Nan Dao held an umbrella and carried a sword on his back, sitting quietly on a rock by the stream at the foot of the mountain with the bottom submerged in the stream.
Along the creek, you can see a small river.
That is a tributary of Nanyi River.
Walking along the tributary, you will pass through a low forest. Past the forest is Nanke Town.
But Nandao stopped here and did not go any further.
There seemed to be many lights rising in the sky in the distance, which should be the sword intention.
Nan Dao didn't know what happened. He just glanced up and then lowered his head again.
Maybe I'm going the wrong way.
Nan Dao thought like this, looking down at the gurgling water in the stream at night. Everything was very peaceful.
There was a rustling sound in the forest behind him, maybe it was a hare or something like that.
If it were before, he would have imagined that sound as a very vicious animal.
But now that I have a sword in my hand, I am no longer afraid of that kind of thing, so I would rather think of those unknown sounds as cute.
The stone may be gray or white.
Nan Dao didn't know why, he couldn't confirm what the true hue of this color was now.
Maybe it’s because I walked across this clear stream and back in the afternoon.
Nan Dao didn't think about what he saw when he walked over in the afternoon.
Just thinking, maybe I went the wrong way.
The forest was not big.
But there are several paths.
Maybe I accidentally walked on the wrong road and went to the foot of another mountain.
Nan Dao sat on that stone of unknown color for a long time.
Then he stood up silently, held an umbrella and walked slowly along the clear stream at the foot of the mountain. After walking for a while, he pulled out the Peach Blossom Sword behind him and walked forward holding the sword.
After walking on Nandao for a long time at night, the clear stream merged into the river, and Nandao walked into the forest.
It was very quiet in the forest. Nan Dao held his sword and umbrella, and walked on the path.
The trail is winding and not straight.
Perhaps it is precisely this, the dark path under the night that winds and goes deep, that makes the soul of South Island not so peaceful.
So he held the sword tightly, and the umbrella too.
After walking along the trail for a while, the first fork came out. Nan Dao stopped there and looked at it for a while, then silently chose the side he had not passed in the afternoon.
There were April flowers and plants on both sides, and there was no wind in the forest, so they grew quietly beside the road.
It seems that it has always grown like this in the past.
Nan Dao thought about the appearance of these trails he had seen in his memory.
There was some sweat on the palm of his left hand holding the umbrella. Nan Dao opened his hand slightly and took a look. He didn't wipe it off, but just held the sword in his hand tighter.
At the end, Nan Dao simply closed his eyes.
See nothing, think nothing.
Just go deeper by feeling.
After an unknown amount of time, the silence of the mountains and forests faded away.
There was some wind in the face.
On the edge of the night forest, the young man quietly held an umbrella, held a sword and closed his eyes, standing quietly in the wind.
The wind has the smell of fallen leaves and dead trees in the green mountains, and the sound of gurgling streams.
Maybe there are birds flying away in fright, fluttering down some gray feathers.
The sound of the wild rabbit that I had imagined before also gradually jumped away from the edge of the mountain forest.
Nan Dao's hands were trembling slightly, as was his body.
So the eyelashes of the eyes under the umbrella were trembling, as if they were about to open their eyes, but also seemed to be resisting.
Maybe I took the wrong step before?
Nan Dao thought so in his heart.
It took a long time for Nan Dao to take a deep breath and tighten his grip on the sword in his hand.
Open your eyes.
The green mountains in the world are silent under the night.
There is a small river flowing at the foot of the mountain.
The night is dark and everything is silent.
"vomit!"
Nan Dao held the sword and bent forward. The Peach Blossom Sword was inserted into the soil, like a support.
Nan Dao held his sword and retched forward.
His face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and then the sweat gathered and dripped down drop by drop.
Yes.
There is no small town.
There is no small town!
Nan Dao was trembling all over.
What about Nanke Town?
Nan Dao raised his head and looked at the vast flat land covered with weeds at the foot of the mountain and along the river with great fear.
What about that town?
Nan Dao questioned in his heart, and the uncontrollable fear made him retching.
All the clothes were soaked without knowing it.
The night wind blew and it was extremely cold.
