Hu Lu walked to the tomb hill holding the sword and sat down next to Chen Huaifeng, still yawning.
During the past half month while sitting at the door of Jianzong holding a sword, Xiao Hulu didn't sleep well.
"Senior brother, what do you want me to do?"
Hu Lu looked at Chen Huaifeng who was sitting there holding a sword and asked.
Chen Huaifeng was still looking at the Tonggui Monument calmly, with sword intent and wind and rain swaying around him.
"Master came to see me before." Chen Huaifeng said softly, "He made a decision that went against his ancestors."
"?"
Hu Lu was confused, what was going against the ancestor's decision?
Chen Huaifeng said slowly: "Junior brother, you will take over the position of the leader of the Human Sword Sect in the future."
Hu Lu was stunned for a moment, looked at Chen Huaifeng's back and said, "Didn't Master say that it was our wild imagination?"
Chen Huaifeng smiled and said: "The meaning of hitting red is indeed that I have overthought it, but when master came today, he asked me again."
"I said you are the best fit."
Hu Lu tilted his head and looked at the dusk on the horizon, and said, "What's the reason for this time, senior brother?"
Chen Huaifeng said softly: "Because Master said that we have to decide the future of Jianzong ourselves. You are the youngest, so I think you can make decisions that are more suitable for a new period of time."
Hu Lu sighed and said, "But what should I do if I don't want to do it? How about you do it, senior brother?"
Chen Huaifeng seemed to be stunned for a moment, turned slightly to look at Hu Lu and said, "Why?"
Hu Lu said slowly: "I'm afraid that I will dishonor the honor of our master. Whether it's you, senior brother, or senior brother Xiaoyu, they are both extremely talented people in the world. I'm different. I'm just a small gatekeeper swordsman." .”
Hu Lu said with a sad face.
"I'm not as strong as you, senior brothers. If I were to become the sect leader, in the future, the Sword Sect in the human world would not be allowed to be ridden on its head to urinate on."
Chen Huaifeng smiled softly and said, "That's because you are still young, junior brother. What's more, have you forgotten that you have many senior brothers?"
Of course Hu Lu has many senior brothers.
For example, Chen Huaifeng, Zhang Xiaoyu, and Mei Quming.
The entire Sword Sect is Hu Lu’s senior brother.
Even if they feel that they are old all day long, they should be able to do some small business in the world peacefully.
But they are still very young.
This is also the reason why the Human Sword Sect has surpassed Mojian Cliff in recent years and become the leader of the swordsmanship.
Of course the senior brothers are young.
After a hundred years of life, you are still young at thirty.
No one knows how many of those Sword Sect disciples in the minor realm will become cultivators of the great realm tomorrow.
So the present is the present and the future is the future.
Hu Lu frowned for a long time. Of course he knew what Chen Huaifeng said.
"But it seems that after becoming a sect leader, I can no longer show up in the world as freely. I can only lie down on the bridge and sleep like Master."
Chen Huaifeng said with a smile: "That's because Master doesn't like playing cards. You can see from his playing skills that he is just playing blindly."
"I thought it was Master who made everyone like playing cards."
Hu Lu said thoughtfully.
"Of course not. Everyone likes to play cards because Master's brothers like to play cards."
"..."
Hu Lu suddenly remembered an extremely terrifying scene.
So put it this way.
After he became the sect leader, Chen Huaifeng would become the master uncle of the Sword Sect.
After a few decades, everyone in Nanyi City will not be walking around happily with a thermos cup.
Hu Lu shuddered.
Chen Huaifeng said strangely: "What are you thinking about?"
Hu Lu Baofeng shook his head.
"No, I don't think about anything, I'm just a little cold."
"Oh, it may be that you are weak after being blown by the wind for a long time. Then you can make a cup of wolfberry tea after you go back."
"..."
Hu Lu hurriedly said goodbye to Chen Huaifeng and ran down the mountain.
His hands danced above his head as he ran.
Like a big galloping carrot.
horrible.
Hu Lu thought as he ran.
It would be too scary for Nanyi City to really become like that.
...
Nan Dao walked around Nanyi City for a long time with his sword on his back before finding Zhang Xiaoyu.
Not in a wine shop, but sitting on a bridge somewhere in the Nanyi River with a jug of wine in his arms. His bloody clothes looked quite shocking in the dusk.
