"Let me think about it. What's your name?"
Zhang Xiaoyu sat at the table, looking at the nervous young man, tilting his head and thinking.
Next to the two of them was a limp man whose back was broken by the scabbard.
"Ah, Hua Wuxi, I remembered it." Zhang Xiaoyu said thoughtfully, "Then your brother should be Wubei, the master of Northern Wu Dao."
Hua Wuxi sat upright at the table and put down the glass of wine before drinking it.
"You should know this person."
Zhang Xiaoyu kicked the man on the ground next to him.
Hua Wuxi shook his head.
Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly: "It's best if you don't know him, so as not to have someone come to the Human Sword Sect to cause trouble in the future."
Hua Wuxi lowered his eyebrows and said submissively: "That's what Mr. Zhang said."
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Hua Wuxi and said slowly: "I don't like others to call me Mr. Zhang. I prefer you to call me Zhang Dianpao."
Hua Wuxi was speechless.
"Only those who have no ghosts in their hearts will forget my identity as a human sword sect."
Zhang Xiaoyu took the wine pot from the table and shook it. It was empty. He drank the pot from Beitai, took another pot, poured himself a glass, looked out the window at the night, and drank slowly. .
"I don't care whether Northern Wizard Dao comes to Nanyi City, nor does Master. You may have heard some rumors and want to test the depth of Mojian Cliff, but we won't interfere." Zhang Xiaoyu shouted. Drinking wine and talking calmly.
"But in Nanyi City, I hope you will stay calm. It's best to hide. It would be best if you can play cards honestly."
Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at the man lying on the ground, stood up, drank all the wine in the glass, put the glass on the table, turned around and left.
Hua Wuxi sat silently at the wine table.
Of course he knew the man next to him.
We came to Nanyi City with him.
Originally, he should have been outside the alley to prevent the Liuyun Sword Sect outer disciple from missing.
But now here he is, with his bones broken and unable to survive.
Hua Wuxi suddenly remembered the words from the human world.
When someone from the Sword Sect is trying to reason with you, you'd better be reasonable too.
There is a lot of truth in the sword.
Hua Wuxi stood up and left in silence.
But he still didn't understand why the Human Sword Sect got involved in this matter.
Of course he didn't understand.
Because Zhang Xiaoyu is a gambler.
I owe Nan Dao a lot of money.
So it doesn't matter whether the theory is right or wrong. When Jian Zong talks about the truth, you can only talk about the truth.
...
Nan Dao was walking on the brightly lit street holding an umbrella when he suddenly started vomiting while holding on to the corner of the wall.
When the excitement subsided, the nauseating feeling returned to the body.
Everything Nandao sees now looks like blood.
The red lantern is blood.
The red color of the woman by the river is blood.
He raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth.
This is indeed blood.
Nan Dao calmed down for a long time before he stopped feeling that way.
But his body began to feel cold and he was trembling unconsciously. Nan Dao held an umbrella in both hands and walked in the crowd like a black mushroom.
People seemed to be heading towards the center of Nanyi City.
Today is All Souls' Day.
Nan Dao didn't know much about this festival. All he could see was that the world was burning in the lights.
Nan Dao walked slowly and stopped, looking for Qiu Xi'er's figure in the bright lights.
After walking for a long time, we reached the center of Nanyi City.
I saw a huge stone monument from a distance in Nandao.
It seems to have been cut with a sword.
This is Nandao’s first time visiting Nanyi City Center.
The Nanyi River has been artificially dug into many channels here, starting from the stone monument and radiating in all directions.
Nan Dao looked up at the tall pavilions built around the stone monuments. The pavilions were connected by several cableways and were hung with lanterns, connected in series, lighting up a large area of the night sky. There were many people in solemn attire standing meticulously on the ropeway, holding pieces of bamboo slips in their hands, looking up at the sky, as if waiting for something.
