?Three days later, Changhe Town.

The snow was shaking, and the far-far passenger who was walking unloaded his shoulders and sat down at the table.

"A bowl of noodles, a plate of meat, and a jar of wine."

Shaozhen looked up, and his eyes looked at the faraway guest without any trace, and responded quickly, turning to the back hall to give instructions. When he returned to the cabinet, he did not move any of the words he had written before.

The far-distance guest was sitting in a silence without taking it, just sitting in a silence. At this moment, there were many people in the store and it was noisy and noisy. Shaozhen went to the hall to clean up the dishes, chopsticks, tables and chairs, but Yu Guang never left the far-distance guest.

He smelled the bloody smell of this man.

The kind of engraved bones reveals the invisible pressure of tyranny.

The far guest suddenly looked up, revealing his dry well's eyes, staring at Shao Zhen. Shao Zhen's fingers trembled immediately. Fortunately, he often hangs in the lower nine streams, so he even calmed his expression on his face, and turned around inadvertently.

But the gaze nailed to the back was like a leopard beast, and Shaozhen almost thought that his back would be torn apart by this gaze. He quickly flashed to the back hall and leaned against the wall to relax his spirit.

Rong Yang was helping in the back hall. When he heard that he came in, no one was coming, and he said, "Shaozhen?"

Shao Zhen walked over quickly and whispered: "The one sitting in the hall is afraid--"

"A bowl of noodles."

Someone stood suddenly at the door of the back hall, through the curtain, as if he was suppressing his voice, and said in a heavy and slow voice: "I want a bowl of noodles, when will it be served?"

It was actually that far away guest.

Shaozhen held Rongyang and walked a few steps to the door. He suddenly raised the curtain, revealing a very bright smile, and said quickly: "Wait, we have a great soup, and it will be a waste of time. You sit in the hall, and the younger one will bring you a plate of fragrant beans."

Yuanke and Shao Zhen separated a few steps, and both of them saw each other clearly. Under the hat was Zhang Gong's face without showing signs, with no expression on his face. While staring at Shao Zhen, he raised his hand and slowly pressed down the hat. He said, "Hurry, kid."

Shaozhen saw that he was wearing a hard ring with an iron-knit on his raised hand, and a split scar on the tiger's mouth. He raised his hand and asked, "Hey, let me get it for you."

This bowl of noodles was eaten very quickly, and the Yuanke seemed to be still on the way. He carried the bag again, and Shaozhen realized that there would never be clothes in the bag. When the Yuanke carried it on his shoulders, it not only showed the weight because the sleeves were wrinkled, but also because the bag was extremely long, it should have some kind of long stuff.

The far-far guest came over to crush the broken silver. When Shaozhen checked the cash, he suddenly asked, "How far is this place from Lianti Village."

"One and a half hours of running."

"One and a half." The faraway guest repeated heavily, slowly let go of the silver, and left the noodle shop without saying a word.

Shaozhen didn't move and waited for the faraway passengers to disappear on the street before he picked up the silver piece and sniffed it under his nose.

A smell of blood that seems to be there or not.

Fence yard.

Shi Yu bit his pen and supported himself on the bed. At this moment, he wore a loose underwear, and the strength of the shoulder and arm muscles could be clearly seen in the ups and downs. Zhong You sat on the back waist, and the gentleman held the book, but his eyes fell on Shi Yu's back and waist. Especially the lines of the back waist suddenly narrowed, constantly closing in places he could feel it.

Male sex is a man.

Zhong You recited silently for a few times, but he didn't look away.

Shi Yu's temples were sweating, but he didn't stop. He bit the pen's teeth and used some force to listen to Zhong You's number. Not long after, he suddenly loosened the pen and looked back at Zhong You, saying, "Why are you counting less and less?"

Zhong You stopped, his eyes slipped around his waist silently, and said, "...... If you count too much, you will be messed up." He said, and stood up, lay down on Shi Yu's side, flipped through the pages that had not moved before, and said, "It's almost time to take a shower."

Shi Yu rubbed his head and breathed in his ear: "Just look?"

Zhong You read a book seriously, "It's not too late."

Shi Yu glanced at the window and said, "It's black." He said, and stood by the screen and said, "Sir."

Zhong You looked over.

Shi Yu smiled, "Don't peep."

Zhong You's book pages were thrust, and he raised his eyes and his face turned a little indescribable and seductive. There was nothing to say, first, call Shi Yu's throat to roll, flashed to the back of the screen to wash it cool.

Shi Yu was still wet when he came out. He leaned over to support Zhong You, and his head hung down to ask for help. Zhong You couldn't read any more, so he turned his head to respond to Shi Yu. Shi Yu pressed his body, pulled the book away, and threw it firmly on the bedside table.

The candlelight burst out lightly, and the atmosphere became hotter.

"The barrel has not been packed yet." Zhong You got so hot that he kissed him.

Shi Yu responded and got up and poured the water. It was dark now and the cold wind was blowing outside. Shi Yu tightened the door of the main house, looked at the charcoal fire in the flue, and went back to the kitchen to burn some hot water.

When he stood in the kitchen, he listened to the whistling wind in the yard, shaking the branches, and even breaking a few branches. He swept the yard clean in the daytime and could hear the sound of the branches shave the ground and hit the pillars.

The water gradually rolled.

The sound of water, wind, and the sound of squirming were mixed. Shi Yu listened, but frowned.

He also heard other sounds, not the wind, but the sound of his feet stepping on the snow. For only a moment, he stepped on the edge of the fence wall, sank steadily, and quickly took it back.

Who will visit now?

Shi Yu remained silent and stepped to the door, and his eyes looked out through the crack of the door.

