In August, the north wind is roaring.

The deserted city located on the most border of the Southern Tang Empire and bordering the Great Xia Dynasty has become a place of no-cost since the 18th year of the Tianqi of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

It is probably because this place has become ruins after war and chaos. It is probably because it has gathered countless notorious figures in the martial arts world. It is probably because since the Southern Tang style of surrender to Daxia, the Emperor Gaozu who has lived in the deep palace for a long time deliberately left such a place where no one wants to set foot. He deliberately disgusted the Daxia Dynasty.

If the crumbling deserted city looks down from the top of the sky, you can only see a ruined wall that stretches for hundreds of miles. When the north wind is howling, the sky is full of yellow sand and the sun is gone. No one will choose to go out in such a season, nor will anyone go out. If you look from the end of the horizon, you can see that many dark holes can always be found among these ruined walls, as dense as an ant nest.

There is nothing in the entrance of the cave, and the only things you can see outside are a dark horse slowly coming from the yellow and sandy yellow at the end of the sky, and a lonely figure leading the dark horse.

The man was wearing a black suit and a face-covering hat. He couldn't see clearly a copper lion and copper buckle belt around his waist in the yellow sand. He could see that the kettle hanging around his waist had a good texture and... a simple and unpretentious knife around his waist.

Judging from his figure, he was a young man. Even in such bad weather, he still straightened his waist. Only his legs had to step deep into the yellow sand every step forward so that he would not be lost by the violent wind.

"It's finally here."

Looking at the endless deserted city like a dragon entrenched in the world, the young man sighed like this. Fortunately, there was still a hat so that the wind and sand would not enter his mouth.

There are always various people guarding the dark entrance of the deserted city, just like the young man who was dozing at the entrance, wearing a white gray towel on his shoulder, and he waited until the horse was approaching before he woke up from his dream.

The young servant reacted very quickly and quickly stepped forward to take the reins from the young man's hand, smiled and showed his big white teeth and said, "Please come from the guest."

From the dark cave entrance, there is no deep picture yet. There is a dark black ray of lights at all. The young man smiled like a joke: "I have heard that the Bianhuang Dungeon has not seen the sun for many years. So many people are accommodated in such a small dungeon and cannot see the sunshine. Don't you feel bored?"

The bandits who had already occupied this place were dug up another world under the deserted city, and the underground immortal palace known as the dungeon.

The waiter seemed to have expected this question to have been asked, so he walked in front of the horse calmly and said, "You are the first time you have come to our place. The dungeon will not go down at any time. Only when you are in this yellow sandy weather can you go down. This is the case, but recently, the wind blowing from somewhere is said that our wasteland city has obtained a treasure that even the most valuable people in the sky want. You should have come for this treasure, right?"

The waiter turned around and glanced at the young man whose face was hidden in the darkness and couldn't see clearly. Perhaps because he couldn't see anything, he turned around and said.

"Actually, I know that when you see the guest, you are not an ordinary person in your outfit. You will never be idle and come to our stroll in a desperate place. Why is it not that thing for?"

The young man after the horse did not say a word, neither admitting nor denying it, just waiting for the waiter to continue talking.

The waiter said, "I don't know if there is any great treasure, but I know that after the wind blows out, more and more people come to us, all kinds of people, such as noble officials, famous masters in the world, and even disciples from the fairy mountain cave palaces of famous immortals. But these people can see the clues at a glance."

The waiter opened up the conversation.

"But no matter how you talk and walk, you will have a sense of pride and a sense of superiority. The masters in the world all have a sense of evil spirit. As for those disciples of the sect, most of them think that everyone is like someone owes him hundreds of taels of silver. However, this is the first time I have seen someone like him. Don't mind me, tell the truth. It's probably difficult for you to get the treasure that can make the flesh and bones of a dead person alone."

The young man finally opened his mouth. When he opened his mouth, he had already left the cave entrance. It suddenly became clear. The whole picture of the dungeon was in sight. At this moment, the two were halfway up the cliff. Wherever they saw, thousands of lights were dotted with sparks, and the streets and alleys were busy. The center of the dungeon was firmly supported by a strange building embracing ten people. It extended from the top like towering ancient trees, supporting the entire city roof. As for the height, it was at least 10 or 20 feet.

The young man said, "I have never said that I came for what treasure, why are you so sure? I came just to send someone away."

"Send someone to leave?" The waiter was surprised and led the horse straight to a small inn near a dungeon. He smiled bitterly when he led the horse into the stable: "Customer, you are really good at joking. We are already the most border area of ​​the Southern Tang Dynasty. You are here alone and have never seen any friends. Do you want to send someone away? Who will you send, and where will you go?"

