Several days passed, and the turmoil gradually subsided.

Even though the people in Cooking Smoke Town were indignant and avenged the grievances of the previous town lord, they succumbed to the soft and hard of the Sword Servant Branch.

To put it mildly, as long as these people can make ends meet, and the newly powerful Wei Feng does not infringe on their essential interests, then whoever is the town lord is not the same thing.

At first, there were many people among the sword servants who privately questioned Wei Feng's cruelty, but when they lived in the town lord's mansion, divided the house, and enjoyed the bright sunshine and delicious food, they all deliberately left behind the reason for all this.

Gradually, Muwen was alienated by the crowd.

Since that bloodstained night, except for the lace side sisters' good attitude as always, even the swordsman saved in Pingyan City is not so close. Everyone is not stupid, and there is no place to see the relationship between Mu Wen and the vice president. Even if Mu Wen didn't mean it, the key is that the latter is obviously not treated.

For example, the swordsman who is close to Mu Wen is always inexplicably assigned dirty and tiring hard work. And those who turned a blind eye to Mu Wen and did not greet him with a cold face when they met, were promoted to status and generously rewarded the next day. A certain member of the outer department also got a copy of the exercises of the moon rank superior, and many people were red-eyed.

Today, it's snowing.

It is crystal clear, it can quench the thirst in the mouth, and it can also make the poor wanderer lose the winter snow of his surname.

Mu Wen walked through the streets of the town, looking at the white world in December, and the cheeks of the passers-by who came and went around him were red from the cold. stared at it, and saw a lonely old man shrinking in the corner, his clothes were full of holes, and he couldn't keep his weak body warm at all.

Look at his shriveled stomach rumbling, and he was obviously very hungry.

"Give. Muwen handed over a hot meat bun.

The old man's cloudy eyes narrowed, and he was excited to see the meat bun, and he took it with his trembling hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He got teeth marks as soon as he bit it, but when he saw Mu Wen's face clearly, the old man returned the meat bun.

"I don't want to die. He said as he curled up in fear.

Mu Wen's pupils dilated, and he smiled and picked up the meat bun and walked away in the snow, and there was still no hungry homeless man who dared to ask for his alms along the way. They were all terrified, and their eyes seemed to be watching death struggling to dodge, just because the homeless people who had received Muwen's alms before would die mysteriously and violently in the streets, and they would die miserably.

Everyone said that Mu Wen put poison in what he ate, took pleasure in harming people's surnames, and was an out-and-out villain.

"Look, he's harming people again. ”

"This demon in human skin, don't eat what he gives. ”

"Yes, I'd rather starve to death than be poisoned. ”

"Get out of here!"

The snowball, wrapped in a ball, smashed into Mu Wen's face in the hands of a group of old and young women and children, cold, but it didn't stiffen the warm smiling face.

"I'm sorry. Muwen spoke softly and left the slum.

When I came to the street again, I saw Wang Qidan covering his face and walking over aggrievedly: "Master, these people don't understand kindness at all, and the food that is obviously not a problem at all is said to be poisonous in it." ”

The big bag of buns he was carrying was not wanted.

Mu Wen's eyes fell on Wang Qidan's face, and he asked in a voice, "What's wrong with your face?"

"Ah, it hurts to be hit by a snowball by the homeless guys. Wang Qidan lowered his head and looked distracted.

Mu Wen broke his hand and saw five finger prints on his face, and immediately asked, "Who hit him?"

"Yes, it's those" Wang Qidan didn't want to say, he was afraid that the master would be more troubled when he found out, and finally sobbed under the stern gaze and said, "It's the sword attendant in the branch." In the past, we used to talk and laugh together, but now they often come to make things difficult for me, and I was slapped by a guy who told me not to give food in a fake way."

The corners of Mu Wen's mouth twitched, and he couldn't swallow his breath when he looked at the slap marks on Wang Qidan's face.

One pulled him to settle accounts with the swordsmen, and heard a lot of shoveling snow along the way, and the people on the street were shoveling the snow in front of the door. One of the old men caught Muven's attention because he was holding an axe instead of a shovel.

"Fang Lan is in charge of the house, and she has to hoe. The old man muttered, and raised his axe to chop off the long purple orchid in front of the door.

"Yes, if you don't pay attention, you look so swaggering, blocking the way in front of the door. An old woman came out of the house, looked at the orchid plant that had fallen to the ground, and muttered, "What a pity." It would be nice to be able to grow in the backyard, but it's a pity. ”

Mu Wen was stunned, stared blankly at the felled orchid, and muttered after a long time: "Fang Lan is in charge, I have to hoe." Rao is trying my best to bend over, but it still can't melt into his eyes?"

"Master, what are you talking about?" asked Wang Qidan, tilting his neck.

Mu Wen shook his head: "Go back." ”

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The government office.

The Great Elder took special care of Mu Wen and arranged Mu Wen's house not far from him, and both of them understood the meaning of it. Beware of someone who is trying to do something wrong.

