Twelve years. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the snap of a finger, life and death can already be called the vast, the green silk turns gray, and a new generation replaces the old one.

How many sighs, they are all blown away by the wind and rain.

Snow, thick goose feathers drifted down unscrupulously from the dark sky.

The land of China, an ancient rural road, a vast place, lonely from the darkness, and lonely into the darkness, was instantly covered in the snowy night, leaving only the footprints of the traveler in a hurry, still proving its existence to the world.

The cold wind is howling, the earth is solemn, not to mention people, even birds and beasts don't know where to hide. At the intersection of this ancient country road and another ancient road, a lonely fire was suddenly lit, which gave this boundless coldness a trace of warmth.

The confluence of these two ancient roads was originally a necessary place for travelers from the south to the north. A wooden hut, fell on the side, the boss is more than 40 miles away from here in a small village, when he was young, he walked everywhere, earned a few hard money, when he was old, he knew that the travelers were hard, so he built a hut here, so that people walking everywhere have a place to settle down on the journey, and they are also old and dependent.

The place in the house was clear at a glance under the candlelight of the bean-sized candle, and there were six tables in total, one of which was occupied by a person as soon as the night came, and ordered a few small wines and dishes and a jar of old wine, and I don't know whether it was too strong to drink or intentional, but I was drunk and drank until late at night. The candle flame was faint, and the lonely figure loomed under the candle flame, and the face was not clear.

On the other two tables, there were two or three businessmen sitting on the other two tables, and at first glance they knew that they were making some hard-earned money like the boss, so the boss took special care of them and warmed them up with half a jar of hot wine.

The boss is over half a hundred years old, standing in front of the cabinet and looking at the bean-sized lamp in front of him, he fell asleep a little, and suddenly a cold wind blew, and I don't know what smashed on the wooden wall, which scared him awake. His dim eyes looked at the sound, and couldn't help frowning, this wind and snow are so big, but for the first time this year, it seems that these guests are going to stay here, thinking of this, he cleared his throat and said to a few people in the house: "Several, the wind and snow are heavy tonight, I'm afraid I can't leave." On the second floor, a compartment was set up and bedding was spread, and a few people felt tired and could go up to rest. Oh, and don't charge money. He added another sentence later.

Several businessmen thanked their bosses after hearing this, but the man in the darkness did not make a sound, and he didn't know if he was drunk or not. The boss frowned, and wanted to go and have a look.

At this moment, the wooden door in front of the house opened with a "bang", and the wind swept the blizzard, and suddenly rolled in, and the temperature in the house plummeted, so cold that the necks of several people in the house shrank, and even the shopkeeper who shrank at the foot of the house and went to bed early was also scared to wake up by the cold.

Four people outside the door, against the snowstorm, rushed into the house, slapping the snow on their bodies, and cursing the ghost weather in their mouths. At first sight, the boss knew that it was a merchant who was in a hurry overnight, and there must be something urgent, otherwise who would be in a hurry in such weather, and he could rest in the town dozens of miles ahead at night.

Even if the guests came to the door, the boss didn't dare to slack off, so he went up and said with a smile: "A few guest officers, please take a seat." The snowy night is cold, why don't you ask Xiao Er to warm up a few people with hot wine on the altar first. ”

The people sat down, handed the cloak to the shopkeeper, and said to the boss: "Then dare to be kind, be quick, remember that there is still something delicious, and serve it as soon as possible, we are all hungry for a day." ”

The boss said, "Yes, yes, right away." When he turned around, he ordered Xiao Er to get ready, and when he turned around, he looked at the four people a little, and found that the clothes and ornaments were ordinary, and they should be ordinary mortals. When the boss was young, he walked around, knowing that in addition to the mortals who lived for food, there were also immortals who came and went. However, although this immortal seems to be out of the dust, it does not seem to be peaceful, and I have heard of a catastrophe more than ten years ago, when many people died, which was caused by immortals. I was sure in my heart, so I turned around and went to the kitchen.

Soon, the wine and meat were all together, and the aroma of wine was accompanied by the aroma of vegetables, which made the four people who were originally hungry move their index fingers, and swallowed their tongues several times. There were a lot of people in the hut, and it was a little more lively, and the sound of eating was loud, and even the two merchants who were originally resting couldn't help but look at this side.

"Thin-skinned lady, this is a pleasure!" the bearded man in a gray hat among the four drank a bowl of hot wine in one gulp, and let out a long breath of hot air, leaning against the wall, and said in satisfaction.

"This ghost weather, I told you a long time ago and I don't believe it, if it weren't for a place to stay, I don't know where to drink the northwest wind!" The other person was also full of wine and food, but he had some slight words about several other people.

"Hehe, a few bosses, on this cold day, there is no urgency, who is still running out. However, the old man thought that if it was not peaceful today, thieves were rampant, and there were endless fights...... "The boss is also a person who loves to be lively, put the hot wine in his hand on the table of several people, pointed to the sky, and said in a low voice: "Even the upper realm is not peaceful. ”

The bearded man drank another half bowl of wine, Xu was angry, and seeing that the boss was also kind, he said: "That's, alas, in this world, it's getting harder and harder." Since the war in Mobei for more than ten years, the world has stopped for a while, who knows that in less than a few years, the bloody storm has started again, especially in the last two or three years, that is ......"

