Ziqin doesn't like the desert, he didn't like it in his previous life, and he doesn't like it in this life.

The change of desert wind and sand, if it falls in the photo or picture, it must be beautiful, just imagine, a vast dusk, full of golden sand grains, the remnant sun is like blood, outlining a few wisps of sunset, what a beautiful scenery it should be.

It's just that if you live in the desert, you don't want to see such a scenery for a day.

Because only those who live in the desert know that the most beautiful sunset in the desert is actually a tornado.

It's just that the people of the desert can't choose, and they don't have a choice, they can only endure the ravages of the storm, and then listen to outsiders admire the beauty of the desert sunset.

Ziqin was very helpless at this moment in the face of the extremely beautiful sunset, the camel he sat on had been strangled by him and was almost out of breath, however, this was not the time for heartache for livestock.

The guide beside him in a thick cloth robe yelled desperately, his voice hoarse, and he spoke with a tearing sensation of his vocal cords.

Behind the guide were Ziqin's accomplices, there were about twelve or thirteen people in total, and they had been running desperately since they woke up in this world, from not knowing that Sunset represented a tornado, to knowing that Sunset was a tornado, and they were in the way of the tornado, Ziqin had been running since he started, so he didn't have time to count how many companions he had.

It's just that there is one thing Ziqin has already affirmed, the desert, the wind and sand, with a kind of oppressive beauty, this kind of world is the only one associated with the condor shooting.

"Behind the hill in front, rush over, and it will be safe to get to the back of the hillside, and the tornado will not blow the mountain."

The guide's voice suddenly became excited, and at the same time, Ziqin's eyes saw a huge hillside in front of him, saying that it was a hillside, it was actually bare like an ugly big stone, but this stone was a complete piece, connected to the earth, as if it had grown from the ground, giving people an absolutely solid feeling.

Hiding inside such a stone is absolutely not afraid of tornadoes.

For a while, Ziqin was also excited, and the camels under his crotch seemed to be more powerful.

The group rushed desperately across the hillside, and there was a groove behind the hillside with their backs, which looked like a holy place to avoid any wind and sand, and at this time there was a house in this holy place, although it was a very simple earthen house, but the signboard erected at the door of the earthen house was really pleasant.

This. It's actually a restaurant.

Before he got close to this restaurant, Ziqin had already seen a person, a very familiar person, someone he had met countless times, on TV, in movies, in the white-haired world, Ziqin was completely sure of what world he had reached.

Memories flooded into his mind like flowing water, and Ziqin suddenly knew who he was in this world and his current situation.

He is the swordsman of the Taiwei Mansion and the minions of the current imperial court.

The swordsmen of the Taiwei Mansion should not be in the desert normally, and the desert at this time does not seem to belong to the Song Dynasty no matter where it is, however, they have to come to the desert.

Because they have a mission, they need to capture a fugitive.

The memory ends here, Ziqin doesn't know who the fugitives are, and he doesn't know how they chased them to the desert, but there is an inconspicuous memory behind this small memory.

A few days ago, Ziqin hacked a man to death, a little boy, and that boy had an older sister, a good sister, and their brother and sister had no parents, only a donkey, and an old hen depended on each other.

This is by no means a good memory, anyone who has seen the evil and the poison knows what will happen to the person who hacked the little boy to death, the current Hong Qi naturally cannot be compared with the Hong Qi of later generations, but the current Hong Qi's martial arts are absolutely good, and he is afraid that he can be regarded as a good hand with a quick knife.

And Ziqin is now just a swordsman.

Since he woke up, Ziqin found that his martial arts had all disappeared, he remembered those martial arts, remembered every move and every style of the sword, but he did not have the original terrifying internal force, and the sword, although it could be used, but both the angle and the strength were ridiculously poor, and it was not even as good as the set of purple gold sword techniques that he spent two days to comprehend.

And what he is most familiar with now is a set of knife techniques that he doesn't know the name, and a set of knife techniques that can be regarded as fists and embroidered legs in Ziqin's eyes at most.

