Zhang Xiaoyu was chewing the buns while walking towards the two Nandao people in the drizzle.
"Junior brother, why are you here today?" Zhang Xiaoyu has always been a genius at pretending to be confused.
After all, people who can leave debts everywhere in Nanyi City will not pretend to be confused, and it will be difficult to fool them.
Nan Dao sat at the top of the city holding an umbrella, turned his head and looked at the green mountains in the world, and said, "Come and listen to the rain."
Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "If you want to listen to Yu, why don't you just play cards."
"Senior brother, why don't you go play cards?"
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said: "There is nothing we can do. With so many sword cultivators coming to Nanyi City, the human sword cultivator will always come out to take a look."
Nan Dao looked around and saw that the sword cultivators were all looking vaguely in his direction, but of course they were not looking at him, but at Zhang Xiaoyu, a disciple of the Human Sword Sect.
Nan Dao withdrew his gaze, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Senior brother, if you are busy, you can go and do it. I will just sit here for a while."
Zhang Xiaoyu was naturally extremely reluctant to do these things. Unfortunately, he was now the person of the Human Sword Sect looking after the human world. When he walked over, he was a little secretly happy when he saw Nan Dao here. He thought that he might as well go with Nan Dao. Nonsense, just watch it by the way.
But seeing Nan Dao say this, he could only nod his head and said, "I'll come back later to talk to my junior brother."
Nan Dao nodded.
Zhang Xiaoyu headed towards the center where the sword cultivators gathered in the distance.
Nan Dao was watching from a distance. When he saw Zhang Xiaoyu approaching, the sword cultivators gathered around him with smiles. He didn't know what they said to Zhang Xiaoyu. In short, it was not something very pleasant. , so Zhang Xiaoyu looked sad and nodded reluctantly.
Then he stood on the top of the city, looked at the sword cultivators, and coughed twice.
"Ahem, since everyone wants me to say a few words so strongly, I will reluctantly say a few words to you. I also thought about it, which words should I say? Then I will say these few words, then, I Believe me, these few sentences are better than those few sentences, so today I will say these few sentences first. Then if you feel that these few sentences are not comprehensive enough, ah, in the future, I will add a few more sentences. .”
Nan Dao stared blankly at Zhang Xiaoyu, who was smiling and talking nonsense.
Even Chen He, who was still wondering where he would sell tofu in the future, turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu over there in shock.
A group of sword cultivators from Lingnan looked at each other. They had never experienced such a scene before, and they didn't know how to proceed.
Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care about everyone's attitude and looked around the crowd with a slight smile.
"I've finished speaking. Who agrees and who opposes?"
"...."
The entire Nanyi City was silent.
What do you oppose and what do you support?
The Lingnan sword cultivators scratched their heads and wondered, don't the people in Nanyi City speak human language now?
Someone clapped, and then all the sword cultivators reacted and clapped together, very enthusiastically, as if they had listened to an extremely exquisite sermon.
Zhang Xiaoyu walked down to a round of applause and greeted everyone with a smile.
Who was the first to applaud?
Nan Dao looked at Chen He who was standing aside, and the latter explained seriously: "I think it's really good!"
"?"
"It looks like he only said those few sentences. In fact, what he said is much more than these few sentences. If you take apart those few sentences, you will find that there are deeper sentences hidden in them."
Chen He explained approvingly, and then said to Zhang Xiaoyu who was walking towards him:
"Mr. Zhang is indeed a disciple of the Human Sword Sect. These words are really good."
"Hey, what the hell." Zhang Xiaoyu held his hands in front of his face and smiled proudly, "A prize is a prize."
Nan Dao held an umbrella and moved silently toward the distance, for fear that others would know that he knew them both.
The two people, who were not familiar with each other, felt on the spot that they would be lifelong friends after Zhang Xiaoyu's astonishing speech, so they sat arm-in-arm on the top of the city and started talking nonsense.
After learning that Chen He could also fry sizzling tofu, Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but sigh that he hated seeing each other so late.
The two of them said that they were going back to fry some tofu, drink some wine, and talk about life and ideals.
Nan Dao was silently holding an umbrella and covering his face. The two asked him if he was going. Nan Dao turned to look at the sky blurred by drizzle.
"The sun is so full today!"
The two of them ignored Nan Dao and walked towards the city, arm in arm.
