Yezhao Sandbar

Chapter 13

Watching him board the carriage surrounded by guards, Duan Qianmo suddenly felt a sense of distress, which was terrifying for him.

It's like holding an apple, but the second bite tastes like peaches, and what comes out is still an apple.

He will not admit that he is holding an apple and yearning for a peach. He is a person who pursues freshness but is definitely not a man of change, just like holding Ah Hua in his hand, he will never think of Ah Hong in his heart. I don’t know if the taste is bad or the apple is bad. Well, it's not just my brain that's broken.

Suddenly I crave peaches!

Duan Qianmo slammed his mouth and found that Ah Xi had gotten into the carriage at some point, and Wu Fu was looking at him with his head tilted thoughtfully.

"My lord, you seem to be melancholy?"

"Perhaps. Occasional melancholy can help cultivate sentiment. This is how poets come out of melancholy."

"Oh, so it's possible for a subordinate to become a man of letters?"

Duan Qianmo: "..." I don't want to hurt your...sentiment!

"My lord, there are so many thorns on the cane, the palms of my subordinates are all pierced."

"Should!"

"..."

"Let's go!"

"Yes!"

"Wait, you tied the rattan?"

"Yeah, but Ah Xi asked for it?"

"It should!"

Duan Qianmo whipped his horse and led dozens of guards ahead, leaving the carriage far behind.

The trip back was not in time, so I found an inn at sunset, which is close to the Gobi, and there are no other buildings or houses except this inn, which is solitary.

The inn is a three-story soil structure, filled with rice milk for reinforcement, to prevent wind, sand and salt corrosion. It is very spacious inside. It is dinner time. Dozens of wooden tables are full of people, most of whom are merchants who go to the Western Regions. , the door was not closed for the convenience of doing business, and the thick linoleum cloth curtain was shaking endlessly by the wind.

After entering the door, the waiter hadn't come to meet him, the hustle and bustle stopped immediately, and the hustle and bustle resumed after a short while. Duan Qianmo felt a little weird, but didn't think much about it.

In this kind of place, green vegetables are not available, and the portion and taste of hand-caught meat can’t be compared with that of Manyuelou. Duan Qianmo swallowed a few mouthfuls, remembering that a person like Axi who can’t be picky about food eats such a meal What kind of expression would it be if you grab the meat with your hands, and will you lick your mouth and fingers like a greedy cat?

Nothing to think about him!

The lobby was filled with smog, and he couldn't sit still any longer, so Wu Fu took the keys to the eight rooms and went upstairs.

The rooms in the inn are very simple, and the only extravagant thing about this upper room is that the windows are actually made of glass. Although they are made of several small pieces, there are not many such western glazed products in the most high-end inns in the Central Plains. It's just that the wind is strong at night, and the yellow sand is rolled up and knocked on the window, which is really noisy.

Duan Qianmo tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. He got up several times and looked out the window. Although they rode first on horseback much faster, they wouldn't leave the carriage behind so far.

It's not here yet?

There was only one driver in the car, and Ah Xi didn't have any martial arts skills, so it would be terrible if he encountered a horse thief.

What's the matter with Ah Xi, how can he explain it to Sima Qing?

He got up and put on his shoes, walked to the door and was about to open it when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, the light that penetrated through the crack of the door dimmed.

There are people outside the door!

"Boom!" The moment the door was kicked open, Duan Qianmo leaned back, and a cloud of red mist burst open in front of the open door, spreading instantly.

Duan Qianmo held his breath subconsciously, but still inhaled a little, his throat hurt from choking, he hurriedly kicked his feet, and slid into the room.

There was endless chatter outside, and Cang shouted in panic among the voices: "Horse thief!"

In order to avoid wind and sand, the windows of the room are very high and small. Duan Qianmo jumped onto the window sill and broke the glass with a punch. Behind him, red smoke spread throughout the room. After the glass shattered, the wind with yellow sand poured into the room, blowing it away There was a little smoke.

