Sunset alley wall.
Nan Dao sat on the wall with his sword in his arms, a bottle of wine in his hand, and drank while facing the west.
He finally adopted Chen He's suggestion. Although he was very average, he was indeed very handsome.
The young swordsman stood on the wall holding an umbrella and a sword, drinking wine and waiting for the sunset, and then killed people.
In the original idea, there was no drinking aspect.
But Nan Dao found that when he was sitting at the entrance of the alley waiting, his hands were shaking.
So I brought a pot of wine and drank it until I was tipsy, which was the most pleasant time.
After taking a sip of wine, Nan Dao raised his eyes and looked to the west.
The dusk is brilliant, and the streets are filled with glow.
But the person he was waiting for has not come yet.
He didn't know when Beitai would ask Hua Wuxi out, but thinking about it, it shouldn't be too early.
So Nan Dao glanced at the dusk, then lowered his head and sat there holding his sword.
It's still early now, so sometimes people will pass by.
For example, a while ago, there was a middle-aged man carrying vegetables bought from a nearby market and looking at the South Island while walking.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm waiting for someone."
The man probably felt that the young man was a little confused, so he left the alley without asking any more questions.
Nan Dao felt that Chen He would definitely like this simple conversation.
Because it’s very charming and interesting.
Nan Dao closed his eyes and began to practice the assassination that would happen next.
He has two sword intentions.
One can fall on the peach blossom.
One can fall on the black umbrella.
If the setting sun has not completely set in the valley when Hua Wuxi comes, then he will definitely run away.
The road to the South Island is straight to the point, and the wind is light and you can chase it by stepping on the twilight alley wall. Then he jumped down and slapped him in the face with an umbrella first, then whipped him into the corner. Then he pulled out his sword and stabbed him in the center. The rest of the story was left to Mr. Bei to finish.
It would be better if Hua Wuxi didn't see himself.
Just like what Chen He described, he would say hello first, then jump off the wall and stab him to death with a sword.
Relaxed and happy.
Nan Dao thought like this and felt that the clouds in the distance were a bit more beautiful.
What happens after killing Hua Wuxi?
With Mr. Bei as the finishing touch, there shouldn't be much of a problem.
Nan Dao goes back and tells Chen He today's story, and then he will start to write this story, telling how the young man takes revenge, and then step by step becomes...
Become what?
Nan Dao stopped when he thought of this.
What will you become in the future?
Become a world-famous swordsman.
Then go to Mojian Cliff to marry Qiu Xi'er.
Nan Dao thought so.
He laughed unconsciously.
Looking at the other end of the alley, there is a long river in the west of the city.
It was there that Rinan Island pushed the Liuyun Sword Sect disciple into the river the day before yesterday.
There is a road along the river, and you can walk quietly against the wall.
When Nan Dao thought of this, he suddenly became suspicious.
Will Hua Wuxi really come from here?
Mr. Bei should not lie to others.
Nan Dao thought so, dispelling his doubts.
He lowered his head and opened the jug and took a look. There wasn't much wine left inside.
I have only been in Xuanxu Courtyard for about ten days, and I haven't received any wages yet. I don't know if I can get any wages. After all, it seems that I haven't been sweeping the floor for a few days.
Why don't you clean and light the lights yourself when you go back?
Otherwise, as Zhang Xiaoyu said, having no money is really distressing.
Nan Dao sat on the wall waiting boredly.
The dusk is sinking little by little.
Sitting on the wall, you can already see lights starting to light up on some long streets.
The transition between day and night should be a matter of seconds.
But this waiting process for replacement is very long.
Like killing people.
It only took a moment for the sword to penetrate his throat.
But before that, it was also a long time.
Nan Dao began to sigh as he waited.
Then I remembered that when I first came to Nanyi City, I probably just wanted to survive.
But this problem has not been solved yet.
Suddenly he fell into such a terrible thing.
Nan Dao kept drinking, thinking about Chen He who was reading, Yun Hu Wenzhi who was writing, and Zhang Xiaoyu who was playing cards.
They are so happy.
Mr. Mei was also happy before.
When Nan Dao thought of this, he stopped thinking about it.
The night fell.
The alley was getting dark.
Looking up from South Island, it is already a night sky.
The moon is not full and the stars are sparse.
Not as bright as the human world.
The lights of the tall buildings in the distance were like a fire, stretching away in the distance.
At night, the wind blew the clothes of Nandao, which made it a bit chilly. There was a lot of noise in the wind. People were stopping to talk, playing, bargaining, and swearing angrily.
Nan Dao watched for a long time and looked towards the other end of the alley.
Hua Wuxi still didn't show up.
Could it be that he became suspicious of Beitai and stopped coming?
Nan Dao sat on the alley wall holding his sword, frowning and thinking.
The waiting before killing is a very difficult thing.
Especially when you don't know if the person you're going to kill is coming.
Nan Dao waited silently on the alley wall.
Until late at night, Hua Wuxi still hadn't come.
So Nan Dao knew that he would not come today.
Nan Dao felt like a clown. He threw the wine bottle down, then jumped down and trampled it to pieces.
A man came to the alley.
He is a Taoist.
The clothes were slowly fluttering in the cold night wind.
