Today's night is beautiful and sweet because it's about to dawn!

Dawn is a child who gave birth to a very dark heart, so Heaven let her go through some pre-dawn darkness so that she can grow.

However, Dawn was very white, like a newborn baby, and did not know anything about the world. When she laughs, she can always see two big white tiger teeth next to the dimples full of fine wine.

Therefore, God sent her again, a new morning, so that she ushered in a new life!

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Fengshen Continent, Shennan Domain, Dali Dynasty, Wu'an City!

This small town on the edge is quiet and beautiful, but the night is dark!

In the dim distant night, there was a little starlight flickering, the starlight was like a dragon imprisoned in the depths of the clouds, and at dusk, a heavenly fire and five thunders exploded in the sky, like a bright meteor spark swaying through the years, waking up the lonely parade on the heavenly road, carving the vicissitudes of life.

The lightning and lightning flashed away, and the night was still very quiet and dark!

Outside the city of Wu'an, a towering tree rooted in the earth, with roots as big as astrolabes and branches as thick as a riverbed, was split and broken, and the sap smeared into golden sap was trembling, burning, and crackling under the noses of the night.

The birds, beasts, demons and insects that lurked in the depths of the branches and leaves let out a sharp cry of horror, like ants on a hot pot, dizzy and trembling, tossing and turning, struggling, and under the dense forest, countless cunning jackals scattered and the innocent scapegoat feathers stood up, fleeing as quickly as possible.

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"Dead?"

Under the city wall, an old woman was holding a cane, her clothes were very shabby, the purple sand coat under the trouser leg was sewn, two vicissitudes of life patches the size of fists, black eyes like dead fish and white hair like cold snow, there was the smell of cooking smoke hidden in the world.

The moonlight is covered with dust, and life in the dark night is like ants, worthless, and ignored!

"No... Not dead!"

The wind was blowing in the wide street, and the eagle-like pupils shrank, and a one-eyed old man squinted and looked at it, and the spots on his face shrank together, like black dirt residues floating in the muddy water, and after the cloudy eyes were confirmed, the lonely figure revealed a gloomy and unbelievable look.

"Dawn, kill him!"

The purple-shirted old woman took out a broken grain cutter from her bottomless arms and handed it to the little girl in the moonlight, her tone was full of cold and cold!

"Granny Gu, he's just a wounded little wolf, he looks pitiful, let's let him go!"

The little girl was a beggar, no more than eight or nine years old, dressed in tattered clothes, with a thin figure, a moist gaze, and a thin, helpless and delicate face hidden by a ponytail fluttering in the wind.

She held the cold scimitar in both hands, and she couldn't get her hands on it for a long time.

Granny Gu shook her head, her body was cold, and her withered finger pointed at the city wall, the dilapidated dim corner, where the moonlight could not reach, and shouted: "Look at it, open your eyes and take a good look, which is more pitiful, the injured jackal or the unknown beggar?"

"Wu'an City doesn't need a weak person, and Old Man Gu and I won't contain it, a loser who will only make us lose face. If you don't want to continue to be a pitiful beggar, wandering all day long like an ownerless lonely ghost, being bullied by others, take the sharp knife in your hand and pierce the chest of your prey!"

Beggars are also people, but beggars are sometimes pitiful than animals!

"Dawn, kill him, he who is merciful to his enemies is weak and incompetent!" Old man Gu also spoke, his slight tone revealing majesty, a few slight wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, covered by some decisive murderous aura, in his eyes, the night was the devil, and everything in the world was his prey.

The dark clouds covered the bright moon, and the dawn had not yet come, the little girl looked up at the beggar in the corner, and then at the chess player next to the beggar, her immature face flashed with the bright sky, and her trembling hands were put down, making a final effort.

"Granny Gu, I just want to be a scholar! Like a black-clothed scholar in the corner, I play chess with others and help others write!"

The little girl's eyes were like stars, her voice was as clear as a silver bell, looking at the streamer in the night, and finally said the true longing in her heart.

The little girl is just a beggar, and her indecent words reveal the kindness of a cultured person, and in her heart, she can be like a scholar, living a decent life like coarse tea and light food, and she can be satisfied.

Hissing, booming, several earth-shattering thunderbolts shuttled back and forth in mid-air like green dragons in the boundless dark night, falling clouds and threads, and it seemed that it would soon rain.

"Hmph, he's not a serious scholar, what kind of scholar would find someone to play chess at night, and he wouldn't find a place to shelter from the rain?"

Granny Gu scolded the little girl, her eyes were cold, and at the same time urged the little girl to kill the killer and kill the wolf.

Lowering her forehead, the little girl's eyes blinked, revealing aura, she saw a thin and light little sparrow jumping over the low flower loess wall and falling into the towering willow windowsill: "Well, even the little sparrow knows how to enter the city to take shelter from the rain!"

The little sparrow's sharp beak pecked at a cyan insect, looked at the cold window around it, maybe it was hungry, and hurriedly nodded with the corner of its mouth to put its beak, swallowing the green worm into its shriveled belly, and then, desperately pecking at the new mud on the windowsill with its beak, seeing that it pecked the sweetness, it was like a child who stole flower candy, and slipped into the hidden corner, and it was difficult to find its trace!

