Although he said this, Chen Huaifeng still held a cup of hot water and walked out of the door of Jianzong. The young boy Hu Lu was still sitting at the door of Jianzong holding his sword. If Cong Ren didn't come back, his sword would appear in front of the world. place.
Chen Huaifeng touched Hu Lu's head with a layer of green stubble and thought, as expected, it was Zhang Xiaoyu and Hu Lu, two juniors, who supported this crumbling home.
It's a pity that my sword has been put away several years ago.
While Chen Huaifeng was thinking, he looked at Hu Lu's sword hanging in the concierge.
Hu Lu was alert to Chen Huaifeng's thoughts and said firmly and resolutely: "Brother, this is not allowed."
Chen Huaifeng sighed and said, "Okay, but when you go out, you must have a sword."
Hu Lu thought for a while, then looked down at the sword in his lap.
Chen Huaifeng shook his head and said, "Junior brother, this is even more unacceptable."
I want to see the human world, not scare it.
The two stood at the door and thought for a while, somewhat at a loss.
Chen Huaifeng sighed, turned around, took a red card from the concierge's table, put it in his arms, and walked out of the door.
The little boy Hu Lu scratched the back of his head at the door and thought: "This is okay too?"
Chen Huaifeng had no intention of guessing what Hu Lu was thinking. He walked out of the Human Sword Sect leisurely with a cup of wolfberry tea in his arms.
The last time Chen Huaifeng came out of the Sword Sect was last year.
That day, several junior brothers won a lot of money playing cards, so with a wave of their hands, they were invited to drink at the riverside wine shop.
The disciples of the Sword Sect, who did not have any swords, sat on the bamboo platform, looking at the river in the world, chatting about the world, talking about the young man and his ideals, so happy.
He even asked Chen Huaifeng about the origin of his name.
Chen Huaifeng thought for a while and thought to himself, you should ask my father what I do.
But unable to resist the enthusiasm of his junior brothers who had drunk too much, Chen Huaifeng made up one on the spot.
Old nostalgia, youthful style.
Now that I think about it, this explanation is indeed not bad.
Melancholic youth, my young self.
But in fact, Chen Huaifeng has nothing to miss.
He had been favored by Cong Ren since he was a child and entered the human sword sect to practice. When he was twenty years old, he entered the minor path, and then missed the major path. After the age of twenty-five, he gradually faded out of the human world.
After seven years of playing cards in the Sword Sect, he also won a lot of property.
There is a house in the east of the city, which Chen Huaifeng bought a long time ago.
He plans to fight for a few more years. If he has not broken through to the ninth level of the trail at the age of thirty-five, he will break away from the Sword Sect, find an older girl to be married in Nanyi City, get married and have children, start a small business, and have nothing to do. Playing cards is like a lifetime.
At first, he thought about finding someone younger and good-looking, but when he thought about it, he was already thirty-five, so how could there be any young and beautiful girl who could look up to him.
Chen Huaifeng thought about it with a little regret. If he had known that he had been more active, he might have been able to save the girl who fell into the water like Junior Brother Xiaoyu, and have a good relationship from then on.
But it seems that the girl named Li Qinghua hasn't come to see Zhang Xiaoyu for a while, so she might not be in love with him anymore.
When Chen Huaifeng thought of this, he felt a little worried for Zhang Xiaoyu.
Li Qinghua is so nice. Her family still runs a cloth shop in the city. She is also good-looking and has a gentle and gentle appearance.
I don't know what Zhang Xiaoyu's cramp is, but he just doesn't like others and hides here and there all day long.
If it were me, I would have licked it long ago.
Chen Huaifeng was walking on the river bank with the spring breeze blowing, and he did not forget to tidy up his appearance in front of the river.
At the age of thirty-two, no matter how handsome and good-looking you were back then, you are still going downhill. If you don’t pay attention to your appearance, if you really reach the age of thirty-five, you may not be able to marry a wife.
Chen Huaifeng thought mockingly to himself, and at the same time he felt that he was still stuck in the minor realm for so many years. Is it because he was not attentive enough?
The colorful world is charming!
Chen Huaifeng took a sip of wolfberry tea and continued walking by the river with the cup in hand.
Then we stopped at a bridge.
There has always been something to say about the bridgehead in Nanyi City.
Back then, Master Cong Zhongxiao liked to watch girls washing their feet on the bridge in spring.
At that time, there were many peach trees planted in Nanyi City. Unfortunately, after the death of Master Cong Zhongxiao, those peach trees also died in the years, leaving only the one from the Human Sword Sect that lived for a thousand years.
Chen Huaifeng also likes to look at the bridge.
But he didn't like looking at girls' feet.
He liked to see the way a girl would raise her head and tuck a strand of black hair behind her ear after washing her feet by the river.
The kind of look with a waterfall of black hair hanging lightly on the side of the exquisite earlobes.
Incomparable to the beauty of the world.
When Chen Huaifeng was thinking like this, he saw a girl raising her head by the river and twirling her black hair. Then she noticed Chen Huaifeng's gaze, smiled shyly, and then walked lightly on the blue stone steps with her shoes. left.
Incomparable to the beauty of the world!
Chen Huaifeng thought like this and took a big sip of wolfberry tea.
Then I decided to go to the girl and ask her name.
