beg for chivalry

When he came back to his senses, his eyes were already white.

The boundless snowfield stretched in front of him, and its end merged with the lifeless and dim sky, so that he could no longer tell where the sky was, where the earth was, and where he was.As if numb from the cold, his limbs sank like lead, but his torso seemed to be floating in the air.

He couldn't see where the snow was falling, and couldn't hear where the wind was coming from, but he knew that his body and mind were already cold.Touch the heart, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, desire are all gone, the body is still there, but the soul is gone.

who am I?

he thought vaguely.Those memories about names suddenly fled like frightened birds.

where is this?

This time, he had an answer. He vaguely remembered that he had fallen from the cliff, and his whole body was in pain as if he was falling apart.Fortunately, there were some branches growing on the edge of the cliff, and the snow was thick, which allowed him to barely recover his life.Even though the mind is still conscious, the limbs cannot move.

Suddenly, he felt the corner of his clothes being pulled, and a hand was picked up.He couldn't see the person coming, and the person's face was also buried in the snow and mist, it seemed to be a man or a woman.

The man dragged him for twenty or thirty steps, and his pace gradually slowed down.But after a while, he took his hand again, and let go after walking dozens of steps, repeatedly, hundreds of thousands of times.What a fool!He thought to himself, he didn't know when he had been placed on a thin wooden board, and the thick rope tied to the wooden board was hoarse, making a low moan/groan as the man dragged it.

"...you... who...?" He asked hoarsely, his throat seemed to be frozen with three feet of ice.

The man didn't answer, but just pulled him forward silently.Perhaps he had spoken, but he couldn't hear clearly, he could only feel the sound of howling wind filling his pierced ears, whimpering and chaotic.

"...is...where...in..." he asked again.

The man paused.After a long time, a voice came vaguely.

"Nowhere."

"...Since there is nowhere... where are we going now?"

he asks.

There was another long silence, as long as the sun and the moon had alternated for a round, and the sound of the wind and snow both stopped and rose again.

Finally, the other party said.

"...to a place far away."

How far is it?He didn't know, and that person might not know either.So he was buried in the snow and let the opponent drag him forward.Sometimes when the clothes get wet, the man will build a fire and sit quietly all night.Sometimes when the stomach is hungry, the hovering snow wolf will become a delicacy on the plate.The other party's hands were cold, but the meat handed to him was warm. While biting the meat strips with his teeth, he listened to the endless sound of wind and snow.

When he was dragged up again, he wanted to open his eyes and take a look at the man.Find out who the other party is, whether it is a man or a woman, how he is dressed, and why he is leading him forward in this icy world.

But the moment he opened his eyes, a cold hand covered his eyelids.

"Don't look." The man's voice was dryer than his, but it was flat and emotionless. "Snow has a white light, shining on the human eye. You have seen a lot before, but now you can't see it anymore."

"What about you?" he asked.

There was another long silence, and the other party kept silent, just dragging him for a long time.He is also making fun of himself, he is ups and downs when he is about to wake up from his dream, sometimes painful and sometimes comfortable.Gradually, he couldn't tell when he was awake and when he fell asleep, and he couldn't distinguish hot and cold, long and short, fast and slow, big and small. Sometimes he felt that he was breathing in the world, but it was like lying down on the ferry of the underworld. .

So he dreamed.The dream is never as lonely as it is at the moment, the spring is bright and warm.In the blink of an eye, it was Xiahe rippling water again, and cicadas were singing.The crowd was bustling with people, and the fire and drums of the society were noisy. He stood upstairs, watching the fiery trees and silver flowers, and was prosperous all his life.A dream is a dream after all, fleeting, he wakes up soon, leaving him alone.

The wind and snow gradually became smaller.

He could feel the dazzling sunlight rising through his eyelids, he said dreamily.

"……I do not know anything."

At this time they probably walked in the snow for several days and nights, the man stopped, expressing doubts with a silent pause.

he murmured. "...I don't know where I came from...why I'm here...I don't know who you are, you want to rescue me..."

Speaking of this, his heart was shaken with sorrow, and he wanted to shed tears.Helplessly, his eyes were dry, and no water could flow out.

The man rarely spoke. "You don't remember your first and last name?"

"do not remember."

He only thought about it for a moment, and his headache was about to split, as if someone was going to split his head in half.So he simply didn't think about it, and put his mind as blank as this snow field.

After that, there was a long silence, and the two did not speak to each other.The man was walking in the snow, his steps were heavy, and he was obviously struggling.But he was in pain all over again, and he couldn't lift himself up.He didn't even dare to speak, for fear that saying a few more words would make the man spend more energy.

