Xu Xiake walked several miles with a knife in the snow, and there was no living person in the vast snowfields and forests.

He suddenly felt a little hungry.

Since leaving his hometown to go north, he has often gone hungry. It's not because of the long body, it's a lot of consumption to travel for days, eat and sleep in the open, and the cold weather in Beiyan is extremely cold, which is better than Su Tang.

All the old people with life experience know that freezing weather can arouse appetite more than the scorching sun, so Xu Xiake hesitated for a long time, and finally took out the baked cake in his arms with a little reluctance.

There is some residual heat in the pancakes.

Xu Xiake knew that it was just the body temperature that he had carried in his arms for a long time.

He didn't care about that, the difference between cold and hot only affected the taste, but it didn't matter what he ate if he could relieve his hunger.

Jianghu people can die, but they can't starve to death.

This is what Master said.

After convincing himself to eliminate the spare baked cakes to relieve homesickness, Xu Xiake continued to walk casually.

He walked several more miles. In the vast forests of Yinchuan, there is still no store in front of the village and behind the village, but this time I saw people, many people.

A cursory look at it, there were more than 100 figures walking together against the wind and snow, just a few hundred meters in front of him.

Xu Xiake suppressed his excitement and quickened his pace to catch up.

Although he didn't have any experience when he first entered the rivers and lakes, it was a thing worth exploring to suddenly appear in Yinchuan, where the snow was cold and desolate, and a team of more than 100 people suddenly appeared in the snow.

Whether it is to broaden what he has seen and heard, or to find something to do, Xu Xiake caught up with the group of people in a freewheeling mood.

Surprisingly, these people didn't seem to notice that there was an unfamiliar version of themselves in the team.

They just walked on their own and didn't talk to each other at all. I don't know if I'm too tired and have no strength in the wind and snow, or if I really have nothing to say.

Xu Xiake muttered in his heart, but he didn't care about it, thinking that maybe Beiyan's rivers and lakes tasted like this.

After walking with the team for half an hour, Xu Xiake, who was behind the crowd, suddenly realized that he had unknowingly climbed the mountain and was at the top of the mountain. Looking at the long rope bridge in front of him, and the magnificent silver city looming at the end of the rope bridge, he couldn't help but ask, "Where is this?"

The young man next to him glanced at Xu Xiake, quite surprised: "You don't know about ruining Nuo City?"

Xu Xiake shook his head blankly: "Is Destroy Nuo City famous?"

The young man looked at the latter, and seemed to have only now discovered this stranger who had quietly mixed into the team, so he asked, "I don't know how to destroy Nuo City, so naturally I am not a sad person?"

Xu Xiake was slightly stunned.

I want to leave my hometown for more than a month, and I miss my parents and teachers day and night, should I be considered a sad person?

So he nodded: "I am." ”

The young man looked at Xu Xiake, who looked serious, and thought to himself that he was a simple and innocent brother. is also a fallen person at the end of the world, and maybe they will enter the city of Nuo together in the future, and it is also good to have a good relationship to take care of each other.

The young man walked with the team towards the chain bridge connecting the two snow-capped cliffs, and explained to Xu Xiake, who was following him, "Do you know the name of this bridge?"

"I don't know. ”

"This is the Liangwang Bridge. See the mountain behind you, and the one at the end of the rope bridge?"

"Hmm. ”

"Like what?"

Xu Xiake, who was at the back of the team, held the chain with the thickness of his arm on the rope bridge, and turned to look: "Why do you look like two people holding hands?"

The young man said proudly: "The two human-shaped snow-capped mountains connected by these two Wangqiao bridges are the handiwork of the city lord of Nuo City. ”

Xu Xiake was shocked when he heard this.

Cutting the snow-capped mountain into a human shape, this kind of strength was by no means beyond the ability of ordinary cultivators, so he asked curiously, "Who is the city lord?"

A touch of sadness appeared on the young man's face, and he sighed: "Like us, we are all sad people. ”

At the mention of the sad man, the boy fell silent.

Seeing the other party's thoughtful appearance, Xu Xiake wanted to speak and stopped, so he didn't ask again, so he had to follow silently.

Although the Liangwang Bridge hangs on the top of the snow-capped mountain, it is not as dangerous as imagined.

In addition to the tension of the bottomless mountain stream under the bridge, the rope bridge itself is extremely strong. It seems that the two people holding hands have made an unswerving promise in this life, and they hold on to each other tightly......

At the end of the rope bridge stands a stele with words inscribed.

Originally, on a snowy and cold day, the words of the stele should have been covered by the snow and blurred, but these words were surprisingly clean.

Xu Xiake squeezed out from behind the crowd and saw the stele carved and said: Bag the world's sad people.

Curiosity grew up a few more points.

Chewing the name of the magnificent silver city in front of him, combined with the inscription on the stone tablet, Xu Xiake remembered the stories of the rivers and lakes that the master had told him, so he sighed.

I guessed in my heart that this city lord of Ruinuo City must be a peerless beauty who was abandoned by emotional injuries, otherwise why would he be so open-minded to cover the sad people in the world?

The sorrow of the grief, the pain of the grief. I don't know who owes such a good man.

It's a pity!

Xu Xiake turned his head to look at the young man beside him, and saw that the other party's face was still full of sadness, and suddenly asked curiously, "Are you also trapped by love?"

A young man with a dignified face like red dust who could see through it shouted: "Who is not here when you come here!"

Xu Xiake stared at each other in disbelief. I thought that the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy actually understood the word love, the folk style of Beiyan, is it really unrestrained?

While he was meditating, the top of the city of Nuo, which stood on the top of the snow-capped mountain between heaven and earth and was unbearably cold, was like thunder from the sky, and a thunderclap sound was heard that hit people's hearts.

Then there was a clear sound of human voices.

"Yingzhou Zhao Changping, the fifty-fourth year of the Spring and Autumn Period, after being ordered to enter the dynasty as an official, abandoned the wife of his childhood sweetheart, and recruited the famous singer of the Qinglou into the house, so as to force the pillow person to death. Later, he was investigated by the imperial court for corruption and perversion of the law, and was assigned to the border barbarians, but escaped halfway and lived in the rivers and lakes......"

In front of the inscription stele, everyone listened to the revelation from the city of Destruction and began to look around and discuss.

It seems that they are looking for the person named Zhao Changping.

Yes, they didn't know each other in the first place. It's just that I have always known that there is such a place in the Beiyan River and Lake that can accommodate the sad people of the world, so I gathered together at this time of year to climb the city of Nuo.

I want to find a place for the rest of my life.

But since the destruction of Nuo City is famous in the Beiyan River, there are always so many desperate people fishing in troubled waters every year, so the city lord has decided on this link of identification before entering the city.

The content revealed by the voice from the city of Destruction was called the legacy of the wind by the rivers and lakes.

Xu Xiake naturally hadn't heard of this.

Confused, he also listened to the patient explanation of the young man next to him before he knew.

Listening to the relict record constantly revealing the names and the stories behind the names, Xu Xiake suddenly realized a problem.

Unlike everyone else, he came halfway, although missing his hometown is also half a sad person, but in the end, it is too different from the acceptance conditions of ruining the city to be hurt by love.

Will it be discovered?

Xu Xiake thought.

Then he heard his name.