The city of Chang'an is turbulent, and the forces of all parties are fighting openly and secretly, but they still have not torn their faces, and they are still peaceful on the surface.

But this has nothing to do with Li Wenshuo.

When he went back, his path was deviated, although it was only a little worse, but after walking hundreds of miles, he didn't know how much he had deviated.

By the time Li Wenshuo realized this problem, it was too late, but he didn't mind it very much, because as long as he went south, he would always return to Fenghua Prefecture, the difference was only where he went, but it was estimated that he might not see Dugu Qiu.

The grass in the vicinity was already very scarce, and there was a large wasteland scattered with large and small stones, as well as the footprints of chariots and horses.

Everything in front of me indicated that the neighborhood was inhabited, and not temporary, as the soft ground had been trampled out of a solid path.

Sure enough, after walking a little longer, the shadow of a city wall appeared at the end of the view.

When I got a little closer, I found that this was not the border city of the Central Plains, because the city wall was only five zhang high, far less majestic than the upper border city.

It is more appropriate to say that it is a city, rather than a village.

I saw a lot of grassland people on the way to and fro, and Li Wensuo was also dressed like a grassland man at the moment, and he paid two silver cakes and entered the city. However, he was still a little surprised, because the guards were two Central Plains people, but they were not wearing the military uniform of the Liyang standard.

There are people coming and going on the roads in the city, there are people from the Central Plains, there are also grassland people, and even grassland people are a little more, the flower moon is in the spring breeze, the car is like flowing water and horses are like dragons, and the ground is paved with large pieces of bluestone slabs, but it does not raise much dust. The streets are lined with shops, wine shops and butchers are the most common, and there is even a two-story inn not far away, and the twilight of the sunset faintly sprinkles on the red bricks and green tiles or the brightly colored pavilion cornices, giving the town a layer of hazy and poetic.

Li Wenshuo first went to a ready-to-wear store, which is generally rare, because whether it is the Central Plains or the grassland, most of the clothes are sewn by themselves, and in addition to needles and threads, they need to buy fabrics and some leather. In a ready-to-wear store like this, most of the clothes inside are old clothes worn by other people's families.

spent a lot of money and bought a cyan Confucian robe that looked relatively refreshing, with Li Wenshuo's appearance, if he didn't have the sword on his back, he would really look like a student who traveled from the Central Plains.

Turned around and came to the inn, which was already crowded with people, and had just entered the door, and the shopkeeper with a white towel on his shoulder greeted him and said, "Guest officer, don't stand here, there is still a place upstairs." ”

After speaking, he caused the road in front, and Li Wenshuo followed without saying anything.

Compared with the noise on the first floor, the environment on the second floor has to be cleared a lot, and there are a few guests sitting scattered, Li Wenshuo secretly scolded himself, thinking that the price will not be cheap.

To Li Wenshuo's surprise, he still met a few acquaintances, the lame Liu who was not lame, and the two young men who loved swordsmen who met near the border city.

"Li Gongzi, why did you come to this dumping horse village?"

Liu Cripple obviously saw Li Wenshuo as well, and immediately put down the two young men at hand, his fat face was full of smiles, and he trotted all the way to Li Wenshuo. looked like a cripple man with vigorous hands, and the two who looked at it were obviously a little vigilant while being angry.

But Liu Cripple doesn't mind, the son in front of him is a martial arts master, such a big man, he can mix everywhere he goes, although such a big man must not look down on himself, but what he should do is still to be done.

Li Wenshuo also showed a smile on his face, looked at the fat man in front of him with interest, and said: "When I came back, there was no guide, and I walked a little off, but you, I couldn't get along in that Guishan Fort, so I came to this Fallen Horse Village, you tell me, how far is this Fallen Horse Village from that Guishan Fort?"

Liu lame laughed twice, and then a trace of remorse appeared on his face, as if he blamed himself for not following Li Wenshuo to the grassland, so that Li Wenshuo's way back was a little off. Li Wenshuo knew that he was pretending, but he didn't expose it, just looked at him with a smile.

"Childe, this fallen horse village is far away from Guishan Fort, and it will take some time to go back, if you go straight south along this, you can see the shadow of the border city within two hundred miles. ”

Li Wenshuo nodded and waved his hand to signal him to go back, but this Liu lame man still looked unwilling.

Li Wenshuo frowned and kicked him in the ass, and then returned to the original table with a smile on his face, and did not show any good faces when he faced the two sons who were obviously not good-looking.

The two of them went to visit the kendo master named Dugu Qiu, but it is said that Dugu Qiu went out to meet friends that day, and this friend was naturally Li Wenshuo, and the next day he rushed out of the city to inspect and went to the desert grassland, I don't know when I will come back.

The two were also unwilling to wait in the city, and went directly to the grassland following the steps of patrolling the defenders.

They are from the North County side, and it is not very far from this side of the city, the one surnamed Xue is the eldest son of the county guard, and the other is the young master of the rich merchant in the city.

