Of course there is something beautiful to see in the twilight.
Deep in the great swamp, among the Wushan peaks that emerged from beneath the great swamp, there was a man named Liu Sanyue who rejected the goddess's kindness.
But Chen He couldn't see it.
Zhang Xiaoyu couldn't see it either.
Even if you can see it, you don’t have time to look at it.
After sitting in a pool for several days, the remaining sword intent on that peach was finally forced out by the sword intent left behind by the third generation master of the Sword Sect in the World.
Zhang Xiaoyu didn't want to see anyone at this time.
Because his face was covered with sword marks, it was like someone had thrown a sieve basket in the face when he went to steal something.
The reason why this picture comes to mind.
It's because Zhang Xiaoyu really stole things.
After losing poker a few years ago, I was really craving for that sugar-oil cake, but I didn't have any money, so when I passed by someone else's house, I saw a basket of large radishes that were going to be dried.
Zhang Xiaoyu thought about stealing it and selling it at the vegetable market, and then buying sugar and oil cakes to eat.
Unexpectedly, the man was in the yard. He picked up the sieve basket and gave it to Zhang Xiaoyu.
Zhang Xiaoyu, the proud disciple of the Sword Sect, was chased down an alley and fled in embarrassment.
Su Guang was there at that time, and it was Zhang Xiaoyu who he encouraged.
Zhang Xiaoyu sat by the bridge and looked down at the sword marks on his face in the stream, thinking about those things back then.
A Taoist rhyme spread out, and mountains and rivers were faintly formed beside the pool.
The sword fight between the two parties was a bit too intense until the end.
Zhang Xiaoyu had to release Dao Yun to protect himself.
The sword marks are getting deeper and deeper, and there is faint blood overflowing from the marks, which looks particularly ugly.
This was hard to accept for Zhang Xiaoyu, who always prided himself on being personable.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, all the vague mountains and rivers in the pond moved towards Zhang Xiaoyu's body, directly entangled with those sword intentions.
Such a harsh approach made Zhang Xiaoyu turn pale instantly, and the bridge beneath him was filled with sword intent.
But at least it is a bridge that is crossed by an inclined bridge, so it will not collapse.
A long time passed, until dusk set in the west, and when the blood from the setting sun shone on the bridge, Zhang Xiaoyu also added a touch of blood to the bridge.
Zhang Xiaoyu raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, breathing out his breath happily.
damn it.
Finally got this thing out.
Zhang Xiaoyu coughed twice more, coughed up the remaining blood in his throat, and spat it into the stream with a loud sound.
When he turned around, he saw Cong Xin wearing a floral skirt looking at Zhang Xiaoyu in the dusk with a look of gloating.
Zhang Xiaoyu felt bad, and as expected, Cong Xin had nothing good to say.
"When the old guy comes back, I'm going to tell him you spit in this."
Zhang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows and said, "What did you just say? Old guy? Then I have to tell him that you called him old."
"He is already old."
"There is saliva in the water."
The two stared at each other.
After a long stalemate, Cong Xin said, "I don't care, you haven't bought me anything delicious for a long time."
Zhang Xiaoyu thought, so this is the case, then you should have said it earlier.
Zhang Xiaoyu stood up at the end of the bridge. His feet were numb and sprained from sitting for too long. He picked up his scabbard wrapped in rags from the side and tied it to his body. He looked at Cong Xin and said, "Okay. , I haven’t played cards for a long time, and when I come back from playing cards, I’ll buy you sugar and oil cakes to eat.”
"Do you still have any money left after playing cards?"
Of course Cong Xin didn't believe Zhang Xiaoyu's lies.
Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled and said, "If I don't play cards, I won't have any money left."
Cong Xin rushed forward and was about to beat Zhang Xiaoyu, but Zhang Xiaoyu laughed and ran out of the pond on the green bushes without the grace of a disciple of the Sword Sect.
Zhang Xiaoyu ran a long way and still heard Cong Xin screaming like a sad female ghost by the pool.
Although he was going to play cards, Zhang Xiaoyu went to the Jianzong gate first.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had my head wrapped around Xiao Hulu’s head, and I miss it very much.
But when Zhang Xiaoyu walked there, he sighed in disappointment.