Nan Dao squeezed through the crowd with difficulty and walked a little closer, only to realize that the stone tablet did not fall on the ground, but was suspended in the air.
Under the stone monument, there are countless gray tombstones, layer upon layer, going upward. If what you saw before was warm, then what you see now is tragic.
Nan Dao seemed to understand what those stone tablets represented, the people who died in the conflict between the two races thousands of years ago.
The lower end of the stele is blood red, with words densely written on it, and then continues to the upper end, where there is a large blank space. Only the two big characters at the top are left.
Return together.
This is the Tonggui Monument left thousands of years ago.
All spirits come together.
Naturally, we all go to the same destination.
Nan Dao was still observing carefully, but suddenly the sound of drums sounded in the world.
"Boom!"
Only then did Nan Dao realize that there were countless figures sitting in front of the tombstones, naked to the waist, with a bloody drum in front of them.
The drumstick fell heavily, making a vast but dull sound.
"Come here~"
The people on the tall buildings suddenly spoke up and chanted in unison.
At the same time, the drumbeat began to sound thinly.
Long-lasting chanting sounds began to float over the entire Nanyi City.
"How can we cherish it forever if we praise it for mourning? How can we cherish it if we sacrifice it to the spirit?"
"The people born in my soil are for the people!"
"To cherish him forever is because we have come together; to be sad for him forever is because we are going back together!"
"We came together to the human world and returned to the underworld together."
...
When the chanting sound started, the drum sound gradually became lower. It seemed that someone was playing some kind of desolate and long musical instrument in the distance. Getting closer and closer, Nan Dao followed everyone's gaze.
I saw hundreds of small boats coming from the long river around the Tonggui Monument. The people on the boats had strange looks, either with animal ears or deer tails...
It's a half-transformed demon.
They stood on the bow of the boat, wearing yellow beam clothes with wide cuffs, holding a drop-shaped black pottery instrument in their hands, lowering their heads and playing sadly.
"Come home together~"
As the boat approached, the people on the tall buildings started singing again.
"There are millets in the mountains and rivers, and gold and lei are shared."
"Now that all spirits are born, what will they desire? They will wear the same clothes and eat the same food as their children."
"If the valleys and valleys flow together, why don't we mourn the same? Since we came together, how can we not return to the same valley?"
The drums suddenly became louder and then subsided.
An old voice came from the tall building.
"Live and die together."
"Come home with me!"
As the end of the lyrics ended, flames began to slowly float among the countless tombstones under the Tonggui Monument.
It is Tao fire, witch fire, and demon fire.
Jumping on those bloody drum heads.
Just like everyone in Nandao felt, Nanyi City was on fire.
Warm and wild colors dance in the world.
"Come and go together, drink together."
"Live and die together, and return with you!"
The sound of drums resounded throughout Nanyi City again, as well as the lyrics chanted loudly by the people upstairs and the demons on the river.
Many green embers slowly rose from under the Tonggui Monument and headed towards the night sky.
Nan Dao didn't know if those were spirits.
Yet vast, yet magnificent.
For example, the galaxy.
The bamboo slips in the hands of people on the high-rise buildings were thrown down, covered with silver light. The silver light peeled off, and countless Taoist texts appeared on them.
When those Dao Wen floated in the wind, the entire Nanyi City was shocked.
A slender finger appeared in the night sky, passed through the green fire and Dao Wen, came from the galaxy, and pointed at the suspended Tonggui Monument.
It's like a switch has been pressed.
The entire Nanyi City suddenly levitated, and people stood there in panic but calmly, watching the tombstone and the countless tombstones below sink. A huge hole appeared on the entire ground, and the water of the long river flowed from several channels. It poured down the river and poured onto the Tonggui Monument.
Nan Dao held the umbrella tightly and looked at this scene in shock.
Someone next to him saw Nan Dao's appearance and kindly explained it to him.
"Don't worry, this is the Dao Sect's overhaul."
"baptism?"
