Nightfall Chapter 37: The woodcutter back to Subbi Lake
Sabbi Lake is near, will Weicheng be far away?
It was quiet in the carriage, and Sangsang glanced at Ning Que. Ning Que did not respond, and made a decision in the White Tower Temple. He does not even return to the academy now. What will he do in Weicheng?
Sabbi Lake is a relatively rare freshwater lake in the wasteland between Qichengzhai on the border of the Tang Dynasty and the King’s Court of the Golden Book. The rocky bottom of the lake has been eroded for countless years, and several openings extend westward, and The long lake body is connected, which looks like a comb, that's why it got this name.
Caravans often stop by the lake, so horse thieves often appear here. The battle of blood and money lasted for many years. I don’t know from which year the caravans were gradually forced to choose more remote and difficult routes. Subbi Lake has become a gathering place and hiding place for horse thieves.
In the evening, the black horse-drawn carriage came to the periphery of Subbi Lake. The sky covered by clouds blocked most of the sun. The sky was already dark as night. From a distance, I could see the fire on the lakeside, and I could faintly hear it. Singing, and even smelling the aroma of roast meat and spirits.
The wheels are crushing the simple earthy road in the dense forest of the rocky mountains by the lake, making a creaking sound, and very smoothly avoiding the secret whistle left by the horse thief, and coming to the lake. For Ning Que, who is familiar with his family, the words "light car and familiar road" is a very accurate description.
There are more than ten bonfires by the lake. The bonfires are divided into three places according to different distances. Hundreds of horse thieves are eating meat and drinking alcohol around the fire. They should belong to the three forces.
The horse thieves on the wasteland are the most cold-blooded and cunning creatures. They are extremely greedy. They never trust any outsiders, especially their counterparts. If these horse thieves meet on the wasteland, they might have already been fighting each other. But this kind of thing will not happen at Subbi Lake. Because this is the rule.
At the bottom of every bonfire, there is a thick piece of wood with a crackling sound, and the flames are like a giant's tongue constantly licking the tumbling roast lamb. The grease dripping from roast lamb is like the saliva of that invisible giant.
The singing of wine and the coquettish whispers of women echoed by the shore of Subbi Lake. Horse thieves were drinking and playing with women. He seemed extremely happy, but the arrows were very close to his side and could be picked up at any time.
The scimitar of the horse thief is generally not inserted in the sheath. Under the light of the fire, you can see mottled bloodstains, and some are very bright. I want to have a caravan or a single patrol not long ago, and die in the knife. under.
The horse thieves have lived very happily in the past few years. Both sides are very cautious, so few large troops enter the wasteland to clear up the wasteland, and the pressure on the horse thieves is suddenly much smaller. Especially after that guy left. The horse thieves feel that life is extremely beautiful, and hope to continue to be so beautiful.
The more you are happy, the more you should cherish it. Horse thieves also understand this principle, so there is less cannibalism among horse thieves, and their vigilance is not reduced. Therefore, when the black carriage appeared on the lakeside, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.
A lonely carriage appeared in Subbi Lake, in front of the three hundred cruelest horse thieves, like a white rabbit walking into a wolf pack that had been hungry for countless days.
However, the horse thieves didn't scream and rushed up, instead they appeared a little wary. The leaders of the three horse thieves looked at each other across the fire, and they all saw the anxiety in each other's eyes.
Sabbi Lake has long been famous, so neither caravans nor tourists would choose to stay here. This black horse-drawn carriage came from the wasteland. It was a weird thing to dare to go on the road alone or even to come here.
A horse thief leader looked at the black carriage, and said with a low voice: "I don't know where the distinguished guest will come to the shabby house of the poor, please come out to meet."
The answer to this leader was a feather arrow, with only a whistling sound, a feather arrow shot accurately into the center of his eyebrows, and a blood hole was drilled. The leader's eyes rounded, and he fell to the ground like this.
The horse thieves around the bonfire were in an uproar, pushing away the woman in their arms and standing up with a knife, especially the dozens of horse thieves under the leader's command, shouting loudly and rushing to the carriage.
wind, wind, endless arrows, in a very short period of time, seventy-eight at the forefront of Horse Thief, eyebrows are more of a Yu Jian, like a felled tree-like, non-stop down Down, hit the ground hard.
Ning Que walked out of the carriage carrying the arrow box on his back, holding the boxwood hardwood bow in his hand, looking at the horse thieves who were intimidated, and said: "When will Subbi Lake become your place again?"
The night was dim, the bonfire was swaying in the wind, and the dim light fell on his black uniform, and also on his expressionless face, illuminating his eyebrows very clearly.
Su Bi Lake is the home of horse thieves in the wasteland. Even if it is a frontier army in the Tang Dynasty, they must form a brigade before they dare to come, but this person actually said that Su Bi Lake is his home?
The leader of a horse thief looked at his face, his brows gradually frowned, and the frown became tighter and tighter, as if recalling something to the whole, suddenly, his face suddenly paled, remembering the bleakness a few years ago , The stormy, miserable time, turned around and ran to his mount.
Running all the way, all the way desperately kicking the subordinates who are still in a daze, he screamed with a trembling voice: "It's all **** blind, get up quickly and follow me!"
The horse thieves around the bonfire didn’t understand why the leader suddenly became like this. He thought that although the man had an exquisite archery skill, there was only one person after all. Could it be possible to kill all the more than 300 horse thieves? The eldest brother is the most brave and cruel on weekdays, but why is he more timid than the ladies today?
