The gray-robed old man killed more than thirty people in one go, and the ground was covered with a layer of stumps and severed remains, and the only gaps were filled with shocking scarlet blood.

It was obviously not the first time that the twenty black-armored guards had seen such a scene, and they did not have the slightest disgust or fear. The most disgusting and fearful thing in the world is never the means of killing, but the people themselves!

The old man returned to the yellow flower horse on horseback, and the clothes around him were not stained with a trace of blood, but if he was three feet closer, he could smell the extremely heavy stench of blood on his body.

Mrs. Hou Fuzhong is about to give birth, and Feng Wei is particularly taboo about blood today, and the dark moon under the seat is far away from the pool of blood that flows into a small river.

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A mile away, two people rested under a shady banyan tree with large crowns and floating roots. One is a middle-aged man in his forties, dressed in a clean and neat green shirt, with upright eyebrows and a dignified appearance. It's just a slight frost on the temples, and it is indispensable to experience the vicissitudes of the world, and the ups and downs of life. Next to her was a five or six-year-old girl, with bright eyes and bright teeth, a small face red and tender, clear eyes, innocent, and very lovable.

At this moment, the little girl tugged at the cuffs of the middle-aged man, wanting to listen to the tune. The middle-aged man couldn't bear to disobey, pulled out the sword beside him, flicked the sword with his fingers, and sang two profound and ancient tunes.

The little girl did not like it, and sat down on the other side angrily with a pink and tender little face, unwilling to pay attention to him.

The middle-aged man was secretly amused, but he said righteously: "Who made our family red-cheeked unhappy?

The little girl with the nickname Red Cheeks jumped up, pointed at the middle-aged man's nose, and although she looked angry, her appearance was very cute, and she said indignantly in a childish and light voice: "It's you, it's you! It's Uncle Chongshu who bullies Red Cheeks!"

The middle-aged man danced with his hands and feet for a while, made a funny expression of fuss, and said in fear: "Red cheeks want to listen to the music, and Uncle Chongshu racked his brains to come up with two songs to sing with red cheeks." Uncle Chongshu is so well-behaved, how can he still make Hong'er unhappy?"

With a childish angry expression and a clear voice, Hong'er snorted coldly, her appearance became more cute and innocent, and she rebuked: "Uncle Chongshu is not well-behaved! Uncle Chongshu sings about what is sad and parting, the old land of the dead country, and the sinking of Shenzhou, and the red cheeks can't understand it! If you don't understand it, it's not good, if you don't listen to it, you're not happy, and if you don't hear it, you're not happy, and if you don't hear it, Uncle Chongshu is not good!"

The middle-aged man's expression darkened, he looked at the sky lightly, and sighed secretly: "The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country. Hey, it's not a good thing!"

After sighing, his big hand stroked the little head of the red cheeks, and said weakly: "It's really Uncle Chongshu's!"

So the middle-aged man got up and plucked a leaf from a banyan tree, rolled it into a leaf flute, and played a wordless tune that was well-known in the capital of Baiyu Country.

The little girl with the nickname Red Cheeks squatted aside, and finally satisfied, quietly supporting her cheeks with her hands, and the expression on her little face was very serious.

The old song is still in my ears, and the old country is gone!

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The hinterland of the empire, whose real name is Feixiang City, has been renamed by His Majesty the Emperor with the increasing prosperity of merchant trade and the hereditary feudal land of Shenhua Marquis, and has now been changed to Golden Snow City. It is the fourth important city in the Golden Wind Empire with a "gold" signboard.

The city wall is more than ten zhang high, there are 50,000 local merchants in the city alone, and there are countless merchant caravans who come from other places to sell and purchase goods. Therefore, although Jin Xue City has twelve large and small city gates, not counting the many small gates of the four urn cities in the east, west, north and south, it is still full of cars and horses, and the crowds are crowded.

Due west city gate, the city gate here is the same as the other three main gates in the southeast, north and south, because it leads to the official road, and the flow of people will not be mixed compared with other gates. But whenever there are chariots and horses passing by, they must be either rich or expensive.

