Vol 7 Chapter 124: Strange young man

Looking at that figure, others will be surprised, because the figure is so lifelike, and Li Xunhuan's eyes looking at the wooden figure are so blazing, like a living person.

I don't know how long he watched. Suddenly, he opened the door and jumped out of the car.

Seeing Li Xunhuan jumped down, the coachman immediately yelled and stopped the carriage.

The coachman was a big man with a full face and beard. He looked so rough and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

But when he looked at Li Xunhuan, the sharp eyes suddenly disappeared, leaving only sympathetic eyes to look at Li Xunhuan, and there was full of loyalty.

In that situation, it was like a vicious dog, always vigilant, looking at his master.

After Li Xunhuan jumped out of the carriage, Li Xunhuan looked at the snowy sky in the distance, and remained silent for a while. The coachman also stood there quietly, watching Li Xunhuan.

The two people stood there for a long time like two statues.

After a long, long time, Li Xunhuan bent down. He unexpectedly dug a hole in the snow and buried his newly carved portrait deeply.

He seemed to be burying a beloved thing, so gentle, slowly covering it with mud and snow.

In the end, he stood silently in front of the snowdrift like a statue.

The weather in the north was so cold, his fingers were frozen stiff after the digging, and his face was flushed with cold, but for a while, his body was covered with snowflakes.

But he didn't seem to feel general, he didn't pay any attention, it seemed that the snowflakes were not cold at all, but just decorated his body.

In the snowdrift, it seemed that he was buried with one of his beloved and closest people, so when he buried "she" in the soil, his own life seemed to become meaningless.

If someone else saw Li Xunhuan's behavior, he would have found it very strange, but the coachman seemed to have been used to such a situation, and he was not surprised.

After a while, the coachman said softly, "Master, the sky is almost dark, and the road ahead is still far away. We have to hurry up to get to the nearest town and find the inn before it is completely dark. Yes, otherwise, this car will be overwhelming, Master, you can get in the car quickly."

Li Xunhuan turned around slowly and found out that there was actually a line of footprints beside the rut of the carriage.

The footprints are so thin, so lonely, they also walked lonely from the far north, and walked forward lonely.

The footprints were so deep in the snow, it was obvious that this person no longer knew how far he had traveled. He seemed to be exhausted, but he still refused to stop and rest.

Li Xunhuan looked at the footprints, sighed deeply, and muttered to himself: "In such weather, I didn't expect that there would be people running around in the ice and snow, and they have been walking like this. , I think he must be a very lonely, very lonely, and very poor person."

The coachman sighed, but did not speak, but his thoughts were completely written on his face, what about you? Isn't it the same as such a lonely poor person?

In his heart, the young master is always a person who only knows to sympathize with others and forget himself.

After auzw.com got in the car, Li Xunhuan began to carve again. It seems that this person not only occupies his heart, but also his entire body.

The carriage continued to move forward alone.

Between the heaven and the earth, it seems that there is only this carriage left, walking in the ice and snow.

I don't know when the snow stopped, but the cold between the sky and the earth became heavier and lonely, and in such an icy sky, few people were willing to go out.

However, Li Xunhuan soon felt that he would not be so lonely, because he heard the sound of human footsteps in the wind.

Even though the sound was so slight and much softer than the sound of horseshoes, Li Xunhuan's keen ears quickly caught it.

Li Xunhuan raised the curtain of the car and looked outside.

At this time, Li Xunhuan saw a lonely figure in front of him, who walked very slowly, and only wore a thin piece of clothing.

But his back is still so straight, as if under any circumstances, he wouldn't bend down.

Seeing such a lonely figure, Li Xunhuan suddenly felt so familiar, and he couldn't help but feel a little curious and a little fond of him.

Li Xunhuan signaled the coachman to slow down even more, pushed open the door, and said, "Come on, I'll take you some distance."

That person turned around and looked at Li Xunhuan.

Seeing this face, Li Xunhuan is full of smiles. It is indeed a handsome face. That handsome face belongs to a very young but immature person, but it also has an attractive charm. of.

However, after taking a look at Li Xunhuan, he turned his head back and kept walking forward, but he never stopped.

However, what made Li Xunhuan always curious was that the sword around his waist, to be precise, could not be called a sword at all.

It was just a piece of iron that was more than three feet long. There was no blade, not even a hilt.

The hilt of the sword is only nailed with two pieces of cork, and it is considered as the hilt.

However, Li Xunhuan kept his eyes on that strange sword for a long time.

Li Xunhuan said again: "Hey, young man, come on, get in the car, I invite you to drink."

The young man said without looking back, "I can't afford it."

Li Xunhuan smiled and said, "I'm asking you to drink, and you don't need to buy it."

The young man said: "It's not something I bought with money. I would never want it. It's not a wine I bought with money. I would never drink it."

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