Shushu parked his boat on the shore and looked eagerly towards the long street of Nanyi City.
Then he saw Nan Dao slowly walking out of the crowd not far away.
Shushu excitedly stood on tiptoes and lay on the guardrail of the river bank, waving to Nan Dao, fearing that Nan Dao would not see him walking past.
After Nan Dao came over, Shushu couldn't wait to ask: "How is it?"
Nan Dao said with a strange expression: "I only saw one piece of blood-stained clothing. It seems to be the clothes of Liu Sanyue you mentioned. I don't know anything else."
Shushu was stunned and said, "Didn't you hear anything else?"
Nan Dao said helplessly: "There is no one in Heaven Hell, why should I listen?"
"Why is there no one?"
"How do I know?"
The two stood with big eyes staring at each other.
A passerby on the side probably heard the conversation between the two, and said kindly: "It seems that they have all left the city, probably to Daze."
After Shushu heard this, he looked at Nandao expectantly.
Nan Dao waved his hands and said, "Don't look at me, I'm not going. Senior Brother Zhang said that the people in Heaven's Prison are not good things, and told me not to have too close contact with them."
Shushu sat down dejectedly.
Nan Dao looked at her curiously and said, "If you lose a penny, you will lose a penny. Wouldn't it be enough to do one more good deed?"
Shushu sighed and said, "You don't understand."
Shushu lamented and lay down on the head of Chunyu boat.
"My life is at stake!"
"..."
Shushu lay on the bow of the boat for a long time, then sat up again and looked at Nandao strangely: "Do you believe in the resurrection of the dead?"
"?"
Shushu sighed and said: "They all said that Liu Sanyue died, but just last night, Liu Sanyue clearly took my boat and went to Jianzong. As a result, today they are saying that Liu Sanyue died in It’s in the big swamp.”
Nan Dao was silent for a while, and then he understood why Shushu looked so weird today.
Or maybe it’s not Scrat that’s weird.
But someone else?
Nan Dao thought carefully about Shushu and the logic of the whole story he told.
"So you suspect that Liu Sanyue didn't die, or that he didn't die in Daze?"
Shushu was silent for a while and nodded.
The two of them looked to the north of Nanyi City together and realized that that was the most critical place for the Heavenly Prison.
Suspicion is suspicion, no one dares to ask this question to the Human Sword Sect.
It seemed to be a whirlpool.
Get closer and you'll be sucked in.
Maybe it will be melted.
Whether it is Nan Dao or the mouse demon Shushu, they are just a small existence in front of the Jianzong dormant in Nanyi City.
So when the two of them reached this point, they stopped talking.
Nan Dao sighed, looked at Shushu and said, "Although my relationship with Senior Brother Zhang is okay, I'm sorry, but I can't help you either."
Shushu smiled and said, "I know, so I just asked you to help me go to the Heavenly Prison to take a look."
Naturally, Heavenly Prison is not an easy place to deal with, but it is the entire Heavenly Prison in Huaian or the Heavenly Prison headquarters in Huaidu, just like people often say that Xuanxuyuan is half of Huangliang. This is not to say that Nan Yi The city's Xuanxu courtyard can hold up half of the country.
Nan Dao sighed for a while, looked at Shushu and said, "Is there any chance to save it?"
Shushu held his chin up and looked at the river, where the ripples of the spring rain swayed thinly.
"I don't know either." Shushu lamented, "If I had known, I would have taken the money even if I had beaten him to death."
"I, Shushu, am not an upright person. I am a little demon who likes petty theft and is disliked by many people. Why do I suddenly want to be a good person?"
Being a good person will inevitably lead to trouble.
Nan Dao looked at Shushu who looked sad, sighed, and took out a penny from his arms.
Shushu glanced at the money from the corner of his eye, thinking that Nan Dao was trying to comfort her, so he shook his head and said, "It's useless."
Nan Dao smiled and said, "Do me a favor and take me to the lower reaches of the Nanyi River."
Shushu seemed to understand something. He looked at Nan Dao and asked blankly, "You want to help me take a look?"
Nan Dao said softly: "Although you, Shushu, are not a good person, I think I should be considered a good person now. Since I am a good person, let me do you one more favor."
Shushu jumped up, held his pennies, looked at Nan Dao who was getting on the boat, and said gratefully: "Thank you so much, a good person will have a safe life, and a good person will give birth to eight children!"
"..."
...
Ximen came to Xuanxu Courtyard, and after showing Li Taimei Di Qianjun's sword seal, he successfully met the deputy dean of Xuanxu Courtyard, Mr. Zeng, the dean of Wenhua Courtyard.
