Chapter 2 Chapter One

Three days ago, it was the hottest time of the year in Fire Weary City, and the commercial road from Qingdu to Hanzhou was only accessible during this hottest season.This famous only passage passes through the city of Yanhuo, extending westward, twisting and winding among the broken ravines in Ningxi, rising layer by layer like steps, rising from the sea level all the way to the Mieyun Pass, which is so high that it reaches the sky. The weather changes from extremely hot to extremely cold on the way, and the road is even more dangerous, like a thin spider's silk coiled among the mountains, which is called "the way to heaven".

It is said that 40% of the 10% of the business travelers who set out from the fire will get lost or freeze, hunger and thirst, or bandits throw their bodies on this spider thread, and among the 60% of the 60% who come back alive, 30% of the people will Or loss of goods due to cattle falling off a cliff, or being exploited too much by customs inspections-as in any time, the number of people who make money is always a small number-even so, for many people, a fight It's better to fight for your life than to die in a filthy, crowded, stinking, rundown, poor, dirty, oppressive, hopeless city.

Although the Wingless people in the lower city of Fire-weary City do not belong to the race that can fly and are closely related to the forest, they have lived in Ningzhou for a long time and have been deeply influenced by the customs of the Yuren. There is a wonderful inductive relationship, so during this month, a long willow tree will be erected at the door of many people in the lower city.They would carve the faces of the people who went out on the willows. If the willows sprouted, it meant that the people who went out were all right; if the willows died, it meant that the people outside also suffered.The merchants of Firehare City call this month the "Lone Tree" month.

There is such a small inn on the road more than ten miles outside the west gate of Fire-weary City, next to the high cliff next to the beach.The inn has no signboard, but there are three huge walrus ivory bones crossed on the lintel. There are no willows in front of the door, but there are more than a dozen blackened javelins. Unbroken, the originally frighteningly sharp spearhead was covered with blue-green copper spots. Although the inn is small, the thick wooden fence encloses a large yard, and three or five locust trees with crooked necks cast shade all over the place.On one side of the yard, there are large stacks of dried fish and meat, each of which is three feet square, but on the other side there are seven or eight tables. When you sit on the long benches, you can see the sparkling light under the cliff.

This is the busiest time in the Dumu month. There are six or seven resting tourists sitting around the table. All of them are in tattered clothes and look haggard. . Ziyanhuo set off with silk, linen, gold and silver vessels, and jewelry, passing through Sanmei River, Tiejian Gorge, Hupi Valley, and Mieyun Pass, until Shuofangyuan, and then brought animal skins, Qingyang soul, gold, It took exactly 30 days for the pig iron to return from the original road.Those who made it back from the thirty-day thrilling journey were the strongest, most vicious, most alert, most cunning, most daring and luckiest traders in Firehare City.

But at this time, someone shouted outside the yard: "Hutou, don't leave the fish outside! The pearl dolphin will be exposed to the sun, and the salt will be separated out, and the taste will become weak, which is not good." Hutou responded, and pushed the door out from the smoky kitchen. He was naked to the waist, wearing a tattered apron, his face was smeared black by soot, and on his armpits and shoulders, he held a single hand. He picked up seven or eight pieces of fish and moved them into the kitchen like a hill. The caller came to the yard in a blink of an eye, kicked the door open with a "Teng" and rushed in: "Hutou, quickly pack the tables and chairs, business is here!" There was a rush of heat, and the flesh on the face squeezed the eyes to a slit, but under the nose was an extremely thick, densely combed black beard.This person is Kulong, the owner of the inn.

Kulong put on a towel, looked around with a smile on his face, wiped his hands on the apron around his waist, looked up at the sun, and went out the door again.His feet are short, and he loves to run. From a distance, he looks like a ball of quicksilver rolling back and forth.Smoke and dust billowed on the road to the west, and it was the arrival of a visitor. The smoke and dust dispersed nearer, revealing a large group of people and horses fighting in chariots.There were two hundred slaves, carrying boxes and cages, driving countless ox carts, and handymen wielding whips rode fast horses to drive these slaves back and forth, until they were so busy that they were sweating. After the ox cart passed by, a group of cavalry in bright armor rushed over, guarding twelve luxurious carriages, each of which was pulled by four black jade-colored horses that were as tall as they were, and all the hooves were plated with gold. , the copper-clad wheels crushed the earth and moaned.

Kulong saw a general surrounded by the cavalry. He was yellow and thin, with two beards as straight as needles. He was wearing a black armor and a silver helmet. There was a tassel on the top of the helmet, like a flagpole, and he looked majestic. .He was wearing a dark green cloak, and a scabbard was exposed from under the cloak, and two pearls were inlaid on the sheath.Although I don't know what the knife is like, these two beads alone are already invaluable. Seeing that there was a golden camellia flower on the banner of the cavalry, one of the guests who came out to watch the excitement behind him said "Oh", and said, "I heard that Shatuoman is in the west, and the Tea Key City is about to be lost. escaped here."

