Nan Dao walked out of Bailanlin and walked along the path, and saw Beitai, the eldest young master of Nanyi City, sitting on the steps of the gate with a piece of ivy in his mouth.
Nan Dao walked over and asked curiously: "What are you doing sitting here?"
"Wait for you."
Beitai said it concisely and concisely.
"What are you waiting for me to do?"
Nan Dao stood by the door holding an umbrella, a little strange.
Beitai smiled and said, "Aren't you inquiring about the whereabouts of Hua Wuxi?"
Nan Dao fell silent.
"I know he hired someone to kill you in Nanyi City yesterday, but it seems he didn't succeed." Beitai held a branch in his mouth, looked at the moss growing lushly in the alley in spring, and said with a smile, "Look Come on, boy, do you have something? Even the killers of Liuyun Sword Sect didn’t kill you?”
"It's just a lucky escape." Nan Dao said dullly.
Beitai snorted softly, spat out the bloody ivy, and said, "This morning someone fished up a corpse from the lower reaches of the Nanyi River."
Nan Dao held the umbrella tightly.
"But don't worry, I happened to be wandering nearby at that time, and I said that the man slipped and drowned." Beitai said with a smile, "So he took a knife and cut his neck, saying that he hit a rock in the water. Cut his neck."
"How many people saw it?"
Beitai thought for a while and said: "About dozens of people? But don't worry, I told you they were drowned. Even if Kamigawa comes, I won't refute you."
Nan Dao sighed and said, "Young Master Bei is indeed the number one master in Nanyi City."
Beitai put his hands behind his head, leaned back against the door, and said, "That's natural."
"But why do you still want to help me when you know this?" Nan Dao squatted down under the umbrella, tilted his head and looked at the lazy young master beside him and asked. "I don't think you are such a nosy person."
Beitai looked at the sky casually. The spring sky was very clear and it didn't rain. It looked very comfortable. Of course, it is not clear whether Mr. Bei felt comfortable because of the good weather or because Hua Wuxi was exhausted.
"Because I've never really liked this person."
"Why?"
"Because he used to be very close to Tian Yu." Beitai said, then thought for a moment and said, "To be precise, Bei Wu Dao and Tian Yu were very close. They have always wanted to spread their influence to Huai'an. . These bad things in Nanyi City are bad enough, and they still want to get involved. "
Beitai looked at Nandao and said, "So why should I help you?"
Nan Dao nodded and said, "That's it."
"As the saying goes, helping others is helping yourself. If I tell you where Hua Wuxi is, can you kill him?"
"Master Bei, don't you do it yourself?"
Beitai sighed and said: "For people like us, it's best to achieve nothing and do nothing, otherwise some people will keep watching."
"Young master from Peking University thinks too highly of me."
Beitai just turned his head and looked at Nandao quietly: "Do you think I really like dealing with trash like Hua Wuxi said?"
Nan Dao sighed and said, "It seems that Mr. Bei has been targeting me for a long time."
Beitai said with a smile: "I'm not an idiot. A person who can hold such a strange umbrella and be rejected by both the Human Sword Sect and the Xuanxu Academy is naturally not an ordinary person. But I am concerned about your body. Secrets are not of interest to you, so I really treat you as a friend."
"I can see that." Nan Dao thought of the two drinking at the river that night.
Beitai has never shown any malicious intent.
He's just a little weird.
"Back to business." Beitai sat up straightly, looked at Nandao, and said, "Do you need some help from me?"
Nan Dao looked at Beitai and said, "What kind of help?"
Beitai held his chin and said, "I will help you date Hua Wuxi out."
"Will he come out?"
Beitai chuckled and said: "Of course he will come out, because he knows that people like me will not kill people."
"But you're going to want to kill someone."
"Yes." Beitai said calmly, "Before he asked someone to kill you yesterday, he was worried that I would interfere with it, so he invited me over."
"Did Young Master Bei interfere with this?"
"I played a game of cards with Zhang Xiaoyu."
Nan Dao fell silent, looked at Beitai and said, "It seems you do know a lot."
Beitai said with a smile: "After all, everyone in Nanyi City knows Zhang Dianpao's name, especially people like us who will always pay extra attention to him, so they know a little more. In that case, Zhang Xiaoyu He will definitely help you, he helped you solve a big problem."
Nan Dao didn't ask what the big trouble was. He looked at Beitai and said, "Thank you."
Beitai waved his hand and looked at the noon spring sun in the alley. He seemed to be very comfortable under the sun. He said lazily: "I will ask him out then. It will be at the place where he asked me out yesterday. I will pass by yesterday. The alley where you were attacked.”
Beitai stood up, looked at the gate of Xuanshuyuan, thought for a while and said: "You must have suffered some injuries yesterday. If you want to kill someone anytime and are sure of it, just plant an ivy and place it on the incense burner at the door. inside."
Nan Dao looked at the door. There was a small red incense burner hanging on both sides of the door. There were many burned out incense sticks and candles inside.
"Which way to insert it?"
"It can go either way."
"OK."
Beitai nodded, patted the dust on his butt, and walked out of the hospital.
"The world is so boring. Why don't you go and have a drink?" Beitai walked in the alley and looked back at Nan Dao and asked.
Nan Dao shook his head and said, "No."
Beitai then walked out minding his own business.
Nan Dao sat at the entrance of the courtyard for a long time, holding an umbrella at an angle and squinting in the warm sunshine.
This discussion about murder ended on this warm morning.
