The Northern Territory of the Desolate Tribe. The outskirts of Winter City.
In the early morning, with the loud crowing of the big rooster outside the house and the shouting of his mother outside the door, little Aman climbed out of bed sleepily.
Little Aman was very excited when he thought about going to the market soon. Little Aman's family sells pastries and goes to the market in Winter City every day. This cold winter city is located at the junction of the Northern Region of Xia Kingdom and the Western Region of Xia Kingdom, but it still belongs to the city of the Northern Region in name. It is an extremely prosperous city, world-famous for its commerce. You can even see foreigners of various hair colors and skin colors in Winter City.
Little Aman is only eight years old this year, and is only seven years old in full, so she is often left at home by her parents. Therefore, only Ajie who is over sixteen years old can go to the market with her parents every day.
Last night, at Little Aman's strong request, grandma finally agreed to take Little Aman to the market today. For this reason, little Aman was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night. He thought seriously that it was more than a week ago since he last went to the market.
On the street, various sounds of buying and selling, shouting, and bargaining came together, constantly reaching Little Aman's ears. It was a lively sound that he had not seen for a long time. Little Aman flashed his big eyes and looked around excitedly. The various and dazzling array of goods on both sides of the street surprised little Aman.
After a while, my father found a wide place on the street, stopped the wooden cart, and then placed the cakes one by one with my mother and sister. Seeing this, little Aman also went to help.
Just when little Aman was squatting next to the car, holding his head and looking around, he suddenly felt a chill coming over him. Little Aman looked up and saw a young man wearing white plain clothes walking past with a half-meter-high wooden sign on his shoulders and an ink sword. Then he walked to a place not far from Little Aman's family, placed the wooden signs, and then sat aside, quietly in a daze.
That was a very good-looking little brother. Little Aman didn't know when he started to appear in the market of this cold winter city. I just vaguely remembered that he appeared when little Aman went to the market last time. On the tall wooden sign, there are a few big characters written crookedly. It's a pity that little Aman has never gone to school and doesn't know those words.
But little Aman saw a look of fear in his father's eyes when he saw those words, which made little Aman even more curious about those words.
Then, little Aman ran to ask the elder sister. The elder sister looked at the wooden sign and showed a surprised expression, but refused to tell little Aman what was written on it. Finally, after the little Aman stalked and beat him for a long time, the elder sister couldn't bear it anymore and said, "This wooden sign says kill one person with one hundred silver coins."
"It turns out he's a bad guy." Little Ah Man suddenly felt a little scared. For a while, Little Ah Man didn't even dare to look at him again.
Maybe a week had passed when I saw that person again. Maybe it was because he was such a small distance away from little Ah Man this time that Little Ah Man didn't feel so scared.
"Why is that person so cold? Doesn't he cover himself with a quilt at night?" Little Aman was a little curious, and then looked at him secretly.
Perhaps sensing Little Aman's gaze, the young man turned his head and looked at Little Aman. At the moment of eye contact, little Aman immediately felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was chilled. Little Aman quickly retracted his head and didn't dare to look around anymore.
After a while, two uniformed patrolmen came to Xiao Aman's stall.
"Uncle Zhang, look. It's so arrogant! He actually committed murder in the street in broad daylight. Is there any law?" A young-looking patrolman pointed at the wooden sign and said to the older patrolman next to him.
The older policeman ate the pastries and said without raising his head: "It's okay, it's just a little fool. The real killers are organized and have backgrounds. No one will look for him like he does when he sets up a stall on the street." of."
"That won't work either. Today I want to teach him what the king's method is."
"You only get a few dozen silver coins a month, why are you working so hard?" the older patrolman persuaded.
"Uncle Zhang, since we wear these clothes, we must maintain the law and order of this winter city." The young patrolman said firmly. Then he walked towards the young man in plain clothes.
"Hey! This is your brand."
"Do you want to kill someone? Please pay one hundred silver coins first." The young man with Mo Jian opened his eyes and asked.
