Red Dust, Listening to the Wind and Snow Chapter 1

Early September, late autumn.

Sunny weather.

At dusk, it gets late.

Wolf Mountain, Wolf Tooth Peak.

On the peak stood a young man in sackcloth, facing the west pointed by the peak of the Wolf's Tooth Peak, looking at the world after being killed by the autumn wind.

After all, it is late autumn, the weather is cold and cold, and the west wind is blowing, which adds to the coolness.

All things in heaven and earth, at this moment, are also submerged in goldenness, showing a scroll of splendor.

And this golden yellow is made by the withering of all things, this volume of splendor, isn't it the cold autumn wave?

Such a scene made the young man in Mai think of himself.

He felt that his self at this time was no different from the scene in front of him.

Even if you are in a high position of power, you can't get rid of the loneliness in your heart. The external prominence is nothing but the deception of dazzling human eyes, and the inner desolation is the true self.

He remembered his own experience over the years, and a layer of pain added to his sad face......

It didn't take long for him to come back to his senses from the chaotic memories, take a deep breath, and then slowly exhale.

Then, he held the sword in his hand in front of his eyes and stared silently.

The appearance of this sword is very simple, or in other words, just looking at its appearance, many people will think that it is a dry wood, and no one will believe that it is a sword.

Except for the twelve famous people in the rivers and lakes who were sealed by this sword.

Seven years ago, as soon as he got this sword, he made a deal to take the head of Yun Canghai, the second owner of Guyun Villa, and handed it over to a very ordinary shopkeeper in a very ordinary inn, and he was rewarded with two thousand taels.

From then on, in five years, he went back and forth to the inn eleven more times, and got no money.

Twelve killings, he used twelve methods, and gave all the people killed different ways to die, so no one would associate the twelve murders with the same person.

In those five years, he brewed a haze that could be seen but not touched in the rivers and lakes, which made countless people in the rivers and lakes fall into fear.

Until now, he has been in Wild Wolf Mountain for two years, and it has been seven years since he committed suicide in Yuncanghai, and the murderer of those twelve lives has still not been found, and there is still no headless murder in the rivers and lakes.

No one knows who did it, so he didn't become famous because of the twelve lives that were quite important in the rivers and lakes.

He didn't want to be famous, he killed people just for money, he didn't want to be famous.

Until now, he is still an unknown person.

Even if he has the identity of the second master in the Wild Wolf Mountain Cottage, he is still the same.

In the cottage, he has never done anything in favor of the cottage, or rather, he has never stepped out of the cottage and done something for the cottage.

Since entering the cottage, he has been idle for two years and has to be idle.

He seems to be dispensable, like a foster in a cottage, an outcast that no one cares about.

However, no one dared to treat him as a dispensable object, no one dared to point fingers at him, talk nonsense behind his back, and no one dared to call him a parasite.

On the contrary, many people stood in front of him with nothing but awe in their hearts.

It's not that he has the obscenity of Shi Zhongquan, the big boss, or because Liu Yang, the third master, has been in love with him for a long time, nor is it that others know what he is capable of, and they know what earth-shattering things he has done in the rivers and lakes.

In fact, except for himself, the people in the Wild Wolf Mountain Cottage don't know about his past.

Even the big boss who put him in the position of second leader doesn't know.

Some things are suitable for hiding in the bottom of the heart, and some words can only be held in the stomach, and they cannot be spit out when they are rotten.

What's more, he didn't want to spit out at all.

The reason why others are in awe of him is because of his expression, the terrifying aura that he can exude when he stands in front of others without being careless.

has killed the lives of twelve people with status, and has also killed many small people, with such a foundation, how can he not have that kind of terrifying aura on his body?

A person who has been an official for several years will inevitably have an official spirit on his body, and after a killer kills many people, he will inevitably have a murderous spirit on his body.

Although the murderous aura on his body is very weak in normal times, because he has shed too much human blood on his hands, he can still produce an aura and deter people's hearts.

Staring at the scabbard like dry wood, he wanted to pull it out, but he suppressed this desire.

Few people saw what the sword in that scabbard looked like.

In the past two years, he has rarely drawn his sword, and perhaps because of the gap of two years, he has now almost forgotten what the sword in the scabbard looked like.

He even thought about throwing away the sword, being his second master in this well-known Wild Wolf Mountain cottage within a thousand miles, and continuing to live a life of idleness and idleness.

Since Shi Zhongquan is willing for him to eat and drink here for nothing and do nothing, there is no need for him to worry too much about worldly things.

However, he knew that he could not throw the sword in his hand yet.

He couldn't throw it before, he can't throw it now, and maybe in the future, he can't throw it until he meets the long-haired old man who gave him the sword.

The sword was given by the long-haired old man back then, and the kung fu on his body was also given by the long-haired old man, all the self-esteem he has now, the money he got after killing many people before, and the loneliness in his heart, all come from the long-haired old man.

As long as he saw the long-haired old man again, he could be free from what he was carrying on his body and heart.

He awaited the day when he would meet him again......

"Second brother, the big boss is looking for you." A woman's confident voice.

A woman dressed in coarse cloth walked up briskly and stood at the top of the Wolf's Tooth Peak, behind him.

She is Liu Yang, the third master of the Wild Wolf Mountain Cottage.

The whole person seems to be a relatively young woman, but her temperament is a little rough of a man, and her demeanor also has a bit of a man's spirit.

Before he could say anything, she stood behind him and said, "I don't have to think about it to know that you are here, every time I want to look for you, as long as I find this place, I almost never fail." ”

He didn't care about the meaning of Liu Yang's words, but asked directly: "Brother Shi is looking for me, why is it?" ”

"I don't know." Liu Yanghan said with a smile. "He set up a simple feast in the wolf cave and asked the two of us to come over."

The Wild Wolf Cave is the place where the Wild Wolf Mountain Cottage Council is held, and people who have no identity in the village can't enter it at all.

As long as there is something to discuss in the cave, it is basically a big deal.

Although he has rarely asked about cottages, as the second master, he has been there many times.

"Haven't you been at peace lately? Is something unpredictable going on? He frowned slightly.

Liu Yang thought for a while and said: "Half a month ago, Xiang Botong, the big boss of Qingfeng Mountain Cottage, sent a post to his eldest brother, saying that he would come to visit him in a few days, and the date set would be seven days later. ”

"It seems that there is an irreconcilable contradiction between the two villages." He said lightly as if he didn't care about himself.

"The second brother is also concerned about the cottage?" The corners of Liu Yang's mouth hung a touch of teasing.

"I'm just thinking, I don't care about the cottage, what's the big thing, my eldest brother won't ask me to participate, and this time, why should I participate? What's more, it's like a private matter, as long as the three of us ......"

"When I received the post, I happened to be with my eldest brother. When the eldest brother was looking at the post, I sneaked a glance and saw three words, which appeared on the post more than once. ”

"What three words?"

"Xiao Nuhu."

"Why is my name appearing?"

"The master of Qingfeng Mountain Cottage is here this time, it must be related to you."

The suspicions in his heart couldn't help but rise.