Nan Dao moved his gaze away from the crushed wine bottle, glanced at the Taoist, placed the scabbard against the bluestone, and held the hilt of the sword.
The Taoist walked slowly towards Nan Dao, then stopped in front of Nan Dao and said expressionlessly: "Hello."
When Nan Dao heard these two words, his expression suddenly changed, and he pulled out his sword with a clang.
The Taoist did not move at all, and the corners of his mouth seemed to have a mocking arc.
Nan Dao looked at him warily and said, "Who are you?"
"Qingtian Daojiang Cornus." The Taoist said calmly. "Come and break your legs."
If it were in the past, Nandao did not know the position of Qingtian Dao in Nanyi City, but now he understands that Qingtian Dao is very close to the Bei family.
So Beitai fooled itself?
Nan Dao held the umbrella and retreated.
Taoist Jiang Juyu calmly watched Nan Dao's retreat.
Raise your hands, the wind fills the alleyway.
Many Taoist texts appeared on the stone slab at the foot of the South Island.
Then it turned into golden chains. Nan Dao lifted his sword and struck at those chains with his sword intent.
The chains are very fragile and can be broken with a single cut. However, there is a constant wind in the alley. Even if one chain is cut off in Nandao, another chain will be born.
Taoist Jiang Juyu looked at Nan Dao calmly. He had become a Taoist three years ago, so he naturally had the qualifications to be calm and calm when facing Nan Dao.
"I will only break your legs." Jiang Juyu said softly, "No more."
Nan Dao stopped and stood under the umbrella, looking at Cornus officinalis, but he said sarcastically, "Then what if you let me stab you with a sword? It's too much."
"That won't work." Jiang Juyu shook her head. "You who wield swords are neither gentle nor heavy."
"Can you tell the difference?"
"We can tell the difference."
Jiang Juyu said, took out a big stick from behind and walked towards Nandao.
There are still some blood stains on the stick.
Jiang Juyu looked at the dried blood on the stick and thought about what Beiyuan said to him before coming.
Beitai's legs can't be broken in vain, can they?
Then he stopped in front of Nan Dao and said politely: "Please stretch out one leg."
Nan Dao stopped cutting those Dao Wen chains, looked at Jiang Juyu and said, "What if I don't?"
Jiang Juyu said expressionlessly: "Then I have to do it myself."
Nan Dao took the black umbrella in his hand, which Qiu Xi'er had praised as a good sword, and swung it around, causing countless chains to break. When the chains were broken, Nan Dao felt the wind around him and ran away.
But the wind is stronger in the alley.
Countless stone slabs were blown over and turned into a tall wall, blocking the way out of the alley.
Jiang Juyu held the big stick and walked slowly towards Nan Dao who was parked in front of the wall.
Nan Dao turned around and stabbed out with his sword.
Very fast sword.
But someone’s stick is faster.
Before Nan Dao's sword could reach him, a stick hit the sword and it flew out of Nan Dao's hand.
When you become enlightened and enter the Tao, you can naturally attack casually.
Just like Nan Dao thought before, just hit it with your fist.
What's more, he still has a stick in his hand.
Nan Dao turned around and climbed towards the wall made of stone slabs. Jiang Juyu stood in the alley, weighed the stick in his hand, tested the strength, and then struck out with one stick.
Nan Dao was directly knocked down, but without saying a word, he continued to climb the wall and was about to climb over.
Jiang Juyu looked down and sighed: "It's really similar."
Then he raised his hand and struck out with another stick.
Nan Dao's whole body twitched in pain, and he let go of his hand and dropped it.
Jiang Juyu squatted down in front of Nan Dao and said calmly: "Look, I said I would only break one leg. We Taoists always keep our word."
Nan Dao breathed heavily, and a bright red oozed out from his knees.
The bones have been broken.
Jiang Juyu stood up and glanced at the bluestone wall. Then the wind dispersed and the stone slabs fell to the ground again. Jiang Juyu walked out of the alley and said calmly: "Country people must have countryside. As a humble citizen, don’t mess with the water in Nanyi City at will.”
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Juyu stopped, and there was a fierce sword wind behind him.
He tilted his head, turned around, grabbed Nan Dao's shirt collar, which had been hollowed out, and threw it to the wall.
Everything happens in an instant.
Jiang Juyu looked at Nan Dao who was sitting in the corner and said softly: "Look, I also asked you to stab me with a sword."
"This sword doesn't count."
Nan Dao coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at Jiang Juyu and said.
"The lack of stabbing is your problem, not mine." Jiang Juyu walked calmly out of the alley.
Nan Dao looked at Jiang Juyu's leaving figure in the alley and asked in silence for a long time.
"Did Beitai ask you to come?"
Jiang Juyu paused.
"Yes."
Then he walked out of the alley.
Nan Dao sat in the alley for a long time, coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, and then felt a little better in his chest and lungs. He stood up holding on to the wall, limped over, picked up the scabbard, and put the sword into the sheath. , and then walked towards the other end of the alley.
The stars outside the alley are twinkling, and the lights in the distance are gorgeous under the night sky.
Nan Dao stood at the entrance of the alley, leaning against the wall and watching.
I feel very sad.
The first act of youthful spirit in my life.
It ended hurriedly and awkwardly at the entrance of this lonely alley.
