Longitude 89.35 E, Latitude 35.33 N.

The western part of the empire, the Kunlun Mountains, a snowy night.

The road is steep, the wind and snow are flying, and at an altitude of nearly 5,000 meters, there is snow everywhere you look.

A rugged path already covered in snow winds its way up the snowy slopes of the mountains, lonely and bleak in the night and snow.

The road is narrow and steep, like a ribbon wrapped around the mountains, and this already slightly exaggerated slope, not to mention covered with snow, even if the whole road is not muddy, is enough to make a person in his right mind stand at the foot of the mountain and look intimidating.

The seventh day of the first month.

It snowed heavily for a day and a night.

When the early morning was approaching, in the lonely mountains, on the path, a person stood alone at the foot of the mountain and watched for a long time, and then began to climb the mountain along the path.

"Squeak"

The heavy leather boots stepped on the snow, the footsteps were not light or heavy, and they seemed to control every bit of their physical strength well, and they went up unhurriedly, leaving a series of footprints on the dark and slippery road behind them.

The mountaineer was dressed in a black trench coat, with a slender figure, and an angular face, but he looked extraordinarily young, twenty-two or three years old, handsome, but not the kind of beauty that makes women become when they see it, but a kind of hardness and perseverance full of manly taste, which is impressive.

In the wind and snow, he tightened the windbreaker on his body expressionlessly, pursed his lips, climbed the mountain without saying a word, and walked around one corner after another along the path, moving in the direction he identified.

A cold breeze blows.

I don't know how long I walked, but the young mountaineer who turned a mountain peak again stretched out his hand casually, touched a handful of snow water on his head, and was about to continue moving forward, but suddenly raised his head, and looked up with cold and gloomy eyes.

On a snowy slope that was neither high nor low in front of him, an old figure did not know when it had appeared there, dressed in a Mao suit, with his hands behind his back, smiling at the mountaineer, his eyes were peaceful.

It's just a very casual standing, but it seems to exist forever, and in the wind and snow, the old figure is completely integrated with the mountain and the snow.

Two eyes containing two extremely opposing emotions met in mid-air.

The young mountaineer's body shook slightly, the gloom in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he stood in place for a long time before he bowed down lightly, and shouted in a hoarse and dry voice: "Second Master." ”

"Xiaocao, haven't you been back for too long, so you forgot your way home? The direction you are taking, you can't reach the Heavenly Court, at most you can only take a look from a distance. ”

The old man in the tunic chuckled, his voice was not good, but it had the vicissitudes of his age, and there was a trace of desolation and atmosphere that seemed to come from Kunlun Mountain.

The young mountaineer, known as the grass, was sluggish in the wind and snow.

Heaven

For him, these two words are not the fate of the Jade Emperor and the gods and immortals in myths and legends, but a few simple thatched huts, but his master wrote the words "Heavenly Court" with his own hands and hung them directly above the central thatched hut.

Once, even all along, he thought that Heavenly Court was all he had in his life.

But now

The muscles at the corners of the young mountaineer's mouth twitched, his voice became even drier, and he said hoarsely: "The heavenly court is gone, and in Egypt, several senior brothers died in order to protect me. ”

Heaven!

These two words, if ordinary people hear them, may think of them as a myth and legend.

But in the mercenary world, these two words are absolutely like thunder, and they are famous!

The Heavenly Court organization has been established for more than 20 years, and it has also become famous for more than 20 years, and the words "Heavenly Court" are often accompanied by a series of evaluations such as mysterious and powerful.

It wasn't until four years ago that the Heavenly Court reappeared in the rivers and lakes, and that time, the eighth young and immature face suddenly appeared in the Heavenly Court of seven people.

He is Lin Xiaocao, who is sluggish in the wind and snow at this time.

And the trip to Egypt was entirely because of a promise from Lin Xiaocao.

In the third month of the trip to Egypt, on the banks of the Nile River, the Heavenly Court Organization, which has always been accompanied by many auras such as powerful, mysterious and fierce, encountered an unprecedented strong enemy, and the two sides, or even many parties, fought hard for a day and a night, staining the Nile River with blood.

Few people know the cause of that small but terrifying war, but the final result was the collapse of the Heavenly Court Organization, which had been glorious for more than 20 years, and only Lin Xiaocao succeeded in breaking through.

Now perhaps only Lin Xiaocao knows that on that day in Egypt that year, the cause of the fall of the Heavenly Court was all because of a mistake in one of his own decisions.

It was precisely because of that mistake that Lin Xiaocao not only buried the lives of several uncles and brothers, but also buried his master's hard work and pride over the years.

That year, Lin Xiaocao, who was wandering away like a lonely ghost and a wild ghost, swore that if he couldn't take revenge in this life, he would definitely not set foot in Kunlun!