I will probably say a lot more words.
After the two left, the top of the city became quiet again. The Lingnan sword cultivators were still thinking deeply about what Zhang Xiaoyu said.
Lu Xiaoxiao watched from a distance.
She didn't listen to whether there was any deep meaning in what Zhang Xiaoyu said.
Because even though she was far away, she was still very confused. Wearing a bamboo hat and scratching the city wall, she looked at Nandao very confusedly.
After hesitating for a long time, Lu Xiaoxiao finally made up his mind after seeing Chen He leave with Zhang Xiaoyu.
The one who knows who he is is gone, so why not go and find out more about him?
He doesn't know who he is anyway.
Lu Xiaoxiao clenched his fists, cheered himself up, and walked towards the South Island as if nothing had happened.
Nan Dao was sitting at the top of the city when he smelled the smell of steamed buns and came towards him.
Then when he turned around, he saw the female swordsman who was sitting in the corner munching steamed buns coming to his side. Nan Dao was wondering when he heard the woman say: "Do you know Senior Brother Zhang Xiaoyu?"
Nan Dao suddenly realized that he was here for Zhang Xiaoyu. He nodded and said, "Yes, what's the matter?"
Lu Xiaoxiao shook his head and said: "It's nothing, I just saw that you seemed to be familiar with him. By the way, which sword sect in Lingnan are you from?"
Nan Dao shook his head and said, "I am not from the Lingnan Sword Sect."
"Oh, it turns out you are from the Human Sword Sect."
Nan Dao thought about the scene when he was initially rejected by the Human Sword Sect, smiled and said, "I am not a member of the Human Sword Sect either."
Lu Xiaoxiao seemed to still want to guess something. Nan Dao held up an umbrella and sighed, saying, "I'm not from any Sword Sect, I'm just a concierge of Xuansheyuan."
When Nan Dao talked about this identity, he hesitated. After all, he hadn't done anything for Mr. Mei for a long time. But when I thought about it again, I felt something was wrong. Why were all the questions being asked about me? So I looked suspiciously at this female swordsman who smelled like vegetable oil in her buns.
When Lu Xiaoxiao saw Nan Dao's look, he laughed awkwardly and said, "Nothing, I'm just curious about how you met Senior Brother Zhang."
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "We met while playing cards."
"Bad card game!"
Lu Xiaoxiao said quickly.
"?"
Nan Dao looked at her with confusion.
Lu Xiaoxiao coughed twice. She said that sentence subconsciously because she was really worried that Nan Dao would be addicted to playing cards and miss the path of spiritual practice.
That would be a waste of resources.
But he soon realized that he didn't seem to have the status to say such a thing. He looked outside the city and thought for a while, then looked back at Nandao and said, "Because Senior Brother Zhang is a very good example."
Nan Dao has never heard of Zhang Xiaoyu's stories.
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Zhang?"
"Senior Brother Zhang entered the Seventh Realm a long time ago, but ever since he became obsessed with playing cards, he has stayed here." Lu Xiaoxiao said earnestly, "You are still young, so I will think about playing cards later, but Don’t follow Senior Brother Zhang’s old path.”
"..." Nan Dao was silent, "Thank you, but this probably won't happen because no one wants to play cards with me."
No one wants to play a poker game that they know they will lose.
Although Lu Xiaoxiao didn't know why, he nodded expectantly and said, "This is best."
Listening to Lu Xiaoxiao's tone, Nan Dao felt that the atmosphere was a little weird. He thought about it and said, "Yeah, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Lu Xiaoxiao nodded and said, "Okay, okay."
Nan Dao left in a hurry with his sword on his back.
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Nan Dao's back from behind and sighed. After talking for a long time, she still didn't have the nerve to ask Nan Dao that question.
It wasn't until Nan Dao was no longer visible that Lu Xiaoxiao walked back to the corner and sat down in the corner, holding his sword in his arms.
Another long sigh.
...
Zhang Xiaoyu and Chen He ate sizzling tofu and drank wine in the city, chatting for a long time. It wasn't until Chen He was drunk that Zhang Xiaoyu stopped and dragged Chen He into the Tianyan car.
Zhang Xiaoyu also participated in the production process of Tianyan car, so he can naturally drive it.
The driving skills are just a bit ugly.