The thirty-two-year-old man had not left the Sword Sect for a long time. When he saw the scenery outside for the first time this spring, he became confused.
Just as he took a step forward, he saw someone behind him pushing a small wheelchair and walking slowly.
This wheelchair is different from what Chen Huaifeng usually sees.
There is a big black box in front, still steaming, and there is an iron plate next to it, on which a few pieces of white and tender tofu are being fried.
When Chen Huaifeng saw those pieces of tofu, he thought of the girl's snow-white earlobes.
The person pushing the small wheelchair was a young man about the same age as Zhang Xiaoyu. He looked very relaxed. Sitting in the wheelchair was a sleeping boy holding a black umbrella.
When Chen Huaifeng saw the iconic black umbrella, he knew who the boy was.
Nan Dao was rejected by Master's numerous instructions.
I just don't know what he was sleeping on.
So Chen Huaifeng looked at the young man pushing the wheelchair.
The young man also noticed Chen Huaifeng, smiled, and enthusiastically asked, "Would you like tofu?"
Chen Huaifeng looked at the sizzling tofu pieces on the iron plate, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Let's have a piece. How much does it cost?"
The young man said: "Two cents per dollar."
Chen Huaifeng counted out two pennies from his arms and placed them on the black box.
The young man collected the money and quickly started to sprinkle pepper, chili powder and other seasonings on the tofu, then sprinkled with green onions, scooped it up with a small bamboo slice, and handed it to Chen Huaifeng.
Chen Huaifeng took it and took a bite, then remembered that it was the sizzling tofu that Zhang Xiaoyu had mentioned to him. He thought it was really delicious. No wonder his junior brother drooled over it every day.
The young man watched Chen Huaifeng eating with a smile. While Chen Huaifeng was eating, he looked at Nan Dao in the wheelchair and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
The young man looked back and wanted to sigh, but stopped himself and said, "He may have to sleep for a while. I'll push him out to bask in the sun to prevent him from getting moldy. Then I can sell some tofu to earn some money and drink."
Chen Huaifeng didn't ask further. He just listened to the young man talking about drinking, shook his head and said: "Drinking is not good, it is best to drink tea. It would be best if you can add some wolfberry and angelica."
The young man smiled and said, "I will do it later."
Chen Huaifeng was busy eating tofu and licking the oil and water on the bamboo board. He breathed out a comfortable sigh and said, "Okay, if you eat this piece of tofu, half a year's health will be wasted."
The young man laughed, and then pushed the small wheelchair slowly forward.
Chen Huaifeng lowered his head and took a sip of wolfberry tea and rinsed his mouth, and then he remembered what he was going to do earlier.
Looking towards the other side of the river, the girl had already disappeared.
"It's not the five flavors that make people feel refreshed, but it's the five flavors that make people blind."
Chen Huaifeng sighed and walked onto the bridge with regret.
Although I haven't visited Nanyi City for a long time, it seems that nothing has changed after Chen Huaifeng has been away for a while.
Playing cards, chatting, busy with life, and busy with happiness.
It's not as serious as Zhang Xiaoyu said.
That kid must be lazy and deliberately exaggerating.
Chen Huaifeng thought, and then saw a man standing under a locust tree not far away.
Or rather a demon.
Dead demon.
Did something really happen?
Chen Huaifeng thought about it and walked over. The demon stood under the locust tree at the entrance of the alley. People came and went, but no one noticed him.
It seemed that no one had been paying attention, so when Chen Huaifeng walked over, he did not dodge, and even looked curiously at the man holding a cup of wolfberry tea.
So when Chen Huaifeng walked up to him and said hello.
"Hello, little monster."
The demon looked back behind him to make sure that Chen Huaifeng was talking to him, and then said in surprise: "Can you see me?"
Chen Huaifeng held the cup and looked at this monster with a slender body and a big head with a smile: "If you are talking to me, then the one I should see is you."
Under normal circumstances, if a person meets another person in Nanyi City who can see through his disguise and keeps talking to you with a smile, then he will definitely be very panicked, because this person must be a proud disciple from the Human Sword Sect.
But the dead demon who looked like a mushroom didn't. He tilted his head, laughed, and said in a calm voice that was extremely inconsistent with his facial expression: "Interesting."
Chen Huaifeng also found it interesting. He changed from holding the cup with both hands to holding the cup with one hand, and stuffed the other hand into his arms.
"It seems that there are indeed some weird things happening in Nanyi City."
Chen Huaifeng, surrounded by sword wind, took a step forward.
The spring light on the long street disappeared suddenly, and the world fell into darkness.
Just like Chen Huaifeng's name.
The years are like old memories, disappearing in the wind of youth.
"It turns out it's not a little monster." Chen Huaifeng sighed, because he felt nothing in his arms, "but a big ghost."
So he crushed the tea cup in his hand, and the tea fell down and stretched into the shape of a sword.
Chen Huaifeng held the wolfberry tea sword and turned into invisible wind. He suddenly appeared in front of the dead demon, thrust out the sword, and then fell silent.
Because the wolfberry tea sword also disappeared.
Chen Huaifeng clenched his fist and hit the monster - like hitting a big mushroom.
The dead monster soul suppressed its smile and looked at Chen Huaifeng calmly, holding a red ball and a cup of tea in his hand.
"That is not allowed, and this is not allowed either."