Needing to face Hong Qi and seal his martial arts should be the first problem, and if possible, he can generate a mission.

And the pursuit of the fugitive, may also be able to generate a task, but I don't know who this fugitive is, if you put aside the gap between this world and the eagle shooting, simply extrapolating from the age of the five uniques, it should be between 117 and 118 years.

At this time, it has been nearly a hundred years since Xiao Feng's death, and Huang Sheng seems to have only written the Nine Yin True Scripture, but he is already dying, and there should be no top masters on the rivers and lakes.

It's just that with his current strength, I'm afraid that even a third-rate master can't stop it, even if he adds these companions, he can only surround and kill a second-rate master, but he definitely can't carry a first-class master.

Countless thoughts flashed quickly in Ziqin's mind, but his feet followed his companions into the tavern.

He has learned to think, and he has learned to take advantage of the situation, and never let himself appear prominent, of course, when his strength is insufficient.

Although Ouyang Feng is a broker, he also runs a tavern, and naturally there is wine in the tavern, and soon Ziqin and the group of companions are already drinking in the tavern.

After serving the wine and food, Ouyang Feng still sat back at the door, he looked at the desert in front of him, the tornado had already blown, and from the col, he looked out of the mountain col, and a pillar connected the heaven and the earth in the distance, and from time to time he could see some large animals such as camels showing their scales and half armor.

Ziqin picked up a jar of wine from his side, staggered out of the tavern, and sat next to Ouyang Feng.

He poured a large bowl of wine and sent it to Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng turned his face to look at Ziqin, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes, perhaps, anyone who does his job will be very cautious and skeptical of everything.

"Don't worry, I am the military attache of the Great Song Dynasty, even if you kill the entire desert, I will never arrest you."

Ziqin pressed the wine bowl on Ouyang Feng's hand, poured another bowl of wine for himself, and then poured it all into his mouth.

"You can't do a business if you have a business."

The wine was in his mouth, and then in his stomach, Ziqin suddenly spoke in a deep voice, the sky in the desert was already dark under the ravages of the tornado, but Ziqin's eyes lit up in the dark, very bright, and he suddenly thought of a very good idea.

Or this idea can't produce a task, but it can definitely cause a change in the plot, and the change will change, and the change will be chaotic, and he will have the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos to rob.

"I'm a businessman, and I'll do any business."

Ouyang Feng finally drank the wine poured by Ziqin, there is a kind of person, even if he doesn't like to drink the wine poured by strangers, but he will never refuse the guest's request, any request.

"We'll have a partnership soon."

Ziqin poured another bowl of wine for Ouyang Feng, but this time Ouyang Feng didn't drink it again, because Ziqin was not his guest for the time being.

Behind, someone grabbed Ziqin fiercely, but it was his companions, these guys couldn't see Ziqin halfway through drinking, but when they looked at it, they found that Ziqin actually ran outside the door to find Ouyang Feng to drink, which was really dissatisfied.

The scolding guy dragged Ziqin into the tavern, Ziqin was not annoyed, but turned around and smiled apologetically at Ouyang Feng.

At this time, Ziqin was naturally not annoyed, although he didn't know what this world would have, but he was sure that no matter what it was, it was definitely related to Ouyang Feng, since he had already met Ouyang Feng, it was the first step.

On the wine table, he toasted his companions in large bowls and said apologetic words.

If there is a person who is familiar with Ziqin's performance in the world of famous artists, he must be surprised that he can't even close his mouth, where is Ziqin still a little arrogant in the world of famous artists at this moment, at this moment he looks like an honest court eagle dog who does his duty to be a little brother of others.

"This damn desert is really annoyingly tight, and I don't know when we will be able to go back to the Central Plains."

After three rounds of drinking, Ziqin suddenly sighed and said loudly.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately aroused the approval of many swordsmen from the Taiwei Mansion, and these guys slapped the table one by one and cursed, cursing the fugitive, cursing this mission, and cursing this desert.

There were many curses, and Ziqin suddenly heard three words.

Murong Yan/Murong Yan.