Hu Lu, who was sitting with his back to the door and hugging Fang Cun, had black spots on his head.
It's no longer the kind of detail that makes people want to stop.
Hu Lu heard the sigh behind her, looked back, and subconsciously covered her head.
This actually aroused Zhang Xiaoyu's desire to buy him.
He laughed, ran over, hugged Hu Lu's head and shook it violently.
"Senior...Senior brother, don't get excited, senior brother, I'm going to be knocked unconscious by you!"
Hu Lu wailed in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms.
Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled and let go of his hand, sitting down aside.
"Senior brother, are you ready?"
Hu Lu looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked.
When Zhang Xiaoyu ran back in embarrassment that day, his sword intent was so powerful that the young boy Hu Lu felt awe in his heart.
Xindao is worthy of being a senior brother, he broke through so quickly.
Only later did I realize that if I broke any realm, it was because my appearance had broken!
Those sword intentions did not belong to Zhang Xiaoyu at all.
Although Hu Lu thought so, she still kindly called a few senior brothers over and dragged Zhang Xiaoyu, who kept squealing, into a pond.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the smile hidden in Hu Lu's clear eyes and knew that this kid must be thinking about what happened at that time again. He wanted to give him another meal, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.
After all, he is his junior brother.
Rather than making others laugh, it is better to make your junior brother laugh.
"Of course." Zhang Xiaoyu said with relief.
"Then senior brother is going to play cards?" Hu Lu said sadly.
Zhang Xiaoyu laughed and said, "Junior brother is indeed smart."
"If I had been locked up for a few days, I would have definitely gone crazy thinking about playing cards." Hu Lu wailed, "But, senior brother, I have been sitting here for more than half a month!"
"Hahahahaha!"
Zhang Xiaoyu smiled happily, stood up and touched Hu Lu's head again.
"Junior brother, please continue to sit. Senior brother will go play cards first, hahahaha."
Hu Lu looked at Zhang Xiaoyu walking back to the Sword Sect, and wanted to give him a blow with the square inch in his hand.
Most of them are dog-slaughters who are loyal and righteous, and Zhang Xiaoyu is the most ruthless.
Damn it.
Zhang Xiaoyu naturally didn't know that he had been pierced into a big colander in Hu Lu's heart.
Humming a tune while walking across the garden's sloping bridge path, I didn't forget to joke with a senior who had picked up a bad hand of cards by the pool.
We walked all the way to Sanchi and walked along the path through the small gate. When we passed by an old man selling sugar-oiled cakes, I suddenly remembered what happened to Cong Xin. After thinking about it, I bought a sugar-oiled cake and carried it in my arms to avoid getting hurt. I really lost all my money and couldn't afford anything.
As for why he only bought one, it's because Zhang Xiaoyu's current love is no longer sugar-coated cake, but iron-plate tofu.
When Zhang Xiaoyu arrived outside Su's Inn carrying a sugar-oiled dumpling that was hot on his chest, he unexpectedly discovered that Su Guang's father had rarely appeared in the inn.
This made Zhang Xiaoyu feel a little scared.
After all, the reason why his father didn't come to the inn was because Su Guang lost money every day, which made him angry.
It’s not that I’m not good at poker.
It’s just that his father thought that when I started my business, I only earned money from playing cards. How come I lost all my money to this kid?
Zhang Xiaoyu saw his father sitting there and was about to retreat secretly and go look for Su Guang elsewhere when he was stopped by Su Guang's father.
"stop!"
This sound was quite powerful, so Zhang Xiaoyu subconsciously stopped and looked back at him with a smile.
"What a coincidence. Why is Uncle Su here today?"
Mr. Su sneered and said, "If I don't come here, Su Guang will fight you for who knows how long. Where are the others? Why are you still hiding and not daring to see me?"
Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned and said, "I don't know. I have been in the Sword Sect recently and haven't come out to play cards for several days."
Mr. Su was also stunned for a moment.
Could it be that this kid has lost forever alone and no longer knows how long it will take?
But that's not right. If he hadn't been fooling around with Zhang Xiaoyu, Su Guang would usually have gone home for dinner.
The two thought for a long time and felt that something was not right, so they ran upstairs and rummaged around in the room that Su Guang had occupied all year round.
