They say it's sick

Chapter 1

It is cold at the end of the year, and the sky is closed, which is the coldest time of the year.

The whistling north wind whipped goose feathers and heavy snow flying all over the sky, making it hard to keep your eyes open.

"Fuck, what a freak!"

Wang Er tucked his hands into his sleeves, scanning the small courtyard in front of him, which he visited once half an hour ago, "Where is that girl?"

A lame man with a bruised nose and a swollen face in tattered clothes staggered over and pointed to the chicken coop not far away: "There is a cellar below, thief... When you entered the village, I saw with my own eyes that Zhang Laosan hid his daughter. went in."

The chicken coop is not big. Originally, there were only two hens, but they were caught as food. Now there will only be a collapsed fence and grass all over the place.

The snow was falling too much, a layer of thatch was covered, and all these were thrown aside, and a wooden plank barely covered the entrance to the cellar.

"Hiding in such a place, no wonder I didn't find it just now..." Wang Er turned around, "Okay, get out!"

"Don't..." The crippled man approached flatteringly, "We agreed, I'll bring you here..."

"Want to take the money back?" Wang Er laughed, "It's easy to say..."

The sharp dagger shone with a cold light, easily piercing through the worn cotton coat and piercing the heart.

The living man who thought he had escaped a catastrophe just now turned into a corpse that could no longer speak, without even uttering a scream, fell on his back to the ground and splashed a cloud of snow.

The splashed blood was still steaming, and it fell on the snow and condensed into dark red ice crystals.

Wang Er lowered his head, just in time to meet the eyes that were filled with disbelief that he couldn't close until he died.

"There's a lot of fucking nonsense, it's delaying my good work!" He bent down and pulled out his dagger, grabbed the snow to wipe off the blood on it, turned around and lifted the obstructing wooden board at the cellar entrance.

Evening wind Lie Lie couldn't cover up the girl's shrill screams.

Wang Er grabbed the slender wrist, dragged her into the room, and tore off the dust-stained old jacket on her body, mumbled obscene words: "It smells so damn good! Little beauty Don't be afraid bro...fuck..."

The bright red blood slowly trickled down his forehead. Wang Er subconsciously touched it, and belatedly felt the pain from the blunt instrument hitting the back of his head. He passed out without even seeing the culprit's face.

The huge body fell to the ground, and there was quite a commotion. Fortunately, although the village has a small population, it has a vast area, and no other bandits were disturbed.

Li Yan propped his knees and let out a long sigh of relief, and turned his gaze to meet a pair of round eyes and a livid face.

"Hold!"

Li Yan was so frightened that he fell to the ground that he realized that the face was Li Gui who had just died in the hands of the bandits. In panic, he took two mouthfuls of cold air and coughed uncontrollably.

Just now he was hiding in the distance, and when he saw the bandit's knife from a distance, he knew that Li Gui's life was probably in danger, but he didn't expect the death to be so scary.

While coughing, he couldn't help but look down.

Because of the beatings, Li Gui's already blue face was mottled with redness, swelling and bruises, the bridge of his nose was crooked, and bloodstains were mottled on his chin and chin, which was particularly ferocious under the dim light.

In the past many years, Li Yan had hoped that Li Gui would die sooner than once, but now that he really saw it, he felt mixed feelings.

Chun Xing couldn't stop screaming. The little girl was only 13 years old. She was terrified when she experienced this kind of thing suddenly. She didn't know that she was saved, she curled up with her head in her arms and refused to look up.

Li Yan managed to stop coughing, and wanted to remind her that if she kept shouting like this, even if she was unconscious, she might call other thieves over. When she looked up, she saw the ragged jacket on her body that had been ripped open. .

The little girl's figure has not yet grown, most of her shoulders are exposed, mottled with bruised finger marks, shivering in the cold wind.

"You son of a bitch!"

Li Yan took off the jacket on his body, and covered his head completely.

Chun Xing poked her head out from under her jacket, revealing a pair of red and swollen eyes, her palm-sized face was covered with tears, one cheek was swollen, and she couldn't even open her eyes fully. It took her a long time to see the person in front of her clearly. Tears rolled down again immediately, sobbing and shouting: "Brother Xiaoji?!"

"Put on the jacket and go back to the house!"

Usually, the two of them don't get together too much, but in this situation, Li Yan, who is not a few years older, is obviously the savior. Chun Xing put on the jacket indiscriminately, sobbed, got up and walked into the house .

Li Yan turned his back and glanced at the unconscious bandit at his feet.

