The winter of that year was particularly cold, bitterly cold, and icy to the hearts of the people.

The goose feather snow that blew down from the mountains turned the small cabin into a small Xiaoice house. On the kang in the house, an old man was trembling, but in this icy and snowy weather, the old man was full of sweat beads on his forehead.

Next to the old man, a young man with red eyes was calling again and again, but the trembling old man did not give the young man any answer, and his extremely old face was tormented.

On the walls of the wooden house, a few lines were written crookedly in black ash.

I have three glasses of cloudy wine.

A cup of respect for the world.

A glass of wildfire.

A cup of salute to the bitterness of love in this world.

"Wine... Wine...."The old man muttered, his voice very weak.

The young man picked up the pot of wine from the side of the bed in a panic, this pot is the old man is reluctant to drink on weekdays, only during the New Year will drink a small glass of medicinal wine, the young man does not know what important significance this wine has to the old man. He picked up the old man, who was as thin as a dead wood, unscrewed the flask, and fed the old man a few sips of wine.

This time, the old man was not as stingy as usual, he drank a few sips, and his face was a little more bloody, his calloused hand like a bamboo pole grabbed the young man, as if he couldn't make a sound from his throat, he said in a hoarse voice: "Abin, this winter, I can't get through it." ”

The young man kept wiping his tears, and he muttered: "Master, you survived, your body is still very strong, I will go to the mountain to collect medicine now, I will definitely pull you back from the ghost gate." ”

After hearing this, the old man grabbed the young man's hand tightly, shook his head at the young man and said, "Silly boy, the medicine on the mountain is not a panacea, I have lived for eighty-seven years, and it is time to come to an end." ”

The boy bowed his head deeply, unable to sob.

The old man let go of the young man's hand, touched the young man's head, and said very kindly: "I can't imagine that the child who accompanied me to this poor country and cried when he saw a mouse was scared, now that he has grown so big, he can already take charge of himself." In my life, I have done a lifetime of shameful things, but this is the only one, my dim-eyed old thing, has done nothing wrong. ”

The young man wiped his tears, trying to make a reassuring appearance for the old man, although his face still had the immaturity that the years had not had time to erase, but his eyes had a kind of perseverance that children of this age did not have.

The old man coughed, his voice getting weaker and weaker, and he knew that his time might come.

"Abin, I can't let go of three things in this life, the first is a woman, the second is a man, and the third is a sword. My old thing, I didn't give you anything but hard times, and in the end there was nothing left but such a mess. The old man said regretfully, or in this deep mountain and old forest, there are only these three unfinished things that support him and live.

The young man nodded and said, "Master, I will protect the woman for you, I will look for the man for you, and I will wield the sword for you." ”

The old man smiled, as if at last he had heard the answer he wanted to hear, his hand slowly drooping, his chapped lips moving, and muttered, "I'm sorry for you..."

He finally closed his eyes and walked indifferently, but the young man next to him cried heartbreakingly.

------

Everything just now seemed like a nightmare.

The pain in his heart told him all the time that it was not a dream.

The warm sunlight hit Abin's face, he opened his eyes, the sun was rising, and Xiao Xing'anling seemed to be unable to find better weather than this.

He wiped away the tears from his face, and all that lingered in his mind was the cold night and the last thing he kept muttering.

"Master, I will protect the woman for you, I will look for the man for you, and I will wield the sword for you. ”

The door opened, and a cold wind blew in.

"Brother Bin, hang out with me. A little girl with two pigtails jumped up to his bed, took his hand and said coquettishly, behind the little girl in embroidered shoes, followed by a huge bear mastiff.

Abin looked at the child's innocent face and smiled, he was pulled out of the house by this little hand, and in front of him was a white and vast snow scene, so beautiful that it made people move, just like an ethereal world, a paradise that made people forget the rivers and lakes.

The little girl in the little red jacket ran through the snow, leaving a series of small footprints, and the big bear mastiff followed closely behind her, playing with one person and one dog.

