After Nan Dao left, Chen He lay down at the counter on the first floor and had a dream.
In the dream, there was a bustling human town. I woke up in a tea shop by the window with a book in my arms.
The spring light outside the window was bright, and the footsteps and conversations of passers-by, along with the warm sunlight, shone into the window with the curtain half rolled up, and then fell on the table where he was lying.
"The grass is firefly, is the wine you brewed last time good?"
A rough voice asked not far from the window.
Then a gentle voice like a boy answered: "It smells a bit burnt, but it's much better than before."
The rough voice laughed and seemed to have gone away.
The young man's gentle laughter kept approaching, then he lifted the curtain of the tea shop and walked in.
There were not many people in the tea shop, and there were many empty tables, but the young man in green clothes came in and looked around for a while, but he walked directly to Chen He's table.
Chen He raised his head while holding the scroll, and found that he was still drooling. With some embarrassment, he tore off the line of crystal liquid under the spring sun, picked up his clothes and wiped it.
Cao Weiying sat down opposite Chen He's table, then looked at the book in Chen He's hand curiously, and asked softly:
"What book are you reading?"
Chen He lowered his head and looked at the book in his hand. He had read a biographical novel before. After thinking about it, he put the book on the table and pushed it over.
The young man picked up the book, opened the first page, and looked at it carefully.
He seemed to have forgotten that there was a confused person sitting across from him.
Chen He looked at the boy at the opposite table strangely, then turned to look out the window. It seemed that he had slept for too long, and his head was a little heavy. For a moment, he couldn't remember what he was doing before, so he stared at the spring scenery outside the window. It's a long street that makes you stay in a daze for a long time.
There was an old dog sleeping across the street outside the window. A child led by a woman stepped on it when he passed by. It screamed miserably. After barking for a while, it stopped miserably, changed its position and continued to sleep on its front legs. With.
Chen He looked at the lazy old dog and felt that it seemed familiar. Could it be that he had seen it somewhere before?
A civet cat with a blue bird in its mouth jumped in from the window, walked on the table, and stared at Chen He warily.
There were children crying outside.
"Mom, that stupid cat took my bird away again, wow wow wow..."
Cao Weiying finally raised her head, looked at the cat in the window, and hit its forehead with the book in her hand. The cat whined aggrievedly and let go of the bird in its mouth. After regaining his new life, he flew out with a swoosh. The civet cat reluctantly glanced at the bird outside the window, walked up to Cao Weiying, stretched out his head and cupped the boy's hand.
Cao Weiying petted the cat, put down the book in his hand, looked at Chen He, smiled and said, "It has always been a bit naughty."
Chen He didn't know why he would explain this to himself, but he nodded and said, "Yes."
Then he looked around and asked, "Where is this place?"
Cao Weiying picked up the teapot on the table and poured it. No tea was poured out. She looked back and saw that the shopkeeper behind the curtain was not there, so she took off the wine gourd from her waist, raised her head and drank. After taking a big sip, he turned to look out the window with squinted eyes. After thinking for a long time, he said, "I forgot about it too. Why don't you give it a name?"
Chen He thought for a while and said, "Then let's call it Laogou Town."
Cao Weiying squirted out her drink, and the cat she was holding in her arms was so frightened that she jumped out of the window.
Chen He looked at the young man innocently and said, "Didn't you ask me to get it? I don't know where this is. When I opened my eyes, I saw an old dog outside the window. It can't be called Old Cat Town."
Cao Weiying wiped the wine on the table dumbfounded and said, "Then let's call it Lao Dog Town."
"Is this a dream?" Chen He gradually remembered what he was doing before. After Nan Dao left, he lamented a little, so he went downstairs and took a book on the shelf to read, but it was inexplicably... I was sleepy, so I lay down on the counter and fell asleep.
Cao Weiying tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Whatever you think is what it is."
Chen He looked at Cao Weiying in silence, then turned to look out the window and said, "Then why did I have such a weird dream?"
Cao Weiying chuckled softly and said, "Perhaps you have encountered some difficult problems, so you want to come and see them in your dream?"
"That's true." Chen He sighed and said, "How wonderful it is to be in a dream. All your wishes come true, and all the things you never forget will always echo in your dreams."
"Instead of sighing, it's better to find someone to ask." Cao Weiying said with a smile, "Like me."
Chen He looked back at Cao Weiying and said, "Is it useful to ask you?"
"Of course it works."
So Chen He asked: "When will I be truly carefree?"
Cao Weiying looked at Chen He with raised eyebrows and said, "I thought you would ask about that friend of yours."
Chen He was stunned for a moment, looked at Cao Weiying up and down for a long time, and said, "You even know about this. It seems like this is really a dream." After saying that, he turned to look out the window, "Actually, this is also true. Are you asking about him?"
"tell me the story."
"It is inevitable for a person to make a few friends while he is alive. If a friend suddenly tells you that he is going to die, and then goes out with a sword to settle his regrets, you will definitely not be happy." Chen He said, sighing, "So I ask This question included his affairs, but I wanted to pursue the happiness of life more greedily, so I asked a big question."
Cao Weiying also sighed and said: "I don't know the big problem, but I do know the smaller one."
Chen He looked at Cao Weiying blankly and said, "Is this okay?"