Most men in this world regard the thing that grows between their legs as the most precious thing, but unfortunately, such two taels of meat can't be controlled.

He reached down to his waist and took out a short knife with a palm-length handle.

He has been carrying this knife since he was a child. Although he has never used it, he has always maintained it carefully. It is a sharp weapon that cuts iron like mud.

I just didn't expect to see blood on my hands for the first time to do such a thing.

Li Yan felt emotional in his heart, and suddenly felt a little disgusted, but the hand holding the knife did not hesitate at all.

The sky was full of blood.

The bandit who passed out woke up from the severe pain, and looked at the blood dripping between his legs in disbelief: "Ah, oh, oh..."

Li Yan had been prepared for a long time, and quickly stuffed a piece of rag from nowhere into his wide-open mouth, blocking the wailing and screams that were about to come out.

"If you are afraid of attracting other bandits, you shouldn't keep his life."

As soon as Li Yan breathed a sigh of relief, he heard a strange voice from behind, and suddenly turned around, and saw a young man appearing from nowhere, standing leisurely outside the dilapidated courtyard gate.

The young man looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a luxurious white fox fur, with a hood covering his head, his hands in his sleeves, only half of his face was exposed, his eyes were clear and bright, he looked like a A noble son raised by a rich family.

In comparison, Li Yan, who was covered in blood with a knife in his hand, was simply a Rakshasa.

The young man probably felt the same way, and the moment Li Yan turned around, he frowned, his eyes were full of disgust and he didn't hide it.

He turned his eyes away and just saw Li Gui's body. His originally relaxed expression immediately turned cold, and he kicked open the courtyard door and went straight into the courtyard.

Li Yan has recovered from the astonishment just now, squinting at this uninvited guest - there are some outsiders in the village on weekdays, but today there are bandits inside and out, and there are guards on several roads in and out. This guy But it seems to come out of nowhere, it really makes people have to be on guard.

In particular, there is a long sword hanging on his waist that the whole village can't afford.

"If I were an accomplice of bandits, you would already be a corpse..." The young man stopped a step away from Li Yan, looked at his guarded face and his fingers that were turning white from holding the knife too hard, and picked it up. Raising eyebrows, "The knife is a good knife, but people are a little naive."

As he spoke, he pointed to the bandit at Li Yan's feet, who was gagged but still making a lot of noise, "It's like this, although he relieves his hatred, he will recover later, and you are no match for him."

"Not an opponent?"

Li Yan was frightened and terrified this day, going back and forth on the edge of life and death, he didn't care about other things, but at this moment, he was aroused by the young man's understatement, squinted at him for a while, and suddenly laughed, He stabbed back with a knife.

The bandit on the ground was still immersed in the severe pain of being crippled, he didn't even have time to take care of the rags in his mouth, let alone slow down to take revenge on the culprit in front of him, he was stabbed in the heart with a knife, and twitched on the spot He died twice.

His hands were still covering his crotch until he died, dripping with blood.

Li Yan pulled the hem of his clothes, carefully wiped off the blood on the blade, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "What now?"

The boy who was splashed with blood because he stood too close: "..."

He lowered his head to look at the bright spots of blood on the snow-white fox fur, and then raised his eyes to see Li Yan whose face was covered with blood and couldn't see his true face clearly. Struggling for a while with the inappropriate idea of ​​wiping it clean in the snow: "You don't need to pay for the fox fur, why don't you go wash your face?"

Li Yan paused when he wiped his knife, and looked at him in disbelief for a while: "Is there something wrong with you?"

"As long as you can wash your face, it's fine..." The young man had already taken off the fox fur on his body as he spoke. He seemed to hesitate for a while, and finally folded the blood-stained part inside, and chose a part without blood. Putting the snow away, he turned around to look at Li Gui's body, "He was killed with a knife, and he couldn't be saved... Do you know his family?"

As Li Gui's so-called and only family member, Li Yan didn't answer the conversation, but just looked at the boy motionlessly while holding a clean knife.

He seemed to be a pampered and pampered young man, but he didn't even bat an eye when he saw a big living person die in front of him.

Li Gui made a big fuss with a little blood splashed on his body, Li Gui's death was so horrific, but he carefully looked at every wound on the body without frowning.

What is the origin of this guy?

The young man took out a piece of handkerchief from his arms, carefully wiped off the fingers that touched the corpse, raised his head to meet Li Yan's gaze, and seemed to see through his thoughts: "You never thought that it would be good for him to be here alone. It's been a long time, why don't my friends come to take a look?"

