Biography of Haiguo

Behind him was a group of young beggars who were about the same age as him, preparing to go back to the Zhenshen Temple in the north of the city to rest.

Zhenshen Temple is a place where Unitarians hold regular gatherings, prayers and other religious ceremonies, similar to monk temples in the Central Plains.However, the Zhenshen Temple in the north of the city has been abandoned—the residents of Baihe City are almost non-religious, including Turkic people.

Anyway, what everyone is doing is a wicked business that licks blood at the head of a knife. They are all sinful people. If they believe in religion, they will go to Hell instead.

The little beggar and his companions live here.It is now March, and the first spring rain has fallen, and the air is filled with soft and warm smells.After surviving the winter, the following days will be much easier, so they are all in a good mood.

And when they saw the stranger lying at the gate of the temple, they felt even happier.

This person was tall, and even if he was curled up, he could tell that he had a slender figure. Compared with the tattered dark clothes on his body, his complexion was as white as snow.The first thing the little beggar saw was not his face, but the bulging lump in his trouser pocket, which instantly reminded him of a good thing: money.

He bent down to touch it, but his movements froze on the spot.This touch is very familiar, but it is definitely not banknotes or gold and silver, but...

gun!

The little beggar's hand trembled violently, he jumped away like an electric shock and took three steps back.After hearing him briefly explain the cause and effect of the incident, his companions all changed their faces: here, there are only two types of people with guns: one is soldiers and the other is bandits.No matter which one it is, it is murderous without blinking an eye.

Thinking of this, the little beggar first made up his mind.He frowned and rolled over the man's body, he was stunned for a moment when he saw his face clearly, but he made a movement of dropping a knife in his hand: "Kill him, or we will all die!"

"But boss, this man doesn't look like a horse bandit, nor does he look like a soldier." One of the short boys timidly said: "Look, he still has long hair, soldiers don't have long hair of."

After some discussion, more than a dozen teenagers decided to confiscate the man's gun and hide it. At the same time, they found a thick hemp rope and tied him to the pillar in the temple, and lit a fire in the empty field in the middle.

Not long after, the long-haired man woke up.The little beggar didn't intend to give him a chance to ask questions, so he said bluntly: "Sir, unfortunately, you have fallen into our hands. If you want to die, I will give you a ride now. If you want to live, I will call you The family brought the money."

"..." The long-haired man blinked a few times in confusion, and then he understood his current situation.He quickly calmed down, even with a gentle smile on his face: "I want to live."

"Where is your family?" The little beggar took out a piece of crumpled brown paper and a quill from under the altar, dipped it in some ink that was almost dry, and prepared to write a letter for him.The man coughed softly, his pale face suddenly turned sickly red, and he looked pitifully beautiful: "I... have no family."

"Then who can get you the ransom?" Even though it was his first time as a kidnapper, the little beggar behaved very maturely and prudently, and seemed to be very experienced.The man was startled, and then whispered a little shyly: "I have no money."

The little beggar let out a calm "Oh", and suddenly pulled out a short knife from his waist without warning, and was about to cut the opponent's neck.At this moment, the rope that was tied to the man's body was loosened and fell to the ground, and his hand had already snatched the knife from the little beggar's hand in an instant, and by the way, he also tightly strangled the little beggar in his arms between!

"Give me back my gun."

The man still looked very weak, but his strength was not weak at all, and his voice was very steady.The little beggar was so strangled by him that he couldn't breathe, and said in a rough voice: "You...you are injured, we have... many people, so we are not afraid...you!"

"I won't hurt you. Give me back the gun, and I'll leave right away." The man said lightly.The other beggars didn't dare to bet on the boss' life, so they immediately handed him the hidden pistol.As soon as the little beggar regained his freedom, he immediately turned his face and refused to recognize anyone and wanted to fight back. Then he was disarmed by the man's grabbing hand and broke his hand bone. The pain made him burst into tears, but he let out a cry of pain. No call came out.

Another vicious and cold wolf cub.

The man let go, but just as the little beggar turned to leave, he fired a shot at the ground his heel stepped on!The little beggar paused for a while, shivering all over his body, and finally bit the bullet and retreated.

He knew that he couldn't beat this man of unknown origin, and he couldn't stay in this place for the time being.Thinking of this, he looked back at the man resentfully. Under the firelight, the latter's dark green eyes were jumping with unexplained emotions, mysterious but also dangerous——

Wait, green eyes? !

