The Sword Dynasty

Snowflakes are very light and soft, but when they are thickly stacked, they show a very different taste. The sound of broken branches in the mountain forest is endless.

It is not just dead branches. The trunks that are more stretched and more branched in the weekdays bear more weight. They often break when the breeze blows and swings, which suddenly breaks and exposes the freshest break.

Ye Xinhe wears an old yellow bamboo hat, wears sandals, and walks on a snowy road in the mountains.

The snow on the mountain road was thick, and he never crossed his ankles when he stepped on it. Even the hunters in the mountain could not close the door. The mountain was cold and everything was quiet.

There is a small courtyard with dry wood as a fence in the valley, and it seems to be crumbling in the snow, but there is smoke in the bark chimney on the eaves, and there is fire in it, but it gives a warm feeling.

Ye Xinhe came to visit his friends like a long way, but he came to this small courtyard in a hurry like a traveler who encountered unexpectedly heavy snow, pushed open the humble chaiyuan door, and walked into the small courtyard.

The wooden house, which seemed fragile in the snow and wind, was very simple. Apart from a hammock of animal skin, there was only a stone stove with a stone pot.

Some of the leaky walls are rich, covered with millet rice, dried meat, and some dried wild vegetables and dried mushrooms.

The flames in the stone cooktop are not strong, and some dry wood has turned into a red charcoal fire, illuminating half of the owner of this wooden house.

This is a middle-aged hunter.

At least that's how he dresses up, but compared to ordinary Orion, even in such a humble room, he looks very clean, even pure.

His clothes were also contaminated with dust and fireworks, but these traces were very new.

Because as he breathes, there is always some strange power to push the old dust away from him.

Under the fire light, his skin had a jade-like luster, shining with fluorescence.

He is cooking a snake soup at this time. The white jade-like snake meat in the light rice porridge keeps rolling. At this time, he just added some chopped dried jade-like wild vegetables. He is holding a wooden spoon. Turning slowly, very patient.

The aroma and sweetness of a very good soup only exudes softness. Like the warm fire, it can even make people temporarily forget the chill.

"Winter Snake Soup, seems a bit outdated."

Ye Xinhe raised his eyebrows slightly. He sat down on the floor opposite the middle-aged hunter, toasting his own pair of straw sandals, while looking at the pot of snake soup, and said slowly.

Listening to his words, the middle-aged hunter smiled slightly and said, "This is the unique yellow snake in the mountain of Yuyang County. It originally swallowed yellow croaker seedlings when the yellow flowers bloomed in the mountains. The most fat, but fat and greasy If you are not tired of eating, and really pursue the ultimate taste, in fact, it is the best in winter, the meat is thin and delicate, extremely delicious, plus the dried seasoning in autumn to the right now, it is a perfect match. The entire Yanjing There will be no more delicious soup than this."

"The spring thunder sounds the recovery of everything, and the yellow snake is easy to catch when it comes out of the hole. Although you think that the yellow snake is too fat at that time, it is easier to catch than when you were covered in snow. At this time, it is cold in winter. It’s hard to find even practitioners. It takes a lot of effort to get this soup, but it seems a bit outdated.” Ye Xinhe also smiled faintly.

The middle-aged Orion listened to these words, but instead smiled more and shook his head: "Although I am indeed the strongest Master Yan in the area of ​​Yuyang, I have been living in seclusion for many years. For me, let your dynasty change, but it is not as good as my soup. But you still came from afar, afraid of my shot. Even if I saw my patience in this soup, but still killing intent, it is also Some are outdated."

"Non-my family is alien." Ye Xinhe's face is still mild, but he is outspoken, "after all, he is not at ease."

"Slow down the snow trail in this mountain when you come and watch the traces of my stay in this mountain. The confidence and momentum have become more perfect in this courtyard. I must think that I have absolute confidence in killing me. If I am not used by you, you will It’s just a pity to kill me, but it’s still out of place.” The middle-aged hunter put down the wooden spoon, caught a few pieces of charcoal fire from the stone stove, put it in a black stone basin beside him, and then looked at Ye Xinhe, Smiled: "Because I don't use this snake soup exclusively, but specially used to entertain a guest from afar. In addition to this snake soup, there is a dish that is grilled fish, and the fish is cold lake whitewater fish. , The fisherman has been waiting for you here for many days, he is here, you can’t kill me when you come."

Ye Xinhe's face remained the same, but his brows frowned deeply.

He stopped talking, and at this time he also felt the arrival of a breath, a familiar breath.

He knew who the person was, and his vitality was a little shaking, a little nervous, a little frightened, but a little excited and a little anticipated.

The sound of treading snow outside the courtyard sounded again.

The lake is far away from here, but Ding Ning has already arrived.

When he pushed the door and his face was illuminated by the fire, the big fish in his hand was still not dead, but the surface was slightly frosted, and the fish body was frozen a little stiff, but the fish tail was still swinging.

Ye Xinhe looked at Ding Ning who came in and said nothing.

Ding Ning did not speak to him for the first time, but handed the fish to the middle-aged hunter.

"Just right."

The middle-aged Orion was very satisfied, smiling like a peach blossom in full bloom in the spring. He took the stone knife and cut open the belly of the fish. He just cleared the internal organs, and did not wash the blood and descale. He just stuffed some dried meat in the belly of the fish. Dried mushrooms, several kinds of seasoned wild grass, this is roasted on charcoal fire.

The fish was noisy, the oil and water gradually oozed out from the scales, the scales became golden, and the oil was soaked in it, which looked strange.

"The snake soup is just right. After drinking a bowl, you just eat fish, and then another bowl of snake soup, there will be no better taste and satisfaction." The middle-aged hunter smiled at Ding Ning and Ye Xinhe.

"Drink a bowl?"

Ding Ning took the first bowl of snake soup from the middle-aged Orion and asked Ye Xinhe.

Ye Xinhe looked as usual, took the second bowl of snake soup from the middle-aged Orion, slowly drank it, and ate all the snakes. Then he looked at Ding Ning and said, "You should know that I am from Jiaodong County?" "

Ding Ning nodded and said calmly, "I invite you to drink this bowl of snake soup, not only for the friendship I used to have in the past, but also want to ask you, although you are from Jiaodong County, you must hide in the dark and you can't be with Zheng. Like the sleeves, enjoy the aura of Jiaodong County and the status she has afterwards, but for this you have betrayed many people who regard you as a true friend, why?"

The middle-aged Orion also smiled and said, "I don't understand if I changed it, so I agree with him to invite you to eat this bowl of snake soup."

Ye Xinhe put down the bowl in his hand and tilted his head slightly, as if contemplating.