I see the snow

The wind and cold in Xihuai procrastinated for a few days, and finally passed slowly.

But after this incident, the distance between him and Yinzhichuan seems to have been quietly drawn closer.

Xi Huai himself didn't understand why, but Yin Zhichuan remembered——

In the few days when Xihuai's high fever persisted and it was difficult to take medicines, he fell asleep with Yinzhichuan in his arms every night.

As soon as Xi Huai passed the illness, he forgot everything, but Yin Zhichuan still remembered the feeling of holding that small warm and flexible body in his arms.

It's just that sometimes when he looks at Xi Huai's stable and unwavering side face in the sun, he also thinks of the unconscious sentence "you all go to hell".

No matter what, it was impossible to imagine that there was such a deep hatred buried under the indifferent eyes of the person in front of him.

"The weather is cold, please add another coat to Mr. Xihuai."

Xi Huai was alone in the room, after coughing a few times, he got up from the bed, trying to get a cup of hot tea on the coffee table.

The servants outside were startled, and hastily opened the door to come in, with Xi Huai's plain white robe in their hands, and draped it over Xi Huai's shoulders:

"If you want anything, Mr. Xihuai, just order us to serve as you like."

Xi Huai looked calm, glanced at the servant, and said in a slightly hoarse voice:

"I can do it myself."

"Young master, it's better not to be brave."

The servant picked up an upside-down thin snow porcelain cup from the table, slowly warmed it with hot tea, poured in new tea, and said softly:

"You have my painstaking efforts and hopes for decades on your body. If something happens, I'm afraid the villain will be torn to pieces by Mr. Hua."

Xi Huai suddenly raised his eyes——

All I saw was the same ordinary face, as if I couldn't find it in the crowd.As soon as these words came out, they had already revealed their identities.

"This Zhenguo Mansion is really like your own courtyard, you can come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want."

Xi Huai said coldly.

"For the sake of Mr. Xihuai, I have to take risks."

The servant sighed: "I heard that the young master is ill, and Mr. Hua is very worried about your safety."

Xi Huai said nothing, the servant smiled and said:

"Next time, son, send a message... Don't use such a dangerous method again. Even if you are not sick, we still have many other ways to fish out of troubled waters."

Xi Huai snorted coldly: "It's just luck."

"If Yin Zhichuan catches it, you'll just walk away with nothing to eat."

"Mr. Hua recently picked up a new child."

The servant smiled, and he pointed out the window——

In the empty courtyard, a young man with a snow harrier parked on his shoulders was squatting under the eaves with his face propped up, looking a little dazed, with empty eyes.

He didn't know what he was looking at, and the expression on his face was soft and dull.

Xi Huai narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Mr. Hua has discerning eyes, and found this very capable child."

The servant said softly: "He is the one who brought us in when we entered Duke Zhen's mansion this time. I heard that Mu Ziling, who is famous all over the world, has imitated [-]% of his abilities."

"So what if I imitate to [-]%?"

Xi Huai said coldly: "After all, the Fallen God's Tower has long been destroyed, and there are no more little ghosts in the world to use. After learning that everything is inseparable, now there are only some skins left to use."

The servant's face was also full of pity, he sighed, and said: "Yes, it would be great if Young Master Yin didn't want to be so decisive. He can just die by himself."

"...However, let's talk about business. Master Xihuai sent us in this time, what news do you want to tell?"

"Yinzhichuan has a gun."

After a moment of silence, Xi Huai said, "I think this is the reason why he can be listed as the 'Five Ministers of the Bright Moon'."

It is said that there are many talented people in the vassal states, and five of them are famous all over the world.

These five people have their own talents, and they all have the strength of "a prince with one act, and a word to calm the world".Every place where there are wells and teahouses, there are legends about them——

And because they all wear white clothes, they are also called "Mingyue Wuqing", or "Mingyue Gongzi".

Among them, Mr. Yunyan is famous for being good at ghost skills, Chu Yuan is good at "predicting the destiny", Yan Qi and Gu Xue can guard against living corpses, and Shangjinghuacishu's assassination skills are unparalleled.

Only Yin Zhichuan, he is as famous as these four, but so far no one knows what special skills he has.

"That's a silver gun."

Xi Huai said in a hoarse voice, "It's almost the same as the information we got before."

——Since the division of China and Mainland more than a hundred years ago, countries have been fighting and stopping.Countless people died in the flames of war and fell towards the yellow sand.

Someone once predicted that this disintegrated continent would always be soaked in blood and war, until a person appeared——

He will pick up the most deadly weapon in the history of Zhonglu, break the seal of the soldiers of the world, and become the leader of the generals of the world.

All the wars he participated in will be won, until the day when there is no war to fight and the world is unified...!

Once, someone suspected that this person would appear in Sheng Yang's Yin family, but then the entire Yin family was wiped out, and the family was almost wiped out, leaving only a young and unrestrained son.

However, he didn't expect that the only youngest son left behind had already been chosen by fate!

"In that case."

The servant was silent for a while, then said: "We can't let him get the silver gun."

Xi Huai said: "He hasn't got the silver gun yet."

The servant nodded: "Young master, do you know where the gun is?"

Xi Huai caressed the thin snow porcelain cup with his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"I don't know. You need to find it yourself."

However, the snow porcelain made by Liang Cheng Luocheng's top craftsman, which is comparable to Zen wings, even paled when Xi Huai's fingers lightly touched it, showing a slightly rough texture.

