Lu Xiaofeng looks at the snow in the morning sun

?What Ximen Chuuxue decides will definitely be done.

Such as murder.

It's the cold winter now, and the new year will be twenty days away, but there are only three or two pedestrians on the streets of the town, because it's really too cold today!

Suddenly, there was a sound of horseshoes on the streets of the small town, and a man in white was galloping on the empty street, passing by people in front of him.

The passers-by who wrapped themselves into balls on the street couldn’t help sighing when they saw this scene. The snow-white clothes and white horses were also white, and the snow-cold clothes made people even colder. How dare they wear clothes that would float up when the wind blows? Wearing clothes to go out, this person's ability to keep out the cold is really strong!

Maybe they just came from another town and don't know the weather here, but now they are here to find a place to hide from the snow. Some pedestrians shook their heads, thinking silently, and then went their own way, but that They could never forget the figure of the man in white.

It was very cold today, Wen Yangyang got up early to cook ginger soup in the kitchen, and then set up three or four braziers in the store. Although he knew that it was almost impossible for anyone to come here to eat and stay in such a cold day, the store still It's going to go on.

This town is very remote, but people will inevitably pass by. Wen Yangyang's Chaoyang Inn is the only inn in the town. If she doesn't open, there may be no place for people to stay.

Anyway, she didn't open this inn for money.

Just as Wen Yangyang opened the door of the inn, she saw a big man in a panic rushing in with disheveled hair, and then she saw a heavy piece of silver in her hand. The big man said hoarsely, "One room." To run upstairs.

Wen Yangyang stopped him, "We don't have a room here."

The big man pushed the girl in front of him and said anxiously, "Whatever you want." After finishing speaking, he reminded, "Just pretend you haven't seen me."

Looking at the man with a grim expression in front of him, Wen Yangyang nodded, touched the pocket of his clothes, and wanted to hand the key to the big man.

The big man had already run upstairs to find a room, cut off the lock with the knife on his body, and hid in the room.

Wen Yangyang sighed, picked up the silver and sniffed it on the tip of his nose, it smelled like blood, not chicken blood, not pig blood, not dog blood, not tiger blood, but human blood.

This big man is not a good stubble!

This big man is indeed not a good guy, but a villain who does many evils, why?Because he was the one Ximen Chuuxue wanted to kill.

The number of times Ximen Chuuxue kills each year is very small, but every time he kills those big villains who have done a lot of harm.

He also has this ability.

When this big man heard that Ximen Chuuxue was going to chase and kill him, his first reaction was to run, and he was still caught up by Ximen Chuuxue, just like that, you ran away and chased after him for five days, big man He was already in a mess, and the weather was so cold that the big man's horse was too cold to run. He had to go to the inn to rest for a while.

The big man actually doesn't want anyone to see him, even a little girl who runs an inn should kill people to silence him, but he can't kill people, because killing people will attract Ximen Chuuxue.

Ever since, Wen Yangyang is still safe and sound sitting in the kitchen cooking porridge.

There was a sound of horseshoes, followed by footsteps from far to near. She looked out of the kitchen and saw a white-clothed swordsman coming in from the door, and went directly upstairs. The frozen window on the upper floor seemed to be opened. I am afraid that the big man wanted to escape by jumping out of the window, but he didn't seem to have escaped, because the next thing was the sound of weapons colliding.

Not long after, the swordsman in white grabbed the big man's collar and walked down. The cold weather had already frozen the blood on the big man's chest to ice, but because it was very warm in the inn, there was already a tendency to melt it.

The swordsman in white took a look at Wen Yangyang and asked, "Are you the proprietress of this inn?" His voice was very cold, like snow.

Wen Yangyang stiffly looked away from the big man's body, and nodded stiffly.

The swordsman in white handed Wen Yangyang a bank note, "It's your compensation."

To kill someone in someone else's inn is to feel sorry for them after all.

Wen Yangyang took the banknote and watched the white-clothed swordsman leave. The banknote smelled like snow, and it smelled like snow falling on plum blossoms.

Wen Yangyang shook his head helplessly, the bank notes passed through the hands of thousands of people, are they not clean things, how could there be such a smell?

Wen Yangyang didn't open the inn to make money, but on this snowy day when she was bound to lose money, she got a 20 taels of silver and a 500 taels of silver.

The swordsman was still more generous.

And that swordsman is a very careful person. He knows how to deal with people after killing them. If she stays in the inn, she will have a lot of work to do.

The long sword in white clothes has a temperament like a sword, and he can kill the big man with good martial arts in two or three strokes. Wen Yangyang smiled lightly, and she understood that this swordsman is called Ximen Chuuxue.

Ximen Chuuxue, the swordsman she admired the most, really wanted to compete with him!But it's a pity... Competing swords with this person is yelling at Lord Hades.

Fortunately, Ximen Chuuxue is not gone forever. After dealing with the "funeral affairs" of that big man, he appeared in the "Chaoyang Inn" again.

On such a cold day, it is still warmer here.

As soon as Ximen Chuuxue came in, Wen Yangyang greeted him with a smile. Serving with a smile is a basic requirement for an innkeeper.

"Sir, do you want to drink the ginger soup and go to the cold?" Wen Yangyang asked.She likes to call young men "Master", and it is the same for Ximen Chuuxue.And Ximen Chuuxue is not like a knight, but more like a swordsman!

"No, just serve two boiled eggs." Ximen Chuixue said, and sat on a stool by the corner, where the charcoal pot was burning.

"Okay, young master, wait a moment." Wen Yangyang got into the kitchen, and came out after a while, holding a bowl in his hand, and there were two boiled eggs in the bowl, because he was afraid that the eggs would be cold in such a cold day. There is still half a bowl of boiling water in the bowl.

Ximen Chuuxue wanted to put his hand directly into the egg, but because Wen Yangyang stopped him, in such hot water, if he put his hand in directly, he would not be scalded into a pig's trotter?

She silently handed Ximen Chuuxue a pair of chopsticks.

Ximen Chuuxue took the chopsticks, picked up an egg, and skillfully peeled the egg.

After he finished an egg, the water was no longer very hot, and he stretched his hand directly into it, feeling very comfortable being surrounded by hot water.

In such a cold day, it is very good to have hot eggs, not to mention the attitude of the proprietress is still so good.Ximen Chuuxue, who was sent to the second floor with a smile by Wen Yangyang, was in an unprecedentedly happy mood.

Wen Yangyang looked at the second 500 taels silver note that smelled of snow in her hand, and she seemed to understand why some people were so greedy for money.

What should I do if Ximen Fuxue is too generous?She doesn't want to become a money fan!

After staring at the banknote for a while, Wen Yangyang collected the money, at least she knew that the swordsman she admired the most regarded money as dung.

It is not only Ximen Chuuxue who regards money as dung, but also Lu Xiaofeng.