There was a "bang", and the wooden door of the tavern was slammed open.

"Dick!" accompanied by a very rude scolding, two burly men walked in one after the other.

Both of them were dressed in the same attire, all black, with a long scarf that wrapped most of their heads and faces tightly, and even the handle of the knife at their waist was wrapped in a black cloth.

A room of idle men who were squatting and drinking suddenly stopped chatting, and turned their heads almost at the same time, looking at them in amazement.

The two black-clothed men didn't care about the eyes of the idlers, looked at the wooden table and stool in front of them, kicked them, and didn't sit down, they went straight to the counter, knocked on the countertop, and the black-clothed man standing in front lowered his voice and said: "Old shopkeeper, come to the altar wine, and then half a cooked sheep!"

The voice was as rough as the desert.

Through the gap in the scarf, a pair of slender eyes can be seen, with deep sunken eye sockets and gloomy eyes.

"Half a cooked sheep?" Niu Ye looked at the black-clothed man in front of him a little strangely, and asked rhetorically.

"One! a whole cooked sheep!" the man knocked on the table again, and roared at the cow master in a hoarse voice, and his eyes became more and more terrifying.

"Okay! good!" Niu Ye replied, turned around and shouted to the back kitchen, then turned his head again, looked at the man in black, and secretly thought in his heart.

I have never seen such a strange guest officer in the tavern that has been open for so many years, and two people want a whole sheep! and wrap themselves so tightly......

The shepherd standing in the back kitchen didn't think so, he heard the shout of the cow master, hurriedly dragged his legs into the back kitchen, and after a while, he walked out with a large pot of mutton very laboriously.

"Wrap it up!" The man in black standing in front saw the mutton in the shepherd's hand and shouted at the cow master.

"Wrap up!" The man in black later also shouted, snorted, and said, "Altar wine again!"

It seems that they are not going to eat it in the store.

"Wrap up!" Niu Ye heard this, and shouted at the shepherd again.

In the early days, there were naturally customers who came to buy some wine and food, or ordered to take back the wine and food after they couldn't finish eating, so the store always had straw paper and hemp rope in case of emergency.

Although the shepherd is stupid, after all, he has been running for many years, and he still has such skills - in fact, it doesn't take much skill.

In the end, it was a whole sheep, which was chopped open by You's second sister-in-law, and the weight was still not light, and when the sheep herd was clumsy, it took a long time to bandage it, but there was already a sweat on his face.

The shepherd gasped, stared at each other, dragged one leg to the man in black, his thick lips squirmed for a long time, and just about to speak, the man in black snatched the mutton wrapped in his arms.

The shepherd suddenly felt a sense of relief, stretched out a hand like a chicken paw, wiped the sweat beads on his head, panted, and was about to turn around to hug the wine jar, but saw the man in black standing in front of him carrying a large bag of mutton like thatch in one hand, and suddenly stretched out one hand to carry a large jar of old wine on the counter.

"What a lot of strength!" the shepherd secretly screamed, wiped the sweat from his face, and was in a daze, when he suddenly heard the black-clothed man behind him shouting "go", and the two of them turned around almost at the same time and walked towards the door.

"Wait!" The shepherd stared blankly for a long time, blushed, suddenly shouted, swayed and chased after him, grabbed the man in black behind him, raised his face, panted and said: "This-guest-guest-guest-guest officer, have you still not given - have you not given money?"

"Get out!" the man in black shouted, pushed away the shepherd, and was about to leave, when he suddenly turned around, looked around with a sneer, pondered for a moment, strode to the counter, pressed the handle of the knife wrapped in strips of cloth with his left hand, knocked on the countertop with his right hand, and said in a very cold voice: "Shopkeeper, borrow some silver!"

The shepherd in the middle of the house was knocked down by the man in black and did not react for a moment, and stood in place like a piece of wood, looking at the man in black motionlessly.

Niu Ye sat behind the counter, didn't seem to hear what the man in black said, didn't move, didn't say a word.

"Old thing, borrow some silver!" The man in black saw that Niu Ye was not moving, slammed his fist on the counter, raised his voice and roared again.

Niu Ye still didn't move.

"Old thing, take the money!" the man in black was furious, twisted his waist slightly, grabbed the scabbard with his left hand, and grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand, and was about to draw the knife.

