Where are the rivers and lakes?

Where there are people, there will be grievances, and where there are grievances, there will be rivers and lakes.

Jianghu is everywhere.

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In the distant sky, a golden-red fireball hung high, carrying with it a brilliant power, scorching thousands of creatures on the land beneath it.

Thousands of miles of wild sand in the desert reveal endless desolation. As far as the eye can see, the yellow sand is everywhere, and the hot gravel is like the essence condensed by the fire. It evaporates every trace of water vapor in the earth under your feet and takes away most of the vitality here.

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The wind and dust roared up, flying and rolling, wrapped in countless grains of gravel, and covered the sky and the sun.

No one dares to look down upon this place, because there are countless dead bones and corpses buried under this boundless sea of ​​sand. This is a forbidden place in the world, whether it is a leaping yellow sheep or a goshawk soaring in the sky.

Don't dare to get involved easily, even humans. Once you are here, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, if you make one wrong move, you will be dead without seeing the body.

How can a human being defeat heaven and earth?

The scorching and dazzling sun is like a thrown boulder, slowly streaking to the horizon, from east to west, bringing out an invisible arc. It was originally a golden red, but in the end, only red, red people's hearts were left.

Trembling. The setting sun is like blood, as if it has exhausted all its light and heat for the day, leaving only the afterglow of a few stars.

The wind is getting stronger, and as soon as the heat goes away, the cold comes again.

It's very quiet and monotonous. What's so quiet is that it's deserted and lifeless. What's monotonous is that there's only the sound of the wind and the sound of billions of gravels rolling and colliding in the wind, turning into a strange and eerie sound, rustling.

And the movement is like the whispering movement of countless lonely ghosts.

The wind is strong and the sand is strong. When it comes here, no matter whether it is a human or a ghost, it cannot escape the fate of being covered up and become as humble as an ant.

And here, there are also rivers and lakes.

In the vast expanse of desert, the melodious camel bells rang out, tinkling, crisp and sweet, and in an instant it seemed to erase the loneliness on this land.

Although the scorching sun and wild sand have buried most of the vitality, fortunately there is still some left.

camel.

At sunset, a few camels drove over from the ancient road in the distance, crossing the rugged Gobi desert and arriving at this barren sand sea.

The sky is high and the sky is high, and the yellow sand is endless.

Under the afterglow of the red sun, there was a person sitting on the back of the leading camel, who seemed to have come from the boundary between heaven and earth, from the farthest point to the nearest place.

Walking in this lonely world.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!"

The camel bells sounded melodiously, and each camel carried something on its back, including packages of various sizes.

And that person, a person, a woman.

Although she was tightly wrapped in layers of clothes, her limbs and sleeves were tightly tied, her head was covered with gauze, and her face was covered with cloth, she was still a woman, as if she had driven a long way under the sun, or maybe

, she is the last trace of life in this sandy sea. The half of her cheek exposed by the veil is the color of wheat that has been exposed to the sun for a long time. Sweat seeped down along her delicate neck.

"call!"

After exhaling, the woman took off the gray cloth on her face, revealing a face as beautiful as a flower. But when the flesh and blood were covered with a layer of wheat color, the woman seemed to be vigorous, shrewd, and full of energy like a leopard.

A strange kind of explosive power.

The flesh on her cheeks was like that of a full-term baby, trembling and a little fat. Then, she vented her hatred toward the sea of ​​sand, spat, and cursed: "Bah, fuck you."

, What a broken place, it makes people suffer!"

She scolded her many times since she came to this barren place. After she felt comfortable with the scolding and vented her grievances, she took out a bag of water from the camel's back and drank several large gulps.

He lay on his back and was drenched all over again as if to vent his anger, letting out a high and happy howl from his mouth, his hair flying, water droplets splashing everywhere, and then he was swallowed up by the residual warmth of the gravel.

The woman covered her face again and patted the dust off her body, but her mouth was not idle, singing a song with a unique tune.

"On August 15th, the temple door opens, and all kinds of candles are put on the stage. Red candles are red, white candles are white. Brother's candle, sister, you can't hold it with one hand-"

The lyrics he sings are as rough and simple as this land.

But she stopped driving the camel not far.

The singing also stopped.

The camel bell started and stopped.

But in the wind not far away, there was a series of bells ringing, which was very clear, but the sound was very small.

The woman left in search of the sound and saw a man half-hidden by the gravel in the yellow desert. On his right wrist was a string of red ropes with bells of different sizes tinkling in the wind.

With.

"Auntie, I thought I was brave enough, but I didn't expect there was someone more courageous than me who dared to walk in this desert alone!"

The woman looked at him in a strange way, and murmured to herself, without bending down, she only raised her feet and the man turned over.

Looking at the other person's appearance, the woman was stunned.

But I saw that the other party's lips and teeth were tightly closed, his eyes were tightly closed, but his lips were dry and cracked, and his face was gray and dusty. He didn't know if he had lost his way. He also had short hair, and even his clothes were not very common, and they were strangely tight.

, carrying a package on his back, which seemed to be wrapped with a weapon.

"Where does this mean you are desperate? Why do you come to this damn place to beg for food?"

She touched the man's neck with her finger.

There is still breath.

He looked up at the sky again, his eyes changed, and then he cursed and said: "Well, today I am unlucky for Jin Xiangyu, just be kind, and if we meet again in the future, I will die without caring about this business, it is really troublesome!"

After saying that, he caught the man and carried him on the back of a camel. He took off the white jade ring on the other's thumb, put it in his hand and weighed it, and then said with a smile: "It seems that this is a good deal."

It’s not a loss either!”

Then he climbed up on the camel's back neatly, shouted, and led the camel away.

The camel bells sounded far away, and the singing also faded away. This land seemed to have returned to the loneliness it had been for thousands of years, with only the desolate wind and sand still blowing.

The sun is setting and twilight is already deep.

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During the Jingtai period of the Ming Dynasty, the eunuchs had exclusive power and the people were in dire straits.

Among them, Dongchang, who is in charge of the intelligence supervision department, is the most arrogant and domineering. He has established twelve supervisors, thirteen treasuries, four divisions, eight bureaus and twenty-four yamen in the capital, wielding power over both the government and the public.

In order to eliminate dissidents, Dongchang did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to recruit a group of fierce dead soldiers from various places to form the notorious Black Cavalry and Archery Team. Most of them were the most vicious villains in the world.

In the Weapons Department and the Ministry of Life and Industry, skilled craftsmen are dedicated to designing various novel murder weapons to persecute innocent people.

The great eunuch Cao Shaoqing, appointed himself the governor of Dongchang, held the emperor hostage, ordered hundreds of officials, and monopolized power. In the court, he tried his best to exclude dissidents and was bent on establishing the Dongchang dynasty. He also set up private courts to investigate the affairs of the officials and the people.

Anyone who dared to resist had their homes confiscated and their clans exterminated. They were immediately taken to Dongchang and tortured to death.
Chapter completed!