Sealing Knife

Looking at this, Ye Fusheng suddenly felt cold behind.

Like a frog stared at by a snake, it was creepy, but it was fleeting. When I looked at it again, the man's smile was warm and windy, and there was no cloudiness.

Ye Fusheng has always had a good memory and observed carefully, so he is sure that he has never seen this face, but only the face.

To this person, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he couldn't grasp the clue for a while.

He was stunned, and the man asked again with a good temper: "What is your comment?"

Ye Fusheng returned to God and said, "Because he got his wish."

The battlefield on the painting has a kind of intense and extreme pain. The bone is broken and broken, as if it has been beaten by the wind and rain after a thousand knives, but it leans on the back of the burnt bluestone, breaking down the last bright color on this battlefield. , Also took away the last glow of this side of the earth.

The safflower and white bones are extremely bright, and are the moment of integration of life and death.

It should go away with a long smile, without regret.

Chu Xi picked out the dry food, and the old man wiped his hands with a handkerchief. Then he wrapped them one by one with oil paper. After hesitating for a while, he said to this side: "This son, the old is about to be amortized, you ... ... sitting here all afternoon, isn't it ... "

The conversation was interrupted, and the man was not annoyed. He handed out a piece of silver and said, "I have packed this table and chairs tonight. The elderly don't have to wait for me, just go home."

The silver he gave was more than enough to buy two good golden linden wood tables. The old man froze for a moment, took the silver tremblingly, took a bite, and said, "Good, good, good! Do n’t disturb, son, you ’re free! Hey! "

With that said, he piled the collected things on the cart in a random way, not walking like an old man. Ye Fusheng watched him go away, and then withdrew his gaze, and asked with a smile: "What do you call this son?"

"Mu Yanan." The man rested his pen and invited him to sit down and smiled gently. "The two don't look like local people."

Ye Fusheng didn't have a bone to lean on Chu Xiwei's body: "When I traveled here, I just wanted to gain insights, but looking at the appearance of Brother Yan An, it seems that I'm also a fellow."

Mu Yanan smiled lightly: "Since it's travel, what good place can I find?"

Ye Fusheng sighed: "After a long day in the neighborhood, I see nothing strange. I'm afraid I have to come and go away."

"In recent years, the border wars have been tight, and these border towns have gradually grown up and down. It is indeed not uncommon, but ..." Mu Yanan only supported his cheek. "If the two do n’t feel the pain of abandoning the meal and drinking dew, then this There's still a place nearby to watch. "

Chu Xiwei said: "Where?"

"Do not hide the two. In the coming times, it is a legend directed at this place." Mu Yanan tapped the table with one hand. "Have you seen the crowd of crows in this city?"

"Naturally I saw it."

"Crows eat rot and eat fun, and it is not uncommon in this place that has been affected by the war, but the crows in this general town enter the city at sunrise and return to the mountain after night. They do not move south in autumn and winter. They would rather freeze to death. Do n’t leave this general town for fifty miles. ”Mu Yanan talked eloquently, as if he were talking about an immersive past, which made the listener look vivid.“ But forty-five years ago, there was no such strange thing. ... "

Forty-five years ago, it was still "Baishui Town", and that river was also called "Baishui River". At that time, the war in Beiman was not much affected. Because it was far from heaven and close to northern Xinjiang, it became a place for communication with foreigners. Although it is not how prosperous, it is also a logistics distribution center. It is not as dismal as it is now. .

Until the fall of that year, when the high ancestors collapsed, the first emperor's method was no better than that of his father. In order to win the cooperation in the town, a barbarian pretended to be a merchant and stole into Baishui Town, and poisoned the grain and grass sent to the border.

Therefore, as the tremendous throat of Northern Xinjiang, the city gate was opened, the defender was martyred, and the people in the whole city survived in ten steps. The soldiers were blood-splattered, and even the prisoners failed to survive.

The leader of the chaotic army drove straight in, and then took two more mountains to win the town of Baishui. Since then, the country has been opened, and the soldiers are not far away from Tianjing.

In the face of the national crisis, the first emperor sent a large army to fight against the enemy, and on the other hand, he issued thirteen orders in order to recruit the world's righteous soldiers to help North Xinjiang. At that time, people with lofty ideals in the two martial arts Zhengxie, put down their grudges for the time being, and went to the north with the army, cooperated with the people in Baishui Town, and fought along the river.

Some people die, some people retreat, and even the main general has changed for three or four terms due to the death. At the last moment, it turned out to be a river and lake that had become a deputy coach.

Na Jiang Hu Cao Mang had no power, but he was well-known in the martial arts. With his martial arts, he once intersected with the prime minister Ruan Qingxing in trouble. At that critical juncture, the prime minister asked the first emperor to help him by his side. The coach resisted the enemy, and no one in the army refused to accept it.

The situation was desperate and the city was exhausted again. They and the shadow guards sent by the court at the time added up, and the coach handed his head to his hand, making him close to the account of the chaotic army in the name of killing the customs and gaining the trust of the anti-king. .