Ziqin didn't know whether it was Yan or Yan, but Ziqin was sure that what he said must be this sound, and for a while, Ziqin was even awake for three points, and the fugitive they were chasing was actually Murong Yan, the only one in this world.

Murong of Suzhou, Jiangnan, is a famous Dugu with a sword.

Ziqin suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh, wanted to laugh, the person they were going to hunt down was actually such a person, with his current martial arts, with the strength of these companions, this was an almost impossible task.

However, Ziqin didn't say a word, he still toasted to his companions in big bowls, until he was too drunk to know himself.

That night, Ziqin had four dreams, dreaming that he had died four times, and was killed once by Dugu, Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng.

The next day, when Ziqin woke up, it was already noon, and his companions were cleaning their camels outside, and it was hard to imagine that there would be a well in the desert, and there was water in the well.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when no one found out that he woke up, Zi Qin found Ouyang Feng again, this guy was actually pouring wine at this time, pouring the wine from a large jar into several small wine jugs.

Ziqin didn't know what it would be like if the martial arts people in the Five Absolute Era were allowed to see the Western Poison Drinking, but Ouyang Feng at this moment clearly had a hint of vicissitudes and sadness.

At this time, Ouyang Feng is by no means a good person, but he is by no means a withdrawn person, he is a person who can make friends.

"I think we're here."

Ziqin stood behind Ouyang Feng and spoke, and when he spoke, Ziqin's eyes were looking out the window at those of his companions.

"You don't have enough money."

Ouyang Feng was still pouring wine, but he spit out a sentence, Ouyang Feng who paid for the wine yesterday took it from their arms, although they were drunk at that time, they still remembered it, so Ouyang Feng knew all the money on them.

However, Ziqin didn't understand why Ouyang Feng said that his money was not enough, could it be that he already knew what the cooperation he was talking about, but he hadn't opened his mouth yet, and how did Ouyang Feng know.

As if hearing the question in Ziqin's heart, Ouyang Feng put down the wine jar and wine jug and turned around, his eyes also looked out the window, Ziqin knew that Ouyang Feng had indeed understood what he meant by cooperation.

"Yesterday, you looked at them with murder in their eyes."

Ouyang Feng's voice was extremely indifferent, but Ziqin's eyes shrank slightly, and Ouyang Feng in the Condor Shooting seemed to be far from being so keen in observation.

"In addition to money, I still have knives, I think you must want someone to partner with you to support this store, not everyone in this world is suitable for opening a store outside the Saiwai, especially in the desert."

Shocked past, the corners of Ziqin's mouth actually flashed a faint smile, and his words suddenly added another sentence at the end.

"Besides, we're still friends."

Ouyang Feng couldn't help laughing when he said this, he never knew that there was such a cheeky person in the world, he only saw Ziqin last night, that is, he didn't even tell each other's names, Ziqin was ashamed to say that he was friends with him, how thick-skinned should this be.

"I'm not very thick-skinned."

Unexpectedly, Ziqin said this sentence first, and Ouyang Feng was suddenly stunned.

"I think thick-skinned people will always have more friends, because some things you say must be listened to, and if you don't say some things, I'm afraid that the people who want to hear you say those things will not be able to wait for you to say those words."

Ziqin's eyes were slightly dazed, he didn't even go through his brain when he said this, and even he didn't know why he said this, although it was his intention to get to know Ouyang Feng, but this was never his original intention, it's just that after these words came out, Ouyang Feng's eyes were as dazed as him.

After a long time, Ouyang Feng slowly turned around.

"At noon, you invite them to drink, and you have been half the owner of this shop since the afternoon."

Ouyang Feng walked out slowly, and Ziqin found that Ouyang Feng was also tired, and his back was extremely tired at this time, and he didn't have the toughness of the West Poison at all.

At noon on this day, Ziqin invited all the swordsmen of the Taiwei Mansion to drink, and the people who licked the blood with the knife head liked wine, and these swordsmen were no exception, even if they were drunk the night before, but these guys were still drinking happily at noon.

As a result, all the people who drank the wine except Ziqin died on the wine.

