This year's autumn night is destined to be sleepless.

The stars were dotted, like flowing fireflies leading the way, bringing more than 200 hussars into the Saucer River.

Diezihe is the westernmost town in Huanzhou, surrounded by mountains, sparsely populated, and as quiet as an old man who is about to die.

Fifty miles further west, the Diezi River will go out of the boundary of Fuyang County to Qingzhou of Anxian County, and further west of Qingzhou is Jinzhou, the county capital of Anxian County.

According to the foot strength of ordinary horses, the distance from the Saucer River to Jinzhou is the distance between morning and evening.

More than 200 hussars are going to Jinzhou, rest for one night at the Saucer River, set off again at dawn, and arrive tomorrow night.

They went to Jinzhou only to kill one person. No, it's killing a family.

The one who gave the order told them, but if there was a dog alive in that house, not a single one of their two hundred people would survive.

There is an inn not far from the town monument. The inn is very large, but it is so old that you can't even read the words on the sign at the courtyard gate. If it weren't for the lights still on in the hall, no one would have been able to tell that it was opening its doors and making a living.

More than two hundred horses, even if they stood still, the sound of panting and neighing was not a small movement, not to mention that they came in at a trot.

When the fat-faced man in charge heard the neighing of the horses outside, he had guessed that business was coming, and he hurriedly asked a few men in the hall to light up the lanterns. When the candlelight went away, it was a black oppression, and the horses were black horses, and the people were dressed in black.

"Shopkeeper, prepare for us wine and meat and food, the meat should be fat, the food should be sufficient, and the wine should be good! A stocky middle-aged man jumped off his horse, walked straight to the innkeeper, and said in a cold voice, "Find some more fodder and feed the horses." As he spoke, he stretched out his finger and pointed behind him.

The fat-faced shopkeeper saw such a large amount of business, and nodded busily.

"We are two hundred and fifty-six, and I will give you two hundred and fifty-six taels of silver. After speaking, the middle-aged man in black lowered his head and untied the cloth bag around his waist.

Two hundred and fifty-six, two hundred fifty-six taels

When the fat-faced shopkeeper heard the reward offered by the man in black, his eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, which was more than ten times the market price. His inn is located in a remote area, and he does business to and from dart bureaus and merchants, although these people are not picky, but they will never be so arrogant.

One to buy and sell two hundred and fifty-six taels, he has been guarding the store for more than 20 years or the first time to encounter it, naturally happy in his heart, thinking in his heart, "God saw that I had a hard life, and actually sent me a God of Wealth!"

Although the transaction has been opened, it is necessary to weigh whether it can be accepted, "Sixty-two of the sixty-four rooms are empty, and they can barely accommodate two hundred and fifty-six people. There were still twelve sheep, four fat pigs and one cow in the corral, all of them slaughtered, and the meat and vegetables were sufficient."

The fat shopkeeper was thinking about it, but was interrupted by the short and stout man, "Shopkeeper, how is the exchange of silver and gold nowadays?"

Two hundred and fifty-six taels of silver were exactly one hundred and sixty pounds, and although the bag he untied from his waist was not small, it did not look like it could hold sixteen pounds of silver. Listening to his question, it seemed that it was filled with gold.

"Honorable guest, according to the exchange law issued by the imperial court, it is now twenty taels of silver for one tael of gold. The fat shopkeeper replied happily.

He had been trading for many years, and he had never seen a few guest officers who paid their bills with gold.

"Boom!"

The man threw a handful of hard objects on the counter.

And he removed his hand, but he saw that the true face of the hard thing was three five taels and one tael, and a gold ingot with a clear yellow and yellow ingot.

"Oh~~~" The fat-faced shopkeeper couldn't help but scream, and his eyes couldn't take his eyes off it.

Gold and silver have a natural gravitational attraction for people, and those who can resist this gravitational pull are either fools or powerful people.

One doesn't understand, the other disdains.

"Get the money, get the wine and meat, we're hungry!" the man in black said coldly.

The fat-faced shopkeeper hurriedly reached out and grabbed the four gold ingots, put them in his pocket, and responded with a "Okay", and then took a few guys who ran the hall to go down.

Perhaps he was afraid that if he walked fast, the gold ingots would fall out, and as he walked, he pressed his hand tightly on his chest, and his posture was not funny.

He Fukai's whistles on the periphery of the provinces had been removed by more than 20 before Xia Muyan realized the critical nature of the situation. But he knows that when he is busy, the more urgent it is, the more urgent he is. Copying scriptures has always been his meditation method, and while waiting for Hu Xiu'an, he copied the "Yang Fu Sutra" -

The work of obscurity, the impact is not real. Qing Qing, simple and dim. Rolling talisman flowing shadow, silent judgment soul. Containing Chinese calendar luck, Qi gathering or running. Welding is vigorous, bottomless and wheelless. The twilight spirit is shining, and the black spirit is bright. Blood poured into the five bodies, the god rune fire king. The brain is filled with Chinese fluid, and the fetus is high and assisted. The side did not move, and the god was dry. Looking at the wind and rain, the vast is not done, and the class guards the roots. Three changes are certain, and nine changes are extremely godly. One is the first day, and the other is like the moon. Qingling Cooperative Committee, Clogs are really excited. Concentrate on the ambition and escape to the secluded door. It's like jumping, and the thief Yu loses. The emperor's fortune calendar, the yang charm is the heart. Wantai changed its industry, and the robbery lasted forever. ”

Although this fold of the "Yang Fu Sutra" is only one hundred and fourteen crosses, he copied it for more than a moment.

