"Fifteen years in the sky.
Desert poplar, root in the sea.
The west wind rises, the yellow sand dances wildly.
The setting sun in the desert, like a wheel of fire, floating in the empty yellow desert.
Then it faded into the twilight, with a thrilling beauty.
As the sand subsided, the inn stood still in the setting sun.
From the Desert Sand Mountain there came the sound of eagles, adding to the gloom of the evening.
Small Inn, but filled with more than a dozen burly hunks.
At the heart of all this is a young man in his twenties.
He was lying leisurely on a chair, and a servant was shaking a large fan for him.
"Crunch."
The door was pushed open and the wind rushed in.
"Sir, Stop or stay?" The waiter came over.
"A bowl of plain noodles, some meat dishes and two jugs of wine."
Then the man patted the cow behind him.
"Bring me the same dish and a jug of wine for the cow."
"Cow?"
The waiter was stunned.
Bull riding in the desert? It's a strange day.
Still drinking?
The bartender glanced at the customer, suspecting that he was entertaining himself.
The other was wearing a hat and lowered the curtain to reveal only half of his face.
The sleeve of the left arm was empty, and a bamboo pole was in his hand.
The little red rope stood out.
The waiter pursed his lips and hesitated.
"Please come in, sir."
The young man who was surrounded by the Hunks in the center glanced at the man who had come in and didn't care.
It was the hunks around him who were on guard, but saw that the other was missing an arm.
His eyes were closed and he held a bamboo pole in his hand.
Blind, with a broken arm.
The vigilance of the crowd subconsciously relaxed a lot.
In a moment, everything the blind man wanted was on the table.
The blind man drank the wine in large gulps, and ate with relish, as if no one was around.
Then he began to deal with the Hot Bowl of noodle soup.
Full of food and drink, collapsed in the seat belch.
The young man looked at the blind man with a toothpick in his mouth and seemed amused.
Although he is blind, he looks like a normal person.
"Hey, are you really blind?"
The young man could not help speaking.
The blind man nodded, "Listen to the voice of the Childe, presumably must be handsome young talent, rich people's children."
"You can talk, you blind man."
The young man smiled. As the old saying goes, you don't hit a man with a smiling face.
Truth or falsehood, a good word is always agreeable.
"Childe is a local, I want to ask Childe a matter."
"Just say it," said the young man.
"Do you know a man named Qi mude? He is the son of the local Hu merchants.
He acted recklessly on the strength of his family.
Make a lot of things out of line, this time is raped and killed a married woman, her body dumped in the wilderness.
Things got out of hand and he was wanted by the government.
His father bribed the government to let him go and hide out for a while."
As the voice of the blind man sounded slowly, the young man's face grew darker and darker.
"Ha Ha, what do you want him to do?" The young man said coldly.
Around the big man has held the weapon, eyes sharply staring at the blind man.
The blind man, as if completely unaware of the change in the atmosphere around him, said to himself.
"I am ashamed to say that I am an out-of-office ghostwriter. I don't have a badge from the government, so I can only take some private jobs.
This time, someone asked me to kill him."
The voice just fell, more than ten men in the shop clapped the table and Rose.
One after another revealed their weapons.
The young man cocked his legs and was extremely arrogant.
"As luck would have it, I am the flag-wood you seek, but whether you can take my life depends on your ability."
" the blind man smiled faintly," thank you, I have more eye inconvenience, you can take the initiative to admit that I really saved a lot of trouble
The young man grinned, showing his white teeth,
The words spoken were cruel to the core.
"Take his other arm off."
The bartender had just finished feeding the cows and came in from outside.
Besmeared with oil of the hand in the chest a wipe, the front of the lapel suddenly become more shiny oil.
"Sir..."
The wind and sand poured out from behind, and the bartender subconsciously closed his eyes.
The wind was the spring wind, but the wind from behind them, but it became a knife.
Sword and sword, with the wind.
There seems to be a knife in the wind.
Air with a trace of cool breeze, a trace of blood, and a trace of wine mellow.
The bartender opened his eyes, his cheeks wet, and touched them.
Blood?
The waiter frowned and looked at the store in confusion.
Where are they? They're all down.
Half a second later, the bartender let out a scream.
He sat down on the floor with his legs wet.
The blind man picked up the silly flag wood, turn out the money in the pocket, it seems is not enough.
Then reached out in the arms of the flag wood to dig out, the money on the table.
"Check."
.....
In order to control the western regions, the Great Sui dynasty established four towns in Anbei.
The opening of the pass along the road, new trade routes have been opened up, foreign businessmen continue to flood in.
The trade of the four towns of Anbei ushered in a period of prosperity, while driving the development of the cities along the line.
It has played an active role in promoting the recovery and development of economy in the northwest.
But at the same time, also make the peace of Anbei four towns by a certain impact.
Hu merchants, central plains merchants, caravans, fugitives mixed, social security is increasingly unstable.
"Moo."
Li Ping 'an walked slowly with the old cow.
There was a sack hanging from the old cow's back, and it shook from time to time.
It seemed to contain a living thing.
Li Ping 'an untied his wine bag and took a mouthful of liquor.
He came to the four towns of Anbei five months ago.
After the snowball battle in Luoshui City, Li Pingan was hunted down endlessly.
Finally, Li Pingan came to the four towns of Anbei.
Although the four towns of Anbei were nominally controlled by the Great Sui dynasty, they were actually controlled by local warlords and local Hu merchants.
Casinos, restaurants and brothels are the most popular industries in the area.
Two seductive women dressed in revealing greeting Li Ping 'an, attractive figure.
It was as if two pieces of cloth had been wrapped around his body.
"Oh, Li, here we go again."
Flirtatious woman one left and one right wrapped up Li Ping 'an, soft into his arms.
Li Ping 'an, carrying a sack, quietly broke away from the two surrounded, straight to the brothel's ground floor.
WHOO
A woman wearing pink tulle, without scruples of cross-legged.
There was a lot of scenery, but I didn't care.
"What a pity, long such a handsome face, a pair of tricks but disabled, or one arm."
The woman sighed softly.
"I brought someone alive."
Li Pingan threw the sack on the ground.
A muffled sound came from inside the sack. It was the flag wood that had been captured alive by Li Ping 'An.