The little beggar turned his whole body around this time.He faced the direction of the man, suddenly knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed three times: "I'm sorry! The little one has eyes and doesn't know Taishan, and offended the benefactor, please don't mind!"

The man was stunned, with a puzzled look in his green eyes: "Benefactor?"

The little beggar said loudly: "It's Miss Li Yunling, she has been asking around for your whereabouts!" After saying this, he immediately stared at the other person's face carefully, for fear of missing even a single expression on his face.Sure enough, the pupils of the man Gujing Wubo shrank suddenly, and the corners of his brows and eyes were filled with joy almost instantly, but his tone was still controlled very calmly and decently: "How do you know Li Yunling?"

At this time, he had a gun in his hand, and he was facing only a dozen children with an average age of no more than 15 years old, so he had no fear and acquiesced to the little beggar's "guess".The little beggar didn't expect him to admit it so happily. He was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "It's great, I finally found you! Miss Li saved my life, and you are her friend. Of course, the benefactor's friend is also the benefactor. We don’t know each other, since I’m still young, you just forget about those things just now.”

"where is she?"

The man—that is, Shen Changhe, didn't want to say even a word to such a cruel little poisonous person who changed his face like turning over a book, so he asked straight to the point.The little beggar immediately lowered his head in embarrassment, and muttered, "She and Adjutant Zhang were deceived by that old man, Sadiq Khan, and are now locked up in a post station less than a mile away from here..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Changhe had already rushed out and disappeared into the rainy night.

Some people are not impulsive by nature, but when stimulated by certain conditions, they will do stupid things that they would never do normally.For Shen Changhe, even if he knew that the impulse at this moment was wrong, he could no longer use "rationality" to suppress it!

He doesn't regret his impulsiveness.At least, when he discovered that he had once again fallen into someone else's trap, and was once again targeted by nearly a hundred mercenaries who had already ambushed around the station, he did not regret it, and was even very fortunate: fortunately, Li Yunling and Zhang Mu It's not that something really happened, but it's okay...He's the only one here who needs to face everything that will happen next.

The silent night sky suddenly became noisy, because a group of big black birds came from nowhere, and they hovered over the post station like dark clouds.Shen Changhe allowed his skin to be densely covered with golden lines, his pupils shrank into a narrow vertical line, and his long black hair fluttered in the cold wind of early spring, making his expressionless face even more strange and terrifying .

"Blood clan—this kid is a blood clan monster!" The leader of the ambushes was a brunette and blue-eyed Western Caucasian. He immediately raised the cross in his hand and made a gesture of prayer, and at the same time roared hoarsely: "Hit his heart, let this Devil go back to hell!"

It's a pity that just as he gave the order, Shen Changhe had already stalked him like a ghost, and a phantom appeared in his movements.The leader of the foreign mercenaries, who was holding a cross to command just now, was so frightened that he almost peed his pants, and hurriedly asked his subordinates to increase their firepower, while retreating like a rabbit.

The two sides fought each other all night.In the end, the mercenary leader survived, but his subordinates were all killed and injured; as for how he himself survived...it is also due to the fact that this "blood monster" like a killing machine collapsed from exhaustion first.

Although there were many casualties, the leader still received a large sum of money—enough for his next life, and the next life.It doesn't matter if someone is dead, there are many desperadoes in the Western Regions, and his status as a "citizen of a powerful country" symbolized by his natural blue eyes is enough to make him make a comeback soon.

So much for the story about the mercenary boss—after all, he's not the hero of our story.

As for Shen Changhe, all his ability to resist was exhausted in the fierce battle last night, and all that remained was his beauty that "has a hundred harms but no benefit".The one who designed him into the trap was the little beggar, and the other was Sadiq Khan in the mouth of the little beggar: Li Yunling would be surprised if he was there, because the latter was the white-haired old man she met that day with a hookah in his mouth .

"Oh, I'm so sorry, didn't you hurt me? Those bastards are really bastards, how could they be so rough on you." Sadiq Khan is a poisonous Chinese, his face is still black even though his hair is white, and his facial features are profound but Born very honest and honest, it is difficult for people to be wary.

He said it quite politely.If Shen Changhe on the opposite side was not lying on the ground dying like a dead person, anyone who heard this would feel that he was sincerely admitting his mistakes and apologizing.

"You... have seen Li Yunling... right."

Shen Changhe struggled to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth.Sadik