a thousand birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Zhu Jiuyin followed his breath and walked barefoot on the snow, leaving no footprints. The old horse had a spirit, pulling the wooden cart behind him, and the car reel was deeply sunk into the snow.

Gu shot down the mountain, Zhu Jiuyin only glanced at Xiao Budian’s grave.

There is only a thin layer of snow around the grave bag, and there is still new ash left over from burning in front of the grave.

“Is it the boy called Huzi~”

Zhu Jiuyin untied the red blood hanging from his waist and inserted it into the frozen soil.

then feel the oil-paper package from the sleeve and put it in front of the grave.

is breaded with sugar gourds made by the old willows of the town.

slowly squatting down, Zhu Jiuyin gently placed his palm on the grave bag.

“Little no, Master is coming~”

“10”> “and wait, take a good look at the red blood, and taste the sugar gourd.”

“Wait, wait until Master leaves no one of the group and crushes them all.”

“At that time, Master will accompany you and walk the Huangquan Road together.”

with a muffled sound, the golden silk nan wooden coffin smashed the snow into the air.

Zhu Jiuyin re-hung the red blood and led the old horse to leave Guxushan Mountain.

“Little no, wait, Master will take you home soon~”

“16”> One person and one horse, soon hidden in the depths of the wind and snow.

……

Lingshi County.

Outside the North City Gate, a bamboo pole about three or four feet long stands tall, with a human head inserted into it.

bamboo poles and human heads, swayed by the cold wind.

with a snap, the little boy was slapped to the ground by a catcher.

“You are not a little calf with an immortal heart of the Yellow River, how many days have you been stealing?”

quickly reprimanded: “The head doesn’t want to meet with you a little stinking little, otherwise Lao Tzu would have hacked you to death by his mother.” ”

“Don’t kick your nose on your face, get out of here.”

two catchers wearing cloaks and cloaks, one left and one right, guarding bamboo poles and human heads.

Huzi pulled out his head buried deep in the snow, touched his hot cheek, spit out a mouthful of blood, and shouted hatred at the two predators: “You group of jackals, three shifts and six people a day, it’s best not to doze off at all.” ”

“My Chenghu will come back!”

Huzi got up with difficulty, took a deep look at the young man’s head at a high place, turned to face the violent storm and snow, and limped towards Xizhuang Village.

the boy died nine days ago.

Late on the night of the second day, a group of mountain bandits sneaked into Lingshi County, burned and looted, and suffered countless deaths and injuries.

On the third day, the county officials rushed to Wuyi Mountain, dozens of miles away, with fast sabers and horses.

On the fourth day , the boy suddenly became the leader of the Wuyi Mountain bandits, and his head was hung high.

In the following days, the residents of Lingshi County almost scolded the eighteen generations of young ancestors.

those extremely vicious curses were enough to fill the Baima River, the largest river in the Wei kingdom, into a mountain that was thousands of feet high.

In the past few days, Huzi came several times a day to steal the boy’s head.

unfortunately not only failed to succeed, but he was also arrested and beaten so that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and even his left leg was broken.

……

about two quarters of an hour later.

Huzi returned to Xizhuang Village.

under the old willow tree at the entrance of the village, leaning on a broom.

boy picks up a broom, starts at the entrance of the village, and sweeps straight to Gu Shotan Mountain.

“Phineas, it’s the ninth day, you still don’t give me a dream~”

“43”> The reason why Huzi sweeps snow and sweeps this long road is because he is afraid that when his Phineas gives him a dream, he will not find the way.

the sky and the earth are white.

where the boy swept was the way home for the undead.

this road, very long, very wide.

“Huh?!”

looking at the deep wheel prints on the snow, Huzi frowned slightly.

looking up into the distance, the wheel print seems to be heading straight for Gu Shotan Mountain.

boy jerks away his broom and runs forward with a roller.

after a blaze of incense kung fu.

the snow-covered tiger panted like a cow, looking at the golden silk nan wooden coffin in front of the grave, and the string of brightly colored sugar gourds like coagulated blood.

“This is… Who has been here?! ”

Huzi was stunned.

……

the sky is getting dark, and night is about to fall.

A bright moon rises from the east and the snow is getting smaller.

crunching sound pierced the sky, and Zhu Jiuyin led the old horse out of Xizhuang Village.

standing at the entrance of the village, looking at the straight road that was cleared, Zhu Jiuyin whispered: “My family has made a very good and good child~”

“60”> led the old horse and carefully bypassed the road home.

one man and one horse, headed for Lingshi County, three or four miles away.

after a while, the carriage stops.

On the side of the road, a corpse was nailed to a stake, with stiff arms and hands pointing in the direction of Lingshi County.

a wooden sign hangs on the chest of the corpse, which reads ‘Be a bandit, kill without amnesty’.

Zhu Jiuyin stretched out his right palm and gently covered the corpse’s head.

Soul search.

can search not only the souls of the living, but also the souls of the dead.

Of course, the time of death cannot be too long.

snake pupils under the ribbon are slightly closed.

a few seconds later, one picture after another came into Zhu Jiuyin’s eyes.

after a dozen breaths, the eyes open.

Zhu Jiuyin muttered, “Not a mountain bandit.” ”

……

night falls.

the moon reflects the snow in the sky.

In Lingshi County, Lan Xiang, who had just finished the fourth flowing water table, held the food box in his arms, and walked towards the north city gate.

county grandmaster Chen Chong took the twenty-seventh room concubine, and the auspicious day of the good day is today.

there will be a fifth and final session.

the banquet was all from the Zhumen clan of Lingshi County.

the reason why the county prince sent an invitation to the Lan family was because Lan’s father was very good at being a person.

Father Lan knew that the thirty gold bars obtained by poisoning the young man could not be kept by the Lan family.

people do not fight with officials.

the county prince only needed a small excuse to let the three members of the Lan family die without a place to be buried.

so he personally went to the door and returned twenty-five, leaving only five.

As soon as the county prince was happy, he invited the Lan family to participate in the wedding banquet.

the wind and snow were cold, Lan’s father and Lan’s mother were in the old days, and only Lan Xiang went to the Chen family’s mansion.

worthy of the giant businessman, full of mountain and sea delicacies, those people did not move their chopsticks much, patronizing drinking and complimenting the county grandfather.

Lanxiang packed a full food box, to let the father and mother who have eaten pickles all their lives taste what is called delicious.

girl quickly walked out of the north city gate.

his footsteps hurriedly passed by the two catchers guarding bamboo poles and human heads.

the north city gate was not visible from a distance, and the girl stopped, panting.

the boy died nine days ago.

girl thought that one night, the teenager would appear in her dreams.

headless corpse chased itself while asking, where did my head go.

a pity.

before the teenager died, he fell asleep at night.

half of his face disappeared after he died.

Lan Xiang touched her chest.

heart in the chest cavity does not seem to hurt as much as before.

“If true, time will annihilate all tangible and intangible~”

> said to herself, the girl breathed a sigh of relief and continued to walk towards Xizhuang Village.

the crunch becomes clearer and clearer.

as if someone is crying.

gradually, a long figure came into Lan Xiang’s eyes.

girl couldn’t help but look dumbfounded.

Under the moon, white hunting.

ribbons fly in the snow.

old horse pulling a wooden cart slowly.

barefoot boy has thick black hair and twists like a dragon snake.

Among the black snakes, there is a green hairpin pinned.

the girl did not come to her senses until she approached alone.

‘This is… Is there a fairy in the dust~’

muttered in her heart.

……

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