Only then did he realize that Su Guang had packed up all his things and had gone somewhere.
When walking downstairs, a regular customer came in. Seeing the two people's posture, he said, "Are you looking for the young shopkeeper?"
Zhang Xiaoyu nodded.
The man said: "Just this morning, I saw him carrying his things and heading to the north of the city. I also asked him if he had lost all his property and was going to run away. The young shopkeeper didn't say anything and just looked at me. One glance, and then left without looking back.”
The two of them were stunned for a moment.
Is Su Guang having a convulsion?
So I ran nearby and asked what happened to Su Guang recently.
People nearby told the two that nothing happened recently, except that this morning, they said they were going to play cards with Zhang Xiaoyu, but they disappeared after they came back.
The two asked all the way back to the alley.
Only then did I learn the general story from the old man Tangyou Daddy.
Su Guang wanted to play cards with Zhang Xiaoyu, but he met a young man who said that Zhang Xiaoyu was concentrating on his spiritual practice, so he was stimulated and went north to Lingnan?
Zhang Xiaoyu secretly glanced at Mr. Su beside him, expecting him to scold him.
As a result, the old man didn't say anything. He just stood at the entrance of the alley and looked at the long street heading north. He sighed, said that was fine, and then turned and left.
Zhang Xiaoyu stood alone at the entrance of the alley.
As night falls, the lights in the world rise, shining brightly on the smooth stone slabs.
Maybe it's just like Su Guang's decision.
Mr. Su may have thought so too.
It’s okay to go out and practice.
It was better than hanging out in Nanyi City playing cards all their lives, although they could afford to lose - everyone said that Su Guang lost all the Su family's inn, but he lost the inn, the cloth shop, and many shops.
But Zhang Xiaoyu felt that this was not good.
What’s good about practicing spiritual practice?
Is your cultivation full of troubles like yourself?
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed, squatted down at the entrance of the alley, and took out the sugar-oiled daddy from his arms, which was originally reserved for Cong Xin.
But now Zhang Xiaoyu was in a bad mood, so he ate it himself.
In the past few years, when he and Su Guang lost their minds after playing cards all night long, they would often squat on the roadside shivering in the cold morning wind and eat sugar-oiled cakes.
It's hot, sweet and greasy. After eating it, I have the ambition to fight another night.
But Su Guang's sudden departure made Zhang Xiaoyu miss those nights and mornings extremely.
Su Guang is naturally not a big shot in the world. Even in the north of the city, many people don't know his name.
It is generally called Zhang Dian Pao's card set.
The vast majority of people in the world are like this.
Living in the world, small, like a grain of sand.
But to Zhang Xiaoyu, Su Guang was very big.
He is his very good friend and poker partner.
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed, looking past the lights of the world to the lonely mountains to the north. After eating the sugar-oiled cake alone, he stood up and stamped his feet, just like he did after playing cards all night, stamping his feet in the cold morning wind. It won't be so cold.
Then he carried the scabbard on his back and walked towards the nearby poker hall.
The card partner is gone.
The cards continue to be played.
...
When Liu Sanyue woke up again, she was in a small courtyard.
Lying on a chair under the eaves, there was an old man with white hair beside him, smiling at the flower bed illuminated by the lights under the eaves.
Liu Sanyue wanted to sit up, but the old man heard the noise and turned to look at Liu Sanyue.
"It's not fun to move around. I just finished treating your wounds."
Liu Sanyue lowered his head and looked at his body.
The clothes have been changed, and they are now ordinary coarse cloth clothes. There are some bandaged cloth strips everywhere under the clothes, with blood stains on them. There was a clothes rack made of bamboo not far away, and my green robe was hanging on it, still dripping with water.
It seems that at the foot of a mountain, many flower beds spread out, spreading out a large area of business in the moonlight.
Farther away, you can see the vast taro sea outside Daze, green and gray, swaying in the night wind.
Liu Sanyue lay down quietly, looking at everything nearby, and then turned his head to look at the old man sitting on the small bench beside him.
"Thank you, old man."
The old man shook his head and said: "It's your own good fortune. You fell into a coma in the swamp and floated up. I just happened to dig some taro to eat, otherwise you would have to be washed back to the swamp again tonight. "
As the old man spoke, he pointed to the west.
