At the foot of Mt. Obuchi, it is snowing lightly.

The old man and the boy with the broken arm lit a bonfire and sat silently, relatively silent, except for a black cat that seemed to enjoy the white ice and snow world, jumping back and forth happily.

"So, you're going to die, aren't you?" asked the young man with the broken arm, who suddenly broke the silence between the two, and looked at the scruffy old man.

The old man was pulled out of his thoughts, raised his eyes to look at the young man, and said something that seemed to make sense, but was actually nonsense.

"Everyone has to die. ”

At that time, the boy was only sixteen years old, but he had been through a lot.

So I didn't ask people whether it was bad to live, or why they had to die.

He was just a little confused, a puzzle that he couldn't figure out how he could think about it for him who had been trying to live.

"Is it worth it?"

The old man was slightly stunned, and then nodded firmly, "It's worth it." ”

"So you betrayed your sect, stole the Heavenly Sword, and now you want to give away your life, is it all for something on that mountain?" the young man asked again, a little curious about what could make the old man in front of him so desperate.

The old man shook his head, his messy and pale hair fluttering in the snow, and the snowflakes piled up above his head fell and fused with the snow on the ground, and they were no longer separated from each other.

"It's not an end, it's just a part of a purpose. ”

His old voice, wafting through the ice and snow, hoarse and sad.

This time it was the young man's turn to be stunned, he looked at the old man, and wondered: "But you're going to die?

"Somebody will finish his. The old man replied in a deep voice.

The determination in the old man's tone made the young man no longer need to ask, he nodded, and looked at the old man again.

"But you're not happy, why?"

The look on the old man's face was heavy, so heavy that it didn't look like he should have when he was about to complete his mission.

The old man sighed when he heard this, "Maybe it's because of the price, I have paid too much, and I have paid too much and will pay too much..."

The young man looked at the loneliness on the old man's face and felt that he should comfort him, so he thought about it and said, "Since you have made a decision, don't regret it." ”

The old man's body was imperceptible at that moment, and he looked at the young man, his eyes flashing with a light that the young man could not really see.

"Do you think so too?"

"Hmm. ”

......

The boy, who had been born with an extremely strange right arm, was shirtless and stood up from the tub.

It was snowing lightly, just like the light snow that had fallen when he and the old man were meditating at the foot of Dayuan Mountain a year ago.

The boy stepped on the snow barefoot, not feeling the slightest chill, his body was still steaming, and the snow fell on his body, and in an instant it was melted into water vapor and swayed upward.

The boy left a long line of footprints in the snow and came to the somewhat dilapidated hut.

He pushed the door open, and the old man in a green shirt was tinkering with medicinal herbs. He did it very carefully, weighed the amount of each medicinal herb very accurately, and then put it into the yellow paper that had already been placed in front of the table.

The young man knew that it was the medicinal herbs he needed for the next half a month.

The old man naturally sensed the arrival of the young man, but he didn't look up and still poured the medicinal herbs, which was quite a bit of a race against time.

The young man did not bother the old man, he ended up with the towel brought by the black cat, sat on the wooden bench beside him, and gently wiped his body, until a long time later, he looked at the old man who did not have the slightest intention of stopping and asked, "So you are also leaving?"

The old man, who was adding a medicinal herb called red seal sand to the yellow paper, paused slightly in his hand after hearing this, and then nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Where?" the boy asked, his eyes bewildered and suspicious.

This time, the old man did not respond, still keeping his head down, and kept adding new medicinal herbs to those yellow papers.

The young man's brows furrowed, he seemed to be familiar with such a scene, and the look on the old man's face at the moment was also similar.

He didn't like this kind of scene, he didn't like it from the bottom of his heart.

So he finally couldn't help it, and asked the question that he hadn't asked the old man at the time.

"What exactly are you going to do?"

But the old man's answer was exactly the same as the man's, "Something must be done." ”

"Can you finish it, then?"

"No, you can't. The old man shook his head.

was pressed in the heart of the teenager, and the confusion of almost a year came up again.

"Since you can't, then you're dead, who's going to finish it?"

At this time, the old man had already finished placing the medicinal herbs, and he began to sort out the yellow paper one by one. Wrap them carefully and place them in a drawer in the room that won't be eroded by snow or moisture.

Then he looked up at the boy for the first time, and gave the same answer as he did back then: "Someone will finish it." ”

It's just that compared to that person, his words were a little less certain and a little more hesitant.

Perhaps it was this hesitation that made the teenager not stop the topic here as he did back then.

"Is there anything I can do?" he said, his voice was tender, and the light in his eyes was clear, like snow in Youzhou, and like stars in the sky.

The old man was slightly stunned, the young man's words should have made him feel guilty and comforted a little. But for some reason, the young man's gaze stung him.