He didn't have the demeanor of a sword-wielding swordsman at all. He made his way through Nanyi City crookedly and returned to Xuanxuyuan without any danger.
Zhang Xiaoyu hasn't been to Xuanxuyuan for several days.
Now that I'm back, I'm a little worried about whether my wages will be deducted from me when I get paid next month.
After worrying for a while, Zhang Xiaoyu dragged Chen He upstairs.
I sat at the Wind Listening Terrace for a long time.
Zhang Xiaoyu then looked at Chen He who was drunk and unconscious.
It may be true that we met late.
But of course there are other stories.
For example, the shameful thing Zhang Xiaoyu did that night.
Zhang Xiaoyu thought about it for a long time and felt that it was not his problem.
It's Chen He's problem.
So he picked up a biography novel lying aside, raised Chen He's hand and pressed it on it.
"I'm going......"
Old Dog Town hasn’t shouted out yet.
The scene in front of Zhang Xiaoyu has changed.
A large lake on a cliff appeared in front of them. He and Chen He sat under a peach tree where peach blossoms were falling. The spring scenery was bright in the distance, and there was a noisy small town behind them.
Zhang Xiaoyu let go of Chen He's hand and stood up under the peach tree with a solemn expression.
It turns out that there are really some secrets hidden in Xuanxu Courtyard.
Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head and looked at the large lake in front of him. The lake was calm, quietly reflecting his own shadow, far away in the heavy fog under the cliff.
There seemed to be nothing, but Zhang Xiaoyu vaguely felt that something was wrong. He squatted down by the lake and raised his hand to touch the lake. In just a moment, a sword wound appeared on Zhang Xiaoyu's fingertip.
Zhang Xiaoyu retracted his hand and looked silently at the large lake that reflected the skylight and cloud cliffs in silence.
He didn't feel wrong.
There is no water in these lakes.
Rather, it is an extremely pure and intense sword intent.
Zhang Xiaoyu felt the faint sword intent in the big lake, which was exactly the same as the sword intent on Tao Zi who had forced him to stay in the pond for several days.
Although he felt that there seemed to be a lot of things deep in the lake bottom, Zhang Xiaoyu did not dare to look further.
After all, a lesson learned from the past is a lesson learned from the future.
Standing up, Zhang Xiaoyu looked back at the small town behind the sea of flowers, glanced down at Chen He, thought about it, and chose to walk alone.
All the way through the sea of flowers, we reached the corner of the town, where a lazy big yellow dog lay. It seemed that it heard Zhang Xiaoyu's footsteps. The old dog raised his eyes, glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu, and then He lowered his eyelids sadly and continued to sleep.
This made Zhang Xiaoyu feel a little insulted.
You screamed twice, and you just looked at me like this. What do you mean?
As Zhang Xiaoyu thought about it, he forgot about the caution he had thought before, and squatted down to give the old dog a full-scale human massage service.
Just as he squatted down, a faint sense of crisis emerged in his heart. The old dog still didn't open his eyes, but some beads of sweat oozed from Zhang Xiaoyu's forehead.
Zhang Xiaoyu stood up, laughed awkwardly, and said, "I'm kidding you, Brother Dog."
Then that feeling faded from my heart.
Zhang Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief and carefully walked around the old dog.
The town was bustling with people coming and going, but no one glanced at the unfamiliar face of Zhang Xiaoyu. They just walked on the street and talked to each other as usual.
Zhang Xiaoyu took off the scabbard of the sword behind him and held it in his arms. This gave him a sense of security, and he walked onto the long street of this small town.
Someone was making wine, and there was a strong smell of lees nearby. It looked like the craftsmanship was not very good, as if it was burned.
Zhang Xiaoyu is not an alcoholic, so he did not pursue the source of this smell.
I'm just curious, how could someone in such a weird place make such bad wine?
There were some chaotic jingling noises coming from an alley not far away, which sounded like blacksmithing. This made Zhang Xiaoyu a little curious, and he followed the sound and walked there.
Across the alley, there is an open-air blacksmith platform next to the edge of the large lake.
It looks like it has just been built, and everything is still brand new.
There was a shirtless middle-aged man holding a hammer, squatting by the lake and looking at the red-hot iron on the stage with a sad face.
