On this day,

It rained heavily.

There was wind and sand outside the door.

Inside the door, the night rain floated the lights, and on the counter was a lock of flame seedlings the length of a little finger, dim and dim, sneering and swaying in the night breeze that slipped in.

Leaning on the lamp, the plain robe pulled his hair, on the casual bun, a crumbling pinned slender ebony hairpin, obliquely inserted between the black hair, faintly glowing.

This person's figure is long and straight, but I don't know if he is wearing thin, but at this moment he looks a little thin, rolling up his sleeves, a pair of white arms are exposed, surprisingly white, white like ice, with a strange sense of clarity, under the light, it seems that he can see the small veins in the flesh, as if the blood vessels and tendons can be seen clearly.

It's not like a man in the desert.

He lowered his head, pinned a suona around his waist, as if he was busy with something, his slender and full ten fingers gently flipped a stack of reward orders issued by the imperial court, if it weren't for the calluses on the joints of his palms, I am afraid that as soon as these jade hands are taken out, I am afraid that I don't know how many women in the world will be eclipsed.

With a slight movement of his palm, a string of silver bells on his wrist jingled, adding a little life to this deserted place.

The rain outside was not strong, and you could even hear the rain falling under the eaves, and it was the wind.

As if feeling that the light was a little dim, the man picked out the wick in the lamp, which was originally only the length of the little finger, but immediately rose by an inch, and the room was brighter again.

He suddenly raised his head.

As soon as he raised his head, the light that had just been lit seemed to be dim again, dim.

A well-defined, fair-skinned face was also raised.

In an instant, the room really seemed to be dark, as if all the light had been sucked away.

This is a young man, a young man with a cold heart all over his body, although he is in this windy and sandy desert, but when he sees his face, in an instant, all the dust and dust and sand seem to have disappeared, clean, bright eyes and bright teeth, so clean that it seems that it is not touched by the slightest vulgarity.

His eyes were hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist, the tails of the eyes were a little narrow and curved upward, the heads of the eyes were tilted downward, and a few locks of hair were scattered in front of his smooth white forehead, two slender and tough ink eyebrows were half covered and half hidden, and the mole was red under the corner of the eye.

He has a pair of thin lips, thin like two swords, and the cold and cold come from this, and a pursed mouth can bring out a murderous aura.

Fortunately, he can laugh, and his smile is chic, so that there is a kind of wanton life between his eyebrows, and even his eyes with a hook are clearer.

Isn't life supposed to be like this, how to live, how to live, how to die, you should decide by yourself, and enjoy yourself, isn't it happy?

He is very beautiful, the word beautiful may not be very suitable to describe a man, but this is the case, he has been born thrilling in the past ten years, and now this face is more and more beautiful, the beautiful are a little almost demonic, the pen and ink are difficult to express, and the heaven and man are born.

He is Su Qing, Su Qing three years later.

And the reason why he looked up was because he heard the sound of horses' hooves coming outside.

With a twinkle in his eyelids, Su Qing put down the bounty order, got up slowly, and cleaned up the leftover wine eaten by the guests, as well as the bones that had not been gnawed.

Halfway through packing.

There was a flapping outside the store.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

Since Cao Shaoqing disappeared inexplicably, the trend of the East Factory has been suspended, and there are a lot of fresh faces on this desert, walking and stopping, coming and going, and he can't remember how many corpses he has collected behind the inn.

Life is like a play, I didn't expect that one day, he would also sit on this corpse work.

"Open the door, you're right!"

The people outside were already impatient to wait, so they simply shouted loudly.

Su Qing opened the door, the wooden door was pushed open, and a panicked young man stumbled in, it seems that Su Qing is going to bump into it if he doesn't open the door again.

The man was dressed in a plain white robe, with sword eyebrows, carrying a bag, wearing a cloth hat, a face scarf, and a camel behind him, like a fallen talent, panicked and a little stunned.

"I said the knife in the wind, you have such a little ability, and you dare to roam in this desert at night, so you are not afraid of feeding the wolf cubs!" Su Qing wiped his hands and quipped with interest.

It was probably not long after the reopening of the Longmen Inn, almost half a year, this kid came to this desert alone, he was almost thirsty to death on the side of the road, and was picked up by Su Qing, and after being rescued, he only said that he came to find his father, and asked him if he had seen a middle-aged man with a short beard and a dark complexion, like a teacher.

Su Qing said that he had not seen it.

