The strong wind makes the coldness penetrate the bones.
Lead clouds rolled in the hazy sky, and Luo Qing, who was leading an old camel, went down a pass. The heavy snow of goose feathers had already fallen.
At this time, he saw something strange.
There was actually a young man digging a hole on the side of the road ahead.
The boy was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and was slightly thinner than his peers. He was wearing a greasy sheepskin coat. From a distance, you could see a layer of dark smegma on his neck. I'm afraid he hadn't taken a shower in two months.
However, he is very strong, and he is often done at first glance. He has a sense of cleverness. The frozen soil gives people a feeling of softness and tenderness as tofu.
The yellow sand and gravel areas outside the pass will not grow after September, and even herders will not stay in this area. Especially in this blizzard weather, digging holes in such places is really a ghost.
Luo Qing was in a good mood and finally succeeded after thinking about the things he had been thinking about for half a year. When he thought of his gentle and white body, he felt a little hot. Although it was a bit bitter to travel in this ghost weather, at least the people who came to him would meet soon. The group of people brought two sheep and slaughtered them and cooked them with snow water. The taste was beautiful.
Although the young man was digging a hole on his own, he felt like a fly suddenly flew over the cooked mutton soup. Although it had not fallen into the pot, it felt very uncomfortable.
"Boy, what good things are you digging?" He patted the long knife handle hanging on the saddle and shouted at the boy with malicious intentions.
"It's for you to bury it." The boy stopped, looked up at his figure, and said, "Three Uighur money, I promise to bury you well."
Luo Qing saw that the young man had a very good facial features. He spoke in the accent of Chang'an area, but the young man's pupils shone with a faint green light.
"The children born by Tangren and Hu are interesting."
Looking at the serious and arrogant look on the boy's face, he couldn't help laughing, "Boy, you are not old, but you're quite angry. Do you know who I am?"
The young man nodded, smiled slightly, and said, "Luo Qing, the former infantry captain of the Protectorate of the Imperial Palace, led 700 people to defeat 2,000 enemy troops in Yantuo. Later, he was convicted of corruption in the military and abuse of prisoners. After three years, he got rid of military status and helped the caravan to escort the caravan. Last month, he cooperated with the horse thieves inside and outside, robbed his caravan, and raped and killed the wife of the caravan leader. Moreover, the caravan leader was your fellow countryman. After the incident, you fled from Guazhou to this place. The border army intercepted and killed many times, but you were not hurt at all, and the border army lost forty-one good players. According to my opinion, if we talk about combat power, there is no one in the border army at Yumen Pass that can beat you alone."
Luo Qing slowly frowned, and he subconsciously touched the knife handle, "Boy, who are you? Since you know my way, you still dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me?"
"Don't get me wrong." The young man smiled sincerely and said, "My name is Gu Liubai, but most people call me Gu Shiwu. I don't kill anyone. I do business in the Mingbaipo area. My price is very fair. Almost all the dead people in the Mingbaipo area are buried by me. The corpses of the people I buried will never be dug out by wild beasts."
"Mingbaipo corpse burying people?" Luo Qing was stunned. He seemed to have heard several people say this name. This Mingbaipo corpse burying people have great ability in this area. It seems that not only can help people collect corpses, but also solve many problems.
That person was the boy in front of him? He didn't believe it. He wanted to collect his own corpse, but he didn't believe it even more.
The wind and snow are getting heavier.
Luo Qing, who had been silent for a while, suddenly laughed again.
He shook his hand and threw four square hole copper coins over.
Gu Liubai reached out to catch it and said, "There is one more."
Luo Qing reached out and patted the snow on the knife handle on his side, and said, "How many words do you want to talk?"
Gu Liubai thought for a while and said, "It's OK."
Luo Qing looked at him with his eyes narrowed and said, "Boy, do you mean you know someone is going to intercept me here, and you think I will die?"
Gu Liubai said, "Yes."
Luo Qing licked the cracked corners of his lips and sneered, "You said you are a businessman in the Mingbaipo area. I don't care what kind of way you are doing or what kind of business you are doing. But since you know that I will go here today, if someone really intercepts me here, in my opinion, you can't get rid of this matter. Then according to my rules, if I can't die, I will throw you into this pit."
While he was talking, he kept watching Gu Liubai's expression change, but Gu Liubai's expression did not change much, but just said very simply: "Yes."
"You dare to take the money for life gambling so easily?" Luo Qing's eyes burst into resentment, "So brave."
Gu Liubai looked at Luo Qing behind and said, "Do you know that the recently established post station in the Tang Dynasty is less than seventy miles away?"
Luo Qing sneered, "You said Lucaoyi, where are the pursuers coming from there?"
"Someone is giving you news from Lucaoyi?" Gu Liubai frowned.
"Boy, you fucking me even said something." Luo Qing lowered his face, stretched out his right hand, and slowly brushed off the snowflakes from the knife handle, "Tell me now, where is the one who killed me?"
"Here you come." Gu Liubai patted the snow on his body and turned around calmly.
At this time the snow fell tighter.
The wind was howling in the sky, and the snow was flying in the sky, like a giant dragon covered in jade scales flying wildly.
