Fifteen years later......

The desert is lonely for 100,000 miles, and the moat is the wild goose gate.

At noon, a heavy fog suddenly fell in the endless desert, the figure of the person seven feet away was blurred, the characters outside one zhang were not distinguished, and two zhang away was all a thick white fog, and nothing could be seen anymore, such a fog was extremely rare even in the wild place outside the Yanmen Pass.

In the quiet and silent fog, a team of more than a dozen fast horses quietly appeared in front of the pass, these people were all dressed in ordinary cloth clothes, on the surface it seemed to be a group of merchants who were transporting goods on horses, but most of them were tiger-backed and vicious men, plus those swords on the saddle, which could show from the side that this group of merchants was far from as simple as it seemed.

The team of horses walked cautiously and slowly, cautiously identifying and groping their way in the fog. The few men walking in front were particularly anxious, waving their thick arms from time to time as if to dispel the fog, and this sudden fog must have delayed their trip.

"Abaolu, we can't continue to hurry at all when the fog covers the sky, we have arrived at Yanmen Pass at this moment, and I don't think those Song Ting Eagle Dogs will chase here. The Yanmen Inn is not a stone's throw away, so we can rest there for a while and wait for the fog to clear before exiting. In the midst of the horse team, a young woman dressed in strong clothes raised her eyes to look around at the vast fog and said lightly.

This woman is seventeen or eighteen years old, and her voice is as crisp as a warbler's cry, which is very pleasant. Although she is dressed in a light outfit, it is still difficult to hide her unique beauty of the Western Regions. Three thousand green silk bundles and hangs shoulders, the skin is better than snow and can be broken, the willow eyebrows and apricot eyes are delicate and skillful, the red lips and jade moist teeth are like braided shells, especially her smart eyes are even more sparkling, even if it is a casual look, it can make people deeply intoxicated. The woman sat on horseback with a bit of sassy and heroic appearance, and although she was young, the rest of the team was quite respectful to her.

Abaolu was a middle-aged man with a height of nine feet, with three scars on his angular black face, and he knew by his name that this group of people was not from the Central Plains, but in fact they were from the Western Regions.

"Xun Qin, what should the 'master' do?" Abaolu turned his head to look at a person in the horse team who was dressed in an extremely strange way, this person was about forty years old, with the face of a Central Plains man, white and chubby, looking a little lazy, and the strangest thing was that this person's head was beardless and hairless, bare and looked like a monk. At this moment, this "monk" was sandwiched between two Western Regions big men, one left and one right, sitting motionless on the horse, except for a few times when his erratic eyes rolled left and right from time to time, there was no other reaction.

Abaoru is a martial artist, but when he talks to Xun Qin, his tone is difficult to hide his humility, and it is not difficult to see that Xun Qin's identity must be good. Xun Qindai frowned and thought for a moment, and said indifferently: "It's okay, now that Yanmen Pass has been controlled by the people, even if people see the master, no one will know his true identity, not to mention that we are just resting for a while, so we don't have to bother to cover it up." ”

Abaolu nodded slightly, identified the direction a little, and then led a group of people and horses to move forward cautiously in the vast fog, and after about a stick of incense, the shadow of the Yanmen Inn gradually revealed in the thick fog.

Yanmen Inn was originally a pass post station used by the Great Song Dynasty to garrison the pass, once used to convey the military situation, after the Song Dynasty fled south, it fell into the hands of the Jin people, and then the Mongolian people united with the Lin'an court to destroy the Jin country in one fell swoop, Yanmen Pass turned into the sphere of influence of the Mongolian people, today's Mongolia is vast, and there is no worry about the north trouble, so the number of troops in Yanmen Pass is far less than in the past, and the Yanmen Post Station is gradually abandoned, after a few years, it was made into an inn here, specifically to earn the gold and silver of the merchants who pass through here.

"Bang, bang!"

Several dull slamming sounds sounded outside the inn, and the guy at the inn shouted and then opened the dilapidated door to welcome the guests, but before the guy could greet him, Abaoru had already broken in with a dozen people, and the furious Abaoru almost knocked the thin monkey-like guy out of his head.

"Hurry up and bring the wine and meat to serve!" Abaoru greeted like a bell, and gestured to a long table in the inn, and the dozen or so people who followed him gathered around to find a seat and sit down. Xun Qin, Abaolu and the other three people from the Western Regions took the silent "monk" and sat alone at another empty table.

At this moment, in addition to this group of people from the Western Regions, there were also five or six tables of guests sitting around in groups. The Westerners sat down and looked at each other a few times, then turned their heads away from each other.

Walking in the rivers and lakes is actually nothing new, but generally no one will take the initiative to provoke outsiders, after all, it is better to go out more than less.

After a while, the inn became noisy again.

"Little Er, come here!" Abaoru beckoned to the guy in the distance. The guy had just been hit hard by the five big and three thick Abaolu, and at this moment the bones in his whole body were about to fall apart, but he didn't dare to complain, so he had to step forward and ask with a dry smile, "What do you want from the guest officer?"

"When will the fog outside clear?" asked Xun Qin.

I don't know if Xun Qin's appearance is too soft, so that the guy was unconsciously in a trance for a moment after seeing Xun Qin, and then subconsciously smiled and asked, "I don't know where the guest officers came from?"