...
Mr. Mei rarely sits in the concierge now. He gets up early in the morning and sweeps the floor. After doing some chores, he goes to Tanchun Garden to look at the flowers in the plum grove, or to sit in the pavilion by the lake and watch the fish.
Nan Dao knew he was there, but did not bother him. He walked around the concierge twice and then went to the listening tower.
Relatively speaking, this is indeed a quiet place.
As long as no one comes to play cards late at night.
Chen He was reading downstairs. When Nan Dao went there, he discussed with Nan Dao with great interest how to resolve this grudge.
Chen He felt that Nan Dao should sit on the alley wall, hold his sword and watch the dusk, and then wait for the evening, when Hua Wuxi passed by the alley, and say lightly - I have been waiting for you for a long time, Hua Wuxi happiness.
Then he jumped off the wall and stabbed the panicked Hua Wuxi to death with a sword.
Finally, he raised his sword, blew out the blood, and walked away gracefully.
Nan Dao looked at Chen He for a long time, always feeling that this boy should not be named Chen.
His surname should be Xiong.
Of course, the scene he depicts is indeed very handsome and pretentious.
But Nan Dao asked him a question.
"I still don't know how to separate my sword intent from my body, and I can't let go of my long sword. What if he sees me sitting on the alley wall from a distance and runs away?"
Chen He nodded and said thoughtfully: "It's indeed inappropriate."
The two of them studied for a while and decided that they should hide in the alley, preferably after nightfall. It happened that Nan Dao's sword was black and would not reflect light at night. When Hua Wuxi passed by, he stabbed Hua Wuxi to death with a sword and then secretly leave.
God is unaware of it.
As he said that, Chen He became a little excited. He took out a pen and paper from under the counter and started writing directly——
Hua Wuxi was very happy tonight.
Because Mr. Bei invited him to drink tea.
Tea may not be good tea.
But the person who invited me to tea was the most wonderful person in the city.
Hua Wuxi felt very satisfied to be able to drink such a bowl of tea.
alley.
very quiet.
very quiet.
The alley is very quiet.
What appeared in front of Hua Wuxi along with An Jing was a sword!
The young man is holding a black umbrella and the sword in his hand is black.
Quiet black.
Hello.
said the boy.
Hua Wuxi thought that I was not well.
Because the black sword had already penetrated his throat!
The lantern I saw yesterday.
And the blood spurting from his neck today.
Which one is redder?
...
Nan Dao read the story written by Chen He in silence, while the latter looked at him expectantly.
"How about it?"
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "Hua Wuxi shouldn't be happy because he drank the tea invited by Beitai, and Mr. Bei likes to drink."
Chen He lay down and continued to change. After looking at Nandao for a while, he held an umbrella and went to the wind terrace.
He sat down by the wind listening platform, took out the Peach Blossom Sword behind him, and placed it across his knees.
Today is already halfway through.
It's March 16th.
Mr. Qiu left Xuanshuyuan yesterday.
Nan Dao raised his head and looked eastward for a long time.
That high cliff is on the shore of the East China Sea.
Nan Dao looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes and raised his hand to touch the sword, feeling the sword intent coming from Qiu Xi'er.
In the divine sea, there is a weak sword intent quietly hiding in the corner.
When Nan Dao felt Qiu Xi'er's sword intention, the weak sword intention started to leap, like a fish, swimming around in the divine sea, bypassing the sword intention under the peach tree. , also bypassed the ancient book, followed the direction of the vitality of heaven and earth, as if wanting to come out.
Nan Dao looked at the sword intent in the divine sea and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
You like her too, don't you?
Nan Dao wrapped the sword intention with his vitality, drew it out, and landed on the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand.
The sword intention wandered happily on the sword body, greedily sucking in the remaining meaning from Qiu Xier's sword intention.
Nan Dao opened his eyes and looked at the picture on the blue-black sword quietly.
The sword's intention is often sharp and killing.
But in the beginning, it must be soft.
Quiet.
naive.
When did the change begin?
Because of anger.
When Nan Dao thought like this, the scales of the small sword fish hardened, and then slowly became more slender.
The fish head turned into the tip of the sword, and the body turned into the blade.
Imagine raising your hand to hold the tail of the fish.
The fish became a sword.
Nan Dao watched as the sword intent that belonged to him returned to the divine sea again, wrapped in the vitality of heaven and earth.
But he remembered what Qiu Xi'er said - when the sword was first held in the hand, it was used to kill people.
Nan Dao thought about the murder scenes he had constructed with Chen He.
Every time I think about it, the sword intention becomes more powerful.
It is called accumulation.
So when Nan Dao thought about countless ways for Hua Wuxi to die.
The sword intent turned into two.
Nan Dao opened his eyes. A bamboo leaf blown into the building by the wind was cut into two halves and fell on Nan Dao's lap.
At the same time, what fell on his knees was a large amount of noise coming from the human world.
Nan Dao frowned and looked at everything in front of him.
He didn't know when he came to that small town again.
He sat on the eaves of a roof facing the wind.
Across the long street.
The young man in green clothes also sat on the eaves, tilted his head and looked at him with a smile.
Nan Dao looked down at the two halves of bamboo leaves in his lap.
Suddenly I couldn't tell whether this was a dream or a strange space that really existed in Xuanshuyuan.
Nan Dao was still thinking, but the boy opposite smiled slightly and spoke.
"It's great to learn swordsmanship. Do you want me to teach you?"