Niu Ye sat behind the counter and didn't speak, but there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Huh!" The man in black had just pulled out his knife halfway through, and suddenly stopped, and he stared at Niu Ye through the gap in his scarf, and the fire in his eyes gradually extinguished.

"Brother!" The man in black who was walking in front opened the curtain and was about to step out with his feet raised, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, he turned around sharply and shouted at the man in black who was standing in front of the counter and "borrowing" money from Master Niu.

With a "boom", the man in black fell straight to the ground.

"Brother!" the man in black at the door shouted, threw away the wine jar in his hand, drew his scimitar, and rushed over in stride.

"What a good old wine! smashed like this, what a pity!" shouted loudly, and a tall figure bent down and walked into the wooden door, holding the jar of wine that had just been thrown away by the man in black.

"Who?" The man in black who was hurrying forward heard the sound, hurriedly turned his head, and as soon as he spoke, the whole person suddenly froze there like a twisted flower.

"But someone is here to make trouble?" said the man, placing the wine jar on a table and hugging his fist at Niu Ye.

"Brother Meng, I haven't come to the old man's shop for a few days to eat and drink—two little thieves ......," Niu Ye said, and arched his hand at the visitor.

The visitor was Meng Erdan.

He seemed to turn a blind eye to the man in black twisted in front of him, sat down at the table by himself, shouted to the shepherd, let him serve wine, and after speaking, he hugged his fist at a group of idlers.

The man in black fell.

Meng Erdan seemed to have just discovered these two uninvited guests, he frowned, put one hand on the table, sighed, turned to the back kitchen and shouted: "Brother sheepherd, please dispose of these garbage first." ”

When the shepherd heard this, he pulled You's second sister-in-law and walked out.

Meng Erdan stretched out his hand and touched it, took out a silver ingot, stuffed it directly into the arms of the shepherd, and reached out again, took out a bracelet, threw it to You's second sister-in-law, and said very politely: "There are two of you!"

When Niu Ye saw it, he stood up, hugged his fists at Meng Erdan again, and said slowly: "Thank you Brother Meng, let my brother break the bank!"

"A little thing, Niu Ye Hugh wants to mention it again!" Meng Erdan smiled, said a word to Niu Ye, turned his head again, and said to a group of idlers: "Two garbage are thrown on the ground, how can you have fun drinking......

The idler sitting next to him suddenly smelled a strong smell of wine, and then looked at Meng Erdan, only to see that his face was flushed and his eyes were in a trance, it turned out that he had already drunk wine.

"Master Meng, what a skill!" the idle man suddenly hugged his fist at Meng Erdan and said complimentally.

"Big brother, you're polite!" Meng Erdan also bowed his hand to the idle man and said very politely.

When Niu Ye heard this, he glanced at the idler.

He knew him.

The name is not clear, and everyone in the town calls him Feng Cripple.

Of course, his legs are not lame, but for some reason he got such a nickname?

often comes to Niu Ye's tavern to drink, and is naturally a local.

It's just that compared to other idlers, he has less to count.

Moreover, he didn't talk much, crowded in the middle of a group of idlers, always without saying a word, pricking up his ears to listen to others bragging.

Although he didn't come much, after all, he was an acquaintance, and of course Niu Ye knew some details about him.

It can be said that for this person, Niu Ye knows the roots.

This was an inadvertent glance, and suddenly, Niu Ye felt a fog rise in front of him, and the idler's face suddenly became a little blurred......

The wind is gusting, and the pines and trees are sensen.

There was a gloom in front of me.

The young man held a long sword in his hand, his eyes were empty, and he looked at the sky.

The sky is vast, empty and lonely.

Twelve years!

Twelve years was so long, so long that he forgot his name.

The person who kept calling his name is gone, so what if he doesn't forget?

Twelve years of wind, frost, rain and snow, his eyes and his blood have become as cold as the sword in his hand.

Perhaps, only in the heart, the last flame has not been extinguished.

Now, with the long sword in his hand, he is standing in the place where his dream once was.

After a vicious fight, I finally met the person who broke his dream again.

That county.

He thought about it all the time!

But he never dared to think about it!

I always feel that there will be miracles in this world, and I always fantasize that the sky has eyes......

A snow-white head fell silently.

In the young man's heart, the flame was also extinguished.

Permanently extinguished.

