The young boy Hu Lu returned to the Sword Sect. It seemed that he had been sitting at the door for too long holding Fang Cun. At this time, he was still subconsciously sitting on the doorstep holding his sword.
The ordinary human steps had been broken into pieces by Shushu Yi Zhupin before. Although Zhang Xiaoyu, who was worried about being blamed by Cong Ren, repaired them seriously later, it was still a little weird.
After all, it was just turning it over, not going back to the mountains to find some stones to polish it.
So Hu Lu always feels a little weird when sitting, as if he is a little wobbly.
So he wiggled his butt uneasily.
Some senior brothers are playing cards in the concierge.
Hu Lu didn’t know why, but suddenly she couldn’t participate.
Could it be that because he learned that he was going to be the master of the Sword Sect, he started to subconsciously create a character?
Hu Lu sat on the steps and twisted her buttocks while thinking.
But this is indeed a serious issue.
After all, the leader of the Sword Sect represents the face of the entire Sword Sect in the world.
On a larger scale, not only the entire Nanyi City, but also the faces of all the sword sects in the entire south.
You are like Cong Ren, who you were before, a cold and melancholy young boy. Even if you were beaten with a knife in Huangliang until you vomited blood, you still would not change your life.
But after becoming the sect leader, I became lazy. Sleeping on the bridge all day long.
Thinking of this, Hu Lu felt that the first point of the sect master's design was to be lazy, so lazy that he would sleep twelve hours a day and not help him when the soy sauce was poured.
Nodding his head, he walked into the concierge, took a wooden board inside, and turned over a piece of charcoal from the idle stove. He walked back to the doorstep, holding the charcoal crookedly and writing on the wooden board. The word "lazy" was written down.
Then he tilted his head and continued thinking.
what else?
He must be so strong that everyone in the world would rather sleep with him.
Hu Lu thought about this and hesitated.
Although being strong is a human design, it cannot be achieved casually.
So he wrote the word "Qiang" on the wooden board and put a question mark.
Then I felt that if I wasn’t strong enough, I wouldn’t be able to be lazy.
So I also put a question mark on the word lazy.
Staring at these two words for a long time, Hu Lu felt very melancholy.
It would be great if I had a talent as high as Senior Brother Xiaoyu.
Even if it doesn't work, Senior Brother Huai Feng can do it.
After much thought, Hu Lu still didn't understand why senior brother Huai Feng had to make him the sect leader.
But the master agreed.
The main thing is to be casual?
Hu Lu sat with a gloomy expression, putting the wooden board aside, looking at the slightly crooked stone steps at the door, and then remembered the time when she was beaten up by Shushu with a pennant.
Although I held back my hand at that time.
But looking at the world, which sect leader has suffered such grievances at such a young age?
Hu Lu sighed, picked up the board with his sword in his arms and stood up.
After walking into the porter's room and putting the board back, a senior brother on the side turned to look at what was written on the board. He looked at Hu Lu and asked in confusion, "Are you trying to slander Master?"
"..." Hu Luguang quickly shook his head and explained sincerely, "I was thinking about what kind of persona I should set up if I become a sect leader in the future."
"..." These words left the senior brother speechless.
The two stood in the corner of the concierge studying the board.
But this senior brother named Jiang Hehai also started to think seriously.
"It seems that the three generations of Sword Sect masters are all lazy. If the fourth generation is still like this, will the world be tired of aesthetics?"
Jiang Hehai said very seriously.
Hu Lu tilted his head and thought about it, it seemed to make sense.
"But it seems that practitioners like us who are among the world have nothing to do except being lazy."
Jiang Hehai shook his head and said: "That's because you are still too young. Even if you really go to Nanyi City to find something to do, they don't dare to hire you. Five hundred years ago in the Gale calendar, Shenhe issued the Gale Youth The law clearly stipulates that young people under the age of fifteen are not allowed to be employed in any form."
Hu Lu was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Isn't Kamigawa the Three Swords in the World?
Are you still paying attention to this kind of thing?
After thinking about it, I became a little curious, and looked at Jiang Hehai and asked, "Then why does it have to be under fifteen years old, but not under fourteen years old?"
