There is an abandoned market in the northeast fifteen miles of Jincheng Pass, along the river lined up under the hundred and ten low adobe thatched houses, because no one has repaired for several years, most of them collapsed, either by the heavy rain in summer corroded the foundation, or by the heavy snow in winter to break the roof, but for some reason, the market has always no grass, looking at a piece of sand and dust yellow, has become a veritable deserted ghost ruins.

Before Shen Tuyuan implemented the strong wall and cleared the wilderness, there were also prostitutes and taverns all over this place, and the business travel between Zhou and Di was quite prosperous.

The distance of fifteen miles is quite delicate, which not only does not break away from the jurisdiction of the Jincheng border army, but also allows the Di people who came to the city to let go of their scruples. There are many soldiers in Jincheng Pass who come to the market to find ~ happy, even if they meet the cavalry team with knives and arrows of the Heidi tribe, they just pretend not to see each other, and there are few stunned young people who want to lift the table with hot heads.

After all, if this market is yellow, everyone will be uncomfortable, not to mention how much benefit their own generals and captains or clan leaders have made from it, and there will definitely be no good fruit to eat.

As for the trivial matter of exposing the corpses of the corpses in the wilderness around the market after the moon is dark and the wind is high, it is not strange to hear a lot, neither of them can be called good people, just kill back, and there is no shortage of opportunities for revenge on the battlefield, anyway, no one dares to openly do it in the market, and the reason for this is that the old pawns are always secretive.

In the newcomers who were less qualified and couldn't even witness the grand occasion at that time, they wanted to come to such a place where the emperor was far away, whether it was the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, or the hiding of filth and dirt, there would always be an immortal master and demon hidden in the world.

It is said that Gongsun Long, who is now famous in the four northern states, was chased and killed when he was a mourning dog, and he also hid in this market for several months.

It wasn't until this general Jincheng gave a letter to the Son of Heaven in the third year of his tenure that this tacit understanding between Zhou and Di was broken.

The poor people who were worried about living in the bazaar were all expelled and the black tribes who came to the market were killed, and then several small but extremely tragic battles broke out around the bazaar.

After that, except for the down-and-out swordsmen who came one after another with a fluke heart, no one cared about this place.

This is not enough, this matter also led to a consequence that no one expected in advance, that is, after the loss of a large source of wealth, the wind of blood bribes in the border army of Jincheng intensified.

The past is like smoke, buried under the ruins.

It's just that today, not only was the sound of Jincheng Pass fifteen miles away shaking the sky, but the silence of the ghost ruins, which had lasted for several years, was completely broken by the sudden chaotic sound of horses' hooves.

Glancing at the ghost ruins built along the crooked river, Bai Lie, the left lieutenant of the cavalry guard, turned over and dismounted, and let his mount run to the river to drink, while he carried a short spear with a slender head like a reed leaf, and slowly walked into the street covered with yellow sand and dust.

The entrance faces south, and the direction is roughly from south to north.

His old military robe was stained with a large area of dark black blood spots, which looked more and more embarrassing, the thin lips that gave people a sense of coldness were dry and white, and there was no trace of blood, and the eyes under the two willow leaf thin eyebrows became deeper and colder, fading a little bit of femininity and gloom, and a little more bloody and solemn.

Twenty-seven horsemen, including Li Chengde, followed behind Bai Lie, all looking tired.

The ugly and strong man with a bald head and jawney ran to the river by himself, squatted between the two war horses, scooped up water and wiped his face, and drank a few large handfuls of slightly muddy river water before getting up satisfied.

Li Lezi turned his head to look at Bai Lie's back, and couldn't help but change his face, and his expression suddenly tightened.

The other twenty-six also had tense faces, each clenching the long knife in his hand.

Such a rumor was made because the left lieutenant of the Xiao Cavalry Guard suddenly raised the Luye Hanxing spear in his hand that had killed countless people.

Li Chengde ran behind Bai Lie, and said with a look of regret: "Damn, there is an ambush? I wouldn't have come if I knew it, I never thought that I would die in such a place where birds don't! ”

Bai Lie turned around and glanced at Li Lezi, who had a lot of and shook the hearts of the army, his eyes were full of murderous intent, but there was not much murderous intent when he looked closely.

Li Chengde smiled and said lazily: "I know, if it was a weekday, I would have been shot to death on the spot by Lord Zuo Wei." ”

Bai Lie turned his head, and the corners of his thin lips curled up a slight arc rarely.

He held a spear flower in one hand, the barrel of the gun was behind him, the head of the gun pointed diagonally to the ground, and strode forward with his leg raised.

Twenty-seven horsemen did not hesitate to follow, and a few horses followed, but they were driven back to the river by their respective masters.

The ghost ruins were probably built in the river bay, and it is said that this place was also considered when the site of Jinchengguan was selected, but it was only because the river area was too narrow.

There was a big turn in the middle of the long street, and twenty-eight people walked half a column of incense before turning the corner, Rao is Li Chengde and others had already regarded death as home, and they were still startled by the black pressure in front of them.

It is a real black press, black robes, black cloaks, black helmets, hundreds of riding robes with cloaks and even helmets are all big black, which contrasts with the yellow sand on the street very sharply.

However, except for the color, the uniform system is no different from that of the Great Perimeter Army.

Hundreds of bronze hunting crossbows have been wound, and the arrows glow with a cold light.

Bai Lie frowned, thought for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "Shuo Fang...... Ascend first?"

"You paused, you originally wanted to talk about Shuofang Black Crow, right? I heard that Jincheng's Xiao Cavalry Guard is called the White Falcon, but he still wears a red robe?"

