Early morning.

Autumn winds gust.

The sun has not yet risen.

The cool air hits.

Niu Ye squatted on a wooden stake, holding a crude firewood knife.

Knife by knife, split the firewood, calm and calm.

There are few good trees in the wasteland, so I have no choice but to cut some crooked and stubborn miscellaneous trees, split them, make a fire to cook tea, and cook meat with soju.

Most of those miscellaneous trees are hard and bent, and there are many scars, and it is not easy to split them to make firewood.

Niu Ye doesn't care about this.

Sitting on a low wooden stake, he grabbed a piece and split it with a knife, and then grabbed a piece with a knife and split it with a knife.

The length is appropriate, the width is moderate, the section is smooth, and the neatness is abnormal.

The old body was slumped, his face full of ravines was calm, and a withered hand waved the wood knife again and again, looking effortless.

He doesn't seem to be chopping firewood, it's tofu.

It was still early, needless to say, at this time, the shepherd was still sleeping soundly in front.

I'm afraid that the second sister-in-law You didn't get up.

A shepherd is a man without a woman.

Second sister-in-law You is a woman without a man.

The two are about the same age.

One is stupid, the other is wooden.

Mu Ne's shepherd is matched with a stupid second sister-in-law, in fact, it is similar.

Not to mention others, even the shepherd thinks so.

However, his wooden appearance seems to be worse than the stupidity of Second Sister-in-law You. With such a small gap, in the eyes of Second Sister-in-law You, she doesn't look down on the shepherd.

She was originally a foreigner girl, and many years ago, she married into the Two Realms Mountain.

No one knows about her maiden home, and it is said that it is as barren and barren as the Mountains of the Two Realms.

A woman who grew up in a poor family in a poor place did not have much luxury in life, and had a nest to shelter from the wind and rain, even if it was dilapidated, and a bowl of hungry food, even if it was rough, as for her, she was already satisfied.

And the reality is just as he wants, in the Two Realms Mountain, it is not easy for her to live.

However, the folk customs of the town are still pure, and after a long time, a bowl of rice as thick as gravel will be eaten by her.

At that time, she often held a large porcelain bowl that was almost as thick as her waist, and on her black and red face, a big mouth often grinned, revealing two rows of big yellow teeth.

If life goes on like this, no one will say that she is not happy.

Somehow, she has not had children. After a long time, it is inevitable that it will be discussed by the idlers in the town. And her head was lowered unconsciously.

However, at this time, her man disappeared again.

Without any warning, he ate and slept as usual at night, and on the earthen kang under the earthen house, he and the earthy-faced man did what an adult man and a woman should do as usual.

That night, she slept deeply.

That day, she woke up late.

By the time she woke up satisfied, the man was gone.

She went crazy and searched everywhere, asking in all directions. Some people say that he went to the desert because he had a red willow whip in his hand. Others say he went to the steppe because he carried a scimitar around his waist.

She searched for a long time like crazy, but she didn't even find a shadow.

Later, she heard that he was dead.

The rumor spread that he had a nose and eyes, and even through the rumor, she seemed to have seen a green-headed fly land on his nose.

But rumors seem to be just rumors. The rumored corpse wears a green cloth shirt, but she has never made him a green shirt.

She waited for him to come back.

But the first thing she was waiting for was the uncle of her family.

The uncle is here to collect the house.

The uncle did not know where he heard the news that his brother had died. Since her brother is dead, she has not left a man and a woman, no matter what, there is no reason to continue squatting in the You family.

She obediently returned to her parents' house, and a few days later, she reappeared in the town.

I don't know why. Anyway, she showed up in the town.

After wandering for a few days, the desperate Second Sister-in-law You entered Niu Ye's tavern and became a cook.

That home doesn't seem to exist anymore, and that man doesn't seem to exist anymore.

But the surname and ranking brought from her in-law's family are still deeply imprinted on her body. To this day, people all over the town call her Second Sister-in-law.

The shepherd was a real shepherd.

It's a not-so-dignified profession.

The fertile grassland is the territory of the mountain gang, and people like him naturally dare not go, so they have to put on a red willow whip and graze sheep in the desert.

His sheep are as barren as the desert.

He is wooden by nature, and he is not good at living.

One by one, his sheep were dwindled, until at last there was only a red willow whip rod left.

The desperate shepherd carried the whip and begged all the way from the desert to the Two Realms Mountain.

The folk customs of the town are simple.

The inhabitants of the town are poor.

After begging in the town for many days, eating and sleeping in the open, finally, one evening, the shepherd fainted in front of the tavern of the cow master.

At that time, the second sister-in-law You had just entered the tavern.

And the elderly Niu Ye seems to be a little powerless to take care of the tavern, so it is better to simply recruit a cousin. In this way, the shepherd also followed the feet of the second sister-in-law of Niu Ye to Niu Ye's tavern.

