"The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the southern geese are ......"

Walking in the mighty caravan on a horse, looking up at the long sky, Pan Long couldn't help but read a poem. The companions next to him looked at him curiously, and there was a surprise in their eyes, "I didn't expect you to compose poetry".

He had the heart to read a few more sentences, but unfortunately the rest of the content was not in place.

Shaking his head and throwing "Shixing" out of the clouds, he turned around with a smile and waved goodbye to the send-off team behind him.

"Don't give it away, don't worry, I'll take care of myself!"

On the day the caravan returned south, it happened to be a sunny day.

In autumn and winter in the Northland, sunny days are quite rare. Normally, the sky is always overcast, either windy or snowy, windy and snowy, or preparing for wind and snow. In a sunny sky like today, there are only three or five days a month at most.

This rare good weather made Steward Lu of the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce change his plan to stay in Dingfeng Town for another day or two, and the caravan that had already packed his luggage set off early in the morning and headed southeast along Yongzhou Avenue.

In this caravan, there were not only members of the Chang'an Chamber of Commerce, but also many individual tourists who mixed in to get together, and some passers-by who were just rubbing a car and hitching a gang - the world is really not very peaceful today, especially in the Northland. It is not a good idea to go out alone, and it is a rational choice to shell out some money and go with the caravan.

There were three people from the Pan family in the caravan, Pan Long was naturally one, the other two were grandfather Pan Shou's right-hand man named Zhao Lin, and the other was a distant uncle named Pan Ying. The martial arts of these two people are not bad, Zhao Lin is close to the innate realm, and Pan Ying has also been cultivating the twelve serious for several years. They had come with Pan Shou to support Dingfeng Town, and now they were in charge of going back with the caravan to report safety.

In addition to the two members of his own family, Pan Long also has a companion who is his hair Xiao Han Feng.

Han Feng is the second son of Han Ting, the captain of the north gate of Dingfeng Town, and there is an elder brother named Han Shan. The Han family is also a family with some status in Dingfeng Town, the door captain of a town, and the lowest official is only from the ninth grade, but it can be regarded as a formal official, with an identity and a salary. Since he became an official, he was a scholar, higher than the commoners, and he and his father and son could take the table words. The word Han Ting is standing wood, and the word Han Mountain is thick, as for Han Feng...... He was not yet twenty years old, had never performed a crown salute, had not yet taken a letter.

The Pan family is also a scholar family, Pan Lei is the chief teacher of Dingfeng Town, and has the false title of obstacle lieutenant in Bei'an County. The official residence is the eighth grade, and the Zhencheng Town Lieutenant of Dingfeng Town is at the same level. And Pan Shou also has an official position, he is one of the ninety-nine "Quartet Inspectors" in Yongzhou, from the eighth grade. The two naturally also have table words, Pan Lei's word is Zhuangwu, Pan Shou's word is Miankang, but Pan Long himself, also because he has no crown, has not yet taken the table word.

Han Feng is one year younger than Pan Long and has played together since childhood. Pan Long is a human being, his wisdom and calmness are far more than ordinary children, and his talent and hard work can throw ordinary children off a few streets. What is shown is an extraordinary genius. Han Feng has admired him since he was a child, and he is almost his follower. It wasn't until he got older that his wisdom and martial arts gradually improved, so he didn't run around with him all day long like he did when he was a child.

But when he heard that "Brother Long" was going out to explore the rivers and lakes and going so far to Yizhou, he shouted that he also wanted to open his eyes with him.

Regarding his son's request, Han Ting originally didn't want to agree - anyway, it was too early for a fifteen-year-old to go out to explore the rivers and lakes. But as a father who dotes on his children, he really couldn't help his son's repeated requests, and finally had to agree.

So Han Feng happily changed into a set of fine armor, carried a spear, wore a scimitar, carried a hard bow, rode a horse, and followed Pan Long's side.

He polished his armor and his weapons so well organized that he was ready to go into battle at any time, trying to make the appearance of "I am a big tiger". However, he is really young, and his childish face does not have the calmness and murderous aura that a real warrior should have, in the words of the society before Pan Long crossed over, this is called a "small brain axe".

In contrast, Pan Long, who was just casually wearing a leather armor and carrying a long knife on his back, looked full of momentum, and he understood at a glance that he was reliable.

More reliable are Zhao Lin and Pan Ying, who are also riding horses next to them. Those two are the real old rivers and lakes, with injuries on their faces and murderous aura on their bodies, and they pay attention to the wind and grass around them at any time while walking, and they know at a glance that they are really ready to go into battle to kill the enemy at any time.

There are still many old rivers and lakes like this in the caravan. They roamed around the caravans, acting as scouts and sentinels. In return, they don't need to attend a vigil every night when they camp and can stay in a tent in the center of the camp, which is comfortable and safe.