Nan Dao stood there bent over for a long time holding the sword, and then finally stood up straight, panting heavily, and walked forward slowly.
He just didn't reach the river at the foot of the mountain and stopped.
There was someone standing on the bank of the river in the wind, with white clothes flying around, quietly facing the South Island.
Nan Dao stood not far away, looking at the person named Taohua, and asked with a trembling voice: "Are you looking for it too?"
The peach blossom looked at the weeds at the foot of the mountain quietly, and then turned around. The peach blossom was extremely bright.
Maybe he was looking at Nandao, maybe not. There was only that peach blossom on his face.
Very calm, if there are eyes, it is also calm.
This is what Nandao heard from Taohua's voice.
"No, there's no town here. There never has been one."
Taohua's voice was very calm and indifferent.
"I never said it was a town!"
Nan Dao looked at Tao Hua and said angrily.
"But I know what you are talking about. You and I live together, Nandao." Taohua didn't care about Nandao's almost roaring tone, but still spoke calmly and indifferently.
Nan Dao fell into stunned silence.
A mountain is blown down by the river by the night wind.
Full of loneliness.
"If there wasn't a town here." After being silent for a long time, Nan Dao looked up at Taohua again.
"Then where did I go to Nanyi City?"
Taohua said calmly: "Maybe you have always been in Nanyi City, maybe you came from a farther place."
Nan Dao walked out of the forest silently and stopped in front of the peach blossom. Then the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand suddenly lifted up and stopped on the bright peach blossom.
"Yeah?"
Nan Dao asked softly.
Taohua said calmly, "Yes," as if she hadn't seen the sword.
Nan Dao looked at Peach Blossom quietly, and then the sword in his hand suddenly thrust forward.
Taohua raised her hand and calmly held the sword.
The blade of the sword is not sharp, but it has sword intent on it.
Taohua just held it calmly, and then the aura around her body surged, knocking Nan Dao back with his sword.
Nan Dao held an umbrella and stood firm not far away with his sword in hand. He held the sword and was about to stab Peach Blossom again.
Taohua turned around calmly and looked at the green hills.
The Parrot Island behind Nan Dao suddenly came out of its sheath, carrying the sword intent and lying in front of Nan Dao.
"As I said, you and I live together."
Taohua said calmly.
"Even if you really want to kill me, it's not the time yet."
Nan Dao held the Peach Blossom Sword, silently looking at Yingyingzhou who had fallen into Peach Blossom's control, and said slowly: "Sometimes I feel that I have forgotten something, and sometimes I feel that I am at a loss when looking at the world."
Nan Dao said, stopped, turned his head and looked at the flat valley where the weeds were constantly swaying in the wind.
"But there are some things that I haven't forgotten, so don't even think about lying to me!"
Peach Blossom just faces Qingshan quietly.
"Maybe you remembered it wrong."
"I don't!"
Nan Dao was angered again. He held the Peach Blossom Sword tightly and struck the Parrot Island with his sword. The two swords had the same origin, both coming from the Divine Sea of Nan Dao. Therefore, they were inseparable for a while. After all, the Peach Blossom Sword Being held by Nan Dao, it naturally had some advantages compared to Wugenzhiping's Parrot Island, so the long sword with cold light soon fell into the leeward.
Then he was split open by Nan Dao with a sword, and fell not far away like a stream of light. But before it hit the ground, Tao Hua, dressed in white, stretched out his hand, and Yao Yuzhou dragged the sword back and fell into Tao Hua's hand.
Nan Dao held his sword and moved forward, but was stunned for the next moment.
Holding the peach blossom of Parrot Island, it suddenly came to him. Nan Dao's sword was still stretched out in the wind of the green mountain, and Parrot Island had stopped between his eyebrows.
"I said it." Taohua's voice was very calm and indifferent.
"If I kill you, I can be Nan Dao."
Nan Dao felt the coldness on the tip of Yiaozhou's sword, but he raised his head and looked at the peach blossom in front of him.
"Then you kill me and take over my life of hiding under an umbrella."
Nan Dao lowered the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand.
When the small town that was supposed to be by the river disappeared, Nan Dao's heart was close to collapse.