There, far away in the night, there was a huge river falling from the mountains.
Liu Sanyue chuckled softly and said, "Maybe my life really shouldn't be cut off?"
"Have you ever encountered something that was fatal to you?"
Liu Sanyue looked at the old man, thought for a while, and said, "This is a very cruel story. I'm afraid that if I tell it, it will scare you."
The old man patted his thigh and laughed, and said, "I have lived for more than seventy years. What cruel stories can scare me?"
Liu Sanyue said sincerely: "I'm not scolding you, but I still want to say that living a long time does not mean seeing a lot."
The old man shook his head and smiled and said, "You young children."
What happened to the young baby?
The old man did not continue.
Liu Sanyue was a little curious and said, "What happened to us?"
The old man smiled and shook his head without saying anything.
The two of them were blowing the humid wind from Daze in the small courtyard, and the fragrance of flowers lingered in the wind.
Liu Sanyue looked at the flowers filling the courtyard and the flower beds stretching outside the courtyard.
"Did you grow all of this?"
Liu Sanyue asked.
The old man nodded and said: "Yes, I have been planting it for many years. I didn't know how to plant it at the beginning. Not long after planting it, it died. Otherwise, the seeds were soaked in the mud and rotted when they were dug out. ”
"You can always learn after planting too much." Liu Sanyue said with a smile, "It looks really good like this."
"That's natural." The old man said as he recalled, "After a lot of the seeds were killed in the beginning, I went back to Nanyi City and went to Xuanshuyuan specifically to find some books to read. You learn while planting, so you slowly plant more and more, and the better you plant.”
Liu Sanyue noticed the words in the old man's words, 'Go back and visit Nanyi City'.
"You old man used to be from Nanyi City?"
"It's been many years. I came out of Nanyi City decades ago. They all like to play cards. I don't like to play cards. I just want to be quieter. So I just came out and built a house by myself at the foot of the mountain. It's nice to be quiet. Very much."
"So that's it." Liu Sanyue nodded.
He didn't ask the old man what he did in Nanyi City before.
The old man looked at the flower beds with a smile, but asked: "What about you? Where do you come from, and what are you doing in Daze?"
Liu Sanyue thought for a moment and said, "I came from the north, which is very far away. I have to go to Huaidu, and it is also in a very quiet place."
That place is called Qingtian Road.
But Liu Sanyue didn't say anything.
Liu Sanyue left Qingshan of Qingtian Road many years ago and went to Huaidu to serve as an official. This was not said.
Those are unimportant things.
The important thing is that I went from a quiet place to a bustling place and then to a very mysterious place.
"How quiet is it?" The old man seemed very moved.
Liu Sanyue thought for a while and said: "In winter, when it snows, the entire green mountain is covered with snow, so you can hear a rabbit running in the snow in the mountain next door."
"That's really quiet." The old man said with great envy.
Liu Sanyue laughed softly and said: "But people can't stay in a quiet place all the time. The world is very big. You always have to go out and walk around to see the bright lights and the bustling streets. Listening in the heavy snow The rabbit run in the mountain next door is very good, but it is also very good to listen to the laughter and noise in the wind on the long street. It is not a choice, but to walk through them one by one."
The old man didn't ask about these things, but Liu Sanyue said it anyway, minding his own business.
It's like I haven't broken free from the story on that high platform.
It seemed like he was explaining to himself why he had to make such a decision.
The old man smiled on the bench beside him and said: "Yes, they are all very good. Then why did you come to Dazeli?"
Liu Sanyue thought for a while and said, "Because I thought there would be something in Daze."
"Generally speaking, there will be some twists and turns."
This sentence was a bit playful, so Liu Sanyue should normally smile, but when he thought of what he saw in Daze, he couldn't laugh. He just said softly: "Yes, there is a twist, because the things in there, It’s not what I thought it was.”
Who in the world would have thought that the word "divine" in the Wuguishen Sect really represents an existence, and is not just a rhetorical exaggeration to increase momentum?
The old man was very curious and moved the small bench closer to Liu Sanyue.
"So what's in there?"
Liu Sanyue was silent for a long time, looking up at the vast swamp where the fog in the wind was dispersing.
"Do you believe in ghosts and gods?"