Jiang Hehai thought for a moment and said, "I don't know, probably standing at thirty and squatting at fifteen."
"..."
Jiang Hehai continued: "So, do you think we will often do some messy things in the world soon?"
Hu Lu does know this.
Everyone in Nanyi City also knows.
Maybe everyone in the world knows.
Maybe the person who brings you food is a disciple of Jian Zong, and the person who brings you tea is also a disciple of Jian Zong.
So for many years, if nothing big happened, generally few people would show off in Nanyi City.
After all, he accidentally put it on the head of the Human Sword Sect.
"So I have an idea." Jiang Hehai didn't know what he thought of, his eyes flashing.
"What do you think?" Hu Lu looked at him curiously.
"You can open a mahjong parlor in the human world, or directly change the human sword sect into a mahjong parlor..."
Hu Lu didn't finish listening and turned away.
Although Hu Lu also plays cards, after all, he is not as addicted to cards as Zhang Xiaoyu and these senior brothers. If it were them, they might actually be able to do such a thing of deceiving their master and destroying their ancestors.
After all, the current Sword Sect in the world is really no different from a card hall. The only thing that still looks like a Sword Sect is that most people in the world don't dare to come in and play cards.
But that seems to be possible?
Anyway, the Jianzong Garden is idle. If it is converted into a card gallery, it can also generate a lot of income. The senior brothers will not have to go out to find work? Maybe we can buy a few houses in Nanyi City, and then the wife and children can stay together.
Hu Lu shook his head crazily as he thought about it.
No, no.
He will be beaten to death by his master.
Hu Lu felt that Senior Brother Jiang Hehai had committed a heinous crime.
It opened a door to desire for a simple young man like himself.
Hu Lu recited the sword formula several times before calming down and giving up those weird thoughts.
Looking for Zhang Xiaoyu everywhere in the Jianzong Garden.
Finally, Mei Quming and others learned that Zhang Xiaoyu had gone to another pond, so he turned back and headed towards another pond.
Hu Lu decided to calm down and practice quietly, but before that, he decided to ask Zhang Xiaoyu how he practiced and if he had any tips.
Zhang Xiaoyu probably doesn't have it, he just has good talent.
Or maybe it was like listening to what Fengtai and Chen He said.
If he doesn't sleep after playing cards, you may think he is sleeping, but he is actually practicing.
You have to practice secretly and then beat everyone to death.
Hu Lu was walking on the garden path leading to a pond, calling Brother Yu there.
If it were the normal Zhang Xiaoyu, he would definitely not be able to bear it anymore.
If you call me Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I will tolerate it, but if you call me Senior Brother Yu, you will smash my head.
It's a pity that Zhang Xiaoyu is not free now.
When Hu Lu came to a pond holding her sword and shouting, she didn't see Zhang Xiaoyu. It wasn't until she reached the peach tree that she saw Zhang Xiaoyu sitting in the stream surrounded by sword intent.
Well, Zhang Xiaoyu, you are indeed practicing secretly when no one is paying attention.
Hu Lu looked around, picked up a small stone and threw it into the stream.
It's a pity that the stone was crushed by those swords before it fell on Zhang Xiaoyu, turned into fine dust and fell into the stream, drifting away with the peach blossoms.
Hu Lu sighed, knowing that Zhang Xiaoyu would really ignore him, so he sat down with his sword under the peach tree, holding his face in his hands and looking at Zhang Xiaoyu blankly.
All he could think about was how to become a qualified and powerful master of the Sword Sect.
...
Jiang Ye held the sword in his arms and walked around Nanyi City for a long time, and finally arrived at the gate of Jianzong.
Listening to the familiar sounds of playing cards in the Sword Sect, Jiang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief. Naturally, there was no feeling of tears in his eyes. After all, he had only left for a short time.
Just as he started to walk up the steps, he stopped.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure coming towards Jian Zong under the shade of the trees by the river through the deflected sunlight.
Jiang Ye has never seen Young Master Wubei.
But he could guess the identity of that person from those superficial things.
So Jiang Ye stopped, holding the Sleepless Sword in his arms, and quietly looked at the young master Wubei who was walking towards this side.
