Four seasons of Mu Song, comfortable and content

At this time, it is a cold winter, and a white and vast snowscape can not help but make people feel refreshed, as if they are in a holy paradise.

There is a mountain in a hundred miles outside Luoyang City, which is called Bu Shock. The mountain is not majestic, but it is not small, at this time the mountain is covered with snow, just like a kind old man sleeping peacefully, extremely peaceful and quiet.

At the foot of the mountain is a horse road that has been abandoned for many years, originally the horse road is the nearest road into Luoyang, and it was still more lively at the beginning, because people came and went from here.

Five years ago, bandits were rampant, and the color of the bandits was unheard of for a hundred miles, and the official family had sent troops to encircle and suppress them many times, but each time it ended in the bandits hiding in advance and failed, and after a long time, it was over. People had to take a short detour to pass through, and the road gradually fell into disuse.

The road is lined with trees and weeds, and the road, which is not very wide, is even narrower.

Some people say that there is an inside line in the official family, some people say that the official family has received things, and some people say that it is someone from the official family. Since then, this matter has become a small topic of conversation after people's tea and dinner, and it is rumored that there are demons and ghosts, and it is an ominous place.

Over the years, there have only been three kinds of people who dare to follow this path, the first is a person who is not afraid of death, the second is a person who is not afraid of death and is strong in martial arts, and the third is a person who does not follow this path

What is a person who does not take this path, that is, a person who encounters a sudden urgent incident and is in a hurry, and the cowardice and boldness have little to do with the level of martial arts.

Today, of course, seems to be an exception.

There was a thick layer of snow on the road, and it went down to the calf

"Squeak"

"Squeak"

......

The sound of walking through the snow shatters the tranquility.

I saw a man, about eighteen years old, wearing a thin and patched linen shirt, his arms were red from the cold, his coarse linen trousers barely covered his knees, and his feet were frozen like pig's liver

The facial features are exquisite, as if finely carved, the head is covered with thick snow, and a sword is diagonally carried on the back, which looks out of place in this season.

As if the season had nothing to do with him

I saw him walking slowly on the horse road, and he couldn't see joy or sorrow, but only sharp eyes, eyes that were even colder than the weather.

Suddenly, a voice came from afar

"Driving"

"Stampede"

......

The sound of horses galloping gradually came from behind the boy, but the boy seemed to have no sense of hearing, and still walked slowly

Finally, it's getting closer

"Hey, get out of the way of the people in front"

But a woman's voice came

The strange boy was unmoved, and still walked slowly, without the slightest worry

"Get out of the way"

......

"Phew"

When the horse was about to hit the boy, the woman on horseback grabbed the reins and stopped in time.

I saw a beautiful woman on horseback wearing a thick mink, a silk scarf on her head, boots on her feet, and a leather whip in her hand.

"Hey, are you blind or deaf, can't you hear this girl telling you?"

The woman was displeased and unceremoniously scolded the young man

The boy ignored it, and continued to walk slowly, as if he hadn't heard

"Hey, this girl called you."

Seeing that the young man didn't take care of himself, the woman's tone was still strong.

"I will go my way, you will walk your way"

The boy replied impatiently

"It was not dumb or deaf"

Seeing the young man speak, although the answer was not what he asked and a little boring, the girl was unhappy and had to vent her unhappiness

But at this time, the girl looked at the young man in front of her seriously, the young man did not speak, and the woman looked at the young man who was wearing thin clothes and had red hands and feet and couldn't help but speak again

"Hey, aren't you cold on a snowy day?"

"The heart is warm and the cold day is warm"

"What a weirdo"

The girl muttered

Then he pulled the reins, slapped the horse's belly, and walked with the young man

"Hey, where are you from, what is your name, what are you doing here?"

After a moment of silence, the girl couldn't help but ask curiously

"People in the mountains, nobodies, wandering the world"

The boy said lightly

"You're so boring"

The girl was displeased, but she didn't continue to trick up.

"Forget it, this girl still has something to do, let's go first, oh, this is five taels of silver, you go to the town to buy a warm outfit"

With that, the girl took out a piece of silver from her bosom and handed it to the young man

"Not necessarily"

The boy unceremoniously refused

"Hey, you're so rude, people are kind to you, but you don't even say kind words"

"Forget it, this girl won't bother with you, hum!"

