I see the snow

In mid-December, the border is prosperous.

Mu Ziling entered Chifeng Pass as scheduled.

This is the most dangerous and critical border town in the border between Liang Cheng and Sheng Yang.

It can be said that if the south side of Chifengguan is lost, the entire southern part of Shengyang will be like soft flesh without armor, and there will be no place for defense at all, and it can only be slaughtered.

Fortunately, the terrain of Chifeng Pass is rugged, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Whether it is for Liang Cheng or Sheng Yang, the opponent's territory is not easy to win.It has been so peaceful for decades.

The patrol soldiers came out early to patrol, and when it was just dawn, they climbed up to the guard post with a yawn to keep an eye on them.

"Was the wine good yesterday?"

A soldier tucked his hands into the sleeves of his cotton-padded jacket, and said with a silly smile, "Isn't it mellow and mellow? Hey, I have to drink a jug every month since I came here to serve as a sentry!"

On a cold and chilly winter day, a layer of white frosty mist is formed when the hot air exits while speaking.

The soldier hugged the people around him, and asked anxiously: "How much money do you still have in your monthly salary, why don't we leave the sentry tonight, and then go..."

The colleague was probably a newcomer, with a still tender face, he stammered and declined: "No, no, no! After receiving the money, I will send it to my mother..."

The veteran laughed loudly, pinched the recruit's red cheek, and cursed angrily:

"Damn Sheng Yang! All the oil and water have flowed into the pockets of those fat and fat officials and grandchildren! If it weren't for the fact that I haven't got a wife yet, why would I miss going to that little lady's tavern every month to drink!?"

The border of Chifengguan, far away from all the prosperous royal capitals, is dry and cold.

There are only gravel and bushes that can't bloom.

"Hey, where did it come from!"

But all of a sudden, the bored old soldier on the sentry post suddenly stood up, waved his halberd, and said impatiently, "You, it's you!"

Not far from the site, a young man in a black cloak walked over at some unknown time.

He was wearing a black cloak, and the wind and sand made the cloak flutter, making it impossible to see his true face.He could only see what appeared to be a white dress under the black cloak.

Mu Ziling raised his head upon hearing the sound, and followed the source of the sound.He looked at the two people on the site, and a smile slowly formed on his lips.

"Is this the side of Chifeng Guan Shengyang?"

Mu Ziling walked towards the sentry station, raised his head and asked.

The patrolling soldiers saw that the visitor was thin and thin, and even looked a little thin in the whistling wind and sand, as if she was a beautiful and gentle woman.He couldn't help slowing down his tone, and teasingly said: "Yes! Where did the little lady come from, can I come to visit your Lang Guan?"

After saying that, he laughed loudly, Mu Ziling was taken aback, his eyes were sick and gloomy, and he murmured: "Little lady?"

"interesting."

Immediately, his treacherous smile became wider, and he asked with a smile: "Which official can lead me into the city to meet your general who defends the city?"

The patrolling soldiers had already come down, and he moved in front of Mu Ziling foolishly.

In the howling wind and sand, he had not fully heard Mu Ziling's voice.I just feel a little feminine, not as soft as ordinary women.

"Is there any customs clearance document?"

The patrolling soldier said: "You come from Liang Cheng...you have to pass the customs documents when you enter the city."

Mu Ziling's whole body was tightly wrapped, only his hands were hanging down in his sleeves, they were white and lonely, and he could see them vaguely.

The patrolman was about to hold his hand, and said as he moved: "Why wear a cloak, if you think the wind and sand are too strong, you might as well come to our guard station and sit for a while—"

However, before he finished speaking, the moment the patrolman touched Mu Ziling's fingers, those pale and slender fingers suddenly turned into bright red snakes!

The patrolman screamed in fright, but Mu Ziling laughed loudly. He lifted his cloak, grabbed the patrolman by the throat with one hand and lifted him up.

It wasn't until this moment that the bold patrolman really saw his face clearly.

They were a pair of long and narrow eyes with dark and deep pupils, like a pool of water in a deep forest, cold and clear.

And the tear mole under those eyes added a bit of charm and beauty to these sick and gloomy eyes.

"Take me to meet your defender."

