At night, the faint light of the fire flickered in the wilderness, and the smoke of the cooking rose with the warm wind.

Next to the bonfire, Jin Nian, dressed in a gray robe, placed the commonly used sword beside him, silently drinking the hot water that had just been poured out of the clay pot.

Behind him, a package hung on the left and right, and the horse, which had traveled hundreds of miles, finally got a moment of respite, and was now lowering its head, playing with the snow, looking for the dead grass left below.

He looked up, a few miles away is Yinjiagou, if he can't find his sister there, he can only go all the way to the master's location.

At the thought of having to travel hundreds of miles alone, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In fact, as soon as the words came out, he already regretted it, but somehow, the whole person was like a demonic barrier, and the more hurtful the words were, the more he had to say them, as if this would be able to vent the pain that had been suppressed in his heart for almost half a year.

Now, my sister has left in a bad mood, and she has really become a loner.

Thinking of this, Jin Nian stood up with his sword, put out the bonfire with some dirty snow with his feet, and led the horse on.

The hard hooves of the horse trampled on the soft snow, just as he trampled on the softest heart with hard words.

The midnight wind mixed with the residual snow on the dead branches, hitting the body, making people shiver with cold.

Jin Nian looked at the hut halfway up the mountain in a daze, it was pitch black, and he wished that there could be a faint fire, like a little spark hanging in the night sky.

Just as Liu Jin, the god operator who was mixed with the Ming Dynasty, said, he was destined to be lonely, and the candle he hoped to light was still not lit after all.

He rolled over his horse, looked back at the cottage on the hillside again, and sighed.

In the past few years, I seem to have become accustomed to having my sister work in everything, and I only need to move my mouth. This little girl, who was timid and scared when she first met her, will do everything very well.

When she left, her heart was like a lost corner, empty and unsettled.

In the past six months, his sister has taken care of him every day, and he has seen it in his eyes. Concealing that he secretly took the sword spectrum taught by his master in exchange for the famous eccentric doctor Xue Shenyi on the rivers and lakes, he also learned about it through Mr. Yang. It's not that he doesn't know how good his sister is, but he is impulsive, and his mouth is like there is no fence.

Think about the past few years when my sister went down the mountain with her, from Haizhou to Huaiyin City, from Huaiyin City to Yinjiagou, and then from Yinjiagou to Yingtianfu. How could he not know that his body was covered by a piece of tile, and his heart was uncertain to rely on? The little junior sister who had been in love with her family since she was a child was silently accompanied without a word of complaint.

Thinking about it again, when the master led the junior sister who was holding a little wooden dog back to the mountain for the first time, he couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. The girl with the pigtails, holding the wooden dog, looked so pitiful, just like the puppy he had raised. That night, the master coaxed her to sleep, and used acupuncture to suppress her shock, and from then on, there was an extra mouthful of a senior brother's follower behind her young self.

I don't know how long I thought about it, but I only knew that the east gradually turned white, and there were gradually people on both sides of the lonely official road.

The early children frolicked and chased after the adults who were driving a big fat pig, and the adults were full of joy on the left and right, and finally they held down the frightened fat pig together, and they tied it to a stick with a thick bowl mouth, and several people carried it to the butcher's house at the entrance of the village.

Maybe it's almost the New Year, everyone can finally loosen their trouser belts a little and eat a bite of pork that they were reluctant to eat in the past.

I don't know who didn't tie the rope tightly, or if the rope was too strong, the fat pig struggled a few times, but broke free of the rope, rushed through the open field with his little short legs, and went straight to the official road. Adults and children chased after him with scythes.

Look at the way they run, they look like the killers that the adults have cultivated.

The corners of Jin Nian's eyes jumped suddenly, but no! Those adults and children with smiles on their faces did not have the slightest smile in their eyes, some were just cold murderous aura.

Early in the morning, outside the south gate of Haizhou City, a horse was hovering at the door with a snort. The early risers led the ownerless horse into the city with doubts. The horse crossed the city gate, suddenly broke free from the unsuspecting soldiers, and galloped along the streets of Zhongyuan.

Zhang Erba, who was suddenly dragged down, spit out the mud in his mouth, scolded a few words angrily, and chased after him with his weapon.

The horse galloped all the way and went straight to the group of people who were about to get on the horse at the gate of Taibai Building.

A man dressed as a martial artist looked shocked, quickly stepped forward and grabbed the horse that was gradually slowing down, and after a little inspection, shouted loudly: "Childe! It's Lao Lu's horse!"

The son, who was the leader, stepped forward quickly, examined the horse carefully, and reached out and pulled out two or three pieces of broken silver from the cloth pocket on the side of the saddle.

Zhang Er couldn't help but be annoyed, he knew that there was silver in his cloth pocket, so why didn't he tear it off first. Look at the amount of silver, it's enough for half a month's worth of wine. How much effort has to be saved to catch cats and steal dogs.

Those people obviously also saw Zhang Er, who was dressed as a soldier with a weapon.

The first prince beckoned to him, and Zhang Er hurriedly stepped forward. The VIPs that Second Master Qin personally sent to the door were definitely not something he could afford to neglect, and he, a veteran, knew this very well.

Grand Master Xie frowned and stuffed the broken silver coveted by Zhang Er into his hand, pointed to the horse, and asked.

Zhang Er looked at the silver, and naturally he would not slack off, how 1510 would open the door and see this horse, how to lead it into the city, and even how it was dragged into the mud 1510.

After listening, Gongzi Xie asked a few more details, and Zhang Er also explained them in detail.

Gongzi Xie waved his hand to let him go, and turned his head to discuss in a low voice with the martial artist who was leading the horse.

As for what they discussed, Zhang Er didn't bother to care, the less things he knew, the longer he lived, he still understood this. Instead of meddling in things, take the opportunity to have two more drinks.

Just when Zhang Er strode with his money bag and went straight to the liquor store where he went every day.

A terrible horn suddenly sounded on the tower of the city gate! The soldiers at the gate rushed into the city in a panic: "Close the door quickly!"