But before the first month of the following year, he received the news of his master's death while wandering outside.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, it was Master's death day.

Lin Xiaocao didn't dare to think about the causal relationship between Master's death and the fall of Heavenly Court, but even so, the self-blame and guilt in his heart tortured him almost crazy.

There were still signs of heaven hanging in front of those thatched huts, and he wanted to go back, but he didn't dare to go back, so every year in the early morning of the eighth day of the first month of the first month, he would come to the master's grave, kowtow, leave silently, and continue to take revenge.

"I'm sorry for his old man, I'll go back, but I have to wait until after revenge. ”

Lin Xiaocao said, with a kind of persistence and stubbornness that was almost irrational.

"Your master has never blamed you, his death has nothing to do with the destruction of the heavenly court, it belongs to the real end of life, the one hundred and three-year-old man, if he doesn't leave, will he be an old monster? As for the fall of the heavenly court, heh, how can there be an organization that can continue to be brilliant? More than 20 years is enough, what are the rivers and lakes? Murderers are killed, the rivers and lakes are life and death, Xiaocao, you can't look down on life and death, you can't read the rivers and lakes, don't you understand this truth?"

The old man chuckled softly, his eyes were distant, and his tone was open-minded.

"Second Master, you have your reasoning, I have my understanding, I don't understand the rivers and lakes you are talking about, and I don't want to understand, your rivers and lakes are life and death, and mine is grievances, there is kindness and revenge, if you have to turn yourself into a cold-blooded animal to enter the rivers and lakes, what if you don't enter the rivers and lakes?"

Lin Xiaocao retorted with a sneer, his character has always been like this, as long as it is something he has identified, there is no room for anyone to change it.

"You kid, don't talk speculatively. ”

The old man laughed at himself: "This is the only way in front of your master's tomb, I know that if you come, you will definitely pass by here, Xiaocao, what are your plans next?"

"Go to Kyushu City. ”

Lin Xiaocao said calmly, and when he spoke, he subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were full of coldness and gloom that were even stronger than the current weather.

Kyushu City, the heart of the empire!

In a bustling city at night, where the lights can easily hide the starry sky, everything that happens in every street seems to be more colorful than the snow here.

"Revenge?"

The old man asked rhetorically, his eyebrows, which had become snow-white, wrinkled slightly unconsciously, and sighed inwardly.

"New hatred and old hatred, let's end it together. ”

Lin Xiaocao nodded.

"So, I have something to tell you. ”

The old man nodded, took out a letter from his tunic pocket, and threw it to Lin Xiaocao.

In the wind and snow, the soft envelope did not deviate in the slightest, and quickly came to Lin Xiaocao.

Lin Xiaocao stretched out his hand to take it, lowered his head and glanced at it casually.

On the simple envelope, there was only a note with a string of phone numbers and a name.

Lin Huaiyu.

Lin Xiaocao's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of extremely dark anger, and Huo Ran raised his head.

"Why? I don't know your grandfather's name?"

The old man in the tunic looked at Lin Xiaocao's expression playfully, and said lightly.

"How do I know him? has he seen me? Or have I met him? I have nothing to do with him!"

Lin Xiaocao sneered, but the depths of his eyes were extremely complicated, and the hand holding the envelope was also a little trembling.

"People are not related, blood relatives. He's your grandfather, and you can't change that. ”

The old man spoke meaningfully.

"I'd rather not have that grandfather. ”

Lin Xiaocao said in a mocking tone, and raised the envelope in his hand: "He knows my identity?"

"I don't know, if you go to Kyushu City, you can call him, and he will arrange an identity for you, the only thing he knows is that you are my apprentice, as for your identity, whether you want to say it or not, when to say it, it's up to you. ”

The old man shook his head slightly, "Your task is to protect his granddaughter, her current position is very important, so do whatever it takes!"

"I'm not good at protecting people. ”

Lin Xiaocao frowned and continued: "And why should I protect her?! Just because she is my cousin by blood? I don't recognize any of the people of the Lin family in Kyushu City! They are not worthy!"

"It's not a question of worthiness or not. Just because I am your second master, if I want you to go, you have to go!"

The old man waved his hand domineeringly, looked at Lin Xiaocao, who was a little speechless, squinted his eyes, and chuckled: "As for protecting people, it's very simple, as simple as killing someone." ”

Lin Xiaocao was silent.

For the strange family that is not a little warm or even hateful than yearning, Lin Xiaocao does not have a good impression in his heart, in his opinion, since everyone has never seen each other, then the best ending is not to get along with each other for a lifetime, if he can refuse, he will definitely throw away the letter in his hand without hesitation.