In fact, Wei Feng has never secretly done anything.

But Mu Wen didn't forget that there was someone around him who he had arranged.

"Squeak. ”

Pushing the door in, Mu Wen saw that Xiaoqian was cleaning the house, and when she saw herself, she greeted with a smile: "Mu Gongzi, you are back." ”

As she spoke, Xiao Qian came over to take over the coat for Mu Wen and patted the snow on it.

In the winter season, it gets dark early, and in a blink of an eye, there is no light outside. Xiao Qian lit the oil lamp, and then mysteriously took a cup, and said to Mu Wen, "Guess what's inside?"

The liquid in the cup is clear, floating with cyan and purple dots.

Mu Wen sniffed it and asked, "Is it wine?"

"Yes. As for the freshly brewed fruit wine, drink it while it's hot, it can warm your body. Xiaoqian said.

"I never drink. Muwen dropped the glass.

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Xiaoqian's complexion changed, and her smile became stronger: "No, this is different from ordinary wine." Do you remember the flowers and fruits you picked in the mountains last time, they were made from those, and they tasted very mellow? ”

Mu Wen glanced at the fruit wine, and could see that it was brewed by Xiaoqian very carefully, and he couldn't resist her enthusiasm and picked up the wine cup.

Suddenly, Xiao Qian's eyehole shrank into a thin needle, and she secretly looked at Mu Wen's throat.

Seeing that the cup was about to be poured with the fruit wine tilted, Mu Wen put down the inexplicable wine that was on his lips, and said to himself: "The east wind is evil, the joy is thin, and a cup of sorrow, why is it wrong this time, wrong, wrong." ”

After chanting this poem, Mu Wen turned his head and asked Xiaoqian, "Do you know why I came here?"

Xiao Qian was stunned for a moment, and replied with a brew: "Xiao Qian thinks that Mu Gongzi came to the Northern Regions Branch to make a contribution, in order to help everyone live a better life." By no means as some people talk about. ”

"But I was wrong. ”

Mu Wen raised his glass and looked at the wine, and said: "I just want everyone to work together and share weal and hardship, but I don't know that others have long been seeking glory and forgetting shame." Guarding a foundation, lest outsiders peep. I naively thought that I could use my actions to influence the narrow-minded person to be able to be calm, but in fact, I should have given up a long time ago. ”

Xiao Qian was silent, understanding that Mu Wen was talking about Wei Feng.

Suddenly, when he met Mu Wen's gaze, it was a smile: "If I were leaving, would you go with me?"

"I" Xiaoqian's mind suddenly went blank for a while.

Mu Wen muttered in a low voice, "I'm sorry for saying something that embarrassed you." After all, you're the vice president's person, and it's okay if you don't want to. I just think it's a pity, beautiful as you should live a far happier life than you are now. ”

As he spoke, Muwen pressed the cup to his lips.

"Don't drink!" Xiao Qian, who had been stunned, stretched out her hand coldly, snatched the wine cup and drank it all.

Mu Wen asked blankly, "What are you doing here?"

"Me, I suddenly remembered that something went wrong when it was brewed, and it wouldn't taste good. So I want to make it again and dedicate the most delicious fruit wine to Mu Gongzi to taste. Xiao Qian intermittently found an excuse to cover up, laughed dryly, and hurried outside the house.

At the door, her footsteps stopped, and she glanced back at Mu Wen.

The reluctance in his eyes is as intoxicating as an autumn lake.

Her long hair fluttered in the blowing wind, and she added softly in a voice that Mu Wen couldn't hear: "Xiao Qian wants to make the most mellow fruit wine for you, if there is still a chance"

The wind is up, and it's very strong.

The door creaked and flapped, sometimes slamming against the wall.

Mu Wen walked out of the room, looked around, and saw Xiao Qian on the next corridor, the woman covered her mouth, and the unstoppable blood flowed down her forearm to her sleeve.

She finally fell, on the cold stone floor.

It's cold.

Xiao Qian heard the temples on both sides beating, her body became lighter a little bit, and she was about to die, but there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

Her eyes were still open, but she couldn't see the top of the wall, only pitch black.

Not afraid, Xiaoqian is not afraid at all.

For she saw, in the darkness, saw Muwen carrying her on his back, walking with a smile and a smile in the rolling hills, and taking her out of this painful place and into the outside world.

He, caressing his feet, said it was beautiful

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Muwen turned and went back to his room.

In the room, he quickly finished cleaning up the salute, and took out the seven-star Luo Sha and put it beside him, looking at both sides with hesitant expressions.

Mu Wen stretched out his hand, touched Xiao Bai's head and said, "Xiao Bai, do you think I should find an opportunity to kill Wei Feng and others, and then seize power and usurp the throne and lead the Sword Servant Branch on the road of open hostility to the Douling Palace." Or do you just leave like this, and you can continue to cultivate alone and finally set foot on the holy mountain alone?"

"Ahh Xiaobai tilted his head blankly.