However, this is not a solution, the window is too small to get out, and the door cannot go out. Except for Wu Fu who is in the next room, the rest of the guards are all arranged on the first floor. It is impossible to wait for them to come to rescue. I am afraid that the entire inn is now full of people. smoke.

There was a sudden sound of heavy blows breaking through the air behind him. Duan Qianmo was alerted immediately. He leaned forward and swept his right leg in a prostrate position. One of them fell heavily to the ground. Duan Qianmo found that the choking smoke was buoyant. Things can be seen from a distance of one foot on the ground. The sneak attacker held a mace in his hand and was about to get up. Duan Qianmo split his long leg, and his heel hit the man's throat. There was a slight bone crack, and his legs kicked off. Twice, breathless.

The wind from the window was pouring into the room, and there was no place covered by smoke. Duan Qianmo picked up the mace and was about to get up. With a fixed gaze, he swung the mace in his hand and knocked down two horse thieves who were sneaking up. Noticing whether the two of them were killed, he jumped onto the window sill and wanted the stick to knock on the window sill.

"Beware!"

A short reminder came from outside the window, two "咻咻", and two more screams from inside the room.

An upside-down human face appeared at the window, while Duan Qianmo was dealing with more and more raiders, he whispered joyfully: "Sunny!"

Outside the window, the person with legs hooked upside down on the eaves looks like a snake. The head comes in through the window first, then the shoulders slide in slowly and smoothly, and the widest part comes in. Holding the edge of the window sill with both hands, the whole person squeezes in smoothly. Stepping into the window, it landed gently like a feather.

Duan Qianmo saw Sima Qing's tantric yoga again in his busy schedule, and he admired his sweetheart even more, and said with a soft smile, "I'm so touched by the hard-spoken and soft-hearted guy."

Sima Qing slowly patted the dust off her body, and Duan Qianmo had almost taken care of the people in the room.

"There is an ambush outside the inn!" He reminded Duan Qianmo in a dull tone that he cannot go outside the window.

"How did you avoid them?"

"Knowing that you entered a black shop, should I also come in with you to die?"

At this time, in Duan Qianmo's eyes, no matter whether he followed all the way to save Axi or for other reasons, now that he entered his room, he just wanted to save his own life, so no matter how hard this person's mouth is, his heart will never stop. I still care about him, otherwise how could I save him again and again.

Sima Qing still looked like she had lost her teeth from the cold, she didn't put her eyes on Duan Qianmo's face who was staring at him stupidly, but she still explained: "I've been on the roof since I followed."

Duan Qianmo smiled and asked, "Then what should we do now?"

"Let's go out first. Your guards are on the first floor, and they can probably resist for a while." Covering his mouth and nose while talking, he took two steps forward to pick up the kettle on the table, and poured "Gulu Gulu" on Duan Qianmo's face. On the hem of the robe, throwing away the kettle, tore off the fabric at the hem, divided it into two pieces to cover the face, and handed one to Duan Qianmo.

The two covered their mouths and noses with wet cloth, leaned forward and walked out with full vigilance.

Although the nasal cavity was prevented from inhaling the smoke, the exposed eyes were still dry and painful from the smoke. The smoke outside was slightly lighter, and the visibility was within two feet.

Duan Qianmo guarded Sima Qing behind him, tiptoed his way forward, and moved all the way to the stairs. The sound of the clash of swords and swords downstairs was already very clear.

Sima Qing was a little unaccustomed to being guarded by others. She tried to get in front of him, and only then did she take a step forward. Her right hand was held by a pair of warm hands, and the expression on his back could not be seen clearly in the smoke. For some reason, she could imagine The way he looked over was a warmth that never belonged to him.

His hand shrank, and he tightened his grip, irresistibly, like an oath entrusting each other to live and die together, starting from the tightly held palms, that touch of sinking temperature.