Just as he was speaking, the general jumped off his horse and glared at the crowd.Everyone was overwhelmed by his aura and bowed their heads respectfully.The general swaggered forward, strutted forward to a car, suddenly bent down, showing a flattering expression, and said: "Young master, do you want to get out of the car?" He waved his hand, and two servants in purple brocade quickly stepped forward and bent down in front of the car.A moccasin boot embroidered with a picture of a hundred beasts stretched out from the cart, stepped on their backs, and a young man with a face like a crown jade came down.Although the young man looked a little thin, he had a handsome face, red lips and a white face. He was wearing a silk robe with peacock green silk as the base, white silk trim, and two delicate camellia flowers embroidered on it. The fringe made of silk is spotless despite the fatigue of the journey, and the light green ring on the index finger of the left hand makes the young man's hands as tender and white as green onions.Everyone who saw it couldn't help but praise: what a handsome young man.

The Huang Shou general raised his whip and nodded at the inn, shouting: "Hurry up, hurry up, go and clean up that place." Immediately, more than ten soldiers entered, raised their whips and drove out all the merchants sitting in the yard.The shop assistants hid slowly and took a few whips, and the inn was wiped out in an instant. "Ah, ah, there is gold under the nobleman's feet." Seeing that the customers in the shop were driven away, Ku Long was not angry, so he trotted forward with a smile and asked, "I don't know what the two guest officers want?" "Guest officer?" The general was furious when he heard this address, he stared his eyes as if he had been greatly insulted, "I am a dignified general, call me a guest officer? It's really unreasonable, I want to fight you! Steward Steward, come here, draft me a letter of challenge..."

"Don't, don't," Kulong blinked his eyes innocently, moved his legs out of the way and said, "Don't fight, don't fight, duel is very harmful to the body... The two guests, Take it easy." The young man stepped into the courtyard, pinched his nose with a fragrant white handkerchief, waved his hands, and sat down at a table that looked clean—first, a servant spread a gold velvet cushion on the stool— — "Xiaosi, don't be so busy, the car bumped a lot on this road, I don't want to eat anything, just some refreshments." "Yes, yes." The little fourth general bowed and said, and when he turned around, he got a little taller. He frowned, stared at Kulong suspiciously, and looked up and down: "You are the shopkeeper? Do you have any refreshments here? Hurry up." Quickly fix some fresh and clean ones and send them up." Kulong struggled to push through the crowd, rushed up and said, "Hey, there are, there are, we have everything, look, we have: Zao Liu Shen Xian, Ba Wei Wei Die, You are a Turtle, Fresh Fruit Dragon Boat, Lotus Flower and Hibiscus, You It's bastard, golden hall white jade, oolong spit beads, your old lady dry, almond tofu, eight treasure melon carving... what do you want..." General Xiao Si was confused by the stormy report and didn't understand the mystery inside, so he was stunned for a while before saying: "That's all, the dishes must be clean... the most taboo of our young master is It's not clean..." He paused, staring suspiciously at Kulong's oily and muddy black hands. "Absolutely clean," Kulong assured, patting his oily chest, "I dare not say anything else. When it comes to cleanliness, there is no kitchen in the entire Fire-hating City that dares to compare with our Bingya Inn..." While talking, The young man screamed in surprise, jumped onto the stool, pointed to the air and shouted: "There are bugs!" Sure enough, a black fly flew out from the kitchen, and landed on General Xiaosi's nose with a "pop-chi" sound.It was too late to say it, and it was so fast, Kulong pulled the towel from his shoulders, and slapped General Xiao Si on the face with a slap, and stretched his other hand back, as fast as lightning, and knocked the victim unconscious fly caught in hand. "It's not a bug, it's a domestic fly," Kulong explained sheepishly, "The buddy didn't take care of it and let the pet out." General Xiaosi was dazzled by the towel. He sniffled his nose in disbelief, looked around, but couldn't find the fly, and exploded: "You still say your place is clean? It's so big. The bugs..." Kulong patiently corrected him and said, "Flies." Xiaosi yelled and insisted: "...such a big bug, it dazzled my eyes! Don't think I didn't see it, your place is not clean—I hate people lying to me—you Believe it or not, if it was ten years ago, I would have stabbed you to death!" Seeing him gesturing to pull out the jeweled knife, Kulong nodded quickly like a chick pecking at rice. "Trust me, believe me." He said, retreating