Snowflakes flew diagonally, but the snow was cut by two axles.

In the gray sight, a pair of big watery eyes poked out of the car window, until it settled in the place where the wolves gathered, and the girl hung a string of lilac crystal pendants on her forehead, and she looked at it for a long time before asking the man beside her, "Father, what do you see those wolves doing there?" ”

King Muliang wore a purple robe, took the curtain in the girl's hand, and a wrench inlaid with jade and jade put the curtain against the carriage, and he looked out, as if there were many wolves dyed white by the flying snow outside the door of a dilapidated temple.

"One, two, three...... Father, there are many, many wolves! The girl was a little happy, she thought it was a white wolf only in Muliang, but she saw a white wolf in Canglou!

In the days when I was away from home, I saw and heard things that were very strange and unfamiliar.

Canglou doesn't seem to have Muliang's baby bear, and there are no delicious ones in Muliang, fortunately, it turns out that Canglou also has white wolves!

But soon, a blast in the snow made the girl's joy disappear in an instant.

The door of the temple was blasted open by a sword qi, and at the same time, countless wild wolves that came out with the sawdust of the broken door gradually fell into the air, causing the white wolves who had originally stayed outside the temple to suddenly retreat in all directions, shaking off the snow from their hair, revealing pieces of black skin.

The sword light shimmered, the snow fluttered, and a long sword stood in front of a person.

"Are you waiting for death?" The man with the sword turned his back and asked someone.

Chen Mingqiu was so stunned that he didn't answer for a while.

The wolves howled even more, as if with a lot of resentment, and the wolves lingered around the temple gate, but stared at the man closely. The man, dressed in a black robe, stood out even more in the snow, and he held his sword diagonally, as if waiting for something.

The smell of blood floated in the cold wind, and a snow knife lay on the golden rice stalk, covered with red blood.

There is wolf blood, there is human blood, there is men's blood, there is women's blood.

The young man's pupils were wide open, and there was as much blood as a wolf.

At the moment, the wolves swarmed up, and the man with the big knife was pounced; The little orchid was also in front of him, torn and bitten by the wolves.

He watched the rampage of these hungry wolves.

The man with the sword asked, "Are you waiting for death?" ”

Chen Mingqiu fell into the snow, shook his head in fear and said, "I don't want to die!" I don't want to die! ”

The stronger the wind and snow, the creaking sound of the three wooden doors continued, and it can be seen that the bonfire in front of the statue of Guanyin is getting smaller and smaller. The wolves and the sword-wielding men confronted each other, but gradually, first the wild wolves closer to the temple began to retreat, and then the hungry wolves who had not participated in this feast left with unwilling eyes.

The wolves were gone, but their scraps were left in their place.

The man holding the sword said coldly: "If you don't want to die, retreat into the temple and use the bonfire to drive away the wolf, but you cause others to die tragically in the wolf's mouth, which shows that you are as clumsy as a pig!" He is only worthy of being slaughtered for the rest of his life! You are not worthy of death, nor are you worthy of life. With that, he emptied his sword into its sheath, and when he was about to leave, he was retained by the young man's words.

"Why didn't you save them? Why wait until they're dead—"

"Ridiculous! I've saved your life since then, and you don't thank me for not saving others? ”

"You never looked back at me, but you knew that there was a bonfire in the temple, if you had the heart to save people, how could you have the time to see the bonfire in the temple? Now that there is an opportunity to see the bonfire, how can you not rush to save the two? If I don't believe the sound of the bonfire you heard, how could the creaking of the wooden door ever stop? ”

The man stopped motionless in front of the threshold of the Guanyin Temple, speechless for a long time, he didn't expect to be recognized.

"Why didn't you save them? Why did you save me alone? At this time, Chen Mingqiu had already gotten up, his tone was a little aggressive, he didn't understand, since he was able to help, why did he watch two lives die in vain?

