Blood of Mercury

Although it has not yet reached dusk, the sky is already gloomy under the thin snow cover.

Although it can’t be said that it has become dark, but if you want to read a book, it is absolutely impossible not to light up——

An old man sitting at the table rubbed his eyes, put down the pen in his hand, spread the thick book on the table like this, and slowly got up.

He was going to light the candle.

Although this level of darkness is nothing to him, in order not to attract the attention of others, he does not intend to show the difference between himself and ordinary people.

But just as he raised his head, he heard a light tap from outside the door. A wry smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Grandpa Edward—"

A crisp voice came from the door, and then two children, a man and a woman, pushed the door and said in unison, "We're here to play with you!"

"Good good..."

Edward smiled kindly, took out a box of candy wrapped in a tin box from under the table with trembling hands, carefully picked out two different candies, and slowly opened the package and stuffed it into the mouths of the two children. inside.

The two children smiled and held candy, and sat beside Edward with two small stools.

"Oh? You two little greedy dogs, still haven't left after eating candy?"

Edward lovingly touched the heads of the two children beside him, and asked softly in an old and kind voice, "Where's the Lord of the City?"

"Dad is going to look for those fishermen," the relatively older girl replied in a crisp oriole-like voice, "It's about adjusting taxes or something..."

"The Lord of the City is a good person."

The old man sighed.

"of course!"

The little boy puffed out his chest proudly.

Edward chuckled and shook his head, stood up swayingly, lit the candle swayingly, straightened up on the candlestick, and then swayed and sat down. It took more than a minute to light a candle.

Then, Edward directly closed the book in front of him, then simply opened the lid of the candy box and placed it on the table.

The children cheered happily. One person grabbed a large amount of candy and held it in his palm.

"You can't eat too much, or your teeth will be damaged."

The old man warned, but looking at the expressions on the two children's faces, you could tell that they probably didn't hear it.

"This child..."

Edward shook his head helplessly, and asked with a smile, "You guys came to find grandpa today. Isn't it just for the sugar?"

"of course not!"

The little boy stuffed his mouth with candy, so that his speech was blurred, so the little girl followed up: "We are here to listen to your story!"

"Oh...the story...the grandfather's story..."

Edward cleared his throat, but didn't speak in a long tone.

So, the little girl respectfully handed over a glass of water.

Edward took the water with satisfaction. Take a sip and put it down. Then, after thinking for a while, he said leisurely in the expectant gaze of the children:

"Today, grandpa is here to tell you a story about a little crow and a deer..."

At the same time, near the cemetery outside the city, Joseph was still silently leaning on a heavy stone tablet, half-squinting his eyes, staring at everything in front of him with indifferent and lazy eyes, while the brown-haired young man Two sheets of sackcloth wrapped in a thick leaf with a thick leaf in between slept soundly under a shed made of tombstones.

"Kaor."

Suddenly, he called out to his companion softly.

But the young man who rolled himself into a ball didn't hear his call at all, and still slept soundly.

"Kaor!"

Joseph cried out a second time.

But the young man still didn't respond. Just mumbled slurred dialect turned over.

At the same time, very light creaking footsteps loomed nearby.

Joseph took a deep breath and shouted angrily for the third time—

"—Kaor!!"

His voice resounded through the sky like an explosion, and there was a real echo in the wild.

Joseph's roar even made a wave of air, and a large cloud of white heat expanded and burst directly in front of his nose and mouth.

His companion woke up suddenly, his face palpitated.

"about--"

But he was only halfway through when Joseph cut him off: "Khal. Run away, it's still too late."

"...Huh?" Kao's expression gradually eased, and he stretched his waist to groan. A groaning voice hummed. "Are you... having a nightmare? Look carefully, there is nothing."

Then Kao squeezed his knuckles and patted his face a few times to wake him up: "Joseph, go to sleep, I'll help you watch."

"……never mind."

Joseph sighed softly. Wanderingly stood up from the tombstone.

This scene deeply shocked Kaa: "Can you stand up?"

"Ah, yes..."

Joseph replied flatly, then turned his head flatly, and grabbed a person from the empty shadow behind him.

Then Joseph very calmly stretched out his hand and crushed his throat, and threw him to Kaa.

"...Wait, wait, Joseph, kill..."

Kaa opened his mouth. Pointing at Joseph, he said shiveringly.

But before he could finish, he was interrupted directly by Joseph: "The head of the 'Shadow Crocodile' is worth thirty-seven silver coins. That's about enough for you to get a decent job."

Seeming to realize something, Kaa's open mouth slowly closed, and then nodded heavily.

Then he didn't make a sound, just carried the corpse with the crushed throat on his back, and ran all the way into the city.

Seeing this, Joseph nodded in satisfaction.

Although his talents are mediocre, at least this young man has a good brain.

By the standards of ordinary people, he is indeed a talent, but the luck is not good. If you let him grow slowly, by the time he climbs to the position where he can show his talent, he will be old.

I have done too many crimes in the past. Now, when I meet someone who can help me, I can help as much as I can. Anyway, it won't hurt the interests of Lord Roland and my mentor. Maybe it will be useful in the future. .

However, Joseph had clearly killed the killer lurking in the dark, but he did not relax in the slightest - although his face wrapped in bandages could not tell whether he was nervous or not.

"You can come out now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Joseph leaned on the tombstone behind him and muttered to himself, "No one has left the stage. "

"nature……"

A clear high voice came.

Then, a tall but tall figure gradually emerged from the snow.

Joseph looked at the man steadily, and was silent for a long time, but his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"Long time no see, Joseph," the man stopped three or four meters in front of Joseph and said softly after being silent for a while, "You... seem to be getting younger."

Joseph watched the man silently, and after a long time he slowly pulled off the bandage that covered his face, and after a long while, he nodded slowly at the man.

Then, Joseph opened his mouth and said softly—

"Long time no see, Kakarit." (To be continued.)