Nan Dao looked back at the man, who was in his thirties, and said very friendly: "The previous ones were rituals, and after the rituals, it was baptism. Usually the great cultivator of the human world came to do the baptism, and sometimes His Majesty also came. wash."
Nan Dao looked at the water of the big rivers pouring down on the huge stone monuments, and his heart was baptized. It was really a baptism!
"Who is that person?"
The man smiled and said: "It should be Bai Yuyao, the master of Qingtian Taoist Temple."
Nan Dao was quite shocked, looked at the man and said, "Do you know him?"
"Once a year, you have to get to know each other, but I only know their hands, hahaha."
"..."
Only then did Nan Dao realize that the man was carrying a sword behind his back.
"Are you also a swordsman?"
The man said modestly: "It's just a small Lingnan sword."
As the two chatted, the world fell again.
It was as if nothing had ever happened.
However, the sky was filled with bright stars. Nan Dao looked at them for a long time before he realized that those were not stars, but the afterglow of Taoism.
The hand slowly dissipated, and the Taoist stars flickered, seeming to slowly dissipate.
The man felt the same way and turned around to go for a stroll.
However, the next moment, a sudden change occurred in the night sky.
The bright moon hanging high above seemed to have a layer of mist around its edge.
People looked there in surprise.
The Lingnan sword cultivator also turned around and stared blankly at the sky.
There is a sword coming from there.
The sword that Lingnan Jianxiu carried behind him was restlessly restless in its sheath, as if it wanted to unsheath itself. He hurriedly took off the scabbard, held it in his arms, and comforted the sword in his hand.
"Don't run away, you are the last sword in the door."
The man held the sword and muttered something, and the sword gradually calmed down.
The man breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the sky.
The sword fell from the bright moon, carrying the stars and moonlight.
The sky is as bright as day.
The people on the high-rise building seemed a little silent, but there was no sign of panic. They watched the sword fall, and they all raised their hands and said:
"Please ask the cliff master to clean the sword!"
When the man heard this, he was suddenly startled. He looked at Nan Dao and said, "How come the people from Mojian Cliff are here for the baptism?"
Nan Dao asked doubtfully: "Can't they come?"
"They never come."
"Why?"
Lingnan sword cultivator said: "Because they want to sit and guard the human world."
Nan Dao remembered Mr. Xie’s words.
There is only one person in the world who can be regarded as sitting in the world.
The contemporary master of Mojian Yaya, Qiu Shui.
The Lingnan sword cultivator stared blankly at the sword and murmured: "Could this be the Qingyi Kaitian from Mojian Cliff?"
Someone beside him laughed.
Nandao and Lingnan Jianxiu looked at it together.
Zhang Xiaoyu.
Zhang Xiaoyu held the scabbard, stood there, and said with a smile: "If Tsing Yi opened the sky, the world would have disappeared long ago."
"Then which sword is this?"
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Nan Dao, who spat out two words.
"Autumn water."
The Qiushui Sword that Qiu Xi'er held and kept in Jingsi Lake.
The contemporary cliff master sword.
The Lingnan sword cultivator was still looking at the sword blankly, but the sword in his arms suddenly unsheathed.
He looked at the empty scabbard in his hand, was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's over."
Above Nanyi City, countless long swords shot away quickly, following the autumn water, and then suddenly accelerated, heading into the night sky, and disappeared. Only the autumn water wrapped around the stars in the sky was left, suspended in Tonggui. On the monument.
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said, "What's the end of it? You're in luck."
"Lucky?" Lingnan sword cultivator was a little confused. Although he often came to see All Souls' Day, he had never seen anyone from Mojian Cliff appear.
"It's a great thing to break the autumn water and clean the sword for the sword cultivator in the world." Zhang Xiaoyu said with some regret, "It's a pity that my sword is not here, otherwise I would have to take it to clean it."
Zhang Xiaoyu said, looking at the broken sword carried behind Nan Dao.
"Why is your sword still here?"