Of course, this benefit is not taken casually. If there are bandits or horse thieves to attack, these old rivers and lakes will naturally draw their swords and go into battle to fight to the death with the invading enemy.

Whether it is face or interests, it is all up to oneself to fight for it. The way the Northlanders fight is to fight.

Even Han Feng, who is only fifteen years old, understands this truth.

With the sound of horses' hooves, camel bells, and wheels, the caravan gradually left Dingfeng Town. The crowd of people who saw them off had long been gone, and gradually even the city tower of Dingfeng Town disappeared at the end of the horizon, and they were the only team on the vast land, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

Although the sun is good, the north wind still blows non-stop. The wind is so cold that if the clothes are a little loose, it will get in, and the heat you have saved up will quickly astigmatize.

Therefore, people who travel far away will wrap themselves quietly and try to retain every bit of heat.

Of course, there are exceptions.

Han Feng rode a horse, walking back and forth, from time to time to the front of the team to look at it for a while, and then came back and chatted with Pan Long and them.

It's like ...... A cheerful husky with the words "I'm excited" written on his face.

"Brother Long, do you think we will meet robbers who block the road?" After coming back again, he said excitedly, "Do you think that it will be like others say, with an arrow sounded, and then in the grass on the cliff...... There are people rushing out everywhere, and all at once all of a sudden, the mountains are all over the wilderness?"

"I don't think so, there aren't that many robbers. Pan Long said.

"I don't think it's that much. They always say, 'And I'll kill them all over the place,' but if you kill so many each time, you'll have to kill thousands of robbers." This is still our Dingfeng Town, there are so many towns in the north, and there are also masters of the rivers and lakes in other towns, so don't tens of thousands of robbers have been killed? Do you think, robbers are not weeds in the wilderness, there are not so many. ”

Pan Long nodded in agreement.

Han Feng's guess was supported by the "big brother", and he immediately became excited, and then said: "Moreover, the robbers don't have time to give birth to so many children." A wolf litter can give birth to three or five wolf cubs, but when we hunt in Dingfeng Town every autumn, we can only hunt more than 100 wolves. You think, people are born much slower than wolves, and even if there is a large group of women in each robber's den who are responsible for giving birth, they can't give birth to so many little robbers. ”

Pan Long smiled, not knowing how to answer this.

He imagined the scene of "a large group of women in each robber's den who were responsible for giving birth", and suddenly felt eerie and chilling. But look at Han Feng's excited appearance...... He bet the scene this kid imagined must be very different from what he imagined.

Perhaps what Han Feng imagined was a huge bird's nest, in which a group of women lay on their stomachs like hens, and then every few seconds, one or two little robbers came out of the nest neatly......

(Is this a dirty version of "Heroes Invincible"?)

He couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing Brother Long laughing, Han Feng became more and more energetic, and continued: "So I guess, the robbers must be very good at pretending to be dead. Every time they encountered robbers, with a wave of their knives, the first few were hacked to death, and the rest of the robbers collectively pretended to be dead. Of course, they didn't have time to examine them one by one, so they could only see at a glance that there were corpses everywhere and assume that they were real. Are you right?"

"Well, well, that makes sense. ”

"So, when they were gone, the robbers who weren't dead got up and went on to rob others—maybe even those who were hacked to death. Anyway, how simple it is to pretend to be dead, as long as you follow the knife to the ground, the enemy will see you lying down with blood on your body, and naturally think that you have been hacked to death. Brother Long, are you right?"

Pan Long smiled and nodded, he actually felt that what this kid said was really reasonable.

To be a robber, kung fu may not be very good, but the ability to pretend to be dead may really need to be practiced.

There is no first-level bounty system in the Northland, and if you encounter a robber and kill it, then you only have the ability. There is no reason why you can get a reward from the court by cutting off a few heads and bringing them to the town.

In this case, the masters of the Northland really won't take a closer look after cutting down the robbers, let alone make up for it to ensure that the other party is dead.

If the robber was really good at playing dead, he might have been able to be "killed" several times.

He was so supportive, Han Feng blushed a little. "However, these are all hypotheses. Brother Long, you said that we have to make bold assumptions and be careful to verify. Only hypotheses that have been proven in practice can become the truth. Ah, I wish I had a few robbers out now, and let me see if they were born very quickly, or if every one of them was very good at playing dead?"

"Ah, robber, robber, why haven't you come out yet?"

Shouting and shouting, Han Feng once again rode his horse to the front of the group, his face full of excitement and looking around with great interest, obviously really wanting to meet the robbers quickly.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for him to ride forward and rush to the front of the group to look for the bandits, Pan Long sighed deeply.

"I finally know why Captain Han is willing to let his son follow me out to break into the rivers and lakes......"