"Chen Mingqiu." The man with the sword called the young man by his name, and he continued: "Do you think that if you die, there will be less ugliness in this world? Do you think that if Chen Dongmei doesn't pull you, you will be able to uphold justice and goodness for the world? You are not only young and ignorant, but also crazy, who do you think you are? Do you really think that if you learn martial arts, you will be able to protect all that you have? Those two died because of you, if you are not mad, crazy, not stupid, who will die if you hide in the temple? ”

Yes, if it weren't for themselves, how would they both die? Chen Mingqiu was a little scared, not only to himself, but also to the person in front of him.

The statue of Guanyin behind the young man is dilapidated, but the general appearance can be vaguely distinguished, but Guanyin is still there, but the person is gone. Chen Mingqiu stretched out his hand to take a few pieces of snow, and suddenly saw that it was a pool of blood, and hurriedly threw it away.

Before he died, he did not cry.

At this time, the cry was silent.

The man walked in the snow, stepping on the deep snow, in the direction of the cold wind, towards the temple gate.

"Who are you? Why do you recognize me, and you still recognize me Sister Dongmei? Chen Mingqiu asked the man in a series of questions.

He stopped again, turned around and walked towards the young man.

The man put the sword in front of Chen Mingqiu and said, "Do you want to touch the sword?" ”

"I don't want to!" Chen Mingqiu said stubbornly, but the sword in the man's hand was still firmly placed in the air and did not move, and gradually, Chen Mingqiu's hand couldn't help but want to touch the sword.

Finally, Chen Mingqiu took the heavy sword.

Flakes of snow fell on the scabbard.

He jerked out his sword, and the shimmering sword light was chilling.

The sword was so heavy that he couldn't hold it in one hand, so he gripped the hilt with both hands.

But the man took out a piece of cloth from his bosom, and the cloth was a curved sword, a rapier, and an iron sword.

"Why do you hide your sword in your arms?"

"This is my beloved's sword, come on!"

"Come on...... What's coming? ”

"Let's fight!"

"I ...... I won't! ”

The boy swung his sword and forced the young man, but the young man clumsily took the move, and a splash of snow splashed.

The scabbard in Chen Mingqiu's hand had already fallen into the snow, and he obviously didn't know how to use a sword, so he could only use the long sword to forcibly take the sword shadow that attacked the person one move after another.

Bell Bell ......

The sound of the constant collision of metals, coupled with the pain of each of his hands, made it more and more difficult for Chen Mingqiu to support under the attack of the sword move.

Soon, the sword in Chen Mingqiu's hand was knocked down and embedded straight into the snow.

"The sword in your hand cannot fall, just as your hanging head cannot fall. You are not afraid of death, you seek death, but you cause others to die, Chen Mingqiu, you tell me, do you still want to learn martial arts, learn this sword martial arts? The man yelled at Chen Mingqiu, who was tired and paralyzed.

Chen Mingqiu lowered his head and looked at the snow white on the ground, he lay his hands on the snow white, feeling the piercing coldness brought to him by the snow white.

The long sword standing in the wind and snow, he looked at the wind and snow, and also looked at the long sword.

He said softly, "I don't study martial arts anymore......"

The man holding the thin sword had already frosted his eyebrows at this time, and his hair was covered with snow, he was holding the sword obliquely, and after listening to Chen Mingqiu's words, he made the sword draw an arc in the air to resist his back, and he turned his back and walked towards the wind and snow.

"Actually, I was thinking, but I couldn't figure it out. Why didn't you save those two people, you have the ability to save people, but you watched two lives die. Yes, at that time, it was because I was clumsy like a pig, and I Chen Mingqiu was just an ordinary person in this world, so what was the big deal if I died? Grandpa's health is getting worse and worse, I can still accompany my grandfather to the underground Yellow Spring when I die, and Sister Dongmei doesn't have to go to Ningfu to be a maid who serves people because of taking care of me, to exchange for pickled cabbage in the market in the snowstorm, with Sister Dongmei's appearance, she should marry a Ruyi Langjun with a gentle family background and no worries about food and clothing, right? So I'm not afraid of death, just die. I wanted to have the opportunity to go to our Canglou Kyoto to see the Canglou Tower, to see if the Canglou could overlook the whole world, but Jiangzhou is far away from Kyoto, and I can't see the Canglou Tower, how can I see the whole world on the Canglou Tower? Everything was fine when I died, but I didn't expect that Little Orchid and the martial arts master I thought I thought would go to Huangquan! How do you say I dare to learn that martial arts again, how can I become a hero who fights with a sword and goes to the ends of the world to uphold justice in the script? ”

"But you have a sword in your hand, but you don't save people, that is, your skills are the first among the knights of the rivers and lakes, and you are not worthy."

