knife cut mountains and rivers

September [-]th of the second year of Tai'an.Fucheng left Zhengxuan Mountain, but he didn't know what he should do.

Fucheng still doesn't like to talk. As early as two years ago, a part of Fucheng's inner part had been necrotic. He couldn't tell what he was now.

Fucheng missed Zhou Heng a little bit. He was trapped in the Demon Falling Tower at the time, but he knew what Zhou Heng had been doing for him.

When he was in Jiangmo Tower, he kept avoiding thinking about Zhou Heng. He immersed himself in the sword technique, and he only dared to think about how to fight against Gu Yi every day.Now that the saber technique has been practiced, those longings poured out overwhelmingly.In the end, Fucheng did not become a person who cut off all emotions and desires. He resisted the idea of ​​going to the capital, and always felt that he would bring disaster to the capital.

In the end, Fucheng decided to go to Daxue Mountain, he wanted to see his clansmen.

The Skyfire Clan is hard to find, he has been wandering around the area for several days and has no clue, the Skyfire Clan really escaped from the world.

Fucheng hired a local Orion. Orion said that he had met the Skyfire Tribe back then. He went hunting in the mountains and lost his way, and was finally sent out by himself.Orion said that the person who sent him out had a red spot on his forehead, so he must be a member of the tribe.Fucheng was wearing a fur hat on his head at that time, covering his forehead tightly, and Orion didn't see Fucheng's background.

But Orion has always been sharp. He looked at Fucheng thoughtfully, and said, "Your appearance, to be honest, really resembles their clansman." Fucheng has a high nose and deep eyes. However, there are many people from other ethnic groups in Xueyu who also look like Hu people, as Orion said in Taofu City.

Fucheng was not recruited, but said that he was a traveler who wrote travel notes, and he heard about the Skyfire Clan and came to join in the fun.

Orion was a little suspicious when he heard this, because he saw the knife on Fucheng's waist. There was a chain of bells hanging on the knife. When the wind blows, it will make a crisp bell.How can there be such a traveler, Orion thought to himself, and said: "The people of the Tianhuo clan are all great benevolent people. In the past, in times of war, they would always come out to rescue the people down the mountain. It's a pity..."

Orion stopped talking halfway through, Fucheng knew what a pity he was talking about, since Duan Zecheng, head of the Tianhuo clan was killed 25 years ago, the Tianhuo clan has never been born again.

The snow ahead is getting bigger and bigger, and the road is getting more and more difficult. They have been here for three days.Orion himself is a little bit uncertain, after all, it has been ten years since the last time he came.

The road ahead was dangerous, and Orion thought of retreating. He was wrapped in sheepskin fur, but now he seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and even his lips were black and blue from the cold. If he continued like this, he himself would freeze to death before he found his tribe.Orion glanced back at Fucheng, and found that he was very calm, as if he was not affected by the cold weather at all.

Fucheng sensed Orion's scrutiny, and felt that if he continued to walk, he would be suspicious, so he gave Yinzi and said, "I'll walk the rest of the way by myself."

Orion only thought that Fucheng was too strange. He entered the Daxue Mountain alone in the cold winter with a knife on his body, but he was not afraid of the cold.Orion guessed that Fucheng went to the Skyfire Clan to seek revenge?

But at this time Fucheng gave him the money, and Orion was suspicious, but he still took the money and left obediently.This trip he has developed, he is just a small commoner who came out to run a business, and the rest of the things have nothing to do with him.

Fucheng watched Orion leave, and he himself noticed it. They have been going around in circles for the past few days, and they probably set up some kind of strange armor here to stop outsiders.Orion took the carriage with him when he left, and Fucheng could only travel on foot.

There was a vast whiteness in front of him, and the heavy snow blurred the boundary between heaven and earth. Fucheng could only see a few lines in the distance, thinking that there should be the boundary of Daxue Mountain.

Occasionally, a few dead trees are dotted in the snow-capped mountains, as black as burnt bones.

Fucheng wrapped the cloak around his body tightly, and walked forward step by step against the wind and snow.He doesn't know how to break the formation, he just follows his intuition, and he doesn't care where he should go.He didn't even bring a water bottle with him, and he melted snow water when he was really thirsty.The dried beef jerky with him can only be eaten for another three days. If he really wants to get lost in this vast snow mountain, it will be nothing to Fucheng.

On the second day, houses began to appear in his sight, some of which were made of bricks and tiles, and some of them were actually made of ice and snow.Fucheng was amazed as he walked, this place was like a paradise.

He walked to a huge door and heard the conversations inside.

Laughter came from inside, and the cooking smoke rose slowly above.The people inside laughed very purely, undisturbed by the filth of the world.The child's voice was like a silver bell, Fucheng didn't know why they were so happy.

His hands were hanging in the air, he was a little nervous, sweating all over his body.As long as he knocks on this door, he will be able to forget the troubles of this world together with his clansmen, just like drinking a glass of the legendary Wangyou wine, and save Fucheng from this endless suffering.

Fu Cheng rubbed his palms, feeling his hands trembling.He thought about his arrival, what kind of expression should the clansmen have?Will they accept themselves unconditionally?Can I really live like that?

Fucheng's father is a kind and good man. When Fucheng was at the foot of the mountain, he always heard the villagers at the foot of the mountain talking about his father's deeds.

It was a wonderful feeling. My father has been dead for 25 years, but the residents at the foot of Daxue Mountain have never forgotten my father.When they talk about their father, Fucheng always laughs unconsciously.

