In a wine shop in the city, a young man in black bought a jug of wine, held it in his hand, bought a plate of peanuts, wrapped them in oil paper, and walked to the street.
Twilight is probably almost done.
The young man looked up at the glory in the sky of the distant mountains outside the city, shook his head and smiled, drank wine, and then ate peanuts from the oil paper bag, and moved forward.
There is no big river in the city, and there is no Great Sword Sect. There are also not many poker halls, so the streets covered with snow are swept clean by people when the snow stops, and the twilight falls on the streets, which is a little sparkling. Bright flavor. If it weren't for the fact that people were still wearing bloated clothes, probably people walking in the city wouldn't remember that this is a small town in November.
Wait until dusk falls.
The young man in black stopped on the street, looked at the scenery surrounded by distant mountains, and took a sip of wine.
When dusk falls, will you be able to see the moonlight above the snow on those mountains?
But he didn't know it either.
Just like the world doesn't know, Shanyue City, Shanyue City, and the two characters Shanyue, come from Shanyue's ignorance of what's in his heart, and the dazzling eyes of Shui Feng Kong Luo. It's still half-autumn moonlight in Mount Emei, and the shadows are reflected in the water of Pingqiang River.
The young man thought like this and continued to walk forward, but he heard someone calling his name faintly behind him.
"Chen Qingshan."
Chen Qingshan did not look back and just continued walking calmly.
Shanyue City is located in the mountains. The terrain in the city is naturally undulating. A city in the mountains naturally has mountains.
Those long streets in the twilight that have been cleared of snow, wet and shiny, sometimes as you walk, they will suddenly turn into a road going up the mountain. If you continue to walk, you will find that the noise of the world has already appeared in your own. underfoot.
Chen Qingshan fell into deep thought as he looked at the streets where the twilight flowed like a high cliff under his feet.
There is snow in the distant mountains, and the folds are also shining.
So the person behind him walked up to Chen Qingshan in the various lights.
"What are you doing here, Chen Qingshan?"
The voice was still calm, without the anger of being ignored or the sadness of seeing someone from the He Zong.
Chen Qingshan shook the wine bottle in his hand and said calmly: "Buy wine."
There is wine everywhere in the world, except for a hundred miles away from a lost temple somewhere in the snow country to the west, there is wine everywhere in the world.
So no matter where you go, you can always ask someone to buy wine.
"The wine in Shanyue City is probably not worth buying a bottle of wine from Shanheguan."
When Chen Qingshan heard this, he laughed softly and turned to look at the middle-aged man who was wearing the same black clothes as himself, but his black clothes had many patterns on them, making him hunt in the wind. robe.
"You don't have to feel inferior because the wine in the city is not worthy of my status. People in Guanli have always seen high mountains and low valleys. The wine may not be good, but it is the wine of the world, so it is worthy of my taste. Taste it. Also, your fried peanuts are good."
The man in black robe beside him snorted coldly, but didn't say anything.
"But I'm very curious. People in the human world never want to talk to people from Heaven's Prison, and people from Heaven's Prison don't want to talk to us from the He Sect. Even the government officials in Shanyue City haven't come out. You guys from Heaven's Prison are here. Why are you joining in the fun?"
Chen Qingshan drank wine, squinted his eyes and smiled softly as he looked at the dean of a certain hospital in the Heavenly Prison next to him and said.
Naturally it can only be a certain hospital.
Even if he is a cultivator of the Nine Realms.
Shanyue City belongs to the south of Huai'an, so naturally there is only one dispatcher, and that person is Di Qianjun of the Liuyun Sword Sect who is still in Nanyi City.
The man from Heavenly Hell said calmly: "Do they dare to come see you?"
Chen Qingshan nodded and said: "It makes sense." Then he looked at the aura of the man in black robe and raised his eyebrows and said, "A person from the Taoist sect?"
"Lin Ziguan, Zhuxi."
"Lin Ziguan..." Chen Qingshan showed a rare expression of surprise. "It turns out he is from the Ancient Dao Sect."
Linzi Temple was originally a grand temple in the north, with a much longer history than Qingtian Taoism. It was the first group of Taoists to inherit the Taoism from Hangu Temple.
But their decline is naturally sincere and necessary.
After all, they were the ones who took the lead when the Eight Hundred Gates came to Jian Cliff.
"But it would be a pity that you have such a leisurely name, but you end up in a gloomy place like Heavenly Prison."
Zhuxi snorted from his nose and retorted calmly: "Aren't you Chen Qingshan?"
Chen Qingshan took a sip of wine and said calmly: "Of course not, we are cute, loyal, little lovers in the world."
Probably the funniest sentence in the world is this one.
So Zhuxi smiled sarcastically on the side.
Chen Qingshan glanced at him sideways and said calmly: "Is it funny?"
Zhuxi asked back: "Isn't it?"