Before the words were finished, I only heard the wooden door of the hut "bang", and who slapped it open, the wind and snow were in full bloom outside, and a cold wind blew, which woke up most of the people's wine.

I saw a seven or eight-year-old boy walking in outside the door, with a pair of watery eyes, but very handsome; he was wearing a big cotton jacket, but under his feet was a pair of cute tiger-shaped shoes, and he seemed to be carrying something in his hands, and his little face was frozen red by the wind and snow, and as soon as he came in, he shouted: "Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, bring me some food and drinks, I'm starving." "This little childhood is not very old, but the tone is old-fashioned, like an adult.

The boss hurriedly stepped forward to close the door, glanced at the little boy, and said in his heart, What's wrong with this world, such a young child is also with him, and now he is alone, could it be that the adults of his family are still behind? So he led the little boy to the table and sat down, and then said: "Little guest officer, are you alone?

The little boy took off his hat and shouted, "I'm starving, so you can go and bring the wine and food, and ask so much for what?" ”

The boss shook his head, and went down to tell the shopkeeper to get ready.

Not long after the wine and food came up, the little boy cheered, and then feasted, that action, as if he had not eaten for three days, the speed was so fast, only a moment to eat half of the table full of food, so that the boss smacked his tongue, and couldn't help but say: "This little guest officer has a good belly, but I want to tell the kitchen to prepare some more for your family." ”

"'Hmm', 'hmm'. The boy replied while eating, but even his voice was indistinct, and the boss shook his head again.

It's just that during the meal, he accidentally touched an object placed on the side of the table, fell off the table, and made a "bang" sound, so that everyone in the room who had stopped looking at him turned their eyes again.

The boy himself was a flurry, but he quickly picked it up from the ground, stuffed the exposed part back into the lassoed linen, and smiled around.

His hands are fast, but not as fast as his eyes. The thing that the little boy wrapped in linen cloth was clearly a fairy sword, the sword body was green, and the fairy spirit was vigorous, and at a glance he knew that it was not ordinary.

How could such an immortal thing be in a seven or eight-year-old child?

The eyes of the people in the room, including the boss, lit up. And a cold light flashed in the eyes of one of the four people, and his body wanted to move, so he pressed his shoulder for the person next to him, and the man gently shook his head at the thin man, and said in a low voice: "Don't make more trouble." ”

The thin man glanced at the fairy sword beside the little boy fiercely, as if he was unwilling, but finally endured it and continued to drink and eat in silence.

The snowstorm outside the house was still violent, and there was no intention of stopping, and everyone in the house was full of wine and food, and the long night was long, and they couldn't sleep for a while, so they chatted quietly again. Even the boss and the shopkeeper cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, shrunk their hands in their sleeves, and surrounded them, listening to the beard blowing in the sky and the earth.

The bearded man spoke in a loud voice, and spoke vividly and interestingly, telling them all the things they had been walking about, and adding fuel to his own words, the boss and the other businessmen were ordinary people, and they were attracted to him for a while.

But to put it mildly, the most talked about is the earth-shattering battle between the two Dao Mobei more than ten years ago.

"That big war, it was earth-shattering, the ghost cried and howled, fortunately, it was in the wilderness of Mobei at that time, if it was in the Central Plains of Shenzhou, I am afraid that I don't know how many people died. It is said that at that time, he met a strange beast through the ages, and the righteous path was in danger, and then he was besieged by the Demon Sect, and most of the dead and wounded, but fortunately, Yang Wentian, the fairy palm of the Heavenly Gate, raised the divine sword, and countless sword rains fell, beating the Demon Sect to the ground, and fled one after another, which solved the siege of the righteous path. That scene is really ......" The beard is vividly and vividly, as if he was at the scene in person, and the tension made many people gasp and sigh.

At the end of the conversation, the bearded man sighed and said, "That witch saved the young disciple of the righteous path, but she also ended up dead without a place to be buried. And the young disciple of the righteous path himself, when he heard that his whereabouts were unknown, did not know if he had died. There is something to be sorry about the wretched man, alas!"

"Bang!" only listened to a wine jar, smashed on the ground, and shattered into several pieces. It was the man in the shadows who accidentally touched the jar of wine that he had drunk cleanly and fell off the table.

Everyone looked at it, and the boss frowned, and just wanted to go over, but a businessman who listened to the story asked curiously: "This brother, you said so carefully, could it be that you were there at the time?" I heard that the young disciple was actually a spy of the Demon Sect who had infiltrated the righteous path, and was preparing to wipe out the righteous path. ”

The beard was stunned, and he smiled: "I also heard about it, but it is true that the whereabouts of the young disciple of the righteous path are unknown, and he does not know his life and death." ”

Seeing that he was not sure, the merchant stood up, and his voice became louder, and said: "I think he must be a spy, otherwise why would the Demon Sect fight to save him, I also heard that the Demon Sect fought with the righteous path in the end in order to save him, and then escaped in embarrassment......

"You're!" said the businessman, who had finished speaking, when he heard a crisp shout.