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Mountains, cloudy skies, cloudy clouds,

On the east side of the Wutai Mountain, the majestic mountain peak no longer had the strength to extend, and after a few peaks suddenly towered, it went down. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAt the bottom of the mountain, there is the endless gray land, the gray land mixed with the barren yellow-brown atmosphere, a barren and withered scene stretching eastward, until the edge of the surging and roaring Yellow River.

Bustling with people, a dazzling array of items, in addition to daily necessities, there are also some stalls selling rouge gouache. The smell of the inferior rouge gouache mixed with the stench of animal manure everywhere, producing an even more unpleasant stench. But the crowd didn't care about it at all, and still walked with excitement.

Ma Chenghui and Ma San finally squeezed out of the crowd and came to the edge of the street. The Martha leader and the thin man knew very well that it was the first time they had met such a crowded street. It's hard to imagine what kind of chaos would have happened to this crowded crowd if a bandit did appear and come to the streets.

But these were not the scope of the great leader of the horse, for he saw the only inn in the town of Taiping, and in front of the door of the inn were two imposing horses, and the horses were exactly what he had encountered, a brown horse and a brownish red one. Obviously, the two pedestrians had just arrived here, and they should have gone through the formalities of sharpening in the inn. Some doubts rose in his heart, those two people had already rushed here, why did they come to this inn at this time, although it was not too late, but those two people had plans to stay.

The leader of Ma Da was not the kind of bandit with developed limbs and simple minds, and he didn't want to contact the two too early at this time, but he was worried that the two would leave suddenly. Although he had many doubts in his heart, he quickly found a way. Next to the inn was a small stall eating pasta, and the hot pasta exuded an enticing aroma like a seductive white impermanence, and it went straight to the nostrils of the big leader.

A bowl of one-sided, just a few pennies, sat down on the broken wooden bench, and in front of me was a black square table covered with oil stains. There was also the tattered, mottled paint on the square table, and the oil stained on it could be a layer of dirt. But he didn't pay too much attention to this, after all, he really didn't come out many times, so why should he enjoy the fun of going out.

The third man hesitated, but sat down anyway, as if there was something dirty on the wooden bench, which made the thin man wriggle on the bench, looking extremely funny. Finally, he was glared at viciously by the big leader of the horse, and then he fell silent, but there was a strange look in his eyes.

Ma Chenghui held a pair of chopsticks in his hand, seemingly slightly thoughtful, looking at the steaming bowl of noodles, but he refused to put down the chopsticks. Seeing this, Ma San beside him immediately asked: "Young master, what do you want, let's come out this time, although it is more auspicious, but this meal still has to be eaten." ”

"Ma San, why do you say that the length of these chopsticks is seven inches and six, no more, no less" Ma Chenghui held up the pair of black long chopsticks that were stained with no amount of oil, and suddenly asked Ma San, who was eating noodles with chopsticks. And there was an endless sense of melancholy in his tone, and a faint sadness was refracted from his eyes. He let the steaming bowl of noodles gradually cool in the cold wind, and the hot steam began to gradually become thinner.

"Ouch, this guest officer, dare to be affectionate, our side is not to your liking." When the busy stall owner saw the big leader of Ma who was holding chopsticks without moving, he put the gown on his shoulder, and couldn't help but ask Ma Chenghui curiously. In this Taiping Town, I have eaten his noodles, I didn't say anything undelicious, you look at the oil and water, that amount, is a strong man, this bowl down, not to say ten points full, that is, eight points full. But the man in front of him, although his body is strong, he can't be called a big man, but why doesn't he move.

"Shopkeeper, why do you say the length of these chopsticks is seven inches and six, do you know?" Ma Chenghui couldn't help blurting out when he saw the stall owner asking.

"It's simple, why do you think it's a big thing, and you think this side is not to your liking. The length of these chopsticks, that's exquisite, people always have seven emotions and six desires, right. But no matter how you recruit it, people still have to eat, right? So, no matter what, eating is the biggest. So the length of these chopsticks is seven inches and six, and it's not a big deal. The stall owner showed his thick smile and explained to the dismayed leader. He saw that the other party was not nervous because his pasta was not appetizing, and a forgiving smile appeared on his face. The allusion to this chopsticks is an ordinary statement, as if it is just a more ordinary truth.

"Yes, the store is still well-informed and taught." Ma Chenghui looked relieved, he held the black chopsticks, lowered his head and ate violently. Seeing this, Ma San beside him also exhaled, he didn't expect that his young master's behavior today was a little abnormal, and it was so abnormal that he was a little worried. used to be a heroic character, but today it is inexplicably sad.

