In the night, a jade dragon moved slowly, and gradually a few lights went out. The cold wind kept coming, and everyone was whispering to their companions to relieve their boredom. Guan Xiuyan rode alone on a horse and observed the surroundings without saying a word, only hearing the sound of horses' hooves along the way.

When Qianshouling, which was on the edge of Shangdang County, was approaching, it was the time when they should be asleep, but Guan Xiuyan and the others were in a hurry. Walking in the forefront, Guan Xiuyan raised his head vigilantly to check the towering mountains on both sides, marching on the rugged mountain road, looking at the cold and rugged mountains, but he felt a sudden piercing sense of solemnity, and a terrifying coolness hit his back and couldn't help but make people shiver.

Guan Xiuyan, who was on the horse, frowned, with a solemn and solemn vigilance, and also told everyone behind him to cheer up. Everyone's eyes continued to wander between the mountains on both sides, and they felt more and more that the Qianshou Ridge was cold and quiet, and there were a few ape cries from the mountainside, which made people shudder and stare at the peaks on both sides, and swallow saliva nervously.

The sound of horses' hooves was deep. After walking a short time further, a man behind him suddenly pointed to the mountain peak and shouted, "There is someone on the mountain—" The horse also neighed and took two steps back. The peaks on both sides were printed in black, and suddenly there was a 'fluttering' sound in the sky above the valley, and the sleeping birds in the forest flew up and hovered over the valley. Causing everyone to look up the mountain in panic, the horse team also changed formation in a panic, dozens of horses neighed in unison, and a group of people were frightened by the sudden shout just now, all of them were in a panic, holding torches and seeing each other's faces were full of panic.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know."

"Someone on the mountain?"

"Who is it?"

"Is it a ghost from a grave on the mountain?"

"This is not far from Shouyang Mountain, I heard that Boyi and Shuqi starved to death in Shouyang Mountain back then, is it their soul?"

……

Everyone immediately began to chatter, you say a word to me, the military heart suddenly panicked, rumors spread, and the horse's hooves retreated a few steps.

"Don't panic, everyone, whoever spreads rumors again will be killed!" A general who seemed to have status shouted at the panicked crowd on a tall horse with a steel sword in his hand, and suddenly the team gradually quieted down. The general called eight people to ride with him to Guan Xiuyan's side, glanced at him, and said simply on the horse, "Guan Gongzi don't worry, we will escort you to Yanmen safely." Eight people immediately guarded Guan Xiuyan and protected it tightly.

Guan Xiuyan nodded deeply and dependently. Then everyone returned to quiet, and everyone still had a trace of doubt and worry in their hearts, and they didn't dare to take it lightly, so they all increased their vigilance and clenched the saber at their waist and guarded it in their hands. The torches were raised more and brighter, and the general ordered everyone to hurry forward, placing Guan Xiuyan among the eight biao-shaped men to protect him.

Everyone still looked at the rugged peaks and strange stone forests, moving forward step by step, holding their breath and listening to everything around them, looking at the front of them was almost to the end of Qianshou Ridge, and they were about to go out of the mountain, everyone gradually relaxed their minds, and there were gradually more words in the middle of the team, and everyone's original panicked faces were gradually replaced by relaxation.

The general gave the wine bag in his hand to Guan Xiuyan, "Childe, I'm about to go out of the mountains, drink some wine to warm up, it's my hometown's own wine." Guan Xiuyan smiled slightly, nodded to him gratefully, took the wine bag and immediately drank a handful, and gave the wine bag to the general, and asked, "Where is the general?" ”

"Chang'an people."

"Who's in the house?"

"My mother and wife, and a lovely son, who is three years old this year." As he spoke, the general's face was surrounded by joy and happiness.

"Oh." Guan Xiuyan nodded again, and the general gave the wine bag to another soldier, and rode forward to patrol.

As if he could already see the dark light coming from the mouth of the mountain, the general asked to move quickly out of the ridge, but the top of the mountain made a violent 'boom', like thunder in winter, which shook people's hearts. Everyone was in a panic like a frightened horse, and the general galloped over on horseback and shouted at everyone, "Don't panic, it's just a thunder." ”

How can you not know how there can be thunder in winter? Continuing to panic, the horses circled together, everyone looked up at the ridges on both sides, and suddenly felt that there was a figure flashing in the hazy shadow of the tree, and they were not sure if it was a real figure, maybe it was the shadow of the cup bow and snake, everyone felt that something bad must have happened, and all of them suddenly had a dry mouth, and their hearts were on alert, and they all took out the saber on their waists, and the five archers were also on guard with bows.

Guan Xiuyan had no fear at this time, his eyes revealed a little calmness and emptiness, not frightened, as if there was an open-mindedness to put life and death on the outside, as if he knew what was going on in this series of strange things. The general rode over, and when he saw his face, he thought he was angry, and said, "Don't be afraid, childe. ”

Guan Xiuyan had a wood-like expression, stopped motionless and looked at the mountains on both sides, and said to himself: I will never see the morning sun again. Everyone was in a mess, but Guan Xiuyan rode out of the protective circle of eight big men, turned the horse around and stood opposite everyone, lowered his head and moved the corners of his mouth with a calm look of guilt, everyone didn't know what he was going to do, and they all looked at him suspiciously.