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Under the eaves of the ruined city wall, there is indeed a beggar, and there is indeed a scholar in black clothes!

It's just that the black-clothed scholar closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep, as if he was awake but not awake, and beside him there were layers of half-human-high classic book desks, most of those poetry books were books on name and divination, plus on the chessboard in front of him, there was a black and white cloud flag, it looked like he was more like a black-clothed scholar.

"Do you play chess?" said the black-clothed man with his eyes slightly closed, taking a long nap and saying to everyone passing by.

Under the city wall, there are many night walkers walking through the alleys, but most of them are stopping to watch, no one dares to come forward, and no one sits down to play a game of Go with the black-clothed warriors.

The black-clothed man was still half-closed, shouting at will, and he had long been accustomed to it.

The dark clouds cover the top, the bright moon disappears, and it still rains in the city where the black clouds are high!

The spring rain is like a big flower, more and more people go out of the city, and the footsteps are sound, all of them are ordinary peasant people, who are still working and running around late at night, mostly to support their families and make a living.

Relying on hard work with both hands, changing the stability of three meals and two nights, and living the life of some ordinary people, for ordinary people, it can be regarded as a dream come true and the merit is complete.

Ordinary people still have a better understanding of people like Wuyi Xiangshi, and when they cross the corner, they will cast a pity and sighing gaze, thinking that it is not easy to read, and the readers who have not been named on the gold list for a long time are depressed in their hearts, and they will be reluctant to make stupid and crazy mistakes, and do some grotesque things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"It's raining, let's go home early!"

The car was full of unsold timber, and an old man with charcoal driving a wooden ox cart, wearing a gray thin animal skin shirt, glanced at the black-clothed minister, shook his head and sighed, and took out two round and fragrant green onion pancakes from the side of the broken wooden cart and threw them to the black-clothed minister.

The old man didn't dare to throw the pancakes directly on the chessboard, which was the love of the literati, and he didn't want to hurt people's hearts, and he didn't dare to cover it directly on the riveted half-human-high poetry scripture desk, which barely offended the knowledge that the reader was proud of.

Therefore, the pancake was not crooked or slanted, just right, and was thrown on a smooth green tile that was polished silver next to the black clothed Xiangshi.

It's just that when the old charcoal man's wooden ox cart drove out of the city gate, the two large green onion pancakes appeared strangely and magically in the middle of a pile of wood in the ox cart, and the pancakes were also mixed with a large golden bar, as if the strange gift of God to the good people, representing heaven and earth.

These are ordinary people out of the city!

The people who entered the city were not so easy to talk to, and the people who braved the wind and rain to enter the city landed silently, most of them were scattered bandits, or dead monks who had committed human lives, and they came to Wu'an City to say that it was okay to take refuge, or to fight their homes, probably because they thought they had some skills and could bully people.

"Wuyi Xiangshi, which inn in the city can settle down!"

The lone traveler with the Xuanjin ink knife, with a strong figure, rode a fierce wolf piercing the wind, wore a gorgeous osmanthus robe, and pinned an emerald green moon-falling jade pendant to his waist, his eyes were fierce, and he shouted at the black-clothed Xiangshi.

The black-clothed man was neither annoyed nor anxious, but did not answer his words.

His eyes were slightly closed, and he only said softly, "Do you want to play chess?"

"A barbarian, let me ask you which inn in the city can stay?" The lone traveler was a little irritable, spat Xingzi, thinking that he wanted money, and took out a ten-tael of white silver from his arms and threw it on the chessboard of the black-clothed Xiangshi.

"Do you want to play chess?" the black-clothed man didn't raise his head, and his tone was still flat with a cold coldness.

"It's hard enough to be a barbarian subordinate, do you go to hell?

The lone traveler scolded, held the ink knife, and drove away in a hurry on the feet of the wind-piercing wolf.

The rain falls like Xiaoxiang, and the wind in the dark night carries the rain to hunt in the distance!

I felt a chill behind him, and a black crystal chess piece passed through the center of his eyebrows from the back of the lone traveler's head, and before the blood spilled, the black chess piece fell silently into the chessboard with the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the lone traveler rolled limply from the fiery wolf's body like a dead corpse, his eyes the size of walnuts, and hot blood spurted from the center of his eyebrows, like a fountain, staining the green bricks of the streets beneath the city walls red.

Blood flowed down the lone wanderer's body to the ink knife in his hand, and his broad five fingers held the ink knife, so tight that the person was dead.

The wind-piercing fire wolf saw that his master was dead, his red wolf fur exuded grief and indignation, and his two cold and green eyes flashed with anger, staring at the black-clothed man.

"Do you play chess?" The black-clothed man opened his eyes in the twilight, his two eyes were red and black, and he looked indifferently at the fierce wolf that pierced the wind, and his weird left hand held a white jade chess piece, smiling gloomily.

Through the reflection of the light in his eyes, as if he saw something terrible from the pupils of the black-clothed Xiangshi, the wolf who pierced the wind and fire was so frightened that the wolf's eyes shrank sharply, the red wolf hair stood upside down, and let out a cry of fear, and without hesitation, he left his master, and ran away towards the distance of Wu'an City...