Chopsticks fluttered in Ma Chenghui's hands, and a bowl of noodles was quickly eaten. In the process of eating noodles, he also found that the two horses tied in front of the inn were led into the backyard of the inn by a shopkeeper. At the same time, his mind began to settle down, the two of them must be staying in the inn, and they are not going to leave the inn tonight. But it is not known whether they will leave tomorrow, he does not know. He also made a decision in his heart, he would wait until it was a little late, and then go to the inn to find the two of them.

After eating noodles, Ma Chenghui led Ma San to roam around the two-three-mile-long street, shuttling among the crowd aimlessly. Faintly, however, he felt that there were others on this street who were just as aimlessly wandering through the street as he was. Because he walked several times down the two or three miles long street. And every time he saw the faces of people who wandered like him.

A trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, Ma Chenghui knew that the five Khitans should have called other people to come here to monitor the two of them. But he was sure that those people were not Khitans, nor were they bandits in the vicinity. As for who it was, he didn't know, he only knew that whenever he passed by those people, he would involuntarily tremble, and a few cold breaths and a faint bloody aura emanated from those people's bodies. Those people were obviously not ordinary people, and they still had a faint murderous aura on their bodies.

With a pang in his heart, Ma Chenghui suddenly understood what the five Khitans were doing here, they just wanted to come here by themselves to be cannon fodder. It is also fortunate that he did not bring out his dozens of brothers, otherwise he and those dozens of brothers may be buried in this Taiping Town. It's just that he doesn't understand why he didn't see other bandits, it stands to reason that such a strong Khitan will not let go of that group of bandits, and they will definitely send other bandits here. But he didn't see a bandit appear, which puzzled him.

This seemingly lively town, the bustling crowd, and the slowly darkening sky are as ordinary as ever. But Ma Chenghui smelled a trace of an abnormal breath, and that breath became more intense with the cold wind blowing like a knife blowing from the north. He thought about retreating, but he knew that he couldn't retreat with his whole body, because in that sudden, he suddenly noticed that all the people here had a strange face. Even the stall owner who had eaten a bowl of noodles at that stall had a face that he couldn't see through, but he felt as if he was in a strange world, and the crowd of people who were shoulder-to-shoulder, and the groans of animals that screamed like screams, all felt so strange.

Taiping Town, it's still that Taiping Town, but Ma Chenghui suddenly found that the people here are no longer from Taiping Town, those merchants and vendors in cloth clothes, and some local residents with their own specialties to sell, are no longer his familiar atmosphere. At this time, he realized that it was not early, but it was still overcrowded, and after discovering this fatal problem, Ma Chenghui's back was covered with dense fine sweat. He was as cold as the poor little lamb among the wide-mouthed monsters.

Pulling Ma San, who looked puzzled, he went directly to the inn, and only in that inn did he feel some relief. Not because of those two people, but his intuition told him that only when he got there would he have a breath of life. He didn't know what the people in the inn were, he didn't know why he had such strange thoughts, but he still squeezed out of the crowd. He opened his legs and walked towards the inn, still holding the skinny Ma San in his hand, the dazed and overwhelmed Ma San.

A strong crisis surged out of his heart, and he scolded those Khitans fiercely in his heart, and he found that he was so wrong. He came to paralyze the two people in the inn. Maybe those two have accomplices, maybe it's just those two. But the only thought in his heart was to rush into the inn, and then he would have a breath of life, otherwise he would inevitably be torn apart by those strange crowds, and there would be no bones left.

Came to the door of the inn, the indifferent and sturdy-looking shopkeeper walked out and said, "The shop is full, please leave", and after speaking, he also looked at the stunned Ma Chenghui and the dazed thin Ma San. There was a chill in his indifferent face that refused to be thousands of miles away, and the shopkeeper's face was a pair of blazing eyes, and a cold light shot out from those eyes, making Ma Chenghui's heart tremble.

"We don't live in the store, we look for people." Ma Chenghui said anxiously, and looked at the shopkeeper with an indifferent face with a look of hope after speaking. I hope that the second child of this shop can be accommodating and let them in, as long as they go in, everything will be easy to say. The strange atmosphere in front of him was still very weak, but he knew that once this strange atmosphere began to spread, then what awaited him would be a catastrophe.

"Looking for someone?" , The indifferent shopkeeper was stunned, with a strange look on his face, but he was very hidden by him, he looked at the two people who were running out of breath in a hurry, a gleam shot out of his eyes, and his face changed slightly, he thought for a few breaths, and then resumed his usual light and said: "There are no two people to look for here, let's leave quickly." ”