Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early, he passed through Luoyang City like this and walked towards the distance, with excitement, joy, anxiety, and a trace of yearning for the road ahead. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A white robe, a robe, a hat, a sword and a sword, stepped into the rivers and lakes.

The sky was cloudy, and it didn't take long for the cold wind to sweep over, and the snow began to fall, and a little coolness temporarily dispelled the sadness in his heart, and his figure became farther and farther away, farther and farther away, and slowly disappeared at the end of the road, leaving only two shallow footprints on the ground.

It was like a small drop of water in the boundless sea, which could not turn up the waves, could not lift the waves, and was wiped out in an instant, and no one noticed his whereabouts, and no one cared, and perhaps in the near future, someone would stumble upon the abandoned mansion and the humble grave.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

This is an unknown town, a few lights remain, a shopkeeper is standing at the door of the inn, tirelessly asking passers-by, but no one answers.

At night, the snow is falling, the ground is white, and the streets are sparsely populated.

The shopkeeper opened his mouth and yawned, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, until now, he has only pulled three people to live in the store, and if it goes on like this, this month's salary will be deducted by the black-hearted shopkeeper again, when he thinks of that ugly face, he hates his teeth itching, but he is helpless.

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

At this time, there was a sudden soft sound, which was the unique sound of stepping on the snow, from far to near, endlessly. The next moment, a white figure slowly walked from the cold wind, the night was too dark to see the face clearly, but there was a book basket on his back.

The shopkeeper looked happy, and hurriedly trotted into the wind and snow, and walked towards the figure.

"Guest, do you want to stay in a hotel? The wind and snow are so heavy, there will be no inn after here. ”

"This ghost weather!" Ning Caichen scolded in his heart, saying that it would snow when it snowed, and it was still deserted around, and it took him two hours to find this town, and there was silence all around, and the sudden appearance of the shopkeeper startled him.

"Lead the way!" he stabilized his mind and said, even if such a big wind and snow were his initial strength, he was a little unable to bear it, and his thin robe did not protect him from the cold at all, and it was biting cold.

"Okay, come with me, guest officer!"

The inn is not big, only three floors, and the tables, chairs and benches are many years old, but it is very clean. Overall, it's a lot better than the rest of the town.

The cold wind and snow were blocked out, and Ning Caichen asked for a window room on the third floor, where a few red candles burned and made a crackling sound.

The snow is particularly heavy, and overnight, the wind and rain outside the house are continuous, knocking on the doors and windows, and there is a special taste in my heart.

The next day, more than a foot of snow was covered in the ground, and the snowflakes in the sky did not weaken in the slightest.

In the end, he spent ten taels of silver at the shopkeeper to buy a thick turtle draped, and then stepped into the wind and snow with the book basket on his back, and disappeared.

"Shopkeeper, this person is sick, such a heavy snow is still on the way!" Xiao Er said puzzled.

"Who said no, but persuade and don't listen, this road is not smooth, I hope he can have good luck!"

The shopkeeper replied without raising his head, and continued to do the accounts.

There is still a long way to go, and Ning Caichen stepped on the snow step by step, and the internal force was attached to his feet, which would be much easier.

Step by step, after a while, the long wind and snow covered all the footprints, and there was no trace of it.

The turtle wrapped its body tightly, revealing only one head, and he hit the road again, braving the wind and snow.

"Huh?"

"Snort"

"Snort"

Along the way, there was not even a figure, the road was covered with snow, and he couldn't see the depth, and if he didn't pay attention, he might fall into a pit, or even fall into the abyss.

Stop and go, rest when tired, drink water when thirsty, take out dry food and eat a little when hungry, he doesn't know where he goes, he can only go in a general direction, in this kind of wind and snow, it is very common to get lost.

In front of you is a large canyon, as if a mountain has been split in the middle, and a sheep's intestine trail runs through the canyon, flanked by wild cliffs and covered with a thick layer of ice.

Even if he was new to the rivers and lakes, he knew that this kind of place was generally the favorite haunt of bandits and strongmen, and he was a little vigilant in his heart. However, he continued to follow the trail into the canyon.

As we were about to reach the middle, the ground suddenly appeared a red, growing larger, converging into a red line, and finally disappearing by the side of the road, where there was a snowdrift.

"Boom!"

The palms were slapped out, and the palm wind overflowed, blowing the snow away, revealing the contents inside, which were actually three corpses.

A man and two women, it should be a family of three, the man was stabbed in the chest, the two women were dressed in messy clothes, and there was a thick look of horror in their open eyes.

"Who did this, it's so ruthless!"

His face was pale, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"Hey, brothers, there's another fat sheep!"

Suddenly, there was a crowd of people on the top of the mountain, and then a group of people wearing leather armor and carrying long knives surrounded Ning Caichen.

"Phew, bad luck, it's actually a poor scholar!"

The leader was a burly man, and after seeing Ning Caichen's dress, he scolded directly.

"Did they kill you?"

Ning Caichen pointed to the three corpses and asked at the big man, with a suppressed anger and killing intent.

A group of bandits froze for a moment, then laughed.

"This poor scholar wants to stand out for others!"

"Kill him!"

"Yes, although there is no finance, but those two girls are good, let the brothers feel good, if they didn't resist, Uncle Ben might consider sparing their lives and bring them back to be the wife of the village!" The burly man raised the big knife in his hand and said with a big grin, human life seemed to be worthless in his hands.

"Then you will go to hell to pay for their lives!"

Ning Caichen couldn't suppress the anger in his chest anymore, pulled out the long sword on his back with his backhand, raised his hand to stab it, rolled up a sword flower, the long sword was sharp, the cold light flickered, he pounced on him, connected the dots under his feet, and came to the big man in the blink of an eye.

"Brush"

brush

brush

The long sword shrouded him, although this Great Khan was burly, he only had the cultivation of the third layer of the day after tomorrow, where was Ning Caichen's opponent, the long knife didn't have time to swing out, and he was pierced through the chest by a sword.

"Poof"!

The sword was drawn, and blood gushed out.

The other bandits saw that something was wrong, and fled in all directions, on weekdays, they only dared to bully and bully ordinary people, and never attacked people in the martial arts, so they were not killed, but they didn't expect to turn over today and meet Ning Caichen.

The internal force was running, his figure was flickering, like a gust of wind, and the long sword in his hand was swung out again and again, killing with one blow, and the hot blood dyed the snow red.

"Ah, please, don't kill me!"

"Young man spare his life, I am old, and I am still waiting for me to feed!"

"I don't want to die!"

A terrible wail sounded, and Ning Caichen resisted the urge to vomit and cut off Dou Da's head with a sword.

A trace of pity arose in his heart, and he was suppressed in an instant, and the frightened eyes of the two women lingered in his mind, if he let these people go, then who would let go of the innocent three people.

"Bang"

bang

bang

One after another, figures fell one after another, blood splattered on his white robe, and the long sword flowed, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, no one could stop it, and a sword was a life.

It's just a cup of tea, and there is no one alive here except him, and all the bandits have been killed.

"Bang dang!"

The sword was sheathed, put into a box, and after burying the three bodies, he disappeared in the snowstorm in his blood-stained robe, and continued through the canyon.

The corpses that were left in one place were eventually covered in wind and snow.

In case of injustice, draw your sword and shoot!

At this moment, his heart was extremely heavy.