Mu Ziling said softly that he was clearly extremely handsome. When he was staring at the person at this moment, the patrolman didn't appreciate it. He just felt that the hairs all over his body were about to explode, and he felt an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Do you hate him?"

Mu Ziling asked: "Your general... Take me to see him, and I will let him die before you."

After finishing speaking, he threw the patrol soldier on the ground as if he was throwing something dirty. The veteran held his throat and coughed, and staggered up, but the next moment he felt something wet and slippery licking his cheek.

——A ghost with a big head and a small body was riding on the shoulder of the patrolman, screaming greedily, and leaning over to lick him from time to time.

"Be good."

Mu Ziling put down his cloak again, his clothes were white, like a sick and noble young man.

However, the scarlet snake king was wrapped around his neck, and pressed against Mu Ziling's cheek intimately, every inch of cold and rough scales scraped on his delicate and pale skin.

"Keep your mouth shut."

Mu Ziling glanced at the ghost with warning eyes, and said coldly: "If you ruin my business, I will burn you to ashes."

The patrolman suddenly felt a lightness on his neck, as if the evil spirit curled up shyly.

……

At the same time, Liang Cheng Yejiao.

The sky is bright, and there are still a few sporadic stars in the dark sky.

In the humid and cold air, tens of thousands of troops gathered silently, and the soldiers in pitch-black armor formed two neat square formations, led by Liang Wang Qin Yi.

He stood on a high platform, facing the crowd, and the bright red military flag fluttered in the wind.

So many people gathered in the same place, yet no one made a sound.Everything is silent: silent assembly, silent counting, silent waiting for departure.

Qin Yi's armor was hard, and he looked at his soldiers without saying a word.

The lieutenant gave everyone a bowl of wine, Qin Yi wiped a gash on his palm, blood dripped into the wine.He swung his head up to the generals, drank it all, and smashed the empty bowl to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, there were tens of thousands of porcelain bowls smashing to the ground one after another.

...The dispatch of troops this time is to attack and plunder other countries, and a surprise is needed, so everything is done in a low-key manner.

Qin Yi nodded, spit out the white mist, and stared at the dark army and the distant stars in the sky.Thinking silently: Can we win Shengyang South in one fell swoop?

... Huaian, alone towards our vision, has taken another step forward.

He gestured silently, and the army suddenly turned around like a group of ghosts walking in the dark and set off without a sound.

Qin Yi stepped on a black horse and walked to the front of the entire queue.

In the biting cold wind, he pressed a piece of white jade to his lips, and kissed it cautiously and preciously.He kissed the delicate pattern engraved on it and carefully put it in his arms.

……

Outside Chifeng Pass, which was a hundred miles away, was different from the tranquility and laziness a few hours ago. Now Chifeng Pass has become a sea of ​​blood burning with flames.

There were screams, children crying, and chaotic begging for mercy.The magnificent blue flag had been thrown away long ago, and it was planted on the ground in an unsteady manner, wet with blood.

The vegetables and fruits sold were crushed by horseshoes, and the streets outside were filled with black smoke and twisted and fallen corpses.

"cough……"

Mu Ziling dressed in white, slowly pushed open the city gate, and climbed up the city tower slowly in a light robe.

This is the third city he captured.

Different from the normal army, which became more and more tired with each battle, the more dead and wounded the ghost soldiers under his command, the more income he had under his command.

When the first border city fell, it was doomed that none of the four cities of Chifeng Pass would be spared.

"What kind of evil spirit am I..."

Mu Ziling stared at the resentful ghosts who burned, killed, looted, and were about to destroy the entire city until their lives were wiped out.

The invisible ghosts were laughing and playing around, tearing apart the body of Sheng Yang soldier cruelly and easily, greedily sucking at the cross-section in twos and threes.

Blood flowed in all directions, flowing everywhere like streams of streams.There are also brightly colored venomous snakes swimming lazily across Blood Creek.

"It is said that the most murderous generals will not harm women and children."

Mu Ziling murmured, he stared at his fingers, and an unspeakable smile floated on his pale face, mixed with self-mockery and self-loathing:

"...It's ridiculous that the patrolman is obsessed with this pair of skins. He doesn't know how dirty things are under the skins!"

