Footsteps came up around, I don't know how many, they laughed ho-ho. Li Changwen didn't dare to open his eyes, and pulled the soft hat on his head to cover his eyes, for fear that the long knife would fall and see his blood splashed out. He was born timid, afraid of blood, and now he only hopes that the other party's knife will be faster and sharper.

Someone grabbed Li Changwen by the collar and lifted him up, and ripped off the soft hat on his head. I don't know how many slaps slap on the top of his head, stunned him. Li Changwen trembled and opened his eyes, only to find that all the people around him were the road guards of the caravan, and it was an old man who was carrying him, giggling.

The old guy is the head of the road guard, and he looks like he is sixty years old, and he doesn't know why he is still doing this hard work. Wrapped in a sheepskin jacket, a sheepherd's appearance, usually buttoned a leather hat, holding a knife, bowing at the waist, always looking at the distance to smoke along the way, how obscene and obscene it is, I don't know why those road guards are still respectful to him. By this time he had stood up straight, as tall and thin as a bamboo rod.

Li Changwen thought about it, and the voice of the ghost on the other side of the fire was this old man, probably speaking with his throat pinched.

"Big brother...... Big Brother...... No money...... I really don't have any money!" Li Changwen cried with a sad face.

"Why are you running so fast if you don't have money? We thought you were afraid that we would be worried about us? Eh? Brother Changwen, don't you have a backache? Brother Changwen, don't you have a backache? The old brother is worried about you, and he helped you get hot water, and he just came to see your waist, why did you run away? Could it be that a girl's family came out to walk the business road? I'm afraid that we won't be able to get married if we see it?" The old man laughed.

The road guards also laughed.

Li Changwen came over in vain, his heart fell back to the place, but he was a little embarrassed, humming and chirping, "When people encounter great difficulties, even if they don't have a waist, they can run!"

"That's that," the old man patted him on the head, "chickens and ducks have no waist, and they can run fast, and geese have no waist, and they can fly." ”

Li Changwen knew that he couldn't be lazy anyway, so he simply admitted it, shrugged his head, and never spoke again.

"Alright, Master, let's not worry about a child, what does he know?" a voice came from afar.

The old man at the head of the caravan spoke. Listening to this name, it may not be his real name, but being given this nickname by someone seems to be a character who can eat well on all roads, and he is the best among these people to Li Changwen.

The head of the road guard, who is called the master, is not to be seen by anyone, but he still listens to the old man's words. He slapped Li Changwen's head, "Young man, do your duty, don't be clever." ”

"Fetch your own water, sleep far away tonight!" a young man's voice said. It was a student of the master, and the road guards called him Ji Li, a handsome young man, carrying a spear on his back, and a heroic appearance. Li Changwen couldn't get used to this kind of heroic person the most, and looked at his back and couldn't wait for Ji Li to fall off the horse.

"Okay, okay, all the big brothers speak, do you dare not listen? People are under the eaves, so they have to bow their heads!" Li Changwen was played by this group of road guards, and he was angry, and he had no place to vent, so he had to grab a stone and slap it on the ground.

"Hey, you're trying to kill yourself?" said his stone as someone anxiously said in the dark.

The master was stunned, and with a "poof", a blue-gray blade came out of its sheath. He was so proud that he could hear the arrow behind his galloping horse, but he didn't notice that there was a stranger a few paces away.

"Torch!" the master pounced, his long knife plunging straight into the voice.

"I'm just an innocent passerby!" the man shouted.

These words made the master's subordinates slightly retract their strength, the long knife paused, and the torch was thrown over, illuminating a man in a gray robe underground.

"Damn, it's not a rabbit...... is it," muttered someone from the armed guard.

The ** who is fostered is called "Rabbit Xianggong", which is a kind of person who is looked down upon, as a man, but he has to serve men like a woman. But when he said this sentence at this time, he said it with a tone of admiration. The hood of the man who was pressed by the master fell off, obviously a man, but his eyebrows were as white as jade, and it was good to see such a handsome man in such a Gobi that he was not called a "monster".

"It's not so insulting, is it?" said the young man, grimacing, "Rabbit Princess? That's going to strip naked and serve men...... Anyway, this old man, look at your age, and see that I am not a robber...... What are you still pressing me on?"

Master's face was a little unbearable, and he got up and shook his clothes. The young man really didn't look like a dangerous person, he didn't even carry a weapon with him, and he had scrolls in his bag behind his back, and he looked like a man who could read and write.

"In Xia Yangbai, a native of Wangdu, I got lost nearby, and I finally saw the caravan, and I was finally saved. Can you borrow a place to make a fire?" the young man stood up and threw his hands around.