The heavens and the earth are so big that no one will call his name anymore.

There is no one who can let him confide all the grievances in his heart.

Everything is gone.

He sat down on the ground all at once, and the world in front of him collapsed......

That day, he didn't know how to get out of the county office.

Walking down the empty street, suddenly, he felt a hot burning on his face.

Something seems to be leaking out.

Coming out of the eyes.

In the hollow heart, I suddenly felt a wave of surprise.

He doesn't shed tears.

In any case, there will be no tears.

After that snowy night, all his tears were dried in that young memory.

Since then, the long years, difficult learning, difficult career, helpless waiting, desperate killing...... In any case, he did not shed another tear.

He had no tears to shed.

It's just, why, at this time, something flowed out of the eyes again?

And, why is it hot?

Even though the last time he shed tears was twelve years ago, he remembered vividly: tears were always cold, as cold as snow, as cold as ice, as cold as the northwest wind......

He was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it.

When I looked closely, the palms of my hands were full of blood.

There were no tears in his eyes, as usual.

There was blood in his eyes.

Bright red blood!

He stood in the street for a long time.

Suddenly, he grinned and let out a silent wry smile.

What about tears, and what about blood?

Now that the last trace of concern in this world has disappeared, what is there to be nostalgic for this world?

Shed a few drops of blood, lose a few pieces of meat, and even if you lose your head, what's the fuss about......

A beautiful woman suddenly appeared on the street.

Dressed in plain clothes, no powder.

Otherworldly, fluttering like fireworks that do not eat the world.

It's just that her face is so pale.

The pale one is a bit excessive.

It's like not seeing sunlight for hundreds of years, and it's like Fang coming out of the ground.

Looking at the empty streets, a pair of beautiful eyes are clearly full of indifference.

A little girl about seven or eight years old next to her, as if carved out of a mold with a woman, with delicate skin and delicate facial features.

It's just that those big eyes, like the woman, are full of indescribable indifference.

As if there was a lot of hatred for the whole world......

The boy walked unconsciously, and suddenly, when he lowered his head, he met the empty eyes of the little girl.

The young man's heart trembled, and he clearly saw a warm light flashing in those indifferent eyes.

The boy felt a heat in front of him, and blood was dripping down.

The little girl pursed her mouth as if surprised.

The glamorous young woman did not say a word, pulled the little girl, and walked silently.

Soon, the two disappeared into the streets.

The wide street became more and more deadly silent.

There was a rustling sound, and the young man suddenly felt a chill on his face.

When I looked up, there were snowflakes floating in the sky.

Is this snowy season?

What time of year is it?

The young man laughed bitterly again, and suddenly he didn't know where he was? What time of year is it......

What if you get it?

There are no miracles in the world, and there are no eyes in the heavens.

If it's going to snow, let it fall.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the north wind was blowing again.

The boy walked abruptly, his thin clothes already soaked, but he didn't feel the cold at all.

Only the blood in the eyes kept flowing out, dripping and dripping on the snow.

The red blood and the blue snow are very conspicuous.

Blue blood?

The young man fixed his eyes and saw that the sky was full of snow, faintly revealing a blue light.

How can there be blue snow in this world?

The young man frowned, and then he looked away.

His young and handsome face showed an indescribable old age and exhaustion.

He walked, walked, walked awkwardly.

On the blue snow, only a string of lonely footprints remained, and a wisp of bright red blood.

It was getting dark.

The icy snow beat the young man's cold face.

In the vast snow, he suddenly felt a pair of eyes looking at him quietly.

So bright, so moving.

It's that indifference again.

Gradually, in the indifferent eyes, a spark of enthusiasm burned with enthusiasm......

"Ah!" A scream, and the fog in front of Niu Ye's eyes disappeared instantly.

He rubbed his eyes, and saw a girl dressed in tatters, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a string of tears hanging on her black and red face blown by the northwest wind......

Behind the girl stood the shepherd, and next to the shepherd stood the second sister-in-law You.

The three generally vulgar faces stood in the middle of the room in a daze, looking at Feng Cripple, looking at Meng Erdan, and looking back at the door, all of them were stunned, and their eyes were about to fall.

What's going on?

Niu Ye sat behind the counter, looked at a few people puzzled, and then looked at Feng Cripple, a pair of deep-set eyes, also full of puzzled looks......