to a safe distance like a snake in the blink of an eye. The general strode back and forth twice in the courtyard, looking around for suspicious things. He kicked the pile of tiger heads that hadn't been removed, and found that they were piles of fish. A group of bugs or flies flew straight into his face and eyes.He shouted like thunder: "I don't want to eat such a dirty thing. The store——" "Here." Kulong rolled in front of him like a ball. "Get out of here, I don't want to see you again!" The general choked up and shouted, turned the owner of the shop in a different direction, and pushed him away. Kulong sighed, said "harmony makes money" and walked out, looked at General Xiao Si with concern and said, "Guest officer, you seem to be crying." "You don't have to worry about it." Xiaosi wiped his face and said, "We will do it ourselves." He beckoned to four or five people dressed as housekeepers, and ordered: "Young master said, keep it simple." With this order, the cages on hundreds of ox carts were immediately opened, and the servants circulated back and forth like hubs. In a blink of an eye, green umbrellas were set up in the courtyard, and a purple curtain embroidered with golden dragons was surrounded by a large purple curtain. The fruit plate Liu Shui Jie brought up, filled seven tables in an instant, and even piled up on the ground, stunned the travelers and business travelers.Twelve musicians with long robes and wide sleeves ran forward stumblingly, knelt in the dust and stretched their posture, and the sound of silk and bamboo was loud.Afterwards, another twenty servants in green clothes came forward quickly, and even brought a spatula, bricks and wood, and set up eight marching pots and stoves on the spot. They couldn't find any firewood, so they dismantled the seven or eight zhang long wooden planks. The fence was cut into small strips, and another sixteen boys used fence wood to light a fire under the pot, and eight cooks put in the oil, poured the clear spring water from Qingding Mountain, and cooked the vegetables. The courtyard is full of fragrance. The eight cooks are all famous chefs in the palace of Chayao City. At this time, they are working hard, grilling, frying, frying, roasting, and roasting. Furong oysters are made from pearl oysters from Bingjing Lake in Mingcheng, honeydewed venison is made from red venison from the dry spring forest outside Hengyu City, and walnut embroidered pythons are made from giant pythons from Qingji Mountain. Quail from Gupai Mountain and abalone from Taoyuan Sea compete with snipe and clam. The general kicked a butler into a fight: "What do you eat? How can the best Jiabi wine not be served with ice cubes, why don't you go get them." The butler got up from the ground, and said with a bitter face, "We used to have ice jugs in our car to keep our wine still, but it was knocked over on the road just now, and all the wine we kept was spilled." "Then go knock some more ice to town. Do you want me to teach you?" General Xiaosi raised his foot to kick, but the butler rolled away, and hurriedly called his servants to take an ox cart far away. Pulled up. It turned out that the bullock cart was actually loaded with thick cotton wool and sawdust, and there were huge crystal clear ice cubes inside.At that moment, more than ten servants in green clothes chopped off six or seven barrels of crushed ice with long silver axes, sent them to the courtyard, spread them around, and put two small barrels of wine in the crushed ice.It was the midsummer day at this time, but in the blink of an eye, this small inn became full of ice and snow, and the coolness was deep. The little fourth general frowned and looked around at everything he had just made. The eight side dishes were examined and examined again and again with extremely harsh eyes. He only chose four of them, and then tried his best to smile at Mr. Tea Key with a grin. Said: "This kind of small place can only make do with it—Young master, take it easy." Kulong has been doing nothing since he was kicked out of the hospital. He doesn't mind if people dig holes and bury stoves in his yard, and he doesn't get angry when people tear down his wooden fence. .When the courtyard was full of fragrance, the eight cooks bowed their hands and retreated, and another four silk-clothed maidservants brought the dishes to the table, and arranged the jade chopsticks, golden jue, and glazed bowls and dishes. Kulong squeezed into the crowd of spectators, stretched his neck to look at the four dishes, then strode forward suddenly, and kicked the table over.The pottery pieces of soup splashed in all directions, splashing all the people around the table. General Xiaosi was furious, jumped up, and pulled out the shining jeweled knife at Kulong with a swipe. one of two When everyone in the Bingya Inn drew their swords to each other, Qing Luo was drinking his camel