Sealing Knife

On the desolate mountain road, weeds are overgrown, such as lead clouds pressing against the ground, making people breathless.

A small caravan is on the way, but unfortunately this road has been deserted for too long, and few people have passed by. The gravel almost drove the car out of the car. The ordinary people were sitting in the car. Seven meats and eight vegetarians is worse than a woman in Liujia.

So everyone put the supplies on the car and walked slowly on two legs. Only the flat car filled with sacks at the end of the team, and the hen curled up like a nest.

Ye Fusheng was wearing a coarse cloth gown, tied a loose ponytail with grass rope in his hair, his head was resting on the corner of the sack, his hands were placed in front of his abdomen, and if he did not look at the swaying Erlang legs, it would be a fairly standard rest position.

The others in the caravan were sweating and sweating. Only he was lying in the car, and he did n’t feel the bumps. Diao Erlang hummed a self-edited small song: "Time arrow, sun and moon shuttle, spring and autumn after a few rounds; love and resentment, right and wrong, Sick and old, sick and unsatisfactory; the young man scrambled for his energy, crossed the knife for thousands of miles, stirred a pool of calm waves, and was struck by thunder ...

He sang more and more out of tune, and the content was ridiculous. The people around him laughed for a while, but the sorrow of the manager was not enough: "What are you laughing! Hurry up, hurry, and the city gate will be closed after a while, tonight is Do you want to feed wolves in the wilderness? "

The words shouted that everyone shrunk their necks, only Ye Fusheng still had a hippie smile: "It's okay, there's no wild dog near here, you can rest assured."

Fortunately, if he did n’t speak, this would make the manager irritated: “Shut up, blind man! You ’re here to tease! If you get into trouble, I will break your other leg!”

Ye Fusheng heard the words, clutching his left leg with a sad look, and said quietly: "Then you have a light hand."

The manager was almost sulked.

In the past few years, the world has not been peaceful. There are many people who travel south and north like the crucian carp, but in the end, they are all poor people who have left their homes. In recent years, because of the rebellion of the princes inside and the eyes of the barbarians outside, the logistics of the movement of passengers have been severely restricted. As a result, vendors and merchants from all over the world popped up like mushrooms.

Their pedestrian came from the north, where the battle lasted for more than a month, and the mutual market was temporarily closed. Some people who lost their homes in the war gathered money, collected some skins, spices and other objects, and planned to bring With these things sold to the southern towns to save money, it is still a way of life.

This dead pig is not afraid that the hot and hot mixed goods were picked up in the north by the steward. That night they counted the goods and rested in an open space outside the city. Who thought of sleeping until midnight, the night watchman heard a few wolves howling not far away. Encircled. The man in charge of the matter had some effort, and while making everyone alert, he took the weapon and rushed over. This time was more than half an hour. When the manager returned, there was a **** person on his back.

Not much to say about the matter, the people did not ask, only to pour some medicine soup every day, and it took only three or five days to see this person wake up. He claimed to be Ye Fusheng. He looked neat and beautiful, and his temperament was also refreshing. Unfortunately, his eyes were not good. His right leg also fell ill because of the injury. At first glance, it was nothing.

Ye Fusheng's twenty-nine years this year is of a strong and strong age. If this matter is placed on other people, it is difficult to understand the pain of the heart if he is crying and crying, but this person's heart is wider than the world. , And often made the caravan jump in the caravan, so anxious to get angry.

After being scolded by the servant, Ye Fusheng listened to the left ear with his left ear, narrowed his eyes and looked carefully for a while. Yi Yi urged: "Faster, it will rain."

His eyes were strange. The stronger the sun and the brighter the light, the darker the chaos. Sometimes the outline was not clear. On the contrary, it was much more normal after raining on a cloudy day and falling into the night. He is clever and sensible.

The clouds are thicker and thicker in the sky, and there is not much care for the manager, and everyone is greeted by the carriage, hoping to get to the city as soon as possible. When the order was over, he took Ye Fusheng down again with a black face, and threw a roll of bedding into his carriage, and said, "The plagued boy, cover his legs tightly, don't turn around and cry with me. . "

Ye Fusheng's mouth has always been poisonous and soft, Ye Fusheng waved his hand to indicate kneeling, and then pulled up the quilt and wrapped himself into spring rolls. The carriage was hurried so fast that he was dizzy, but he didn't want to vomit, and he started to make up for sleep only with his eyelids together.

When he woke up again, the caravan had reached the gate, but the gate was closed. The rain was heavy, and the caretaker couldn't hold the umbrella. He was nodding and saying something to the official, Ye Fusheng rubbed his swollen temple, and his sight was finally clear. The word "Guyang" on the tower was in sight. .

"Guyang City ..." he whispered, picked up an oil-paper umbrella, and got out of the car despite the dissuasion of others.

The rain was not small, the oil-paper umbrella was beaten loudly, a cold wind blew, the calf twitched, Ye Fusheng didn't even frown, moved the umbrella to the top of the manager's head, and spoke a familiar Mandarin I talked to the official: "Grandpa, why can't you enter the city before this?"

