One person, one snow, one brass bell, just like this, was silent between heaven and earth.

Snowflakes fell petal after petal on Qiong Sanniang's shoulder, and before they could be wiped off, they turned into a puddle of small water stains.

The wind gradually rose, mixed with frost and snow, and it was particularly harsh, like a sharp blade, scratching on the face, and it hurt to cut. She was still holding the brass bell and never moved.

Looking closely at her hands, there were no gloves to protect them from the cold, they had been frozen blood-red, and they should have been slender ten fingers, crawling with fine sores and cracks. The white breath exhaled from the mouth dissipated in the air, like the air being frozen at first, and the heart was cold.

Her eyes were lowered, but her gaze was glazed, as if she wanted to try to penetrate something but didn't know what she was thinking.

"It's only been four years, and you've become like this?" Wu Shi kicked the broken bricks and tiles at his feet, "What happened?" ”

There were birds crying in the jungle behind her, and Qiong Sanniang finally turned her head and saw a group of people standing in front of the workshop.

Joan...... Flower? She stood up suddenly, I don't know where she got the strength, lifted her skirt and ran in the direction of the door, and hugged Yin Xian, "Mom misses you very much, you forgive Mom ......"

"This ......" Yin Xian was shocked, but Qiong Sanniang hugged her too tightly and couldn't break free.

And Duan Huanian and Wu Shi beside him already had the momentum of drawing their bows and crossbows, and their hands were already on the guns on their waists.

"Owner! Owner! A mother-in-law ran out of the snow, about sixty years old, with half a hundred hair, panting and pulling Qiong Sanniang off Yin Xian's body, "The owner of the village is confused, but he is just a passerby." ”

Qiong Sanniang squinted slightly, looked Yin Xian up and down, and the joy faded from her face, leaving only an indifferent cold face, and then shook her hand and left, stingy with words, and no longer said a superfluous word, "Grandma, drive away." ”

"What are you doing with this woman?!" Wu Shi was angry, so he was about to step forward to theorize, but he was hurriedly stopped by Duan Huanian, Duan Huanian shook his head, signaling not to come nonsense.

"Dare to ask my mother-in-law, who is this? Why do you call me Qionghua? Yin Xian saw that her mother-in-law had a good face and had always been easy to talk to, so she hurriedly smiled and grabbed her mother-in-law's arm.

The mother-in-law sighed slightly, and reached out to catch a snowflake, "The owner of the village originally saw the big red jacket on the girl's body and missed his beloved daughter." Girl, don't blame, Qionghua is the deceased daughter of the owner,"

After the mother-in-law finished speaking, she folded her hands, closed her eyes, and said silently, "If the child is still there, it should be as big as a girl." ”

During the conversation, the birds in the forest were frightened, and the cries were desolate and desolate, which made people's hearts feel cold.

Someone! After thinking for a moment, a masked person came out of the bushes, each dressed in black and covered his face, and with a knife, he went straight to kill everyone in front of him.

Duan Huanian sneered, "I only brought some knives and sticks. After speaking, he kicked the black-clothed man in the face with a leg sweep, and at the same time took out the gun on his waist and shot the left shoulder of the gangster behind him.

When those black-clothed people saw the gun, they still looked like they were not afraid of death, and the knives in their hands were slashing indiscriminately, approaching step by step, surrounding Duan Huanian.

Wu Shi protected Yin Xian and Grandma behind him, and the rest of the gangsters saw him protecting the female stream, and felt that it was easy to start, and rushed towards Wu Shi.

Wu Shi has survived step by step by crawling on other people's corpses since he was a child, and has followed Duan Huanian to fight in the south and north all the year round, and has developed a good ability. These second-rate gangsters of three-legged cat kung fu, in his opinion, are no different from pinching powder.

He snorted contemptuously, drew his sword in his right hand, and held the gun in his left hand. Wu Shi's speed was extremely fast, and the figure dodged back and forth in the crowd, and the blade of the gangster fell from the top of his head, and his sword-holding hand flicked, and his left hand was already aimed at the man's wrist. It was a short time, but when I heard the gunshots, the mountains were silent, and there was no more noise.

Duan Huanian's side had already been resolved, he ripped off all the people on the ground, and asked Grandma to come to interrogate and identify them, to see if they were the bandits on the mountain or the people sent by the enemies of Qionghuazhuang. ”

Grandma muttered, "I'm afraid it's still those individuals before, in the past two years, Qionghuazhuang has been harassed by these gangsters." ”

So he stepped forward, circled around the people on the ground twice, and suddenly stopped in front of a young man-looking person, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, this was a familiar face, and suddenly exclaimed: "Yan, Young Master Yan!" ”

Two years ago, it was the year that Qiong Sanniang's daughter Qiong Hua died.

After Qionghua left, Sanniang no longer made wine, and only held the copper bell worn before Qionghua flowers every day, and sat on the high platform in Qionghua Village for a long time. Qionghuazhuang also gradually declined, and the servants were scattered, so the Qionghua Wonderland was no longer there, and the former winery was gradually desolate.

Misfortune is not a one-way street, Qionghuazhuang has been repeatedly robbed by gangsters in the past two years. There are not many people in the village, so there is no way to resist it, so you can only hide in the village to survive.

Now this grandma actually saw familiar faces in the gangster team, and couldn't help but make people wonder, I thought it was just a bandit rampant, but now it seems that there is something inside.

In the living room of Qionghuazhuang, those black-clothed people were tied with their backhands and gagged. Although they fought viciously just now, Duan Huanian and Wu Shi did not hurt the vital point, but they just suffered some flesh and skin.

Grandma went to the inner room to invite Qiong Sanniang, and asked Yin Xian and her party to rest in the house.

Although Qionghuazhuang has declined, there are still people who are heartfelt in love with the old left. There was no abundant charcoal fire in the village, so the people had to pick up the branches and leaves, put them in the pot, and light a fire for everyone to keep warm.

Everyone took off their snow-stained coats, and the fire burned very brightly, and the house suddenly became much warmer.

Yin Xian roasted her hands, and suddenly saw the person called Young Master Yan, looking straight at the red flame beating in the basin, her green muscles burst out, and she looked like she wanted to kick the brazier out of the hall.

About a stick of incense, Qiong Sanniang finally appeared, this time she pulled up her hair, puffed on the fat powder, and her body was still a sleeve jacket with a dark black bottom and a dark red floral embroidered skirt, just like the dignified appearance four years ago. The difference is that the half-black copper bell is hung around his waist.

Young Master Yan on the ground naturally saw Qiong Sanniang and the copper bell on her waist, and finally, he still couldn't kneel, a dull roar came out of his throat, his eyes were bloodshot for a moment, no matter the wounds on his body were still bleeding, he was about to rush to Sanniang and fight with her to the death.

However, it was naturally detained by Wu Shiyi.

Wu Shi only felt that this person was a man, he had just suffered a sword wound, and his bones were deeply visible, and he was shot in his right leg again.

"Let him talk." Qiong Sanniang's eyes were still awe-inspiring, and her frost-white lips trembled slightly.

Wu Shi hesitated for a moment, then tore the cloth from Young Master Yan's mouth, the cloth was stained with red blood, he took a few deep breaths, and coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

"Give her back to me......"

Qiong Sanniang sneered, didn't even look at the person on the ground, only raised her chin, and said word by word,

"She was born as a person from my Qionghuazhuang, even if she died, you would never have thought of her."