Xue Renhai has practiced swords since he was a child, but he has not seen him practice for so many years, anyway, according to himself, there is no problem with one person fighting three or five, after the two of them went to the grassland, they could no longer see the trace of the army, but they got lost as they walked, and after a few days, the dry food on his body was eaten, and he almost starved to death on this grassland, and happened to meet this dead fat man who ate people and did not spit out bones, and was blackmailed with a large amount of money before agreeing to take them out, only to find that he had deviated so much from his hometown.

He also recognized Li Wenshuo, snorted coldly, and didn't give a good face, in his eyes, Li Wenshuo was a prodigal who sold his reputation and deceived people with a sword on his back, and that day he even said that he was Shangguan Yu, which was simply an insult to the sword.

Turning to look at the cripple Liu in front of him, he sneered and said, "What a cripple Liu, I really can't see it, why is your leg good again?"

Li Fugui next to him also showed a little vigilance in his eyes, unlike Xue Renhai, in the early years, he followed his father to the north and south, but he had also seen a lot of the world, and he had seen a lot of this kind of murder and wealth with his own eyes.

Liu Cripple also noticed the reaction of the two people, and rolled his eyes, originally he did have such a plan, two fledgling juniors, even if they have some martial arts, there are more means that you have never seen in this world, but it is not something that can be solved by a little higher martial arts.

But now that the other party is a little vigilant, it is not easy to do these things again.

"You two hurry up and eat, and after eating, the money for the meal will be settled, and tomorrow we will part ways." ”

Xue Renhai snorted coldly, his teeth clucked, and said, "Let's go, if you want to go, bring the silver, and send it to the border city, one mile less, you don't even want this silver." ”

The three of them were arguing on the side, Li Wenshuo didn't bother to care, after walking on the grassland for so many days, it was rare to hear a human voice, and now he has seen so many familiar Central Plains buildings, and his mood is also very good.

I picked a place by the window and sat down, looking at the endless flow of people under the window, and the noisy streets were lined with teahouses, taverns, pawnshops, and workshops. There are also many small vendors with large umbrellas in the open spaces on both sides of the street.

Ordered a pot of warm soju, there was a plate of sauced beef on the table, sipping the wine, slightly spicy with a hint of sweetness wafting between the teeth, and a mouthful of secret sauce cow head, it was no worse than the roasted whole sheep on the grassland.

There was a slight confusion in the cacophony of sounds, and the confusion seemed to be at his feet, and he climbed up the stairs to the front of him.

A middle-aged swordsman dressed in a black tights and wearing a black hat that covered half of his cheeks, with a sword in his arms, went upstairs surrounded by a crowd of people.

Surrounded by a few gorgeously dressed boys, there were also more than a dozen men covered in green clothes and gray cloth and with knives on their waists, but for some reason, they were a little embarrassed, and they all had some injuries on their bodies.

With such a large group of people, it's no wonder that Fang Cai was so crowded when he went upstairs.

The shopkeeper was accompanied by a smiling face, shouting one by one, he naturally knew these gentlemen in the city, the one headed by him was named Zhang Bin, don't look at the clothes now, wearing a gorgeous sword at the waist, and looking like a beautiful son, in fact, he is a straw bag with no power to tie the chicken, but he is the only son of the owner of this inverted horse village, and few people dare to offend him after so many years of doing evil.

Looking at the black-clothed knight in front of him, Zhang Bin also had an uncontrollable smile on his face, this is a real master, just a dozen of his own guards, attacked together, but only to see the long sword in the knight's arms out of the sheath, only to see the sword flashing, and after a few back and forth, his own guards fell to the ground.

After asking carefully, he knew that it was the boundary of Qingzhou, and Chu Youyuan, who was called Qingzhou Shuangjie with the flowing water swordsman Qiu Changrong, although he didn't know who this flowing water swordsman Qiu Changrong was, but this head shouted in his mouth and felt that it was a loud one, it was called a domineering, and he lost a smile at the moment, and it can be said that the two did not know each other.

The black-clothed knight was silent, just standing there quietly, influenced by the story of the storyteller, most of the swordsmen on the rivers and lakes now are like this, as if they are not swordsmen if they talk too much.

Chu Youyuan still has some real skills, in terms of swordsmanship alone, he is not weaker than the flowing water swordsman Qiu Changrong, but unfortunately the experience of the rivers and lakes is too bad, although he is disdainful of these gentlemen on weekdays, but at this time, he was praised by the other party for two sentences, and he couldn't help but be a little fluttering.

And Xue Renhai, who was arguing with Liu Cripple on the side, also kept silent, looking at the black-clothed swordsman who was shouted by others one by one, his eyes were also shining, and he looked eager to try.

Zhang Bin glanced at Li Wenshuo, waved his hand, and said, "Let's go, hurry up, why don't you have long eyes, didn't you see that this son is going to drink with Chu Daxia here?"

Hearing this, Chu Youyuan's brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little disgusted with Zhang Bin's actions, but he didn't stop it.

A group of people were looking at the young man in the Confucian shirt under this window, waiting for him to give up his seat.

But Li Wenshuo was holding a wine glass in his hand, and his eyes were still looking out of the window, without the slightest intention of moving.