Chen Qingshan sighed and said: "If it weren't for the Hell behind you, but for His Majesty's will, I would really want to beat you to death."
"I thought Shanheguan wouldn't be afraid of His Majesty."
Chen Qingshan chuckled lightly and said: "If you are not afraid, how can you not be afraid? We are afraid of Congren, Shenhe, and even more afraid of Chen Yunxi who is hidden in the Liuyun Mountains and has never shown his face. In the words of Master, these are Old gadgets from ancient times are brought to the current world for sale. Unfortunately, we Taoist people are often too materialistic and simple, and are unwilling to transform into monsters, otherwise there would probably be a few people like them."
There are three swords in the world, one is a real demon and two are fake demons.
Of course there are demon cultivators in the Taoist sect, such as the old drunkard in white in Nanyi City.
It's just that the prime minister is probably less talented after all.
The demon clan in the world is naturally not scary. What is scary are those who have entered the great path but refuse to die and want to continue to rely on the world to make sense.
Zhuxi was silent for a while, but said in agreement: "Yes."
After all, no matter how different the two people are, they are both members of the Taoist sect in the beginning.
The twilight of the human world is probably really coming to an end.
While the two were chatting, most of the shining light had slipped away on the street. Fortunately, the snow on the mountain in the world was still bright, and the city below the mountain was not too dim.
"I thought you shouldn't be in Shanyue City."
Chen Qingshan said such a sentence inexplicably.
Zhuxi looked at him and said, "Why?"
"Back then, when the Heavenly Prison was in chaos in Nanyi City, I heard about that thing called Ximen. I wrote a letter and sent it to Shanyue City, and then went to Huaidu." Chen Qingshan said with a smile, "Why don't you go?"
Zhuxi said calmly: "If it were someone else, he would probably go, but I won't go. Lin Ziguan declined in the hands of Mojianya, so maybe I don't like the Human Sword Sect very much from Mojianya Sword Sect walking down."
Chen Qingshan chuckled and said: "I thought you wanted to watch the fire from the other side to see if Di Qianjun would die there, so that you could take over the responsibility of dispatching the southern dispatcher."
Zhuxi sneered and said: "Among the dispatch envoys from all directions, the most pitiful ones are probably the dispatch envoys from the south. Many sword sects in the south talk about the so-called truth every day. In this kind of place, everything is restricted, and I have never lived there. It's so satisfying, why would you do such a thing? Only he, Di Qianjun, who comes from the Liuyun Sword Sect, is probably suitable to sit in that position."
Chen Qingshan looked up at the gleam of light on the mountain snow and said slowly: "That's true."
The two of them stood on the high street, looking at the snowy mountains outside the city.
"You want to see Shanyue?"
Zhuxi said while looking at Chen Qingshan who was drinking wine and eating peanuts.
Chen Qingshan nodded and said, "Since I'm here, I naturally want to take a look."
"Today is November 24th." Zhuxi said calmly, "You probably came at the wrong time."
Chen Qingshan looked at the rising moonlight under the blue sky and above the mountain snow, and said slowly: "It is not necessary to see the full moon to see the mountain moon. When the moon is full, it hangs alone above the blue sky. Although it is extremely gorgeous, the Japanese and the Chinese are looking at each other, and things are dying before they are born. The beauty of all things may be when they seem to be full but not full, when they are about to be born but not yet born."
Zhuxi looked at Chen Qingshan quietly for a long time, and then said slowly: "So what Shanhe Guan wants to do is to make the world always seem full but not full, and will be born but not born."
Chen Qingshan smiled slightly and said, "Yes."
The moon finally rises in Tianqiong Mountain.
It's a waning moon.
Chen Qingshan looked at the sparse splendor of the world, took a sip of light wine, and said with a smile: "It does live up to the name of Shanyue City."
Zhuxi stood there calmly, but Chen Qingshan smiled and stuffed the half bag of peanuts into his hand.
"Please eat peanuts."
Zhuxi was speechless.
People who view mountains and rivers are probably always a little strange.
But he didn't refuse. He opened the half bag of peanuts, grabbed a handful, and chewed them in his mouth.
Even the moonlight smells fragrant.
Chen Qingshan had already taken the remaining half bottle of wine and walked downhill towards the long street. Zhuxi stood there and watched the waning moon for a while, and then followed him in the night wind.
Chen Qingshan listened to the footsteps behind him, turned around, looked at Zhuxi behind him and said, "Didn't I treat you to peanuts? Why are you following me?"
The peanuts in Zhuxi's mouth were full of fragrance. The moonlight on the wet long street seemed to be another kind of snow color.
It's a pity that this kind of snow does not make a creaking sound when stepped on.
There was just a dull sound of shoes hitting the stone slabs.
"You are Chen Qingshan, and you are also a cultivator of the Dao. Although there is no shortage of Dao in the south, there are indeed few like you."