Being able to serve in these four places naturally has a much higher status than the guards in other places. No, the group of young soldiers who came to stand on duty in rotation today were in good spirits, and they were all in good spirits when they checked the passing officers and passengers who were in and out of the city, and they were all intercepted if there was a suspicious person or thing.

The two elderly doorkeepers on the left and right glanced at each other, and they both saw helpless expressions in each other's eyes. Thanks to the blessing of this group of stunned green and stuffy shrimp, today it is not a copper plate in the bag.

Fortunately, the hawkers who sneaked through the official roads on weekdays were clever enough, and when they saw many fresh-faced officers at the West City Gate from a distance, and the funny suggestive expressions of the two gate officials, they turned around and fled early.

A few of them, who had a little worse eyesight, were also veterans of speculation, and they had come nearer, and knowing that the immediate return had made them suspicious, they pretended to be lost, and asked how to go through a small gate in a completely different direction. As soon as the recruits were called generals, adults, and the like, they enthusiastically explained the direction of the road, unaware that these petty traders were colluding with each other behind the scenes.

In order to maintain the norms of market transactions in the city and prevent merchants and hawkers from raising prices and lowering prices without authorization, all those who are engaged in trading, transportation and sales, and other positions need to go through the government, and the special government will issue exclusive dental stickers for maintenance and management.

Naturally, it was impossible for these hawkers, who were not regular merchants, to enter Jinxue City through the other small gates, and once they left the officer's sight, they immediately did not stop, no, it was the donkeys, and even people rushed to other towns to sell goods that could not be hoarded for a long time.

How can the little merchants at the bottom who can't afford to use silver tickets get the "tooth stickers" made of silver. In order to enter the big city to sell goods and sell at a good price, you can only pay some private taxes that are not nerve-wracking through familiar officials. There are many high-ranking families in the city, that is, ordinary Baiding people, compared to the people in the mountains and wilderness outside the city, they are still superior, and they often make generous deals when they trade, and they meet people who know the goods, and even the whole vehicle goods are sold.

The merchant cargo team mostly enters and exits from the small door, and the businessman is more agile, and he will take the initiative to send tea and wine money without being reminded by the door officer.

The small doors everywhere are full of oil and water, and the door officials there have eyes higher than the sky and mouths bigger than the sea, so for the helpless small traders, they naturally can't go.

The doorman on duty at the main gate looks glamorous, and he is sent to as many officials and nobles every day, but people are on top of a mountain in one sentence, and the little doorman is the most widowed in his eyes.

Therefore, as long as Tolaush's distant relatives sent a few rounds of roast meat and a few jars of wine, there was a chance that this matter would not run away. After that, the private tax of a dozen copper plates each time is much better than the Yamen tax, the only deficiency is that the guards of the city are diligent, and the two gate officials cannot be all done every time, so they can not enter the city every day to sell at a good price.

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Approaching a 600-year-old banyan tree, Feng Wei heard a faint tune in his ears, not a quaint song among the white snow in spring, but more like a plain tune for an ordinary woman to coax her children to sleep. Shenhuahou, who has evaluated the soul of various famous officials, actually made an exception and felt that this tune was quite beautiful, and after listening to it for the first time, he remembered it by heart. Thinking about adding children and daughters in the future, you can hum and coax the sleeping children.

As Ye Di's minor key became clearer and clearer, two figures also appeared in the corner of the sight. A man, and a girl.

When the middle-aged man finished the song, he stopped playing the leaf flute and stroked the red cheeks and head with his big hand. I finally decided on this matter in my heart, but I didn't say it. just looked at the girl with affection in his eyes, and said softly: "Red cheeks, Uncle Chongshu is going to meet an old friend, can you stay obediently?"

The girl waved her sleeves with red cheeks, full of chic, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Go!"

The middle-aged man smiled, picked up the saber leaning on the trunk, slowly straightened up, and turned around unhurriedly!

In addition to the snow domain horse Shenyue and the gray-robed old man's Huang Hua who were trained by Feng Wei himself, the twenty horses behind him were almost inexplicably restless at the same time, and the more they advanced, the heavier the horses' hooves became, and the louder the snort became. These first-class horses usually don't show their timidity when they see tigers, leopards and elephants, why are they so abnormal today?

