It was getting dark, so Nan Dao refused Chen He's offer to give him a ride in a wheelchair, so Nan Dao went out on his own, leaning on his sword.
He lit the garden lights along the road and then came to the gate of Xuanshuyuan.
Mr. Mei is not here, so I don’t know what to do.
Nan Dao stood at the door for a while, then walked out without looking back.
When he reached the entrance of the alley, he found Zhang Xiaoyu squatting at the entrance of the alley.
"Junior brother is going?"
Nan Dao stopped at the entrance of the alley.
Zhang Xiaoyu's words are very subtle.
It’s not where junior brother is going, but where junior brother is going?
Zhang Xiaoyu helped him solve a big problem that day, so he certainly didn't know anything about these things.
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "Yes."
"Do you want me to help you?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the dusk and pulled out the grass in the alley. The scabbard behind him was empty.
Nan Dao said softly: "Thank you for your kindness, senior brother, but I still want to do my own thing."
When Zhang Xiaoyu heard this, he stood up, threw away the weed in his hand, sighed and said, "Do your own thing. It would be great if they could have the consciousness of junior brother."
"them?"
"My master and the others." Zhang Xiaoyu said simply, waved his hand, supported the alley wall, and looked further out on the long street.
"Um."
"There are others around Hua Wuxi." Zhang Xiaoyu squinted at the pedestrians outside the long street and said calmly, "He is a great witch from Huangliang."
"What does senior brother want to say?"
"You might not even be able to touch the corner of his clothes."
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "But I have to give it a try."
It was just like those answers that Hikaru Hotaru told him that there were only mountains behind the mountains and Nan Dao.
Zhang Xiaoyu said nothing more, leaning against the alley wall and watching the sunset, and said, "Then I won't pay back your money."
Nan Dao smiled and said: "I never thought about asking my senior brother to pay back the money, not to mention that my senior brother has already helped me once."
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said, "You make me feel very guilty."
"Guilt?"
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the dusk and said nothing.
The two stood at the entrance of the alley and watched for a while.
"I'm leaving, senior brother."
"Um."
Zhang Xiaoyu responded calmly and looked at Nan Dao's back walking towards the long street. Without saying anything, he tugged on the loose scabbard behind him.
...
"I'm a little uneasy."
Hua Wuxi stood on the courtyard road.
"I thought you wouldn't be afraid of that boy." Shan Lai sat cross-legged under the eaves, his hands on his chest, the power of witches and ghosts rippling in his sleeves, as deep as the night and as deep as the big lake. He is the great witch of Southern Chu, in Huaian's words, he is the small path.
"Aren't you afraid?" Hua Wuxi sneered and said, "If you saw someone sitting down and entering the Tao, you would also be afraid if you saw the mountain in three days."
"Why should I be afraid? I have never enmity with him." Shan Lai said calmly. "What's more, even if he becomes enlightened in three days, it's just enlightenment. The training time is too short and he will never become a real threat."
"What if you don't take action then?" Hua Wuxi looked at the great wizard of Southern Chu under the eaves.
"Why do you think so?"
"Because I'm not very familiar with you." Hua Wuxi said, then became a little silent, "The person who was very familiar with me has unfortunately died in the hands of Zhang Xiaoyu. And he has learned a lesson from the last time. , it is difficult to spend money to hire people from Liuyun Sword Sect."
"You have to believe me, no matter how much we look down on the Northern Witch Way, after all, you are still members of the Witch Ghost Way, and we will naturally get closer to you."
"Then are you closer to my brother who lives far away in Huangliang, or to me?"
Shan Lai opened his eyes and looked at Hua Wuxi calmly.
"Your brother."
"Why?"
"After all, Northern Wizardry Road belongs to him now, not you."
Hua Wuxi was silent for a while in the yard, and looked up at the misty dusk.
Turned around and walked into the room.
"what are you up to?"
After a long time, Hua Wuxi came out of the room, carrying some things behind him. He looked at Shan Lai sitting under the eaves and said lightly: "Of course I'm ready to run away."
"Run to where?"
"I can't tell you. If I tell you, maybe you will come and kill me too."
Shan Lai looked at Hua Wuxi calmly for a long time and said, "Let's go."
Hua Wuxi nodded, opened the courtyard door and walked out.
Shan Lai walked to the door and glanced out of the alley. Hua Wuxi hurried away in the dusk with her luggage on her back.
Close the door, return to the yard, and look at the flowers and plants in the yard quietly.
Until night slowly fell, there was a knock on the door.
Shan Lai walked over and opened the door.
There was a young man standing outside the door, holding a black umbrella, his legs were a little lame, standing there holding on to the wall, with a sword on his back, a sword in his hand, and a peach blossom on his chest.
The boy smelled of alcohol but was very polite.
"I heard that Hua Wuxi lives here. Can you let me go in and kill him?"
Shan Lai looked at the young man calmly. The young man's words were very polite, but his sword was not there. The sword intention and vitality slowly surging around him meant that his heart did not seem to be so peaceful.
"Okay." Shan Lai nodded, "But the problem is that he is not here now."
"Where did he go?"
The young man asked cautiously while holding his sword in a posture that he could draw it out at any time.
"Going east."
