Chapter 1017

(monthly ticket!)

The topic seemed to arouse Fang Xie's interest. He leaned down and looked at the map carefully.

The shape of the big Sui Dynasty is like an irregular square, which is slightly wider in the South than in the north. More than half of the southern boundary line is coastline, and the other half is surrounded by langrushan tens of thousands of miles north and south. The northern border line, the northwest border is also langrushan, and the northeast is Baishan.

On the whole, although the Sui Dynasty was vast, the difference between the northwest and other places was too great. You should know that although it is cold on the white mountain in the northeast, there is a lot of grain on the fertile black land every year. This is also why Gao Kaitai wanted Fang Xie to give him the Northeast roads when he negotiated with Fang Xie.

Northwest northeast, horizontal in a line.

Fang Xie doesn't know anything about geology, and the memory of his previous life is not helpful.

"By the way, what do the Han people of your tribe do on weekdays?"

Fang Xie asked Wan Yan Yunshu.

Wan Yanyun thought for a moment and said, "this man's origin is mysterious. His father Khan once asked him. He only said that he came from the Central Plains. Because he didn't want to live in the dirty place in the Central Plains, he came to 100000 mountains. He said that although 100000 mountains are bitter and cold, they are pure, and we people of the northern Liao tribe are also simple."

Sang Sa Sa smiled and said, "in this case, there is no way to distinguish between true and false."

Wan Yan Yunshu continued: "On weekdays, he basically taught his brother knowledge, and his father Khan often asked him some questions. His brother first learned about the Central Plains from that man. So his brother yearned for the Central Plains, so he had the idea of living in the Central Plains for a while. His father Khan actually agreed to him, and he left with only a few guards. However... My brother seemed to say later..."

Wanyan Yunshu rubbed his head and tried his best to recall. Such details seem to be really difficult for a woman like her.

"I remember. My brother said that the Central Plains he saw seemed different from the central plains that the man said. They were the same in general, but they were different in many details."

She tooted her mouth and said that she had tried her best. It was great to remember these.

Fang Xie couldn't help laughing and said, "what you remember in your little head is other things. It's good to remember these things."

Wan Yan Yunshu pulled Fang Xie's arm and said, "I didn't know you at that time, and I didn't yearn for the central plains like my brother, and I didn't talk to that Han man many times. Naturally, I wouldn't remember. If I had known to know you, I would have asked him more."

Fang Xie smiled and shook his head, "but it's strange here."

He looked at sang Sa Sa.

Sang Sa Sa nodded: "yes, it's strange here... A Han man from the Central Plains to 100000 mountains may not have traveled all over the Central Plains, so he doesn't know much about local customs. In general, he may be wrong. But he will never remember the details of where he lives."

Wanyan Yunshu was stunned: "my father Khan thought wrong... I remember when he mentioned it to my father Khan, my father Khan said that the Central Plains is vast and rich in resources, and there is no need to study the details. It can be wrong in general, but there can't be too many mistakes in details."

Fang Xie smiled and said, "so now it looks more and more like Sa Sa's speculation. That person went to your tribe for what purpose. Maybe this purpose is not for your tribe. The northern Liao nationality lives on the edge of 100000 mountains. Whether he wants to enter or come out of the mountains, your tribe is the best foothold."

Sang Sa Sa said, "he must have prepared before he went to your tribe. But he didn't leave the Central Plains for 100000 mountains, but came out of it. So those things he prepared were taught to him by others, and he didn't even know whether he was right or wrong. Maybe he had never been to the Central Plains."

Wanyan Yunshu rubbed his eyebrow corner: "it's so complicated. I'd better not think about it."

After thinking for a while, Fang Xie said, "now think according to your thinking. If he came out of the mountains when he was sent, and he specially prepared some things to deal with the northern Liao tribe, what's his purpose? He just doesn't want to break off contact with the outside world?"

"What else can there be?"

Sang Sa Sa was silent for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "It's very difficult to get into 100000 mountains. The northern Liao tribe is the best foothold, which must be right. What we've always thought before is that the people inside don't want to be isolated and want to know about things outside, so we sent someone as a sentry. But we didn't think about whether this person settled in the northern Liao tribe and was waiting for some contact with the outside?"

Fang Xie thought and nodded: "maybe..."

This conversation was just a boring topic for several people. Because they suddenly thought of it, neither Fang Xie nor sang Sasa, nor Wanyan Yunshu, who once lived in 100000 mountains, continued to speculate deeply. First, these had nothing to do with them. Second, they could speculate that these were very good, because they didn't know much.

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northwest

Fan Gucheng

Now there are only some vagrants living in the city. Their homes have been destroyed. They have been avoiding the war since they fled. Their news is too closed. They don't know whether the war is over, so they don't dare to go home. So I can only walk aimlessly like a walking corpse.

They huddled in the corner, huddled together to keep warm.