The crows in the front rows took a few steps forward and leaned to the sides, making way for a white horse with a majestic head in the center.

Immediately sat a young man with a knife in his hair, also wearing a big black cloak, with a black linen dress but a strange style, similar to the strength of a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, and a red vertical mark on his forehead was a little demonic, but it was difficult to hide the cold and strong that soaked in bone marrow in the corners of the young man's eyebrows.

The boy rode left and right, one was a boy in Taoist clothes who was only four or five years old but had a long breath, and the other was a girl in Tsing Yi with a beautiful sword.

This scene was really strange, Bai Lie didn't dare to take it lightly, stared at the young man with the knife and asked, "Is there a certificate?"

The other party grinned and was about to speak, when the girl in green clothes suddenly stepped forward and took out a token golden sword from her sleeve, the ornaments on it were extremely gorgeous and intricate.

Even if Bai Lie was only a half-step inspiration, he could still clearly sense that this token golden sword was actually like a living thing, and since it was taken out by the girl, it exuded an indescribable strange rhythm all over its body.

The left lieutenant of the Xiao Cavalry Guard was shocked, but he heard the young man also say in surprise: "This is much more powerful than the one that transferred the Black Crow Guard to Jincheng Pass, how many Qin cha did the Son of Heaven send to Jizhou?

Bai Lie hesitated slightly, and finally knelt down on one knee and said: "Bai Lie, the captain of the left battalion of the lowly Jincheng Xiao Cavalry Guard, greet the angel of Qincha." ”

Li Chengde and the others breathed a sigh of relief, and also bowed down: "Welcome angels!"

The young man with the knife was obviously the leader of the five hundred black crows in front of him, but the girl in Tsing Yi didn't pay attention to the other party's question, and the bright eyes that seemed to contain starlight were still looking at Bai Lie fixedly.

"Surname Bai, I see that although you use a gun, the foundation of your cultivation seems to be Hanya Bai's "Slash and Knife Cultivation Book". Back then, the Bai family was full of deaths overnight, and the headless unsolved case was a sensation, and the teacher also lamented that the soldiers in the world were missing a peerless inheritance, but he didn't expect that there were still remnants of the world. ”

Bai Lie, who was half-kneeling on the ground, suddenly trembled, the palm of his hand was sweaty, and he raised his head and asked coldly: "I don't understand what the angel is saying, isn't the angel looking away?"

The girl in Tsing Yi remained unchanged and continued: "The famous Hangu Bai family fell in the middle of the road, and finally led to the extinction of the door, it is said that it was all because of the loss of the general outline of the family heirloom "Slash Cultivation Spectrum", my master once had an old relationship with the ancestors of the Bai family, and there was a whole book of knife books, I read it when I was bored, I remember probably, do you want to hear it?"

Bai Lie's face finally changed greatly, and he lost his voice: "What?"

The inspiration of the grandmaster is indescribable, and it is often inferior when put into words, but there are still generations of grandmasters who have tried their best to trace it in order to pass it on to the descendants of the sect. The so-called absolute learning often refers to this kind of thing. Although it is difficult for the descendants of the master to reproduce the style of their ancestors, they can save a lot of effort when they get started, and even if they cannot rely on inspiration, they can be used as a stone to touch on others and draw inferences.

"The soldiers are in the world, killing people and killing people, and the white door knife method is the first to put the intention first. In ancient times, he was a general, a knife was used as a plow, a killing was used as a plow, a white bone and yellow sand was used as a field, a spring and autumn period was used as a seed, and a heroic soul was fat, and there were thirty-six methods, one of which was called ......"

In the flat tone of the girl in Tsing Yi's recitation, Bai Lie's body qi began to surge violently, and a strong wind rose on the ground, setting off the yellow sand in the sky, blowing hundreds of people and horses around him to retreat one after another.

Although there is no detailed method, the general outline is a thing that can best reflect the achievements of a grandmaster, and people who don't know the inside story and don't cultivate enough will listen to the excitement, but it is a deafening and deafening word in Bai Lie's ears.

In the midst of the wind and sand, the young man with the knife suddenly grinned and said, "Congratulations to Brother Bai for becoming a grandmaster!"

Bai Lie got up suddenly, stood in place and closed his eyes for a long time, his body was wonderful.

When the wind stopped falling, he opened his eyes and knelt down again, this time on both knees.

The left lieutenant of the Xiao Cavalry Guard, who had achieved the Grandmaster in front of everyone, looked respectful, raised the butt of the Luye Hanxing spear above his head with both hands, and said in a deep voice: "The girl is rebuilt, can you tell the mountain gate, if Bai Hangu can not die today, he will repay this great kindness!"

"Hakuhanya?" said the young man with the knife.

"Now that he has become a grandmaster, the revival of the Hangu Bai clan is hopeful, and there is no need to hide and shame the ancestors, so in the name of the county, there will be no Bai Lie in the future, only Bai Hangu!"

The girl in Tsing Yi didn't take any credit, and said indifferently: "You don't have to thank me, there are many people in the world like you, if it weren't for the words of the master, what does the life and death of the Hangu Bai clan have to do with me?"

"Tsk, once you become a grandmaster, your temperament and bearing are immediately different, and now you even have changed your name, which shows that it is really reborn, and he said that he is reinvented, but it is also worthy of the name. ”

The young man with the knife looked at the girl in Tsing Yi and laughed heartily: "Sister Ying, I've known each other for so long, but I have never felt that you are so pleasing to the eye!"