"That's so stupid."
The prime minister squatted on the eaves while chewing melon seeds and cursed.
Yunhu, who was walking smoothly and was pulled over, asked in confusion: "Why are you so stupid?"
"It's just stupid that you really let go and just fucking left."
"..."
"Hey, here's another one that's even stupider."
"Mr. Qiu."
Hua Wuxi stood on the apricot blossom path, looked at Qiu Xi'er who was walking out of Jingsi Lake and was all wet, and said with a smile.
"The moonlight is beautiful tonight."
Qiu Xi'er glanced at Hua Wuxi calmly, walked over without saying anything.
Hua Wuxi raised his hand to stop him. Qiu Xi'er stopped, looked at him and said, "What's the matter?"
Hua Wuxi smiled and said: "I went to the East China Sea with my brother many years ago and got to meet my husband. This time I came to Xuanxu Courtyard because I heard that my husband was in the courtyard. On this beautiful night, I wanted to invite him to have a chat in the Xinglin Forest. I wonder if it’s okay to admire the moon?”
Qiu Xi'er looked at Hua Wuxi for a long time, but said calmly: "Okay."
Hua Wuxi was overjoyed, maintained her demeanor, and made a gesture of invitation.
The two of them walked slowly along the path, Hua Wuxi secretly glanced at Qiu Xi'er uneasily.
"Does it look good?"
Qiu Xi'er said calmly.
"Sir, you are naturally good-looking."
Hua Wuxi hurriedly corrected his gaze, looking straight ahead and said.
The two walked for a while until they were far away from the exit of Qingniu Yard. Beyond that was a large apricot forest, but Qiu Xi'er suddenly stopped.
"You said you met me once. When was it?"
Hua Wuxi looked at Qiu Xi'er infatuatedly and said, "Five years ago, my brother became a great witch and took me to the East China Sea when he was traveling around the world."
"Great witch?"
"Brother, Northern Wu Taoist Master, Young Master Wubei."
Qiu Xi'er looked at Hua Wuxi and said calmly: "Very good."
Hua Wuxi was a little dazed, looked at Qiu Xi'er and asked, "Sir, what do you think is good?"
Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "There is a sword in Jingsi Lake. How about you go get it for me?"
Hua Wuxi smiled slightly and said, "Okay, sir, wait a moment."
Then we headed towards Jingsi Lake.
Qiu Xi'er stood calmly on the apricot blossom path. The person lighting the lamps didn't come tonight, so there was only moonlight on the path.
After a long time, Hua Wuxi ran back covered in lake water and said, "Sir, there is no sword in the lake."
Qiu Xi'er said calmly: "Of course there is no sword."
Hua Wuxi stood there stunned, but saw Qiu Xi'er turning her head and looking towards the south.
"The sword is in Huangliang."
Hua Wuxi was about to say something when he saw a stream of light coming under the moonlight and falling into Qiu Xi'er's hands.
There was blood on the blade and half of a lip.
Qiu Xi'er calmly dropped the flesh and blood on the road, raised her hand to catch an apricot flower, and wiped off the blood marks on the sword.
"Mojianya is a place of justice. If Hua Wubei fails to discipline him strictly, I will cut off his mouth."
Qiu Xi'er looked at Hua Wuxi, whose expression turned ugly, and said calmly: "As for you, I'll give you a face, and don't let me see you when you leave Xuansheyuan."
Hua Wuxi remained silent for a while, then turned and left.
Qiu Xi'er calmly watched Hua Wuxi's hastily leaving figure, jumped up, and landed on the eaves of Qingniu Courtyard.
The prime minister smiled awkwardly and said, "Hey, why am I here?"
Then he looked at Yun Huzi and said, "You kid, why do you like peeping so much? I have to teach you a lesson today."
Yunhu didn't know: "..."
Qiu Xi'er looked at the two of them calmly, then turned into sword light and disappeared in Xuansheyuan.
Qing Xiang sighed and looked at the direction Qiu Xi'er left, then looked back at Nan Dao, who was still walking in the courtyard in a state of despair.
"Got to think of a way."
The prime minister said to himself.
Yun Huzi said from the side: "Master, you probably just want to send Nan Dao away as soon as possible."
"Hahaha, don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense."
The prime minister's face turned red when his student exposed his idea, and he stood up while denying it.
He looked towards the south silently, then looked back at Yun Huzhidao and said, "I want to go back to Huangliang. If there is anything in the courtyard, you can go to the Jianzong Garden to find old boy Cong Ren."
Yunhu didn't know what to say seriously: "Okay."
After the minister finished speaking, he disappeared above the eaves.
Yun Huzi stood on the roof, silently looking in the direction of Daze.
He didn't know what happened to Huangliang, but it was obviously not a trivial matter.
After looking at it for a while, he realized that the Prime Minister had not sent it back to him.
He sighed helplessly and took a deep breath.
"anyone there?"
"anyone there?"
"Help!"
Nan Dao held an umbrella and walked silently in the alley.
That slap woke him up.
He didn't know why he impulsively turned back and hugged Qiu Xi'er.
He was probably a little bit stimulated and went crazy.
Nan Dao laughed to himself.
No longer thinking about this matter, I walked out of the yard holding an umbrella and began to hear the bustling sounds of Nanyi City coming in.
Nan Dao walked all the way across the small bridge and stopped at the entrance of this remote long street. Looking at the bustling and bustling world outside, the sorrow in his heart was somewhat diluted.
