"What is this name? It seems that he is an insider, and it has been six or seven years since the bounty was offered to draw this map, and no one has dared to make the list, so the price tag is getting higher and higher. Yang Bai said.

"My surname is Yan, you can just call me Master Yan like them. I'm not an insider, but in the whole Wanzhou, there is only one scripture writing hall who pays such a large price to recruit people to draw maps. Master Yan scratched his scalp, "Rough people like us don't have the ability to draw maps, so our eyes are red when we look at it." ”

"You say as if it's true, the map of the Gobi is worth so much money, there is no production here, there is no population, and there is no prince willing to occupy such a large empty area, and they want a map here...... Could it be that a wealthy proprietor wants to open up a wasteland here?" Li Changwen looked Yang Bai up and down, feeling that this scholar was rippling with a layer of color all over his body.

"It's not far from here, the people who want to buy this map probably want to open up the wasteland, right?" Yang Bai narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"The two of them chatted, and I went around, and there were unstable people in the Gobi these years, and there were horse thieves. Master Yan stood up.

Seeing that the backs of Master Yan and Ji Li gradually disappeared into the darkness, and the others didn't put their minds on them, Li Changwen bumped Yang Bai with his shoulder, quietly stretched out a hand, hooked his fingers, "Hey!"

"What do you mean?" Yang Bai was puzzled.

"What are you kidding? You know!" Li Changwen's eyes were bright.

"I ...... I used to think I was quite knowledgeable and knew a little bit about everything, but you look at it

God is so ambiguous, I really don't understand...... Can you explain?"

"Pretend to be stupid!" Li Changwen glared, "It wasn't me just now, how could it be so easy to let you rest here? Aren't you looking at my face? This month is dark and windy, and horse thieves are rampant around, you must have died on the road if you were kicked out." How about it, save your life, and repay it with money?"

Yang Bai scratched his head, "Do you mean you call me 'brother'?

Li Changwen pretended to pick up the small brass abacus around his neck and crackled it, "How can you talk about 'sound' receiving? You see me calculating like this, I see that you are literate and literate, and you look handsome like a rabbit......"

"It's hard to say that......" Yang Bai interjected.

"I calculate that you can earn 1,500 yuan a year by drawing a map, and you look like you are in your twenties, and it will not be a problem to draw for another forty years. Then you can earn 60,000 yuan in your life. If I hadn't saved your life, all this money would have been wasted, and I would have a lot of money, and I would have drawn you one out of a hundred, a total of 600 yuan, how about it?"

"Are you a foot trader? Actually, you're a horse thief, right? This is the so-called robbery while the fire is hot, right?" Yang Bai was stupid.

"Six hundred old heavy, I don't think you will carry so much. I see you have so many maps in your bag...... Why don't you give me one?" Li Changwen licked his lips, "Anyway, a literate person like you, turn your head and draw a new one." ”

"How easy it is for you and me to draw a map? A whole map has to be broken down into many small pieces, drawn one by one, and all the maps in it are only sold for fifteen hundred yuan, and the most critical one is missing. ”

"The most critical one?" Li Changwen was stunned.

"Yes, there's a lack of the one in Moon Bay. ”

"Are you also going to Moon Bay?" Li Changwen blurted out.

"You said 'also', then you are also going to Moon Bay?" Yang Bai asked rhetorically.

"Young man, that place in Moon Bay has not been a good time to go recently. A deep voice sounded behind them, and Master Yan, the leader of the caravan, walked behind them at some point, a faint red light emitting from the smoke pot in his mouth.

"Horse thieves?" Yang Bai asked.

"No, there are officers and soldiers. Master Yan said meaningfully.

A terrible whistling sound broke through the air, and there was a "bang" in the bonfire, and sparks rose one after another.

"Horse thief! robbery!" Li Changwen saw the contents of the bonfire clearly, jumped up and shouted.

A carved arrow was stuck in the bonfire, and the feathers of the arrow were burning.

The arrow was attached to Li Changwen's forehead, and as long as it deviated a few points, Li Changwen's skull had been pierced. The road guards drew their swords together, and Master Yan didn't know when he flashed back, so he leaned over at this moment, and flew up to extinguish the fire. The enemy is in the dark, they are in the light, and there is only one way to die when exposed to the arrows.

"No one is allowed to move!" came a low cry from the darkness.

Master Yan's legs hung in the air. With that whisper, a second arrow grazed his boots, breaking the belt of his boots. The figures of everyone around the campfire froze, some of the knives were half out of their sheaths, some were holding their heads and looking around, and some were dodging to pounce on the side of the cart to hide, but in an instant they all became puppets. Li Changwen's reaction showed that he was more aware of current affairs than his companions, and he knelt on his knees and raised his hands above the top, stopping before bowing down and shouting for mercy.

In the dead silence, Yang Bai actually laughed lowly. Because Li Changwen happened to face him, his eyes were spinning.

"Laugh! Laugh! If you don't die you will laugh! I worship the horse thief uncle, but I don't worship you!" Li Changwen lowered his voice.

Downwind, torches lit one by one, illuminating the figures in iron armor. It was a fairly neat procession, spread out in a long arc, each on horseback, with a long weapon in his hand, and a cold light flowing from the edges.

It was right not to resist reluctantly, those men were clearly connoisseurs, and the wind was approaching, the smell and sound were carried away by the wind, and the horse's hooves were wrapped up again. Although there were a few good players in the road guard, they didn't notice until the opponent approached within range of the bow and arrow.

A pale blue banner was unfurled and hung from a spear.

The group of men led the horses and approached slowly, and there were more than 100 horses. At close notice, the team looks disgraced, with no fixed standard for armor and weapons, and dirty and shabby uniforms. Most of the team were thin young men with sunken cheeks and the smell of a beast in their gaze. The leading samurai rode a maroon steed with its head more than a foot high.

On a black horse behind him, a young man in black armor held a bow in his hand, and the two arrows that were so accurate just now must have been shot by him.

"Are you the masters of the Left Army?" Master Yan greeted him and smiled flatteringly.