Nan Dao was stunned for a long time before walking over and looking at Zhang Xiaoyu's bloody body.
"Senior brother is injured?"
Zhang Xiaoyu looked back at Nan Dao, forced a smile, and said, "No, it's all other people's blood."
Nan Dao also sat down on the bridge guardrail holding an umbrella and said softly: "That's good."
Zhang Xiaoyu also answered, just sipping his drink.
Nan Dao tilted his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, guessing the possible story.
Zhang Xiaoyu drank for a long time, but Yiaozhou Island behind him unsheathed itself and landed in front of the two of them, suspended in the dusk.
There is still blood on the sword.
Twilight illuminates the blood.
It is also full of splendor.
"Senior brother?" Nan Dao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu on the side, wondering what he meant.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Is it because the sword is not easy to use?"
Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head, sighed and said, "No, it's because the sword is so easy to use."
The Nandao Xindao Sword is so easy to use, why are you still so unhappy?
Then I heard Zhang Xiaoyu continue: "So the killing is a bit fast."
Nan Dao was stunned, not knowing what it meant.
Zhang Xiaoyu said softly: "If it were my own sword, it would definitely not kill as fast as this sword."
Nan Dao didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had no choice but to pat Zhang Xiaoyu on the shoulder.
Zhang Xiaoyu raised the wine bottle to his lips, but did not drink. He just tilted his head and looked at the sunset hanging in the sky.
Probably thinking about the scene where those Huangliang people were sliced like tofu by Parrot Island.
After watching for a long time, Zhang Xiaoyu squinted and took a sip of wine.
"Junior brother, why do you suddenly want to come to me?" Zhang Xiaoyu turned to look at Nan Dao and said.
Nan Dao turned back and said: "Senior brother Huai Feng asked me to come. Some rumors were probably spread today, and then he and Hu Lu were arrested together. Then Huai Feng asked me to go down the mountain just now and told me You were drinking in the south of the city, so I guess you asked me to come and talk to you?"
Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned, but he also remembered the news he heard in the morning.
So it was your boy who did it?
But Zhang Xiaoyu was not in the mood to joke now.
So he just shook his head helplessly.
"Why do you look so unhappy, senior brother?"
Zhang Xiaoyu drank wine and thought, why am I unhappy today, because in my imagination...
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I thought a lot of things too simply."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and then said: "When I killed Hua Wuxi, I actually wanted to be very generous and unrestrained."
Zhang Xiaoyu turned to look at Nan Dao.
The young man holding a black umbrella looked quietly at the dusk across the river.
"But it wasn't. I was listening to Fengtai and Chen He say a lot of sensational words, and then they left the hospital pretending to be cool."
Nan Dao said softly: "But actually I was panicking to death at that time. Before that, I had only killed one person - I can't say that I had only killed one person, but I had already killed one person - a Liuyun Sword Sect Senior brother, you should have known about it at that time."
Zhang Xiaoyu nodded.
Of course he knew it at the time.
He also helped Nan Dao solve a big problem.
"I thought I had already killed someone, and if I went to kill Hua Wuxi, I wouldn't feel that panic. But I really didn't. When I was chasing Hua Wuxi, I was shaking all over. I didn't know What’s that for?”
When Nan Dao said this, he was stunned for a moment.
There seems to be a gap in that memory for some unknown reason.
So some places get quite weird.
But Nan Dao didn’t think much about it.
Just think of it as the reason why I fell asleep later.
"So I kept saying all kinds of inexplicable words at that time." Nan Dao sighed. "None of the handsome pictures that Chen He imagined. I even felt like a desperate desperado at the time."
"How can killing someone be cool?"
Nan Dao suddenly felt something in his throat, and took a deep breath to suppress the feeling.
He stared at the water flowing southward with blurred eyes.
Zhang Xiaoyu said softly: "Yes."
Of course there will be no cool killings.
There will be no just killing.
So a lot of things should not have happened from the beginning.
"But senior brother, you are different." Nan Dao turned back and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said slowly.
"The fate of Nanyi City is in the hands of you and many senior brothers."
Nan Dao said softly: "People in the world will not feel scared when they see Senior Brother's bloody clothes, they will only feel relieved."
"White clothes with blood, sometimes they are cleaner than many people."
