As soon as Yang Fan went out, he came to the snow, and when he saw a piece of bright red snow, he frowned and said: "Uncle Yang, how strange is the snow in this imperial capital, it is white when it falls, and why does it turn bright red when it reaches the ground." ”

The white snow falling on his head and his white hair were completely indistinguishable from his hair.

The bearded man beside him was stunned, then squatted down, picked up a handful of snow on the ground, held it in his hand, lowered his head, looked at it, and said, "I'm afraid this is not like a natural phenomenon, but someone did it on purpose." ”

"Someone did it on purpose?" Yang Fan had just said this, and above his head, a glow flashed quickly, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell whether this was an illusion or a real glow.

The bearded man was stunned, raised his head to look at the glow that was rapidly sweeping in the sky, and said, "Master! ”

Listening to the words of the bearded man, Yang Fan was quite surprised, he turned around, looked at him, and said lightly: "It seems that there is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in this imperial capital, even Uncle Yang sighs to himself, but also, two more months is the time for the opening of the Martial God Tomb, if there is no master even when the Martial God Tomb is opened, then what else on this continent can attract others." ”

The bearded man nodded and said, "Young master, what you said is that seeing that it is getting late and it is already dusk, why don't we rest in the inn for one night and then go to find Geng Zhi?"

Yang Fan suddenly shouted: "No! Go now! Go right away!"

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After Yang Fan's inquiries all the way, he finally came to the vegetable market.

In his life, he doesn't know how many places he has visited, from the private residence of the big family, to the miscellaneous courtyard where the peddler lived, to the boudoir of Miss Qianjin, to the earth inn where he could live overnight for dozens of copper coins, to the coldest place where he could freeze people's noses, and to the hottest place where he could bake eggs on the ground XXX.

He had watched the sunrise with Geng Zhi on a beautiful beach, he had watched the sunset on a deserted beach, he had been soaked by the tide of the Thousand Rivers Valley, and his lips were chapped by the scorching sun in the desert.

Those are Geng Zhi's experiences that accompany him again and again.

But when he came to the vegetable market, this was the first time he had experienced it in his life.

On winter evenings, I am afraid that there will never be a more crowded and lively place in the world than the vegetable market, and no matter who walks here, they will never feel lonely and lonely again.

There are still women with children in their arms, old women with crutches, greasy cooks, girls with the smell of osmanthus oil, and some servants in burlap clothes.

All kinds of people crowded around him with baskets of vegetables, fighting with the village women who sold vegetables and the butchers who sold meat for a penny.

The air was filled with the fishy smell of fish, the oil and gas of fried fritters, the earthy smell of Chinese cabbage, and the indescribable stench of chickens and ducks.

But as time went by, and by dusk, there were fewer people here.

If you haven't been to a vegetable market, you'll never think about what it looks like when these many smells come together, and whoever gets here won't be able to go numb in their nose in a short time.

But Yang Fan's mood has become much brighter, because these smells and sounds are vivid and vivid. It is full of vitality of life! It fully indicates that he is one step closer to the process of finding Geng Zhi.

―There may be many people in the world who don't want to live, some people jump off buildings, some hang themselves, some cut their necks, and some swallow rat pills......

But no one would commit suicide in the vegetable market, would they?

Here, he had almost forgotten all the bloody vendettas in the rivers and lakes, and he was trying to buy a pancake for two copper plates.

Suddenly, I heard a person in front of me shouting in a straight voice: "Sell meat, sell meat, sell fresh meat...... There's still the last thigh left, who's going to want it!

As soon as the voice sounded, it was interrupted by a burst of exclamations.

Then, the people in front of them all shouted and retreated back, the adults were all as dead as ashes, and the children were crying so much that they couldn't catch their breath.

The people behind were asking, "What's the matter? What's all the fuss about?"

The man who fled back from the front gasped, "There's a man selling meat. ”

The people behind laughed and said, "There are at least dozens of people selling meat here, what is there to be afraid of?"

The person in front gasped and said, "But this man sells different meat, he sells human flesh!"

There were people selling human flesh in the vegetable market, which really surprised even the bearded man. Seeing more and more people crowded on all sides, although everyone was scared, they still wanted to see what was going on - there were many women who went to the vegetable market, not entirely to buy vegetables, but also to knock their teeth with other people's big girls and little daughters-in-law, chat, exchange secrets of each other's homes, and see the excitement of others.

When such a strange thing happens, who will want to leave?