There is no one in front of the fence.

Shi Yu was not in a hurry. He was often extremely patient at this time. He moved his feet and his eyes slowly slid from one end to the other side. The fence yard was low, and the peach tree supported the branches and fell down to a dark cover.

The wind and snow also played a role, making Shi Yu unable to see it clearly.

But he was sure there was someone standing there.

The water in the pot was rolling loudly, and Shi Yu didn't move. The other party didn't know if he noticed something, but he saw the corner of the robe that was swaying in the dark.

Zhong You suddenly sneezes. When he almost hit another one while blocking the tip of his nose, Shi Yu came back. He sat on the bed and turned around and said, "Why have you been there for so long?"

Shi Yu smiled and said, "The water has been boiling for a long time."

They came over and blew the candle and went to bed. After the two of them talked for a while, Zhong You gradually became conscious and fell asleep. Shi Yu shook his hand without closing his eyes.

The brown robe horns flashed in my mind, and the person who was keen intuition noticed was not good.

He rubbed the back of Zhong You's hand, and his figure lying on his side blocked Zhong You in his shadow, like a crawling beast in the darkness.

The next day, Shi Yu said to Zhong You and went out. However, he did not go directly to the stone wall courtyard, but turned to the road to Dongshan.

It's still early.

Shi Yu walked unhappily, as if he was looking for something carefully. He followed the field and soon saw footprints. But it was very mixed, with livestock and villagers.

Shi Yu squatted down, scraped the fine velvet snow that had just fallen, and turned around the edge of his footprints with his fingertips.

Anyone who passes the knuckles deep is either livestock or villagers. Because there is only one kind of person who goes to the east mountain now, who is a firewood picker in winter. Most of the livestock are cattle or mules. The villagers are heavy feet, but they will fall deep because they carry firewood.

But if you only step on a thin layer, it means that you are quite a bit from the bottom.

Meng Chen took Shi Yu for seven years, and in addition to his skills, he also gave all his scattered people in the Beiyang Army. They took on all the business in Mengguan, and they might encounter robbery outlaws. It is impossible to say that they have never lost goods in the aisle, but they can chase them back every time. Shi Yu is most familiar with this method of border scouts.

The fine snow is not solid, and ordinary people will definitely trap if they step on it. Only those with great skill can call it "no traces on the snow". Because lifting the air and moving quickly is often the best choice for evacuation at a very fast speed, but this situation is not something that everyone can do, so there is often only a thin layer left. When it comes to heavy snow, it can cover it and disappear in just a moment.

Shi Yu followed his footprints and circled around. He knew that this was the reason why the other party noticed him last night, but in terms of tracing in the snow, who in the world can compare with the Beiyang Army who has been rolling snow with Dayuan for many years?

Shi Yu found the snow nest and was trapped in the field tunnel. He jumped down, pulled open the bottom, and found a half-burned fire note. The other party had long disappeared, which means he was a veteran, who knew how to keep an eye on and was very cautious.

Shi Yu squatted under the bottom and became more careful. He saw a trace of slipping, which must have been lying out for a long time. Shi Yu leaned over and followed the seal and lay down on it.

In this bedroom, you can see the gullies and trees in the fields and land on the fence courtyard. It is not too far away, and you can clearly see the fence courtyard.

The other party retreated here last night and stared at him all night.

Not only that, Shi Yu found that his arm could be stretched out a little, leaving a narrow mouth on the lying mark.

Such a narrow mouth cannot be a knife edge, it can only be a type of □□, and the weight hits this point, leaving the mouth behind.

Watch, peep, bow/cross, fence courtyard.

Shi Yu jumped up, and he beat around and swept around. It was already certain that someone had targeted Zhong You.

There are people, staring, and up, Zhong, You, now.

This thought was in my heart, Shi Yu crushed the toes and licked his lower lip, as if the ferocious beast with its fangs was exposed, and a dark and cruel look flashed into his eyes.

Zhong Youzhong was wondering when the person would come back, but he saw Shi Yu bringing a box into the kitchen.

"Eat with a meal with clean hands." Zhong You opened the door for him and said, "Have you returned to the yard?"

"Hold something." Shi Yu shook the box, turned his head and kissed him on his temple when he passed by Zhong You, went over and placed the box on the top of the cabinet, and pushed it in.

Zhong You thought it was the debris you wanted to use, and just said, "Don't put it in a mess, you should forget where to put it later."

Shi Yu responded, cleaned his hands, held the meal, and pressed his chest towards the main house, saying, "I listen to you, Mr."

Zhong You forgot about this before he finished eating. After Shi Yu washed the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, he closed the door, carried the box down, and squatted to open it.

There were many things in the box, all with blades. Shi Yu turned to the bottom and pulled out a thin ridge. However, the length of the forearm and the tips were bulging out a thin thorn, but when he slid his fingers, he could only leave a ridge.

This thing is very forged, and the court is now strictly controlling the entry and exit of knife tools. It shouldn't be something Shi Yu could get, and it was indeed not something he was satisfied with, but was bought by Meng Chen.

He always carries with him when he runs the goods. He has been with Zhong You for a long time and hasn't touched him for a long time.

Shi Yu closed the box and put it back the same way. He put the thorns in the inner sleeve. Once there was any difference, he could buy it immediately.

The eyes of the broken hair were very quiet. He pushed open the door and Zhong You was working on a book. Shi Yu closed the door, went to the window, picked the book, and took a look.

After a while, he suddenly said to Zhong You, "Sir." Zhong You looked up and saw that he blocked half of his face with a book. He looked at himself, and said, "Can the table be removed from the bedside? It's cold by the window."
Chapter completed!