Another horse thief leader also remembered at this time, looking at the young man beside the black carriage, his face was pale, and he shouted sharply: "Go, the woodcutter is back!"
Sabbi Lake fell into a dead silence, the expressions on the horse thieves' faces became extremely weird, the world seemed to freeze, and then the next moment, with a terrible scream, the horse thieves woke up and fled.
"The Chaiman! It's the Chaiman in Weicheng!"
"Woodcutter!"
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In the literal history of Subbi Lake, the most famous person is not the former leader of the horse thief who hid thousands of gold in the bottom of the lake in the legend, but a young man from the Tang army in Weicheng.
Tang Jun called the activity of killing horse thieves or pretending to be horse thieves to rob horse thieves as firewood, and the best elite cavalry must be the ones who perform this activity. Usually called Chaiman. Or the woodcutter.
Since the Tang Jun juvenile from Weicheng joined the firewood team, the firewoodman in the mouth of the horse thieves in the wasteland has become the only reference to that young man. This is the woodcutter of Subbi Lake that the horse thieves have passed on.
The Tang Jun boy didn't grab the most silver, nor did he kill the most horse thieves, but he was definitely the most feared object of the horse thieves in Subbi Lake. Those bleak times are still the pain in their memories.
It was not until that Tang Jun boy left Weicheng and went to Chang'an City that the horse thieves of Subbi Lake regained their courage and regained the pleasure of waving a knife in the wind and a happy life.
The woodcutter at Subbi Lake is the nightmare of all horse thieves. No horse thieves are not afraid of him.
When the news of Chang'an City reached the wasteland, the horse thieves knew that he had actually become a student on the second floor of the academy and became the most trusted subordinate of His Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty. That fear, even a somewhat deformed admiration complex, immediately rose to the top, but at the same time they thought that person was already a person from another world. It is impossible to return to Subbi Lake to deal with these relatively humble horse thieves. So I feel relieved a lot.
However, tonight, the woodcutter returned to Subbi Lake.
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Countless screams sounded from the shore of Subbi Lake. Women were screaming, and the cold-blooded and cruel horse thieves were screaming like women on weekdays. There was chaos around the campfire and the horses' hooves were rushing. In a very short time, hundreds of horse thieves took their women and left like the wind. , The lakeside became extremely quiet.
During this process, no horse thief dared to try to attack Ning Que, and no one even dared to look at his location, looking terrified, even feeling a little absurd.
Ning Que arched the boxwood hardwood on his shoulders, pulled the reins, and led the black carriage to a bonfire by the lake, and then helped Sangsang off the carriage and let her rest on the felt left by the horse thief Sit down.
The roast lamb on the campfire is still dripping with grease, exuding a seductive fragrance.
Ning Que would not be polite with the horse thief, took out a sharp knife, picked the best part, cut three large plates of meat, and went to the nearby campfire to pick up two unopened bags of spirits and hand them to Sang mulberry.
Sangsang ate meat with small swigs and drank alcohol with big swigs. Ning Que ate meat with big sips and drank alcohol. After a while, he finished the barbecue on the plate and drank the wine in the bag.
Ning Que turned his head and looked at Subbi Lake, which he hadn't seen for many years.
Sangsang looked at his profile and said, "Are you afraid that horse thief will leak our whereabouts?"
"Sabbi Hunan is the sphere of influence of the Tang Dynasty. Whether it is the golden account or the Buddhist and Taoist schools, they dare not enter the country at will. Even if they want to kill us, they should be killed by the Tang people."
Ning Que suddenly noticed that there was a pile of charred wood on the lakeshore. There was a circle of stones around the charred wood, and a whole leg of lamb was placed on it. It looked like an altar, but he didn't know what **** he was worshiping. .
In his memory, neither the barbarians nor the horse thieves of the Golden Tent King Court had such a worship ceremony.
Beside a bonfire in the distance, a famous horse thief was so drunk and unconscious. He was ruthlessly abandoned by his companions. He didn't know what had happened. Ning Que walked over and threw him into the cold lake.
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The horse thief suddenly woke up when he was shocked by the cold lake water. Ning Que didn't have to spend much time, so he inquired about some things he wanted to know, such as the current situation in Weicheng, such as the recent situation of the King's Court of the Golden Account, and also learned that the simple altar by the lake had risen in the wasteland in recent years. Of a religion.
The **** worshipped by religion is called Changshengtian.
Ning Que had never heard of the name Changshengtian, nor this religion. After a moment of silent thinking, he decided not to think about it anymore, and drew out a Pudao to cut off the horse thief's head.
His movement of swinging the knife and decapitating is very smooth, as if repeated countless times. In fact, he has done this movement too many times, so it is more like a habit.
After cutting off the horse thief's head, Ning Que woke up. He is no longer a Datang soldier or a woodcutter from Subbi Lake. There is no need to kill this man.
Just kill and kill, he won't feel any guilt.
All horse thieves have the blood of innocent people on their hands. They are all damned. Previously, he let the three hundred horse thieves leave because he was tired and not in the mood, and it was really difficult to kill them all.
Since this horse thief dared to get drunk in Subbi Lake, then he should die.
Take it as a worship or memorial to Subbi Lake by the woodcutter.
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