In the cold winter month, snow flies thousands of miles away from the frontier.

Qiufeng Town is almost buried under the snow, prostitutes, gamblers and escorts, all standing outside the stalls, looking around the brazier and looking at the south skyline, waiting for the arrival of the caravan.

Although Qiufeng Town is dilapidated, it has only appeared for a few decades.

Before Jiazi, the Great Qi was destroyed. The Jiang clan led the remnants of the army to retreat three thousand miles north and was driven to the boundless desert wasteland outside the pass. Although the Hetao Plain was used as a granary, there was nowhere to obtain silk, tea and other things.

A shortage of materials means huge profits, and what follows is the almost rampant smuggling business on the borders of the two countries.

Qiufeng Town is not far from the border. At first, it was a place where merchants from both countries connected, with only a few tents from collectors.

As more and more merchants come and go, the size of the town is getting bigger and bigger. At its peak, the number of merchants gathered here in autumn was as many as ten thousand people.

However, after Song Ji took office, he destroyed Qingzhou with a clean and neat sword, and Qiufeng Town also declined in Youzhou's smuggling lifeline. It was not until the war between the two countries that the control power of the Dayue government weakened, and Qiufeng Town slowly recovered its vitality.

Unlike other land ports, Qiufeng Town only has shameful smuggling business, and only people who come here are those who travel around the world.

The Northern Qi government did not want this line to disappear, so it turned a blind eye to the existence of Qiufeng Town. This also made Qiufeng Town a purely out-of-law place, and the desperate bandits also liked to hide here.

However, there are people in the world. With more people in the world, there are naturally rules. In order not to scare away merchants who give away money, the town has an unwritten rule - you cannot kill people in the town.

I don’t know who sets the rules, but almost everyone abides by them, because if the rules are broken, this few safe havens among the people in the world will be gone, and no one will ruin their jobs.

There are few merchants rushing on the snowy days. The three religions and streams in the town are looking forward to it until noon when the sound of horse bells sounded at the intersection of the southern streets.

Dingling dingling dingling-

The sound of horse bells was very crisp. Although it was far away, the people on the long street turned their heads and looked at each other, as if a hungry wolf had smelled the smell of blood.

The sound of horse bells approached, and the tall horse pulled the frame and appeared at the end of the long street.

The carriage was not big, and there was no cargo behind it. There was no guard at the carriage around. There was only a coachman outside.

The coachman, like all the men in Northern Qi, had long hair shawls, wrapped in a heavy sheepskin coat, and even his face was covered tightly. He held the reins in his hand and placed a single knife beside him.

The single knife is very clean, and the bamboo green scabbard is also very beautiful, just like the decorations on the body of a wealthy family in the Central Plains.

However, the knife is obviously not used for decoration.

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Clean means blood is rare; beautiful means flashy.

Such a knife appeared in the wilderness outside the frontier, like a delicate lady with fair skin and beautiful appearance, rashly walked into the hungry bandit village.

In the front of the street, a simple waiter walked out of the tavern, put on a warm smile, and raised his hand to greet:

"Customer, do you want to stay in a hotel?"

The young coachman in the carriage must have been to Qiufeng Town for the first time. I don’t know how many bones were buried under the ground outside Xianghe Town.

Facing the inquiry, the young coachman waved his hand politely:

"Passing by, I can't stay in a hotel."

"Where are you going to? This place is not peaceful. There are horse bandits everywhere outside. You can't walk alone. You might as well introduce two escorts to the guest? With our boss's signature, you will be sure to be safe all the way."

"I'm fine, I'll go out for a walk."

"hehe……"

After a brief conversation, the carriage walked to the other end of the long street.

The various stalls behind did not come forward to greet him again.

Every year, there are a few young men who are ignorant of the world who run to the northern desert where people eat and do not spit out bones. Without exception, they are surrounded by swords and horses, and they are arrogant in their words.