So I walked along the long river. People were coming and going on the streets. Children were playing and walking in and out of Nan Dao. A candied haws seller was passing by carrying a haystack. Nan Dao looked at it and took out his wallet. I bought one for a penny and ate it while walking.
Eating the bright red and sweet candied haws, watching the lights floating across the river, and the various human beings passing by in a hurry, Nan Dao felt better.
"What are you thinking about so much?" Nan Dao said to himself.
"Without a woman in my heart, I draw my sword to the God of Nature."
"Starting from tomorrow, be a happy person, sweep the floor, light lamps, and build roads!"
Nan Dao cheered himself up and walked casually along the river while eating candied haws.
Not long after walking, he saw a circle of people gathered by the river. Nan Dao walked over curiously and found out that they were playing dice on the street.
The rules are also very simple, bet and guess the size of the points.
Nan Dao looked at it for a while, thought about it, squeezed in, took out a penny, slapped it on the ground and wrote six o'clock on it with a piece of charcoal.
The stall owner waited for a while and saw that no one was placing bets, so he started rolling the dice.
Uncover the bowl, three dice, one, two, three, exactly six o'clock.
The stall owner glanced at Nan Dao strangely, but didn't say anything. He put the money of those who guessed wrong into the bowl, and paid out the money to those who guessed correctly one by one, and then the next round started.
Nan Dao took four cents and continued to press six o'clock.
The stall owner glanced at Nan Dao and started rolling the dice.
Come out, one-one-four. It's still six o'clock.
The stall owner took a breath, threw the dice in the tube into the river, and pulled out three more.
The onlookers also felt that there was something wrong, but they were very cautious and did not follow Nan Dao to place a bet, for fear that Nan Dao and Tan would star in a double act.
Nan Dao continued to press the sixteen cents at six o'clock.
The stall owner also lost his temper. He stood up and shook it vigorously for a while, then it fell to the ground with a snap.
"I don't believe there are so many six, Kai."
Two two two.
It's still six o'clock.
Everyone looked at Nan Dao strangely.
Nan Dao said nothing and took the money from the stall owner.
People put their money up to six o'clock one after another.
Nan Dao said, "I'll bet on blackjack."
"?"
"Where did three dice get nineteen?"
Nan Dao just looked at the stall owner and said with a smile: "How are you doing? Do you dare to come?"
The stall owner scratched his neck and said, "Come on."
Then he put the dice into the tube. Because he was worried that he would accidentally shake it and break it, the stall owner did not shake it and just covered it on the ground.
Everyone was looking at the tube.
Then when it was revealed, there was a burst of exclamation.
The dice was broken into two halves, with a piece of iron hidden in the middle.
Nan Dao turned around and left with a smile.
Hidden merit and fame.
Of course, Nan Dao is not trying to expose the stall owner's tricks.
But he suddenly remembered that he was very good at playing mahjong.
It turns out that God really wants to play tricks on his behalf!
Nan Dao looked at the night sky above his head through the edge of the umbrella, but he was quite puzzled.
What makes 'it' so contradictory?
Nan Dao walked by the river in confusion.
Then he caught a glimpse of the boat swaying on the Nanyi River, and the girl Shushu who was counting money in the cabin.
Nan Dao looked at the small boat and remembered what happened underwater that night. He hesitated for a while, but still jumped on it again. Shushu was startled and subconsciously threw his whole body on the clay pot. When he saw it, it was South Island. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, patted his chest and said, "It turns out it's you, you scared me."
Nan Dao bent down and walked to the side of the rat cabin, lifted out the rag that was blown by the wind, and asked, "How much money have you saved?"
"More than thirty pieces of literature?"
Shushu said with some uncertainty.
Nan Dao took his head back, sat down on the edge of the boat, looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the shore, and said, "I may have seen the nonsense person you mentioned."
Shushu was not surprised and said calmly: "Oh, yes, he came to Nanyi City before and asked me to give him a ride and gave me a penny."
"Didn't you say it would cost you 100,000 yuan to come?"
"Yes, but I didn't say he wouldn't come without a hundred thousand yuan." Shushu got out of the cabin and sat on the edge of the boat with Nan Dao. "But he only asked me how many coins I had saved. Then he left again."
Nan Dao said oh and then fell silent.
Shushu looked at Nandao and said, "How about it, did you get the peach blossom?"
Nan Dao smiled and said: "No, but I am in Xuanshuyuan now, so I am practicing."
"Xuanshuyuan, that's pretty good." Shushu said wistfully, "I wanted to go there before, but it's a pity that I was caught."
"But it doesn't matter. Once Shushu has saved enough 100,000 yuan and asked him to change my life, I will go to Xuansheyuan to practice."
Nan Dao also felt happy when he saw the look in Shushu's eyes.
"Then what do you want to fix?"
"Shu Shu wants to cultivate swords and become a great demon sword cultivator like the Master of Mo Jian Cliff."
Shushu clenched his fists and said, but suddenly remembered something, looked at Nandao and said, "Didn't you say that you would tell me your story when we meet by chance? We have met twice."
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "Okay... let's talk about it next time."
Shushu looked at Nandao with a question mark on his face, and the latter looked at the small stone bridge that the boat was about to float over. He jumped up, climbed up on the edge of the bridge, and Shushu followed the boat drifting with a confused look on his face. Walk.
Nan Dao climbed onto the stone bridge and looked at the woman in a white dress beside him who was looking at the Changhe world. He suddenly felt that it was no big deal if he didn't draw his sword.
So Nan Dao said firmly: "Mr."
"I was serious."