Yang Fan had already determined in his heart that it was that person, exchanged glances with the bearded man, frowned, and walked over separately.

His face immediately changed color, and he seemed to be more surprised than anyone else.

In the vegetable market, the meat case is always in a relatively clean corner, and those butchers with knives in their hands always have a sense of superiority on their faces.

Because they feel that only what they sell is the "real thing", and the main people who come here are always more "noble" than those who only buy green vegetables and tofu.

This situation is just like the "Zhenggong Tsing Yi" will always look down on Hua Dan, and the "Red Lady" will always look down on prostitutes, but they forget that what they "betray" is no different from others.

At this moment, the butchers who are usually arrogant have all been frightened and half shortened, and they all shrunk their necks and straight eyes, not even daring to breathe.

There is also a sign hanging next to the meat case of the largest one, which reads: "Cattle and sheep, killed and sold." ”

Behind the meat case stood a tall, big and fat one-eyed man, holding a boning knife the size of a wheel in his hand, his face was full of horizontal meat, and a scar cut from the corner of his right eye with a black blindfold to the corner of his mouth.

The one on the meat table is neither a scalper nor a sheep, it's a person!

Living people!

The man's clothes were gone, not so much as a man, but a corpse left behind by the dismemberment of the five horses, his head had been cut off and placed in the corner of the meat table, and the skin on his chest had been cut off, which looked disgusting.

Yang Fan looked at the blood stains on the table, almost all of them had coagulated, and the blood remained on the ground, and the already incomparably red snow became even more bewitching.

When ordinary people saw him, it was as if they had suddenly seen a living ghost, and their faces immediately became miserable, and in an instant they were already sweating through their clothes.

The one-eyed man saw Yang Fan, glanced at the clothes he was wearing, very precious, and secretly wanted to slaughter him, the scar on his face suddenly turned red like blood, and then said with a cruel smile: "Uncle is here to buy meat?"

Yang Fan was already stunned, on the bloody case, the chopped off head was thrown aside, the skin on the chest was also cut off, curled aside, some useless bones were all piled aside by him, and the heavy bloody gas came out, making a person want to vomit after asking.

Yang Fan seemed to be stunned, and he didn't hear what he was saying.

In front of his eyes, a scene seemed to emerge, Geng Zhi was pressed on the blood table by the one-eyed man in front of him, pinching and booming, the one-eyed man raised the big bone chopping knife in his hand, and then slashed down, Geng Zhi wanted to break free from his shackles but couldn't break free, he could only be 'five horses' alive.

The one-eyed big man Gege smiled: "I have long known that no one else will buy this fat leg of mutton except for you, uncle, so I have been waiting here for you to come." ”

Yang Fan let out a long sigh at this time, and then his eyes became sharp, and he grabbed the collar of the one-eyed man's clothes, and said, "Say! Where is my brother!"

The one-eyed man shook his left hand violently, blocked Yang Fan's hand, glared at him fiercely, and said, "Who are you? Don't you see that I'm selling meat? You are looking for your brother, I am selling my meat, I have provoked you." ”

As soon as he heard this, Yang Fan was furious in his heart, and kicked the meat table, and the bones, skin, head, and last human leg on it were thrown to the ground.

The bright red snow against the backdrop of the bloody 'corpse' makes people feel a chill welling up in their hearts after looking at it.

Seeing that this battle was about to start, the people watching the excitement on the side hurriedly took a few steps back, and set aside a big circle to encircle the bearded man, the one-eyed man, and Yang Fan inside.

The one-eyed man saw that the meat on his meat table was lifted away by Yang Fan, he was furious, raised his bone chopping knife and shouted: "In this imperial capital, who doesn't know that I am a tyrant in the vegetable market, known as 'Slaughtering People with Three Knives', I didn't expect that you, a young white-haired old man, would dare to smash my signboard in front of me, I am looking for death!"

As soon as the word "death" came out of his mouth, the butcher had one foot and jumped into the air, and a big bone chopping knife fell heavily.

Yang Fan's cold face didn't show any expression, as if this person was born like an ice cellar, very cold, and snorted coldly: "Just a martial artist! ”

The bearded man on the side nodded, took a few steps back, and retreated to the side of the masses.

Yang Fan looked up coldly, the one-eyed man who was descending in the air, the Thousand Shadows Sword in his hand was pulled out with a choked sound, and with one foot on the ground, the whole person rose into the air, flew towards the air, and shouted: "Return my brother!"