This is the second year and nine months of Shi Xin's time travel to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the tenth lunar month of 192 AD, Shi Xin was thirteen years old and three months. He still clearly remembers that a year and a half ago, he went to Luoyang with the purpose of looking for Chen Bing. Now Chen Bing has become Cai Yan, and he is forced to set off again and rush from Luoyang to Chang'an.

Looking back on the past and looking at the worried Yiren, Shi Xin sighed at the impermanence of the world. He reached out to hold Cai Yan's Rouyi, only to feel that her hands were cold. If it was in normal times, Cai Yan would have thrown off his hand in public, but at this moment, she only struggled for a moment, and then obediently let him hold it.

Shi Xin looked back at the back, the city of Luoyang was full of flames, shouting and killing, Liangzhou iron horses were in and out of the west gate, each soldier was holding more or less looted treasures in his hands, and some of them even dripped blood on their veins.

"Alas, Dong Zhuo, the dog thief, actually burned Luoyang, and the foundation of the Han Dynasty for many years was destroyed in one fell swoop, I can't wait to eat it!" Lu Zhi burst into tears, cursing with trembling in his mouth, stopping as he walked, and bowed again and again in the direction of Luoyang.

"Great Elder take care of your body, we will always let Dong Zhuo get the punishment he deserves one day. Shi Xin picked up Lu Zhi, his voice was cold. As a student of the Department of History, he is the most unavoidable of destroying historical relics, and he also grits his teeth with hatred for Dong Zhuo.

Shi Xin took care of Lu Zhi, and at the same time thought to himself: "I don't know if Master, they rushed back to Beibi Mountain, and there should be no danger with the protection of Wang Yue's seniors, right?"

The procession to Chang'an was endless, with Xiliang cavalry galloping back and forth on both sides of the procession. These are almost all rude martial artists, who say unbearable swear words in their mouths, and punch and kick them directly when they can't get used to seeing anyone. But at present, they only dare to do this to civilians, not to pulse masters.

The number of people in the Holy Sect, the White Horse Temple, and the Heavenly Master Sect branch is quite large, adding up to more than 3,000 people, and they are all pulse masters. Their average rank was not high, but they were divided by a long crowd so as not to cause a mutiny.

After a brief period of looting and wildly unleashing, some of the nimble soldiers began to worry.

"We burned the imperial city, robbed the imperial palace, and held the emperor hostage, if the coalition army invaded Luoyang and could not find the emperor, would we go to Chang'an in one go?"

"Grass him, I knew that I had scraped a little more treasure in Luoyang just now, maybe I would have to flee after I arrived in Chang'an, and then it would be the end of the world. ”

This thought began to creep in the hearts of every soldier, making them restless and manic. Quite a few people's eyes began to look around, with all kinds of ideas.

"Huh? Who is that person in front of you? There must be a lot of private collections in large and small boxes. Let's take a look. ”

A group of fierce Xiliang cavalry from far and near, turned off their horses, and one of them pointed to the largest box and said, "What is this?"

Looking at this person's costume, he should be the leader of this cavalry, he is unusually burly, with a long scar extending from his forehead to his chin, and his lips are thick and turned outward, which is not a good kind at first glance.

A slightly chubby middle-aged man nodded and walked out, his face pale, and he flattered: "Good officials, good officials." ”

This middle-aged man was originally a businessman in Luoyang, with a solid family, but he brought so many things with him in a hurry, and this big box and small box contained his most precious and easiest wealth to take away

Treasure. He saw the officers and soldiers looking at the box with glowing eyes, where did they listen to themselves?

The middle-aged man secretly screamed, "Oh no", his face was even more flattering, he took out a large ingot of gold from his arms and stuffed it to the leader, "Official, the villain is in the dyeing business, these are all goods that are ready to be delivered to the guests, and some of them are ordered by General Li Wei's wife." I hope the official will raise his noble hand and let us pass!" After speaking, there were bribes for the entourage next to him.

"General Li Dao......" The leader's momentum was released, and the scar on his face twitched slightly. He pinched the gold in his hand and thought: It's really unlucky, it turned out to be dyed cloth, or General Li Dao's, and this oil and water can't be fished.

Li Dao is known for his cruelty in the army, if he knew that his wife's dyed cloth had been messed up, he wouldn't have to say anything, he would be beaten up first.

"Since it's General Li Wei's, we don't need to open it for inspection. The leader suddenly shouted loudly, his voice as cold as a knife, "If I know who the rebels are and help the rebels hide their armaments, I will be killed." ”

The surrounding civilians were silent, bowing their heads and swallowing spit, for fear that they would be accused of being accomplices of the rebels, and that they were also hiding the rebels' armaments.

The team leader sneered and was about to turn over the horse, when he suddenly saw a deep pit in front of the carriage, and the wheels were about to sink into it.

"Bang dang", the wheels got stuck in a puddle. Yesterday's heavy rain created a lot of such puddles, which the groom usually avoids, but this groom may have been so nervous that he didn't even see the big puddle in front of him.

