North of the Qinling Mountains, south of the Yellow River.

On the Loess Plateau, a series of perennial immortal tree stumps tell the flames of war in the past. Once the life is extinct, after decades, only a thin layer of turf grows here.

Right now, in winter, even this bit of green is all yellowed and covered in snow. And the Yellow River, which used to run endlessly, was also frozen, and it could not make a sound.

The cold current blowing from the north was blocked by the Qinling Mountains, and in the whirlwind, a low sigh was issued from time to time in this bleak world.

At this time, the great sun touched the long river, and suddenly there was a chaotic drum beat in the distance, which became louder and louder.

As far as the eye could see, a small black dot came out of the mountain, and near there was a group of four people, riding on tall horses, leaning forward, and the sound of the drum was the sound of horses' hooves stamping on the ground.

Between the rise and fall of the horses' hooves, slush flies.

On the snowy desert, the shouts of these people and the panting of horses echoed.

After walking for a while, they saw a lonely smoke rising from the north bank of the Yellow River from a distance, and they all looked happy, so they urged the horses to gallop forward even harder.

After a while, several people approached the south bank of the Yellow River.

At this moment, the first person suddenly freed up a hand and signaled to the three people behind him. He let out a cry and grabbed the reins, and the other three stopped their horses with them.

They lined up, all staring intently at the river bank in front of them, where a person stood tall and facing several people, and looked back, his eyes were like this cold winter, without a trace of temperature.

"It's not good!" said the man who had just taken the lead in stopping the horse's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was suppressed.

"Big brother, third brother petitions to come out!" said to one of the people on his left hand.

"Third brother, I'm here to help you!" said the other.

"Okay, go, cut off this officer's head!" replied the man at the head.

As soon as the words fell, the two of them arched their hands, each pulled out a long knife tied to the horse, and then held the reins in one hand, held the long knife in the other, clamped the horse's belly with both feet, and drove forward.

The horse neighed, snorted in his nose, and then took a step and rushed forward.

After a gallop, the two of them looked at the sun, turned the long knife, put it together, in the shape of scissors, aimed at the figure in front of them more and more clearly, and the sunlight reflected on the knife surface and shone on the man's face.

Immediately, both of them grinned.

But in an instant, the two of them had come to the person standing.

The man did not dodge, but faced the light of the sword, and just as the two knives were about to slash at him, he jumped to the same height as the two of them on the horse, avoiding the blade.

In the next moment, he gathered up, and then suddenly stretched his body, showing a picture of an immortal lying on his side in mid-air, smashing his fist on the head of the person on the right and kicking the chest of the person on the left.

The horse was moving so fast, and he was able to time it so accurately, that they were immediately unable to react, and were hit solidly, and then flew off the horse's back.

Falling steadily, the man continued to stand still, leaving only two horses to run farther and farther.

A few feet away from his left hand, a person's head was sunken, his eyes were red, he got up and shook twice, and then fell to the ground again, without any movement.

The man on the other side lay on the ground, a deep footprint on his chest, vomiting blood, tilting his head, and being silent.

The remaining two people in the distance saw this, one with a split eye, and the other still expressionless.

The staring man wanted to drive his horse forward, but as soon as he made a move, he was stopped by the person next to him: "Don't!"

"Big brother!" the man said hurriedly, full of resentment.

In response, a cold gaze shot out of his long narrow eyes made him shiver, and his heart was half cold.

"Leave it alone, go your separate ways!"

“...... Yes!"

The two then galloped to one side and drifted away.

After walking for a while, the man who had just led the way suddenly heard a gust of wind whistling above his head.

Without waiting for him to make any moves, a hand grabbed him by the shoulder and took him off the horse's back.

The man reacted quickly, then drew his knife and twisted his body, slashing backwards with great speed, as if he had been trained for many years. It's just that the blade slashed down, but it fell short. He didn't panic, so he rolled on the ground, not only unloading the inertia of his body, but also taking advantage of the situation to pull away, but just dropped the knife on the spot.

"Your Excellency, what a means!" he said, standing firmly in front of him as a man dressed as a scholar, standing with his hands behind his back.

"It's just talent. Shizi replied.

"Isn't it the one who destroyed the Black Wind Village?"

"It's not talented, it's underneath. ”

"No, the public is a great talent, why don't you go to the court and enjoy it? Wouldn't it be useless to embarrass us and other untouchables here?" the man said, his hand in a palm gesture, full of defense.

"Iron Palm Gong?" the scholar asked without answering.

"Huh, do you know?" the man looked shocked, and then said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?

"That's right, I'll test you with martial arts!"

"Very good!" As soon as the words fell, the man was really angry, took a few steps in front of the scholar, and slapped it with one palm.

This time, according to the speed and strength of ordinary people, Shizi also made a palm.

The man's face was happy, and then his mouth opened slightly, revealing a small tube, and as soon as he puffed up, the needle inside was stained with black paint, and it shot out.