Ouyang Feng turned out to be able to mix poison, and the means were very clever, at least, Ziqin didn't find any problems with the wine that those companions drank, but Ouyang Feng had already admitted that those guys were poisoned to death, and the poison was in the wine.

For the first time, Ziqin felt the insecurity of his life, he knew that Ouyang Feng could poison him at any time, but he would not notice anything.

Ziqin stayed in the tavern, although Ouyang Feng was not a good person, but Ziqin knew that the opportunity for him to leave this world was on Ouyang Feng, and the opportunity for more tasks was also on Ouyang Feng.

The desert said that the night and night rotation is very fast, Ziqin doesn't know how long he has lived, there are many times Ziqin went out to kill for Ouyang Feng, the tavern is to help people introduce killers, but there are not many killers on the desert, and most of the martial arts are not high, so Ziqin can only take action in person, although the swordsman martial arts he is possessed now are not high, but at least they are much higher than those desert killers.

There were many killings, and Ziqin gradually found that his purple gold knife technique was getting stronger and stronger, and many times Ziqin couldn't help but want to use this knife technique to kill Ouyang Feng.

He thought about it many times, but every time he thought about it after killing someone, because he knew that Ouyang Feng must have seen the murderous aura in his eyes.

And only after killing someone would Ouyang Feng think that the murderous aura in his eyes came from killing, not because Ziqin wanted to kill him.

Killing, practicing knife, killing, practicing knife.

Ziqin felt as if he was in a strange circle, an extremely boring little game in a huge game, but he couldn't find a way out, that kind of depression made him go crazy, if he couldn't see the knife technique he learned through the help of the system all the time in maturity, Ziqin would probably go crazy.

Just when Ziqin felt that he was used to living like this, a blind swordsman came to the tavern.

This person and Ouyang Feng seem to be old acquaintances, Ziqin knows that this person and Huang Yaoshi are also friends, and besides, this person's sword is very fast, and his martial arts are probably not under Huang Yaoshi.

Because as soon as the blind swordsman came, he killed the fast swordsman who Ziqin had wooed.

This is the man with the fastest knife skills within hundreds of kilometers of the house except Ziqin.

This made Ziqin feel very uncomfortable, not because the blind swordsman's sword was fast, but also because the blind swordsman killed the swordsman he had snared, but because everything seemed to be back to the original book.

I don't know when Ziqin was already extremely scared of the same.

And at this time, the blind swordsman gave Ziqin an extremely bad news.

Jiangnan Murong Mansion was slaughtered overnight with dozens of people, rumors in the rivers and lakes that it was the swordsmen of the Taiwei Mansion who did it, and after killing people, these swordsmen have come to the desert outside the Saiwai, it is said that this group of swordsmen came to the desert and suffered a catastrophe after only one person remained.

The news of the blind swordsman made Ziqin feel very bad.

Sure enough, three days later, Ziqin received a threatening letter, written by a nearby horse thief, asking Ziqin to hand over the thirteen martial arts cheats he had stolen from Murong Mansion.

It turned out that there were still rumors in the rivers and lakes that the swordsmen of the Taiwei Mansion fled to the desert outside the Saiwai because they emptied the martial arts cheats collected by Murong Mansion for Shi Shui Pavilion, trying to cultivate peerless martial arts and then return to the Central Plains.

Ziqin knew that his trouble was estimated to be very big, this man in the martial arts Ziqin was not afraid at all, but he was afraid of the two of them, Dugu was defeated, Huang Yaoshi, and maybe Ouyang Feng.

Three days later, the blind swordsman died at the hands of the horse thief because Ouyang Feng helped him take a deal.

Five days later, Huang Yaoshi came to the tavern, he came with a pot of wine, I don't know why, Ziqin felt that the pot of wine was very important to him, but unfortunately, Ouyang Feng stored the pot of wine very well.

On the same day, the filial daughter came to the door of the tavern, and Ziqin saw the most stubborn hatred in the world, and for some reason, Ziqin felt that the world seemed to be coming to an end.

(To be continued)