Nan Dao was sitting on top of the city, holding his sword, while Zhang Xiaoyu was talking about playing cards.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Xiaoyu was suddenly startled.
Turning his head to look in the north direction of Nanyi City.
Nan Dao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked strangely: "What are you looking at, senior brother?"
Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a while and said, "I thought of another possibility."
"What?"
There is something a little bit unclear about the South Island.
"Beitai took the military talisman from Ximen and left with 300,000 Qingjia. Even if he wants to take Huaidu directly, I have no objection." Zhang Xiaoyu said with a solemn expression.
Nan Dao looked confused when he heard this.
What about Beitai?
While I was sleeping, did other strange things happen in the world?
I thought Zhang Xiaoyu was joking, but seeing that the look on Zhang Xiaoyu's face didn't seem to be fake, Nan Dao also fell silent.
Did the young master from Peking University who was beaten with him really rebel?
"Then what is senior brother worried about?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the north quietly, remained silent for a long time, and said slowly: "He directly stationed troops north of Fengqiling, directly delaying the north's rescue of Nanyi City."
Nan Dao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu blankly and said, "Would Beitai do such a thing?"
Zhang Xiaoyu said quietly: "You don't understand how much those people named Bei hate Nanyi City."
Nan Dao thought about what Beitai had said to him a long time ago, but he also fell silent.
It is indeed the case.
Nan Dao thought silently, if Beitai really did such a thing, what would happen to Nanyi City?
Zhang Xiaoyu seemed to know what Nan Dao was thinking, or maybe that was what he wanted to say.
"It's difficult to defend Nanyi City just by relying on the senior brothers of the Human Sword Sect and the eighty thousand sword cultivators from Lingnan." Zhang Xiaoyu said softly: "The eighty thousand sword cultivators sound really bluffing, but most of them are no better than ordinary people." No matter how strong people are, most of them stay at the Tao level, and only a few achieve Taoism, let alone the small Tao realm."
"If the human army from the north cannot reach Nanyi City." Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head and looked at Daze Qingshan. "Nanyi City may not be able to survive for a few more days."
Nan Dao pondered for a while and said: "If that's the case, why are you sending all those Lingnan sword cultivators to Daze? Defending the city is much better than going out to fight hard?"
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said: "Letting them leave the city is naturally not to fight to the death with the people of Wugui Dao. The main reason is that Nanyi City lacks too much information and needs to go deeper and give Nanyi City more reaction time. If they find that the situation is too serious at that time, they will naturally return to Nanyi City as quickly as possible."
Nan Dao thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.
After all, we are all sword cultivators, no matter how unconventional they are, we are still sword cultivators, so we have to be freer to come and go.
Zhang Xiaoyu is most worried about what Beitai thinks.
So he looked a little sad and didn't say anything. He just looked in the direction north of Nanyi City for a long time.
"Or should I go take a look?" Nan Dao asked.
Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head and said: "Junior brother, you'd better forget it. You haven't become enlightened yet, and it's too slow to come and go. You'd better wait for senior brother and the others."
Nan Dao nodded.
Although the straight-line distance from Nanyi City to Shanyue City on the other side of Fengqiling is not far, only forty or fifty miles, there is Fengqiling in the middle.
After all, it is a rolling mountain range that isolates the north and south of Huai'an, so it is naturally difficult to climb over it in a short time.
Nan Dao looked at the two senior brothers who were still sitting quietly.
"When will brothers wake up?"
"It won't take too long. They are not seriously injured. They just need to sort out the Qi veins in their bodies."
The two sat at the top of the city for a while, and then Nan Dao got up and walked towards the city.
"Junior brother is back?"
Zhang Xiaoyu asked from behind.
Nan Dao nodded and walked down to the city.
Zhang Xiaoyu sat alone on top of the city, stroking the Parrot Island on his knee and sighing.
.......
When Chen He woke up, Nan Dao had returned to the wind listening platform and was blowing the wind beside the platform, seeming to be meditating on something.
"what's on your mind?"
Chen He stood up and walked to Nan Dao and asked.