"This is really okay."
The young man drinking by the window had a very sincere attitude.
So Chen He felt that he should believe him.
"But he was already dying."
"I know, I've met him several times."
"Then why didn't you tell him yourself?"
"He didn't ask me. He sighed as soon as he came in, which made me not want to pay attention to him."
Chen He looked at the young man in front of him for a long time and said, "Why do you want to help him?"
Cao Weiying stood up with the wine gourd, walked to the door of the tea shop, lifted the curtain, and the spring light in the town came in. The young man stood there for a long time, looked back at Chen He and said, "Because I saw some very interesting things." thing."
Chen He sat at the table with a blank look on his face, while Cao Weiying had already walked out.
A young man's voice came from the window.
"Bring him here and I'll help you."
Chen He stuck his head out of the window, watching the boy walking further and further down the long mossy street, and shouted loudly: "How can I bring him here?"
Cao Weiying thought for a while, then turned around and said, "The book you read is quite interesting. Then you can just find a few books like this, find a word for wine or a word for sword in the book, and then shout, I We're going to Laogou Town!" Cao Weiying turned around, her shoulders trembling as she didn't know what she was doing.
"Remember to speak louder, otherwise I might not hear you, and then you can come in."
Chen He wanted to say something else, but his figure gradually became illusive.
Cao Weiying walked up to the old dog, held it in for a long time, and then laughed wildly.
Touching the old dog's hunched ears.
"Now you are the mayor."
"Woof woof woof!"
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Chen He woke up from his dream, took a look at the sky, and hurriedly left the Xuansheyuan in a small wheelchair. He just walked out of the door, but he didn't know where to go to find Nandao, so he happened to meet someone holding a scabbard by the river and looking at it. Zhang Xiaoyu in the human world. Although he was not very familiar with Zhang Xiaoyu, Chen He had also heard Nan Dao mention him. What's more, Zhang Xiaoyu, as a disciple of the Human Sword Sect, would naturally be familiar with the affairs of Nanyi City.
"Mr. Xiaoyu?"
Zhang Xiaoyu was looking at the river and thinking about something when he heard someone calling him from behind. Although he didn't like people calling him names like Xiaoyu, he still turned around. Chen He was sitting there and they and Yun Hu didn't know each other. On the small wheelchair that had been tinkered with, he was looking at himself in a hurry.
"Is something wrong?" Zhang Xiaoyu felt that his ability to ask questions knowingly still needed to be improved.
"Sir, do you know where the South Island is?"
Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a while and said, "Maybe it's in the east of the city. You can go and look for it there."
"Thank you." Chen He got the answer. Without thinking much, he hurriedly started the small wheelchair and headed towards the east of the city.
Zhang Xiaoyu stood there, looking at Chen He's back, then looking down at the river and the scabbard in his arms, thinking quietly for a long time.
What's in the Xuanshu Courtyard?
Zhang Xiaoyu put the scabbard on his back and walked towards the courtyard.
Until it stopped in front of the library.
Zhang Xiaoyu naturally knew that Nan Dao had been living in the library since then.
After standing in front of the library and looking up at the unusual-looking courtyard in the night, Zhang Xiaoyu opened the door and walked in.
Zhang Xiaoyu had stayed here before in order to earn money from playing cards, so he was naturally very familiar with it. He went straight to the third floor listening platform.
Although Zhang Xiaoyu walked calmly, as if he was going to play cards as usual, the sword spirit lingered on the scabbard behind him, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.
The listening terrace was very quiet, with nothing there. The door leading to the lounge was open. I don't know if it was blown open by the wind or if I forgot to close it. It was very ordinary inside. Except for the bed and chairs, there were biographical novels that Chen He had read.
Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze. He stood by the wind listening platform and looked at the world in silence.
The bamboo leaves in the forest rustle in the spring night wind.
Nothing.
How could there be nothing?
So what on earth caused his sword to disappear from the world for so long?
Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a long time, turned around, and was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of an almost shriveled peach on the table beside the teapot and wine glass.
Nanyi City has been selling peaches recently.
But where can there be such a big March peach?
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at it for a long time, then walked to the table and raised his hand to touch it.
The scabbard behind him kept buzzing, as if something extremely terrifying had happened.
The moment Zhang Xiaoyu's fingertips touched the peach, a ferocious crack appeared on his face, as if a sword fell on his face. It looked particularly terrifying, and the scabbard behind him At the same time, it suddenly cracked.
With a groan, Zhang Xiaoyu hurriedly took a few steps back. The cracks on his face slowly faded, but a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Left bridge?"
Zhang Xiaoyu seemed to hear a suspicious voice, which came from nowhere, but soon the voice disappeared from the listening platform.
The breeze blows all over the building, and the green bamboos sway.
It was as if nothing had happened.
But the horror in Zhang Xiaoyu's heart was far from stopping.
It wasn't because his scabbard cracked, or because he suffered internal injuries from that sword intent.
But those two words.
Inclined bridge.
Of course, the inclined bridge is not just the name of the realm of sword intention.
He is the man who once sharpened sword cliff and was the fourth disciple of Sword Master Qing Yi.
He is also his master.
The first generation leader of the Human Sword Sect.
Zhang Xiaoyu knew that his sword might not appear for a long time.