The road was hard to see clearly, but a white figure was highlighted.
Luo Qing's eyes narrowed.
It turned out to be a woman wearing a white dress and a hat wearing a cage hat hiking.
She walked very quickly, and looked like she was floating from a distance, in the wind and snow, like a lonely soul from the depths of the desert.
However, when we got close, we saw that the woman was wearing a white mink fur robe. This kind of leather robe was very expensive and thick, enough to resist the biting chill of the snowy days. However, even so, the woman still looked particularly tall, with a very good figure, and did not look bloated at all. At this time, it made people feel graceful.
If this woman was asked to wear a tight dance robe of Najib, I wonder what the situation would be.
Luo Qing had this idea in his heart, but heard Gu Liubai ask, "Does my friend's wife feel particularly good?"
Luo Qing's hand fell on the knife handle.
He glanced at Gu Liubai, not understanding what he meant by saying this at this time.
"If you seek money, you don't harm your life. If you want to sell your friends for money, you will betray your friends. But if you want to beautify your friends' wife, you will kill more than 50 people in a caravan. This is too amazing." Gu Liubai said calmly: "You are from the Tang Dynasty border army. If you can live elsewhere in the future, you won't know where to put the face of the Tang Dynasty border army. My mother told me repeatedly that you should not do things too extreme, otherwise you will definitely have a short life."
Listening to these words, the resentment that was suppressed in Luo Qing's heart ignited.
"Have you tried it? It tastes really good. The look was so good that I wanted to tear me, but the sound of gurgling beneath it?" He laughed jokingly, staring at the woman who was walking quickly. The marten fur robe she was wearing was in a narrow-sleeved style. Her hands were shrank into her sleeves as if she was afraid of the cold. No weapons were seen on her body, but according to his experience, the more obvious weapons were not visible, the more it was the other party that was very likely to use some weird Qimen weapons.
"A woman who doesn't know the world is so rich, come and sign up!"
He shouted loudly, but the woman did not respond. Even her footsteps and breathing could not be heard in the wind.
He didn't ask any more questions, drew his sword with his right hand, touched the cloak behind him with his left hand, but took out a black round leather shield, and then quickly and forcefully hit the leather shield with a long sword in his hand.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!...
The leather shield is the size of an ordinary umbrella surface and is extremely strong. When the scimitar hits it, it makes a loud sound like a war drum. Every time it hits, a low roar comes from Luo Qing's throat, and a wild and fierce aura bursts out from his body.
Within one meter of radius, the wind and snow could not enter.
Without any warning, the woman's footsteps suddenly accelerated. In an instant, the woman's footsteps shook clearly, even louder than his pounding. Her body was like a huge snowflake flying!
Swish!
Even though she drew her sword, a dazzling sword light suddenly appeared in her hand, making a breathtaking sound of breaking through the air.
Luo Qing sneered, and the aura around him seemed to condense into substance. In the wind and snow, there was a transparent ball of light wrapped around him. His left leather shield was facing the cold light. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong and suddenly turned sideways.
puff!
A feather arrow shot into his back, only a few inches away from his heart.
The severe pain came from his back, but Luo Qing looked at the woman in white in front of him and smiled grimly. His muscles kept exploding, and the true energy flowed in his body. The arrows that penetrated deep into the flesh and blood actually retreated on their own.
The energy was rolling around him, and the cold air was like boiling.
"You think you can kill me like this?"
His grim smile had just exploded, and the skin shield in his hand had hit the woman's sword without any pause.
With a dull sound, the long sword in the woman's hand was knocked out of her hand and flew out.
However, at this moment, a bad thought suddenly arose in his heart. In the light of his eyes, there seemed to be a faint frost in the woman's left hand, which was originally empty.
A cool breeze suddenly surged in his throat, as if a cool breeze was pouring in as he shouted.
"Frost Sword!"
He spoke in horror, and a little white mark appeared in his throat. The white marks quickly expanded and turned into a ball of white frost.
The power in his body seemed to be drained instantly, and the blood and blood were frozen by the coldness that was blooming in his body, causing his body to froze involuntarily.
"Why is it so fast?"
Luo Qing's heart was full of absurd feelings. He had obviously been hit by the sword, but in his perception, he felt that a sword easily pierced his body, and the sword body was still slowly retreating from his body.
Everything seemed to be much slower than this sword, and even the thoughts seemed to be behind.
"The Lord of Frost Sword, it is indeed a great sword master!"
In the next moment, the clear consciousness seemed to return to his body. He realized that his powerful flesh and blood and true qi were as if it did not exist before this sword. The woman's true qi cultivation was more than one level higher than him.
Are you sick?
He didn't even feel too much fear at this time, but just felt that there was something wrong with the other person's brain.
There are not many great sword masters in Chang'an, the world's top practitioners!
The great sword master who can kill himself by just stabbing his eyes with a sword closed, why do you still send someone to ambush and shoot him with an arrow? Why do you have to use a fake sword to confuse your perception and make yourself smash it away when fighting?
What to play?
He really couldn't accept it.
But what he couldn't accept was that there were still people saying sarcastic words at this time.
Chapter completed!