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the water of Nanyi River quietly.
As if in a daze, the Parrot Island has fallen on his lap.
Nan Dao said, but he laughed a little sheepishly and said: "I don't know what Senior Brother Huai Feng wants me to come to you for, but maybe he wants me to comfort you? So I guessed all the way, I have been thinking about it all the way, if you are still like this, senior brother, then I will have no choice but to continue thinking about gossip."
Zhang Xiaoyu raised his hand to put on Nan Dao's shoulder and said softly: "No need, junior brother, just sit with me for a while."
"good."
Nan Dao said nothing more and sat on the guardrail holding an umbrella, shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Xiaoyu.
Those twilights gradually flowed away in the river.
Then the night gradually appeared over Nanyi City.
Only a little residual glow remains on the dark eyebrows of the distant mountains.
"Junior brother."
"What's wrong, senior brother?"
"I suddenly miss Li Qinghua."
Nan Dao turned to look at Zhang Xiaoyu, who raised the wine bottle and was drinking.
"Didn't you say you don't like me?"
"I lied to you."
"Then why?"
Nan Dao didn't finish his question because Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head in pain.
This is the first time Nan Dao has seen Zhang Xiaoyu show such an expression.
So Nan Dao stopped talking in fear.
The pain on Zhang Xiaoyu's face only appeared for a moment.
Then he sat in the last light of dusk and laughed again.
Just like the Zhang Xiaoyu I have seen all the time in Nandao.
"So be it."
Zhang Xiaoyu said with a soft smile, jumped down from the bridge guardrail, carried the gourd and the sword and headed towards the south of the city in the night.
Nan Dao sat quietly on the guardrail, watching Zhang Xiaoyu gradually go away in the shallow night.
So what’s the story about the senior brother that makes him reluctant to talk about it?
Nan Dao thought for a long time before jumping down from the guardrail and walking slowly along the lonely long street in the night.
...
Senior Brother Jiang may have had some stories.
But that is a story that has been forgotten by the world.
Like many people can't even remember what his name was.
Ginger leaves.
A name that doesn't sound very cool.
Not as melancholy as Chen Huaifeng, nor as melancholy as Zhang Xiaoyu's neighbor.
It smells like a vegetable basket.
After all, it is easy to think of things like onion leaves and garlic leaves.
It may also make people think that this is a woman's name.
But these are unimportant things. If people in the world still talk nonsense after drinking.
If you don't drink, forget it.
When the sword light passed through the night sky and fell under the skylight of the waterfall, Senior Brother Jiang's figure also appeared.
Stepping on the green mountains and rivers that had been forgotten for many years like him, he headed towards the main peak of Wushan with great dignity.
He didn't know what he was going to see here.
But when he and his two junior brothers saw the thousands of souls coming by boat on that cliff, he knew he had to take a look.
Just like when Junior Brother Mei and Senior Brother Nan came to Dazezhong to take a look.
Some unknown things always need someone to take a look.
I am a senior brother, so I can't let my junior brother come.
Senior Brother Jiang thought quietly as the sword with the word "green" engraved on it kept circling around him. The sword wind surrounded him, ready to resist attacks from the unknown at any time.
Stepping on the fallen leaves rotting in the soil, looking up at the countless skylights flying across the green mountains.
The main peak of Wushan Mountain is not far ahead.
The vast land is inserted between Daze and the sky.
Like a pillar of heaven.
It looks like an extremely huge cyan barrier.
Jiang Ye walked for a long time, but suddenly heard a burst of footsteps from ahead.
With a stern look on his face, Jiang Ye raised his hand and grasped the sword beside him.
Stepping on the sword wind, he walked forward.
The long river passed by in an instant.
A figure appeared in front of him.
Jiang Ye's sword lowered.
Because he knew the person in front of him.
Brother Huaimin.
Of course Huai Min’s surname is Huai.
"Why is senior brother here?"
Jiang Ye put away his sword and walked towards the figure who was standing under the majestic solitary peak with his sword behind his back.
Huai Min turned his head, glanced at Jiang Ye, then turned back and said quietly: "Because I am thinking about something."
"What?"
Jiang Ye stopped next to Huai Min and glanced at the Sleepless Sword carried behind him.
The sword owned by a person who plays cards all night is naturally called sleepless.
