Twilight.

The red glow on the horizon is fading and fading.

There was a heavy snowfall.

It was cold and frozen, and it was miserable.

The old man was as thin as a monkey, dry and thin, his cheeks were tightly sunken in, his cheekbones were high and convex, black and thin, he was wearing a large gray jacket that had been sewn and mended, the stitches were broken, and the black and yellow cotton was exposed, and a small head was shrunk into the neck collar, and then he was wearing a felt hat.

"Hey, hey,"

He shouted in his mouth, raised his whip in his hand, and drove the carriage.

The raised right hand seemed to have doubled in size, the skin and flesh were red, swollen and translucent, one blue and one purple, covered with chilblains, and the cracked wound was oozing pus and blood, which was very scary.

In addition to the old man who was driving the car, there were two people sitting on the car, a round-faced plate, a girl with a big buttocks, a gray-faced girl, wearing an old jacket in a floral color, with sleeves in her hands, a headscarf wrapped around her head, and a stunned, thick-eyed young man beside him, unkempt, frozen and snorting, and wearing even more torn.

The wooden wheels ran over, leaving two rut marks on the snow, crooked, like two black pythons, stretching into the distance.

Dead trees and strange branches on the side of the road, from time to time you can still hear the "croaking" of some old tiles, gray without a single color, half-hidden snow, some graves that have been dug up, and you can see a few human bones scattered, desolate and shocking.

On the edge of the forest beside the road, there was a blur of flesh and blood, tattered clothes, and mutilated limbs, scattered all over the ground, and the croaking old Washer was on the human bones, pecking at some stinky rotten meat.

The old man stiffened his face and didn't say a word, until he had passed, and then he heard the young man in the car palpitate: "Dad, what is that? It's scary!"

The old man sighed and said calmly: "What can there be, eighty percent of the people who froze to death, and they fell on this trail again, cheapened those wild dogs who dug graves and dug up corpses, and walked less at night in the future, in this world, dogs are worse than wolves, and even people eat them!"

"Also, when you go to the city, don't be foolish, be careful, and be careful of causing trouble!" the old man babbled and admonished.

The two people in the car also responded with "uh-huh".

After that, the three of them froze as if they didn't want to talk anymore, except for the creaking and turning of the wheels, crushing the snow on the ground.

Until.

"Phew~"

The old man pulled the reins!

It turned out that there was a tall young man standing on the side of the road with a strange burden on his back, and when he saw them coming, he took a bend of his steps and strode up to meet them.

Looking at the object wrapped around the man's back, the old man's eyes tightened, as if he was facing a great enemy, he held the firewood knife resting beside him, and said in a low voice: "Pillar, hold the stick!"

When the young man in the car heard this, he hurriedly grabbed a short stick with the thickness of his wrist on the car, and stared at the visitor nervously and vigilantly.

Seeing them act like this, the people who came seemed to be stunned, but they immediately understood, smiled shyly, and greeted in their mouths: "Don't be afraid, uncle, this place is too remote, boy, I'll take a ride, don't worry, don't sit in vain, go to the city and invite you to have a meal!"

Hearing this, and seeing the harmless laughter of the other party, the old man frowned and said nothing, and only after a long time did he shout in a deep voice. "Come on, four people, the horse may have to go slower!"

When the young man heard this, he smiled.

"Thank you very much!"

Only under the staring gaze of the three people, he sat on the other end of the carriage.

Seeing the rules of his sitting, the old man finally put down the firewood knife, as if relieved.

Su Hongxin sat firmly, smiled, and threw it casually, a piece of paper in his hand had already floated in the wind, and he waited until the carriage was far away.

The wind rolls down and falls into the snow.

There are words on the paper.

Mission: Evil on Earth

Time: Wuxu year

Location: Tianjin City

—————— was at the head of the troubled times, the world was full of filth, the universe was unknown, and people and ghosts were indistinguishable. The deadline is one month, please ask the gatekeeper to uproot the evil people in the city, at least ten, no matter whether people, ghosts, demons and evil, the more the merrier.

The moment it landed, the page instantly turned into a cluster of black flames, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The cold wind is bitter, and it cuts people's faces.

The young men and girls in the car all stared at Su Hongxin curiously, looking at the suit on his body and the boots on his feet, as if they had seen something new.

Seeing the two staring at him, Su Hongxin smiled.

But his mouth is so hung that the snot almost fell into it, and it was cold.

"Daddy, I want to pee!"

Suddenly, the young man opened his mouth and shouted.

The old man didn't stop, but slowed down, and said in a deep voice: "Mala, let's go into the city before dark, this barren mountain is not clean!"

The young man let out an "oh", jumped out of the car, and simply stood on the side of the road with the carriage on his back and urinated.

"Whew, comfort!"

I am breathing freely.

The young man suddenly heard a rustling movement in the woods by the side of the road.

He looked away.

I saw a pair of glowing eyes in the snow forest on the side of the road, as big as a bean, looking straight at him, a chill instantly penetrated from the tail vertebrae to the Tianling cover, so frightened that he almost held back his urine, his hand shook, he wetted his pants all over, and he howled "ah" in his mouth, and then ran back while lifting his pants.

Several people in the car suddenly heard the movement behind them, and they all looked over.

"Daddy, Daddy, there's something in the woods!"

Words are not good.

Su Hongxin took a look when he heard this.

Look around.

But in the shadows of the snow forest, there were a few yellow and fluffy things squatting at some point, and they were not small, motionless, and a pair of bright eyes were shining, poking their heads out and looking at them.

When he saw what it was, his face couldn't help but change, good guy, it was actually a few weasels.

But it's too damn big, a lot bigger than an adult wildcat.

Weasels are not uncommon in the countryside, and he has seen a lot of big ones, but such a big one, it is really the first time in the world, and I don't know how many years I have lived, and the rat's whiskers are yellow and white, hanging down two locks.

Seeing that several people had found them, the weasel, who had the largest head and white beard, was not alarmed, but rushed out of the forest, and in the disbelief of the old man, walked to the carriage, stood up, and then put the two forelimbs together, as if he were bowing his hand, and spat out people's words, and said softly:

"Do you see, am I like a man or a god?"

The young man who was rushing this way was hurriedly tying his trouser belt, and he was about to get into the car, but when he heard the beast open his mouth and say a human word, his legs were weak, and he fell into the snow on the spot.

The old man was also frightened, his face was stiff, his teeth were stumbling, and the girl was even more trembling, hiding behind the old man in a panic, and said in a trembling voice: "You, you,"

There are a few "you" in a row, and I can't say a word.

The weasel suddenly looked at Su Hongxin, and asked, "Tell me quickly, am I like a human or a god?"

Su Hongxin snorted, leaned his neck and took a closer look at the thing blocking the road in front of him, and then he frowned and pondered: "Let me see, you are like a big mallet without a handle!"

backhanded, he held the soul breaking knife behind his back.