This year, the Mobei suddenly snowed, I was a little surprised, the camel caravan merchants who crossed the desert into the customs said that they had been going back and forth for decades, and it was the first time they had seen this kind of wonder.

The swordsmen of the desert said that this is the world's vegetarian.

I think the swordsmen have a point.

Since Zhu Yuanzhang merged Jiangnan, strengthened his strength, raised troops to the north to invade the capital of Yuan, and established the Ming Dynasty in the past hundred years, all events have occurred as recorded in the annals.

This year, the battle between the Qing soldiers and the Ming Dynasty in Shanhaiguan has entered the confrontation stage, I know that it will not be long before there will be a person named Li Zicheng who will attack the capital, and a person named Wu Sangui will be angry and open Shanhaiguan.

I also know that that year, the world was vegetarian.

Therefore, the swordsmen are afraid that they are right.

At night, the snow stopped.

The courtyard is deep, as deep as night.

I stood in the courtyard with hot tea in my hand.

The snow in the court is as thick as yellow sand outside the court, and white as su.

The courtyard door creaked open slowly.

The snow in the courtyard creaked from the door to the footsteps.

The sound of stepping on the snow stopped, the person who came had stopped, and the person who came was wearing a yellow monk's robe, like the cold moonlight in the sky, and the moonlight was as cold as the knife in his hand.

The knife was short, like a dagger, and the blade was more curved than Yue'er, resembling a sickle.

I recognized the knife, but the owner of the knife had hanged himself a hundred years ago.

So I was surprised and asked him, "Where did you get this knife?"

The moonlight and snow reflected the monk at the same time, and the monk's robe and cloak hung low, covering his face.

He said: "This knife has been with me for 259 years, and it is closer than my wife. ”

After saying that, the knife was struck, and I didn't have time to dodge or fight, so the knife fell on my neck, then stopped, and then put it on my shoulder.

I said, "You're not here to kill me."

The monk said, "No."

I said, "You're not a killer of the desert"

The monk said, "No."

I said, "Then why are you?"

The monk said, "Tell you to go back to the pass and help me attack the capital." ”

I said, "Today will be the world of King Chuang, and it is only a matter of time before King Chuang will get the capital, so you don't have to think about it anymore."

The monk suddenly raised his head proudly and said with a smile: "If Liu Bang doesn't have a good plan, how can he come to the Han Dynasty, and if King Chuang has no wine, there will definitely be no rivers and mountains." ”

If there is no wine, it is the name I picked up from it when I first arrived at the end of the Yuan Dynasty 200 years ago, and met the heroic Zhu Yuanzhang at that time.

No one has known this name for 200 years.

Who's coming?

The snow rises with the wind above the desert.

When the snow fell to the 276th piece, the monk trembled and said, "More than 200 years ago, my name was Zhang Shicheng, and now, my name is Li Zicheng. ”