Nan Dao looked back at Chen He, thought for a moment, and said, "I was wondering what Beitai did while I was asleep."
Chen He was a little confused and asked, "What's wrong with the young master from Peking University?"
"Senior Brother Zhang said that he took control of 300,000 Qingjia and headed north."
Chen He heard the news for the first time and looked at Nan Dao in shock: "Really?"
Nan Dao thought for a while and said, "Senior Brother Zhang should not lie to others."
Chen He touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "No wonder there was no one in the city lord's mansion that time."
Nan Dao turned to look at Chen He and asked, "When did it happen?"
Chen He said: "It was that time...ah, I forgot to tell you."
Chen He changed his words midway through.
Maybe he thought he had guessed something.
Nan Dao didn't ask any more questions, he just said oh.
After sitting on the stage for a while, Nan Dao walked downstairs with his sword on his back.
"what are you going to do?"
Nan Dao said without looking back: "Go and have a look at Beitai's house."
Chen He stood on the listening platform, wondering what was so interesting about this. Could it be that some people would appear inexplicably?
Naturally, Nandao was not here to see if more people could be brought to the city lord's mansion.
Just went to make sure.
After all, Beitai is indeed a friend?
Nan Dao thought silently as he walked out of Xuanshuyuan and headed towards the west of the city.
This is the first time I have walked this street in the west of the city in Nandao.
Because of the events outside Nanyi City, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and many shops were closed.
The walk was quite deserted, except for the occasional cough.
When Nan Dao passed by a closed tea shop, he was still thinking, no wonder the smell in the west of the city is not right recently.
It turns out that no one is frying tea leaves anymore.
Of course, whether there is anyone frying tea leaves has little to do with Nandao. If this is a brewing shop, Nandao may be more interested.
Holding an umbrella and walking along the shops, people passed by from time to time, looking like they were in a hurry.
Nan Dao walked all the way to the huge mansion at the end of the long street.
I stood outside the courtyard wall and watched quietly for a long time.
Very quiet indeed.
There was no sound.
It seemed as if no one had lived here a long time ago.
But in fact everything is short-lived.
It's far from long-term.
After all, it was just a matter of the past few days.
Nan Dao walked along the courtyard wall for a while and found some words carved on the wall.
Most of them are curse words.
It looks like it was carved between last night and today.
I guess I saw the situation outside, so I wanted to find the city lord of Nanyi City, but I found out that their city lord was just pretending to be sick, but he just pretended to be sick and disappeared.
In anger, he wrote some indignant words.
Nan Dao walked around and looked at it for a while, then stopped looking.
After all, the Human Sword Sect is in Nanyi City. Zhang Xiaoyu and the others naturally know very well whether there is anyone there.
Of course Nan Dao is not questioning them, he just wants to come and take a look.
Therefore, the young master of Peking University and himself probably went their separate ways.
Nan Dao stood on the street, looked back at the mansion, shook his head, then turned and left.
.......
Simon felt guilty.
Simon always felt guilty.
I still remember Zhang Xiaoyu’s words – you were the one who made the joke first.
After all, a practitioner of the Seventh Level of the Small Path really shouldn't let the young master of Beida take away the weapon talisman like this.
So after the guilty Ximen left the city, he returned to Heavenly Prison to deal with some matters, and then sat down under the eaves of a long street where the fragrance of tea lingered all year round.
While coughing, he looked at the mansion at the end of the long street in a daze.
Then he saw a young man holding an umbrella walking down the long street, walked over again, and then stopped outside the city lord's palace. He looked back and forth several times before leaving without saying a word. .
Ximen didn't know why, but he always felt that the boy looked familiar. It seemed that he had seen him several times before in some places that were not particularly noticeable.
It’s just that Ximen thought about it for a long time and couldn’t clearly remember where he had seen it.
The boy's legs and feet are a little weak, but he shouldn't be a cripple.
Simon thought so.
What's more, a little swordsman who has just entered the Taoist realm and whose swordsmanship is extremely weak, are you kidding me?
Ximen glanced briefly and stopped paying attention.
