Some people were standing hesitantly in the alley, as if they were wondering whether they should go in and talk to the people in Heaven about the man with disheveled hair and a sword walking on the street.
For the disciples of the Sword Sect or the gentlemen of Xuanxuyuan, Heavenly Prison naturally does not need to give face in many cases.
But not to the world.
Therefore, there was not even the sound of playing cards near the Heavenly Prison.
Incomparable tranquility.
Or dead silence.
The man stood at the entrance of the alley and looked around, rubbing his hands uneasily.
Then there were some strange sounds coming from behind.
He looked back and stood there blankly.
Someone was sitting on an extremely weird wheelchair, coming towards this alley.
There was still steam coming out of the front of the wheelchair. I didn't know what it was, and I seemed to have seen it somewhere.
The man couldn't remember anything.
There is a young man sitting in a wheelchair, with a...sword behind his back?
The man stood there blankly, confused.
The person who came was naturally Chen He.
Chen He is coming to carry out a great and sacred redemption.
After returning to the library and driving out the Tianyan car that had been idle for a long time, Chen He carried his sword on his back and drove all the way in the bright sunshine on the street.
Probably he once dreamed of traveling to the end of the world with his sword.
When I went out, I realized that people in the world had stopped riding horses for a long time.
In what age are you still riding traditional horses?
With these thoughts in mind, Chen He drove the steaming Tianyan car to the outside of this alley in the west of the city, bathed in the early morning sunshine.
There was a person standing there blankly outside the alley, not knowing what he was looking at.
Chen He raised his hand and said hello with a smile.
"Morning, my friend."
The man looked at Chen He blankly, then raised his hand to say hello, and said nonchalantly: "It's early for you too."
Chen He drove the wheelchair past him with a smile until he stopped in front of the gate of Heavenly Prison. He jumped out of the car and raised his hand to knock on the door.
Then he waited quietly at the door.
It's just that after a long time, no one came to open the door.
Chen He raised his eyebrows.
Then he took out the Yellow Crane Tower from behind.
He untied his tattered clothes, held his sword in his hand and struck it with a sword.
The man at the entrance of the alley had never seen such a battle before, so he ran away.
As I ran, I thought about what kind of world this is, why are all these weird things running out?
The thick black door was split so deep that it dented inside.
Chen He raised his sword and planned to strike again.
Then the door was opened from the inside.
Ximen, who was carrying a broken knife, stood behind the door with an angry look on his face, looking at this young man who had come inexplicably.
Chen He looked at this scene and felt something was wrong.
He walked forward with his sword in hand and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, if I had known you were going to open the door, I wouldn't have done it. Let's do it all over again."
Before Ximen could say anything, he saw the young man reaching out and pulling the door up again.
Then there was a polite knock on the door in the prison.
Ximen was silent for a while. The broken sword behind him was unsheathed, but before it fell into his hand, his whole body and the door were knocked backwards.
Chen He stood at the door where the dust had settled and the sun was shining. He smiled and looked at Ximen who was pressed under the door and said, "It's not that I don't follow martial ethics. It was you who wanted to take action first."
Pear blossoms were flying in the courtyard, and the broken knife that fell out of his hand fell into Ximen's hand, and then the black door was shaken to the side. Ximen wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, held the knife and stood in the courtyard filled with the wind of swords. He got up, looked at Chen He solemnly, and said, "Who are you?"
Chen He thought for a moment and said, "My name is Bei Dao."
Then Simon understood why he came.
Holding the knife, he stood silently in the courtyard where the pear blossoms were flying, and said slowly: "He is from the twelfth floor."
When Chen He heard this, he fell silent for a while, without the same playful attitude as before. He looked at Ximen quietly and said calmly: "He is also my friend."
Ximen didn't say anything more. The whole courtyard was filled with the wind of swords. He took a step forward and slashed directly at Chen He at the door.
Chen He's sword is very heavy.
So it can also be regarded as a knife.
When Ximen's sword passed through the courtyard and fell towards Chen He very quickly, Chen He struck with the same sword.
Quick sword and sharp sword.
Nature is just a matter of a moment.
Ximen looked at the broken knife that was stuck under a pear tree not far away, and suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.
Maybe it was the scene where he chopped off Nan Dao’s knife?
The movement in the front yard had already alarmed those in Hell.
When Ximen's sword flew out and Chen He's sword fell on Ximen's neck, many black-clad heavenly jailers flew out of the courtyard and landed among the pear blossoms in the courtyard.