As a result, this kid just got mixed up in the desert, and he didn't stay in the inn, while reselling the news to make a living, he looked for his old man, came and went, time passed quickly, and he became familiar with Su Qing.

The knife in the wind led the camel to the backyard, held his hands, shrunk his body, and didn't know where to take out a peanut in his hand, leaned against the wall and ate it slowly, and then sneered: "Me? You'd better take care of yourself, a big man looks so beautiful, be careful of being remembered! ”

The martial arts are not very good, but they don't suffer a loss.

"How many times have I persuaded you, let you find a few guys, this way to catch food, it's not good to be alone, everyone wants to take a bite, prevent this, you don't have to bother!"

After Su Qing sat back at the counter, he thought about it, it was true, he was not afraid of things, he just felt that there were too many things and annoyance, and as the days went by, the inn was very idle. "Well, you know, there are some people I can't trust, and it's troublesome to trust the wrong person!"

The knife in the wind came at once, and the spittle stars flew wildly.

"You said it earlier, I know a few, and they are all quite reliable, and I will cover this matter for you!"

Su Qing raised the corner of his eye and glanced at him.

"Is there something wrong with you, you want to come to this desert to escape? How many taels of silver did you take? ”

Fengli Dao smiled, there is nothing embarrassing to be pierced, the first and most important thing to do in his line of work is to be shameless.

"Five people, three hundred taels per person, I heard that they were forced to live by the local squire, so they killed people!"

"You're good at business, what's going on with you asking for questions?"

Su Qing picked up the sword in the corner, took out a white handkerchief, and slowly wiped it.

"There's no news, I've inquired about all the friends on the road within a radius of dozens of miles, and no one knows what gold and jade are, could it be that they have already died?" The sound of knives in the wind suddenly stopped, and then he hurriedly changed the topic. "Maybe it's a name change."

"Is there anything new in the rivers and lakes recently?"

Su Qing was unmoved, sitting in front of the firelight, wiping the gall over and over again, as if it was a bright jade color.

The knife nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, I heard that there have been several masters on the rivers and lakes recently, who secretly assassinated the commander of the East Factory, which is very powerful, what is it called Zhao Huai'an, and there is another West Factory, I can't imagine that the Ming Dynasty is now controlled by a group of eunuchs, it's really ridiculous!"

"Zhao Huai'an?" Seeing him so attentive, Su Qing smiled and said, "Okay, apart from those five people, do you still have something to ask me?" ”

"Hehe, I can't hide anything from you, those five people are on the wanted warrant, and the people on the road want to go to receive the reward, I want to ask you to help protect it, it's a big deal to divide you into two percent of the silver, I'll leave tomorrow, I'll help you look at the store."

The knife in the wind came closer, as if to see if the face in front of him was real.

Su Qing raised his eyebrows, smiling rather than smiling.

"Forget it, the two percent of the silver is still left to yourself, as for those five people, you have made a guarantee, if people can't do it, I will cut off your flamboyant tongue first, and then slaughter them!"

He looked at the blade of the sword and said softly:

"Besides, if there's no news, forget it!"

The knife in the wind should be carried.

"I said, why do you stay here alone, don't, don't want to go anywhere, dare to wait for someone!"

Su Qing's eyes were in a trance, he rubbed his sword, and said in a calm tone: "I won't wait for anyone, I won't wait for anyone!" ”

The knife in the wind pouted.

"Then it's decided, Ming'er will go out for a walk, I'm afraid that you will be bored here alone, and there will be no one to talk to!"

Su Qing put away his sword.

"Alright, let's rest, we'll talk about it tomorrow!"

……

Since Cao Shaoqing buried his bones in the desert, the East Factory has been slow down, but it has not stopped, and now it is the establishment of the East Factory and the West Factory. Dongchang, whose real name is Dongjishi Factory, has been stationed in all major yamen of the imperial court, and is also in charge of the power and responsibility of investigation and investigation, among which Cao Shaoqing has been able to grasp the power of life and death of hundreds of officials.

The West Factory, which is the West Detective Factory, is also a secret agent in the world, spreading a wide range of detective nets in the world, fabricating charges, and repeatedly going to prison. Inside and outside the capital, all the officials were frightened, and when it came to the difference between the tiger and the wolf, the East Factory was like a tiger and a wolf, and the West Factory was the confidant of Wan Guifei, and in less than half a year, he was already in a high position and had all his grace.

In the blink of an eye, it has been three years.