"Nonsense!" Abaolu's eyes were as terrifying as copper bells, and the frightened guy hurriedly changed his words: "The small thing is to say that a few guest officers may not be familiar with the weather in this Yanmen Pass, we have fog around tea in the morning, and fog around incense at dusk, but this noon fog is the most troublesome, but I am afraid that it will not be dispersed for one or two hours." ”

Hearing this, Xun Qin couldn't help frowning, and said thoughtfully: "Won't it be dusk after two hours......?

"What this guest officer said is that there are Tatar soldiers and horses stationed at this Yanmen Pass, and the customs are closed early in the afternoon every day. The man hurriedly replied, "But there are still vacant rooms in our inn, and a few guest officers are not as good as ......."

At this point in the man's words, Xun Qin and Abaolu had already heard his intentions, and saw Abaolu wave his hand, interrupting the man's words, and said coldly: "I don't know what you are thinking? Seeing that this group of people from the Western Regions was not good at stubble, the man didn't dare to say much, but his eyes curiously looked at the "monk" who was sitting between the two Western Regions big men, motionless and silent, and then turned around to prepare wine and meat.

While the guy was serving food and drinks to Abaoru and the others, the four guests sitting in the corner on the other side gradually looked a little strange. The man at the head of the four was about the age of his early twenties, dressed in a green shirt, with a well-defined face with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but he looked quite handsome, and there was a delicate short knife on the table in front of him at the moment.

This person is the orphan who was almost frozen to death on the streets of Qianzhou in the past, Qin Wei.

Since being adopted by Zhao Yuan into the Tianji Pavilion, Qin Wei has studied martial arts and literature, and has endured many hardships, fifteen years have passed like a snap of his fingers, and now Qin Wei is no longer the cowardly and miserable child of the year, but has become one of the top ten young guards of the Tianji Pavilion. It can be said that after life and death, the bitterness is sweet, and it really fulfills the conversation between Liu Xunyi and him back then, "How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without some cold and bitterness?"

"Qin Da ......"

Without waiting for the black-faced man on the side to speak, Qin Wei suddenly interrupted him with a wave of his hand and shook his head silently. The black-faced man understood, and hurriedly changed his words: "Brother Qin, do you see if we are ...... now" His words did not continue, but put down his right hand of chopsticks and quietly touched it under the table, and at this moment, under this square table, three steel knives were hidden in it.

Qin Wei laughed in a low voice: "Don't worry, wait for them to finish drinking this jar of wine first." With that, his gaze went straight to the inn guy who was only submissive, and that guy actually subconsciously dodged in a hurry after seeing Qin Wei's strange eyes. Qin Wei saw this. The corners of his mouth suddenly raised a smug smile.

On the side, Abaoru lined up a dozen large bowls on the table, ready to pour the wine into it one by one. Xun Qinjing picked up a bowl and personally sent it to the motionless "monk", and said softly: "Master, if you are offended, drink a few sips of wine to quench your thirst, and when you get out of Yanmen Pass, it will be our territory, and I will definitely unlock the acupoints for you when the time comes." After that, Xun Qin put the wine bowl towards the mouth of the "monk", it turned out that the reason why the "monk" was silent and motionless was that the acupoint was sealed.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Open the door!"

The sudden sound of slamming the door suddenly interrupted Xun Qin's movements, and before the panicked guy went to open the door, with a loud "bang", the two dilapidated doors had been kicked open, and the frightened guy hurriedly let out an exclamation.

Immediately afterwards, seven or eight Mongolian soldiers with scimitars on their waists broke into the inn in a hurry, and through the doors and windows, Qin Wei and the others could vaguely see that outside the inn, there were at least fifty or sixty Mongolian soldiers with swords and swords.

"100 households...... Hyaknohe-sama...... We've already handed in the offerings this month......" the guy explained in a panic, "It's only been two days, why did you come here again......"

"Bastard!" The one who brought the troops here was a hundred household chiefs stationed at Yanmen Pass, named Lietu. In order to compliment him, the guys at the inn all called him "Lord Baihu". Lietu was more than seven feet tall and stout, so I saw him drag the guy to him like a chicken, and scolded: "If you don't accept offerings, can't grandfathers come?"

"Can you ......" the guy hurriedly flattered, "I don't know what the hundred families and a few military masters want to eat, the little ones will go and prepare ......"

"Eat a fart!"

Before the man could finish speaking, Lietu waved his hand and slammed it to the ground, then took out a piece of parchment from his arms, stretched it out with both hands and poked it in front of the man's eyes, and asked, "Have you ever seen the person drawn on the paper?"

"I didn't ...... I haven't seen ......," the guy replied tremblingly, "I don't know ......"

"You Han people are really treacherous, full of nonsense, you don't even look at it and say you haven't seen it, it's a clear lie!" Lietu scolded and scolded, and raised his leg and kicked the guy hard, the guy curled up in pain and lay on the ground for a long time unable to move.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the inn was extremely depressing, and in the silent lobby, everyone's eyes were all focused on the fierce and vicious Lietu, and they secretly speculated about his intentions in their hearts.

Lietu proudly looked around the inn, then raised the parchment in his hand, displayed it in front of everyone, and asked in a commanding voice: "This person is a wanted felony, and anyone who harbors a secret possession will be punished with death." Have any of you seen him?"

With Lietu's questioning, the eyes of all the diners in the Yanmen Inn turned to the wanted notice, and when everyone saw the portrait painted on the notice, Xun Qin and the others from the Western Regions and Qin Wei were taken aback almost at the same time, and secretly took a breath of cool air.

Because the person depicted in the wanted notice, after removing his hair and beard, looks exactly like the "monk" who was pointed to the acupoint.

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