by a well in Yanhuo City.It was the hottest season in Ningzhou, and the entire Fire-Worried City was scorching hot like a blacksmith's workshop under the sun. Qing Luo stood for a while, and felt that his hair was dry and curly, with blue smoke still rising from it. "This is the weather," he muttered, splashing a ladle of water on the ground, and the hot steam rushed up with a smell of earth, making the bottles and utensils in the pack on the camel's back jingle.He threw the ladle into the sink made of bluestone, and when he straightened up, he bumped into a pair of green cat's eyes. "Your camel is so beautiful," she said as she rode on the fence, swinging her legs back and forth like a drum.At a glance, this girl is young and old, and she belongs to the kind of ignorant but impetuous girl, just like the shallow saucer used by Ningzhou people to drink, Qing Luo felt that he could see through all her cunning at a glance and those innocuous tricks.This kind of superficiality and innocence made him quickly fall in love with this naughty girl who looked like a cat—probably this is also the mind of all the men who saw Lu Wu for the first time. She was sitting there with a smile on her face, wearing a light green jacket with narrow sleeves and a light and fluffy gauze dress, the belt around her waist was thin and narrow, her feet looked too small and lonely, Stepping on the well wheel wrapped with a thick rope, it always steps back and forth restlessly, just like the tail tip of a kitten's butt that is always twisting and turning. Perhaps because the sun is too bright, her shadow is faint, as light as the fragrance floating on the thatched roof. Qing Luo grinned at her.Immediately, I felt a pile of dust in my mouth.For some reason, the mischievous smile she replied to him brought him a refreshing feeling. "It's so tall and so white, doesn't it eat a lot every day?" "Well... it's a camel," Qing Luo replied, "it can go without food or drink for thirty or forty days, but once it eats, it's like crazy, and fifty strong men can't hold it back. I used to I once raised a camel, and I love cakes made of red pepper, spices and white flour, and I can eat more than 200 cakes in one sitting." "Oh, more than two hundred," the girl screamed, looked at him with envious eyes and said, "I don't know if I can afford it." Qing Luo smiled at her, showing all his white teeth.Their barbarians have good teeth, and they need this kind of steel teeth that seem to be able to gnaw on stones when they are nomadic in the grasslands. He still likes to laugh, and he also likes those who love to laugh, but since he entered Firehance City, he has never seen a smiling face again.Maybe it was because the weather was too hot, everyone he met was like a log, they stood under the shadow of every sesame seed he could find, and poked there in a daze.They stick their feet to the ground as much as possible, as if they want to dig deep into the ground like trees to absorb the momentary shade. Before entering the city, in the inn outside the city, he met a boy who smiled at him, but the little guy looked ragged, with his legs lying flat on the stool, showing the worn out soles of his shoes, he must have been an outsider. Can't count.So at this moment when he saw the girl's smile, he felt a lot more relaxed.He thought, huh, so the people in Firehate City are not as scary as the legends say, they can still laugh—and they laugh really nicely. "I can only afford one cat now," said the girl.A cat with its tail raised high suddenly appeared on her shoulder as if it had fallen from the sky.It shrugged the fur on its back and endured her intimate gesture of patting it on the head. At the same time, it squinted its big yellow eyes and stared fiercely at the man full of wild grass in front of him. His beard was standing upright, and he looked like he would risk his life at any time. The way he pounced.That way was warning him that if he dared to imitate the girl and pat it on the head, he would have to consider extremely serious consequences. After Qing Luo finished drinking the camel, he took out a long horn comb from the package to brush the camel's hair. The girl laughed, and her laughter pierced through the sultry, frozen city like a flock of flying pigeons. The weather is finally starting to cool down. The setting sun turned a strange orange through the flying dust.Dust slowly fell from the pale blue sky and fell back onto the earthy roads, green trees and black bushes.Fireweary City seemed to come to life, and something began to squirm on the street corners. It was some pedestrians and residents who took advantage of the heat and came out to move around, as if they had finally recovered their human nature from their vegetative state. God also came alive, Qing Luo felt two gusts of wind passing through his side, blowing up his clothes, very pleasant.He threw down the brush, excitedly