I looked up to the left, and there was a middle-aged man and woman sitting at the table who looked like a couple, the woman was not very beautiful, but she looked dignified and elegant, her eyes were flowing under the curved eyebrows, and her face was soft. The man has a healthy bronze complexion, a very burly and strong figure, a full forehead, slightly wider cheeks, thicker lips, and a deep center in the person, like a person who practices martial arts. Seeing his appearance, although there are some traces of the vicissitudes of time, it can be seen that he should have been a handsome man when he was young, but somehow, there is a long scar under the eyebrows and eyes on his face, and when he bites the food, it crawls like an ugly centipede, which frightened several children to retreat to the table where I was.

The angry three punched and kicked you back and forth, smashing the table and stools, seeing that the war was about to spread again, the boss came out to pull the three people who were still fighting away, and they were accidentally punched. The three of them fought and then ran to the ice and snow to fight in Rio. And the man with the scar on his face was expressionless from beginning to end drinking and eating vegetables without lifting his eyelids.

The wind and snow outside seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, I was very worried, and after a while, the boss would return to the store from the snow and greet everyone, "I'm sorry to interfere with you, the guest officer continues to eat, continue to eat." He reached out and pulled the children away, glanced at the man, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

The woman next to the scarred man seemed to be a little embarrassed, and said angrily: "You have a straight face again, and you scared the children." ”

When the man heard the woman's voice, he raised his head a little distractedly, and said in a trance, "What?"

The woman sighed and said, "I told you not to keep a straight face. The tone was reproachful, but the eyebrows were still kind.

The man seemed to have heard the woman's words, turned his head to look at me, and saw that I was looking at them, the corners of his mouth moved and moved, and after brewing for a long time, he bared his teeth, and finally pulled out a smile. He looked at me, and then at the boss.

Sky. The muscles of his face seemed to be stiff, and there was a scar that looked a little twisted and strange, probably the most unnatural smile I've ever seen. I think he's better suited to not smiling.

I was stunned for a moment, looked at the boss, the boss was pulling the two children away, and saw the man smiling at him, his body stagnated for a moment, I thought I and the boss should be a hero, but he quickly adjusted his mood, and also pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled.

Sky. How did this toothy smile infect the boss.

I turned my eyes back to the man and tugged at the corners of my mouth.

No, even I was infected.

Seeing this, the woman smiled softly.

Seeing this, the man with the scar turned back to her and smiled, and buried his head in eating. It's a natural smile. The woman was also helpless when she saw his appearance, so she put a chopstick dish in his bowl and said, "When the snow stops, let's go back, I just learned how to make peach blossom cake in one hand, and I will make it for you to eat when I go back." ”

The man buried his head and made two sounds. There were microwaves in the woman's eyes when she looked at him, like a girl who was just beginning to fall in love, and she couldn't help but resist the imprints that time had carved on her face. Even the ugly scar on the man's face did not damage the slightest love in her eyes.

After three or two hours, the wind and snow finally lightened. I took advantage of this time to leave the shop, and as I walked, I noticed that the snow was starting to get heavier again.

At that time, there were barren forests and dead branches on all sides, and I continued to wander for a long time, until I finally found a cave where people could live, and I was ready to deal with it first, and then I would go on the road when the wind and snow stopped.

The entrance to the cave is quite hidden, and the cave is quite spacious and empty. It was getting dark. I took out the night pearl from the island in the middle of the lake from my sleeve and placed it on a large rock, so that the cave could be regarded as bright.

I cleaned up inside and out, picked up some dry grass, and spread it under me so that I wouldn't sleep on the hard stones.

The reason why I went to Departure Mountain is naturally for a reason. It is recorded in the book that the magic of the ancient witch clan can gather the soul and divine consciousness of human beings, and the ancient witch clan lives in the departure mountain. This race has also been active for some time in history, but it seems that for some reason, the Ancient Witch Clan, like the Holy Spirit Race, has gradually moved away from the human eye.

Now that the years have passed, the ancient witch clan may have undergone earth-shaking changes, but as long as there is hope, you have to try it to know the result.

The wind and snow fell for a day and a night and finally stopped.

I peeked out of the hole, and the sky and the earth were white, and there was a very thick layer of snow on the ground. Surrounded by bare branches, there were no obvious landmarks, and I took the map and flipped through it, not knowing which direction to take.

I put away the map, prepared to fly to the opposite hill to ask someone, stepped on a soft stone, I turned around, only to see a gray figure in the snow, gurgling and rolling down.

There was a man who was lying here for some reason, and it seemed that he had been lying here for a long time, and I didn't find him because he was lost in the snow. Seeing him roll down the mountain stream, I hurried to chase after him, and the man rolled several times, then smashed his head on the trunk of the tree, buffered it, and smashed it into a big boulder, rolling and rolling, and finally stopped.

I jumped over in three or two steps. The man was still asleep, and after such a toss, he shouldn't be dead, right?

He was dressed in brocade, not like an ordinary mountain villager, but he was too thin in such weather. I turned him over, heh, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, he looked very good, but his whole face was frozen purple.

If you throw him here, he'll die. Thinking that I had kicked him down, I took pity on him and dragged him back into the cave.

I stayed in the cave for a day without lighting the fire, and now in order to save this man, I have collected the dead grass in the cave and lit it with spirit burning to keep him warm. He was stabbed in the abdomen, and he stayed in the snow all night without dying, and I think this is a great life. After examining his injuries, he found that he had calluses on the palms and fingers of his palms, and he was probably still a master of using swords. For this reason, I went out and searched everywhere, but I didn't find any matching swords.

During this time, I learned some medical skills, but I think it is far from enough at this time. And I can't find the herb I want at this time.

The dead grass in the cave was burning, and when the sparks burst out, I looked at the stranger lying on the ground and was about to freeze to death. The swords are all lost, are they being hunted down or are they murdered unsuccessfully?

Although Xuan Yuhui told me not to save people, but I thought about it, let's save it.