His sheep were gone, but the title was retained, and it almost became his name.

No one knew his name.

Perhaps, even he himself does not know.

It is undoubtedly hard for three people to run a tavern whose business is reasonable.

But for the second sister-in-law of the sheep herd, she finally has a place to shelter from the wind and rain, so she can have no worries about food and clothing.

They are content and content.

Lying on the clay kang and snoring, they all seemed full of confidence.

Niu Ye chopped wood unhurriedly.

A firewood knife that has been used for many years, with a thick back and a thin blade, and the body is rusty, but the blade is unusually shiny.

Niu Ye chopped the wood with a knife, and the bright blade shook into a white light in front of his eyes......

Like a cloud, like a fog, bright and dazzling, white flashes.

Niu Ye looked at the dazzling white with a pair of deep-set eyes, looked at it in a daze for a long time, and suddenly felt a trance......

A sword-wielding shadow resurfaced in front of him.

A teenager.

A long sword.

Dressed in a cloth shirt, wearing a hat, and holding a long sword, he stood in front of the county yamen.

Two head catchers in soap shirts, as strong as iron towers, blocked the door, and the oxtail knives in their hands danced into a ball of flowers, scattering dazzling white light.

Behind the head catcher, there was a group of officials, some holding knives, some carrying sticks, eager to try at the young man, shouting non-stop.

The boy is not a man of many words.

He stood with his sword in his hand, facing the group of people who were dancing with knives and sticks, his face did not change, only two young eyes radiated a strange light.

"Get out!" a catcher yelled at him, brandishing a knife.

"Where did you come from, wild boy, don't you look there, don't you get out of here!" a group of officials shouted at him one after another, carrying sticks.

The young man was really not a man of many words, looked at the long sword in his hand, and sighed lightly. There is no injustice and no revenge, and he doesn't want to kill indiscriminately.

"Get out!" another catcher yelled at him.

"Let the surnamed Lu come out!" the young man was helpless, lowered his voice and roared.

"Joke! Master Lu, can you see it?, get out!" a head catcher with a scar on his face raised the knife in his hand and shouted at the young man with some impatience.

"Hey!" the boy sighed as he looked at the scar on his face, and then looked at the sword in his hand.

"One last time, call the person surnamed Lu to come out!" he gritted his teeth and held back another sentence.

"I don't know the thickness of the sky, look at the ...... of the knife" The head catcher with a full face shouted loudly, jumped up, and the oxtail knife in his hand slashed down from mid-air.

The boy closed his eyes slightly, motionless.

The sharp blade slashed down with the sound of the wind, like a white lightning bolt.

The boy closed his eyes, and the old wolf in the snow appeared in front of him......

If you fight with a knife, the opponent will either block or dodge with a knife.

But the young man's sword-carrying arm hung loosely beside his thigh, neither blocking nor dodging.

Seeing that the knife was about to run to the door of his head, even the officials behind him sweated for him! This kid shouldn't be stupid, right? The big brother who catches the head doesn't split his little body in half with this knife?

Suddenly, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, flipped his wrist, and the long sword in his palm pierced the throat of the catcher accurately......

Although he is fast, he is not elusive. The head-catcher with a full face has walked the rivers and lakes for many years, and his knife skills can be called top-notch.

His trick of "splitting Huashan" is his famous stunt. Hunt down thieves and rarely miss.

I didn't expect it to be over so suddenly.

The other head catcher was taken aback, suddenly opened his stance, shouted, and the knife in his hand danced into a ball of white light, rolling thunder at the young man.

The boy still stood there, not dodging or dodging.

The head-catching knife dance is impermeable to the wind and water.

An ordinary oxtail knife arrived in his hand, and it instantly turned into ten million knives. Thousands of knives gathered together, densely packed, like a rolling hedgehog, all rushed towards the boy.

A "hedgehog" made of a white dangling knife, the defense can be described as leakless and flawless. Attack: Thousands of knives, the knives are vicious, and the knives are deadly.

This delicate-looking headcatcher, the "flying snow" with one hand is obviously better than the headcatcher's "force splitting Huashan", there is attack in defense, attack in defense, attack and defense in one, and the two are one.

Although the boy was standing, his brows were also inadvertently furrowed.

His swordsmanship benefited from the old wolf's words and deeds! At the moment when the opponent attacked, he accurately grasped the opponent's flaws, and killed the opponent at once.

But the opponent in front of him is proficient in swordsmanship and integrates offense and defense, where are his flaws?

Thinking about it, the head-catching knife had rolled in front of him, and the young man was left and right, not wanting the white light to surround his body as if he had eyes, not leaving an inch. In the blink of an eye, several bloody cuts had been cut on his body.

Although the young man's face did not change, beads of sweat oozed from his sideburns.

The old wolf appeared in front of him again:

The weakened body lay on the snow, silently bearing the deadly blow of the stick......