"Let go of Master Ximen!"
After listening to these words, Chen He looked at Ximen in front of him. Naturally, there were only three adults in Heaven Prison, Di Qianjun, Lin Erliang, and Jian Shijin. He tilted his head curiously and said, "You are in charge of Heaven today." First day in prison?”
Ximen was silent for a while, then stretched out a hand from under his sword and made a gesture.
"It's the second day."
"Ah, disrespectful." Chen He said as he reached out to push open the west door and walked into the courtyard.
Of course Chen He was not just chatting.
In fact he thinks a lot.
For example, how can I make myself more chic and handsome?
Putting the sword on Ximen's neck and walking towards the courtyard through the pear flower path, it was naturally not cool enough.
It seemed that he was not confident enough, so he found some hostages to intimidate.
So after Chen He finished asking, he let go of Ximen, held his sword and walked in the black courtyard with white pear blossoms flying around. He looked at the heavenly wardens and said softly: "Please."
As a result, there was chaos in the heavenly prison.
Taoist sword intent and sword intent all came towards Chen He.
Chen He looked at this scene with quite satisfaction, and felt that it was indeed a little interesting.
Then the sword in his hand passed through the pear blossoms.
After a while, the whole courtyard was silent.
Many people were lying scattered in the yard.
Chen He raised his sword and blew the snow.
Of course not blowing blood.
They are pear blossoms falling like snow on the sword.
Although there are many heavenly wardens, there are not many in the small realm. Otherwise, Lin Erliang would not have killed so easily.
Chen He naturally has no interest in killing people.
Walking around the world with a murder case on your back, naturally you can't feel free and unrestrained.
Therefore, most of those heavenly wardens were knocked unconscious by Chen He with the hilt of his sword.
He looked back at Ximen, who was standing there with a complicated expression.
"what's on your mind?"
Chen He asked.
Ximen was silent for a long time and said, "Why don't you use sword intention?"
Of course Chen He didn't use his sword intention.
Even just picking up a sword and picking up some muscle memory.
But how do you say that?
"As long as I make a small move, I'm already at the limit of this courtyard." Chen He said softly, "It's too much to bully people with sword intent."
Ximen was speechless.
Naturally, Tianji should have known who this person was.
It's a pity about the previous fire.
A lot of stuff was burned.
Lin Erliang, who was in charge of this aspect, defected again.
Therefore, Heavenly Prison still does not know who this young man who came out of nowhere is.
The name Beidao is naturally untrustworthy.
Ximen said nothing more, and neither did Chen He.
Just when Chen He put away his sword and turned around.
The pear blossoms all over the courtyard were flying in confusion again.
There is a sword coming from the depths of Hell.
The world suddenly fell into the night rain.
The night rain knocks on the door, and the pear blossoms fall.
Chen He stood in the heavy rain and turned around, looked at the cold light coming from the night, smiled softly, and said, "This is interesting."
Night rain and ringing.
Then a sword came.
The signature sword of Liuyun Sword Sect.
Di Qianjun.
Chen He raised his hand until the blade of the sword was level with his shoulder, and quietly looked at the sword in the rain.
The visible sword naturally poses no threat.
So when the sword penetrated the night rain, it suddenly disappeared into the heavy rain.
Chen He closed his eyes quietly and then turned around.
However, the sword in his hand did not fall behind him, but in front of him.
The sword was chopped out of the night rain, and then disappeared into the night rain.
Chen He opened his eyes, looked at somewhere in the night rain with a smile, and said, "Do you think I have been cheated?"
On the black wall in the night rain, Di Qianjun's figure holding a sword appeared on the wall, looking at Chen He silently.
The moment Chen He turned around, he did think so.
The night rain was swaying, and Di Qianjun did not speak, but stood in the rain with a pale face.
Unlike Simon.
Ximen's serious injury came from that finger, which hurt Shenhai directly, which caused Ximen, who was supposed to be much stronger than Di Qianjun, to be completely unable to fight.
Di Qianjun's serious injuries were only related to his body functions.
The Divine Locking Nail blocked the Divine Sea in the first place, which allowed Lin Erliang to succeed.
Therefore, Ye Yu's sword was quite powerful.
However, the young man who came inexplicably at the door slashed him out with a sword without any care.
"A very fast sword." Di Qianjun said softly.
There is no sword intention, no driving force of heaven and earth energy.
Just fast.
Where in the world can there be such a fast sword?
Ximen stood silent at the door of Heavy Rain.