This secret weapon was hidden in the mouth of the man when he just rolled. I just said a few words, but I kept them under my tongue and didn't let the other party see them.

Shizi still slapped him, but the strength in his hand suddenly increased a little, and the other hand stretched out and grasped the flying needle steadily.

The man didn't notice the flying needle in the scholar's hand, he was knocked back by a slap at this moment, rolled to the side, took the opportunity to pick up the long knife that had been thrown on the ground earlier, and ran to the scholar again.

"Come on!" the man laughed wildly, and then slashed down with a knife, and the soldier did not react before he saw him, and his heart became more and more convinced, this man must have been hit by the anesthetic on the flying needle, and he was already unable to move.

The knife slammed into the top of his head, and suddenly there was a trembling sound, and then a hole opened, and the shattered blade flew and landed on one of the man's eyes.

Provoked by this, he hurriedly covered his bleeding eyes, screamed twice, and hurriedly opened his one eye, and at the same time jumped a few steps back.

This person is very vigilant, and he will never let emergencies mess up his mind, and he can still stabilize the line of defense when there is no room for it. It's just that as soon as he opened his eyes, he seemed to forget the pain in his eyes, and just stared blankly at the scholar opposite.

What appeared in front of him was the red eyes of the scholar and the long knife that gradually melted into a ball of molten iron.

He smiled miserably, then summoned up the remnants of his true qi, raised his palm and slapped it on the top of his head, and then bleed, and slowly fell to the ground.

"What a hero. The scholar sighed, "If you go to the Jinren, you will have endless troubles! ”

After speaking, he touched the man's body for a while and found a wooden sign: "But that little minion said that there is indeed a brand." He then observed that the sign was not written in Chinese, and he turned out three signs from his body, and several of them were written exactly the same, but he couldn't understand them.

Thinking that these people defected to the Jin Kingdom, this should be a token, the scholar was not interested in it, and there was a burst of red light, and these brands were burned together.

"The more things get involved, it's better to burn them clean, so as not to affect my path of learning martial arts. As the words fell, the scholar leapt and disappeared into the sky.

At this moment, the last rays of light sank into the horizon, and the snow fell in the sky, covering all the blood stains of corpses scattered everywhere.

The snow fell, the moonlight began to rise, and it shone white, as if the previous scene had never happened, and the earth returned to its original color.

Dozens of days later, within the northern border of the Southern Song Dynasty.

At this time, just after the Spring Festival, the tavern opened, and there were only a few idlers drinking and bragging.

"Hey, have you heard? There are several big stones in front of the county office, like a small mountain!" one of them looked around and whispered to the people sitting next to him.

"Hey, you're talking nonsense again! Stop drinking, take two bites!" the man was eating the food, and his mouth was slurred.

"Really! If you don't believe it, go and take a look at Anping County in the north! No one will move until now! The news is about to spread!" the man said with a straight face.

"Yo, tell me what's going on? I'll go back and see. The man was a little interested, and he was idle, and he had inquired into all kinds of strange things on weekdays.

"I just heard that the stone has the word 'retreat' engraved on it. Feelings are immortals, what do you want to stop the yamen from doing!" The man's eyebrows fluttered.

"What do you say?" the man replied.

"Some people say that all the bandits in the north have been exterminated by the immortals, and a bunch of old and young women and children on the mountain have also been brought to us by the immortals. ”

"That's a good thing! What does that have to do with the yamen?"

"The stakes are great! The suppression of bandits is meritorious, and the county officials everywhere are robbing people!"

"Then the immortals won't stop it!

"You don't know! Those bandits have been doing evil for an unknown number of years, and they have collected a lot of wealth, and now they are all in the hands of those mountain people. The county government is robbing not only people, but also money!" the man whispered.

"No wonder! What happened later?" the man put down his chopsticks.

"This matter is very important, and the county officials and lords everywhere have gathered their hands and feet and dare not make any more moves. It is estimated that it is so that no one will stab this matter and attract the punishment of the state officials. Now, in order to prevent the word from spreading, they have also found a bunch of craftsmen, first to polish the words off, and now to carry away the big stones!"

"Hey, can you carry it away?" the man looked gloating.

"Of course I can't carry it away, but now it's being smashed piece by piece and transported outside!" the man laughed as well.

"Hmph, self-inflicted! I've seen those villains unpleasant! Why can they drink wine and eat meat every day!"

"Hey, hey, brother, don't talk too much, talk about the county officials, it's heard, but we don't have any good fruit to eat!" said the man, and looked around again, but fortunately there were not many guests in the tavern, and there happened to be no one around them.

"Yes, yes, yes, this is the reason! But if I don't scold it, my heart will not be enjoyable after all!"

"It's better to go to Anping County with me again! There must still be half a stone left at this time, and you should go and see it, which will not only make you angry, but also make you believe what I say, how about it?"

"That's great! I'll go tomorrow! I'd like to see the old men holding their breath!"

"Okay, I'll call you tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, that's it!"