The desert yellow sand, the sun is like fire. It was the hottest season on the Gobi Desert in Guazhou, the Li Tang Empire, at noon one day in May. The earth seemed to be out of breath, and everything seemed to stand still in this vast desert, and there was nothing alive in sight, except for the occasional weed that bloomed from the sand and rocks.

But even the most resilient weeds in the desert have withered and scorched, and even if the wind comes, it will not dance against the wind. There is no stillness, only quicksand. After a gust of wind, the quicksand scattered, like a stormy wave. The sand moves away with the wind, like water flowing over the ground.

Where the wind and sand rise, the sun is also dyed yellow. In the misty smoke of the yellow sand, there is a slight light purple blue, which makes people look from afar, as if that distant place is a vast and beautiful ocean. However, no matter how good a person is, he will not be able to see clearly where heaven and earth meet! This is really a rare spectacle between heaven and earth, a spectacle that can only be seen in the Great Gobi.

Is everything really still in this vast desert? At noon in this Mayday? No, it's just the usual situation, but today there are exceptions. In addition to quicksand, there is another person. He was a handsome boy of about eighteen or nineteen years old, riding a horse, braving the wind and sand on the Gobi Desert in Guazhou.

The young man, who had never traveled in the desert before, was shocked by the sight before him, and thought to himself: "The quicksand that the 'Hanhai' (desert) was described by the predecessors as: 'The river is like a drought, like a storm.'" When the wind blows, it flows, and it gathers and disperses. That's a good description. ”

This young man came from the south of the Yangtze River, and he had made some preparations for this grand expedition into the north of the desert, read some travelogues about the desert, and learned the Turkic and Uighur languages. I have read many accounts of the customs and customs of the various Turkic and Uighur tribes. But now that he was in the situation, he only felt that what was described in the book was far less than the eleven he had seen, which was so majestic and so shocking!

The young man was only shocked by the strange scene in front of him, but he had no intention of admiring the strange scene in front of him, under such a hot sun, his whole body was like a piece of mutton fat about to be dissolved, and he rode a good horse from the Western Regions, which was one out of a thousand, was also foaming at the mouth, and could hardly walk.

What's worse is that he is running out of dry food and water. The young man took a breath of hot air in the yellow sand, and felt as if his body was about to burn, which was very uncomfortable. He wanted to take a sip of water, but when he looked at the water in the kettle, there was only a thin circle left. He didn't know when he would be able to get out of this great desert, he smiled bitterly, and had to close the lid again.

The young man smiled bitterly and thought to himself: "The strange encounters in life are often unexpected. I thought I was going to Guanzhong, but I came to Mobei!" It turned out that the young man's surname was Li Qingxuan, the word Boyu, the son of the distant branch of the Li family in Zhao County, and lived in Suzhou with his father Li Jingzhi. The Li family of Zhaojun is a famous family in the world, and Li Qingxuan is the nephew of Li Qiyun, the official residence of the imperial historian at that time.

This time, he came to Guazhou on the orders of his mother to visit his uncle. Li Qingxuan's uncle Zheng Yu was a disciple of the Zheng clan in Xingyang, and during the Anshi Rebellion, Zheng Yu, who was then Sima of Fufeng County, was coerced by the rebels and disappeared. When he was seven years old, Li Qingxuan had an adventure.

A friend of his uncle's childhood learned fencing in the Qingcheng faction, and by this time he had become a famous hero, returning to his hometown, visiting old friends, and learning of Zheng Yu's misfortune, he sighed. He saw that Li Qingxuan was smart and clever, so he accepted the nephew of the old man as his second disciple.

Ten years later, Li Qingxuan has already completed his studies, and his father Li Jingzhi also died of illness three years ago, and he is ready to travel to Jiangnan in the early spring of next year. During the years he stayed at home, he often corresponded with the knights of the rivers and lakes. In the spring of this year, a fellow villager who had been taken prisoner to the Western Regions with his uncle had escaped, and it was said that he had seen his uncle near the sandbank four or five years earlier, but then he was no longer heard from.

Li Qingxuan's mother Zheng Yinniang is old, and after the death of her husband Li Jingzhi, she wants to miss her brother Zheng Yu, so she asks Li Qingxuan to go to Shazhou to find her uncle. How could she have imagined that Li Qingxuan had been trapped in this desert before she knew her father's whereabouts.

Li Qingxuan gritted his teeth, swallowed his saliva, slightly moistened his throat that was about to smoke, and tried his best to endure the thirst and thirst, and thought: "As long as I still have a breath, I have to keep going!" Fortunately, at this time, the wind has passed, the quicksand has gradually stopped, although the sun is still like fire, the earth has returned to clear, and breathing is not so difficult.

Li Qingxuan walked slowly on his horse, hoping for a miracle in the desert and the discovery of an oasis. Unexpectedly, the oasis was not discovered, but a pile of white bones was found first. It was a pile of bones that had been exposed after the wind had "moved" a sand dune.

