The snowflakes are like palms that are hard to cover their eyes, and the wind is like a knife that keeps worrying.

The wind and snow are still flowing red, and the cruel reality will not change anything because of the snow.

It's been an hour since the two men in black left, and there is no noise in the street except for the howling wind.

In the dimly lit room, the oil lamp was turned up, and the woman hiding in the room was curled up beside the stove, curled her arms, and threw a few pieces of black charcoal into the stove, and added a cup of hot tea.

At first, the girl was a little hostile, but she just curled up to the side to watch out for Gou San, and when she saw that the latter didn't care, her tense heart relaxed a little, holding the teacup in her small palm, and taking a sip from time to time.

The soaked nightwalk was steaming mist by the fire, and the flickering oil lamp jumped on the pale face, giving birth to a faint red glow in the warm heat.

If it weren't for the blood-stained white sword that had not yet been sheathed next to the girl, the girl would have a pity-on-the-spot and tranquil beauty.

After secretly looking at it for a long time, seeing that the girl was a little unnatural after noticing it, Gou San touched her nose and said a little jokingly: "Shaoxia should cover his face." ”

The girl thought that Gou San was worried that she would kill him, so she whispered a little apologetically and said, "Childe, don't worry. ”

Gou San rolled his eyes, in this cold winter night, there was a chick with a good figure on the side, and Lao Jiu just warmed up the quilt......

"Ahem~" Gou San deliberately coughed twice and said, "Don't worry, girl, I'm just passing through Luoyang, and I'll leave tomorrow." ”

The girl nodded slightly, but she was really a little afraid that Gou San would tell her news to the government, even if the master came, she was afraid of causing a lot of trouble, and then looked at Gou San's eyes with a hint of gratitude.

"Can the girl talk to me?" Gou Sanzhi smiled lightly.

Or provoked the girl's soft place, and after a while, there was a slight sob, and finally hid his head in his knees, and was silent for a long time.

Gou San also roughly guessed a little, and he was not very comforted when he encountered such things, he didn't know the suffering of people, and he didn't persuade him to be generous.

The girl sobbed for a long time, then she turned her head, and her moist autumn pupils looked at the beating stove without focus, and her voice choked: "Luoyang Qi family." ”

In the past two days, everyone who came to Luoyang City knew about the Qi family's extermination case yesterday, and she only said four words, but she was full of endless sourness and helplessness.

Gou San was silent, what happened could not be changed, took out a silk scarf and put it on her knee, and let her sob.

"Everyone in the world knows that my sister seeks art Kunlun, but I don't know that there is a little girl in the Qi family who was three years old and apprenticed to Qinling Qingxian Sect. ”

"When I returned from sixteen years of study, my family was ruined. ”

The girl counted carefully, with falling tears.

I don't know how long I cried, Gou San pushed open the window, a curtain of snow white came into his eyes, and on the north of the city, the snow white that had been waiting for the whole night finally hung in the sky.

Lao Jiu went back to the room to clean up his clothes, Gou San was much easier, simply washed up, tied up his hair rarely, and slowly wore a light fur.

The girl has left, and she doesn't know whether she lives or dies in the future, but she only remembers the far-fetched smile she forced out after she went out.

"Childe, my name is Chen Yuanyuan, not the circle of tangyuan, the circle of reunion. ”

"When spring comes to Qingming, the son will bring more paper money, and just talk about it by the way. ”

Now that I think about it, Gou San's heart is still tight, people, if he was born an orphan, he would feel better in the future.

There are no horses' hooves in the deep snow.

Gou San wore a set of mink robes and a set of snow fox coats, and pulled a horse across the city of Luoyang.

The rooster and the dog barked in a dream, Gou San and Lao Jiu went out to the outside of the city, got on the horse and looked back, and gradually entered the mountains and rivers.

Don't try to help or save others, this world is not salvation, but self-salvation.

One day you will reconcile with yourself, swallow all your temper, smooth out the edges and corners, smile in the face of the people and things you once hated, and become a silent and quiet person.

Gou San understands Qi Yuanyuan, but he has never experienced it, because he has been like this from the beginning.

Two or three miles out of the city, the snow is quite deep, the horse slows down, Gou San simply jumps off the horse, and tastes the vast snow.

The eastern part of Luoyang jurisdiction is gentle, the vast snow is spread in the endless sky, covered in silver, at the end of the field of vision, dozens of small black dots are divided into two batches of dozens of zhang in the snow.

In the north of the heavy snow, Ma Xiao rolled up the rolling snow waterfall.

The shadow of the purple run passed from ten zhang away, and Gou San looked up, and when he saw the woman in sable, the two looked at each other and smiled.

The purple-robed woman swayed with the snow, her head tied to a white silk and a purple sword in her hand, and she fell in the distance and walked slowly.

Gou San jumped onto the horse, whipped it on the horse's buttocks, and disappeared into the snow.

Behind him, there was a faint cry containing strong internal force: "Have you ever seen a silver moon hanging on a sunny day, have you ever seen thousands of miles of ice and snow, and the liquidation of the East Factory should have my name, clear and round, and the snow begging for death!"

A long time later, some people remember that day when the sun and the moon appeared, the ice was thousands of miles, and the red was soaked from ten miles outside Luoyang City to the head of Luoyang City.

Qing Tao's seven sons lost five sons, and three immortals fell into two immortals.

Luoshui North Cavalry Battalion 36,000 armor.

Gou San gave a horse.

......

In the eleventh year of Tianyuan, the twenty-fourth day of the lunar month.

On the wide official road, an old man and a young man were shaken by the vast snow, and the old man carried a black wooden box, dressed in blue clothes, full of fluffy white hair, leading the thin horse that had been hungry for almost four or five days, and walked faltering through the snow.

The little one sat on horseback with his body bent, even if he was slow and light, he couldn't wrap up the long-term downfall, his clothes were full of mud, and his face was full of scum in the weak crown, even if he was chased and killed by the enemy, he would not be so depressed.

"Young Master, hold on for a while, and you'll be there soon. The young man on horseback was shaky, and the old man who was leading the horse exhaled and hurriedly ran over to help him.

The young man took a lot of effort to open his eyes, and the weak Mu Ne said, "To... Have you arrived?"

"I'm about to get to the young master, look, isn't that Jinling City?" the old man said as he held his mouth in the direction he said.

"Damn, it's finally here. The young man sat on horseback, his eyes stretched out, and he looked at the majestic city from afar, and his nose was sore.

"Down... Next time... Out... Want... I want to bring 100,000 taels!" the young man said the last sentence with difficulty, bent his body, hugged the horse's back, and almost burst into tears.

The two of them are Gou San Lao Jiu, it has been snowing for almost a month, and they don't even have to eat wild grass, let alone go down to the river to catch rabbits in the grass, if they can't walk, if the only remaining horse is not stopped by Lao Jiu, they will all be slaughtered by Gou San to eat meat.

It was difficult to walk, Lao Jiu stayed on the snow with one foot hole and one foot hole, looking at the steamed bun shop outside the city bubbling white gas, one old and one young swallowing saliva.

A thin horse changed four meat-stuffed buns, which made the owner of the bun shop roll his eyes for a while.

Lao Jiu couldn't wait to stuff a bun, and it was solved in three or two clicks, Gou San bit half of it, smelled the meat filling in the bun, and his moist eyes flickered, and slowly fell into Lao Jiu's arms, snoring finely.