So those previous speculations are true?
Is there indeed the shadow of Mojianya behind this young man from Nandao?
"You are from Mojian Cliff."
Di Qianjun said these words with great gravity.
Chen He chuckled softly and said, "It doesn't matter where you are from. What matters is what I want to do."
Di Qianjun's figure disappeared from the wall of Ye Yu.
Only the usual indifferent voice lingered in the rain.
"This is naturally impossible. Although Tian Yu dare not go to Jian Cliff to ask, we also have our principles."
So in the night rain, another sword came.
Ximen, who was standing silently at the door, was surrounded by the wind of heaven and earth vitality.
But regardless of Shenhai's serious injury, he took action forcefully.
If you don’t use the sword intention or use the divine sea, it’s naturally your business.
It has nothing to do with us.
Ximen coughed and thought, and held the broken knife again.
There was a knife intention escaping from the body, and countless heaven and earth energy gathered in the night rain, passed through the broken sea of spirits, and fell on the broken knife in his hand.
Then the blade slowly reunited in the vitality of heaven and earth, and turned into a thick and strong long sword again.
In the night rain, sword after sword came through the wind and rain.
Chen He listened quietly to the movement in the night rain.
The long sword in his hand turned over, and he struck the sword into the night rain. Di Qianjun's figure was photographed together with the sword. Chen He did not even glance at it, and continued to slash at the sword in the night rain.
There is no sword intent and no vitality.
But a fire broke out on the sword.
Green fire.
Just the sheer speed caused the sword to burn.
So no matter how fierce the long knife in the night rain was.
He was also slashed out by a sword in despair.
Chen He put away his sword and stood in the rain, raising his hand to look at the green fire on the sword. Even the night rain could not extinguish the flames. Instead, they were quickly evaporated on the sword, like a heavy fog.
Chen He looked at the two of them apologetically and said sincerely: "Sorry, I drank some wine earlier and I was a bit harsh."
The two of them said nothing and continued to walk towards Chen He through the night rain.
Chen He swung his sword, and while extinguishing the sword fire, he also broke through the night rain.
There were also two people standing side by side with a sword pointed at them.
Chen He held his sword and stood among the pear blossoms in the courtyard, looking up at the sky.
The night rain has dispersed, and the natural daylight is just right.
"What about South Island?"
Chen He lowered his head and looked at the two of them and asked.
Ximen looked sluggish, looked at Chen He with a complicated expression, and said slowly: "Are the people at Mojianya really unreasonable?"
"That may be true, but I am not from Mojianya." Chen He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I am from the Ten-Year Sword Sect."
But after finishing speaking, Chen He shook his head again, looked at the two people who were stunned, and said shyly: "I'm sorry, the last sentence is a bit awkward, so just pretend you haven't heard it."
"..."
Ximen was speechless.
The ten-year sword sect is naturally Mo Jian Ya.
It's just that the high cliff left such a deep impression on the world that the world has not thought of the name Ten Years Sword Sect for many years.
Just like people in Nanyi City often think that the Human Sword Sect is a human card hall.
The two did not speak again.
Chen He looked at Di Qianjun and said with a smile: "What about you, do you want to be reasonable or principled?"
Di Qianjun said nothing, lowered his sword, turned and walked to the pear tree beside the road, sat down with his back to Chen He, and kept coughing.
It has the meaning of crying in the spring breeze at thirty, under the pear tree on the back.
Ximen was silent for a while, then put away the knife and walked to sit next to Di Qianjun.
Chen He tilted his head and looked at this scene, finding it very interesting.
So he didn't argue with the two anymore, walked back to the door, picked up the ragged clothes, wrapped the Yellow Crane Tower again, carried it behind his back, and then walked through the pear blossom path towards the inner courtyard of the Heavenly Prison.
...
Nan Dao was sitting in a certain prison room, holding an umbrella. Chen He was not tortured as he imagined.
After being brought back by Ximen last night, he was imprisoned in this prison.
Di Qianjun also visited him for a long time, but said nothing and seemed to be thinking about something.
Nan Dao didn't know what he was thinking.
If it were a peach blossom sitting quietly in the divine sea.
Maybe you'll know something.
It's about Nanke Town.
Tianjing's suspicion of Nandao started from that weird town.
It was the disappearance of the Heavenly Prison officials that happened in that town that caused the Heavenly Prison to start an internal self-examination.
Then we ended up in the current situation.
The special existence of people on the twelfth floor.