Guan Xiuyan raised his head and looked at everyone, and met everyone's eyes one by one, all of them looked at each other silently. Suddenly, Guan Xiuyan led the horse to turn around and shouted towards the mountains on both sides, "Leave me and let them go, and I'll take care of that matter." Guan Xiuyan understood that he was inescapable, so he calmed down, just chatted with the general to understand their suffering, and there were people at home who relied on and waited for them, and he didn't want to implicate them because of himself.

A violent storm arose on the mountain, and the dead branches were blowing, and the birds in the forest were startling again, but no one responded. Oh, calm returned, as if it was just a strange gust of wind, and nothing else.

Everyone was puzzled, and came over to ask Guan Xiuyan suspiciously, "What is the son talking about?" Guan Xiuyan looked at everyone else, pursed the corners of his mouth and didn't answer, but turned his gaze to the mountain again, but he didn't find any movement, and suddenly suspected that he was wrong?

Everyone was puzzled by his actions, and the people around him gradually dispersed. Guan Xiuyan also felt strange, wasn't it her person? I was still puzzled by the mountain full of meaning at that moment.

"Alright, alright, it's time to hit the road." The general commanded, and everyone marched forward again, still talking.

'Boom, boom—' The sound grew louder and closer to them, and in an instant, the sound was accompanied by the sound of stones falling with lightning speed, and a great landslide resounded through the valley tops. Suddenly, the chaos of rocks and clouds rolled down from the mountains on both sides, and everyone suddenly panicked and held their swords and swords to defend themselves in a panic, this time they were really panicked, the sound of people, horses, and the sound of the wind blowing dead branches, and the sky was dark in a flash.

Everyone glared at the horse's belly and hurriedly found an open place to hide, but they couldn't avoid the chaotic collision of the rocks in the dark night, they didn't know that the exit of the mountain was in the shape of a pocket, they were at the exit of the pocket, but the exit was already full of ghosts who took their lives, and these stones were the masterpieces of these ghosts.

Guan Xiuyan rode a horse and was escorted by the general and eight biao-shaped men all the way to the exit of the mountain, and the people behind him were already dead and wounded, and they could no longer care about the future Yanmen Juncheng, and the wails and cries for help came one after another.

Seeing the heavy casualties of the soldiers behind him, Guan Xiuyan felt guilty, but he had to take care of his own life and ran forward with tears pouring down tears, knowing that these people were for themselves, and it was he who caused them. I silently prayed in my heart that if I could escape, I would give the dead a good burial. Guan Xiuyan determined who the person who caused the accident on the mountain was ordered to, but the accident itself was directed at Guan Xiuyan, how could he escape? When the general led him forward, the sound of a landslide and ground cracking came from the mountain in front of him, completely blocking the road ahead. Guan Xiuyan and the general, who were trapped in the middle, stopped, and the general looked at the peaks on both sides that could collapse at any time in panic, and then pretended to relax and looked at Guan Xiuyan beside him, and could no longer say words of encouragement to him, obviously afraid, and his right hand holding the reins kept trembling.

Guan Xiuyan put his horse close to him, stroked his back and said, "General, you will run quickly in a while, hurry back to Chang'an and tell the emperor about this, the Lu clan will not allow me to live, I will not see the dawn after all, I am ashamed of the death of all my brothers." With a determined look in his eyes, he said to the general, "I just want to be the manager of Chang'an Street in an ordinary and carefree way, and I chose the wrong step when I entered the palace." ”

The general looked at him without saying anything, not knowing how all this happened, and he was even more confused about Guan Xiuyan's words. Just looked at him with a puzzled face, and before he could sort it out, Guan Xiuyan led the horse forward and said to the mountain, "I will kill myself here, I hope you will let go of this brother beside me." Taking advantage of the general's defenselessness, he quickly pulled out the saber on the general's waist and immediately wiped his neck and killed himself on the horse, and suddenly the blood splashed red on the horse's back and splashed the clothes of the general around him, and the general was stunned, stunned in place, and a cold wind whistled beside him.

There was still no movement on the mountain, remembering what Guan Xiuyan said and telling him to run back to Chang'an, the general hurriedly rode his horse away, and after running a short distance, he heard a sound behind him, "whoosh-" passed through the general's chest, and an arrow pierced through the heart and fell off the horse, whining and mourning.

A sound of horses' hooves came from afar, it seemed that more than a dozen people were riding horses to this side, and when they turned the corner, they saw more than a dozen people holding torches in their hands and riding horses to the place where Guan Xiuyan killed himself, dismounted and came to the side of the general and Guan Xiuyan, raised the bright torch to shine on the dead two, everyone looked at the most authoritative person in the middle with their faces masked, this person was dressed in night clothes, took a step forward, took the torch in the hands of his subordinates and shone it on the dead Guan Xiuyan and the general, cold and indifferent but gritted his teeth and said, "It is justified to return life to life." Raising his head to look at the dark night sky, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then someone handed him a jar of wine, and he sprinkled the jar of wine on the ground, "I have avenged you, look away." ”

After stopping for a while, he led the people and horses away, leaving behind the bones of the mountains eroded by the cold wind, as if to indict the cruelty of human nature, as if to avenge the wrongful souls who died in vain.