When Fang Xie returned to fangucheng, he repaired it. A few years later, it seems that it has become a lot dilapidated. The laughter and laughter that once floated in the city have disappeared, and now only the children among the refugees cry because of hunger.

Mr. Jiu, dressed in a moon white Confucian shirt, walked slowly into fangucheng and took a look at the dusty and dirty street. In the distance, under the corner of the wall, several refugees curled up and unconsciously leaned back when they saw strangers coming.

Mr. Jiu shook his head, and his eyebrows seemed a little bored.

"People should be strong when they experience pain, otherwise the pain they experience will be meaningless. Like these people, they live like walking corpses. The suffering of those years has completely defeated them. Even if they are sent to a paradise in the future, their spirit has disappeared. They will live in painful memories and tell people how hard they have been in recent years to win common ground Love... For such a person, living is meaningless. "

Behind him was a child who looked only eight or nine years old.

The boy is not beautiful. His face is too long, his nose is too high, his eyelids are very thin, his cheekbones are slightly protruding, and there are some freckles on his face. Even wearing clean clothes that fit well can't make him beautiful. His hair was a little withered and yellow, forked and spread like a handful of straw.

"Master, do you want to tell me not to be afraid of suffering, regard suffering as an experience to temper myself, and can't be negative and slack... Right?"

"You're really not smart enough."

Mr. Jiu sighed slightly and was really speechless about his apprentice's understanding in these aspects. However, what he valued was not the child's understanding of human and worldly sophistication, but another very important and important aspect.

"Master, we haven't been here for a long time. What will we take this time?"

Asked the boy.

He didn't seem to recognize it at all. His master was a little disappointed in him.

"There is nothing to be desired."

Mr. Jiu shook his head: "I have taken away what can be used here, and the rest is what I can't understand. This time, I don't take anything away, but what I leave."

"What's left?"

Asked the boy.

Mr. Jiu sighed heavily this time, because the child was really not smart: "I only brought you here. Naturally, I want to keep you."

"Oh"

The boy nodded, but this time he didn't ask why.

"The rules of our moon shadow hall are not that the last ninth master appointed his successor, but that whoever is stronger is Mr. 9. But when the rules are set, there will be a time to break them. I intend to train you to be Mr. 9 in the future. So you have to work hard. If someone grabs you in the future, you have to have the ability to kill him."

"Oh"

The boy said again, but there was no special reaction.

Mr. Jiu was too lazy to say anything. He pointed to the refugees who peeped out here: "kill them all."

"Why?"

"No why, I let you do it."

The boy was silent for a while, and reluctantly turned and walked towards the refugees. An hour later, the boy came back with the dagger still dripping with blood. Mr. Jiu seems very dissatisfied with his killing speed. But he appreciated the kind of hesitation when he killed young people. The refugees could not escape because the gate of the city had been blocked by Mr. Jiu's men. But these people didn't kill, because Mr. Jiu's order was... Let the boy kill all the people.

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Mr. Jiu led the boy through a street and into a dilapidated shop. The wine flag fluttering in the wind at the door of the shop is less than one-fifth of the original, full of dirt, and only half of the white clouds can be seen vaguely. Into the shop, through the lobby and kitchen, behind is a small courtyard.

There is a well in the yard. At the beginning, when fan Gu was still noisy, the well didn't give water, so the simple and honest male owner of the shop always had to carry a burden to draw water from the well in the distant street. Once the hostess of the shop accidentally dropped the wooden basin for washing clothes into the dry well. She didn't hear the sound of the basin breaking for a long time, so she sealed the dry well. However, she didn't think much about why a well was so deep.

"Why is a well built outside here? Can't water be pumped out, isn't it suspected?"

Asked the boy.

Mr. Jiu shook his head: "the well was hit later, and it must have been able to get water at that time. But maybe something happened later. The underground collapsed and the water was cut off. But no one thought that there would be so many secrets in the underground collapse."

"Master, have you lived underground before?"

"No"

Mr. Jiu said: "I've always lived in this city. I'm one of the people in this city, but I'm the least prominent one. When I should go back, I'll go down from this well. Once the owner of this shop was a couple, and their cultivation was pretty good, but they didn't notice me. When I had nothing to do, I sometimes sat on the edge of the well and watched them A quarrel, always that woman wins, but in the evening, she will make up for him. "

"What is special compensation?"

Asked the boy.

Mr. Jiu smiled and didn't answer.

"I'm the least prominent person in Fangu city. Later, the most prominent one in Fangu city attracted disaster. Fangu city was slaughtered and people died. Naturally, I won't be found by the murderers, and I didn't stop it. I just watched quietly and watched those familiar people die one by one."

"Later, the most prominent man came back. It can be said that he returned home in good clothes... He offered sacrifices to those dead people here, and I watched him in the dark."

Mr. Jiu smiled and said, "he's such an idiot that he offered sacrifices to a group of dead people. If it works, the moon shadow hall would have returned to the Jianghu. Because there are too many dead people in the moon shadow hall."