——His hands were too pale, like dry petals, pale jade-like fingers, with only a little bit of bright red at the fingertips.

The servants stared at this white-clothed man who stood out from all the assassins. He was obviously powerless and looked so pale and weak, but Hua Jun said that he was the one most likely to take Yin Zhichuan's life.

"This place is not a place for long talks."

The servant sighed and said: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first. If you have any clues, I will discuss it with Mr. Xihuai."

Xi Huai nodded.

But before leaving, the servant took out another pill, melted it into the tea, and said to Xi Huai with a smile:

"Master Xihuai should be rewarded for producing such useful information."

It was a vermilion pill full of fragrance, taking it would make one feel ecstatic, and even if dying, one could hang one's life back to life.

But the fragrance is strong, after Xihuai used it that night, Yinzhichuan could still smell it from his collar the next day.

Xi Huai lowered his eyes and didn't move.

It wasn't until the servant left and there was no movement in the courtyard that he held the tea and poured the whole pot of tea into the flower pot.

After entering the door, he suddenly squatted down and vomited uncontrollably.

……

Because Yin Zhichuan took care of Xi Huai at home, he didn't go out to hang out with his cronies for several days.

They can't see Yin Zhichuan, and probably no one will lead them to run amok and bully others.It was a very dull day.They met and went to Zhen Guo Mansion in Yin Zhi Chuan together.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

As soon as they entered the door, they all clicked their tongues.

Zhao Yunsheng looked left and right in the mansion, and said to Yinzhichuan: "Yinqi, who walked all over the red flowers and green willows and didn't stick to his clothes, is still wet enough by the river."

Yin Zhichuan tapped him on the shoulder with a folding fan:

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhao Yunsheng said: "What did I say? I'm just telling the truth."

"Yin Qi, Yin Qi." He said: "When I fucking knew you, you were still at the age of climbing a tree to dig out bird eggs. My own leg was broken by the old man, and I had to go out wandering with a cane and a limp... ——What kind of spirit is this!?... As a result, his mother is doing well now, she is good at hands and feet, staying in the mansion for a sick little thing, nine days! I haven't gone out for nine days! Brothers will suspect that you have been bewitched!"

Yin Zhichuan laughed: "Don't fucking talk nonsense."

Zhao Yunsheng shook his head: "Heroes have been saddened by beauty since ancient times. The ancients never deceived me!"

"That's what I bought back with eighty gold plants."

Yin Zhichuan squinted at them slightly, and said, "Could it be that you throw them away at home like this, and you pay me back when you die of illness?"

"That can only mean that you bought a money-losing product."

Zhao Yunsheng said: "What's more, when did the Young General Yin of our Zhen Guogong's mansion care about eighty golden plants?"

"not give a damn about."

Yin Zhichuan sat in the hall, said putting the tea bowl in hand on the desk, and said with a half-smile: "Then you should talk about it. You don't care about Jinzhu, why did you come to my place specially?"

Having said that, all the dandies in the hall were taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "Brother Yin is Brother Yin, the guess is so damn accurate!"

——As the saying goes, do not go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, this group of dandies who have always been used to wandering, came to him in such a hurry, they must have something urgent to ask for help.

Yin Zhichuan had a half-smile, and he was always righteous. Looking at this group of bad friends who were not only confidantes, but also long-street horses, he said bluntly:

"Go ahead. What's the matter?"

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then one of them stood up abruptly, blushing, and said angrily, "Zhu, that kid Zhu Shifeng, he robbed the women!"

Zhu Shifeng, yes, I think it's probably the case.

This group of Gaoliang dandies who have never been dared to stop the city's soldiers from walking sideways in the capital of the stars, can only encounter problems that Yinzhichuan can help solve. The only possibility is that the other party is also a difficult person.

However, it is impossible to rob a civilian girl by force. The only possibility is that the girl who is robbed is also the sweetheart of this dude.

Otherwise, it wouldn't make these young masters come to him so excitedly.

This guy Zhu Shifeng is really wicked, Yin Zhichuan thought, he has never seen anyone carry out a hobby for such a long time——

Love prostitution and heavy sex.

"You know this girl, brother Yin."

Yin Zhichuan didn't speak for a long time, only thinking slightly.The friends thought he was hesitating, and hurriedly added:

"Brother Yin! Miss Zhaoyue, do you still remember Miss Zhaoyue?"

"..." The vague memories of so many years ago are suddenly recalled in an instant, and countless voices and smiles come back to my eyes again.

——Lao Qi, shall we go out to play together tonight?

——Miss Zhaoyue from Qiushui Pavilion, come on stage to sing tonight.

——Lao Qi... You said, if I tell my father that I love Miss Zhaoyue and want to marry her, how can my father agree?

According to the moon.

This name, at the age when Yinzhichuan didn't quite understand why the fourth brother couldn't participate in the school drills every time Qiushui Pavilion performed "The Edge of the Broken Bridge", he had already heard it mentioned countless times in his ears.

It was the little flower girl behind the heavy bead curtain, with slender eyebrows and fine eyes.

Under the moonlight, among the willow branches, his fourth brother stepped on the shoulders of him and the sixth brother, secretly happy to escape the patrol and search, and slipped out quietly in the middle of the night.

...It was his sweetheart who would never forget to receive the letter when his fourth brother was about to go to the battlefield.