Mr. Zeng was outside the classroom of Wenhua Academy. He was finishing his lessons for the students and was walking in the corridor. Ximen walked up and bowed respectfully.
"The west gate of Heavenly Prison, I have seen you sir."
Although Ximen was a practitioner in the seventh realm of the small path, he still saluted the old gentleman of Xuanxuyuan very politely.
Although Mr. Zeng faced Zhang Xiaoyu's fierce appearance, he still looked like an elegant old scholar when facing others. He hugged the scroll and returned the favor, because the Tianjing incident had already been fermented in Nanyi City. After two days, he also knew that Ximen was now in charge of the Heavenly Prison, so Mr. Zeng called him Sir Ximen.
"Why are Lord Ximen here today?"
Although Ximen made a mess in Heavenly Prison, he would not be so stupid as to directly say that he was here to find someone.
"I heard that before All Souls' Day, Senior Sister Mojian Yaqiu worked in the courtyard as Mr. Qingniu Yuan for a period of time." Ximen said softly as they walked along the corridor with Mr. Zeng.
"It is true." Mr. Zeng nodded. This matter is not a secret, so there is no need to hide anything.
Ximen smiled and continued: "Sir, you have heard of Ximen's name, so you should know that Ximen's swords are famous for their speed. I heard that Mojianya's fastest sword in the world, even the sword of Liuyun Sword Sect Ye Yu, is It's hard to see back, so I'm a little curious. It's just that Ximen was out on tour earlier and couldn't see Mr. Qiu, so it's inevitable that he's a little regretful."
Mr. Zeng stopped, looked at Ximen and said: "Master Ximen's sword is naturally the fastest in the world. Even if the old man has never practiced, he has heard about it, but I don't know what this has to do with Mr. Qiu."
Ximen bowed and said, "Ximen would like to meet Mr. Qiu's students and ask for advice."
Mr. Zeng smiled, turned around and continued walking.
"Although Mr. Qiu is the senior scholar of Xuanxuyuan, he has not taught students. I am afraid that Mr. Ximen will return disappointed during this trip."
Ximen chuckled and said, "It's really a pity."
The two of them reached the end of the corridor. Mr. Zeng stopped and looked at the Di Qianjun sword hanging on Ximen's waist, and then looked at the drizzle outside the eaves of the corridor.
"Perhaps Mr. Qiu once taught a certain student in private." Mr. Zeng said softly, "But that should have happened in March of this year."
Ximen was silent for a while and said softly: "Yes."
"So even if you want to ask for advice, that person may not be able to take your sword. What do you think?"
Ximen sighed and said, "It seems that Ximen is indeed impatient."
"All the rivers in Nanyi City flow together, and hundreds of roads run parallel among them. You may wish to go outside and take a look. Maybe there will be someone who can meet your requirements."
After Mr. Zeng finished speaking, he bowed to Ximen. "There are still many chores in the courtyard, so I won't accompany you."
Ximen returned the courtesy and said, "It's Ximen who came here unexpectedly and disturbed you sir."
Then Ximen took the umbrella and left peacefully along the path he came from.
However, Mr. Zeng stood in the corridor of the Wenhua Academy classroom and did not leave.
Mr. Mei came out from nowhere, hugging a heater and looking at Ximen's retreating back.
"He's looking for someone?"
Mr. Zeng waved his sleeves, turned and left.
"I don't care if he messes with him as much as he likes, just don't come to the courtyard."
"..."
Mr. Mei looked at Mr. Zeng who was leaving upright and was speechless for a while.
...
Ximen returned to Heavenly Prison and was so angry at the traces he left behind that he went to Xuanxu Courtyard and returned home defeated. Nan Dao had no idea about it.
At this time, he was getting off Shushu's boat. Under Shushu's eyes that seemed to be nostalgic but actually urging, he limped toward the southern swamp, holding the Peach Blossom Sword.
Lu Xiaoxiao, who was standing on the top of the city eating buns for dinner, saw the figure holding a black umbrella by the Nanyi River. He was stunned for a moment, hesitated a little, swallowed the buns in three or two mouthfuls, and then hurriedly walked down the city wall. He chased towards the South Island.
Nan Dao was still thinking sadly about how he had agreed to help Shushu on impulse. He didn't know how long it would take to get to Daze, so he wouldn't be sleeping in the wilderness tonight.
Then he heard footsteps coming from behind.
Looking back, he saw a woman wearing a bamboo hat and holding a sword running towards him, still chewing something bulging in her mouth.
Nan Dao didn't know this person, but he thought he looked familiar, so he didn't pay attention. He turned around and continued walking forward.
