Of course Zhang Xiaoyu was joking.
Looking at Nan Dao who was speechless, Zhang Xiaoyu sat up again.
"Actually, it doesn't matter to the world whether you know these things or not." Zhang Xiaoyu said softly while looking at the water flowing under the bridge.
"Why?"
"If the sky falls, there will always be a human sword sect to hold it up." Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile, "If the human sword sect can't withstand it, then there is no point in knowing."
Nan Dao thought of what Yunhu Zhanzhan had said that night.
The small frame does not need to run.
The big frame can't run away.
This seems to be the case.
The Human Sword Sect, one of the three major sword sects in the world, is located in Nanyi City.
So many things become irrelevant to the world.
"I thought the world would be peaceful."
"Of course the world will be peaceful." Zhang Xiaoyu thought about the events of the past few days. There were too many ulterior secrets behind Bai Fengyu's death. “It’s the people who don’t want peace.”
Listening to these words, Nan Dao felt that there were many things that Zhang Xiaoyu didn't want to tell him, so he wanted to ask.
But Zhang Xiaoyu looked at him and said, "Actually, I wasn't joking about what I said before."
Nan Dao was stunned for a moment: "Which sentence?"
"If the situation is not right, you just run away."
"us?"
"Yes." Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "If the Sword Sect in the world is around, things will go wrong. Why don't you run away?"
"..."
"Junior brother, do you still have any questions?" Zhang Xiaoyu had already started to chase away the guests.
Nan Dao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu's scabbard wrapped with cloth and asked curiously: "Senior brother's sword hasn't come back yet?"
Zhang Xiaoyu looked back.
He said softly: "Yes, it may take a long time."
Nan Dao nodded and said, "Then let that person live a little longer."
...
After walking out of the gate of Jianzong, there was only young Hu Lu sitting there. Chen Huaifeng no longer knew where he had gone.
Nan Dao called Senior Brother again before bowing and saying goodbye.
After walking not far, he saw Chen Huaifeng under the tree by the river, looking at him quietly.
Nan Dao didn't know if he was waiting for her, but he still walked over with his sword in his hand, saluted, and asked, "Hello, senior brother."
Chen Huaifeng smiled, looked down at the wolfberry in the cup, and said, "My name is Chen Huaifeng."
"Hello, Senior Brother Chen."
"I heard that you had a fight with a man from Beiwu Road not long ago?" Chen Huaifeng asked while drinking tea and looking at Nandao.
Nan Dao was silent for a while, nodded and said, "Brother, why do you ask this?"
Chen Huaifeng smiled and said, "I'm just a little curious."
"What are you curious about?"
Chen Huaifeng said softly: "Hua Wuxi is quite famous in the Huangliang Northern Witch Path. Do you know why?"
Nan Dao shook his head.
"He is a natural wizard."
"How is he a natural wizard?"
"It is said that he is a person favored by Huangliang ghosts and gods."
Nan Dao fell silent.
"I feel a little strange that you can win." Chen Huaifeng said softly, "What's more, I have also heard the stories about you."
Nan Dao felt something was wrong and took a step back calmly.
"What do you mean, senior brother?"
"Among the ghost arts of Huangliang witchcraft, there is a ghost technique called detention." Chen Huaifeng held the cup and said slowly, "It sounds mysterious, but it is really mysterious, because it can arrest the soul of a person and derive it. Usage is to replace it.”
After hearing this, Nan Dao finally understood what Chen Huaifeng meant.
"Senior brother, do you suspect that I am Hua Wuxi?"
Chen Huaifeng didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
Nan Dao looked around and realized that the human world under this tree had been cut off.
The tree is full of sword wind.
Coming towards the South Island.
The sword behind Chen Huaifeng had only a scabbard left.
Nan Dao suddenly drew his sword and slashed towards his right side.
The wolfberry sword was split by the sword wind.
"Huh."
Chen Huaifeng was surprised when he saw Nan Dao's sword.