There is no need to stop such people who are seeking death, and there is no need to persuade them; because now if you don’t pay the money and ask for two guards, and when you leave the town, the money you have on you will eventually return to the town.

The carriage was getting farther and farther away. The waiter who greeted him shook his head and sighed, turning back to the restaurant.

In the wine shop, several men with bandits were all over the wine bowl, picked up the Pu Dao from beside him, and walked to the back of the wine shop. While walking, they complained to several colleagues on the table next to them:

"It's so bad. It's our brothers' turn this time. It seems that the boy knows some martial arts skills, so he probably has to spend some effort. It's better to ask me a few wards honestly, and I'll spend less money to save my life..."

In Qiufeng Town, there are no serious escorts. If you give money, you will be a guard who will see you off. If you don’t give it, you will be a bandit who will see you off. If you leave, you will accompany you.

In the carriage, Xu Buling walked across the street with a whip in his hand, and seemed to have never heard of the conversation in the distance. He just looked at the small town outside the border with interest.

Cui Xiaowan was staying in the carriage. The weather was too cold. She wrapped her two beds of bedding. She was as thin as willows and could hardly see anyone.

After nearly a month of traveling around, Cui Xiaowan was still a little weak, but her psychology had completely recovered and she turned back to the carefree and unrestrained girl in the Peach Blossom Valley.

Walking past the town, Cui Xiaowan sat up from the carriage, looked outside through the gap in the window, and asked:

"Xu Buling, where have we been? Aren't we staying here for one night?"

Xu Buling took out the map and estimated it according to the distance:

"I just arrived in Qiufeng Town. This place is not safe. I will stay outside at night. I will be able to arrive at Huluhai in a few days."

Huluhai is an inland lake in the north of the desert, and is one of the most beautiful places outside the border. Xu Buling’s main purpose is to travel around the mountains and rivers. The first stop to reach the Northern Qi Dynasty, so naturally where to go.

Cui Xiaowan said softly, without saying much, just looking at the street scene that was completely different from Zhongyuan.

The little sparrow was completely frozen and had not left the carriage for several days. She hurried in Cui Xiaowan's arms from morning to night. She opened her mouth and gained weight. Just as she was about to get into Cui Xiaowan's arms and continue to sleep, the door of the carriage was opened a little, and Xu Buling's voice came in:

"Yiyi, I'm out to work."

"Jiji--"

The little sparrow looked at the snowy day outside, shook her head listlessly, and flew to Xu Buling's shoulders.

Xu Buling raised his hand and touched the little sparrow's head:

"I've gained so much weight. If I don't fly twice and move, I can't fly anymore. When I go back, Jiujiu has to scold me to death. Go."

The little sparrow couldn't speak and couldn't refuse. After adapting to the wind and snow, it shook its wings and flew into the sky like a sharp arrow.

Xu Buling looked up and continued to drive the carriage to the end of the street.

On the way, I passed by a small tea shop. An old woman sat in the tea shop, baking a fire by the stove. When the carriage passed by, she spoke and said:

"Young people, it's so snowy, it's not safe to go out. Let's take a break and leave."

Xu Buling turned his head and looked at it. The tea shop was not big. There was a small table at the door with a layer of snow piled up on it. The pattern of gossip could be vaguely seen on the hanging tablecloth. It seemed to be a fortune teller's table with bamboo sticks on it.

There is only an old woman in the tea shop. She is already very old and has kind eyes. She feels completely different from the rest of the town.

Cui Xiaowan looked through the gap in the car window and said softly:

"This old lady is a good person, I advise you."

Xu Buling knew that Cui Xiaowan was as clear as a mirror and could see the inside of a person through the appearance. When he heard Xiaowan say this, he looked at the old woman and said angrily:

"Thank you for your concern, my younger generation is responsible."

The old woman shook her head and smiled, and didn't say anything more. It seemed that this was not the first time she was trying to persuade him like a naughty man, and she knew she couldn't help but persuade him.

"drive--"
Chapter completed!