Unexpectedly, the woman came up and walked side by side with Nan Dao by the river. She smiled brightly and asked, "Where are you going, junior brother?"
Nan Dao was stunned for a moment, stopped, tilted his head and looked at the woman for a long time, and asked hesitantly: "Are you talking to me?"
When Lu Xiaoxiao saw Nan Dao's appearance, he thought to himself that this boy was really rejecting him tactfully, even pretending that he had never seen him before.
But then I thought about it, why was he rejecting it? It seems that I haven't sent out an invitation yet.
So Lu Xiaoxiao explained nervously: "Junior brother, you misunderstood, I am not interested in you."
"?"
Nan Dao felt that he might have met a swordsman who was not mentally normal.
Lu Xiaoxiao was also confused when he saw Nan Dao's look.
What channel is this boy on?
And this is exactly what Nandao is curious about.
The two of them stood by the Nanyi River blankly.
Lu Xiaoxiao thought for a while and took out a relatively warm bun from his arms: "Junior brother, do you want to eat buns?"
Nan Dao took a step back, waved his hand and said, "I won't eat, thank you."
Lu Xiaoxiao suddenly fell silent for a long time, took back the bun, looked at Nan Dao and said softly: "Junior brother, do you really not remember me?"
Nan Dao took another step back, shaking his head crazily.
Lu Xiaoxiao said carefully, "If you don't remember, you won't remember. Are you serious about taking half a step back?"
A small movement can still cause so much damage!
Nan Dao looked at Lu Xiaoxiao's expression and wondered if he really recognized her?
It’s broken, I’m on the twelfth floor.
Lu Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and looked at Nandao without hesitating.
"My name is Lu Xiaoxiao, from the Xiaobai Sword Sect of Lingnan Sword Sect. I would like to ask my junior brother if you are interested in following me back to the mountain to practice!"
Nan Dao was stunned for a long time, and then he understood the purpose of this woman's visit. He let out a long breath, looked at Lu Xiaoxiao helplessly and said, "So this is why senior sister is here?"
Lu Xiaoxiao said sincerely: "Of course I'm here for this."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Then why don't you just say it?"
Lu Xiaoxiao sighed and said: "After all, the name Lingnan Sword Sect is too embarrassing to mention. If I were a member of the Human Sword Sect, I would have dragged you away with confidence."
"..."
"So what do you think, junior brother?"
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and said softly: "I don't have this idea yet."
Lu Xiaoxiao sighed and lowered his head in frustration, looking at the bun in his hand. But he quickly raised his head again, looked at Nan Dao and said with a smile, "Okay."
Nan Dao didn't know what to say for a moment.
Lu Xiaoxiao raised the bun again and said, "Please have a bun. I made it myself. Senior Brother Zhang Xiaoyu said it was delicious after eating it."
Nan Dao was stunned, took the bun, took a bite, and said, "Thank you."
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Nandao and returned to the original question.
"So where are you going, junior brother? Over to Daze? There may be some danger there."
Nan Dao ate the steamed buns and sighed and said, "Go and find out some information for a friend of mine."
"What's the news over there?"
"I don't know either, let's go and have a look."
Lu Xiaoxiao said quite seriously: "Something may happen in Daze soon. Junior brother, do you really want to go?"
Nan Dao was stunned and asked, "What happened?"
Lu Xiaoxiao said: "I don't know."
"..."
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Nan Dao limping like this, thought for a moment and said, "Maybe I'll accompany you to see it."
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said, "Sister, do you want me to owe you a favor?"
Lu Xiaoxiao said confidently: "Yes."
Nan Dao handed back the half-eaten bun.
Lu Xiaoxiao turned and left, sighing and saying, "Junior brother, you really don't give me a chance."
Nan Dao thought to himself, "I don't even know what you, the Little White Sword Sect, are, so why should I give you a chance?"
But the buns are really delicious.
Nan Dao held an umbrella and turned around to leave along the long river.
There are many green mountains on both sides of the Nanyi River, surrounding the river, and it doesn't look open until it stretches into the distance.
However, the drizzle was hazy, and Nan Dao couldn't see anything that far away, so he had to walk slowly.
It wasn't until dusk that Nan Dao finally walked out of the green mountains and saw the Yunmeng Daze shrouded in heavy fog.
Nandao stopped at the exit of the Qingshan River, looking at the heavy fog beyond the taro sea with a strange expression, and then looked back at Nanyi City in the distant drizzle.
Why is there such a fog here?
Nan Dao felt very strange.
But this is not an issue that the South Island should be concerned about. Nan Dao leaned on his sword and walked along the paths at the foot of the not-so-high green mountain.