But he stood up after the familiar silence, and then he stretched out his hand and handed the boy something.

It was a jade pendant, a jade pendant that was only half and hung with red tassels.

"This is my life card, if I die, it will be broken, and then someone may ask you for help, if you will. The old man whispered.

"What kind of help?" the boy asked.

"I don't know, but someone will come looking for you. ”

"Is it dangerous?" the boy asked again.

"Hmm. The old man nodded, but was about to say something more when the young man's voice sounded again.

"Okay, I got it. ”

......

Xu Han staggered down the deserted streets of Chang'an City.

His face was pale, and he had a deep wound on his left arm, which was dripping with blood, pouring on the street he passed.

He counted carefully, this was already the fourth batch of killers from the Greedy Wolf Guard he had killed, and more were already on their way.

Song Yueming had already done everything he could for Xu Han.

Killed the master who came to grab the sword together, and arranged for his father-in-law, the cave master of Yuehu Cave, outside Chang'an City, Xia Zichuan's father, Xia Lincheng, to pick up Xu Han. As long as Xu Han can escape from Chang'an City, Xia Lincheng will take him all the way out of Liangzhou.

Naturally, there are many doorways hidden in this.

Xu Han had already intended to go, but around him, Zhu Xian had already arranged a lot of eyeliner. He can act recklessly on weekdays, but when he leaves Chang'an, he touches Zhu Xian's bottom line, which seems to be free but is actually restricted everywhere.

Only after Song Song Yueming used an excuse to open those eyeliners and killed the powerful people who came with him, Xu Han finally got a chance to leave Chang'an.

And although I don't know how Song Yueming persuaded Xia Lincheng, he was able to lead people to wait outside Chang'an City, which was the biggest effort that Yuehu Cave could make. Because this matter doesn't matter whether it succeeds or fails, once Xia Lincheng enters the city with the men and horses in his hands, in the end, the Moon Lake Cave will not be able to escape the involvement. So this may already be the limit of what Song Yueming can do.

But Rao is Xu Han had already set off at the first time, but the minions of the greedy wolf department were still faster than expected.

Xu Han hid all the way to Tibet, and only then did he come here.

But even though the gate of Chang'an City was close in front of him, he still didn't dare to relax a little.

He didn't care about the injuries on his body, gritted his teeth and dragged his tired body, and walked quickly in the direction of the city gate, while his mind was scattered, carefully watching for any aware pursuers behind him.

Xu Han knew very well that the Greedy Wolf Department had not yet detected his intention to escape from Chang'an. If this news is spread, then the style of the Long Night Division will inevitably gather heavy troops at various city gates, and if he wants to leave at that time, it will be difficult for him to fly. Therefore, once Xu Han met those greedy wolf soldiers who were looking for him, he did not hesitate to fight to get injured himself, and he also wanted to kill them all.

He has never lacked such ruthlessness, especially when it comes to life and death.

The outline of the Chang'an City Gate gradually appeared in the illusory eyes, and there seemed to be no trace of the chasing soldiers behind him, Xu Han gritted his teeth, and didn't care that this move would aggravate his injuries, so he accelerated his speed again.

He was about to arrive at the city gate, but at that moment, he saw a flower in front of him, and several figures were like ghosts between him and the city gate.

Xu Han looked at it at that time, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

His eyes flashed with a demonic hideousness, and he looked at the man at the head of the group.

It was an old man.

Very old man.

The hair is all white, and the furrows on the face are vertical and horizontal.

"It seems that the dragon and snake twin method is real. Xu Han gritted his teeth and said, although he tried his best to suppress it, the thick anger between his words was still revealed.

The old man, who had always been kind and kind, was also slightly stunned when he heard this.

"It seems that in my absence, the lord of the mansion knows a lot. The old man said with a smile, the smile that had made Xu Han feel comfortable in the dark night looked so eerie at the moment.

"It turns out that the old guy asked me to help is so dangerous. Xu Han said suddenly, the expression on his face was a little depressed. But it's not because of the death at the moment, it's just because of the tasteless and mixed suffocation in my heart after being deceived and betrayed by the person I trust the most.

"Now that the Mansion Master knows all this, then don't make any more senseless resistance, and return to the Tiance Mansion with the old man. The old man said softly, but the warm smile on his face was like that of an elder who was calling for his children to return.

As far as he knew, Xu Han was a very wise teenager. He took it for granted that with a lineup like theirs, Xu Han had no chance of winning, and it was obviously the best choice to be restrained.

But Xu Han tore off the ragged clothes on his upper body because of the previous fight, stood up straight, and looked straight at the old man.

"That's not a coincidence. ”

"Xu just wants to learn today..."

"Mr. Deer's heroic righteousness!"