It is difficult to prove from the appearance.
This is also the reason why Heavenly Hell often acts in extreme ways.
So even if Nan Dao is really brought back, he will only be temporarily detained in the Heavenly Prison. If you beat him until he screams, he will not remember those forgotten things.
So when Chen He wandered in with a sword on his back.
The two looked at each other and looked at each other.
"How come your kid wasn't tortured and then surrendered?" Chen He was stunned for a moment and asked, looking at the intact Nan Dao.
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said: "Maybe it does happen a little bit. For example, if they wanted to take away my umbrella, that crazy guy named Ximen said no need, and then they didn't continue."
Chen He thought for a while, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.
But the one with human touch is probably only Ximen, not Heavenly Prison.
Looking at Chen He's appearance, Nan Dao was silent for a long time and said, "How did you get here?"
Chen He thought for a while and said, "I went to find Cao Weiying to borrow a sword, and then walked in."
Of course, Tian Prison didn't just walk in when he wanted to, especially when Ximen and Di Qianjun were both there.
But Nan Dao didn't ask any more questions.
The people in Heavenly Prison were all lying outside, so naturally no one came to stop Chen He.
So those iron fences were cut off, and Nan Dao walked out from inside holding an umbrella.
The two found Nan Dao's sword in the courtyard and walked all the way outside.
Nan Dao looked strangely at Ximen and Di Qianjun, who were sitting on the edge of Lihua Road with their backs to the path. He looked at Chen He and said, "Did you do it?"
Chen He denied it flatly and said, "It's not me, it's Bei Dao."
"..."
Nan Dao followed Chen He out silently.
Tianyan's car stopped at the gate.
It’s hard to imagine that scene in the South Island.
Riding the clanging Tianyan car to rob the prison?
Nan Dao looked at Chen He who was smiling and thought it was a little strange.
But Chen He naturally didn't care about this. He got into the car and asked Nan Dao to sit in another wheelchair.
The Tianyan car came arrogantly, so it also left arrogantly.
All the way through the world.
Tianyan's car stopped somewhere near a bridge over the Nanyi River.
Chen He got out of the car and stood by the bridge, leaning on the guardrail and blowing in the wind, wondering what he was thinking.
Nan Dao also walked down and looked at Chen He who was carrying a sword on his back. He felt that this was no different from the old man selling sugar and oil cakes outside the Human World Sword Sect who suddenly opened his stall and took out his sword to say hello to the human world.
Anyway, outrageous.
"Who are you?"
Nan Dao asked such a question.
Chen He looked at the wind blowing on the river and the sun shining down on the world. He looked really free and at ease. He looked back at Nan Dao and smiled brightly.
"Of course I am Chen He, Chen He of Xianyun Yehe."
Nan Dao was silent for a while and did not ask any more questions.
Yes, it's just Chen He.
Chen He who had driven a Tianyan car to the city to drag him back.
Chen He is now driving a Tianyan car to the Heavenly Prison to drag him back.
It’s all just Chen He.
Chen He who lives in idle clouds and wild cranes, and Chen He who sometimes turns into a crane in dreams.
There is no difference.
Nandao is certainly not stupid.
Looking stupid and being stupid are two different things.
"You look like you are leaving." Nan Dao said, standing next to Chen He.
Chen He said softly: "Yes, just like what Cao Weiying said to me before I came here, there is no such thing as a banquet that lasts forever. You kid has done too much shit, so I won't take you to play in the human world."
Nan Dao smiled and said, "Okay."
Chen He turned to look at Nandao and said, "The people in Heaven Prison are probably still in a daze, so where are you going next?"
Nan Dao thought for a while, then remembered a dream he had, and said, "This is a bit weird. I'll go back and ask my dad."
Chen He didn't say anything else. He took off the sword behind him and placed it on the bridge. Then he walked to Tianyan's car and sat on it.
Only then did Nan Dao discover that there were many biographies placed on the wheelchair.
I think when Chen He came out, he was ready to run away after finishing this job.
Chen He didn't say any more words of farewell, started the Tianyan car, waved to the South Island, and headed all the way to the north of the city.
Probably all the way north?
The morning light is the twilight of the night, and the sunshine is the song of farewell.
Chen He is traveling in and out of the human world.
People who come and go with ease.
Nan Dao didn't think much, nor did he pick up the sword placed at the bridge, and headed southeast of Nanyi City.
Nanke Town is outside the Qingshan Mountains east of Nanyi City.