So saying, the maiden threw the silver to the boy and galloped forward

The young man stopped, looked at the woman's distant back, and then slowly bent down to pick up the silver, put it in his arms, and deliberately pulled the shirt on his chest with his hand, for fear of freezing or something

Then the boy continued to walk slowly, as if nothing had happened except for the rows of horseshoe prints in front of him.

At this time, the sky began to drift with snowflakes, and the snow became heavier and heavier, gradually covering the footprints completely, as if no one had ever walked on them.

After another half a pillar of incense, the snow finally lightened.

The boy still walked slowly, but the snow on his head was thicker.

"Squeak"

"Squeak"

......

The boy walked about ten feet again, but suddenly stopped

It wasn't that he was tired, but that there was something in the snow at the intersection of the mountain in front of him, and only one corner was exposed, apparently not completely submerged by the heavy snow.

The boy walked over, bent down, reached out and grabbed the exposed corner, and lifted it gently, this thing was not a treasure, but a silk scarf, which was exactly what the woman had carried on her head before.

"It's snowing but there's no wind, why does this thing fall here?"

The boy looked at the silk scarf and muttered to himself

"Isn't it ......"

Just as the young man was guessing, three big men jumped out of the forest, one of them was holding a big knife, led by a light blue brocade robe, with a face full of meat, relatively burly, and next to him was a big man in a gray linen shirt, with a bad face but a similar face.

The three of them jumped out of the forest and surrounded the boy

"What a handsome boy, how about following the third master, hahaha"

The big man who claimed to be the third master opened his mouth, and looked at the young man with an appreciative expression, it turned out that the third master had a habit of breaking his sleeves.

"You caught her"

The young man replied to the question and said coldly to the three of them

"She?ha, boy, do you mean that handsome little lady just now?"

"Third master, the little lady's little lover has come to the door, hahaha"

Two of them laughed

"You got her!"

The young man ignored the three of them, but with a murderous aura, not an inquiry, but as if talking to himself.

"Yes, boy, this is Liu Sanye's ......"

"Poof"

I saw that the big man who opened his mouth hadn't finished speaking, his eyes stared at the young man, and he slowly fell down, until he died, he didn't think that he would die, and even thought that the third master would give him a reward when he got this kid, but unfortunately, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and his anger was disappearing quickly.

The third master and the other saw that the man had fallen, and only then did they react

"Damn, Lao Tzu killed you, take your life"

But it was another man who was furious

"Poof"

Another person fell, but it was not a young man, but the big man who had just spoken

"Plop"

Liu Sanye also understood at this time, and immediately knelt down to the young man.

"Big ...... Hero, spare your life, please have ...... There are a lot of them, spare my dog...... Dog's life"

If the death of the first person is careless, then the second one is stupid if he doesn't understand, Liu Sanye can't care about anything else when he sees this, after all, life is important, how can he still have the domineering appearance just now

"Where is she?"

The young man asked, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes but it was fleeting.

After confirming the eyes, they were eyes that were even more chilling than ice, Liu Sanye, who was kneeling on the snow, kept trembling, and beads of sweat as big as beans flowed down his cheeks

"Back to the big ...... Hero, in ...... In the mountains"

The third master trembled, and his speech became stammering

"But this way"

The boy asked, pointing to an intersection on the left

"Positive...... Exactly"

"Poof"

didn't give Liu Sanye a chance to react, the young man directly ended Liu Sanye, and made a move quickly, ruthlessly, accurately, without dragging his feet.

Liu Sanye was still thinking about how to get out until he died, but unfortunately the idea hadn't come up yet, the king of Hades had already summoned his spirit, and until he died, he didn't think that death would come so quickly, he was unwilling, and he didn't even find out how the young man made a move.

It's a pity that it's late, Liu Sanye's body still maintains a kneeling posture, but his head can no longer be raised, and on the horse road, the blood dyes the snow red.

The boy turned and walked towards the intersection of the mountain, as if nothing had happened and appeared.

The road was as quiet as it used to be, and the snow began to fall slowly.

PS: I have always had a martial arts dream in my heart, in order to realize this martial arts dream, I finally wrote a novel about classical martial arts, "A Sword in the East" is the debut of cold martial arts, and Han Tian is also working hard to outline a new river and lake, how can the writing be limited, please comment gently, I am grateful, thank you!