raised his head in the direction of the wind and let out a loud shout. The howling sound was as ferocious as a male wolf howling in the moonlight, and it spread far away. Several people on the side of the road looked back at him, and Qing Luo also looked back strangely.In their place, when they were happy, they would shout a few times to the vast and boundless land until their voices became hoarse and their mouths burst into blood. , In these winding alleys, it is indeed a bit out of place. Qing Luo shook his head in embarrassment, and lowered his head to pick up the comb. The girl seemed to be taken aback by his cry, she couldn't help laughing again when she saw his embarrassing expression.Qing Luo didn't see her smile, otherwise he would find it was a teasing look. "Did you just come here?" she said, watching him comb the white hair of the ginkgo.The cat squatted on her shoulder, meowed, and agreed with her reasoning, while watching the white hairs fluttering in the wind vigilantly brushed off from Ginkgo Peel. Ginkgo was served comfortably and tightly. With its eyes closed, it slowly moved its thick jaw from side to side, chewing some imaginary ghost food. She held back her laugh, and solemnly said to him like an adult: "There are a lot of bad people here. You come alone—are you not afraid?" "No way," Qing Luo said, stopping the comb in his hand hesitantly, "They said that there are still many good people outside." The girl quickly interrupted him: "They lied to you. How do you know who is a good person or a bad person—for example, hey, look, do you think this person is a good person or a bad person—" Qing Luo raised his head and looked at the person she was pointing at. It was an old man with a white beard in a blue shirt, with two pieces of white gauze on his shoulder, and two iron bars hanging in front of the shoulder pole. He was obviously a seller of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes. Ordinary dealer.The burden bent his back like a mountain road, and now he was walking staggeringly, fearing that a gust of wind would knock him down. He laughed out loud: "Of course he is a good man. Needless to say, I don't think he would know how to use a knife even if he was handed it." "Like this, like that, and there, like that?" His eyes followed her slender fingers one by one, and he saw a middle-aged man selling sour plum soup shaking two cymbals with a sad face, a thin and thin blind man playing the Sanxian and singing the background tune, a tired and pushing A thin man with a cart doing small business, a strong man who took off his white coat and threw it on his shoulders to carry a big man... "Of course he's a good man, of course he's a good man, of course he's a good man..." He answered in succession. "Like this." The girl pointed to a man walking towards them on the long street. "certainly……" "Hey!" The big man roared at them, interrupting his speech. Only then did Qing Luo see clearly that the guy who was walking towards him was tall and burly, he was wearing chain mail all over his body, his belt was jingling, and it was full of scary-looking short-handled weapons, and there was a knife sticking out of his back. Take a long tomahawk. Qing Luo was a little dazed.He stared straight at the thick man, his mind kept spinning, but he didn't understand anything. He watched the big man put two fingers into his mouth and whistled sharply. Immediately, there was the sound of people shouting and neighing, the sound of weapons clashing, and the sound of heavy footsteps running in armor, surrounded him from all directions.The residents of the fire-hating city who were still crowded on the street just now were used to this situation, and they all left in the blink of an eye. One C Early this morning, Mo Tong, the old Heluo Qianlan, was woken up by two crows vying for dead mice on the eaves. He got up from the hammock annoyed, and scratched the back of his head with few hairs left. Leng.Sunlight pierced through the yellow dust, unobstructed and unobstructed through the window without sills and into the empty room, without any early morning coolness. The girl jumped down the sill, but she had no intention of leaving.Instead, she sat cross-legged next to him, watching his every move of his bristles with rapt attention: "It looks so good." "Every camel has its faults." Qing Luo blinked, seeing her sitting down on the dusty ground without even brushing, she couldn't help being a little surprised, but on the grassland they were all the same. In this way, this made him feel that the little girl was getting closer, "This is our proverb. For example, the ginkgo peel can't touch wine. If it smells a little bit of wine, it looks like it's soaring, don't you?" See..." He grimaced, pretending to be disgusted. Being woken up by crows early in the morning is of course not a good thing. Mo Tong regretted not putting a cat on