The mountains are high and the moon is dark.

A figure pressed against the ground, flying swiftly through the mountains.

After a short time, Zhang Jiao appeared on the top of a mountain recess.

He stood in the snow that had not yet melted, looking at the two thatched houses in front of him.

The grass hut is very simple.

At a glance, you can see that when it was built, the owner did not put much thought into it.

A few rotten pieces of wood were used as supports to support the beams, and the walls around it were sloppily woven with bamboo strips, which were covered with dry mud, not to mention the uneven height of the mud, and many places had dried up and cracked, revealing many holes.

The owner did not repair the holes, but wrapped them in a handful of rags and covered them with dry grass.

Zhang Jiao floated over silently, and before he could get close, a chaotic sound of whimpering, moaning and crying had already floated out far away.

"Stinky bitch, dare you steal it? Are these for you?"

"You know how much effort Lao Tzu has put into getting these foods, and you dare to be greedy. ”

"I can't beat you slut. ”

Amid the sound of fists to flesh, a female voice kept moaning in a low voice, begging for mercy in agony.

"I don't dare, I don't dare anymore, please, spare me. Spare me. ”

"Spare you, you slut, you dare to beg for mercy?"

In the rough and vicious roar, a man's voice sounded next to him, "Biaozi, you collect some strength, don't really kill you, there is only this girl left on the mountain, how can we spend this winter with our three brothers, stab you in the stomach?"

"Yes, yes. Second brother, just get angry, don't scare our son. ”

The man slowly stopped his fists and kicks, snorted, and walked towards the cage hanging next to him, his fingers scraping the child's face.

Suddenly, a burst of baby cries immediately rang out.

The man teased the child twice, and when he saw that he was still crying, his face immediately sank, and he yelled at the side, "Why are you still stunned, come here and coax me! ”

As he spoke, he kicked it again.

After Zhang Jiao opened the door, what he saw was the scene in front of him.

He didn't say much, and as soon as he stepped forward, the long knife in his hand slashed at the nearest person in front of him.

The cold blade flashed with a strange cold light, and before a few people in the room could react, a miserable scream sounded, accompanied by an inaudible sound of knives.

"Slash. ”

Biaozi was stunned to see the eldest brother sitting by the fire eating roasted food, and was split in half, and the body that fell from his neck was still gurgling.

A cold wind blew into the house.

The rich smell of blood mixed with the smell of rotting food suddenly filled his nose, and he immediately shivered before he reacted.

"Big Brother !!"

Before he could finish shouting, the figure that walked in from the door swung out again.

Biaozi finally saw clearly now, what the person looked like.

His snow-white hair was tied into a short bun, and his simple robe whirred in the mountain wind.

His face was as pale as snow, and on the strange long knife in his hand, drops of blood rolled down the tip of the knife, and the blade was unstained.

"You... Are you....?"

Biaozi looked at the person who came, and he hadn't finished speaking.

The man had already raised his long sword.

Under the terrible sword light, his third brother immediately followed in the footsteps of his eldest brother, and his upper body fell obliquely, his face full of horror.

The strange voice sounded again.

"Two slashes. ”

Biao Zi was like seeing a ghost, his body kept retreating, and he whispered again and again, "You, you, don't come here......"

He fumbled in a panic, picked up a piece of firewood next to him, and pointed at Zhang Jiao from afar, as if this could bring him a sense of security.

"Don't come, I warn you, don't come!"

Zhang Jiao looked at the villain who seemed to be like two people before, and didn't say much, he strolled forward, and the demon knife in his hand was raised high.

The cold glow on the blade shone on his face, instantly shattering the little courage Biaozi had.

This fierce and vicious looking strong man suddenly looked like a frightened kitten, the firewood in his hand fell, and snot and tears flowed out together, looking extremely helpless.

"Spare me, please, spare me. ”

He kept backing away, and soon he was in front of the woman huddled in the corner, next to the still crying baby.

Zhang Jiao's pace of progress immediately paused.

The trembling and panicked Biaozi immediately seemed to have discovered a new continent, and he suddenly became wise, hugged the caged child, and knelt down with a plop.

His voice was raised suddenly, and his voice became more rapid in the sound of heavy gasps.

"Dao Ye, hero. Spare me. For my sake, a child who is not yet a year old, spare me. ”

"Otherwise, in this troubled world, how can they survive without me?"

"Hero, you will show mercy and give me a chance, I swear. ”

Biao Zi danced and begged, and by the way, he grabbed the woman next to him, pulled her over, and said hurriedly.

"Quick, quick, tell the hero, we must be good people in the future!"

"Say it, dead bitch. ”

He pressed the woman's head against her as he smirked at the figure in front of the fire.

Zhang Jiao stopped his steps, looked at his toothless and black face, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he spoke for the first time since entering the house.

"Hero, am I like this?"

Biaozi, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately flashed a trace of joy in his eyes after hearing the person in front of him speak, and he immediately raised his head, as if the flattery in his expression was about to overflow.

"Yes, hero. You're a hero...... ......"

Biaozi looked at the figure in front of him, as if he had a mouthful of phlegm blocked in his throat, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"You...... You ......."

The flattery on his face froze instantly, mixed with fear, panic, fear, and finally turned into a hysterical scream.

"Hell!!"

Zhang Jiao stared at him with a smile, and the blood in his eyes was so thick that he couldn't dissolve, and finally turned into a big "fixed" word.

Biao Zi froze in place, and once again heard the voice of the figure in front of him.

"You're right. ”

The light of the knife instantly slashed across his body, and blood splattered out of the broken body, but strangely did not splash on the baby in his arms.

The long knife was sheathed, and the faint sound sounded again.

"Three slashes. ”

Zhang Jiao looked at the woman on the ground, who was unclothed, full of fishy smell, and covered with scars, and his voice was much softer, "Where is your home, do you need me to send you back?"

The woman suddenly snatched the baby from the hands of the corpse like a frightened deer, held it in her arms and turned her body sideways, trembling constantly.

Zhang Jiao asked again, and the woman trembled more and more.

He looked at the dead woman who didn't want to speak, glanced at the food stored in the house, and with a wave of his hand, the three corpses and he immediately disappeared into the thatched hut.

The grass door of the hut was immediately closed, and the suppressed fire that was only a spark burst out to light up the house.

After a long time, after hearing no movement in the house.

The woman slowly raised her head and looked carefully, as if there was nothing in the empty room.

She struggled to her feet, a few pieces of silver falling in front of her eyes.

Under the plum blossom tree.

The three corpses were neatly placed on the ground, and the five ghosts stared at the three corpses salivating on the side, looking impatient.

The impatient fire ghost sneaked over, and was about to taste it quietly, when he was grabbed by a pale palm and pinched.

Zhang Jiao looked at the plum blossoms in full bloom, smelled the fragrance of his nose, and suddenly said softly, "Then, let's see you again." ”

A gray aura instantly crossed the mountains and disappeared in place.

After he left, the plum tree trembled slightly, and countless roots burrowed out of the ground, pulling the three corpses into the earth.

On the branches, the cold petals are scattered in the wind and float into the distance.