"If the heart is not quiet, nothing can be done. If you don't meditate, what's the use of copying scriptures?" Xia Muyan was originally looking at his pen and ink, not wanting to shout suddenly. Then he tore his hands and tore the ink into pieces and scattered it all over the ground.

A cloud of depression piled down on his chest, making him depressed.

"Lord Wang!" Ou Xixi was walking into the study from outside the courtyard with a tail of piano, saw the shredded paper on the ground, slowly paced to Xia Muyan's side, smiled and said softly and comfortingly, "Do your best in everything, the fortune has its own destiny, and the prince doesn't have to be too sad." What are the consequences, our family will bear it with you. ”

She naturally knew that what her husband was planning could only succeed, and once she failed, she would be wiped out, although she expected that things would not go well, but she did not show any melancholy.

"Xixi, why are you here?" Xia Muyan smiled reluctantly, walked over and grabbed her pair of soft wattles, and said softly, "Autumn has arrived, the night is cold and heavy, you are thinly dressed, but you are not infected with the wind cold." After speaking, he took a cloak from the sandalwood truss and draped it over her.

Ou Xixi smiled knowingly, and said softly, "Lord Wang, shall I play a song "Love of Mountains and Waters" for you?"

Joy is the joy of the heart.

The piano player, the instrument of the gentleman, the head of the four talents, forbids people from evil, and thinks it is music.

There have always been good people, and there are few bad landscapes, so the joy of mountains and rivers is the first of all pleasures. Ou Xixi's "Love of Mountains and Waters" is the best in the meantime, and those who are happy think that they are fairy.

"That's it, that's great!" Xia Muyan helped her to sit down on the cushion in the study, took a futon, and sat down half a foot away from her.

The two looked at each other and smiled, Xia Muyan made a gesture of please, Ou Xixi plucked the piano and played the strings, and the clear sound was around the beam for a while, making people feel like falling into the deep forest.

The sound of slaughtering pigs in succession is especially terrifying in this secluded mountain. Worried that the guests had waited too long, the water had not yet boiled, and the hair had not been shaved, the fat-faced shopkeeper asked the cook in the room to come and fetch the meat with a knife. The fierce-looking cook was very skillful, and with a sharp knife and a shaved boring knife, the skin was separated from the flesh and bones.

"A few of you also snacked, put the cow down, and quickly took the meat and sent it to the house. The fat-faced shopkeeper shouted, "Everyone will make more efforts tonight, and they will all receive double monthly money this month." ”

When the old man heard this, he was very happy, and he grinned with firewood and asked with big yellow teeth, "Shopkeeper, can't you lie to us?" I promise to burn the fire to the fullest! I'm waiting for the monthly money at the end of the month to marry my daughter-in-law!"

The fat-faced shopkeeper scolded with a smile, "You are Zhao Laogui, and you still want to marry a daughter-in-law at a young age." You slaughter the twelve sheep, and you will have to pay two of your monthly dollars. Most of this meat can be left a lot, I asked Biaozi to marinate it first, if you can really marry your daughter-in-law next month, you will send five catties of cured meat to you to make a wedding wine!"

The old man who called Zhao Laogui listened, hurriedly threw away the firewood in his arms, spat heavily, and said hurriedly, "Shopkeeper, can you trick me?"

"Get out of the way, where is the idle time to amuse you. The fat-faced shopkeeper scolded with a smile on his face.

Zhao Laogui rushed to the room in a few steps, took out a sharp knife, and pounced into the sheepfold like a hungry wolf, and there was an endless sound of "bleating" in the dark.

The men in black were strange, and had barely spoken since they dismounted and entered the inn. Sit down at the dining table one by one, close your eyes and recuperate.

"Come on, the first course, a large piece of braised pork!" the guy who ran the hall stood in the palm of the hall and read aloud.

As soon as he finished speaking, four old mothers came out of the room with dinner plates, each with four large bowls of braised pork drizzled with soup.

The reason why I say four big bowls is because the bowl is really big, with a diameter of nearly two feet, and a bowl of meat is four or five catties to say the least.

After smelling the smell of meat, these people opened their eyes, and each of them was shining. Obviously, they shouldn't have had a good meal for a long time, and the meat in front of them has a strong magic power for them.

All of them were taken to an isolated island in Honghai seven or eight years ago, and over the years, they have been trained to be dead killers who are not afraid of pain and death.

Killers kill, but they are also likely to be killed, and these people are people who have no tomorrow.

These people have long been trained not to fear pain or death, but they are afraid of hunger. They are killers because they are afraid of hunger.

Those who were not afraid of starvation had already died on the island.

"Move the chopsticks!" The short, stout middle-aged man in black at the lead shouted, and two hundred and fifty-six people picked up the chopsticks at the same time almost at this moment.

"Ang~~~" There were a few neighing horses outside the courtyard gate, and a group of people who were also dressed in black rode into the courtyard on black horses. The only difference was that they all wore black cloaks.

"Although there is no mountain to be seen, it is known that the weight of the world is not more than the mountain. Although I don't see water, I know the softness of the world, and it is difficult to be softer than water. Knowing the weight is light, and knowing the soft is rigid. Listen to a song, and there are thousands of good prescriptions left. Xia Muyan clenched his fists and said with a smile.

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