The official sent his head to the nostrils, and he refused to speak. Ye Fusheng skillfully drew a purse from the steward's body. He weighed his weight, and then he said angrily: "The city is not quite flat recently. Access to the city. "

The manager said with a bitter face: "Government Lord, look at us from afar, and drag the family to take the mouth, this day is not beautiful, can it be convenient to do it?"

The official was not polite and said: "Everyone should be convenient to walk, then is this city gate worthless? Take a walk, come back tomorrow morning, don't block the road here."

There was a sound of horseshoes in the distance between the speeches, and I saw a young girl dressed in a **** cloak, riding on a maroon horse, running with a whip and dancing to the wind. Open the door! "

She was indifferent, the caravan's people quickly gave way to her, the officer also raised his hand to signal the guard to open the door, Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes, and quietly kicked a stone when he turned around, covered by the rain curtain, hit hard. Horses on the front hooves.

The reddish horse foaled with pain and roared up in the sky. The girl was caught off the ground and fell out. But fortunately, she responded badly, supported on the ground with one hand, and stood firm with one backturn.

The boss who was still imposing just now was terrified at the moment, and hurriedly came forward to make a smile and said: "Oh, this, this ... Ms. Xue, can you do it?"

"Go away!" The girl named Xue sternly wiped the rain on her face. Fortunately, she never faced the sky and didn't apply Fandai, otherwise she wouldn't even see half the color at this moment. She whip the foal twice, and the horse is frightened and painful.

She held the whip violently on the ground in one breath, looked at the caravan, and walked towards Ye Fusheng and raised her chin: "I want a horse, how much of your silver is willing to sell?"

The manager's brow furrowed, and Ye Fusheng replied: "You don't have to be silver, and you have to enter the city on the left and right. It doesn't hurt to take the lady."

During the speech, he moved the umbrella over the girl's head, covering a little wind and rain. At the moment the sky was dim, the light passing through the water-green paper umbrella was dull and gentle, most of Ye Fusheng's face was sunk in the shadow of the umbrella, and there was only a pair of peach blossoms with empty eyes like fog, the corners of his mouth bent into a delicate crescent, even if he was wearing a rough linen Not even a golden crown, the beast-like romance is still exciting.

The girl looked like she was fifteen or sixteen, but she blinked her head slightly, her tone slowed down a little: "You are going to the city too? Where are you going?"

The manager secretly sipped "Little White Face" with a humble expression on his face: "Back to this lady, we are all merchants from other places, just find an inn in the city and settle down."

The girl nodded, turning a blind eye to the embarrassment on the head of the officer, and said: "Come on, you give me a horse, and I will take you in."

When she had finished speaking, she turned her head to pick a horse. She didn't want to be stopped by Ye Fusheng. When she turned around, she ran into a somewhat embarrassed face in the mirror.

Ye Fusheng held a small round mirror and smiled softly: "The wind and the rain are heavy, and the young lady who wants to come is also working hard. It is better to take a carriage to rest for a moment. Although it is not very comfortable, it is still neat."

The girl froze and looked at him for a moment before reaching out to grab the round mirror. The officer sent the leader and said: "I haven't opened the door yet! Miss Ms. Ben's thing, I want you to look good!"

The officer sent the leader Wei Nuo Nuo, and then saw the girl boarding the car, and turned back to Ye Fusheng said: "You, catch the car for me."

Ye Fusheng, with one hand under the umbrella, nodded at the corner of his eyes and smiled slightly: "It's an honor to be under."

The girl twisted her head into the car, Ye Fusheng put the umbrella into the hands of the steward, and then released the hip flask from her waist and handed it to the leader of the official mission.

The manager's face is complicated: "I said you ... But have you ever owed a debt?"

The leader of the official mission was astounded: "Good means, take it."

"People are floating in rivers and lakes, who can't sult." Ye Fusheng smiled humbly, and Sven's scum was evident. "This official, can we go in now?"

The leader of the official mission has not yet returned to his mind: "This Miss Xue is famously stubborn in our ancient city of Yang. How many men who are dedicated and attentive have been drawn by her with a whip. Is it a **** evil today?

Ye Fusheng continued to smile: "Because from the back, I stand taller than them, and from the front of the face, I look better than them. Even if I peel it, I have more connotation than them."

"... nothing to say, come in!"

The officer sent the leader to pat his thigh, and when he turned around, he would send his men. Ye Fusheng stopped him and said, "Government, you said that the city is not very peaceful in recent days. How dare you ask what happened?"

The official sent the leader down and no longer sold Guanzi, saying, "Little brother, do you know‘ Broken Water Villa ’?”

Ye Fusheng apologized with respect: "But the Broken Water Villa with the reputation of" The First Sword in the World "?"

The official leader lowered his voice: "It's the reputation of a few years ago."

Ye Fusheng narrowed his eyes: "Oh? What do you say?"

"Xie Wuyi, the owner of the Broken Water Villa, hasn't fought for three years, and on the weekdays, the door can't go out of the way, people say ... He's a waste."