The young man smiled and only took off the hat that had been tossed by the wind and sand for a long time, revealing a pretty face, clean skin, high nose bridge, but the face that should have been clean has caused a lot of stubble on his face because of the rush of days.

He said: "Send the person you should send, go where you should go."

The little brother who couldn't understand the mystery in his words was too lazy to find out what the words meant. He pointed to Fengmanlou, the inn, and said to the young man: "Customer, you will rest in our store for the time being. Our store is the most famous store in this dungeon."

When the boss lady with a charming and twisted her waist and wore a red skirt and exposed her two jade arms, and her long hair shawls like a waterfall in the first moment when she stepped out of the Fengman Building, the young man understood what the most famous shop meant.

"It should be said that the owner of this store is the most famous one in all directions."

"Oh, my lord, look at what you said. I'm praising me before I even entered the door. Don't think that I can give you discounts like this, but it's not that good."

The boss lady pulled up the young man's hand and stepped into the door. The hall was dark, and there were sixteen tables and chairs in the square hall. There were four tables and people who didn't know where to come were having dinner. There were four women in two tables. Seeing the boss lady's style, she was so sexy that a woman in a strong outfit was sucking a cup of tea and scolded in a low voice.

"So shameless."

Such scoldings that clearly spoke to people and deliberately lowered their voices could easily be heard into the ears of the four diners who were eating quietly. The three tables were dressed in the martial arts guests, and only the woman was wearing white cloud-patterned clothes and a uniform sword.

The young man took the scenery of the inn and said in confusion to the boss lady who was still smiling: "My master told me that if someone scolded you, you don't need to talk to him, you just need to do it. Why do you neither do it nor do it when you get to the boss lady? Look at the hairpin on the boss lady's head and you know it's not an ordinary person. I think it's not an ordinary person who is anxious to make such a meal. You shouldn't be so silent."

The boss's wife twisted her plump and went to the counter, and said sarcastically: "Oh, look at what the guest said, I am alone in this dungeon. The reason why I survived is because of two things, turning a blind eye and turning a blind eye. If you want me, a weak woman, to attack others, isn't that asking me to take trouble? As for asking me to talk, it's even more impossible. Haven't you heard of the truth that grapes can't be eaten? You're more coquettish and always say what I do? Is it because some men always staring at my butt and feeling unpleasant?"

The young man swallowed a smile back into his stomach, and saw the woman in white dress suddenly burst into anger: "Slutty lady, who are you talking about?"

The boss lady said, "Whoever talks to me about whom I want to talk to you?"

"Bold, I'm going to kill..."

"Stop, junior sister."

At this moment, another man in uniform who was on the same table with the woman scolded coldly.

"Don't forget how you promised me before you set out. If you don't listen, I'll send you back immediately."

Hearing this, the woman calmed down, but her chest was inevitably depressed, so she pinched her hands tightly and spread her breath into the tea bowl in front of her. Nothing happened to see any movement. The tea bowl had already split into pieces and the tea water sprinkled on the table.

The proprietress put her hands on her hips and shouted: "Fugui'er, a tea bowl, five taels of silver, keep the books."

A middle-aged man with a rat-faced face in his forties and a fifty-five years old with a long beard soon emerged from the kitchen of the inn.

"Okay, boss lady."

He quickly wrote a line of small characters with iron-painted silver hooks from the account book, and the mouse turned around and went into the kitchen to work hard.

The young man in front of the counter was stunned.

"It's a pity to stay here as a mate and a accountant."

Before the boss's wife could speak, the woman said angrily again: "A tea bowl of five taels of silver, why don't you snatch it?"

The boss's wife half-holds the black hair hanging from the tip of her ear and smiles, "It's too ugly to say robbery. You can also not pay it. Just go and get one exactly the same for me, as long as you can get it in the deserted city."

Upon hearing this, the woman immediately shut up.

How could he not know how easy it was to get exactly the same tea cup from this ruined deserted city? If he bought it from another house, he would probably have a higher price.

This is the deserted city, where strong dragons do not defeat local snakes.

A storm subsided.

Most diners continued to eat and drink, and from time to time, they were whispering to the boss's charm, and only the young man's eyes were clear and looked at the three large characters of iron paintings and silver hooks written by the mouse-faced accountant outside the inn.

The boss's wife smiled and said, "What? If the guest likes these three words, just pick them up."

The young man shook his head and said nothing, and then murmured softly in a voice that he could only hear.
Chapter completed!