So even if the Yaozhou Island was really touching the skin between his eyebrows, and some bright red liquid was falling along the bridge of his nose, Nan Dao did not step back, but took a step forward.
Taohua finally sheathed her sword.
Turning the sword around, he used the hilt to push Nan Dao away and fell into the weeds.
"You remembered wrong."
Taohua said calmly.
Nan Dao fell to the ground, let go of his sword, and seemed to want to let go of the umbrella, but in the end he still held on to the ribs.
Nan Dao seemed not to have heard the last words Tao Hua said. The young man who had been hiding under the umbrella for many years just raised his head and looked at Tao Hua quietly without wiping the blood between his eyebrows.
"Since we are born together, why is this person hiding under the umbrella not you?"
Peach Blossom calmly threw Yiaozhou Island in front of Nandao, and the peach blossom swayed in the wind.
"It used to be me."
There seemed to be a little more melancholy in Taohua's voice.
Nan Dao was stunned for a moment, and then heard Tao Hua continue talking.
"But now it's you."
This sentence is very brief.
But the story is not.
But no one said it completely.
Let the wandering wind guess under the green mountains.
Taohua turned around and walked slowly on the green grass by the river.
"Hold your umbrella and hold your sword tightly. I will give you the choice to see the truth. Then go on well."
Taohua said calmly.
"Don't look back until..."
Until everything is forgotten.
Taohua didn't finish talking about those things.
Nan Dao sat there in a daze, then raised his hand, wiped the bright red blood on his face, stood up holding the two swords inserted in front of him.
After a long silence, Nan Dao headed in the direction he came from.
When he reached the edge of the mountain forest, Nan Dao turned his head and looked at Tao Hua's figure sadly.
"So am I really remembering it wrong?"
Taohua didn't answer.
Nan Dao turned around and walked into the forest.
The sound of wind does not enter the forest.
Then some howling sounds came from the forest.
Peach Blossom seemed to have not heard anything and stopped quietly by the river.
So after the boy walked away, something seemed to fly out of the forest. It was a black tie.
The frenulum may have been quietly tied before the eyes of a certain boy.
Taohua took the tie and tied it on her wrist.
Then the weeds began to burn.
Until it burns like a lamp.
Until everything was burned, many old stone slabs appeared at Taohua's feet.
So there are green eaves, white walls, red lanterns, and dim lights under the windows.
Taohua stood on the street corner of the town.
Someone came from the night at the end of the long street.
Maybe a blacksmith.
Maybe an ordinary town citizen.
...
Nan Dao sat on the creek rock again with his sword on his back.
If it weren't for the sword wound between his eyebrows still seeping some blood, it would be as if the whole story had never happened.
The night was already very dark.
The light behind the green mountains in the distance has dimmed.
Everyone in Nanyi City had already rested, so it was naturally very late.
Nan Dao turned his head and glanced in the direction of Nanyi City, then turned back.
There is no point in going back to Nanyi City.
Nan Dao finally seemed to understand where the hesitations he had talked to Zhang Xiaoyu on the wall came from.
More than just an umbrella in your hand.
But in Nanyi City, he was just a rootless person.
Even though he claimed to be the concierge of Xuanxuyuan, he was actually just staying there.
Probably only some people he met were enough to make him stop there.
It's just that it's hard to face Mr. Mei now. Chen He has also left Nanyi City. Shushu is a little demon drifting on the river all day long, and he is not welcome in the Human Sword Sect.
What to do when you go back?
Nan Dao thought silently.
Nan Dao didn't think about what was happening on the other side of the forest.
It's like nothing happened.
He was just a young man who left Nanyi City by chance and sat by the stream thinking about where he would go from now on.
While Nan Dao was thinking, he turned his head and looked to the east of the human world.
Unfortunately, there are countless green mountains to the east and nothing can be seen on the South Island.
With his current appearance, he probably wouldn't be able to climb that high cliff in the East China Sea.
Perhaps when Nan Dao first saw Qiu Xi'er, he was just interested in her.
But he never thought that that cold woman would become his only sustenance at this time.
Nan Dao sat on a stream rock with an umbrella, staring blankly at the April water flowing away from the stream.
Sir, where should I go?