He tilted his head as he spoke, and tapped the corpse of the bandit on the ground with his brushed fingers, "There are many ways to steal someone's life quietly in this world, and they are clean and neat, without splashing blood on yourself and others." ...You go and wash your face, I can teach you a few tricks."

"you……"

Li Yan opened his mouth and couldn't help coughing again.

He has been in poor health since he was a child. He usually gets sick when he is not careful when he is cold or hot. In today's weather, he even took off his jacket to others, which made things worse.

If the blood is wiped clean, it can be seen that his face has long been whiter than paper, maybe with a little bruise, probably no different from Li Gui who died on the ground for a while.

He coughed so badly that the boy couldn't bear to tease him any more, and pointed behind him: "It's so cold, why don't you go in first to get warm?"

"Don't worry, I won't die..." Li Yan suppressed his cough, pinched his aching forehead, tried to stay awake, and glanced at the long sword on the young man's waist. It seems that you have killed a dozen or twenty bandits?"

"That's not true. You must have a few companions when you go out. They are finishing up there to save the locked-up villagers..." After the boy finished speaking, his tone was a little lower, "It's a pity that we arrived late. Not a small loss."

Li Yan rubbed the handle of the knife, but did not answer.

There are not many young and strong people in the village, and the bandits came suddenly. I don't know how many people were killed, and the survivors don't know where they are locked up, and how long they can live.

If he didn't just happen to be outside and just heard the noise and hid in advance, this little life would have to be accounted for here today, let alone saving people...

Thinking about it this way, he looked at the boy with complicated eyes: "What is your origin, and what are you doing in our village?"

The young man raised his eyes, ignoring that his embarrassed face was facing those dark eyes: "I don't have any background, I just practice martial arts for generations in my family, and getting rid of a few bandits is a piece of cake. By chance, we were going to Pingzhou, but the wind and snow delayed our schedule, so we wanted to spend the night in the village."

Li Yan listened to him calmly, neither believed nor disbelieved, just took the dagger and stuck it back in the back: "What's your name?"

"Huh?" The young man glanced down at his back and raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect such a response.

"If you really kill all the bandits, you will be the great benefactor of our village..." Li Yan said with a look of naturalness, "I must always remember the great kindness, and I will burn incense and worship Buddha to pray for the benefactor's longevity age."

"Then you can remember..." The young man laughed, "My surname is Yun, and my single name is Zhizhi."

Yun Zhi.

The surname Yun is not common, but Li Yan had heard of a family when he was very young.

"What about you?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Yun Zhi opened his mouth again, "I must know who I am grateful to, right?"

"Li Yan..." After Li Yan finished speaking, he glanced at him again, "Is there anything else your benefactor wants to do?"

Yun Zhi raised her eyebrows: "Is this the chase?"

"There are not many people with vacant houses in the village, and this kind of thing happened again today. If you want to find a place to stay, you'd better hurry up..." Li Yan raised his finger and pointed to the sky, with a smile on his face. The deep road is slippery, afraid that the benefactor will not be able to walk."

"Thank you for reminding..." Yunzhi tapped the bandit's body on the ground with her toes, "Someone will clean it up later, so you should rest earlier."

"That's really troublesome..." Li Yan bent down and picked up the fox fur, patted the floating snow on it, "Walk slowly."

Yun Zhi looked at him for a while, then smiled and stretched out her hand: "Farewell..."

The snowstorm continued, and the boy's figure quickly disappeared from sight. Li Yan let out a long sigh of relief.

Probably because the tense nerves finally relaxed, the headache that could be endured just now became more severe, Li Yan shook his drowsy head, and frowned unbearably.

Standing in the wind and snow for too long, I have lost consciousness all over my body, and abnormal heat spreads in my body.

He patted his face, intending to hurry back before passing out, but he stopped suddenly before taking a few steps.

Not far away, Li Gui's body was still lying there, most of his body was already covered by heavy snow.

"It's an eyesore when you're alive, and it doesn't make you feel safe when you're dead."

Li Yan sighed and walked over with his stiff legs.

The author says:

There are two chapters of pit opening routines, which will be updated tomorrow.

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It never occurred to me that I did not save the full text of the manuscript, or it took a year to open the pit.

Because I want to write a story that is not the same as before, and I want to improve a little bit.So I have deleted, deleted, edited and edited countless times, and now I have almost lost the ability to judge, so I just gritted my teeth and opened it to see everyone's feedback.

Although I don't know how many people there are, I still want to say, I've been waiting for a long time!

再次提示：李缄攻，云稚受，且年下！！感谢在2021-05-2600:00:00-2021-06-0100:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦……

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: agdash 3;