When the blood-like morning glow faintly appeared in the eastern sky, someone really appeared. Gao Mubai walked into the village carrying a large bag of things, and he shouted loudly, "Bao'er, what do you think I brought you back?" ”

But the little boy who was always the first to run out of the house to greet him didn't show up as usual, and he couldn't even hear anyone's voice. The huge village seems to have been turned into a ghost town.

Gao Mubai shouted again: "Bao'er, it's a crisp cake, if you don't come out again, I'm going to eat it up!" ”

It was still empty, only his echoes were floating around. A sense of foreboding crossed his mind, and he dropped what he was holding and rushed towards the village.

Suddenly, a sword light like a poisonous snake twisted and flew out of the barrel beside the road. Gao Mubai drew his sword a little and swung the sword away. Turned and stabbed the barrel like the wind. Before the sword could get closer, countless hot fire arrows behind him had already exploded towards him.

'There are at least 40 sharpshooters. He pondered, and with one move, 'Ten Thousand Lai Ju Tiles', he dispersed the sword light into tens of thousands, only to see that each sword light just broke through a fireball. The left hand did not slack off, grabbing a few stones from the ground and throwing them at the barrel.

The barrel, which seemed to have no way to hide people, was suddenly shattered, and a figure rolled out in embarrassment.

"Good boy." That person roared, and quickly opened his sword and slashed at Gao Mubai from a very tricky angle, Gao Mubai was worried about the attack of the archer, jumped back slightly, and with a swing of the sword in his right hand, countless golden sword qi shot out in all directions. The moment those sharpshooters shot their fire bolts, he had clearly discovered where those guys were hiding. Suddenly, I heard bursts of screams. More than 40 men in black rushed out as if they had burned their buttocks.

'Flashing gold? It looks like we're going to make a loss-making deal this time! The man was secretly surprised, suddenly stopped his attack and said loudly: "Gao Mubai, do you want the lives of those villagers?" He deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of being recognized.

"What did you do to those people?" Gao Mubai asked sharply.

"Don't worry. They're still alive and well. The man laughed, "But just for now." Their lives depend on how well you perform. ”

"Hmph, what do you want me to do?" Gao Mubai frowned. He's been hiding his prowess since he came here two years ago and he's never been in any trouble. But why are so many people rushing to me these days? It really made his head big.

"Actually, I just want to negotiate a deal with you." The man looked at him viciously: "As long as you break the tendons and veins of your right hand, and then leave Datang immediately, you will not be allowed to step into the territory of Datang for three years." I promise to let all the villagers go. ”

Gao Mubai was taken aback, but said without the slightest expression on his face: "Why do I have to agree to this condition." ”

"Hehe, because you're a gentleman." The man said.

Gao Mubai looked up to the sky and laughed: "You think too highly of me." But have you ever thought that a gentleman might just be what I pretend? Maybe I'll be unthreatened by you, and when I see the clues, I'll kill you all one by one? ”

As he spoke, he was already moving like the wind. His sword arced, striking the masked leader of the man in black with precision and force. But the sword stopped awkwardly just as it was about to touch the skin. The man didn't move, as if he was sure he wouldn't do it.

"Looks like they're in your hands." Gao Mubai was a little depressed.

These people seem to have spent quite a long time studying their personalities. The reason why they are so fearless is probably because they know that their speedy trick is only used to judge the truth and falsehood. If that guy had panicked in the slightest, his own sword would have cut through his veins. But it also indirectly proved that they were not intimidating, and things made Gao Mu even bigger. Is it really the only way to do that?

On April 18, the 14th year of Wu Zhou, Princess Taiping competed to recruit relatives, as everyone expected, Xue Shao, the first swordsman of the Tang Dynasty and the son of Princess Chengyang, won the first place and successfully married Princess Taiping Li Lingyue.

In order to show his incomparable love for his daughter, the Holy Spirit Emperor Wu Zetian summoned almost all the palanquin bearers in Chang'an City to carry the dowry she gave to her daughter, and ordered everyone in the city to close down for a day and gather on both sides of the street to watch, red envelopes and candy are naturally indispensable. It is said that at that time, countless citizens were suffocated to death by the dense copper coins and apples that fell from the sky and were immediately buried in them, and the spectacle can be imagined. Later, because the amount of those things was too large, it was difficult to clean up in time, and after a long time, they all rotted on the streets. Therefore, for a whole year, the entire sky over Chang'an City was shrouded in the intoxicating smell of fruit wine emitted by the fermentation of fruit pulp, and three years later, there were still people who could use their hands to pull out copper coins from a pile of stool-like things on the ground.

But that's another story.

It has been said that everything in this world is fair. But can it really be fair?

In the past, when I read the "Altar Sutra", I recorded such a story: one day, a group of monks came to have nothing to do and walked in front of the temple gate. There was a monk named Yinzong who pointed to the fluttering flags in front of the temple and asked the crowd whether the wind was moving or the flags were moving. After hearing this, the monks discussed a lot, some said that it was the wind blowing the flags, and some said that it was the winds blowing the flags. At this time, a monk named Huineng replied: "It's not the wind that moves, it's not the banner that moves, it's the heart of the benevolent." This answer surprised the monks and thought that they were telling the true meaning of Zen Buddhism.

But if I had to answer, my answer would be absolute and superficial.

Then, it must be a banner moving. for I saw the banner moving.

It's like this world is not fair in the first place.

In the fourth year of Jingyun, on the eighth day of the sixth month, Dali went westward, avoided disasters, and was good at entering the soil.

This is the barren mountain of Feng, the border land, the most barren and desolate place in the Tang Dynasty. Suddenly, a puff of smoke appeared in the distance. I saw dozens of horses galloping towards this place at a high speed. But the man on the horse still seemed to think it was running too slowly, and whipped it on the ass vigorously. The horse neighed, and finally fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

"Right here." A man who appeared to be a leader jumped off his horse and glanced around. Although Fenghuang Mountain is large, it is mostly loess and has no tall plants, just some sparse shrubs and dead coffin grass.

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