In the harsh winter, it has always been the season when God accepts people's lives, the rich people burn charcoal at home to survive the cold winter, the poor people also shrink at home in the winter, and the streets of Jian'an City are empty.

At this time, the wind and snow are urgent.

"Han Yu, why don't we go to the General's Mansion..."

"You know the..."

It was snowing heavily, and in a ruined temple outside Jian'an City, young men and girls dressed in thick clothes were hiding behind the collapsed Bodhisattva statue to hide from the cold wind. Next to it is a pile of firewood that has been removed from the temple, and there is a piece of roasted dog meat with oil on the iron frame.

"Han Yu, isn't it bad for us to steal?" Under the wall behind the statue, a girl whispered to Qingzhuang, who was roasting dog meat.

This young man is also in his early twenties, with a medium build, and a thick cotton coat covering the hard flesh and skin, but it can be seen from this body that this person also has some strength, and he is not good at matching.

"If we don't eat it, we'll freeze to death, how can this be called stealing!" The young man who was concentrating on the barbecue heard the girl's words, his voice became a little annoyed, he took the dog meat under the grill and sniffed it, brushed it with a layer of oil, and then put it on and rolled it, and then turned around and showed his face.

Fang Zi has small faces, his skin is not fair, but it is not purple and black from the sun, his face is full of pits, and he looks very ugly.

Jagged black stubble, scattered around the chin and face, and there was a paw print on the face, which was scratched by the dog's paw when he caught the dog today.

The girl pouted, as if she was a little aggrieved, but she didn't dare to disturb Qingzhuang, so she could only look at the barbecue on the fire.

The girl's name is Li Yuan, she just turned ten years old this year, and her father left at the end of autumn this year, and she didn't tell the girl's life story until she breathed, saying that Li Yuan was the daughter of Li Guang, the general of Huwei in Jian'an City, so she let her apprentice Han Yu take Li Yuan to find relatives.

The girl took out the steamed buns that she stole from the steamed bun shop in the morning and took a bite, the steamed buns were also frozen and solid, and she felt in her throat when she bit down and swallowed it, and swallowed the steamed buns after drinking a sip of hot water.

After a while, the girl finally couldn't help but speak, and whispered: "Han Yu, we have already arrived at the General's Mansion, why don't you go in directly to recognize your relatives? This steamed bun is too unpalatable..."

Qingzhuang, who was barbecuing meat, ignored the girl, snatched the steamed bun from the girl's hand, inserted an iron skewer and roasted it on the fire, and sprinkled some fine salt and peppercorns on the dog meat.

Brush the hot steamed bun with some vegetable oil, carefully roll and roast, and wait for the steamed bun to turn golden and green and quickly remove the steamed bun from the fire.

"Now I have a chance to recognize each other, let's eat first!" Qing Zhuang took the dog meat and steamed buns and put them beside the fire boy, and scolded with a tiger face.

Watching the girl eat obediently, Qingzhuang looked around, and then went to remove a piece of the door panel of the wing room to block the wind, and took a quilt to keep the girl tight.

The girl ate dog meat and steamed buns, but looked at Qingzhuang with some fear, and it is no wonder that she has been afraid of him for as long as she can remember.

Why?

It turned out that this young man was a thug in the town's Qinglou, following those stinky problems that he had learned all his life, stealing, robbing, sliding doors, and picking locks, and his scolding skills were hundreds of times stronger than that shrew, and he didn't scold for a long time without repeating it. and some of the gangsters in the town called brothers, bullying and dominating the market, and the reputation of the street in the town is stinking.

The girl's adoptive father was the owner of the martial arts hall, and he turned a deaf ear to the bad deeds of his apprentices, but from time to time he supplied precious medicinal materials for him to practice martial arts.

After all, being poor and rich in martial arts is not a rhetoric, and without the assistance of some medicinal materials, practicing martial arts is very harmful. In addition to a part of the master's subsidy, most of the money obtained from stealing chickens and dogs and extortion was also invested, and now the young and strong are barely at the third-rate level.

The girl's adoptive father's martial arts are only at a third-rate level on the rivers and lakes, but they are also in the stream. Don't underestimate this third-rate martial arts, seven or eight strong men can't get in. Even Han Yu, who has only entered the third rate, can withstand two or three strong men.

Han Yu was also born in a wealthy family when he was a child, but unfortunately a natural fire burned Wanguan's family fortune to ashes, and his parents and sister also died in the fire, and only Han Yu survived.

After the death of his parents, he became a slave and a servant in order to make a full living, which made Han Yu, who was also a young master before, very unwilling. has been neglected since he was a child, so he clearly knows that this is a cannibalistic society, and it is not good to live without martial arts and a hard heart, and he is more diligent than anyone else in practicing this martial arts.

took the girl to join her family, was robbed by a group of thieves on the way, escaped with a few brains, and stumbled all the way to Jian'an City.

When the girl saw Han Yu stealing the chicken for the first time, the girl once muttered, Han Yu only said one sentence and blocked the girl's mouth: If you don't eat this chicken, you won't live in Jian'an City!

The girl was also a little numb along the way, and these quilts were half stolen and half snatched back by Han Yu, if it weren't for the biting cold wind of these quilts, the two of them would probably die in this broken temple.

But the girl was still a little angry in her heart, and she had already entered the city to find the general's mansion, but Qingzhuang observed it and turned back to the broken temple. According to the girl's expectations, she will not only have a hot meal tonight, but also sleep in a warm soft bed.

Qingzhuang didn't care about the girl's thoughts, and when the girl finished eating the dog meat steamed buns, boiled a pot of hot water for the girl to burn her feet, and then coaxed the girl to fall asleep groggy.