"You're back." Young Master Wubei stopped in front of the stone steps and looked at the Sleepless Sword in Jiang Ye's arms.
There was no guilt or doubt.
He just said this calmly.
Jiang Ye looked at Young Master Wubei quietly for a long time and said slowly: "So you have been in Nanyi City all this time?"
Young Master Wubei said calmly: "I'm not here all the time, but sometimes I need to be there."
Jiang Ye looked at him and asked: "I admit that there is indeed a reason to need you in Daze, but in Nanyi City, I don't know."
Young Master Wubei smiled softly, but he felt like coughing, so he stopped smiling and said, "So you are Jiang Ye, not Chen Huaifeng."
Jiang Ye looked at Young Master Wubei quietly and naturally knew the meaning of his words.
Chen Huaifeng is the one closest to Da Dao among these Jian Sect disciples.
Although Jiang Ye and Chen Huaifeng are both senior fellows of the Sword Sect.
But senior brother and senior brother are different.
Trails are also different from trails.
Even in terms of sword intent, there is still a gap.
Jiang Ye said nothing more, looked down at the Sleepless Sword in his arms, and said slowly: "So what are you doing here?"
Young Master Wubei said calmly: "You can do whatever you want, but I'm not here to apologize to your senior brother."
Jiang Ye held the sword in his hand, but let go.
Of course they couldn't stop Young Master Wubei from doing anything he wanted to do.
Jianzong gardens are just gardens.
Nothing special about it.
The one that makes the world stop.
He has never been a sword sect.
But some people from Jianzong.
It's just that those people are not in the Sword Sect now.
Jiang Ye was silent for a long time and looked in the direction of Nanyi City Tomb Mountain.
"Does Senior Brother Huai Feng know?"
"He should know." Young Master Wubei said slowly, "We have said a lot about Nanyi City."
Jiang Ye said nothing more and looked at Young Master Wubei for a long time, then stood next to the steps.
Young Master Wubei didn't mean to be humble, so he walked up and stood at the gate of Jianzong. He didn't know what he thought of. He turned back to look at Jiang Ye and said, "I'm a little anxious, so I'm a little rude. I hope senior brother doesn't mind." .”
Jiang Ye stood on the steps, holding the Sleepless Sword, and frowned as he listened to the words "Senior Brother" in Young Master Wubei's words, wondering what it meant.
Jiang Ye naturally didn't know that those people from the Northern Wizardry were in the green mountains outside the city, waiting for Young Master Wubei to bring them some slim hope.
So naturally I can't understand the many thoughts that were surging in my heart when Young Master Wubei said those words about senior brother.
But Jiang Ye didn't ask.
Young Master Wubei didn't say anything, he just walked through the gate and headed towards the depths of the Jianzong Garden.
...
Hu Lu leaned against the peach tree and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu quietly in the stream. The April sunshine was probably suitable for sleeping, so he didn't know when he fell asleep.
When I woke up, I realized that it was already dusk in the world.
Peach blossoms fly quietly in the orange sky.
Hu Lu raised her hands and stretched herself comfortably, and yawned. But before she finished her yawn, she saw a person standing by the pool not far away.
The young master has no sorrow.
Why is he here?
Hu Lu stood up holding the sword, looked at Young Master Wubei and asked angrily: "What are you doing here?"
Young Master Wubei looked at the vigilant look on the little boy's face and remembered something. He looked up at the sky and said, "I came to see your senior brother for something."
Hu Lu frowned and looked at the peach blossoms on Young Master Wubei's shoulders.
"When did you come?"
Young Master Wubei said calmly: "I've been here for a while."
Hu Lu looked at Young Master Wubei with some confusion.
I've been here for a while and haven't done anything, just stood by the pool and looked at the peach blossoms?
Hu Lu naturally didn't know that after the anxious Young Master Wu Bei came to a pool, he looked at the young boy sitting under the tree and remembered something, and then stopped silently by the pool.
Until dusk fell, Xiao Hulu woke up from his sleep.
Maybe there was a little boy who was by his side?
No one knows if this is the case.
In short, Young Master Wubei spent the whole afternoon watching here and did nothing.
Nor did Hu Lu say such a puzzling sentence when she woke up and looked confused - I have a younger brother.