The boundless pressure suddenly hit his face, making the young patrol officer feel that his body was out of control, and for a moment he even felt the threat of death. The young patrolman was stunned, tried to calm down, and then said: "The calligraphy on this sign is very beautiful, was it you who wrote it?"
"Um!"
"I just saw the beautiful writing on the card, so I came here to ask."
The young patrolman didn't remember how he came back to the stall. It was only when he sat down that he felt his feet were shaking so much and his palms were covered with sweat.
Those eyes were emotionless, as if the young patrolman was facing a ferocious beast. The young patrolman suddenly felt that Uncle Zhang was absolutely right. With just a few dozen silver coins a month, why bother working so hard? Let the big guys who receive high salaries every month do it.
"It's probably going to rain today. Let's go back early today." Grandma looked up at the sky and suddenly said to little Aman's father.
After being reminded by his mother, little Ah Man realized that the sun had already set before he knew it.
Little Aman secretly glanced at the Mo Jian young man not far away, only to find that he had disappeared.
"What a lazy person." Little Aman wrinkled his nose.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Aman's family of four began to close the stall and go home.
Halfway through the journey, the sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder roared. After a while, countless raindrops sprinkled on the ground like broken beads.
Seeing this, little Aman's father quickly carried little Aman into the wooden cart.
"Little Aman is like a drowned rat." Ajie said with a smile from the side.
Little Aman made a face at Sister A dissatisfied.
"This section of road is remote, and robberies have occurred here before. We have to speed up." Little Aman's father said with a worried look, "We'll be fine after we pass this section."
Due to the sudden change in the weather, little Aman's father did not choose the official road that he often took this time to go home. Instead, he chose this short but sparsely populated path.
"Robbers don't have the habit of robbing on rainy days. If there were such diligent robbers, they wouldn't do such murderous things." The girl on the front of the car joked with a chuckle.
"Damn girl, Jing has learned to talk back. Did the nvhong who taught you last time learn it?" Mom said pretending to be angry.
"No." The girl said bluntly.
"You don't know anything? What will you do when you get married in the future?" My mother said with a worried look on her face.
"Then I won't get married. I want to stay with my mother and father all my life." The girl acted coquettishly. This was her special skill, and she could get past her every time.
At this moment, two strange men wearing strange clothes slowly appeared in front of the wooden cart of Xiao Aman's family, exuding an astonishing smell of alcohol.
Even in the car, little Aman could smell the disgusting smell of alcohol. Little Aman opened the car window and looked at them, and found that they had silver hair and green eyes, and they were the legendary Western alien race.
As they passed the wooden cart leisurely, they saw the girl on the front of the cart. He suddenly rushed up, hugged the girl forcefully, and said some words that were incomprehensible.
Seeing his eldest daughter being humiliated, little Aman's father was so angry that he grabbed the wooden stick in the car and hit the other girl. At the same time, he shouted loudly: "What do you two bastards want to do? You are molesting women in broad daylight. Is there any more royal law?”
The thick wooden stick hit the opponent, but it broke as if hitting an iron block, and at the same time it aroused the opponent's ferocity. In the eyes of little Aman, the opponent suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist, waved it casually, and then his father's head flew directly into the sky.
"Abba!" The girl struggled desperately, her face turned pale after seeing the terrible scene.
When my mother saw this, she was stunned. After a moment, she realized what she was doing and cried loudly: "Beasts! You will not die well."
Then he reached out and grabbed the other person. One of the alien men impatiently swung his sword, and then, the mother's whole body was split into two halves.
The little Aman in the car was already crying with fright. Just when she climbed out of the car, she was suddenly kicked away and fainted.
At this time, there were dark clouds in the sky, and thunder occasionally sounded. The wind became stronger and stronger, and the rain became heavier and heavier.
During the storm, two Western alien men excitedly dragged the struggling girl into the woods beside the road.
Who is crying in the wind? In the rain, who is crying in despair?
After the wind and rain, the broken peach blossoms were left on the ground.
The cold body in the water speaks of the helpless cruelty of this place.