Father is a good man, but Fu Cheng is a wicked man. They didn't know that Fu Cheng had killed so many people, but Fu Cheng knew it himself.

Fucheng took a deep breath, he finally knocked on the door three times, the sound of knocking was amplified in the wind and snow, the empty space was like the cry of a ghost.

A moment later, a servant opened the door from inside. He didn't even have a red spot on his forehead, and his rank was relatively low.The attendant opened the door but saw no one, wondering if the children in the yard were making trouble, then he took a closer look and found two rows of footprints in the snow.

It seems to be able to guess the visitor's mind through the footprints. The footprints are deeper, and the visitor hesitates as he walks, as if his heart is disturbed.But the leaving footprints were very shallow, invisible under a thin layer of snow, and the visitors left this place of right and wrong as if fleeing, as if they were afraid that there would be a monster with green faces and fangs behind the door.

The attendant looked at the two rows of footprints for a while, and found it very strange. He closed the door and thought to report to the Patriarch, so that they could make the formation outside stronger.

The wind and snow fell mercilessly on the ground, and the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, finally completely covering up the two lines of footprints.

Fucheng left Daxue Mountain, he left, he didn't know where his home was, he completely became a homeless wanderer.

Fucheng gave up going back at the last moment. He has completely missed this road since he was brought back to the Life and Death Sect by Rama 25 years ago. Bad luck.

The joys and sorrows of life are all helpless.

Fucheng walked south all the way until it reached Dingzhou. Only then did it realize that this was the battlefield in the north, and the world was in chaos.He remembered that Dingzhou should be the territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he remembered that this time should be a peaceful era, but he saw countless people displaced.

Fucheng huddled with the refugees in a dilapidated thatched hut. Outside Dingzhou City were people from Beimang. This city had been abandoned and was about to fall.

Fu Cheng inquired with others, and the man was dressed as a scholar and sat beside Fu Cheng, he looked at Fu Cheng for a long time, and laughed at Fu Cheng for not going down the mountain for several years.But after he finished laughing, he still told Fucheng about the world.

Li Xiaoyao died in battle, and the barbarians of the Northern Mang had already reached Yanmen Pass.Li Xingkong was guarding Yanmen Pass, but he had no time to take care of all the county towns. The two sides fought a war of attrition, and it depended on who would consume the other first.Today's Dingzhou is where the local garrison is desperately resisting. If reinforcements are not available, no one can tell when the city will be broken. Maybe it will be tomorrow, maybe it will be tonight. Fucheng understands that everyone in this hut is waiting to die.

That scholar-like person only knows these things, and he can't tell more.When Fucheng heard that Li Xiaoyao died in battle, his heart skipped a beat. He had only met Li Xiaoyao once, but he didn't expect to hear about her death when he heard about it again.

It is said that she defended Pingxing Pass to death and did not retreat until she died. However, her body was trampled on, and her head was beheaded by the enemy and hung on the banner to deter the Zhenbei Army. Your dignified first female general is nothing more than that .

Fucheng sighed deeply, and began to worry about Zhou Heng uncontrollably.The world is in such chaos, what happened to Zhou Heng?

Fucheng pressed his heart, he wanted to comfort himself, Zhou Heng is a generation of emperors, he will not have any accidents, some people rush to die in front of him.As long as a person like Zhou Heng doesn't want to die, he can use all kinds of methods to survive.

However, Fu Cheng's heart suddenly became a little flustered, he always felt that things would not be so simple.

Fu Cheng sat cross-legged in the corner, and others couldn't tell what he was thinking.

At dusk, a girl came to give alms. She is Huang Ying, the daughter of the city lord, and she has not given up on these people until now.She is not as stunning as Chen Wanwan, but she is very pretty.Dingzhou City is richer, and other places are suffering from famine, and Dingzhou City still has surplus grain to donate.

As soon as Huang Ying arrived, those people swarmed forward, no one knew if this was the last meal, the little scholar next to Fucheng followed the crowd and pushed past, Fucheng himself was hungry, but he didn't go to grab it.

After a while, Huang Ying stood in front of him and secretly stuffed a steamed bun into Fucheng. The steamed bun was a little dusty and cold, but it was better than nothing.Fu Cheng was taken aback for a moment, the other party smiled at him gently, and then left.They never said a word from the beginning to the end.

Fu Cheng looked at Huang Ying's back again, she had to go to the next place to deliver food.Fucheng understood, Huang Ying thought that he was hopeless in life, and told him not to give up living, but to live well.

Fucheng took a bite of the steamed bun, the steamed bun felt cold, but he felt his stomach warm up.

On the second day, Fucheng walked out of the hut, he finally planned to do something.At this time, a horse came towards Fucheng in the wind and snow. The white horse was bony and bony, and it walked slowly with a woman on its back.

Fucheng has good eyesight, he saw that the woman on the horse was Huang Ying from yesterday.Fucheng wanted to say hello to her and thank her.

The horse came over slowly, and Fu Cheng felt something was wrong.

Huang Ying's complexion was pale, she kept her head down, and the horses carried her on her back. When passing by Fucheng, Fucheng saw three arrows tied into Huang Ying's back. She had been dead for a long time.Huang Ying wanted to run away, but she did not escape the enemy's arrows.The horse carried her in front of Fucheng, walking along this empty and decaying street, the beast didn't know where he was going.

The next moment someone shouted, the barbarians from the North Mang are coming.