"This is not just killing people and getting goods!"

Hearing Sima Qing's shocking conclusion from behind the cloth towel, Duan Qianmo asked, "What did you find?"

"The business travelers staying overnight in a black shop will never come to kill one by one, otherwise, who else will come to the door?" Sima Qing said in a deep voice: "The ones who will be killed will only be one or two, and they are all secrets. It was done so that no one would find out that it was obviously aimed at a certain person by setting off smoke and killing people like this today."

"You mean me?"

"I'm afraid that everyone who has seen you will be silenced, and there will be no trace of the king of Xifan disappearing. The purpose of those people is no longer as simple as killing people for money."

Duan Qianmo recalled the scene of entering the inn, and realized that Sima Qing's guess was correct, but who would be the one who wanted to silence her?

Speaking of which, there was really a long row of people who thought he died, and everyone had reasons to get rid of this unsightly Western feudal king, including Sai Mo and Sima Qing!

If it was Sima Qing, then he would not have reminded himself at this moment. On second thought, with his pride, reminding him before he silenced him was just to make him understand clearly, because Sima Qing's appearance was really unexpected.

A kind of cold air enveloped the whole body, Sima Qing also seemed to realize that the atmosphere had dropped several degrees suddenly, and wanted to pull out her hand, but felt the cold wind was threatening, and there seemed to be countless sharp edges rushing towards her face, and Duan Qianmo was in front of her!

Sima Qing closed her eyes in shock, her tightly clenched hands were released at this moment, and the sound of the wind flowed in her ears. At that moment, her body was suddenly overwhelmed by someone, and she rolled down the stairs uncontrollably. Dong dong dong" The human body knocked on the stairs with a muffled sound, but did not feel any pain, the head and hands were tightly protected in front of the chest, and there was a refreshing and clean mint fragrance from the nose.

The sharp blade whistled by his ears, and "Duoduo" landed on the handrail and the pillar of the stairs.

After rolling down the stairs, Sima Qing couldn't stop and rolled forward a few feet. Sima Qing was dragged up by Duan Qianmo. The two reacted quickly. Duan Qianmo attacked the front, and Sima Qing drew out his dagger to cover his back. They fought back to back side by side, tacit understanding They were like comrades who were familiar with each other on the battlefield, and quickly reached the stairs on the second floor.

"Get up!" Duan Qianmo lifted Sima Qing onto the handrail, and the two of them slid down together.

The smoke on the first floor has faded a lot. The guards and horse thieves are fighting chaotically. At a glance, you can see that there is a huge disparity in the number of people. The door is tightly closed. The opponent is vowing to kill them all this time.

"Rush out as hard as you can, I have a way to get out when I get outside!" Sima Qing approached Duan Qianmo and gave a quick instruction, and then rushed into the center of the hall in a flash.

The hall was in chaos with swords and swords. The guards were fighting four or five people one by one. Sima Qing, who had no martial arts, would undoubtedly die if she entered.

Sima Qing took out a loop of silver thread with a claw in the front hanging from her waist, held the top end in her hand, and waved it a few times, the claw flew out with a "swoosh" sound of silver thread, nailed into the peg on the gate, , the moving claws tightly grasped the big wooden peg, someone found that he was about to open the door, and shouted: "Kill that kid!"

Sima Qingcong didn't hear it, she pulled back with her right hand, a cold light had already swept to the back of his neck!

A swirling air flow shot towards the cold light, and there was a piercing sound of a weapon breaking near Sima Qing's neck, "Bang!", the big knife almost broke against Sima Qing's neck, and the broken knife edge followed The arc swung by the raider grazed Sima Qing's throat... just a little short of it!

Duan Qianmo breathed a sigh of relief, only felt that the cold sweat on his back was soaking through his clothes, Sima Qing's desperate rhythm... really terrible!

Thanks to that ivory folding fan!

The wood splintered, the latch fell, and the door on one side swung open.