Chen Mingqiu seemed to have spoken a lot of heartfelt words to the air, and the sword in front of him fell into the snow, and then slipped from the silver sword body and into the white snow.

"I'm Yue Qing, not a chivalrous warrior." The man with the curved sword stopped, he came back to his senses, pointed the curved sword at Chen Mingqiu and said, "You are Chen Mingqiu, you should die." ”

"But why did you save me, and why didn't you kill me at this moment?"

"I don't dare."

"Why not?"

"If I don't save you, my family will die; If I kill you, my family will still die. ”

"I don't know why, but I get it." Chen Mingqiu raised his head, looked straight into his gloomy eyes and said, "I don't want to learn martial arts, I just want to learn swords!" ”

Yue Qing smiled: "But to kill me? ”

The young man shook his head, and he said seriously: "I thought I was an ordinary person, but I think so many people kill me, it turns out that I am not ordinary?" ”

Chen Mingqiu had seen the dead, not only the two of them this morning.

Sometimes, he sat in front of the window and read.

Outside the window, there were many men with swords.

The ground was covered with red blood, and steaming skulls were rolling.

Sometimes, he walks on the bluestone slabs of Jincheng.

The cold rain is falling,

There are many yellow paper umbrellas,

A cool breeze hit, and five or six yellow paper umbrellas swirled and splashed to the ground.

In a few moments, the bluestone slab was covered with blood.

Chen Mingqiu's first murder today was when he personally killed the little orchid and the "martial arts master" of street performers.

"Not only will I die, but many others will not die."

The young man sneered.

It's hard to imagine a young man who is no more than thirteen years old laughing wildly in the snowstorm.

He looked at the sword in front of him, how many people will make you, and how many people will die because of you? Why do you still exist in this world? Sword, sword, are you a sword that a chivalrous warrior walks the world with a sword, or a sword that kills countless people?

A bloody hand was washed by the heavy rain, it opened towards itself, and touched the hilt of the long sword lying flat next to the bluestone slab, Chen Mingqiu looked at him in surprise, and looked in amazement at how he faced death the moment he tried to touch the sword.

Why is he laughing?

Why is he still laughing when he dies?

Sister Dongmei grabbed Chen Mingqiu's trembling right hand vigorously and walked forward.

Chen Mingqiu remembered asking his grandfather: "Grandpa, why do so many people want to kill me?" ”

Grandpa just looked up at the sky and didn't answer him.

"I thought that if I learned martial arts, those people would be afraid of me and would not dare to kill me; I thought that if I learned martial arts, I would be able to uphold justice and become a hero; I thought that if I learned martial arts, no one would ever die again, and they would all be alive. ”

Yue Qing said: "Only when you die, can there be hope in this world." ”

"I thought so, too." Chen Mingqiu said, got up, he pulled out the heavy long sword from the snow with both hands, and pointed at the other party like Yue Qing, he cried and said, "But now I want to learn the sword!" ”

"Why?"

"Only the bad guys in the script will be hated by so many people, so I'm going to prove with my sword that I'm a good person!"

Chen Mingqiu shouted categorically, his snot froze into a transparent piece with his mouth, and the two lines of hot tears dripped from his cheeks and fell between the snow, melting a little.

"It's hard to learn a sword."

"For me, the so-called swordsmanship is just some killing skills, which is not difficult, let alone worth mentioning!" The little man stubbornly carried his sword in the wind and snow, and did his best to maintain the direction of the adult.

Yue Qing exhaled a breath of heat and said slowly, "I'll teach you." ”

The young man tried his best to squeeze out some smiles, and said with his last strength before falling unconscious, "Okay." ”

The little man fell in the snow.