The wind was howling, and the sound of a violent wind twitching through the tops of the trees.

The wind blew from the south, with the saltiness and warmth of the sea breeze, but the fierce howl of the wind was like a whip waved by a ghost pawn in hell, which cooled the hearts of those who were far away from their homeland, and also sucked away the souls of those who had returned.

In the distance, there was a green hill, and the top of the mountain was covered with a thick mist. In the scorching sun and fog, it became a little hazy, and the golden light sprinkled from the shade of the tall trees broke people's hearts.

Although the shade of the trees not far away is dense, the sunlight is more brilliant, and the huge banyan tree is like a flower crown, which is a good scene.

Under the banyan tree, a slender man, dressed in gray cloth, is sitting on a stone pier under the tree, several stone piers around a round stone table, on the round stone table are placed green tea and a few small plates of peanuts, on the table with a paper sign written four big characters "tea a penny".

Not far away, in front of a small wooden house, sat a girl in a green dress, the girl and this calm young man were very temperamental, and from time to time passers-by stopped to drink a large pot of tea and eat a few small peanuts.

Whenever a passing merchant stopped to drink tea, the slender young man would come up and pour tea and water diligently, always wanting to ask how the situation was outside.

Although the girl in the green dress is not dressed up, her face is already extremely beautiful, and her blue eyes can almost seduce the soul of any man.

These blue eyes don't know how many men's souls have been hooked, and even women are thinking, these cool eyes are on me, and it's worth it to die.

Most of the merchants passing by stopped to look at the appearance of the proprietress for a few moments, drank a pot of money that might not make any money, and talked to the strange boss about the customs and the world outside.

It's almost July, and it's not far from the legendary Queen Mother's Tangram Festival.

About a mile away from this huge banyan tree is a small town, a quiet and peaceful town, and there are not many people in the town.

There were only two dineries coaxed by flies, a barber's shop, and a shop for a half-blind old lady selling needles and threads.

From time to time, there are also street vendors shaking rattles and shouting "tofu, fresh tofu".

Everything is secluded and calm.

Not far from here, there is a place of Zhaojiaao, the place is remote at the junction of three provinces, the government has always been less concerned about this place, and the government officials do not come once for half a year.

There are many such places, and they are generally called enclaves.

There are not many honest people in the enclave, and the more places that no one cares, the poorer they are, and the poorer the places, there are many ruffians and hooligans.

In the distance, there was a group of young and young splashers, who saw the girl in the green dress, as if they had been hooked away. A few small broken 3 gluttonous saliva have been circling around for almost a month, and the drooling that wants to come has also been swirling in the mouth for a month.

There is a knife on the head of the color word, and when you see such a beautiful girl, how many can't you be tempted?

A few little splashes came over with a smile, one of them was also coveting for more than a month, and said to the girl in the green dress with a hippie smile: "Sister, where are you from? Are you so beautiful and have a husband? Why haven't we seen each other? Is it okay to accompany my brother?"

The girl in the green dress said softly: "You better leave quickly, I'm afraid I will hurt you." ”

The voice is delicate, such as the first cry of the yellow warbler, soft and tactful, and the cry of the first yellow bird is not as good as this sound. Listening to the dry splash in my ears, I was cool in my heart, and my legs were crispy, and my heart was very useful.

Looking at her slender and thin man again, he didn't want to do anything, and he was scared and his soul flew away, and his courage instantly became bigger, and he laughed: "This girl is so handsome, but flowers are inserted in cow dung!"

The man in the gray cloth coarse suit slowly straightened up.

He is long, his face has declined despite the vicissitudes of life, and his sideburns have occasionally had a trace of hair.

Only those eyes, those slender eyes are still full of wisdom and perseverance, and a face is not handsome but very attractive.

A few little splashes only glanced at it, and immediately felt a little ashamed of themselves, although the gray cloth Chinese characters were also very shabby, but that body of courage was not something that anyone could have if they wanted to.

The man in gray cloth looked up at the sky, his eyes full of longing for life.

At dusk, he always likes to sit in the sunset in front of the window of the wooden house, caressing the soft branches of his lover's lips and enjoying the wonderful fragrance of flowers like his lover's breath.

It's dusk, the sunset is warm, and the twilight breeze is soft.

The man smiled at a few splashes, do you want to drink some tea.

His tea burns forever, because he welcomes anyone who comes to him.

The blue-eyed girl's eyes rolled, as if she wanted to hide in the cabin, as if she didn't want to cause so much trouble.

"You'd better be careful, they're not children anymore, these kids are very bad?" The blue-eyed girl blinked and pursed her lips, as if a little mocking: "These children still carry knives, looking at their appearance, they can kill people at any time!"

The man in gray still smiled and said, "I promise that they will never kill anyone in my place." ”

The girl in the blue-eyed green dress was about to ask him, "Are you recovering?"

But she couldn't ask any more, and one of them had pulled out a sharpened dagger wrapped around his waist.

He is very young and fierce, but his body is very tall, and his movements when he draws his sword are also very brisk, and he looks like he has practiced.