Shan Lai pointed in the direction where Hua Wuxi left.
The young man looked behind Shan Lai suspiciously. The huge courtyard was empty, and it seemed that there was really no one left.
"Thank you." The young man said with his sword in his hands.
"You're welcome." Shan Lai said, "If you catch up with him, remember to say something."
"What words?"
"I really have no intention of killing him." Shan Lai said softly, "Even though it was his brother's commission."
The young man looked at Shan Lai behind the door in silence for a long time, and then his eyes fell on his cuffs, where there were weird and mysterious totem patterns.
"OK."
The young man said this as he limped towards the east alley with his sword in hand.
Shan Lai watched the young man leave, but this time he didn't close the door, so he stood at the door and waited.
After a long time, a man in black clothes and a sword with gold patterns appeared in the alley.
Di Qianjun, the southern dispatcher of Heavenly Prison.
Shan Lai stood at the door. When Di Qianjun came over, he bowed respectfully and said, "I have met the prison envoy."
Di Qianjun looked at Shan Lai calmly, then looked at the alley where the two teenagers left one after another, and said calmly: "It seems that you witches and ghosts are in chaos."
"It's just some personal grudges." Shanlai said softly, "I wonder why the prison envoy is here?"
"There are some things we can't understand, so we want to invite you to sit in the Heavenly Hell."
Di Qianjun spoke very calmly.
Shanlai also listened very calmly.
What was not calm was the wind in the alley, which was inexplicably strong.
Shanlai's hand has always been in his sleeve.
Di Qianjun also kept his hand on the sword.
"What if I don't want to go?" Shan Lai looked at the indifferent Di Qianjun in front of him and said softly.
Di Qianjun said calmly: "You are too close to me."
Shan Lai looked at the distance between the two.
It's really close.
Especially for someone like Di Qianjun, who was born in Liuyun Sword Sect, this is a very dangerous distance.
There was silence in the alley.
Then a lazy voice sounded from outside the alley.
"Speaking of which, you are all too close to Nanyi City."
The two turned to look.
Zhang Xiaoyu stood at the entrance of the alley with an empty scabbard on his back.
Di Qianjun was silent for a while, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Is Senior Brother Zhang on Yun Mengze's side?"
Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "I just think it's not good for people like you to fight in Nanyi City."
"If I remember correctly, senior brother should also have fought with others."
"We are different from you." Zhang Xiaoyu folded his arms and looked into the night, and said, "We Taoist people have always been measured in our actions."
Di Qianjun looked at Zhang Xiaoyu deeply and said, "Then I will ask Mr. Liu to discuss the matter of propriety with you."
"It's the same for everyone." Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly. "It's better to say it nicely if you have something to say."
The two were silent in the alley.
Zhang Xiaoyu said: "How about this? There is a card hall nearby. I'll invite you two to play a few rounds. If you have any questions, we can talk about it at the card table."
Shan Lai looked back at the direction the two teenagers were leaving, and said softly: "I don't think you are here to break up the fight."
Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether it is yes or no. The problem is that you have to do what I say. The Heavenly Prison is like this, and so are you Nanchu witches. If you feel unconvinced, you can ask for advice. "
Shan Lai said slowly: "Although I don't know how to play cards, I can learn how to play cards."
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Di Qianjun.
The latter didn't say anything, but his right hand left the hilt of the sword at his waist.
The three of them walked out of the alley and walked towards the nearby poker hall.
Zhang Xiaoyu walked lazily on the street, thinking to himself, I am indeed a damn good person.
...
The young man wore flowers on his clothes and was walking lamely in the darkness of the human world, leaning on his sword.
It is naturally difficult for a cripple to catch up with a normal person.
But if the lame man is a practitioner, then this matter will naturally have to be discussed separately.
A young man holding an umbrella and carrying two swords in a hurry is very eye-catching, but Nanyi City has the Human Sword Sect and has been peaceful for too long, so people will naturally not think in a bad direction.
Occasionally, one or two people saw the murderous look on the young man's face and felt that something was wrong and wanted to report it to the official. After taking a few steps, they were stopped by another young man.
The young man smelled of alcohol and was sitting on the guardrail by the river.
The man wanted to ask him what he wanted to do, but when the young man turned his head, he said politely: "Why is Mr. Bei drinking here today?"
Beitai naturally drinks here.
After the falling out with Nandao that day, Beitai has been around here ever since.
He knew there was a misunderstanding, but he didn't want to explain it.
At the same time, he also knew that Nandao would definitely not give up the idea of killing Hua Wuxi, so he waited here for several days.
Naturally, someone from Beitai would tell Nandao where Hua Wuxi lived.
Just like what he thought when he faced his father on the north platform of the alley that day.
I know what you are thinking, whether it is right or wrong, I am just not convinced.
Therefore, Beitai was not in a very good mood now. He looked at the person in front of him and said impatiently: "It's none of your business."
"Hahaha, Mr. Bei is really good at joking."
The man smiled awkwardly and walked away.
Beitai thought to himself, what am I talking about?
I've always been serious.
What I want to do is none of your business, nor theirs.
After looking at the direction Nan Dao left, Beitai turned around again, facing the river and drinking.
Infinite melancholy.
