I don't know when, a bright moon appeared in the sky.

Xiao Yu carried a yellow sheep in the moonlight and walked behind Lin Yinping.

He looked at Lin Yinping's back and smiled, put down the yellow sheep, and stepped forward to pick up the scimitar on the ground.

The moonlight dispelled the darkness, but looking at the blood stains on the snow in front of her, the girl felt even colder.

Lin Yinping was not afraid, she just felt lost.

Xiao Yu walked in front of him from behind her, his gaze fell on Lin Yinping's pale cheeks, noticing the dazed, fragile and helpless in her eyes at the moment, and then looking at the corpse on the ground, he already understood what was happening. He comforted softly: "It's good to get used to it, it's good to get used to it." ”

Lin Yinping glanced at Xiao Yu very weakly, this kind of comfort obviously couldn't make her feel at ease. Her eyes drooped slightly, and she said weakly, "I feel cold." ”

Xiao Yu was silent for a moment, then gently pulled her over and hugged her in his arms.

Lin Yinping did not refuse, and snuggled quietly in the arms of this young man. It's not the first time, but unlike the last time, this time I feel a little more relied on.

Of course, although Xiao Yu is a chick in this regard, he is not stupid, of course he will not ask how much better it is now, and then he was pushed away by the girl, leaving only a much better sentence, thank you.

He didn't say anything, just quietly hugged Lin Yinping, standing on the white snow in the moonlight.

Lin Yinping suddenly raised his head, looked at Xiao Yu and said, "Xiao Yu ......"

"Huh?" Xiao Yu replied in a low voice.

"I feel very uncomfortable, unspeakably uncomfortable......"

Xiao Yu patted her lightly on the back and said, "Most people don't feel good when they kill someone for the first time, it's normal, just get used to it in the future." ”

"But I don't want to kill anymore. ”

Xiao Yu shook his head slightly and reminded, "What if someone else wants to kill you?"

Lin Yinping said very seriously: "Others want to kill me, there is a father, there is an uncle." And also...... You. ”

This sentence feels very childish, and people with different minds can read different meanings, some people may read weakness, and some people will read irresponsible.

But what Xiao Yu reads is a kind of sincerity called trust, this sentence can almost be said to be contrary to the education Xiao Yu received since he was a child, he has been taught by Xiao Lie since he was a child, no one can rely on completely, only himself. But Xiao Yu looked at her clear eyes, but felt a little moved, because she was moved by being trusted by others for the first time.

In the face of the strange emotion of trust, Xiao Yu was a little at a loss, in order to cover up his own overwhelm, he shook his head and said: "What if we are gone? What should you do? They want to kill you, do you kill or not?"

Lin Yinping's eyes drooped slightly, looking at the tips of the calfskin boots exposed under the light fur, and he didn't know what to say at all.

She muttered softly, "Then do you have to kill someone?"

Xiao Yu glanced at the corpse of the horse thief in a different place, and there was not much emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

Although he was born in the public mansion, he has been in contact with the secret guard since he was a child, and he is used to seeing the ugliness in the secret guard, and he has seen more cruel scenes than this, so he doesn't have much feeling about killing.

As for the first killing, he felt as if it was a long time ago.

He looked at Lin Yinping's helpless appearance, subconsciously hugged her a little tighter, and said with relief: "The first time I killed someone, I was also very scared, confused, and disgusting, but after a long time, I forgot about it." ”

Looking at Lin Yinping, who was still bowing his head and silent, Xiao Yu shook his head, and secretly sighed that this was completely incompatible with the cold and noble princess in the legendary novel, so he had to continue: "At that time, I was just ten years old, and on a very ordinary day, I was taken by my father Xiao Lie to the dungeon of the secret guard, and all the prisoners in the dungeon were inhuman-shaped prisoners who had been tortured, and he only left me a knife, and then threw me alone in the dungeon. I was crying, but no one paid any attention to me. ”

Xiao Yu gently let go of her and set up a fire with the branches he brought back with the yellow sheep.

The two sat in front of the fire, and Xiao Yu hastily disposed of the yellow sheep while continuing: "Just as I was crying, those people who had been imprisoned in the dungeon for an unknown period of time, all of them were skinny and disheveled, and looked like demons, I was alarmed. ”

"I don't know why they would know that I am Xiao Lie's son, maybe because of my clothes, maybe because of something else...... Anyway, the people of the dungeon were like crazy at that moment and wanted to kill me. ”

The movements in Xiao Yu's hands did not stop, the expression on his face was very calm, and the narration was also very calm.

However, this calmness made Lin Yinping on the side feel a chill rise all over his body.

She wasn't afraid, she just felt what he felt at the time, cold for him, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and held Xiao Yu's left hand, which was still holding the blood of the yellow sheep.

Xiao Yu was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "At that time, I also felt that something was wrong, and when those people surrounded me, I subconsciously clenched the knife left by Xiao Lie. ”

Lin Yinping frowned slightly and said, "You...... What's next?"

Xiao Yu looked at the white snow around him, recalled the events of the year, and said with a smile: "These things are very old-fashioned, a dead soldier, or some kind of killer, you have to train them to kill people since childhood, if you want to live, you have to kill other people." ”

"Xiao Lie wasn't too extreme for me at the time, just some people who were tortured and only had one breath left, although it looked terrifying, but the real danger was not great. ”

He dug out the internal organs of the yellow sheep and threw them aside, looked at Lin Yinping and said, "I don't want to die." ”

The fire crackled, and Lin Yinping was silent.

Although she was by the fire and Xiao Yu was by her side, she felt colder.

"I just wanted to get out alive. ”

"I can't die at the hands of these people who are not human, who are not ghosts. ”

Xiao Yu's voice was calm and firm, and he said what he was thinking at that time, as if he was narrating the daily chores of catching a yellow sheep and eating roast lamb leg tonight.

He continued: "So when the men surrounded me and tried to snatch the knife from my hand, I closed my eyes and stabbed me indiscriminately, and then I opened my eyes and the knife went into a man's stomach. ”

"I continued to swing the knife. ”

Xiao Yu recalled the events of that year and said: "Although I had a bit of a foundation at that time, I was still a child after all, and I didn't have enough strength, so if I wanted to kill someone, I had to cut several times." Every corpse I had cut down to pieces, and none of the jailers showed up for a while, only the weak screams of the prisoners, who looked at me in horror as if they were the jailers' eyes. I sometimes wonder if I have been out of my normal life since then. ”

He paused and continued: "I was also flustered, and after no one could stand, I still slashed at the corpses on the ground with a knife. ”

Xiao Yu raised his head, looked at Lin Yinping, who was sitting opposite, was silent for a long time, and then said, "Until I don't have any strength." ”

She seemed to see, ten years ago. In a dark dungeon.

A ten-year-old boy stood in the corpses on the ground with a blood-stained knife, fear and confusion on his little face.

But the little boy finally got out of the confusion.

Now the little boy had grown into a tall young man, and was sitting across from him, telling her about his first time.