"Brother, you cheat me! Who the fuck is there in the mountains on this shitty day? ”

In the midst of the rainstorm, the signal was so bad that the sound of electricity kept ringing.

"Qin San of Donkey Ball, how do I know? The place given by the person who ordered the things is in this mountain, where do you let me go to reason? On the other end of the line, a rough voice scolded back.

Qin San and his elder brother, the two of them partnered to sell swords in Longquan. However, Longquan sells swords and belongs to the kind that wanders on the edge of the law. On his head are cultural heritage and local characteristics, but he sells Chinese swords and Japanese swords with open blades. Occasionally, I take the list of European swords.

In fact, this is also forced by the market situation. Young people like to venture and take risks. I really like swords, and I don't like the kind of crafts that don't cut the blade. If Qin San wants to make money to support his family, he has to choose this in such a situation.

Last month, a new safety law was introduced, and the control of knives was further restricted. At this time, another big order came, and someone ordered 300 imitation Cossack sabers. A handful bid for 4,000 yuan. The only requirement is to be a little more sinic, to integrate elements of the Han nationality.

Wronged, absolutely wronged.

Now a good knife strip such as folding pattern steel is definitely not expensive, even if all the works are done by hand, such a saber is sold for 3,000 with a black heart, and the price of conscience is nearly 2,000. In the case of group buying, 16,700 can be obtained. But even so, the knife merchant may still make more than half of it.

Qin San and his friends finished the new knife on time and in full, but at this time, there was a sudden news that Dongfeng Express contained explosives, and all the couriers were forced to stop.

Seeing that the date of handing over the knife was approaching, everyone had been busy for most of the year just for this knife, Qin San decided to personally drive his Wuling Hongguang to deliver the goods.

On the stormy mountain road, an eerie atmosphere began to emerge.

"Brother, let me tell you, this mountain road is too damn ......"

The sound of hula drowning out the voice on the phone.

"Qin San! Qin Slash Immortal! Qin Cang of Nyima! Qin Cang! ”

The voice on the other end of the phone shouted hoarsely, but the phone was disconnected......

"Dututu, the bank reminds that a transfer of 1.2 million has been paid. A transfer of 1.2 million has been paid ......"

The old brother clicked on the mobile banking and took a look, and there was an abrupt message below.

Buy life money.

......

The waves washed over and over the beach, and the salty and wet sea breeze woke up Qin Cang, who was lying on the bed.

"Where is this?" Qin Cang woke up suddenly, only to find that this room was very simple, comparable to a wooden house in the mountains.

Getting up from the bed, Qin Cang found that his clothes had been changed into an ancient costume. But it doesn't look very much like Hanfu, it's more like a costume on the grassland.

"Are you awake?"

A thing like a mercury man stood beside his bed, and this unusual event made Qin Cang, who had a big heart, scared too!

"Who are you! I...... Where is this? ”

"I'm the one who buys the knife, but of course, I'm actually buying my life...... Isn't there a lot of surprises? You don't need to know too much. From now on, you are the master of this Han tribe. ”

Qin Cang didn't understand what this mercury man was going to do, so he asked, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"It's a special plane. I need you to dig up some antiquities in this world, which are pretty much what you call antiques. I'm going to put a special device in your head. Put something valuable in front of you, gaze at it, and you're ready to teleport. As a reward, you can exchange some weapons, armor, population, and possibly more. In order not to cause the collapse of time and space, you can only do it once a month for the time being. That's it, I'm leaving....."

"Wait! What are the things that are valuable? ...... "Qin Cang is a little confused, feelings bought me a life, and it was here to collect things?"

"Antiques, oil paintings, gold and silver coins, etc., the most important thing is, of course, famous....." After speaking, this mercury-like person disappeared in front of Qin Cang's eyes.

......

Qin Cang got out of bed cautiously, the boots made of fur made Qin Cang who came from modern times really couldn't wear them.

"What the is this, let Lao Tzu come to this kind of hellish place! Damn, I already knew I wasn't greedy for money over there....."

This is of course impossible. One million and two million, it's just a strong wind, who doesn't want it? Qin Cang thinks that he is also a layman, and it is impossible to see that he doesn't want money.

Qin Cang got out of bed, and in the corner of this simple room, there were a few boxes that were very eye-catching. After a pause, the boots fit well. Qin Cang walked over to the old boxes and opened them to see what was inside!

", my knife!"

That's right, the box contained a Cossack-like saber that Qin Cang had beaten out with his own hands. Touching the familiar lines, Qin Cang couldn't help but sigh: "Is this a newbie reward?" ”

"Forget it, brother, Xiaoqing, I wish you all a good time over there."

Standing in front of the door, Qin Cang said faintly.

Summoning up his courage, Qin Cang stretched out his hand and pushed open the wooden door.

Outside the door, the dark blue sky was gloomy and unusual, and a slight drizzle was sprinkled on the face. Looking at Qin Cang's place, this place seemed to be a simple tribal camp. A mix of simple wooden houses and sheepskin tents were erected on top of the camp. Looking further away, a simple fenced circle of trees is around the camp.

"Childe! You're awake ....."

Seeing Qin Cang come out, the people around him were stunned. They immediately became cautious. At this time, an old man with gray hair stood up on crutches and saluted Qin Cang.