I just thought with a frown on my face, why hasn’t anyone come from Shanyue City yet?
Didn't they receive the letter?
Ximen sat on the long street sighing, looking very melancholy.
It's a pity that in Nanyi City today, there are only a few people on the road, not to mention that people like Ximen, who look like hell at first glance, are even less lovable. Naturally, no one will come up to ask why Ximen is distressed.
So Ximen sighed alone for a long time before standing up and heading out of the long street.
When I walked outside, I found the young man leaning against the wall not far away in a daze.
Ximen looked at it strangely, then left with the broken knife on his back.
...
The reason why Nandao is in a daze is actually very simple.
When he left just now, he finally found where the coughing sound came from.
After looking at it twice, he remembered that yesterday, Shushu begged him to go to Heaven Hell to inquire about information, and this was the person who passed away from him.
Looking at him like this, he must be from Heavenly Prison?
And he kept staring at himself weirdly.
Could it be that he knew that he had sneaked into the Heavenly Hell?
Nan Dao stood by the wall and thought uneasily.
He still remembered what Zhang Xiaoyu told him that Heavenly Prison was not a fun thing.
Why don't you wait and see how he reacts?
Nan Dao was thinking this, and then he heard the sound of footsteps not far away. Nan Dao hurriedly held the umbrella and looked up at the sky, as if he was very sad.
But thankfully, the man didn't react at all. He just glanced at Nan Dao and left.
Nan Dao watched from behind as the man carrying the broken knife left.
Are all the people in Heavenly Prison so informal?
Nan Dao was puzzled, so he stopped thinking about it, turned around and headed towards the Nanyi River.
Although Zhang Xiaoyu said that Shushu was on the Nanyi River, Nan Dao was still a little worried and planned to find her first.
After searching up and down the Nanyi River for a long time, Nan Dao saw the small boat parked by the river.
Nan Dao walked over holding an umbrella, expecting Shushu to be extremely lying on the boat.
As a result, I looked over and saw that Shushu was holding a sugar-oiled cake in his hand, eating it in small bites while stepping on the water.
This is something Nandao can't handle.
I came here to comfort you, but when I came over, I saw that you were happier than me. How is this comforting?
So Nan Dao stood by the river for a long time holding an umbrella and said nothing.
However, Shushu noticed the shadow on the boat, turned around and saw Nan Dao, was stunned for a moment, then laughed again and said, "Hey, why are you here again?"
Nan Dao scratched his head and said: "I have nothing to do, so I might as well come over and see you. By the way, where did your sugar-coated daddy come from?"
Shushu said with a smile: "Go outside the Jianzong Garden in the north of the city and ask Hu Luwa to buy something for me to eat."
Nan Dao was silent.
You almost beat someone to death yesterday, now you have the nerve to ask someone to buy you food?
Shushu seemed to know what Nan Dao was fussing about. He gnawed on the sugar cake and said, "Anyway, their Jianzong owes me money. If they don't hand over Liu Sanyue to me, I will rely on them every day."
"..."
Nan Dao probably understood why Shushu suddenly felt relieved again.
After all, Jian Zong has a Cong Blade.
If you can climb this thigh, why do you still believe in the nonsense of a fortune teller?
Shushu patted the bow of the boat on the side, and then proudly took out a lot of food and a small jug of wine from the cabin on the side.
Nan Dao got on the boat from the river bank and said curiously: "Hu Lu bought this for you?"
Shushu thought for a while and said: "Actually, you can't say that. After all, you also know that Hu Luwa was sealed at the gate of Jianzong and couldn't go far. So I looked all the way and thought about it a lot. For food, just ask them to go to the entrance of Jianzong and ask Xiao Hulu to pay directly."
"...."
Nan Dao can probably imagine that scene.
The young boy Hu Luwa was staying peacefully at the door of Jianzong. Suddenly, a large number of people came over with things and asked him to pay. They were obviously confused.
But he really paid it.
I think his card skills should not be much better than Zhang Xiaoyu's.
After all, if it is Zhang Xiaoyu, you will only pay him, not him.
