Floating clouds gather, light thunder whispers, peach blossoms are ashamed.

Stinged.

Day and night, plum peach is hearty, and the bird flies.

It's half spring.

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The vernal equinox has passed.

Thousands of flowers compete for brightness, green branches, new swallows in pairs, and the night rain urges travelers to get drunk.

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The rain at night became more and more rapid. The green along the way is more vivid and green.

It all started in Chunxin.

Pedestrians walked hurriedly, sweating hotly, but their expressions were also calm.

Chen Bai is also one of the pedestrians.

It has been more than a month since he left the imperial capital. All the way to the west, there are few stops, and it is not lonely to meet merchants and merchants.

Except for the wind and rain along the road, it is also a smooth road, and there are no bandits.

The merchant said the most was that thanks to the Twelve Guards, the thieves were killed.

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They are vulgar. Dressed coarsely and spoken coarsely.

The tattered and leaky clothes can just be breathed through.

The words of shouting father and scolding mother come and go, and they are endless.

But. They relied on their strength to exchange for food and clothing for their families, and all they hoped for was peace all the way, or the mercy of the subordinates of the Rich Chamber of Commerce.

But. They are also the group of people who know the most gratitude.

Now that the road is peaceful, it is natural that everyone reads the twelve guards.

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Chen Bai likes this atmosphere very much.

Xu is the ancestor of the good farmer inherited in the bones, and the rustic residual heat is the trouble. It made him feel heartless, no need to beat around the bush, and was very relaxed.

Passers-by are in a hurry, and time is moving forward.

Whether it is a merchant or a merchant, or Chen Bai, there is only a reason not to stop.

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Nine songs have passed, and beyond that is Buck City.

"I don't know how the little black is now, is it in Buck City." Chen Bai thought in his heart.

Thinking of urging horses. A sense of guilt arises.

Originally, Tongxia Jiaoxi went out just to find Xiaohezi, who would have wanted to say goodbye to Zhuang for nearly three years.

Who would have thought that there would be so many things along the way.

"I hope the little black man is safe." Chen Bai muttered to himself. Even if he had to rush to Houhai, it was close to Buck City, so he had to go to Buck City to have a look, and he had to go to the Lan family to ask.

No matter what the outcome is, at least there must be an explanation for the father and brother who urged the horse.

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Buck City.

Buck City doesn't have an enduring heritage like the Goose Returns.

It should have something to do with its geographical location.

Buck City is located in the far west of Lingshan. Adjacent to the grassland. It is the closest place to the Houhai Sea.

Although it is not a perennial battle, it is less stable than other places.

The disorganized, weather-beaten sword cuts on the back of the stone walls are the best proof of this.

Because of this, the folk customs of Buck City are a little stronger.

Because of this, Buck City has changed countless city lords.

But. The only thing that is more special is that the Lan Chamber of Commerce has been in Buck City, multiplying from generation to generation.

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Falling dust slope.

Buck City, miles away.

Standing on the top of the dusty slope, you can see the outline of the entire Buck City.

It looks like a big knife.

From a distance, you can also feel the indomitable momentum.

In order to be impregnable, the city of the border fortress is usually built with reference to geometric forms.

But Buck City is a little different. There is also a posture that has drawn the knife and will never look back.

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Dusty slope top.

At this time, Runyu always likes to linger at night, so that the soil on the top of the slope becomes very soft.

The tender green grass sprouts will not let go of this rare opportunity, and they are scrambling to emerge from the soil.

"Little Gray, we've been together for more than two years, and we've worked hard for you in the past two years." The horse sat on the top of the slope, looking in the direction of Buck City, caressing the gray donkey.

The urging horse and the little gray donkey were met outside the imperial capital, as if they had their own providence in the dark. Little Black and Little Gray "fell in love at first sight".

"Son, son!" The little gray donkey buried his head and chewed on the tender grass buds, which could be regarded as echoing the urging of the horse.

He continued to stroke the gray donkey and said, "How can I not know the intentions of my brothers. ”

At this time, the urging horse was a little sad and lonely, and he completely lost his usual optimistic attitude.

"If it weren't for these eleven brothers, I would have died on the road, but now that my brothers have been captured and taken to Buck City, there is nothing I can do."

Lan Jiali will personally take action, arrest the twelve guards, and imprison them in Buck City, and interrogate and behead them at a later date. The incident caused a stir near Buck City.

Anecdotal.

Some people are saying that the twelve guards killed the thieves and bandits, harming the interests of the Chamber of Commerce.

It is also said that the Twelve Bandits themselves are bandits.

There are different opinions, but the tone has not been set.

However, the only thing that is certain is that the Twelve Guards are in danger.

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For urging horses, there is indeed a weak heart. He was not naïve enough to think that he could save eleven brothers.

Even the thoughts of revenge in the future cannot be born.

Because, that's the force. That's the Lan Chamber of Commerce.

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Urging a horse is, after all, urging a horse.

Although he has grown a few years older, his childish heart has never changed.

I saw that the urging horse suddenly stood up, shook the mud on his trouser leg, and the depression just now was swept away, and he returned to his old smile, and then turned to the gray donkey and said: "Little Gray, the twelve guards are missing me, how can I call the twelve guards, you say yes." ”

"I can't save my brothers, but I can die with them."

If he had been more serious when he was in the school, he would have remembered that when Xia Jiaoxi talked about people with lofty ideals, he said that there was nothing he could do, only death.

But he is urging horses, a man who once aspired to become the king of Mangshan, and is destined not to dance and write.

"Son, son." The little grey donkey continued to rummage through the ground with his beak, occasionally chirping twice, completely ignoring the urging of the horse.

The urging horse patted the gray donkey lightly and said, "Little gray, let's leave it at that, and be brothers again in the next life." ”

After saying that, he urged the horse to tilt his head and whistle, and went down the hill.

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The little gray donkey suddenly raised his head, looked in the direction where the back of the horse disappeared, and was silent.