"Liu Lao is polite." Qin Cang's mind suddenly appeared with Elder Liu's name and background, he was the elder of this camp.

At this time, the background of the entire camp also came out.

It was 1451 A.D.! It was less than two years since the conquest of Constantinople by Mehmed II the Conqueror of the Turks!

Qin Cang was the leader of a Han tribe whose father had just been killed in battle. This Han tribe began to enter the Western Regions from the Central Plains during the Yuan Dynasty, and then was forced to move westward in the midst of the chaos, and now their location is on the Crimean Peninsula of their descendants. Today, this Han tribe is under threat from the Tatar tribe. And Qin Cang's father was killed in a battle to ambush a passing caravan, and Qin Cang himself was injured in that vicious battle.

"My father just died, why are you all like this! Get some spirits! ”

Looking at the dejected appearance of the people around him, Qin Cang felt a little impatient for no reason, and immediately shouted angrily.

What's going on, is this the original Qin Cang doing the trick? Qin Cang felt a little trance.

"But, it's a childe! We have no swords and no guns, horses and weak soldiers, and now the enemy is around, but how can it be good! Liu Lao frowned and persuaded.

"No weapons! I still have a hundred good knives in my room, how can I say that I don't have weapons? ”

"But even if there is a knife..... There are more horses than men in our tribe...... According to me, it's better to vote for those barbarians...... "This Liu Lao's face is full of wrinkles, and now in Qin Cang's opinion, he looks like a leper dog!"

I'm a dignified Chinese man, and I actually want to surrender to those barbarians? You old dog! In Qin Cang's view, bastards like Liu Lao, who ostensibly serve the interests of the nation, but actually act as traitors, are the biggest poisonous sores of the Chinese nation! The devil is easy to fight, but the second ghost is difficult to prevent!

Qin Cang, who came from later generations, is also a Han ethnicity who has been cultivated by nationalism, how can he watch this old man surnamed Liu scourge the only Han tribe?

"That'...... It's okay too. You wait, I'll go and get the heirloom that my father has passed down to me. Dedicate it to the chiefs of the Nagartulu tribe. ”

Qin Cang has been entangled with the police and local hooligans for many years, and he has long been familiar with how to entangle with this group of pestering guys. One drag, two cigarettes, three red envelopes. And now, Qin Cang had another indescribable anger in his heart. That was the anger of the previous master, and it was also the anger of his own Chinese man!

Qin Cang returned to the house and pretended to rummage through the cabinets to find the so-called heirloom. In fact, Qin Cang had already set his eyes on the box containing the saber on the other side of the door.

Qin Cang turned his back to the door, grabbed a handful of grass lumps, and wrapped them in the cloth next to the pillow, looking like that.

Ready, Qin Cang turned around and walked out of the door with the thing he had picked up in both hands. Outside the door, Liu Lao was already waiting with his hands arched.

"Oops!" Walking and walking, when he was about to reach the door, Qin Cang suddenly seemed to step on something, threw the heirloom in his hand, and fell to the ground.

"Alas, pick things up!" Liu Lao watched as the thing streaked through the air and smashed into the tent of someone who didn't know who. He was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, and hurriedly sent people over to pick it up.

And Qin Cang, who was temporarily ignored by everyone, suddenly pulled out the saber in the box!

"Old thief! Death! Qin Cang stabbed Liu Lao in the stomach with the sharp tip of the saber!!

At this moment, with the anger of the previous master, Qin Cang felt that killing this Liu Lao was like watching adults kill pigs and dogs when he was a child, and he didn't feel disgusting at all! No, it's for the people! It's a ghost killing!

Liu Lao covered his stomach, his intestines were dragged out and sprinkled on the ground, blood flowed everywhere, causing several dogs to bark wildly!

"What do you see, people like this who want to sell you into slavery in that barbarian tribe, you still believe it?! Yes! Is there such a stupid person as you in the world? Qin Cang was so angry that he scolded, seeing that the old man with a bad stomach at his feet wanted to sell you for money, you still wanted to protect him?

"But...... Childe! That barbarian is powerful, and we are helpless! At this time, there are still people who are obsessed!

Qin Cang looked at this cowering man, and the anger in his heart broke through the threshold of reason in an instant!

After the Anshi Rebellion, what kind of life did the Han people in the Western Regions live? What kind of life did the Han people live after the death of the Song Dynasty? Cows and horses are not as good! Pigs and dogs are not as good!

Qin Cang turned back left and right and found the rope for the dog next to the stable on the other side. He ran over and grabbed the rope and turned around and tied it directly around the man's neck! He dragged the man like a dead dog!

"Childe! Childe ......"

Qin Cang didn't care about it, he scolded: "Old and young masters! It's all good for me Qin Cang! Treated as a cow and a horse, tied by the neck, and slept in a kennel in the middle of the night! Even the days when dogs are not as good as dogs, have you lived!? ”

The Han people were silent.

No one wants to be a cow or a horse. Looking at the guy on the ground who had his arm broken by Qin Cang and had a leash around his neck like a leper dog, the hearts of the men were on fire!

"I don't want to! Unwilling! ”

"What are you afraid of! All follow this son to kill back! Ben Gongzi has 300 battle knives, and he can't beat those thief chieftains with wooden sticks?! ”