It was probably him who was forging iron. Zhang Xiaoyu stopped in the alley and looked curiously at the blacksmith stand by the lake.
The man seemed to have noticed something. He raised his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu. He was stunned for a moment. Then he looked at the scabbard in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms. He hesitated a little and asked, "Can you blacksmith?"
Zhang Xiaoyu originally wanted to say no, but I am a heir to Shanheguan with a good foundation, how can I know how to blacksmith?
But suddenly I remembered what I had asked Nan Dao. After thinking about it, I said, "I don't know how to do it, but I can learn it."
What you can learn is of course not blacksmithing.
Instead, when Zhang Xiaoyu saw the man, he directly took the water of Sword Intent from the lake.
This made Zhang Xiaoyu feel that the person in front of him was a little mysterious.
When the man heard Zhang Xiaoyu say that he didn't know how, he simply ignored the next sentence and continued to look at the iron block in front of him with a sad face that did not have the shape of a sword embryo.
Zhang Xiaoyu walked towards the blacksmith's bench, looked around several times, and asked, "Are you planning to forge a sword?"
The man nodded and sighed and said: "That kid Cao Weiying got crazy and brought back a bunch of broken swords for no reason. He asked me to recast them. I'm still learning to farm. How can I know this thing? That kid doesn't know how to do it anyway. No matter, just leave this pile of rags and go drink."
As the man spoke, he pointed to a pile of broken swords aside - remnants from the battle with Nan Dao and Tao Hua at the bottom of the lake.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the broken swords and thought about who Cao Weiying was?
The man looked at it for a long time, then raised the hammer and started hitting the iron embryo again.
The hammer hit almost deafened Zhang Xiaoyu's ears.
Zhang Xiaoyu covered his ears and stopped thinking about who Cao Weiying was. He squatted aside and watched the man hit him with a sledgehammer, causing sparks to fly.
After a long time, the man finally stopped, picked up the iron clip and picked up the iron embryo that finally had a long shape. He looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Brother, help me get some water, thank you."
He was very polite, so Zhang Xiaoyu didn't have the nerve to refuse. He picked up the wooden bucket from the side, walked to the lake, carefully filled a bucket of water, and brought it to the man's side.
The man threw the iron embryo into the bucket very roughly, and a large amount of water vapor from the sword steamed up. Zhang Xiaoyu quickly ducked to the side, but unfortunately it was a little late, and there were a lot of sword marks on his white clothes.
Fortunately, those sword marks were not deep, so Zhang Xiaoyu didn't pay too much attention. After a while, he and the man went over together, and saw that the iron embryo in the barrel had cooled down, and the original red color had turned extremely dark.
"What to do next?" Zhang Xiaoyu was learning humbly.
The man thought for a while and said, "No need to do anything."
"Is this done?" Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.
The man nodded, used iron pliers to take out the steaming sword, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it for a long time, then nodded with satisfaction.
"That's it, very good." The man smiled proudly, "This is the first sword in Laogou Town. I decided to call him the best sword in the world!"
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the broken swords on the side, and then at the piece of iron that looked like a flat fish held by the man, and suddenly felt that the Peach Blossom Sword in the South Island was not that ugly after all.
At least that thing is still in the shape of a sword.
The man didn't pay attention to those things. He glanced at the scabbard in Zhang Xiaoyu's arms and patted his head: "Yes, we still need a scabbard."
So I found a sack near the blacksmith's bench, stuffed the sword into it, and then walked proudly towards the town with the sword in my hand.
"what are you going to do?"
Zhang Xiaoyu asked, looking at the man's back.
"Let everyone see how good I am with my sword."
"...."
For the first time, Zhang Xiaoyu was rendered speechless by someone else.
By the way, shouldn't it be your own exclusive responsibility to make people speechless?
Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at the blacksmith stand next to him, and then looked at the broken swords beside him.
Thinking about trying to strike a sword yourself?
Although Zhang Xiaoyu has never made a sword, he feels that his aesthetics should be much better than that man's.
He looked up towards the alley.
The man had already walked out of the alley with his sword in his arms, and people on the long street in the town gathered around him in surprise.
"Wow, what is this?"
"Sword, the best sword in the world."
"It's amazing. I've never seen it before. Can I touch it?"
"certainly!"
So the farmer caught a fish.
Became a swordsman.