"Does Hua Wuxi know how to sword?"
Nan Dao looked at Chen Huaifeng and asked.
"I don't think so." Chen Huaifeng said softly, "But that boy named Nan Dao obviously can't chop my sword out with one sword."
The sword strike just now was naturally just an ordinary sword strike.
But even if there is no sword intent on it, there is no vitality attached to it.
After all, Chen Huaifeng is a person in the ninth realm of Xiaodao, the Sword Intent Qinglian realm.
Will such a person's sword be defused by someone who has entered the Taoist realm?
Nan Dao looked at Chen Huaifeng silently.
Although the latter did not take action again, his expression was calm, and the spring breeze of the river was blowing, giving it a suffocating feeling.
After a long time, Chen Huaifeng seemed to have figured out something, and the noise in the world returned to the tree again.
"The Human Sword Sect generally doesn't care about the so-called twelfth floor."
Chen Huaifeng raised his hand to retract his sword and walked slowly along the river bank.
"But if you want to forget some things, you must forget them completely."
Chen Huaifeng said softly, thinking of the old Taoist who had disrupted the world for decades.
Nan Dao watched Chen Huaifeng's leaving figure silently from behind.
"if not?"
Chen Huaifeng smiled and said: "Otherwise, it would be difficult for the human sword sect to stand up to him."
The human sword sect is often lazy and tolerant. If Bai Fengyu hadn't done things extremely well, Cong Ren would not have sent out that sword.
Nan Dao didn't look at him again.
He turned to look at the river beside him.
A silent young man holding an umbrella is reflected in the river.
Nan Dao looked down at his reflection, but suddenly laughed and said softly: "That's natural."
Chen Huaifeng had already walked far away. Maybe he heard these words, maybe he didn't.
But it didn't matter whether he heard or not.
A lot of things are just for myself.
After walking along the long river for a while, Nan Dao suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something, and that was that he didn't know whether Shushu had sent the letter for him.
So after searching for a long time in the Nanyi River, I saw Shushu's boat floating in the river.
But today there is another young man in Shushu's boat.
Wearing a loose black robe, with long hair disheveled, he was sitting at the head of the boat. He seemed to be here for a river cruise to enjoy the scenery. He was drinking wine at the head of the boat and looking at the long street of Nanyi City.
Shushu was holding the boat hard on the side, hessing and hessing.
In such a situation, Nandao was not easy to disturb, so he did not call Shushu.
Shushu caught a glimpse of Nan Dao, paused, and made a gesture to come back to him later. The man at the head of the boat saw that the boat was slow for a moment, so he followed Shushu's line of sight and saw the man holding the boat. Umbrella's Nan Dao seemed a little curious, but didn't say anything.
Nan Dao watched Shushu's boat float slowly away, then went to a nearby wine shop to get a bottle of wine, and drank under a tree by the river while waiting for Shushu to come back.
The place the man wanted to go didn't seem to be far away. It didn't take long for Shushu to come back with the boat. He stopped on the shore and looked longingly at the wine bottle in Nan Dao's hand.
Nan Dao handed the wine bottle over, and Shushu took it and took a big sip. He breathed out a comfortable breath, raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth, and then said, "Are you awake?"
Nan Dao was stunned for a moment, looked at Shushu and said, "What did you wake up from?"
Shushu thought for a moment and said, "When I was in the river two days ago, I saw someone selling tofu while pushing you around. Aren't you sleeping?"
Nan Dao probably understood what was going on.
Chen He, Chen He, are you really pushing me to sell tofu everywhere?
Nan Dao was speechless.
Then he looked at Shushu and said, "I'm not sleeping, I'm just enlightening."
Shushu laughed twice and handed the wine bottle to Nan Dao.
"By the way, did you ask someone to take my letter to the East China Sea?"
Shushu was a little angry when he heard Nan Dao's words. He stared at Nan Dao and said, "I think you are insulting my personality. It's not something valuable. I just wrote a few sentences. There is also a person." Typos..."
