Between the Huai River and Sishui, there is a large area spanning hundreds of miles, covered with ruins and deserted villages. The Han people in the south call it "Bian Huang", while the Hu people in the north call it "Outuo".
Although the names are different, the meaning is the same. This is the wasteland on the border between the north and the south, and it is also the most unique place in the world!
Bianhuang is not a town, but a market, so it is also called Bianhuang Market.
Bianhuangji is controlled by the five gangs of the Hu tribe and the Han gang. It is very prosperous and is a pure land for good people. It is very chaotic and a paradise that capable people flock to. It is full of dangers, but it is also full of opportunities...
The Sima clan in the Western Jin Dynasty unified the world, but unfortunately they encountered the "Eight Kings Rebellion" and the "Yongjia Disaster". The Xiongnu, Xianbei, Qiang, Di, and Tao five people randomly disrupted the Jin Dynasty. The Jin family had no choice but to cross south, forming a confrontation between the north and the south.
The Bianhuangji in Huai River and Si River were formed from this.
Bianhuangji does not belong to the Northern Hu, nor does it belong to the Southern Han Dynasty. Bianhuangji is the buffer land between the north and the south. It is not subject to human jurisdiction. It is also a transshipment center connecting the north and the south. It is a place for trade between the two sides. It is also called "illegal". zone'.
Today is in troubled times, and there is no place in the world that is more terrifying than the border wilderness, but no place is more lovely than the border wilderness, where refugees can live in peace and heroes can show their talents.
Anyone who has the ability can survive in the border wilderness, and he can also die without a burial place in the border wilderness.
There is no so-called "king's law" here. If you enter the borderlands, you are a deserter. You belong to neither the Southern Jin nor the Northern Hu. The Hu and Han can coexist, just like the Hu and Han coexist in the Central Plains in these troubled times.
However, at this time, subtle changes had taken place in the border wilderness. Fu Jian, the leader of Di Qin, unified the Hu tribe in the north and made great plans to invade the south. The situation of the coexistence of Hu and Han in the border wilderness was about to change.
Once Fu Jian raises his troops and goes south, the border area will fall into the hands of the northern barbarians. How will the concentrated Han people survive?
Those who are far-sighted have clearly seen the current concentrated situation early, and are not fooled by the prosperity of Bianhuangji at the moment, so they leave early... But after all, there are only a few such people, and how many Han people in the concentration know that war is going to resume, and Fu Jian will definitely Invasion from the south?
Bianhuangji has crumbling city walls, a filled-in moat, and four gates that run through the city.
The south, north and south gates are controlled by the Hu gang, while the east gate is controlled by the Han gang. The building stores in the collection have been popping up in the past ten years. They are neither gorgeous nor grand. They are all practical and built with unpretentious wood and stone.
Here, there are no friends, only interests. It is precisely because of interests that the talents here can tolerate and compromise with each other as the hatred between ethnic groups continues to deepen.
The first floor is an all-wooden building that is rare in Bianhuangji. It is two stories high. The owner is Pang Yi, a rough and sturdy man. But he does not live a life of licking blood, but a down-to-earth restaurant owner.
Pang Yi is a capable person, and the 'Xue Jian Xiang' on the first floor is a peerless wine, one of the best in the world!
Yan Fei sat quietly on the second floor of the first floor. He sat by the window, looked at the bustling downstairs, raised his glass and drank it all.
It has been a year since Yan Fei came to Bianhuang, and he has lived a life of licking blood with his sword... In the past year, he has set foot in Bianhuangji, and from an unknown swordsman to now, he has become someone who no one dares to mess with. exist.
Yan Fei's body is filled with the blood of Xianbei and Han people. His mother's name is Tuoba Yan, from the Tuoba clan of Xianbei. He doesn't know who his biological father is, he only knows that he is Han.
Yan Fei lived in the wilderness because the tribe he lived in was attacked by Murong Wen of Chang'an, and his mother died as a result.
After losing his loved one, he went to Chang'an to take revenge. After successfully assassinating Murong Wen, he lived in Bianhuangji.
Pang Yi walked to Yan Fei and sighed: "I wonder how long this kind of 'peace' can last!"
Yan Fei said: "Since you guessed that there will be chaos here, why do you still stay?"
Pang Yi said: "Actually, many people have guessed it, but they are not willing to leave. Where can they go if they leave the border wilderness? Where can they live in peace in the world..."
Yan Fei said: "Why don't you go south?"
Pang Yi sneered: "It is better to stay here than go south and become a refugee."
Yan Fei turned around, glanced at the empty second floor and said, "Why are there so few guests today?"
Pang Yi said: "That's because you came early and have been sitting here all night. I can't drive you away. In fact, my second floor has been booked in advance."
Yan Fei asked doubtfully: "Who booked your entire second floor?"
Pang Yi said: "It was ordered by that boy Gao Yan. He brought a box of gold."
Gao Yan is a Han boy. He does not belong to the Hu-Han Six Gangs, but he is one of the most popular characters in Bianhuangji. He is the most outstanding 'wind media' here. He specializes in buying business news on weekdays and is very popular.
Yan Fei smiled and said: "This kid is really not afraid of death, he still dares to stay here."
Pang Yi also smiled and said: "That boy is so cool in Bianhuang, how can he be willing to leave."
Yan Fei suddenly asked: "Why did Gao Yan book your entire second floor?"
Pang Yi shook his head and said: "He didn't order it for himself, he ordered it for others. I heard it was eighteen people. As for who those people are, I don't know, and the boy didn't want to say more."
Yan Fei nodded slowly, his eyes fell on Dongmen Street, and suddenly said: "Are they those people?"
After listening to his words, Pang Yi also turned to look at Dongmen Street... and saw a group of people who seemed to have just entered the border wilderness. After careful counting, they happened to be eighteen people.
Eighteen people, eighteen riders, the horses are fine horses, but the people are strange people.
These people are all dressed in black cold clothes, with black scarves on their heads and masks on their faces, so their appearance cannot be clearly seen; each of them carries a long bow on his back, a full-moon scimitar on his waist, and in his hand is a three-foot stick wrapped in black cloth. .
Pang Yi looked shocked and immediately turned around and walked downstairs.
Yan Fei had been watching this group of people, and suddenly a pair of eyes shot through him like cold lightning...
Those eyes were very cold, very cold, emotionless, and as sharp as a blade... Yan Fei had never seen such a shuddering look. Just one glance made him feel cold all over. I couldn't help but shudder.
Yan Fei murmured: "What a keen spiritual sense!"
The gaze withdrew, and the men and horses had arrived downstairs on the first floor, and then the sound of footsteps could be heard in the corridor.
Yan Fei couldn't help but look towards the corridor. Eighteen people came in one after another, sitting at nine tables, and they all took their seats.
They didn't speak, didn't talk to each other, didn't say a word, and no one spoke to chase Yan Fei away. Even after that glance, none of the eighteen people looked at Yan Fei.
Pang Yi brought a few waiters to serve the food, and Yan Fei couldn't help but look at them carefully.
They have no blood, no evil spirit, and no murderous intent, but everyone is cold, everyone is quiet, and everyone is scary.
Yan Fei looked at them and didn't know why he felt fear. Being next to the eighteen of them, he immediately felt like he couldn't control himself and couldn't control everything.
This feeling was so strong that it made him think of 'death'!
At some point, his hand had grasped the 'Die Lianhua' on the table, which was a sword that no one feared in the wilderness; but at this moment, the hand holding the sword's hilt was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Yan Fei stood up, took Die Lianhua with him, and left.
