[Shadow Guardian] The Wind Rises from the Wild West

Before the bonfire, Hong Han and Uncle Ma were discussing the purchase of ironware for horses, and Liang, an official of the defense, kept persuading them to drink. After a while, everyone was already drunk, and they didn't know how the conversation was going.

Hong Han whispered, "Yun."

The young man in black came to Hong Han's side like a smoke, knelt on one knee and said, "Master."

Hong Han took the horn cup in one fell swoop.Yun picked up the wine jar on the ground and filled it up for him. The bonfire illuminated his face and also illuminated the firebird brand on the back of his hand.

Uncle Ma's gaze turned on the young man, and it shone slightly.

The two sides talked for a long time just now, and they were deadlocked.

Honghan wanted to use 500 taels of gold to buy [-] horses, [-] sets of armor, [-] knives and guns, and [-] arrows.Uncle Ma always felt that Xi Yanbo's trip to the Central Plains to put down the rebellion could not have only made so much money.The two sides haggled over every detail for a long time, but they still haven't reached an agreement.But looking at the shabby equipment of the people in the camp, they don't look like they are rich.At this price, he made a profit, but he felt that it was not enough, so he delayed it first, and then talked about it, and it would not be too late to finalize it until the end.Seeing the black-clothed slave in front of him, he had an idea in his mind.

Uncle Ma prides himself on having a very poisonous eye, and with just one glance, he can tell that this young man has martial arts skills, is young, and has a good figure.Such slaves cannot be raised by ordinary princes and aristocratic families.Besides...

As soon as the thought came to him, Uncle Ma laughed and said: "Bojun always said that he didn't get any gold in the Central Plains. Don't you know that there are some things that can be used as money!" He raised his empty wine glass and wanted the slave in black to pour it for himself Drinking wine, but unexpectedly the other party's eyes drooped, as if he hadn't seen him.

The garrison officer Liang next to him filled up the wine for him.

Uncle Ma pretended to be drinking, and said in a roundabout way: "Now is the breeding season for livestock. Many of the [-] horses that Uncle Bojun wanted are giving birth and raising young. The next family is poor. If all the horses and foals are taken away, they will not survive. down."

Hong Han said: "How long has the Mabao Master been selling horses here?"

Uncle Ma said: "Speaking of it, it's not too long. It's been more than 20 years since I came to the Northland when I was young. It's nothing compared to the grassland barbarians raising horses for generations."

Hong Han sneered: "Does the castle owner know the rules of barbarians selling horses in the grassland?"

When barbarian people sell horses, they are counted as big horses. The foals that suckle with the mare are not counted, and they go with the mare.Uncle Ma said: "Although I have a little Hu blood, but my heart is a real Han."

Hong Han stared at him, and said, "Really, the Han people would sell armor and ironware to outsiders?"

Uncle Ma frowned, although everyone knew about this in secret, but in the open it was absolutely impossible to open it up. "Bojun, don't scare the villain. The armor and weapons of Majiabao are only supplied to the nearby border towns. The blacksmiths in the castle are invited from the state of Wu. It takes a long time for each weapon. It is really not easy. I know Bo Jun is in trouble, I have a suggestion..."

"Say."

Uncle Ma licked his lips and said boldly: "The two hundred horses will come according to the rules of the grassland, and the colts will be given along with the big horses. Ten sets of wrought iron armor, ten sets of leather armor, fifty knives and forty guns , five thousand arrows. All in all...just five hundred gold for Bojun. I will dedicate another set of fine iron armor to Bojun."

How did he become so generous all of a sudden?Of course, it couldn't be that Uncle Ma suddenly found out his conscience.Hong Han put down his wine glass and asked lazily, "What do you want?"

Uncle Ma said: "Bo Jun is a person who wants to do great things, so I will suffer a loss and make friends."

No one would believe this, everyone looked at Master Ma and waited for his next words.Sure enough, he rolled his eyes, looked at the black-clothed boy sitting behind Hong Han, and said, "Just change that slave."