Young Master Wubei didn't say anything, just chatted a few words.
Then Zhang Xiaoyu in the stream opened his eyes, looked at the gourds under the peach tree at dusk, and said calmly: "Go and play with Senior Brother Mei Quming and the others."
Hu Lu became a little angry when he heard this sentence.
Why does the master say that he wants to play by himself when he sees him, and the brothers also want to play by themselves?
I am obviously also a disciple of the Sword Sect and a human sword cultivator.
Is there anything you can’t hear?
Hu Lu then stood under the tree angrily, turning to look at the dusk sky.
Zhang Xiaoyu said helplessly: "If anything happens in the future, you will be the one to decide, okay?"
Hu Lu was silent for a while, holding the sword and walking towards the outside of the pond.
In fact, everything he said revealed that he was just a young boy.
Maybe it doesn't sound much better to people, but Hu Lu naturally knows that for some things, enough is enough to stop making trouble.
So he held his sword and walked out of the pond without looking back.
Only Zhang Xiaoyu and Young Master Wubei were left by the pool.
Young Master Wubei quietly looked at the sword intention beside the bridge under the peach tree.
"The place where the third generation leader of the Sword Sect sleeps is indeed extraordinary."
"Yes." Zhang Xiaoyu sat in the stream, looking at the sword intentions wrapped around the scabbard on his knees, thought for a while, and then said: "Sitting here is half the cultivation of the Dao."
Young Master Wubei smiled softly and said, "Why are you telling me this?"
Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly: "Then why are you telling me this?"
The two fell silent in the dusk.
Young Master Wubei looked up at the dusk in the world. On the peach tree that had lived for a thousand years, countless peach blossoms were flying into the sky in the wind.
"I went back to the past years in Nanyi City and saw some stories." Young Master Wubei said softly.
Zhang Xiaoyu listened quietly, the sword scabbard on his knee bobbing in the stream, but it was pulled by the sword intention and did not move away from his knee.
Young Master Wubei lowered his head, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, and asked a question.
"Do you have a good relationship with your senior brother?"
Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head and remained silent for a while, then said, "It used to be very good."
The senior brother here is naturally not a senior brother from the Sword Sect.
But the senior brother in Guanli.
"Then why did it go wrong later?"
Young Master Wubei asked very seriously.
Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head, looked at Young Master Wubei and said, "Because sometimes, people in the world always have some ideological differences."
"Is this what fighting for the Dao means?"
"Maybe so."
Zhang Xiaoyu didn't hide anything.
When Young Master Wubei asked about his relationship with his senior brother.
Zhang Xiaoyu knew that some of the stories that happened in a certain alley in March had been read by others.
The two fell silent for a long time again.
The reason for silence is that there are too many complicated things behind it.
I couldn't help but think about it for a long time.
After a long time, Young Master Wubei spoke slowly: "In that alley, you talked about the mentality of a gambler. I'm curious, what are you betting on?"
Zhang Xiaoyu put his hand into the stream, caught a peach blossom from the stream, and took it out. It still looked very bright, but it might have been left for a long time.
After looking at the peach blossom quietly for a long time, Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Young Master Wubei and asked, "What are you betting on again?"
Young Master Wubei laughed softly and said, "I bet you are."
I bet you yes.
What is it?
Young Master Wubei did not say anything clearly.
There was no puzzlement on Zhang Xiaoyu's face.
Like he knew what it was.
But he didn't say either.
People who stand tall not only have eyes that can see many things, but also ears that can hear many things. Some things cannot be discussed openly.
So no matter Zhang Xiaoyu is right or not.
He would not tell what Young Master Wubei guessed.
"Then how do you want to verify it?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Young Master Wubei and asked.
Young Master Wubei stood calmly by a pond, looking at the peach blossom in Zhang Xiaoyu's hand.
Bright peach blossoms, peach blossoms surrounded by swords.
"I probably don't have time to verify it." Young Master Wubei said calmly. "Precisely because it cannot be confirmed."
The pool full of twilight water was rippling, as if a strong wind was blowing in the Jianzong Garden.
Young Master Wubei finished the rest of his words.
"That's why it's called gambling."