Nan Dao sat in silence for a long time, then stood up, carrying the sword on his back and heading towards the direction from which he came.
Pass through Nanyi City and go to other cities.
Go through this world and go to other worlds.
Nan Dao decided to go back and say goodbye to Zhang Xiaoyu and Mr. Mei.
...
Lu Xiaoxiao held his sword and sat silently by the Nanyi River.
She didn't meet that boy from morning till night today, maybe he was avoiding her on purpose.
Lu Xiaoxiao thought so.
The lights behind him are gradually extinguishing.
So only the tall buildings in the long streets were left, with sparse light on the eaves, silent in the night.
"You look a little troubled. Is there anything Shushu can help you with?"
A girl's voice came from the river.
Lu Xiaoxiao raised his eyes and looked at the Nanyi River in front of him. There was a little mouse demon holding a boat on the silent Nanyi River and coming towards this side with a sincere smile on his face.
But for some reason, Lu Xiaoxiao always felt that there was always some sadness in the smile on the face of the rat demon girl.
Maybe it’s because I have just experienced some stories.
Lu Xiaoxiao thought so.
Shushu's boat has arrived at the river bank, and he looks at Lu Xiaoxiao with a smile.
"Shu Shu?"
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the girl and said.
Shushu nodded firmly.
The little demon Shushu from Nanyi River is naturally quite famous in the world, and Lingnan sword cultivators like Lu Xiaoxiao have naturally heard of some of them.
Looking at the rag that was hung up again on the side of the boat, Lu Xiaoxiao thought for a while and said, "I want to find a young man, can you help me?"
Shushu patted his chest and said, "No problem, what's his name?"
"South Island."
Shushu was stunned for a moment, holding the ugly pennant that he picked up from somewhere he didn't know where he was, and looked Lu Xiaoxiao up and down.
"Are you a member of his family?"
"No." Although Lu Xiaoxiao didn't know why Shushu would ask such a question, he still shook his head and said.
Shushu took a deep breath, frowned and said, "Then this is a bit difficult to handle."
Lu Xiaoxiao said in confusion: "What can't be done?"
Shushu put down his pennies, sat down on the bow of the boat, and looked at Lu Xiaodao earnestly: "I advise you not to look for him."
Lu Xiaoxiao was startled, looked at Shushu and said, "What's wrong with him? What happened?"
Shushu shook his head and said: "That's not true, it's just that things between you are not easy to handle."
Lu Xiaoxiao wondered if Shushu really had such great powers? Do you even know what you want to do?
Lu Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at Shushu and said, "Why is it so difficult to handle?"
The girl Shushu put the worn hat on her head straighter, looked eastward, and said, "Because among you, there is a great sword cultivator from Mo Jian Cliff."
Lu Xiaoxiao was shocked. Does Shushu even know such a thing?
So he looked at Shushu sincerely and said, "Do you think my hope is high?"
Shushu looked at Lu Xiaoxiao very seriously, as if he was thinking seriously, then shook his head and said, "Very anxious."
Of course Lu Xiaoxiao knew that it would be very risky to snatch someone from Mo Jian Ya.
Shushu clicked his tongue, tilted his head to look at Lu Xiaoxiao and continued: "You are too old. Although the one in Donghai is not too young, this is a different concept."
Lu Xiaoxiao felt a little weird when he heard it.
"You are like people in the world. If someone wants to marry a wife who is thirty years older than him, then others will definitely think that he is crazy. But if he marries a wife who is a thousand years older than him, others will think, holy shit. Amazing!"
Shushu said very seriously.
Lu Xiaoxiao was already confused.
What the hell is this little mouse demon talking about?
Lu Xiaoxiao looked up at Lu Xiaoxiao and asked sincerely, "Has he also written you a love letter?"
"?"
Lu Xiaoxiao finally realized that Shushu had completely misunderstood her idea.
Shushu didn't realize his misunderstanding yet, and thought Lu Xiaoxiao didn't understand what she meant, so he continued: "If he has also written a love letter to you, then I guess your hopes may be higher, after all, Donghai is too If it gets too high, he won’t be able to get up for a while.”
Lu Xiaoxiao was speechless.
"..."
