Early in the morning, there was a heavy fog.

The fog was extremely thick, and when you were in it, there was a white expanse of left and right, and you couldn't see anything three steps away.

A group of more than 20 people, holding knives and swords, leading horses, dragging carts, and waving a flag of Changwei Dart Bureau, walked forward in the fog.

The head of the dart, from time to time, waved out the whip, making a loud "pop", hitting both sides of the road, driving away poisonous insects and beasts.

"What the hell is the weather. A young dart master muttered while looking around vigilantly, "It's foggy for some reason, and I don't know how it happened." ”

The dart head turned his head and whispered, "Shut up and pay attention to your surroundings." ”

The young dart master cracked his mouth and said no more.

The heavy carriage crushed to the ground, leaving two deep rut marks. The horse buried his head in his head, and from time to time he looked up uneasily, looking around.

"Boss, something is not good!" a steady dart master walked a few quick steps and approached the dart head in front of him.

The dart head nodded, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Everyone, pay attention, something is wrong." ”

The dart master who muttered just now replied: "What's wrong, it's obviously very wrong." ”

The dart head turned his head sharply: "One last time, shut up." ”

The young dart master lowered his head: "Yes, you are my uncle, what you say is what." ”

The dart head raised his hand violently, and the young dart master thought that the dart head was going to hit him, so he hurriedly took a step back, but heard the dart head shouting: "Stop!"

Suddenly, the whole team stopped.

All around, there was silence. There were no birds, no insects, only the wind rustling through the leaves.

"Listen, there is movement. ”

The young dart master was puzzled, and was about to speak, but suddenly he was stunned, and it seemed that there was really some movement.

The breeze blew, and the young dart master's somewhat messy hair fluttered, and a crisp bell was blown by the breeze.

"Jingle Bell, Ding Lingling, Ding Lingling......"

At first, the voice was faint, and then, gradually, it grew louder.

"What sound?"

"It seems to be a ringtone. ”

"Someone ......"

"It's approaching. ”

The head of the dart shouted, "Alert!"

In an instant, a group of dart masters drew their swords and raised their spears and sticks.

The banner of the "Changwei Dart Bureau" on the book unfolded slightly, shook twice, and then fell down.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells......"

The voice grew louder and faster. In the ringing, with a solemnity, people feel that a knife is pressed all over the body, sticking to the skin, and I can't help but feel my scalp tight.

The sound of dull breathing echoed around everyone in the dart game, and the young dart master, his palms were sweaty, and the hilt of his sword was wrapped in cloth to absorb sweat, and he was a little wet. His eyes widened, and he struggled to look ahead. However, all I saw was the slight outline of some trees, and the rest were all white.

Suddenly, the dart head sank into the dantian, and the loud voice exploded in everyone's ears, and the hurried bell was briefly suppressed: "Who is the master?"

Which one is the master......

Superior ......

Expert......

Person......

The echo came from afar, and a flock of birds was startled, screaming, flapping their wings, making a "crackling" sound, and flew into the air.

A looming figure appeared in front of the dart masters. The man seemed to be leading the horse, and on the horse's back, there was a man sitting on it, and judging by the outline of his body, it seemed to be a woman.

The dart head automatically ignored the woman and looked at the man leading the horse. He couldn't make out what the man looked like, but he was sure that he must have been tall and burly, and he seemed to have a weapon in his hand, which could be a bow, a club, or a knife.

"Not a high-ranking person, just a passerby. ”

A slightly hoarse and dull voice came from there, and there seemed to be something enduring in the voice.

The dart head breathed a sigh of relief, and the woman brought by the other party didn't look like she was looking for trouble in her tone, so she said politely: "Your Excellency, can we go over." ”

"Yes, but as a word of caution, the road ahead is dangerous. ”

As he spoke, the dart head watched as the man led the horse to the side of the road.

There was a smile on the darthead's face, and he didn't care too much about the danger ahead. What kind of territory was in front of him, he naturally knew that there was a gang of thieves entrenched there. However, there are a lot of good players on their side, as long as they play the name of the Changwei Dart Game and spend some money to buy the road, they can pass, and there is no danger. But the other party just came over with a man and a woman, and it can be seen that he is really capable.

However, he still arched his hand: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for reminding me." ”

Then, with a wave of the horsewhip, he made a crunch sound, and said to the brothers behind him, "Go!"

The team of the dart game is moving forward again.

As he got closer, the dart head also saw the person coming clearly.

The man leading the horse was indeed a tall man, his face was fierce, his face was full of steel stubble, his eyes were bloody, his long hair was tied with a straw at random, and he carried a long, long knife in his hand.

A bell was tied to the handle of this long knife. Presumably, the sound just now was made by this bell.

On the body, he was wearing a tattered robe, and the wide sleeves were tied up and tightly tied with strips of cloth. There was a cold light inside the robe, and occasionally armor pieces could be seen, presumably wearing armor.

Wearing armor and carrying a knife, he is tall and difficult to mess with at first glance. This person is not simple.

As for the one on horseback, it was a girl, delicate and lovely, wearing a long white dress, but it was the same as the man, the original wide cuffs were tied tightly, and there was a little more heroic. It really made the dart head's eyes light up, and he sighed in his heart: What a beautiful girl, such a demeanor, and when she grows up, she will be a well-known chivalrous girl.

The dart masters dragged the carriage, watched the two of them warily, and then slowly passed by. The young dart master looked at the girl on horseback, his eyes lit up, he had seen such a beautiful woman for the first time.

With a snap, he was slapped in the back of the head. A middle-aged dart master behind him whispered to him, "Don't cause trouble. ”

The young dart master's face turned red, and he was reluctant to look away from his eyes. And the middle-aged dart master behind him put his heart down, and glanced at the long knife in Ghost Cry's hand full of jealousy. This long knife, he recognized - the Northwest Army broadsword, who can use this kind of knife in the army, which one is not a killer for the rest of his life.

What's more, this person was wearing armor and had blood in his eyes, and the other party just looked at it, which gave him goosebumps, which made the middle-aged dart master even more vigilant.

If you can't mess with it, you won't mess with it.

He didn't know if the girl on horseback was the man's daughter-in-law or daughter, or if the girl was the guard, but no matter what it was, being stared at like this by other men would easily touch people's hearts. It could have been peaceful, but it turned out to be a conflict, and that's bad.

Knock knock knock!

Suddenly, a box on the horse's back made a noise. The girl on horseback patted the box, and the inside of the box was honest.

"What's that?" As soon as the young dart master spoke, the middle-aged dart master shouted badly, what do you care about?

But fortunately, the man and the woman didn't pay much attention, and the girl casually replied, "A snake." ”

The young dart master and the middle-aged dart master didn't believe it, the young dart master still wanted to say something, but was kicked by the middle-aged dart master, he was a little angry, and when he turned around, he saw the middle-aged dart master who had always been good-tempered and looked like he was going to eat people, and he was suddenly stunned.

Everything is all right.

The two sides passed by, and there was no conflict, and the dart head breathed a sigh of relief. At the end, he arched his hand to a man and a woman: "Farewell." ”

The man replied casually, "Farewell." ”

The melodious bell rang again, and then faded away. Watching the man and woman disappear into the thick fog, the dart flicked his whip: "Go!"

However, after only a few miles of walking, I encountered the situation again.