"Go, this matter has something to do with your revenge, you will naturally know when you arrive in Kyushu City. Moreover, this is also a knot in your master's heart, Xiaocao, you have a family, why don't you dare to face it?"

The old man in the tunic sighed softly and said earnestly.

"I may have something I don't dare to do, but it definitely doesn't include it, it's not that I don't dare, it's that they don't deserve it. I will go to Kyushu City, and I will protect people, but not for family affection, but for the sake of the teacher's life. ”

Lin Xiaocao took a deep breath, with a calm in his eyes without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and said indifferently: "If I take revenge in the future, I may tell them my identity and let them see how stupid their original decision was." ”

The old man stood in place, nodded briefly, and smiled without saying a word.

Lin Xiaocao turned around silently, took a step in the direction of the plan, and stopped again, and after a while, he said softly: "How is my sister?"

He tried his best to calm his voice, but there was still a hint of trembling in his tone, and there was something called longing.

"She's fine, she's just lost weight, and she misses you very much. ”

The old man looked at Lin Xiaocao's back thoughtfully.

Lin Xiaocao didn't answer, stepped on the steep and slippery mountain road, and strode away.

In the night, his figure gradually turned into a black dot under the snow, and gradually faded away.

The old man was still standing in place, looking at Lin Xiaocao's back, and muttered to himself: "I really don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to go to Kyushu City."

"There is a definite number of things, people have a fate, Xiaocao goes to Kyushu City, whether it is good or bad, it is fate. His life. ”

A mellow voice sounded behind the old man, and with the voice, a middle-aged man walked up to the old man, looked at Lin Xiaocao's back and laughed softly.

This is destined to be a man who is difficult to forget at a glance, handsome, mature, free and easy, gentle, with a hint of amazement and vicissitudes.

The charm that a middle-aged man should have is vividly exerted in him.

He stood in front of the old man, looked at the direction of Lin Xiaocao's departure, his eyes were deep, and he chuckled: "And Ye Lao arranged for him to go to Kyushu City, he must have a plan, right? In my opinion, this should not be a bad thing, Master said when he was alive that Xiaocao's calamity originated from Kyushu City, but it may not be his blessed land." ”

When your master was alive, he calculated his life, deduced the heavenly chances, and determined the number of human lives, are you ready to inherit his nonsense?"

Ye Lao looked ahead and asked with a soft smile.

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, although the other party was slandering the deceased master, but in the face of the master's deceased, he was not good at it after all, so he had to smile bitterly: "I believe in Ye Lao, Ye Lao arranged for him to go to Kyushu City and sent him to the Lin family in Kyushu City, it is definitely not unreasonable." ”

"Reason?"

The old man said a sentence silently, squinted his eyes, and suddenly asked leisurely, "Do you know who is the most terrible, but the end is also the saddest?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Who is it?"

"A person who is really desperate is the most terrible, but in the same way, the end is also the most tragic, the little grass heart demon is too heavy, from the time you picked him up to the present, so many years, he set foot in Kyushu City for the first time, once his heart demon breaks out, what will he do, to what extent, can you imagine?"

Ye Lao took a deep look at the middle-aged man next to him, and said slowly: "Think about his training when he was a child, some people can't give him hope, once he is given hope, he will go completely crazy." When you brought him back from Kyushu City, he was already insane. ”

The middle-aged man's smile stiffened slightly, thinking of the thin and immature figure that was picked up by himself in Kunlun more than ten years ago, and thinking of those crazy training that was almost inhumane

has long been accustomed to the Kunlun weather for decades, but the middle-aged man suddenly felt a chill in his heart, from the inside out.

"So I'm going to arrange for him to go to the Lin family in Kyushu City, Kunlun has his concerns, and I hope Kyushu City also has it, in this way, although it is tantamount to giving him a shackle, it is also equivalent to giving him a way out. ”

Ye Lao's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that he will not be far from entering the demon, everyone who goes down from Kunlun can be strong, but he must not be a beast without any reason!"

"With Linglong here, he's fine. ”

The middle-aged man said calmly, but the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"I hope so. ”

Ye Lao replied casually and said no more.

"Go back, Xiaomeng and Linglong are still waiting for my news. ”

The middle-aged man was silent for a while, and then suddenly spoke.

Ye Lao nodded casually, did not speak, stood in place, and listened to the wind and snow.

At the other end of the mountain, in front of an inconspicuous grave, Lin Xiaocao, who was kneeling in the snow, stood up gently, turned around, and went down the mountain from the other direction without saying a word.

All the way to the east.

Walk towards the Kyushu City that is thousands of miles away from the mountains.

This day is the eighth day of the first month of the first year of the Shenzhou Empire.

In the chaos of heavy snow.

The Devil Enters the WTO!――

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