Honghan raised his eyebrows, glanced at Yun who was kneeling beside him, then looked at Uncle Ma, and laughed out loud. "It's worth so much gold."

The guard officer Liang looked at Yun nervously. The young man turned a deaf ear to these words, kept his head down, and remained silent as usual.This is different from what they negotiated earlier.They originally planned to lower the price falsely to avoid suspicion from the other party, and finally finalized the deal.When waiting to pick up the goods, take the opportunity to raid Majiabao and eat them whole.

As a result, there is a sudden change now.Not much has changed, it's just that besides gold, there are also people who are traded.The boy in black was Xi Yanbo's bodyguard, and Ji Liang already knew that the relationship between the two was extraordinary.Even if he went back and took down Majiabao, the young man would still go to the owner of Mabao.How could Uncle Xi Yan agree?If he does not agree, it will be even more difficult for the treacherous Martial Lord to hold back, and it will be difficult for him to take precautions against the smell.

He was struggling secretly, but he heard Uncle Xi Yan calling: "Yun."

Hong Han tapped the wine glass in front of him.The black-clothed boy quietly stepped forward and filled it up, as if he could not feel the gazes of the crowd at all.

Hong Han pointed to Uncle Ma's wine glass again, and said, "Go and fill it up for the Castle Master."

Uncle Ma was overjoyed when he heard the words, this is a condition to agree to him!

The boy still knelt down, motionless, as if he didn't hear it.

This was the first time Yun explicitly resisted Honghan's order. For some reason, Honghan felt a little satisfied, but pretended to be annoyed: "Why, have you learned to resist the master? I haven't sent you out yet."

The boy in black leaned slightly, lowered his eyes, and still did not move.

Hong Han was about to say a few more words, but Yun got up, walked in front of him, knelt down, and bowed solemnly.When he raised his head, his eyes were calm and gloomy.Hong Han's heart sank, and he only heard him answer in a low voice: "Yes, master."

Honghan didn't know what it was like for him, it was just a temporary expediency, but he felt extremely bad in his heart.He said cruelly, "Let him go."

Uncle Ma was overjoyed, for fear that Hong Han would go back on his word, he stopped drinking, and immediately got up and said, "Bo Jun is really straightforward, I will deliver the agreed item tomorrow, and Bo Jun will be satisfied!"

Seeing Majiapu's group leave the camp on a cart and hula la, the rest of the people looked at each other for a while, not knowing what to say.

Although the guards seldom talked to Yun, they traveled all the way together after all.Even if they knew that the relationship between the young man and Bo Jun was extraordinary, it was just that some people secretly despised him and no one regarded him as an outsider.Now, he sent someone away with just one word, and Yun followed others without saying a word.

Ji Kan gnawed half of the meat and fell to the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

Uncle Thirteen sighed deeply.

Ji Liang murmured: "This...isn't that good."

Only Honghan remained expressionless, continuing to drink one after another.

The whole camp slowly fell silent.

The first one to come out was Jingqujiang. He put the sword on his back and stood up to lead the horse. "I'll kill him." I don't know if he wants to kill Master Ma, or Yun, or both.

The guards stood up one by one and walked towards the horses.Uncle Thirteen looked at Hong Han, who was still drinking.

Hong Han first drank cup by cup, and then drank jar after jar until he drank all the wine.Reeking of alcohol, he stood up, and he slammed the empty jar hard, making a crisp sound that smashed through the night sky.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he said to his brothers in a deep voice, "Go, go kill someone."

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From the city to the northeast, there are ditches and ridges of loess, with clumps of coir grass growing in them, even in summer, it also has a sense of desolation.The half moon hangs in the east, looking coldly at the team running across the wilderness in the night.

Ji Kan ran at the front, and he was so familiar with the road to Majiapu that he didn't need to recognize the traces of the carriage on the ground.After running for about ten miles, they saw the carriage on the dirt road from a distance.There is no shelter in the wilderness, the carriage is parked alone on the road, there are no guards or horses around it-it seems to be abandoned by someone.