Because it was buried under the sand dunes, it had not been blown apart by the strong wind, and although it was in a messy arrangement, it was generally visible that it was two corpses. The two shattered heads were also covered with thick black hair. It seems that these two corpses should have been middle-aged men before their deaths. And it's not long since he died, so his hair hasn't fallen out.

Li Qingxuan thought about it for a while and understood the reason. The vultures in the desert are carrion-eaters, and as soon as these two men die, the flesh and skin on their bodies are already eaten by the vultures. Li Qingxuan couldn't help but feel creepy, knowing that as long as he couldn't support one of them and fell, he would become such a pile of white bones!

Li Qingxuan was shocked to himself, and suddenly heard an extremely piercing "quack" cry, and when he looked up, he saw that the top of his head was covered with a "black cloud", but it turned out to be a huge vulture, with two wings spread out and more than a zhang long!

As soon as he saw the white bones that had been pecked out by the vulture, this man-eating vulture came! Li Qingxuan said angrily: "Okay, I am a living person, do you dare to eat me?" I saw the vulture pass over his head and swoop down to a sand dune in front of him.

Li Qingxuan glanced at it, and had already found that there was a person lying face down on the quicksand, I don't know if it was a dead person or a living person. But the limbs are not missing, and even if it is a dead person, at least it is a complete corpse. Only then did Li Qingxuan know that the vulture was going to peck at that person.

Li Qingxuan was furious, opened his bow and set up an arrow, and shot an arrow with a "whoosh". The bow was like a thunderbolt, and the arrow was like a meteor, just when the giant talons of the vulture were about to grasp the man, and they shot it right! Although Li Qingxuan was very tired, after all, he was a martial arts master with the true strength of the inner family, and in the entire Li Tang Empire, he was also a well-known first-class master.

Li Qingxuan jumped off the horse, went over to inspect, and turned the man over, only to see that the flesh and blood on his head were blurred, and he was already dead! Li Qingxuan sighed and said in his heart: "It took a lot of effort, but what I saved was a dead man. Presumably, as soon as this man died, he was buried by the wind and sand, and he was spared food from the mouth of the vulture.

But who is this person?" There was a straw sac hanging from this man's waist, and Li Qingxuan thought to himself: "I'll see what relics he has, if I can find out his identity and know where he is from, I can go back and report to his family in the future." ”

So they searched the man's sac. Li Qingxuan took out the contents of the bag and looked at it, but was surprised. It turned out that there were three golden darts in the bag, a book of martial arts secrets and a bead the size of a goose egg, the beads were glowing with a faint luster, and the whole body was pale gold.

He took a closer look, and on top of this booklet, it was written: Taiyi swordsmanship, Taiyi swordsmanship is also a high-grade swordsmanship method in the rivers and lakes. Then Li Qingxuan took a closer look at the dart in his hand, which was extremely rare in the rivers and lakes, and the shape of the dart was also very strange, it was a snake-shaped dart with a fork at the tip.

But this was not enough to surprise Li Qingxuan, what surprised him was that when the three golden darts were in his hand, he smelled a fishy smell. Li Qingxuan immediately knew that this was a poisonous dart! It was not surprising that the poisonous dart was still engraved, but when he looked closely, there was still a pattern engraved on the dart, and this special symbol could make Li Qingxuan surprised.

The dart is engraved with a swallow-shaped pattern, which is specific and subtle, fluttering its wings and flying, very vivid. Three words flashed in Li Qingxuan's heart: "Feiyan Dart"! The owner of the Flying Swallow Dart is a well-known one-legged thief in the rivers and lakes, named Yan Wuxi, known as the "Urging Judge"!

Just looking at his name and nickname, you may think that he is a demon who kills people without blinking, but in fact, although he has killed many people in his life, he is not indiscriminately killing innocents, he kills most of the corrupt officials and corrupt officials of the imperial court, especially the generals who lead troops in the imperial court who kill the people.

In one year, he killed 36 generals under An Lushan in seven small and medium-sized cities in Hedong Province, of which 12 were guerrilla generals and middle and senior generals at the rank of captain of Zhaowu. The people in the official palace of the Hedong Jiedu envoy were frightened when they heard his name, he originally had another name, because his surname was Yan, and after killing the military academy of seven cities in a row that year, some people called him "Saiyan Luo".

From then on, he also called himself Saiyama, and at that time he once said proudly: "My friend in the rivers and lakes of Domeng has given me a new name, and I will definitely live up to my friend's expectations, and I will slaughter hundreds of Hulu to satisfy the school." As for the "Urging Judge", it was the nickname given to him by the samurai under An Lushan.

Li Qingxuan didn't know how many brutal generals he had slaughtered, but when he thought about it, there were less than two hundred, and now he was buried in the sand dunes! Li Qingxuan had only heard of Yan Wuxian's name and had never met him, but he had heard his master talk in detail about his person and affairs, and he also specifically mentioned the unique secret weapon used by Yan Wuxian, the Flying Swallow Dart.

This is the heaviest and bloody poisonous dart, as long as he is given a dart, no matter how good his martial arts are, he will definitely die. Back then, he killed thirty-six Hulu officers in the Seven Cities, and twenty-eight of them died under his poisonous dragon dart!