The boy suddenly stopped and stood in place, his eyes suddenly brightening up amazingly.

The white light continued to flicker in front of him, and in the blink of an eye, there were a few more blood marks on the ribs on his arm.

The boy still didn't move, one arm hanging down.

The white light cut through the sleeve of the boy's coat again, and a wisp of bright red blood ran down his arm, dripping on the sand beneath his feet.

The boy remained motionless.

Seeing that he had succeeded, the white light suddenly deformed, and the dazzling "hedgehog" that was still bright suddenly turned into a white snow dragon and stabbed the young man in the chest.

The boy suddenly turned to one side, the blade pressed against the flesh, and the catch suddenly stopped moving.

The snow suddenly disappeared.

His chest had been pierced by the sword that the boy had been waiting for.

A stream of blood spurted out violently, and the officials standing behind first exclaimed, and then, as if they were all stunned, stood in place one by one, their eyes wide open, as if their souls were out of their bodies.

The young man carried his sword, step by step, and walked towards the deep door.

The officials stood still.

On his arm, a red stream ticked down, leaving behind a meandering red snake.

"Good! It's really terrifying, good kung fu, good swordsmanship!"

A rhythmic round of applause came as a man in his fifties walked out.

He has a thin face, three long beards, and is dressed in a Taoist robe and a square scarf.

Just a scribe and scholar.

"Master Gou!" A group of officials holding knives and sticks hugged their fists and greeted the man when they saw him.

"Good boy, there is a kind!" Master Gou turned a blind eye to the politeness of a group of officials, and still looked at the young man, and said unhurriedly: "For a wolf skin, dare to run to the county government to ask for the guilt, there is a kind! Even the well-known rivers and lakes of 'Splitting Huashan' and 'Flying Snow in the Sky' have fallen under your sword, and the future is terrifying! Respectable, terrifying......

"Call the one surnamed Lu to come out!" the young man still snapped.

"Master Lu is in the mansion, if you want to see him, just go in!" Master Gou said, making a "please" gesture.

The boy stopped asking questions and strode over.

The blood on his arm was still flowing......

"Haha! There is a kind!" Seeing this, Master Gou stroked his beard and smiled, grabbed a stick in the hand of the official behind him, and said, "A little rule, please!"

Of course, this move was expected by the teenager.

"Please!" Master Gou said politely, and with a flick of his wrist, the hard stick was actually shaken alive.

It is obvious that although the master is holding only a stick, he is using authentic marksmanship.

There are eighteen kinds of martial arts in the world, and there is no doubt that it is a gun!

The young man walked over step by step without fear.

The master carried the stick in his hand, squatted on both legs, tied a drum, held the stick in both hands, and was steady and flat.

It's a "medium level gun"!

This marksmanship seems simple, with only three simple "blocking and taking" moves, but in fact, it is interlocking and endlessly changing, which is the highest realm of martial arts.

"Please!" the master said again, shook his stick, and stabbed the boy in three ways.

The young man held the long sword in his hand, and he did not move like a mountain, but his face had turned pale.

"Smack!" the boy couldn't hold back, and struck the stick all the way with a sword. I didn't want to, the master's wrist flipped, and the three-way stick head suddenly turned into ten thousand spear flowers, overwhelmingly attacking the young man.

The young man was helpless, and secretly exerted himself under his feet, and the whole person had already withdrawn ten steps away.

Clinker, the young man retreats quickly, and the master's gun chases faster. Before the boy could gain a firm foothold, the messy stick head was like a pear tree blown down by a strong wind, and they flew towards the boy one after another.

The sky is full of pear blossoms, each of which is enough to kill people.

The young man shook his spirits, and the sword in his hand danced into a white light.

His sword, which is long in terms of stability and speed, is far from being the opponent of the master's "Zhongping Gun", and he is in a hurry for a while, not wanting to commit a martial artist's taboo.

The master smiled knowingly, and ten thousand pear blossoms turned into ten thousand sharp arrows and rushed towards the boy.

Behind him was a giant tree, and the boy had no way to retreat.

The young man's arms were dripping with blood, his face was pale, and his life was hanging by a thread.

Suddenly, the master was stunned for a moment, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared.

The young man was puzzled, he took a step up and turned around, and he was already standing behind the master, and suddenly saw a willow leaf, deeply inserted in the master's back......

The officials behind them scattered in a hurry.

The door of the county government is wide open......

A dull loud noise came from a distance, as if a string of thunder had exploded under the earth.

The ground in front of me trembled.

Niu Ye was awakened suddenly.

The ground trembled more and more violently, and when I looked up, the dust on the surrounding earthen houses "fell" non-stop.

In the distance, a large cloud of sand and dust rose from the sky, and at first glance, it looked like a yellow dragon.

A rumbling sound resounded through the sky.

It's the sound of horses' hooves!

The sound of galloping horses!