Chapter 1: The Game of Heroes (1)
Northland. Winter. Frozen.
At the end of the savannah, there is an Arshan. At the foot of the Arshan Mountain, hundreds of families live, herdsmen and hunters often come and go, forming a very lively market town. One of the most prominent households in this market town is none other than the Majestic Wind Dart Bureau. A tall dart flag stands at the door of the dart board, and a golden tiger is embroidered on the dart flag, which can be seen from miles away. There are also two big stone lions at the entrance of the dart game, with teeth and claws, which is daunting.
But the townspeople were not afraid of the game at all, and a few children were playing with stones at the door of the game. The snow is more than a foot deep, but the children in the north are not afraid of the cold and play at the door of the dart game early in the morning. These children are the neighbors of the dart board, because the ground in front of the dart board is all paved with stones, flat and smooth, just suitable for them to play with stones, so although the snow is clear, several children are still invited to play games.
All I could hear was the sound of a tuk, and a ragged beggar came walking with a cane. The snow was deep in his feet. The beggar was thinly dressed, and had no socks on his bare feet, only a pair of tattered straw sandals, but he was not afraid of the cold when he stepped on the snow. The beggar glanced at the gilded plaque on the door of the dart bureau and asked the children, "Children, is this the Xiongfeng dart bureau?"
The kids stopped playing. Because this dart game was opened by the people of the Central Plains, and the people in the dart game often spoke official language to them, so although they didn't know how to speak, they could understand it one by one. A child said, "Ah, it's a caravatar." Uncle, are you hungry? I'll go talk to Uncle Shen. "Uncle Shen" is Shen Zhenfeng, the chief dart head of this dart game. Although Shen Zhenfeng calls for wind and rain in the rivers and lakes, he never wants anyone to call him "Mr. Shen's dart head" in his hometown, so in this town, no matter in front of or behind his back, everyone calls him Uncle Shen.
A cold light shone in the beggar's eyes, and a sneer seemed to be hidden under his thick beard. The other children ignored him and happily played with the stones.
After a while, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl came out of the dart game, holding a large bowl of white rice, and there were several pieces of meat on it, steaming hot. The girl handed the white rice to the beggar and said, "Eat it while it's hot, old man." Seeing his frozen red feet, he exclaimed, "Oh, old man, aren't your feet cold......?" Wait, uncle. He handed the beggar the chopsticks and ran inward. After a while, he took a pair of cotton shoes, took an extra cotton coat, handed the shoes to the beggar, and said, "Uncle, put them on quickly, don't freeze yourself." ”
The beggar did not take his shoes and clothes, and his eyes were fixed on the girl. The girl was beautiful, with an innocent and simple face, and a pair of big eyes full of compassion. The beggar's heart moved, took the shoes and clothes, and said, "Little girl, what is your name?"
The girl said, "My name is Bingxue. ”
The beggar said, "What's your last name?"
The girl said, "My surname is Shen. ”
The beggar's face changed slightly, and he said, "Your surname is Shen, who are you Shen Zhenfeng?"
The girl opened a pair of big round eyes and said strangely, "Uncle, how do you know my father's name?"
The beggar saw that this girl was Shen Zhenfeng's daughter, and sighed secretly: "It turns out that Shen Zhenfeng has married a wife and had a daughter here. Suddenly, he touched his heart and said sharply: "Who is your mother?"
The girl saw that his voice was suddenly stern, her eyes were staring at herself, more like a copper bell, ordinary girls were only afraid that they were already crying, but she was not afraid at all, and said, "Uncle, do you know my mother too?"
The beggar came to his senses, his face softened, and he did not answer the girl's question, but asked himself, "Do I know her mother?"
The girl said, "Uncle, you must have seen my mother." Can you tell me how my mother looks?"
The beggar was shocked in his heart and said, "Miss Shen, you must know what your mother looks like, why do you still want to ask me?"
Shen Bingxue said: "My mother died early. Uncle, what do you say, what do you say. As he spoke, he took the beggar's hand and shook it.
When the beggar heard the phrase "My mother died early", his mind turned black, he stood unsteadily, his body shook, and he said in his heart: "Could it be that I have been looking for revenge for thousands of miles, and I have ended up empty...... Is she really dead?" the girl was still asking him to tell her what her mother looked like.
Suddenly, I heard an old voice say, "Xiaoxue, it's cold, you go home quickly." ”
Shen Bingxue said: "No, I'll go back later." The person who spoke was Shen Zhenfeng's old servant Wen Ah Si, and when he saw the little master holding the beggar's dirty hands, his brows furrowed, but the dart game had never been overwhelming, so he grabbed Shen Bingxue's hand and said, "Uncle is waiting for you to go back! And your Second Uncle Ba and Third Brother Cheng, don't you want to learn kung fu from them?"
The beggar glanced at Wen Ah Si, then suddenly turned around and walked away, his cane propped up on the ground, and the sound of tuk tuk was heard one after another. Others don't know, in fact, every time he clicks on this crutch, it is a few inches into the stone, but it is covered with heavy snow, and no one can see it.
Shen Bingxue picked up the cotton clothes and shoes that the beggar threw on the ground, ran up and handed them to the beggar, and said, "Old uncle, you forgot to take your shoes and clothes." Without waiting for the beggar to respond, he followed the old servant Wen Ah Si into the gate.
The beggar was in a trance, and suddenly he sneered, and leaned on his crutches, and the sound of tuk tuk sounded, and he went farther and farther away in the snow.