the big pagoda tree in the yard, but he never figured out whether it was the birds chirping loudly, or the seductive cat that was hooked could meow. It should be more melodious. There was no water in the tank, he put on a waistcoat and picked up the bucket, just as he opened the door, he saw Wang Huo who was at the opposite door hurriedly let go and threw away the copper basin in his hand. With a bang, the door was shut tightly. He was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had a sudden stroke and his jaw was crooked, so his hideous appearance frightened his neighbors?Then he turned his head and saw Luwu in green clothes crossing the dusty road, walking over proudly, and at her feet was a cat that was also proudly wagging its tail. "I knew it." Old Heluo muttered, picked up the bucket and retreated into the yard, closed the door like lightning with a quick movement that was not commensurate with his age, and fastened two extra thick latches. Anyway, there was still half a basin of water in the basin, he thought about it, and he was ready to freshen up - there is no important appointment today, right?Contrary to the extreme simplicity and emptiness of the house, his yard is full of dilapidated sundries: some strangely shaped utensils, some amazingly shaped furniture, six or seven wooden puppets piled up in the corner with missing arms and legs, a handful of small There was an empty scabbard that couldn't hold a toothpick, and a small four-wheeled cart turned upside down on the ground, its four wheels whirling in the warm air. The branches of the big locust tree caught countless shrunken sun images, shaking non-stop on Mo Tong's head.He brushed his teeth, rinsed his mouth, washed his face, shaved his beard, and smoothed out his hair with a small half basin of water. Suddenly, his hands stopped in the air above his head. He stood there and listened quietly. There was no strange sound around him, only countless small flying insects were flying very close to the ground, and thousands of fluttering wings made a low humming sound.There was no alarm and no abnormal smell, but the little old man knew that something had changed, and a threat was slowly approaching.When he lowered his head in a daze, he saw a small bag slowly bulging on the ground beside his feet, and then a black spider waving its big pincers jumped up from the ground.The spider looked surprisingly big, standing there licking its front paws, turning its small head around, and seemed a little surprised how it came to this place. In deep thought, Mo Tong trampled the poisonous spider to death. Then, he raised his head, his thoughts were all on the spider, but he said to the tree with a sincere face: "You have been squatting there for more than half the night, why don't you come in and sit?" One of Ding Earlier in the day, two Yuren children were walking on the road to the Fire-hating City on the Dengtian Road.Their clothes were ragged, their shoes were torn, and their faces were so dusty that they could barely see their true colors.These two people are Fengxingyun and Yushang who traveled long distances from Tieya Village. Their homeland was destroyed by barbarian swords and fire. (For the story, see "Kyushu·Wind Rise and Cloud Fall·Wind Rise") Feather Demon Cliff was originally on the east side of Fire-weary City, but they missed two forks and took a wrong detour, and ended up going straight to the west gate. This is the busiest time of day on Dengtian Road, and the section of the road near the Fire-weary City is crowded with vehicles and horses, people and animals mixed together.Strings of camels moved the mountains of goods on their backs, the twist-horn bulls rolled their eyes blankly and dragged the unbearable load, and the mules with swollen knees lowered their heads and moved in slow motion, smashing all the way. The next two columns are big beads of sweat.Walking on both sides are those who have returned from hell. Feng Xingyun pulled Yushang and was rushed to the side of the road by these terrifying teams, and the stones that were loosened by them rolled down the cliff along the swaying grass blades by the roadside. On such a road, they suddenly heard a sudden sound of horseshoes, followed by a commotion and a cloud of dust.All the men tightened the reins of the animals and looked back in amazement. The group of people appeared, they lowered their heads on their horses and ran with all their strength, their long leather whips slammed on the backs of those stupid traders and mules who were still stunned in the middle of the road. Like a gust of wind blowing away the floating blades of grass on the surface of the dirty water, it forced its way through this crowded group of animals and wagons. Feng Xingyun grasped Yuchang's hand tightly, and he saw those arms raised high, the sweat beads falling in the warm air through the gap between people; I saw a