As Shushu was talking, he felt something was wrong, so he lowered his voice, looked at Nan Dao on the shore holding a wine bottle and sneered at him, looked up at the sky, and made an excuse: "It's not what I want to see. When I took it out that day, it accidentally blew open in the wind, and I just saw a little bit."
Shushu giggled and gestured in front of his eyes with his index finger and thumb.
Nan Dao sighed and said, "So have you sent it out yet?"
Shushu patted his chest and said: "That's necessary. When Qingqing came last time, I asked her to take her there, but I don't know where she is now. After all, we are all little demons, and she also likes to mess around. It might take a long time to go shopping.”
Nan Dao didn't care. He nodded and said, "Just send it over. I'm not in a hurry now."
Shushu asked curiously: "Why are you not in a hurry again? By the way, we have met several times. What's your story?"
Nan Dao was stunned for a moment, and he thought, "You're right, I seem to want to say something to Shushu."
Looking at Nan Dao's expression, Shushu raised his eyebrows and said, "You can't say you've forgotten it, right?"
Nan Dao took two sips of wine and nodded without thinking about it for a long time.
"Haha." Shushu laughed disdainfully.
Nan Dao said with some distress: "To be honest, I had a fight with someone not long ago. I was probably beaten unconscious. After I woke up, my head was not easy to use. It's not that I didn't want to tell you."
Shushu waved his hand and said, "If you don't want to, let it go. Why do you want to fight with others?"
Nan Dao thought about the stories about He Hua Wuxi and didn't know where to start, so he said: "This one is a bit long, let's talk about it next time."
"A man's mouth is like a deceiver."
Shushu lay down on the bow of the boat, looked up at the sky, and said sadly.
"..."
Nan Dao then said as much as he could.
"Probably because the two teenagers refused to obey the other, and then the conflict expanded. Well, that's how it is."
"What's the difference between this and not saying anything?"
"But that's it?" Nan Dao looked a little innocent.
"hehe."
While Shushu was chuckling, he caught a glimpse of someone sitting on the other side of the river with a gloomy face, so he jumped up, held the boat and leaned over there.
"I won't tell you anymore, Shushu has made money."
Nan Dao smiled softly and said, "Okay, let's go."
Shushu held the boat and quickly went to the other side. He didn't know what he said to the man, but he patted his chest again in his signature style.
The man was then tricked into boarding the ship.
The boat floated away in the river.
Mouse, who only wants to do good things, does look quite cute.
Nan Dao thought like this, of course, it would be great if he could change his habit of cheating people from time to time.
When he turned around and was about to leave this place, he saw a man in black robe looking at him quietly across the street.
The man in black robe has a token and a sword at his waist.
It was the person from Heavenly Prison who scared away the people of He Zong that night.
Nan Dao didn't know his name.
But many people know.
Di Qianjun.
Nan Dao thought for a long time while holding the wine bottle. He didn't know why he was looking at him, but he saw him walking slowly across the long street.
Nan Dao then held his sword and saluted.
"I've met my lord."
Di Qianjun stopped in front of Nan Dao, his eyes stayed on the umbrella, then returned to Nan Dao's face, and finally landed on Nan Dao's heart, looking at him quietly for a long time.
"South Island?"
"Yes, my lord."
"We investigated." Di Qianjun said calmly, "You came to Nanyi City on the fourth day of March, entered the Taoism on the fifth day of March, saw the mountain on the ninth day of March, and the twenty-second day of March, that is, before Sha Hua Wuxi , step into the realm of knowing water.”
Nan Dao held the umbrella in his hand tightly and said softly: "Why do you want to investigate me, sir?"
Di Qianjun said calmly: "None of this is important."
"What's important?"
Di Qianjun looked directly into Nan Dao's eyes, leaned forward slightly, and pressed over him in a black robe with gold patterns, as if wrapping the human world.
"Are you from Nanke Town?"