Huai Min said softly: "What made the goddess wake up?"
Jiang Ye was silent for a while and said, "What do you think, senior brother?"
Huai Min looked up and looked at the countless skylights flying between the sky and the earth. They had no way of knowing what those skylights were.
After looking at it for a long time, Huaimin said slowly: "It was done by people from the Taoist sect."
Jiang Ye suddenly turned to look at Huai Min.
"How can senior brother judge?"
The Sleepless Sword behind Huai Min unsheathed loudly, dragging the sword's intention, hovering in the green hills around the two of them for a long time, and then the sword wind suddenly spread and swept away in all directions.
Some fallen leaves were lifted up, revealing the footprints underneath that had been buried for a short time.
Jiang Ye's eyes did not fall on those footprints, but on Huai Min beside him. He was silent for a long time and said softly: "Senior brother's sword intent seems to be weaker."
Huaimin coughed twice and said softly: "I encountered Young Master Wubei before and suffered some injuries."
Jiang Ye looked at him quietly for a long time and said, "Okay."
What does the word good mean?
Huaimin turned his head and glanced at Jiang Ye, but said nothing more.
Jiang Ye didn't say anything else.
The two of them looked at the footprints on the Qingshan land together.
The edges of the footprints were inspired by the sword's will, revealing a rather ethereal Taoist charm.
Jiang Ye looked at it quietly for a long time and said, "The fortune teller should have been to Daze."
Huai Min said softly: "The fortune teller's traces will not be so weak."
Divination operator, one of the three swords and three concepts in the world, will naturally not be so weak.
"And a Taoist master who claims to know everything in the world will not do such a thankless thing."
Jiang Ye was silent for a while, looked at Huai Min and said, "Who do you think it could be?"
Huai Min said quietly: "I don't know."
The two of them remained silent for a long time under the skylight of the lonely peak.
The night wind in Daze constantly blows into the center of this land.
Their robes were fluttering in the wind.
"Want to go up and have a look?"
Jiang Ye turned around and looked at Huai Min and said.
"No need, I've already been up there."
"when?"
"Before you come."
Jiang Ye looked at Huai Min quietly for a long time and said, "Okay."
What does the word "good" mean?
Huai Min looked at Jiang Ye quietly.
I don't know when, the two of them have changed from standing side by side in front of the lonely peak to standing opposite each other.
Jiang Ye's eyes stayed on the sleepless sword hovering around Huai Min for a long time.
"Senior brother, will you still play cards after you return?"
Huai Min was silent for a long time and then said, "Should I fight?"
Jiang Ye raised his hand and held the green vegetable sword.
"Senior Brother Huaimin hasn't played cards for a long time."
Therefore, Nanyi City has actually not seen the scene of Huai Min not sleeping for many years.
Huai Min also knew what those two words "good" meant - it was hard to fall out, so he had to believe your lies for the time being.
So good is actually bad.
So why did they fall out again?
The sleepless sword circled around Huai Min.
He couldn't understand.
"Now it seems that Senior Brother Huaimin won't have to play cards anymore."
Jiang Ye said quietly.
The wind blows in the green mountains, and a sword rises up, passing through countless sky lights, and stabs Huai Min, who is standing there quietly.
Huai Min didn't make a move, he just looked at the sword that broke through the wind quietly.
"Do you believe me?"
Huai Min did not say anything like "You are no match for me."
Just asked a question.
The sword stopped in front of Huai Min's eyes.
Jiang Ye looked at Huai Min quietly and said, "What do you believe?"
Huaimin looked at the human world beyond the skylight of Daze Qingshan.
"Believe in me just like you believe in Nanyi City and all your senior brothers."
"Why?"
Huai Min laughed softly, and the long sword behind him withdrew its sword intent and flew into its sheath under the skylight.
"You may not believe it." Huai Min stopped his smile, looked at Jiang Ye, and said sincerely, "I am a good person."
It’s not a good person who once had no choice but now wants to be a good person.
Rather.
"I've always been a good person."
Jiang Ye stood there silently and did not draw his sword again.
Huai Min didn't say anything else, he passed by Jiang Ye and walked towards the outside of Gufeng River.
Jiang Ye looked at the green vegetable sword in his hand for a long time.
The back was blown by the wind, and a constant chill spread throughout the body.