female warrior wearing a tunic sitting on a black-maned horse. The red cloak fluttered in the wind like a flag, revealing the golden armor that was as dazzling as the sun below. She flitted in front of the young man, casting a bright and clean face like a pearl in his ignorant dark heart. Yu Chang pinched his arm, and he woke up suddenly, and found himself surrounded by a large cloud of dust.They huddled in the dust and coughed for a while before recovering, but when they looked up, they saw the small group of cavalry catching up with a large group of richly decorated convoys.They didn't pass by the side of the convoy, but they collided with the mounts of the guards guarding the convoy, kicking up large chunks of mud. "Come on, let's go and see what's going on." Feng Xingyun said, he took Yu Chang's hand and climbed to the top of a small hill. The place was already crowded with piles of traffickers, and they all stood there watching the excitement . The two teams glared at each other, and it was obvious that they had known each other for a long time.The gang first spat at each other, threw mud, yelled and cursed loudly, and then began to wrestle.There were a lot of people in the convoy, and they surrounded them with long sticks, but the people in the later cavalry were much more aggressive, whistled at each other, rushed straight into the crowd, and beat them condescendingly with long whips and knife handles, With fewer enemies, there is no fear. Feng Xingyun stood on the hill and watched the fight for a while, but then his eyes slipped to the female rider in golden armor.The girl was still young, but she was proud and general, watching the melee by the roadside calmly, the hem of the red cloak was dancing in the wind beside her legs.He was fascinated by the blue pattern under her neck... He just stared at her blankly, but didn't realize that Yu Chang was also looking at his side face.The Yuren girl seemed to see something in his gaze, she sighed, and gently let go of his hand. Among the people who came with the female rider, there were three or five riders guarding her and standing on the side of the road. Occasionally, three or two people wrestled and bumped into this side, and the big man next to the girl drove them away. After a gang fight, seeing that the soldiers of the big convoy suffered a lot, two cars were thrown over, and the jugs and fruits in the car were scattered all over the floor.Amidst the commotion, there was a guy with a silver helmet and black armor riding a thin and wobbly horse to drive away from the crowd, rushed to the front, and shouted at the girl in the golden armor with his fingers: "Yeah!" Bah~~ What kind of people are you guys, you dare to run amok in the official way and beat the officials, it's the opposite!" The guy had a gun tassel standing high on his helmet, and he looked very imposing. At this moment, he stroked his mustache and shouted vigorously. The bald tail of the lean sorrel horse sitting under him Dancing briskly in the sun. A big man guarding the girl on the other side sneered and said, "Unfortunately, you are an official and we are also officials. It's not certain who is against us." "Wow," General Xiaosi yelled, "You really have the guts to argue with this general... Could it be that you still want to fight me?" Feng Xingyun saw the girl sitting on the black horse with her shoulders straight, and cast a sidelong glance at Xiaosi General, and said, "It turns out that King Cha Key's family is so rough and doesn't understand the rules." She raised her head proudly, and said to Xiaosi : "Listen well, I am the daughter of Yun Mengsheng, the lord of Nanyao City, Yunhun, the Huyun Mengsheng. The guard on the upper right of Yunhun's military vehicle is hereditary from the second-rank founder of Nanyao Xunyun Peichan. Want to challenge me? Find someone to challenge me first." , and then go to Qingdutai Pavilion to find Shang Shupu to shoot and report for approval, if you are qualified, I will naturally kill you with my own hands—a guy who doesn’t understand the rules.” Her voice was both wild and melodious, and it swayed into the crowded room. On the way to heaven with countless spectators. Xiaosi scratched his head embarrassingly, blushed half of his face and said: "Aha, so there are so many procedures in the duel——Sorry, I just upgraded, and I haven't figured it out yet. Excuse me." He turned the horse around Head, hurried away.Feng Xingyun heard him shout angrily along the way: "Butler, butler, come here, give me a secretary, and help me write the letter of war—" Amidst the laughter around him, Feng Xingyun suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling, like a thorn in his back.He raised his head, and found that the sky was covered with a layer of thick rain clouds at some point. On top of the dark and heavy clouds, Yinchi, the huge star that is least visible in daily