The next day, the anti-king led the army to commit the crime. The head of the leader hung the flagpole of the enemy army. The court army angered his backing the country for glory. Seeing that the situation is going to go, this person is going to fight against Ge, and stabbed to death against the king in public. He was seriously injured and never retreated.

Before the main battle, the rebels were in chaos and had to retreat to the other side. Then, the Yingyingwei sneaked into it, seized the opportunity to incite civil strife, and finally reached the arrival of the reinforcements.

After the war, the new leader would personally clean up the battlefield and retrieve the robe of the burial body, but he was buried in the ground, but he did not know how far he was trampled by the horse.

The wine sacrifice heroes, the long river floats the lights, the whole army tears into the battlefield, and since then there have been "general town" and "hero river."

What is amazing is that the crows have never left General Town since then. They have nested and bred in this neighborhood. They passed from generation to generation. They flew daily to the big trees and small walls in the city. At night, they flew back out of the city. People It is said that these crows have eaten the bones of the heroes, and the soldiers have become discouraged. Their souls are attached to the crows. They will also patrol here to defend the people in the town and look at the border.

...

"Legends are legends after all, and no one knows how many of them are fueled by rumors, but in this town, people do not treat crows as ominous, but regard them as gods guarding one side." Mu Yan An touched his face, but forgot to have ink on his hands. It seemed like he had a moustache, which made this man look a bit mischievous and cute. "The crows live in groups of twenty One of the valleys here is rarely visited on weekdays, but surrounded by forests and black feathers covering the sky, it is also a wonder. No matter whether the legend is true or not, it is also very insightful to see it. "

Ye Fusheng was very fascinated and heard the words: "Thank you, Brother Yan'an, for speaking this way."

Mu Yanan smiled, seeing that the ink on the drawing paper was dry, he rolled it up and placed it back, spreading out the white rice again, and dipped the pen into the ink.

This is the meaning of the talk. Ye Fusheng stood up, and Chu Xi, who had been silent, looked at Mu Yanan's words and stood up.

Ye Fusheng arched his hand and said: "If you don't disturb Yan'an and Yaxing, then you will leave."

Mu Yan'an has attached his mind to the drawing paper, and he has no time to care for it. Ye Fusheng didn't feel rude, and he walked side by side with Chu Xiwei. When he came to the corner of the street, he glanced back, and the man also used a lamp Painting in the wind and dew, silently seems to incorporate that square inch into the painting.

Turning his head, Chu Xi said softly, "He is very good at martial arts."

Ye Fusheng was not surprised: "How good is it?"

Chu Xiwei: "I don't know."

Ye Fusheng laughed, but his eyes were rather cold: "I don't know."

However, in this world, there are not many people who can't detect the details, and they can count all five fingers.

After a pause, Ye Fusheng said: "He seems to be familiar to me, but I haven't seen him ... or rather, I haven't seen him like this."

Chu Xiwei chuckled: "He didn't say a word to me from beginning to end, but talked all the way around the topic. It seems that talking with me will reveal who he is."

Ye Fusheng: "But he showed us the way, but it's a good thing."

"It's a good thing to show the way to the trap?"

"If there is a trap, there must be bait, and we have no choice now." Ye Fusheng reached out his hand, "Go?"

Chu Xi glanced at him: "I'm going to take responsibility for it, what are you for?"

Ye Fusheng said casually: "For you."

"..." Chu Xiwei stepped abruptly, turning his head to look his eyes a little scary.

Ye Fusheng took a step back for no reason: "... A Yao, I don't know what to say.

Chu Xiwei: "Say."

Ye Fusheng blinked: "Why did you blush suddenly? Did you catch a fever?"

"... No, shut up!"

"You really get bigger and more awkward. Isn't it frank to be honest?" Ye Fusheng sighed. He found that he had sighed more times since he reunited.

Chu Xi glanced at him with a blank expression on his face, and then smoothly cut off a bunch of rowan that had just burst out of his heart, and stomped into his heart for a long time.

He changed the subject: "The man said very carefully just now, and now I will add to you."

"Which point?"

Chu Xiwei said: "The rivers and lakes that were killed in the country, with the surname Qin, named Qin Jinghu, were spearheaded with a long spear. They were known as Zhen Wulin more than 40 years ago, and they were called" lock dragon guns. "

Ye Fusheng's pupils shrank, and he heard him say again: "Qin Jinghu died for the country, he is the greatest of the knights, but his wife died prematurely. There are only two sons and a daughter, and the two sons will fight in the battlefield. In the **** battle, Khanma made contributions, but unfortunately Yaozi died in battle, only the eldest son returned. After the war, he was named the general guardian of the country, and everyone in Chu respected it. "

Ye Fusheng no longer left, he looked at Chu Xiwei, his eyes flashing.

Chu Xiwei said one word at a time: "His eldest son is Qin Hebai, the 'Bei Xia'."