"I'm hopeless, Ah Zhu."

The young man in white caressed the vermilion snake on his wrist, and there were one or two spots of bright red blood on the top of his white clothes—the wound on his chest had opened again.

Mu Ziling covered his lips and coughed, a salty smell of rust filled his throat.

He looked at the blood on his fingertips, and said indifferently: "After my death, my body should be sealed in a coffin, so that I can live forever and never be reincarnated—otherwise, this kind of soul will probably be a ghost that even the Nine Heavens Gods can't save, right?"

In the chaos of howling and howling, no one responded.Only Ah Zhu's vertical pupils looked at Mu Ziling silently.

It has been with him ever since he tamed the most venomous king snake when he was a boy.

From the gloomy youth, the child who was stared at in the Wulian Palace; to the Liangcheng Palace under the fence, the master of evil spirits bowed by all ghosts, Ah Zhu has seen Mu Ziling at every moment.

It's just that as the time went by, it became more and more difficult for Ah Zhu to understand what Mu Ziling was thinking.

"How ridiculous," Mu Ziling said softly, "I used to hate Yunyan so much...but now I have killed more people than Yunyan's royal families combined!"

"—When I was fighting against 'evil', I turned into 'evil' itself...?"

"mother……"

Downstairs, the recruit who was held hostage by Mu Ziling outside Chifeng Pass was stunned when he saw this scene.

He and the veteran on duty were captured by Mu Ziling and led the way. The veteran killed the guard with his own hands, and then became insane, which angered Mu Ziling. After being glanced at by Mu Ziling, he suddenly exploded and died.

He didn't dare to do anything wrong, he wanted to save his life and go home to see his old mother who was waiting for him, but when he came here, he suddenly went crazy.

Amidst the blazes raging in the city, more than half of the corpses on the streets were women, children and old people. The young soldiers who were soldiers rushed home with red eyes, only to find that the thatched huts scattered all over the place were empty. one person!

"What about my mother..."

The recruits cried out in despair: "Where is my mother!"

Mu Ziling looked down indifferently from the high city tower, watching the young man crying and howling as he searched for his mother from street to alley.

It wasn't until in a collapsed ruin that the young man found the stiff and charred body of the old woman from the dust.

He hugged the corpse and wept bitterly, his shoulders trembling violently.

Mu Ziling watched all this, the young man howled in grief, his heavy and bloated cotton coat was blackened by the flames.

After a long time, he put down his long-dead mother—the old man was thin and shriveled, like a withered core.

He picked up a broken wooden stick in his hand, stood up slowly, and rushed towards Mu Ziling with a loud cry——

However, before he reached the bottom of the tower, he was entangled by a pale ghost with hanging hair. His sharp nails pierced into his chest, and with a "poof", all the five internal organs of the young man were pulled out.

Warm blood flowed out, the young man couldn't help twitching, his originally red cheeks turned pale and cold, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.

—he knew it.

Compared with Mu Ziling's fierce ghost, when he grabbed the broken wooden stick and rushed towards Mu Ziling, he knew he would die.

But he was careful all the way, not daring to provoke Mu Ziling in the slightest, and he just wanted to get here.

After eating the internal organs, the ghost casually threw the young man's body on the ground.Then move on to the next target.

Three strings of copper coins fell out of the dead body's arms and were immersed in the cold sticky blood.

Mu Ziling watched silently. After a long time, he raised his hand slightly, and the string of copper coins moved slightly, but Mu Ziling immediately closed his fingers again, and the copper coins fell silent again.

Mu Ziling smiled slightly. He kept coughing in the cold desert wind. There were more and more dead bodies in the city, and his heart became more and more numb. A cloud of dark blood, said with a low smile:

"Ah Zhu, how do you think people can feel warm?"

A'Zhu stood on his shoulder, looking at him wordlessly, while Mu Ziling stared at the dead city on the border of the yellow sand, and said after a long time:

"When I was in Yunyan, I thought that if I got beautiful clothes, enough charcoal, I wouldn't feel cold if I didn't have to be bullied by anyone."

"But now that I have done all this and killed all the people I hate, why don't I feel warm even if I dip my hands in human blood?"

"Is it because my sun never rises—"