When he got closer, he saw corpses strewn about near the carriage.

Hong Han's heart tightened, and he rushed forward to lift the curtain of the carriage.At the door was the dead Uncle Ma, his clothes disheveled, his eyes staring in horror, and there was only a neat wound on his neck.The interior of the car is luxuriously decorated and empty.

Hong Han's gaze scanned the messy cushions inside the car one by one, the broken leather locks on the car wall, and his brows gradually frowned.

At this time, Ji Kan came to report: "The dead are all from Majiapu. They were all killed with a knife, or cut their throats, or stabbed them in the heart. The strike was very cruel. Horseshoes are scattered around, and there are signs of fighting. Others should He ran away. Do you want to chase after him?"

When he looked up, he saw Uncle Ma's body, and said in surprise, "Uncle Ma is dead? Then Majiabao..." He thought that there was internal strife between the other party, and this was a rare opportunity to take down Majiabao in one fell swoop. .I just don't know where Yun went.

Hong Han got off his horse, looked around, and walked in a certain direction.

Obviously there was no guidance, but he walked there very firmly and climbed a ridge.

There is a tree in the distance, forming a clear silhouette in the night.Honghan went all the way to the tree, and he saw the person he wanted to see—the boy in black sitting against the tree, and he couldn't find it unless he looked carefully.

He walked up to the boy, knelt down to be at his height, and found that the boy was looking at the moon.

"It's fine." At this time, Hong Han's heart finally fell to the ground. It turned out that he cared so much, far more than he imagined.

Yun had to look at Honghan, against the moonlight, he couldn't see Honghan's expression clearly. "I killed Lord Marburg," he said.

Hong Han said, "I wanted to kill him too."

Yun lowered his eyes, "I'm sorry. I can't continue to follow you."

Hong Han raised his eyebrows, because he claimed to have given him to someone else? "That was just a temporary expediency."

"I know." Yun said softly. "But, I'm going to die."

The indifferent tone still seemed to be talking about other irrelevant things.

Dazed, Hong Han went to feel his wrist pulse, and found that the boy's wrist was bloody and bloody, which should be caused by breaking the leather strap.To make matters worse, Yun's meridian was severely damaged, his internal breath was already out of control, scattered into all limbs, and his heart was intermittent.Thinking of the fact that more than a dozen people, including Lord Mabao, were killed by him before, he couldn't help being surprised: "They can hurt you so far!"

"It's not them." Yun shook his head.He still has no way to put aside his own thoughts and faithfully carry out his master's orders.When he bid farewell to Honghan in front of the bonfire, the backlash had already begun.

Shadow cannot change its owner, once the fire contract is established, it is life and death.He naturally knew that Honghan said that just for a while, and there must be repetitions afterwards.But he couldn't control his resistance.And when in the carriage, the castle master approached wretchedly, he broke free from the leather rope and killed him.

Shadows cannot disobey their master's orders.He's been defying it all the time, so he's going to die, under the backlash.

Realizing this, Yun unexpectedly felt relieved.

"Sorry, I can't make a movie after all."

It is said that the shadow is the sharpest blade and the strongest shield around the lord.From the moment he walked out of Qishan Mountain, Yun only used his blade for Honghan once, and he had already come to an end.He can control his body, but he cannot control his thoughts.He doesn't know how the predecessors did it, but he has tried his best.

Hong Han was suddenly very angry, "I won't let you die!"

"This is an order!" he yelled, "You are mine, and you will be mine for the rest of your life!"

Yun closed his eyes and smiled.This time, he was finally able to willfully disobey his master's orders.

No matter how overbearing the order was, it couldn't stop the young man's pulse from weakening little by little until it was barely noticeable.Honghan's eyes were red and his canthus were tearing apart, but his anger could not conceal the panic and despair in his heart - he hated such strange emotions.He grabbed Yun's wrist and poured his inner breath into it regardless, but it was just stagnant water and it had no effect.