Splashing skin and taking out a knife is not splashing skin, but it is more accurate to look at such a scoundrel, and there is a fierce light in those eyes that is more terrible than a knife, these eyes should have been clear and transparent.

stepped next to the gray-clothed man, and he glared and shouted: "I don't look like a good person, where are you a human trafficker, seducing a woman from a good family, let me teach you a lesson?"

The splashy man with the dagger glared at him, and found that he was just a very gentle, very thin middle-aged man, and immediately sneered: "Do you know who Lao Tzu is?

The gray-clothed man's attitude was still the same mild, and he said, "Who are you?"

The splash with the dagger raised his head, puffed up his chest, stared at the still immature eyes and said: "Lao Tzu is the famous 'Little Prince of the Divine Knife' here, Lao Tzu gives you a knife, and you have to go to see Lord Yama." ”

The man in gray still smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I've never heard of Your Excellency's name, and I don't want to go to see Lord Yama." ”

The blue-eyed girl couldn't help but "pounce".

The face of the little prince of the divine knife has changed color, and his hand holding the dagger has already trembled: "If you don't want it, you have to ask for it, and if you don't want to see it, you can see it!"

The light of the dagger flickered, and she held the dagger in both hands and stabbed it straight into the chest of the man in gray.

The man in gray still sat there without moving, only moving two fingers.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, flicked his fingers lightly, and the little splash skin seemed to be struck by lightning, and the snowy dagger could no longer be held, and it plunged into the banyan tree next to it with a "grab".

The dagger continued to have a nest of magpies on the banyan tree, and the magpies laid a nest of eggs, but this shock a bird egg fell, just fell on the head of the splashing skin, and the egg yolk and egg whites immediately flowed down the cheeks of the splashing nose.

The splash turned around and went to pull out the dagger, but with all his strength, he still couldn't pull out the small dagger, and in an instant his cold sweat and the undried egg yolk on his face were already flowing out.

The gray-clothed man was still smiling, and said softly: "You are not out of the mix, let's go home honestly and accompany your parents to plant two acres of thin fields, what's wrong with a happy life." ”

The little splash skin was suddenly sweating profusely, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears that flowed out of the egg yolk, let go of the dagger handle in his hand, and ran out without looking back, and the other splashes were also scattered.

Anyone who can flick a dagger out with two fingers, they naturally can't afford to provoke it.

The blue eyes laughed like silver bells, and when she looked at the gray-clothed coarse cloth man, she looked admired and surprised: "I really didn't see that you recovered so quickly." ”

Of course, the gray-clothed coarse cloth man is Lu Changfeng, and the blue-eyed man is naturally Hu Miji, Lu Changfeng smiled and said: "You should have known that I had recovered, but I didn't say it, how can a few little splashes be your opponents." ”

Hu Miji still pursed her mouth, and she didn't know what to continue to say, she looked at the gorgeous sunset in the distance, and muttered: "How good it would be if you didn't go out here for the rest of your life, I like it here, do you say it's Brother Lu!"

Lu Changfeng still smiled and said lightly: "It's too early to say that martial arts will recover, but it was also fortunate that day Luo ...... Luo Bing helped me, I practiced on my own, and I will be able to walk soon. Now I can't help but dredge the meridians, and I don't expect Luo Bing's internal strength to be so powerful. ”

After speaking, he squinted at Hu Miji.

Hu Miji sighed: "Thanks to Luo Bing, you must go and thank him after you recover." ”

Lu Changfeng deliberately shook his body, his eyes pretended to be hateful and grateful, and the contradiction in his tone could not be more obvious: "Although he helped me, he used to ...... you"

Hu Miji shook her head and said, "Luo Bing does it wrong once in a while, it's nothing, you should still be good buddies." ”

Lu Changfeng's face showed a look of pain from time to time: "I don't know...... I don't know how to deal with him, or if he actually treats me as a friend or buddy. ”

Hu Miji didn't know whether Lu Changfeng's expression at the moment was really painful or fake pain, but she felt that they wouldn't be so easily fooled!

She stared at Lu Changfeng with eyes that seemed bluer in the twilight.

This is this person, he is full of love for life, and he is also full of hope for the future, he casually stretches out two fingers and flicks, and he can pop out the dagger that others stab with all their might.

He took himself away from his enemies and lived in seclusion in this remote town, not only did he need no other people's teaching, but he was always ready to help others.

The twilight is thicker, and the wind is still filled with the fragrant floral aroma and the enticing smell of steamed meat.

In the small wooden house there was a small wooden bed, two wooden benches cut out, and a wooden table sawn from a whole tree.

On the wooden table there is now a plate of tamales, a plate of mixed cucumbers, a plate of roasted tofu, and a stack of water beans and rice, and the aroma fills this small room.

In the twilight and a candle, this cottage is full of warmth and warmth.

Hu Miji raised her head, in the twilight of the candlelight, staring at Lu Changfeng's calm and calm face.

Now the expression in her eyes was no longer a mystery of surprise, but a sign of respect and gratitude.

She was grateful to this man, not for him to run away with her, but because he had made her see the true meaning of life.

And his attitude towards life.

She respects this person, not because of his martial arts, but because of his own views and mind for others, maybe he already knows that he is a demon in his time, but he still tolerates himself.

The wind was blowing, and the twilight clouds were lower. The heavens and the earth are dark, as light as Li Taibai's ink.