It is obviously impossible to ask the heavenly warden.
When Shushu sent Nan Dao out of Nanyi City, he told him that maybe he could go find an old man who planted flowers at the foot of a green mountain somewhere outside Xia Ze. According to the news from Tian Prison, the news of Liu Sanyue's death was It came from there.
Nan Dao was walking in the vast green mountains, wondering where to find an old man?
The heavy fog on the edge of the lake was blown by the breeze in the rain, and it kept rolling, like a huge beast that was sleeping quietly, and was about to pounce towards the green mountains at any time.
Nan Dao looked over there warily while walking along the path under the green mountain. He didn't know if this was the right direction, but he had to walk there to find out.
After walking forward for a while, I saw some large blooming flowers in the rain in the distance on Nandao, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that he hit it by mistake, but he didn't go to the wrong place.
Nan Dao glanced at the sky, speeding up and heading that way.
The wind blew the taro leaves like a sea, but Nan Dao suddenly caught a glimpse of many people standing in the taro sea.
After stopping and looking carefully for a while, I finally identified the people from the accidentally exposed clothes.
People in hell.
It turns out that they are really all beside Daze.
Just don't know why it's here.
While Nan Dao was thinking, he walked away from where the flowers were.
After getting closer, Nan Dao saw a small courtyard, located among the flowers. He could vaguely see someone wearing a raincoat, squatting in the flowerbed of the courtyard, seeming to be playing with something.
Nan Dao walked all the way holding his sword, and finally passed through the flowers in the drizzle and dusk, and stopped at the door of the courtyard, raising his hand to knock on the door.
Not long after, someone came over slowly, opened the door, and looked at Nan Dao doubtfully.
"Who are you?"
The old man looked at Nan Dao up and down, his eyes resting on the sword behind Nan Dao for a long time.
Nan Dao bowed and said, "I came from Nanyi City and want to ask you some questions. I don't know if it's okay."
The old man seemed to understand something, nodded, and stepped aside. When he saw Nan Dao limping, he actually stepped forward to help Nan Dao for a while.
The two walked to the eaves and sat down. The old man put the small hoe in his hand on the corner, looked at Nan Dao with a smile and said, "I'm here for that young man, I guess."
Nan Dao didn't know how old Liu Sanyue was. He only knew this name from beginning to end, but when the old man said this, he still nodded.
"I would like to ask, did you really see Liu Sanyue die?"
The old man smiled softly and said, "He is dead."
Nan Dao was stunned. If the old man didn't lie, could it be that what Shushu saw that night was really Liu Sanyue who came back from the Styx River?
The old man seemed to know what Nan Dao was thinking, and said softly: "He didn't die in the marsh."
Nan Dao looked at the old man in shock and said slowly: "What do you mean?"
The old man turned his head and looked somewhere under the eaves. There was a deck chair there, where Liu Sanyue lay down last night and told his story.
"He died in Nanyi City."
Nan Dao said in a daze: "Why?"
"Because he is Liu Sanyue." The old man said softly, "When he returns to Nanyi City, the Human Sword Sect will kill him."
The old man spoke very vaguely. Although Nan Dao didn't understand why, he still believed it.
"How do you know?"
The old man looked at the sword behind Nan Dao and said slowly: "Because I was once a disciple of the Sword Sect."
"I know what decision the Human Sword Sect will make at certain times."
The old man said calmly, thinking about the young man, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart.
When he lay on the chair and finished telling his story, the old man knew that he would never return to Nanyi City.
Nan Dao sat under the eaves and was silent for a long time, not knowing what to say.
The old man looked at the taro sea beside the big swamp.
"Have you seen those people from Hell over there?"
"Saw."
"They also came to kill Liu Sanyue, but I lied to them at the time, so they didn't know that Liu Sanyue was really dead."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, looked at the old man and said, "Since you have already deceived the people in Heaven's Prison, why do you have to tell me again?"
The old man sighed under the eaves.
"When such a person dies in the world, he must leave some truth to the world, even if it will ruin the reputation of the Sword Sect."
The old man said softly.
"But you have to do something to feel at ease."
Nan Dao fell silent.
The old man looked at the two swords behind Nan Dao and said softly: "Promise me not to tell the world the truth before this story ends. The truth is cruel and useless - only bloody shouts can save Nanyi City."
Nan Dao sighed and said, "I don't know anything, I don't even know what you are doing and saying. But why don't you tell them in person?"
The old man laughed, looked at Daze in the distance, and said softly: "I am outside the city, and I will definitely be the one who dies first."
Nan Dao fell silent.
"good."
