Although it is the summer solstice, the north is still cold. Only the cold wind can roll around happily in the snow and then pick up a few leaves in the woods.
Something was darting through the woods, but I couldn't see its shape, only the whistling of the wind and the messy footprints of horses' hooves on the ground. When I reached the mountain, the hooves disappeared, leaving only a field of muddy, rotten snow, and broken, withered leaves.
"It's really strange. I heard the sound of horses, but why can't I see any horses?" A Northern Yi soldier muttered in a low voice.
"Perhaps the wild horses entered the forest, lost their way, and retreated. If we follow their tracks before the snow covers them, we might even be able to catch a few war horses."
The Beiyi team left, and three tall horses appeared on the mountain in the flying snow.
After a while, there were roars and wails in the direction where the northern barbarians were heading.
A moment later, bloodstains spread out on the white snow.
"Damn Dongwu people, so treacherous and cunning!" The few people who escaped death supported each other and cursed, limping back to Beidi City.
Behind them lay a large pit, with a number of men and horses impaled on sharp bamboo poles at the bottom. Some were fresh, some were frozen, a re-used trap.
"Boy Chan, it's you who won the battle without bloodshed..." Rong Baichuan gave him a thumbs up.
When they arrived at the forest, they heard the sound of horse hooves and knew that they were patrol soldiers from the Northern Barbarians. Rong Baichuan planned to go up and kill them directly.
Chanbei has an idea.
He displaced their horseshoe prints and landed on a dead end.
Rong Baichuan suddenly had a lazy idea.
He asked curiously, "If you kill a mortal, will you be punished by heaven?"
Rong Yubai looked at his father and felt that he was thinking about something crazy.
Chanbei was silent for a moment, then said, "I am outside the Three Realms and not bound by the laws of Heaven. But if I do something wrong, it will be very difficult for the Queen of Heaven to deal with it if she finds out."
Ye He, that man, appeared noble and aloof, but in reality he was a chatterbox. When the underworld first opened, he had to bow his head and be scolded every day.
Born in the "strange" chaos of another world, he was untethered. He was held captive by the Celestial Palace simply because they were his friends. He willingly accepted their shackles.
Rong Baichuan touched his chin, a cunning look in his eyes. "In that case, I have a bold idea..."
"No." Before he could finish his words, Chan Bei decisively refused. "The fate of mortals is already determined. If I interfere too much, the underworld will be in chaos."
In addition to the Hades, the Underworld also has its own indigenous peoples who rule their own territories and are led by the Ghost King. However, they are stronger, and the Ghost King submits to the Underworld out of fear.
If the balance of the underworld is disrupted due to external interference, disaster will occur.
"Oh, yes." Rong Baichuan understood, "I can't cause trouble for your sweetheart."
"It's not like that..." Chanbei blushed slightly.
Du Niang is the soft spot in his heart, but his consideration is the balance of the three realms, not love.
"I've been there, I understand."
Rong Baichuan winked at him in a daze, reined in his horse, turned around, and went around the mountain to the city.
The sky was gloomy, the city gates were closed, black mist lingered in the sky, and the city was peaceful and lonely.
The once bustling, dazzling and colorful city in the north has lost all its colors, leaving only the red plum blossoms in the courtyard, blood scabs on the wall, and helpless eyes in the corner.
"Sir, please give me something to eat..." When brocade boots appeared in front of him, the little beggar hurriedly grabbed the hem of the person's skirt.
The lady in brocade boots said nothing, but the nanny behind her scolded her fiercely, "You stinky beggar, you stained the lady's skirt, can you afford to pay for it?"
Then a pair of big feet stepped hard on the little beggar's hands, crushing them hard. The frozen red flesh spun and cracked, revealing the white bones.
The little beggar was speechless due to the pain, and his red eyes were filled with endless despair.
Before the northern barbarians came, beggars in the city could still get a chance to survive by begging from the rich.
After the northern barbarians arrived, every household closed their doors and windows, hoping to survive one day at a time in the chaotic world.
Those homeless beggars have only broken houses in the city, and dry bones buried in the snow, or other...
I want to see spring again and see the gorgeous fragrance again.
The little beggar closed his eyes in pain and cold. He thought that in this short and miserable life, he should have paid for the sins of his previous life.
In his next life, can he also become one of those glamorous and beautiful people?
In his dying moments, he could faintly hear screams, and then he fell into the hot spring. After half a year, he felt the warmth again.
"Is spring here?" He murmured softly, but no one could hear him.
There is no spring in the cold north, they just mistake warmth for spring.
"Spring is coming soon."
"Your sins have been forgiven, and from now on only the warm sunshine of spring remains."
A word of hope struck the quiet lake in his heart, rippling it for a long time. It seemed as if someone responded to him, but he was too exhausted to open his eyes.
"Little Bean, Little Bean..." I don't know how long it took before I heard a familiar voice calling me, and the long-lost smell of meat lingered in my nose.
He slowly opened his burning eyes, and what came into view were his sister's worried eyes and happy face.
"Sister." He called softly in a hoarse voice.
"Are you dead too?" It was so warm and smelled like meat, he must have gone to heaven.
"No, my sister is not dead, and you are not dead either." The little girl's eyes were filled with tears.
They were only five or six years old, with small bodies, holding up tiny beans.
The warm moonlight shone through the window lattice, and they sat in the "spring day".
A lonely temple in the mountains hides countless children from the city.
They didn't know how they got here, they just dreamed of hot springs and felt warm all over. When they woke up, the room was full of warmth and sweet fragrance.
When the teenagers saw firewood and meat in the house, they started to scramble for them, but in the process, they felt as if they were being pricked by needles.
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