Winter in Qingguo is slowly coming, Qingguo is a country with four distinct seasons, and it has entered November, and the first light snow of the year has fallen.

The first snow of the year falls very small, finely and finely, like confetti falling from the sky. There was only a thin layer on the ground, and the black ground was still faintly visible. The people of Qingguo are still snowy, and when the first snow falls every year, Qingguo people will go to the cemetery to worship.

Shen Bifu was wearing a black coat and a white knitted scarf, leaning on the car, and the snow fell on his shoulders, silently melting. Shen Bifu lit a cigarette, and the red spark of the cigarette butt flickered in the snow. Shen Bifu took a puff of cigarette and looked at the sky far away.

"Sir. Jiang Qianyue came out of the flower shop, she wore a caramel coat that was especially popular this year, also a white knitted scarf, and black high heels. She holds a bouquet of birds of paradise in her hand.

"Let's go. Shen Bifu snuffed out the tobacco and straightened up.

Jiang Qianyue was driving, she could vaguely see Shen Bifu's face from the mirror in the car, he was expressionless, looking at the misty flying snow outside the window, and couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Sir. Jiang Qianyue said in a low voice.

"Don't worry. Shen Bifu took out a cigarette from her pocket and bit it in her mouth, but did not light it. Jiang Qianyue knew that every time it snowed, Mr. would always be very silent, and every time at this time, Mr. would always quietly cross the boundary between the family and the ghosts, and come to Licheng to worship his family.

Sometimes Jiang Qianyue is reluctant to believe that her husband still has a family. Although the husband never said it, she felt that the husband had treated all of them as his own family, and his real family members were all dead.

In the cemetery on the outskirts of Licheng, there are already many people to worship, and countless black umbrellas have bloomed in the mountains to commemorate those who have left.

Jiang Qianyue's car kept driving inside, and the place they were going to was not this cemetery.

A birch appeared in front of me, and the leaves of the birch had fallen off, revealing dry but straight branches. Jiang Qianyue hit the steering wheel, the car was too old, and it was not easy to turn into the forest. Jiang Qianyue stopped the car, and she handed the bird of paradise in her hand to Shen Bifu. Shen Bifu opened the cyan oil-paper umbrella, raised her hand and handed the oil-paper umbrella to Jiang Qianyue, Jiang Qianyue was stunned, and Shen Bifu spoke: "Be careful of catching a cold." His voice was faint, "You just wait here." ”

"Good. Jiang Qianyue took the oil-paper umbrella, Shen Bifu walked into the birch forest, a straight tree, like a painting by Levitan, exuding a crisp atmosphere, snow fell from the end of the birch, Shen Bifu put on black leather gloves, he stopped next to a tree, he raised his head, and saw that there were deep cuts on the trunk of the tree, like a scar, deeply scratched on the trunk.

Shen Bifu lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes that had always been calm and unwavering actually shone with a faint light, he put down the flowers in his hand, and the snow fell one after another, as if he was going to bury everything.

Shen Bifu raised her fingers, and her gloved hand touched the marks of the tree, as if recalling those painful past events after several years, although she could no longer touch it, it was unforgettable and unforgettable. The scar is much higher than last year, and it was nurtured by the family's body.

Shen Bifu squatted down and gently stroked the root of the tree, his eyes flashed with a strong sense of self-blame and guilt, this emotion almost buried his whole person, and there was a faint mist in the depths of his eyes, like tears, but no.

The sky became pale, hanging low, like a pair of eyes, and Shen Bifu's ears heard the crow's cry, and the sound of rattling was as poignant as a knife.

Shen Bifu's eyes changed suddenly, he suddenly stood up and flew towards the position of the car.

He stopped suddenly, and Jiang Qianyue was already standing in front of him. The blue umbrella was put away, and the snow fell on her seaweed-like hair.

"Sir. Jiang Qianyue shouted in a low voice.

Shen Bifu stepped forward, grabbed Jiang Qianyue's fingers, and protected her behind her. "Someone. Shen Bifu said in a low voice.

"Lots of people. Jiang Qianyue's ears were cold, and she whispered.

"Don't be afraid. Shen Bifu held her hand and walked forward, the crow's voice was chaotic and gradually disappeared, and the snow seemed to be falling heavily.

"Don't hide, come out. Shen Bifu stood still and said loudly.

The wind brought a lot of information to Jiang Qianyue, and she raised her eyes to look at the mountains on both sides, and there were already figures on the mountains.

"Mr. Shen broke the rules, what should we do?" a voice came from afar.

In the faint heavy snow, there were many people on the mountains on both sides. In the snow in the distance, three people walked. Ouyang Yin was wearing a gray coat and holding a black cane in his hand, and the smile on his face could be seen in the wind and snow. He was followed by Xiao Changfeng and Lin Weicheng.

"Sir, we are surrounded by family members. Jiang Qianyue said in a low voice.

Shen Bifu smiled, the emotion in his eyes had disappeared, as if he had once again hidden in the endless deep sea. "Mr. Ouyang, long time no see. His voice was calm, calm and somewhat frightening.

"Shen Bifu, as the leader of the ghost organization, but you took the lead in breaking the rules, you must also know that those who cross the line die. Xiao Changfeng shouted.

"After so many years, Uncle Xiao, you still haven't changed, you look like a woman. Shen Bifu smiled casually, he stretched out his hand and opened the cyan umbrella, covering Jiang Qianyue's head, blocking the flying snow for her. "Uncle Ouyang killed Xiao Yu, you don't even dare to speak. Shen Bifu smiled, "Aren't all people in today's family like this?"

"You ......" Xiao Changfeng was speechless.

"Ah Zhi, in front of your parents' graves, you should repent well, bend your knees, and confess to your parents!" Ouyang Yinzheng's voice suddenly rose, as sharp as a blade.

Shen Bifu's eyes flashed with a blade-like light: "It's you who should repent, Ouyang Yinzheng." ”

"You killed your parents, fiancée, and younger siblings, why do you want me to repent? Your mother named you Zhi, you ask yourself, are you worthy of this name?" Ouyang Yin was pressing step by step.

Shen Bifu smiled and said, "What do you want me to do and kill you all?"

The wind suddenly rose, and Jiang Qianyue's long hair was blown up by the wind, like a flag.

Between the wind, Shen Bifu was no longer in place, he approached Ouyang Yinzheng, Ouyang Yinzheng folded his hands, blocking Shen Bifu's palm.

Ouyang Yin Zheng frowned slightly, the most recent time he fought with Shen Bifu was three years ago, compared to three years ago, this person's strength has improved a lot.