Uncle Thirteen came over, wanting to take the boy's body.Hong Han refused to let go, and walked towards the horse with Yun in his arms.

"You liar!" he growled through gritted teeth.He clearly remembered the promise he made on Mount Qi, the young man promised that he would be with him in life and death, and that he would never be in debt.It's less than a month now, and I'm about to let go.Those respectful, obedient, and resigned people are all fake and fake!He indulged himself to do whatever he wanted, and then he could let go and leave with peace of mind.An out-and-out liar!

The boy's body turned cold quickly, like a piece of ice, just like it was before the fire contract in Qishan.With a thought in his heart, Hong Han picked up the scimitar and swiped at his wrist, a cluster of blood stained his pale face.However, it was useless, the blood was still blood, slowly sliding down the cold skin, without the slightest trace of the miraculous fusion that day.

"General!" Uncle Thirteen was taken aback, he had never seen Hong Han so crazy.Not when suppressing bandits in Western Xinjiang, not when attending funerals in Yancheng, and not when suppressing rebellion in the Central Plains.

Hong Han simply pried open the young man's lips and teeth, and forcibly stuffed his own wrist.The mysterious fire contract made him believe that there was a blood connection between the two.After each passion, the red mark of the deed seal floating on the young man's forehead also confirmed him that he was his master.It's not just a salutation, but a deeper, unshakable connection. "If you dare to die, try!"

As if it was an illusion, he felt the boy's meridians tremble slightly.Hong Han firmly grasped this glimmer of hope, opened a deeper wound on his wrist, and pressed his back to his heart to pass the endless stream of internal energy, regardless of whether the opponent's empty veins responded or not.

He tore open the front of his clothes, tied the boy to his chest, got on the horse, and led the team to Majiapu with a whistle.

The two were very close.When he walked down Qishan Mountain, he carried Yun on the back of the horse, but now he was tied to his chest, with his chest against his back.The deep voice seemed not to be dictated, but passed directly in the chest.

"If you dare to die, I swear that I will go up to Mount Qi and flatten the Shadow Gate."

"If you dare to die, I swear that I will burn the imperial mausoleum down."

"If you dare to die, I swear that one day I will go east to Zihanguan to point at the Central Plains. I don't care who you are. If you break the contract, I will do anything."

Majiabao was already in chaos.The owner of the castle was killed, and the rest fled back.As soon as the news spread, the little bosses who had different thoughts suddenly became confused.There were those who wanted to take the opportunity to become the boss, and those who wanted to pack their bags and run away, making a mess.

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise, and in the depths of the night, several feathered arrows flew towards the village gate with a blazing sound.Then the overwhelming wave of arrows arrived.The gate of the village was made of hardwood, fearing fire if not afraid of swords and guns, and it collapsed with a bang after a short while.

In the light of the flames, Hong Han was the first to charge in with his horse.Thirteenth Uncle, Jing Qujiang and other bodyguards followed closely, and broke into Majiabao fiercely.Honghan's eyes were red, flesh and blood flew everywhere with the halberd, and the guards around him were terrified.

In such a fierce battle, Hong Han paid attention to the aura of the young man in front of him.Once he felt intermittent instability, he opened his wrist wound to feed blood without hesitation.Just like this intermittently, I finally saw a faint red mark on the young man's forehead.

With the sound of horseshoes, the back door of the village was opened, horses rushed out, and many bandits fled in panic.Hong Han gave a loud shout and led his men to chase him out. His horse speed was extremely fast, the effect of leading the team before galloping was shown at this moment, and dozens of people rushed him away outside the stronghold.Hands up and down with knives, not a single one was left alive.

Ji Liang, the commander of the arrival city, looked at such a murderous god, and was secretly terrified in his heart, but fortunately, he was a friend rather than an enemy.

The battle started quickly and ended quickly.In less than half an hour, the once-proud corner of the village collapsed, helping people die and flee, and scattered like birds and beasts.