Grian is playing Infernal Affairs, and Ahri is doing something similar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After dozens of days of trekking, Ahri and his party finally walked out of the sandbar boundary and into the grassland.

Being able to enter the sandbar so quickly is also thanks to the mustache arms dealer, who, by the way, is named Ali, whose name is similar to Ahri's, but their appearance is two extremes, and they can't find any similarity.

The sandbar is a well-developed business, and if there were no merchants from the south to the north to make the goods flow from all over the world, the sandbar would be as dead and desolate as the Gobi Desert. It is also this special environment that has caused many merchants and prosperous businesses on the sandbank. People in other places do business just to make money, while sandbank merchants do business to survive.

Ali the mustache has all the makings of a professional businessman, he can use simple instruments to identify directions and locations through the stars, he can quickly find water, avoid dangerous beasts in the wild, and make medicine from the field to save a few sick men.

Before, Ahri always thought that Mustache was using money to attract his subordinates, but only then did he realize that in addition to money, Mustache had many other means to make his subordinates serve with all their hearts. Those who followed the mustache could not only make a fortune, but also have a more secure life.

Moreover, the mustache is also a genius of language, he can speak the language of many places, and on the way he meets a small tribe of several hundred people, and when two groups of people meet, both sides do not know what they mean, and they immediately become tense. At this time, the mustache and the person opposite even made a guess to communicate, and then after a meal, the mustache and the leader of the small tribe hooked up and called each other.

Along the way, Ahri has long figured out the bottom of the mustache, but the more he understands, the more Ahri feels that he can't see through the mustache. Is he really just a weapons dealer? Did he really come to Summoner's Rift just to sell weapons? Did he follow himself to the steppe really just for money?

In the end, Ahri even wondered if the situation was under his control, and whether he really had no last resort. At least, this mustache is beyond his own knowledge and mastery.

That small tribe was Ahri's first trade partner, and Ahri took out the full moon scimitar, which caused all the men of that small tribe to go crazy without even selling it.

For the prairie people, a good bow, a good knife, and a good horse are the three ultimate pursuits in life, and as for other money, beauties, and the like, they can all be obtained through the former.

Buy!

However, this small tribe has no money.

The Hu people on the grassland, whether large or small, are very poor, and it is because of this that they continue to raid south.

In the eyes of the Hu people, birds and animals only provide them with food and clothing, and the people of the Tian' Dynasty in the south can bring them wealth and status, and for the Hu people, the people of the Tian' Dynasty are the same as birds and animals, they are all prey, and they can be hunted at will.

If you can get something with a swing of a knife, why bother buying it? Just like the Hu people want a tiger skin coat, just kill the tiger and skin it, do they want to "seek skin with the tiger" like the people of the Heavenly Dynasty?

……

"It's stupid!"

In the tent, the mustache who was roasting a piece of lamb hind leg next to the campfire muttered.

"You got it?"

Ahri rolled her eyes and looked out through the gap in the tent.

The mustache nodded, "Because it's too quiet outside, it's not normal." The shepherds' dogs were not barking, and either they had left overnight or were quietly approaching us. ”

Sou!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and a wolf's tooth arrow pierced through the tent and nailed to a stake, the arrow sinking into the wood for three minutes, and the tail of the arrow trembled rapidly, making an ear-itching buzzing sound.

This seemed to be the signal of the attack, and the originally silent night was soon broken by the neighing of horses, the sound of feathered arrows breaking through the air came and went, and many rockets, still stained with grease, immediately ignited a fire on the tent, and with the help of the night wind, the fire quickly spread to all sides. However, neither the mustache nor Ahri were moved, and the two still sat around the campfire, continuing their previous conversation.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid? Of course I'm afraid! The mustache cooperated with a look of panic, "But what's the use of being afraid?" I like to think about the worst-case scenario before I do anything, and if my life is in danger, I either hide away immediately or be prepared. ”

Ahri pursed his lips and smiled, "Then which one are you going to summon the Canyon to sell magic equipment?" ”

"Uh...... The meat is roasted, try my handiwork. ”

Ahri lowered his head suspiciously, if I remember correctly, a second ago, there was blood oozing out of the hind legs of the sheep, dripping on the bonfire, but this moment it has been roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, and the aroma is attractive. Ahri couldn't help but wonder if she was dazzled or misremembered.

"Forget it, I prefer to be a vegetarian."

How can a fox be a vegetarian, let alone barbecue, even raw meat can be eaten. The reason why I say this is because Ahri doesn't believe in the mustache, and even less in the meat in his hands. Ahri is not the kind of baby who loves to eat mouths, especially after learning so much about poisoning and medicine with Pan Sen, he understands the danger of food better.

Oh yes, this mustache knows a lot about medicinal herbs, maybe he is also a master of medicine.

The mustache was not reluctant, he casually stuffed the barbecue meat into his mouth and chewed it, standing up while chewing, lifting the curtain and looking out.

Outside, the battle was over, and through the faint firelight, you could see the corpses lying down, all of them were Hu people, not only young and strong, but also white-haired old men, and little hairy children who had not yet grown. But at this moment, they were all corpses, lying quietly on the ground, and even if they were not quiet, Mustache's men and Ahri's people would make up for it and make them quiet.

No one felt cruel, and no one felt that they should be merciful to the elderly and children. After all, a moment ago, these old people and children rushed over with hideousness and madness, if it weren't for their lack of strength, they wouldn't know who was lying on the ground at this moment.

"Aren't you afraid?" Ahri turned around and asked the same question he had asked the minute before.

"Don't be afraid!" The mustache gave the opposite answer, "Because I've met too many people who want to kill me, and I'm not afraid to kill too many people." ”

"It seems that you are lucky to have survived until now."

"No, it's because I'm so timid, so I never dare to be careless."

"Hopefully your luck will keep going."

"Yes, because I never dared to take risks."

"But you're on the biggest adventure right now." Ahri's eyes narrowed slightly, and under the moonlight, a faint green appeared in her pupils.

The mustache didn't realize, "No, you're the one who is at risk." Originally, I could have befriended the leader and reached out to bigger people through his referrals, which was the fastest and easiest way to do business. But you take out the moon scimitar in front of them, and let them know that we have a lot of moon scimitars. This time, it's probably your luck. ”

Looking at the back of the mustache turning away, the corners of Ahri's mouth provoked a strange arc. (To be continued.) )