The cold wind outside the temple was raging, the wind and snow were urgent, and the howling north wind was whistling with snowflakes, blocking all the way.

Han Yu took out a few transparent threads from his backpack and arranged them concealed at several entrances and exits, with small bells buckled on the threads.

....

Jingle bells..

Han Yu woke up violently, feeling that his face was about to freeze.

When I opened my eyes, my first reaction was to follow the sound, a white wild cat touched the bell and disappeared outside the temple in alertness.

yawned, rubbed his eyes, lifted the quilt on his body, and a carp stood up directly, "Quack quack-" As Han Yu moved his muscles and bones, the joints on his body made a crisp sound.

Making a fire to boil water, Han Yu practiced his fists and kicks outside the temple, waiting for the kettle to make a "gurgling" sound, then stopped, took out a small bowl of polished rice from the rice bag and poured it in.

Glancing at the girl, she quietly left the broken temple, stepped on the snow and jumped to the towering tree outside the temple, found two frozen green worms, washed and swaggered towards the city.

"Squeak, squeak.." With the sound of a toothache in the shaft, the suspension bridge was slowly lowered.

The door opening of the city gate was deserted, the soldiers were yawning and on duty, and Han Yu walked in to see that none of the shops on the street were open, only the small shops that opened the steamed bun shop were steaming.

"A big basket of meat buns!" Han Yu shouted, and sat down on the table by the door.

"Come on." A middle-aged fat woman grinned, quickly went to the steamer to take out a cage of five buns, lifted the pale yellow bamboo lid, and after a hot steam tumbled, there were five fist-sized snow-white buns lying in the bamboo cage.

"Let's have some green onions!" Han Yu grabbed one and stuffed it into his mouth, took a bite and shouted loudly.

A basket of steamed buns and half a cup of tea went down, Han Yu called for another basket, wiped his mouth after eating and drinking, and suddenly shouted towards the door: "You shop, there are green worms in this bun!"

The two who were greeting guests outside hurried in, and when they saw the dry green worm in the bun, their faces suddenly changed.

The owner of this steamed bun shop was a short thin man, and when he saw Han Yu crossing his legs, he had a posture of wanting compensation. The person who can use this method is obviously not a good person, either a splash or a gangster, this store looked at the calm people in the morning, not only confiscated the money, but also did not give a cage of steamed buns.

The attention of the mixed rivers and lakes is to observe words and colors, and never go to those big restaurants along the way, because there must be people covering these places, either the government or some local snakes, if you go there to eat the overlord meal, it is light to be beaten by fat.

And these small shops on the street are different, those with strength will not do this kind of low-profit and hard-working business, such small shops are the favorite of people like Han Yu. Of course, you can't come every day, you have to find a few more to take turns, otherwise this business will be closed, who will eat in the future?

But there are exceptions, passing by a small shop, this shop called a few neighbors who were doing crop work, but this was still beaten by Han Yu, after all, Han Yu is also close to the third-rate level, and the martial arts of so many years have not been practiced in vain.

That time, he beat a few croppers with a blue nose and swollen face, and Han Yu also took out a knife and threatened to leave some parts, and the shopkeeper saw this situation, and nodded cautiously with five taels of silver and a bag of polished rice.

Han Yu took the pickle bun wrapped in lotus leaves, which was brought to the girl, this girl doesn't like meat, but prefers this kind of pickles.

Back at the ruined temple, the pottery urn hanging on the fire emitted a charming fragrance of rice, and the girl was sensibly packing up the quilt, and Han Yu handed the bun to the girl.

"I'll go to find out the details of the General's Mansion, you just wait here, don't run around. Han Yu and the other girls were full of food and drink, extinguished the fire, and smeared the black charcoal on their faces a few times.

Seeing the little girl carved in pink and jade turned into a dirty girl, Han Yu nodded with satisfaction, kicked some silver and came to the city gate again.

At this time, the sun has already risen, the snow at the city gate is trampled in a mess, the deserted city cave is extremely lively, the charcoal sellers, carts, vegetable sellers, slipping into the city gate, carrying dung buckets, hurrying feet, carrying hoes, and walking out of the city, people come and go, bustling.

Han An walked along the messy dirt he stepped on and walked out of the city, and within walking a mile, he saw an old man carrying a burden, which was covered with withered grass, and the cabbage covered with snow was faintly exposed.

"Old fellow, I bought your dish, take the silver and get out of here!" said as he threw a piece and a half of broken silver.

At first glance, this old man is a splash who can't be provoked, and he doesn't dare to argue, and besides, this silver is almost half a tael, even if he doesn't have silver, he doesn't dare to offend this kind of person. So he immediately picked up the money and left the land of right and wrong.

Han Yu picked up the flat pole on the ground, picked it up on his shoulder, and walked towards the city after controlling his balance a little.

There were a few more soldiers in the city gate hole, who were leaning on the city wall crookedly with sheathed knives, one by one listless, and the big word "Yong" on the simple clothes on the chest was particularly conspicuous.

"Enter the city gate and go to the city." A leading soldier kept shouting, and in front of him was a dilapidated wooden box, which made a "jingle bell" sound when copper coins fell into the box.

"Li Tieniu, did you go to Xiaoxiang Courtyard last night and be squeezed dry, look at how you walk, you can't stand.." The petty officer guarding in front of the box kicked at the soldier next to him.

The kicked soldier was not annoyed, so he simply leaned on the city wall and put his waist knife aside, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and begged for mercy: "Boss, you have wronged me, this mushroom girl and I in Xiaoxiang Courtyard have long been tired of it, we went to the newly opened Yihong Courtyard yesterday, the sisters there, hehe..."

The little officer just wanted to continue to ask something, but a pockmarked face with a flat shoulder came over, threw five copper coins into the box, and came over flatteringly.