When the body is idle, the head is often not idle.So he thought wildly: how absurd!He had nothing and was thrown into the snow like a newborn baby.Neither is life, nor is death. I don't know what is the meaning of life.He thought about these questions, so the sun rose and the crescent moon set. On the endless snow field, he felt that it seemed as if thousands of suns and moons had passed, and it seemed that only a few hours had passed.

Finally, for a moment, the man stopped.

After this stop, it seemed that he would never get up and continue walking again.

He groped in a daze, and touched the unmelted snow beside him. They hadn't walked out of the snowfield; he touched again, and slowly pulled down the black cloth strips over his eyes—these were the people who tied them to prevent them from falling. He was hurt by Xue Guang.He was afraid that he would be blinded by opening his eyes suddenly, so he endured the pain and groped carefully.

With this touch, he touched the man's cold hand.

----

Wu Litian paced up and down in the front hall of the Jin Mansion.

At this time, his body was in a mess, his shoulders and hair were covered with snow flakes, and his bright red clothes were mottled with dark red blood, which was the good thing Wang Xiaoyuan did the second time.Standing in the wind and snow for such a long time, and suffering from injuries, if the person was weak, he would have passed out already.

But Wu Litian didn't feel cold, nor did he feel pain, he just quietly stared at the flag hanging behind the raised table with a gloomy expression.

Whether they are high-ranking officials or wealthy businessmen, they all like to hang some landscape paintings in the halls to show off the gold caves hidden in their homes, and they are different from the customs.But this Jinfu is unusual: a military flag hangs on the middle hall.

The corners of this army flag are tattered, but the color is extremely pure, with black as the background and white as the characters, and the word "gold" is written on it.This is the most common flag collected by the imperial court. It seems that the gold, wood, water, fire, earth and five elements flags have been disassembled, and only one "golden" flag is taken.

This flag looks out of place in the majestic Jinfu, but Wu Litian knows the reason why it is hung here.

Because the owner of this mansion is the old general Jin Zhen.

Speaking of him, everyone in the court knows him: he served as a general officer, went through all kinds of conquests, and finally became an official with full achievements, and died after living idle for several years.His skills are so deep and his virtue is so high that even Wu Wugong, the leader of the martial arts alliance, has to respect him three points.To be honest, Wu Litian really couldn't connect this immortal figure who was stronger than Xingtian with the young master of the Jin family who was like a bucket.

That good-for-nothing young master is the grandson of General Jin?The young man only thought it was funny, but on second thought, although he didn't use it much on weekdays, the Jin family had a spacious martial arts arena.The weapons hanging on the weapon rack outside seemed to be shoddy goods, but the ones used for repairs were all good knives and swords. He was a little surprised. It seemed that the mansion seemed to be laxly guarded, but it was actually organized.

He thought about it for a long time, and suddenly saw a foot stepping out from behind the side screen, followed by a head with messy hair and an angry face - the person who came was Jin who had just been criticized by Wu Litian in his mind master.

It turned out that after the battle between the young martial artist and Wang Xiaoyuan just now, Jin Wu anxiously asked Aunt Mu to help Xiao Yuan apply medicine, and he muttered in the courtyard to help those dilapidated begonias, and then went to the lower room to clean up.Seeing that Wu Litian didn't intend to bandage the wound at all, the young master angrily pushed him to the front hall to rest.Now that the arrangements are made, it is time to meet Wu Litian.

"Master Wu, you can do whatever you want..." Jin Wu entered the front hall, and his tone was not good when he opened his mouth.But before he finished speaking, he closed his mouth and looked at the young man covered in snow and blood before saying. "…stand."

Wu Litian didn't care about him, leaned back on the official hat chair, and sat down comfortably.Others asked him to sit, but he wanted to stand. Now that Jinwu thinks his body is dirty and doesn't want him to sit, he prefers to sit. "Young Master Jin, don't worry, I think your chair is also an old item, and I will offer you two new chairs in another day."

"Some things can't be new," Jin Wu frowned slightly, squinting at him and said. "For example, this...antique that your lord is sitting on."

The young martial artist sneered, he was arrogant, even though he knew that he was sitting on an ancient object, his body didn't move, he said no matter what happened, he must not panic.So he simply changed the subject and clasped his fists heavily. "I'm sorry, I just remembered it later, I haven't formally made friends with the young master..."

Jin Wu interrupted him bluntly, full of hostility. "No need to introduce, I know you. You cut off the plaque of the martial arts gym in the village, the lantern outside the gate of the house, dug a few holes in the courtyard, broke a few swords, and pulled out a few crabapple plants."

Wu Litian didn't take it seriously, but felt that Young Master Jin was petty and fussy. He had been messing around in the Wu family's house in Yuezhou since he was a child, and today's incident was not worth mentioning.He intentionally mocked Jinwu, and said. "You know me, but I haven't asked your name yet... Are you called Jinniao or Jinqueer?"