In front of the door, a woman wearing a headscarf was sweeping the snow, a face full of the vicissitudes of time. However, according to this woman's facial features, it seems that it can be imagined that this woman had a beautiful face when she was young, but no matter how beautiful her face is, one day it will be wiped out by this silent time, but the story left by that face is eternal.

"Aunt Bai, I took Xiaohuya out. Abin said to the middle-aged woman.

The woman raised her head, smiled kindly at Ah Bin, and said softly, "Come back early, it's snowing outside." ”

Ah Bin nodded, giving her a smile as bright as the sun, he followed the footprints, and did not forget to shout at the little girl who was playing in the snow: "Little Huya, Brother Bin can't keep up if you run fast." ”

But the more he shouted, she would always smile like a silver bell, and she would run faster and farther and farther......

There was such a day as the warmest day in Xiaoxinganling, that is, that day, he could no longer hear the laughter like silver bells.

----------

Is this another dream? When Ah Bin opened his eyes, he was in the middle of a speeding train, and a female flight attendant was looking at him with a puzzled expression, because the man had closed his eyes, but tears were shed, and she was a little curious about what kind of dream this young man in a green tracksuit and a white baseball cap had.

Seeing this good-looking female flight attendant staring at him, Ah Bin squeezed out that sunny and harmless smiling face and said, "What's wrong?"

She was a little flustered for a while, and she didn't expect this man to wake up suddenly, and said with a slightly red face: "It's almost time to arrive." ”

He nodded, said thank you, and then looked out the window, which was no longer desolate and inhabited, but an innumerable village.

The flight attendant walked away, she was confident in her charms, but apparently this dirty scummy man was not interested in her, so she didn't bother herself anymore, just wondered what kind of freak this was.

The train slowly approached the strange city, but his face was reflected in the window, but it was extraordinarily calm. The ringtone of the mobile phone came out of his pocket, he took out the copycat mobile phone that pressed the button, looked at the caller number, his expression was solemn, and he answered the phone.

"Abin, why did you come like this, wouldn't it be good if I sent someone to pick you up? Back then, your master was kind to me, and now that he is gone, I have no one to return this favor, so I can only return it to you. On the other side of the phone, there was a very deep voice, which was particularly warm and bold.

"Ninth Master, this is forgiven, I am here for the three-character sword this time, this is my master's dying wish. Abin said very politely, as if he was not used to the enthusiasm given to him by the man he had never met.

After hearing the name of the three-character sword on the other side, he fell into silence for a while, and after a long time, the man spoke: "Then let's talk face-to-face, I will send someone to pick you up at the train station, this time you don't shirk, otherwise I really can't get over it." ”

Since this man has already said this, if Abin is shirking, he will be a little uninteresting, he agreed, and after telling the man opposite the time of arrival, he hung up the phone.

The scenery outside the window dimmed, and he could finally see the brightly lit city, and the train began to broadcast arrival information, he got up and got off the train with his luggage on his back, and did not bump into the attendant again, after all, in this warm life, how can there be so much fate, and when he got off the train, he made a phone call to the man nicknamed Jiuye.

After learning the names of the people who had come to pick him up, he walked down the hall.

In the hall where people come and go, not to mention finding someone who has never been seen, it is very difficult to find an acquaintance, Ah Bin followed the flow of people to the exit of the hall, and then he saw the alien described by the ninth master, a ruffian, at the exit position.

A man smoking a cigarette by a pillar at the entrance of the hall despite a sign prohibiting smoking, Abin walked up to him and patted the man on the shoulder.

The man jumped away like a frightened rabbit, put his hand on his waist, and looked at such a guy in front of him with great vigilance.

Abin looked at this man with a smile like sunshine, and this man looked at him up and down, his eyes were very unfriendly.

In a train station where people come and go.

These two people who were born in two worlds and couldn't be beaten by eight poles met by chance.