"Don't take what happened yesterday to your heart." Shushu handed the small bottle of wine to Nan Dao, and then made gestures, "I admit that I was a little angry yesterday, and then I accidentally You pushed into the river. But I'm really glad you didn't drown."
Nan Dao was speechless. He took the pot of wine and looked at Shushu and said, "After all, I am also a serious practitioner. If I can drown in the Nanyi River, I'd better not live."
When Shushu heard this, he asked curiously.
"Speaking of your practice, how have you accomplished it?"
Nan Dao drank wine, thought for a while, and said: "I don't know, it's very fast anyway. After sleeping and waking up, I felt faster, as if I was about to leave seclusion and become enlightened? It's like... um... ....It’s like someone has done bad things with my body.”
Shushu raised his eyebrows, as if he remembered something, but looking at Nan Dao's confused expression, he still decided to act like he didn't know what to do.
"Oh, that's good."
Nan Dao sighed and said: "It's okay, I don't know anything at all, so I just pretended to throw the flying sword twice."
Shushu patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's okay. Take your time. You don't have to be able to fight. I remember there is a saying in the world, what is it called?"
Nan Dao looked at Shushu and said tentatively: "Sword Master?"
Shushu patted his head and said, "Yes! He is called a sword master but he actually doesn't know how to use a sword. It's just that his level is too high. It hurts to hit someone with a vermicelli stick."
"..." Nan Dao listened to Shushu's metaphor and felt that if the people from Mojianya listened to it, both of them would probably be beaten to death.
After all, who are you talking about?
Master of Mo Jian Ya Ya, Sword Saint Qing Yi.
For countless years, he has been recognized as the tallest person in the world.
How can you use such vulgar words as vermicelli to describe it?
However, Nan Dao did not refute Shushu.
After all, in the past few hundred years, after the voice of Mojianya has become smaller and smaller in the world, this statement has become more and more recognized by people who drink in wine shops.
According to their method of argument, Qing Yi has never had any record of openly fighting with anyone in his life, even though it is rumored that after one year of practice, he replaced Nan Yi as the new cliff master, and then even had an affair with Li Er There was a competition, but after all, it happened on Gaoya, and no one knew whether it was true or not.
However, everyone basically knows that this is just nonsense made by people who have nothing to do.
Although Qing Yi is no longer in the world, Mo Jian Ya is still there.
Even if Mojianya is gone one day in the future.
The Sword Sect in the human world will still be around.
This is the common ancestor of these two sword sects.
Naturally, no one would actually ask the sword master Qing Yi whether he knew how to use a sword.
So Nan Dao naturally didn't take it seriously. He just looked at Shushu and said, "But I'm not as high as him."
Shushu thought for a while and said, "You still have to have dreams."
"What if it really comes true?"
"No, if you don't have any dreams, what's the difference between it and salted fish?"
"..."
While nibbling various kinds of food, Shushu looked at Nan Dao who was drinking and asked: "By the way, do you have any dreams - just write a love letter to your husband."
Nan Dao almost spit out all the wine in his mouthful, and his cheeks turned red.
"You, how can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"
Shushu said confidently: "I am justified. I saw with my own eyes that there was a typo in your first sentence. If I were your gentleman, I would have to say that you are illiterate."
"..." Nan Dao's heart dropped, and he looked at Shushu anxiously and said, "Really? Is there really a typo?"
Shushu sighed, looked at Nandao with pity, and said, "So you are really illiterate!"
Nan Dao argued: "I'm not illiterate."
"I just haven't read much."
"That's all!"
Shushu cupped his chin and looked at Nan Dao, and said, "That makes sense, but what's the use of telling me? Go and explain to your husband!"
"..."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, looked at Shushu and asked, "Is there a possibility that you forgot to send that letter?"
Shushu said with certainty: "This is probably not possible."
Nan Dao drank most of the bottle of wine in one gulp, and then lay back on the bow of the boat.
"Then let me die."
"Think of the good things." Shushu comforted Nan Dao.
"Maybe your husband is also illiterate? Then she won't be able to tell whether you made typos or not."
"...."
