Snow is falling.
As fast as rain falls.
The wind is howling.
As fierce as a knife.
A moment ago, there were still many traces on the ground.
Human footprints, horses' hooves, and... some strange drag marks.
But now, at a glance, under the hazy moonlight, there is only a vague whiteness left.
call-
Suddenly, a bitter north wind blew by.
At the same time, a figure appeared on the hillside.
He was wearing a cloak and a bamboo hat.
On his shoulders, there is a not-so-big burden; on his waist, a long sword hangs.
After reaching a high place, he stopped and looked into the distance.
When the crumbling inn in the wind and snow appeared in his sight, he let out a long breath.
In this barren mountain and wild ridge, among the rocks and deep pines, it is really not easy to find this place by memory, intuition, and the dim moonlight.
It can even be said that it is a miracle...
bang-bang-bang-bang-
He quickly stood under the plaque of the "Mixi Inn", and raised his hand to knock on the door panel four times - two long and two short.
Then, he stood at the door, waiting silently.
Not long after, there was a sound of moving the wooden bolt inside the door, and then the door was opened.
A tall, hulking man came out to meet him. After seeing the face of the man outside the door, he said respectfully, "Brother, please..."
While speaking, the big man turned sideways and made way for him.
The man called "Big Brother" just glanced at the room before stepping into the door.
Inside the house, several lanterns were hung, and oil lamps were also placed on the table, giving plenty of light.
When the eldest brother shook off the snow on the bamboo hat and cloak, the big man who opened the door had already closed the door and re-installed the latch.
"How did the third brother die?" When the big man turned around, the eldest brother turned his gaze to a corner of the room and asked.
At this moment, in that corner, was lying a person, a man.
Of course, it can also be said that it is a male corpse...
Although his head was not chopped off and there were no obvious wounds on his body, the "big brother" could tell at a glance that this person was dead.
"I killed it." The big man replied without thinking.
The "oldest" they both called was sworn brothers with the two of them, but the tone of their conversation at the moment was surprisingly calm, as if they were discussing a person who had nothing to do with them.
"Why?" After a breath, the elder brother asked again.
"He wants to move the 'goods'." The big man replied.
The eldest brother's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the big man: "How do you move?"
"Naturally, it's the kind of movement that will cause bad things." The big man replied.
The eldest brother took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened them again after a few seconds: "Where's the goods?"
"In that room." The big man pointed to a door on the other side of the room, "fourth younger sister is in charge of watching."
The eldest brother thought for a while, then said: "Other people in this inn..."
"The shopkeeper, the clerk, and the guests, there are six people in total..." The big man continued without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, "Now they are all lying in the firewood room. When we leave tomorrow, a fire... can destroy the body and wipe out the traces."
"Okay." The eldest brother said good, turned his head and walked towards the room that the big man pointed to just now.
He opened the door and walked in, and the "fourth sister" had heard the conversation outside, so he stood behind the door to greet her.
"Brother." The fourth sister nodded respectfully when she saw her brother.
The eldest brother waved his hand casually, and walked straight towards the "goods" on the other side of the room.
And the so-called "goods" are actually individuals.
a woman.
There is such a kind of woman in this world, they seem to be destined...should not appear in front of men.
They should be locked in the deep palace, hidden in the boudoir, hidden from the outside world.
At best they exist only in portraits, or in people's imaginations.
But... they are living in this world after all.
So, when these kinds of women appear, where they appear... often there will be fights, there will be death.
"Oh..." The elder brother glanced at the woman, and then sighed.
Regarding the death of the third child, he still had some doubts in his heart, but the moment he saw the woman, those doubts disappeared.
The eldest brother also knew that his third brother who worshiped him was considered a more lustful type of person, but he didn't think that the third brother would act ignorantly in such an "important" action.
Until... he saw the woman.
He only took one look, then looked away.
Because he knew that one look was enough... enough to imprint her appearance in a man's heart forever.
If he was allowed to look at her a little longer, or meet her eyes, he might be shaken.
"You guys, are you not injured?" The elder brother then turned his head, looked at the fourth sister, and asked.
"No, it's just... Third Brother, he..." Fourth Sister's tone was a little hesitant.
"I know all about it." The eldest brother interrupted her, "Don't worry... Tomorrow, we will leave as usual."
After saying this, he turned and left the room.
He didn't want to stay there for even a second longer because he could feel her gaze.
And he was unwilling to have further contact with her, even if it was just a look or a word.
Only in this way can he continue to treat her as a "cargo", and he can insist on completing his "mission" on the premise of knowing what kind of fate she will encounter.
...
A cup of tea is over.
The eldest brother and the big man (the big man is undoubtedly the second, but I don't really want to call him "second child" repeatedly) have sat face to face on both sides of a square table, and there is a small charcoal stove next to the table , There is still a copper pot that is steaming out of the stove hanging on the stove.
"Your heart is messed up." The big man held the teacup, stared into the big brother's eyes, and suddenly said.
"Is this strange?" asked the eldest brother.
"It's not surprising." The big man said, and after a while, he added, "Not only the third child, but every man who has seen that face... will be confused."
"So, what's really strange is..." the eldest brother continued, "Why isn't your heart in a mess?"
"What do you think?" At this moment, the tone of the big man's speech and his attitude towards his elder brother all changed suddenly.
"You are not a eunuch." The eldest brother still looked very calm and said unhurriedly.
"No." The big man said.
"It's not Tianxie (also known as Tianhuan, Yingong; Lu Xiaojia and Jiang Duanxian described by Mr. Gu Long belong to this situation)." The eldest brother said again.
"No." The big man said.
"It's even more impossible for a woman to disguise herself as a man." The eldest brother said again.
"Impossible." The big man said.
"Then there is only one possibility." The eldest brother said.
"Hehe..." The big man smiled, weirdly, but also smugly... (.)