As soon as these words came out, veins popped up on Young Master Jin's forehead: "My surname is Jin, and my single name is Wu! Wu of ebony! It's a little less than the word for bird! Japanese and Chinese are black! That's why you warriors are really stupid and illiterate..."

Wu Litian said: "That's right, you are much more blind than those birds."

Knowing that he was making a joke about his own name again, Jin Wu was so angry that he sat down on the chair, didn't speak, just looked out the door with his mouth tilted.I don't know if it's for convenience or he has bad intentions, even though it's snowing outside, the door is still wide open here, even Wu Litian's muscles and bones are strong, people gradually feel the chill.Jinwu's teeth were chattering from the cold, but he still refused to close the door stubbornly.

They sat in silence for about half a stick of incense, Wu Litian finally couldn't hold back his restlessness, and asked.

"The king of your house..."

"I don't know. I don't have much background. I'm just a servant." Jin Wu immediately said. "You want him to run errands with you? No way!"

He rolled his eyes. "Besides, if you beat him up like that, I'll have to pay for the medicine for nothing."

This answer is almost self-defeating.Wu Litian originally wanted to test Young Master Jin's attitude towards Wang Xiaoyuan again, but this kid actually didn't want to say anything.The young martial artist was sure that the young servant was not an ordinary person, but he also had doubts: Why did the Golden Crow hide him, and why did he seem to be secretive, but didn't mind him showing his face?

Thinking of this, Wu Litian snorted coldly. "Do you think that if you don't want to say it, I can't do anything? Now it's really a rebellion by the people!"

He is a military officer, backed by the Martial Arts League, holding power in his hands, and he doesn't take Young Master Jin seriously.

Hearing this, Young Master Jin also looked slightly embarrassed.But when he turned his eyeballs, his eyes touched the military flag behind the case, he suddenly had an idea, and said triumphantly.

"Master Wu, if you can be an official, so can I, and I can climb higher than you. Here, look at that flag, who do you think you are talking to?"

Wu Litian figured it out, looking at the young master's stinky and shameless face, the flag was probably hung there on purpose for him to see.Indeed, with the title of Old General Jin, if Jin Wu had the heart, he would definitely have no problem getting a title.But seeing that Young Master Jin is not working hard and doesn't look brave at all, Wu Litian only said that letting this bastard go to guard is really bad luck for the frontier army for eight lifetimes.

He saw that Young Master Jin was not going well, and Jin Wu also had pricks in his eyes, the two of them ridiculed each other in words, and their expressions gradually became unkind.Fortunately, a shout came from the side door at this time, breaking the situation where the sparks of these two thorns were flying. "Master—"

Jin Wu hurriedly looked to the side, it was Aunt Mu who had brought back the shochu.I saw her squeeze her fat body from behind the screen and asked. "Where do you take the wine?"

"Go to the old man who sells sugar in the yard. He won't come in, so let him just sit there and eat wine." Young Master Jin is rare without a bad mouth. "Is this burning knife strong enough? Has it been warmed?"

Wu Litian glanced sideways at the door, and then saw the old bamboo man standing idle in the snow, but his standing posture was unusual: he stuck the green bamboo stick on the ground, tipped one foot on the stick head, and Holding the wine bucket, he was gurgling fine nectar and jade liquid into his mouth.The wind and snow were swaying, but he was naked and naked, and he didn't care, but he was quite a hero.

Aunt Wood said. "Enough, warm."

"That's it. I'll go and see if the medicine is ready later. Let's rest when it's ready." Jin Wu said, and then glanced at Wu Litian with disgust, "As for this lord, well, the legs are on your body , I don’t care about the villain, just rub the dust wherever you like.”

Wu Litian sneered, his body still motionless. "I can't ask for more."

He knew that Jinwu wanted him to get out of here quickly, but at this moment, his temper was getting stronger, and he wanted to confront this young master.Moreover, he was very concerned about the young servant in the Jin Mansion, and he absolutely refused to move half a step before he sorted out the situation.

Aunt Mu took two steps, then suddenly said: "Master, there is one more thing."

Jinwu: "What's the matter, tell me."

"The cook said just now that there was a small bowl of honey on the table that was used to cure the bitterness of the medicine, but for some reason it disappeared."

"This... has nothing to do with me." Jin Wu was alert immediately, his eyes dodging.

Aunt Mu said. "The servant girl said that she saw you taking a small spoon...Young master, why are you panicking? Why have you been licking the corners of your mouth frequently since just now?"

She suddenly understood something, and with a fierce look on her face, she turned around, grabbed a broom and kicked the little bastard away.

"—Wow, you gluttonous cat is here to steal again!"