathed, and a cold light approached people's eyes......

"Sure enough, it's a rare sword, but it's a pity that the fierce general "Niu Invincible" on the battlefield back then has no ambition! ”

The little one will go again tomorrow?

Forget it, the twisted melon is not sweet, and I will return to the south tomorrow!

Promise!

The fire was slowly extinguished, and the tired horse dealers lay their thick sheepskins on the ground, fell asleep, and soon snoring was everywhere, and only a few men on duty at night were still struggling......

In the second half of the night, the dark clouds slowly obscured the moon, and suddenly a small black shadow ran out of the horses, looked around vigilantly, and crossed lightly, and suddenly crossed the rope of the horses, and then disappeared into the vast night like a gust of wind......

The next morning, when the horse dealers awoke, packed their belongings, counted their livestock, and were about to get up, one of the men came running to the weasel and said, "Chief, a foal was missing last night"

"The horse?"

"I just picked up that horse halfway!"

The weasel recalled that the horse team encountered a wild wolf chasing a group of wild horses on the way, and a small foal that ran away ran to his horse team in a panic to seek refuge, and waited for everyone to shoot back the wolves with bows and crossbows; I took it into the Great Wall with me, and I thought it could be sold for a few dollars, but I didn't expect it to be lost here.

"Forget it, a foal is not worth a few dollars, get up, cross the river, and go back to Qingzhou."