The middle-aged man walked up and walked to the middle of the road, when one of the horses under the seat of the black-armored guard suddenly weakened and collapsed on the road, foaming at the mouth. The black-armored guard pulled out the Yanlong knife at his waist and whispered in pain, "Brother, let's go!", piercing the horse's body with the tip of the knife and piercing the heart.

The cavalry takes good care of the mount and regards it as brothers who live and die together, how can they not be sad when they lose their beloved horse. It's just that the black-armored guards converged very quickly, and after the blade mount, they returned to the team with an expressionless face.

The gray-robed old man stepped up to absorb the essence and blood internal force in his body that had just been absorbed into the meridians with the secret method of yin and evil, and he couldn't care about all the root and hidden dangers that would be brought about by the rush of the exercises. At this moment, his face was full of lightness, and he asked arrogantly, "You are the White Feather Sword Immortal He Chongshu?"

The middle-aged man seemed to be completely ignorant of the old man's little trick used to delay, and said respectfully: "He Chongshu, the old minister of the White Feather Dead Country, meet Senior Liu!"

"The foundation of the ancient country of Baiyu, which has been inherited for thousands of years, was squandered by the relatives of the women's temple, causing the princes of Jiujiang to uncover the king, and the royal men surnamed Wu were slaughtered in several wars, and the royal blood was almost cut off. After the Yuque Palace was breached, He Chongshu, the squire of the military department, did not follow the will of Emperor Jinshang, and assisted Wu Qishu, the marquis of Tianningjiang, a side branch of the imperial family, to ascend the throne and claim the emperor, and pacify the troubles of foreign tribes. Instead, he stole the heirloom jade seal and the white feather divine book in the Jade Bird Palace, and disappeared for three years!"

As soon as the gray-robed old man spoke, he just devoured the last trace of essence blood in the Strange Scripture, and smashed his lips with satisfaction, like drinking a bowl of wine that had been treasured for eighteen years.

He Chongshu's breath has always been long and continuous, without the slightest look of shame and anger, elegant and gentle, quite a Confucian general's demeanor. He said calmly: "Wu Qishu is by no means orthodox, and it is not true to claim the name of the emperor when he ascended the throne! Moreover, the first emperor did not have the edict of canonizing Wu Qishu as the emperor at all, it is just that this son has successfully deceived the people of the world by deceiving himself and others!"

The gray-robed old man had confidence, and he didn't need to beat around the bush with him, his words were like swords pointing at his nose, and he said: "The tattered things of the White Feather Country are actually not interested in the slightest bit of decay!"

"It's just that you, this little baby, are downright, and you didn't take advantage of the disorder of qi in the old decay's body to kill the killer, and you really deserve the word sword immortal. This is much stronger than when we were young, we didn't get into the stream back then, and we liked to do some things like to beat the water dogs. ”

He Chongshu's body was slightly lowered, his hands were clenched into fists, he was not deliberately humble, but he could also feel the heartfelt admiration, and said: "Forty years ago, no one in the rivers and lakes had ever heard of the great name of Liulongchi, and the souls under the Tianhu knife were all giant thieves and thieves, and the demon path heroes. Chongshu has a body of martial arts, but unfortunately most of the killings in this life are soldiers who also have parents, wives and children at home, and they are ashamed to be compared with their predecessors!"

Although the gray-robed old man whose name means quite atmospheric is as cold as ice on his face, he is secretly very useful for this kind of praise, after all, the person who pats his own sycophants is the sword genius of the Jiujiang Twenty-four Sword Sect in Bai Yu China. So in fact, being a normal person is definitely not upright, and he never insists on what you respect me, I will respect you for a foot I will respect you The traditional gray-robed old man of the rivers and lakes is rare to be generous once: "The old man doesn't like to owe favors the most in his life, since you can allow the old man to adjust his internal breath, then the old man naturally wants to repay you this love." Say it! Except for releasing water when you use force, if you have any last wishes, as long as you can do it, you will never refuse!"

Afraid that He Chongshu would really say that he would not have to use one hand or one foot and other rude requirements, the gray-robed old man smiled: "In short, the old man will never be able to do this matter of releasing water in the competition!"