life, was actually shining brightly. With a dark blue light. He was still there in a daze, Yu Chang tugged his sleeves calmly, he looked around in astonishment, and saw a few people in green robes sneaking around in the crowd, they squeezed through the crowd, put them on, and acted It's so unobtrusive, like a pike swimming in blue water. They formed an irregular semicircle among the crowd, with their arms spread low. The blue robes moved without wind, and the green silk thread embroidered on them seemed to be rippling.For a moment, the moisture in the air was so heavy that it pressed the eardrums. Feng Xingyun suddenly understood—their target was the girl in the golden armor.Without any reason, he has already shouted: "Be careful!" Yu Chang didn't have time to cover his mouth, so he dragged him, and hid in the crowd with him. The guard who was guarding the young guard was the first to turn his head, and then all the people who were fighting stopped.The horse tucked its tail tightly and stood firmly on the muddy ground with all four feet.People turned their heads to look at the hill amidst the dust.现在，再愚笨的人也能察觉到四周的空气中蕴涵着的重大威胁，空气里的每一点点水分仿佛都在以一种邪恶的频率振动着。 一之戊 “来不及了。”风行云清清楚楚地听到一名青袍巫师冷笑着说。 这四名青袍人从人群中跳入半空，就如梭鱼蹿出水面。他们在空中交盘双腿，双手向前箕张，仿佛四个凝固的剪影，从他们围合成的半圆形俯瞰下去，正将南药城的金甲少女及卫护一行包围在内。 在这个虚拟的穹顶之下，水气凝结成朦胧的云影，剧烈地翻腾着。云影之间仿佛现出了一只巨大的蟾蜍，一双鼓突的大眼瞪着下方，它投下的阴影覆盖了整个圆形的区域。 在它的阴影笼罩下，那名金甲少女的所有护卫脸上都是一变。现在每个人都能听到那朵蟾蜍状的云中搅动的水柱发出的嗡嗡声响。 “雨之戟。”他们喃喃地道，不由自主地伸手去摸腰上的刀柄。 只见那少女脸色也是一变，喝道：“不得令，谁敢拔刀？把刀放下！”那些护卫像被火烫一样把手从腰上缩了回去。他们的马儿在不安地倒腾着脚步。外围还着数百名混杂在一起的敌对兵丁，距离近到他们的盔甲的铜饰上已蒙上了一层对方呼出的白气，近到马儿那肥厚嘴唇中流下的唾液耷拉到自己的脚上。然而此刻他们没有去关注这些问题，所有的人都抬着头一瞬也不瞬地紧盯着那片波动的云。 他们停住手脚，将棍子一端顶在对面的人肚子上，或者将刀柄悬在那人的天灵盖上，仿佛是谁施展了一个大范围的岁正冰冻秘术，让他们无法动弹。南药城的人是带着种不敢相信和愤怒的表情，而茶钥城的人则是惊疑中带着点胆怯。 二百年来，南药茶钥争斗不断，不乏出个三五条人命的事，然而这次的意味完全不同。那是四名印池高手联手才能施展出的必杀术，而他们的目标是南药城的城主云魂之虎云猛胜的女儿。 这一击出手后，他们将永远无法再后退，只有血和刀能解决他们的问题——雨水击打下来，南药和茶钥的冲突就将摆上青都银乌鬼王的桌面，再也无法收拾。 他们真的要下这个手吗？ 金甲少女在那片云的阴影下冷笑了一下。 几乎在她嘴角一翘的同时，那箕张着仿佛凝固不动的八只手同时往外一扬，大喊了一声：“极！” 雨水组成的万千细丝刺破云幕，如同万千利箭喷薄而下。在那一刹那，云破日出，金灿灿的阳光从云的缝隙中投射下来，照射在那些水箭上，让它们带上闪闪的锐利寒光，也让所有的人心头缩紧，觉得身处冰窟。 也几乎就在同一刹那，那名少女“刷”的一声，弯刀出鞘。随着“啪”的一声大响，她身上的红色斗篷向后展开，宛如铁片一样振动。 风行云情不自禁地眯上了双眼，他从没有见过的灿烂光芒自那女孩的刀鞘中跃出，割裂了空气。他看见随着那少女的刀在空中划出的弧线，一道近乎银白色的半月形气旋盘旋而出，撞击得水滴珠玉般叮当作响。 半月形气旋割过雨幕，把利箭一样的雨丝切成两段，撞击得四处乱飞。它余势未歇，冲出半圆之后，“波”的一声裂成了四道撞向青袍人。 只有为数不多的几根雨丝透过刀风落了下来，把地上射出了星星点点的黑窟窿，有那么三五道雨箭射在了护卫的身上，立时沁出血花来，但那些大汉依旧标枪一样坐在马背上一动不动。 云裴蝉回头看看刚才叫“小心”的人，却发现那只是名衣裳破旧的少年。她看见他肩膀上露出一点绿色的弓梢，于是嘴角又往上翘了翘，那看上去像是种轻蔑的笑.这个笑就像枚小小的蜂蛰，刺痛了风行云。她“叮”的一声，收起了刀。 混杂在人群里的印池术士已经倒下了三个，鲜血从他们的胸膛中流出，浸透了大地。却另有一名印池术士退在一旁。他的个子又长又高，便好似一根长竹竿，蜡黄枯瘦的脸如同死皮一样没有半点表情，眉心处却有一颗方形的黑痣。“好身手。”他冲那少女点了点头赞道，然后又突然回过头来，呲出黄色的牙冲风行云笑了那么一笑。“好小子。”他说，也不理会倒在地上的同伴，转身走出人群，大踏步而去，只在地上留下两行血脚印。 云裴蝉也不拦他，眼光一转，却转到了还站在那边厢的小四身上。 小四吓了一跳，后退了三两步，喊道：“管家，管家！来人啊，来人……” 那少女将军抿嘴一笑，扬鞭喝道：“别理他们了，我们自己走。” 南药城的家将兵丁收起兵刃，脸上都是笑颜，随即跃马大叫，扬尘而去。转眼道上只剩下满脸沮丧之气的茶钥家兵。 “管家管家！”小四咕咕叽叽地嚷道，望着满地狼藉，仿佛一时有些迷糊，不知道该做些什么好。 一之己 风行云他们甩开登天道上的一团混乱，大步前行。风和尘土那么的大，所以等他们出现在厌火城西门外一处挨着海滩的悬崖旁时，看上去就像两名肮脏的小乞丐。 厌火城就在他们的前方脚下，它横躺在那里，躺在迷雾缭绕的海岸边。充满皱褶的黑色肌理上，随风摆动着红黑两色的风向袋和旗子。它看上去就像一条船——一条即将解开缆绳，尚未完全打开风帆的船。 终于走近了这座无数次在清晨的曦光和傍晚的云霭中遥望过的地方，不知道为什么，风行云突然有点胆怯起来。 “我们在这歇会儿吧。”他说。他们所处的路旁正有这么一座客栈，它为即将启程的旅人提供壮胆的烈酒，为匆匆而过的过客提供歇脚的地方，为近乡情怯的归人提供一个沉静地重温记忆的场所。 它躲藏在杂乱的树丛中，门前插着十余杆发黑的标枪，院子里是三棵槐树，槐树后面是三棵杏树，错落有致，仿佛深有用意；边上是一座二层的房子，底层窗户中透出了黄色灯光，歪歪斜斜的门楣上交叉搭着三支巨大的海象牙骨，粗陋雕刻出来的酒盏形状表明这是一家酒馆，但上面没有名字，大量堆积的破桌椅碎片喝醉酒似的依靠在山墙上，仿佛这儿经历过无数次的打斗。 羽裳进门去买点食物，而风行云就在院外的树阴下坐下，他摸着自己脖子上挂着的铁指环，心在一下一下地跳动着。他的目光离不开那座传奇的城市，他的目光偶尔会越过城市看到东面的洄鲸湾，在水面上大片跳跃的阳光让他无法看到更远，但他知道海的那边是羽妖陡崖。 他微笑起来，想起自己在那些悬崖上跳上跳下的日子，想起向瓦琊在山顶上手忙脚乱地收拢着他们的羊，想起溪水里拥挤着姑娘，嘻嘻哈哈地嘲笑着每一个人。那种日子一去不复返了，在那一刻，他的心突然极度紧缩起来——仿佛是他做出的选择，改变了这一切。 越过那条河，就会给村里带来灾祸。村里的长老早这么说过。而他不但越过了那道界限，还进入了蓝媚林。 真的是他带来了灾祸，改变了所有这一切吗？ 客栈的门吱吱嘎嘎地响个不停，此刻正是它生意好的时候，风行云发现在这里出入的人都是些头发虬结，有着狼一样目光的粗鲁汉子，他们的衣服或光鲜或破旧，但那不妨碍他们在各自的腰里别上明晃晃的匕首和短刀；他们吞云吐雾，出言不逊，看上去绝非善类。他们每个人经过的时候，仿佛都在不怀好意地盯着他。这些景象让他更加没有把握，如果有再次选择的机会，他会选择这条路吗？ 白晃晃的道上又扬起一道尘土，那儿来了一匹白骆驼，带着斑点的驼峰之间，是流苏闪亮的绣花鞍垫。骆驼上坐着一位年轻小伙子。 “小兄弟，”看到风行云后，他拉住骆驼问道，“这儿到厌火城还有多远？这儿有位叫露陌的人吗？我在找一位叫露陌的女孩。” 风行云摇了摇头，给了他一个抱歉的笑容。 那小伙子高高地骑在骆驼上，在显露出一点失望之前先冲他笑了，露出一口白得发蓝的牙齿。风行云看到他的脖子上有一块圆形的玉，在一根黑色的绳子上晃荡。 那小伙子的笑容仿佛一阵无拘无束的风，驱散所有不快的阴云，在那些云没来得及再次收拢之前，他就大喊一声，猛踢了一下骆驼的脊背，驾着它跑远了。 “哎——哟。”一个人影闪出门来喊道，吓了风行云一跳。那是名个子矮小的肥胖老头，套着件早已看不出颜色的围裙。他乐呵呵地冲风行云说：“蹲这干啥呢，远来都是客，来了就到里面坐会儿吧？” “不用了，”风行云脸色一红，“我们还赶路呢。” 羽裳正好出门，手里提着个油纸包。那老头针一样的小眼睛在他们满是尘土的身上滴溜溜一转，又在他脖子上挂着的指环上停留了一会，乐呵呵地说：“你们等着。” 他飞快地退入门洞中，眨眼工夫又冒出来，娴熟的动作就犹如一只巨大的仓鼠。他又给羽裳手上加了一包干腊肉。“自己熏的，好吃得很，”他吧唧着嘴，挤了挤眼睛说：“第一次来厌火城吧——这儿比你想象得更好，也比你想象得更糟糕——有什么大麻烦，你就到长生路找铁爷，报我苦龙的名字。” “啧啧。”他伸出一根手指指了指风行云的指环，“这东西可是少见得很，你还是把它藏好吧。” 没等风行云道谢，胖老板已经一溜烟跑走了，他一路跑着喊道：“虎头，跟你说了多少次了，不要把鱼干放在屋顶上晒，楼板会塌的——”话音未落，那边已经传来了“轰隆”一声大响，碎片尘烟乱飞。 “啊，鱼干原来有那么重吗？”风行云不解地说。 一位站在旁边的客人“呸”的一声，吐出了根牙签。他歪斜着眼看着他们说：“不是鱼肉重，是虎头有那么重。”那条汉子长手大脚，穿着粗陋的衣服，帽子上轻佻地插了根鹰羽，灰黑色发卷的头发说明了他也不是羽人。他鬼鬼祟祟地偷笑着，冲羽裳抛着媚眼。 不知道为什么，风行云不再觉得这些人可怕了。这些粗陋的，肮脏的，满身臭气的无翼民身上隐藏着一种令人亲切的东西，比那些衣着光鲜满身香气的公子或者将军表现出来的要亲切得多。 他不再害怕，他不再担心将要前往的地方会有什么发生，那位胖老板的笑容和刚才那位白骆驼骑手无拘无束的笑容给了他新的力量。 羽裳正在看着他。 “好了，我们走吧。”他说，挺起了胸膛。那一大队人数众多车马华丽的队伍，正从他们的来路拥拥挤挤地走过来。 在拉着羽裳的手离开这儿的时候，风行云可不知道，这座看上去令人亲切异常的客栈中，即将有一场龙争虎斗。