"Haha, how do you make a groom's ......" The leader laughed at the groom, and suddenly saw a box fall off the carriage due to a bump, the lid was knocked open, and under the cover of several dyed cloths, a whole box of silver fell out with a clang.

Seeing the greedy eyes of the leader, the middle-aged man's face suddenly turned snow-white, and his lips trembled, "Master Jun, Master Jun...... This silver ......"

The cavalry leader's face was full of murderous intent, and he didn't say anything, his hand raised his sword, a round head rolled down, his eyes didn't have time to close, and blood spurted out from the severed place with a "snort".

This sudden change frightened the family members of the middle-aged man, all of them knelt on the ground with weak legs, and some kept kowtowing, some shouted for mercy, and some cried until they cried to the sky and grabbed the earth, and they were in a mess for a while.

The cavalry leader kicked down the corpse and scolded: "Grass your mother, you dare to lie to Lao Tzu." He turned around and instructed his subordinates, "This man must be a rebel, you confiscate his property and hand it over to General Li Wei." As he spoke, he made a look, and his subordinates reported the form of "I understand" and echoed: "Fortunately, the leader of the team is wise, otherwise the rebels will flee to Chang'an, and there may be some trouble." ”

Suddenly, a rickety body screamed and pounced out, and went straight to the leader, but because of unsteady steps, he threw himself on the ground, making a big "bang".

"Return my son, you dog officer!"

An old woman with gray hair got up again, covered with mud and her son's blood, her face and mouth were covered with blood, and the wrinkles on her face were deepened by the growth of her mouth. She waved her hands to grab the leader, but was easily avoided by the leader, frowned, and raised the knife again.

The old woman's voice stopped abruptly, and there was another pool of blood on the ground, a head, and a corpse.

People are so thin. The old woman's dress was the most shabby in the group, and it is estimated that her son was not very good to her before her death. But when it came time for life and death, only this shabby old mother came out to seek grievances for him.

The middle-aged man's wives hurriedly covered the eyes of the child next to them, only kowtowing vigorously, so frightened that they didn't even dare to say anything to beg for mercy.

How could the cavalry team care about them, shouting, robbing, moving, and a cart of goods was robbed and cleaned.

This is just the tip of the iceberg in the long queue, and the same thing is happening all the time.

Shi Xin clenched his fists, his face turning blue. If the king hadn't pressed him, he would have rushed out and slaughtered him.

"It's too much, even unarmed civilians have to be harmed, these dog soldiers. Shi Xin gritted his silver teeth, and was on the verge of exploding.

"Xin'er, calm down. We can't fight them. Dong Zhuo has a division of 100,000 wolves and tigers, and there are many masters, we ......"

"Hey, what's in your box, open it and show me!" suddenly shouted in an arrogant voice.

Shi Xin looked up, and a group of cavalry rushed over, about ten people. The first person was a burly man with a full face, he jumped off the horse, carried a long knife upside down, and walked to the carriage by Cai Yong's side with a cruel smile. This carriage was larger than ordinary carriages, and the boxes on it were even more antique, and at first glance it was not an ordinary thing, and finally attracted the attention of the soldiers.

The person who can fight Cai Yong's idea will not be a nameless character, his name is Wang Fang. Shi Xin was a little impressed by this person, but he was not impressed, which proved one thing, that is, Wang Fang was probably a "general of one combination" in his previous life.

After the king told Shi Xin the name of the king, Shi Xin greeted him with a smile. From Wang Fang's appearance, it can almost be concluded that this person is a reckless man, and he is a cruel and bloodthirsty reckless man with a low IQ.

Cai Yong has three parts, one of the three princes, Sikong, the second elder of the Holy Sect, and the leader of the literary world. Although he is a commonplace with no real power and an elder of the declining Holy Sect, he is a true leader of the literary world. Because of this name, no one dared to touch him for half a point, unless the man was a fool. Wang Fang is obviously that kind of fool, he has a greedy look in his eyes, and at this moment he is obsessed with money, and he only has boxes of treasures in his eyes.

Wang Fang saw Shi Xin walking over with a smile, and his eyes became fierce, "You are the new Holy Sect Great Protector Shi Xin? What? Do you want to stop the military master from making a fortune?" His eyes became contemptuous, he glanced up and down, and said with a sneer, "Boy, have you grown hair? Don't think that you can enter and exit the battlefield by playing a few playful games." He suddenly stretched his neck, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth, "Battlefield, but people will die...... Hahaha, are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid of your mother!"

Shi Xin scolded with a smile, Wang Fang was obviously stunned, he couldn't believe his ears, and he couldn't believe that a child who "didn't grow hair" dared to talk to him like this.

"What are you talking about?

Shi Xin sighed, "It's really weird, someone likes to be scolded more than once, okay, as you wish!"

"I'm afraid of your mother!"

"Kid looking for death!"

Wang Fang was blown up by anger, he was already impulsive, but at this time, he was provoked by Shi Xin, his mouth burst into a loud shout, and the long veins in his hand slashed over with the sound of a strong wind.

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