Zhuxi just followed Chen Qingshan calmly.
Chen Qingshan stopped, thought for a moment, and said, "Who said there is no such thing."
There was a sword cultivator in front of him, holding his sword and raising his head, holding a cup of wolfberry tea in his hand, looking at the moonlight in the sky.
Zhuxi was silent for a while, spit out the crushed peanuts in his mouth to the roadside, and threw the bag of peanuts in his hand onto the street. Looking at the figure of the Jianzong disciple, he said slowly: "You guys with the surname Chen are really It’s annoying.”
Chen Qingshan chuckled softly and said: "It would be unfair for the two of us to beat everyone with the surname Chen to death with a stick."
Zhuxi said calmly: "In April, there was a man named Chen who was sitting in a wheelchair. When he was passing through Shanyue City, he saw me there and asked me if I was from Heavenly Prison. I said yes. Yes, he gave me a beating."
Chen Qingshan raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhuxi, only to find that there was indeed a faint mark on the corner of his eyebrows, probably as if someone had punched him in the brow.
"Then you are really unlucky." Chen Qingshan turned back and walked towards the Sword Sect disciple.
"Senior brother, are you looking at the moonlight too?"
Chen Huaifeng turned his head and looked at Chen Qingshan who was approaching, and then said slowly: "I am looking at Qingshan."
Chen Huaifeng may not be as good as Zhang Xiaoyu, and Zhang Xiaoyu may not be as good as Chen Qingshan.
It's just that Chen Huaifeng probably became famous earlier. Before Chen Qingshan went to Hezong and Zhang Xiaoyu went to Nanyi City, the world already knew his name.
So Chen Qingshan looked at Chen Huaifeng and called him senior brother.
"What's so good about Qingshan?" Chen Qingshan said with a chuckle, handing the wine bottle to Chen Huaifeng, "I'll treat senior brother to a drink."
Chen Huaifeng looked at the wine bottle in Chen Qingshan's hand, and then at the cup of wolfberry tea he had just bought when he stopped on the roadside.
"After all, senior brother has taken care of my junior brother for so many years, so he should be considerate." Chen Qingshan said sincerely.
Chen Huaifeng looked at Chen Qingshan with a sincere smile, but still did not take the pot of wine.
"I am a person who maintains health, and people who maintain health are naturally very cautious. I am afraid that you have some unclean disease."
What Chen Huaifeng said makes sense.
He only drank wine from Cao Weiying and Qing Xiang.
He didn't know if the two of them could fuck each other.
But after all, they are people who have lived for more than a thousand years, so there is no problem in drinking it.
People outside are a mess, and they might get some disease after drinking it, so all the health tea they have been drinking for so many years has been wasted.
Chen Qingshan took back the wine bottle in his hand with a sigh, and said with a sigh: "What a pity, I still poisoned it."
Zhuxi's expression changed as he stood not far from Chen Qingshan and Chen Huaifeng.
Chen Qingshan looked back at Zhuxi, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Do you really believe it?"
Zhuxi was silent for a while, turned around and left.
So there were only two annoying people left on the downhill slope of the long street, Chen Huaifeng and Chen Qingshan.
"I, Chen Qingshan, don't have those weird diseases." Chen Qingshan said casually, leaning on the guardrail at the edge of the long street, "I am clean, clear, and clear, and I don't look for flowers or want to be debauched. In this world. I am just an honest person who does what I have to do."
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "I didn't say that what you did was something you shouldn't have done."
Chen Qingshan smiled and said: "If this were not the case, why did Senior Brother stop in Shanyue City while walking in the world?"
Chen Huaifeng turned to look at Chen Qingshan, who was leaning on the guardrail, and said lightly: "Because I think there is something I want to tell you."
Chen Qingshan raised his eyebrows and said, "What?"
"Don't cross Lingnan."
The streets are full of moonlight like frost.
The two of them looked at each other quietly on this wet long street in Shanyue City that might have been built on the mountain.
"Senior brother, if you can't tell me, I can't. It would be too shameful." Chen Qingshan laughed, turned to look at the south, and said, "I will go to the south now."
"Nowadays, there is no one in the south who can stop you, Chen Qingshan." Chen Huaifeng said calmly, "Although the Prime Minister has a good relationship with the Human Sword Sect, he probably doesn't want to have any conflict with you, the Shanhe Guan people."
Chen Qingshan smiled softly and said: "Yes."
"But it is precisely because there are no people in Nanyi City that you, Chen Qingshan, cannot step across those green hills."
"So what if you step on it?"
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "If you step through, there will probably be a Jianzong brother who comes to wander around your mountains and rivers."
Chen Qingshan looked at Chen Huaifeng quietly and said, "Aren't you afraid that there are old people in the temple?"
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "No matter how old you are, you can't be a swordsman in the world. Li Shanhe is naturally a cultivator on the top of the mountain in the world, but if I am not wrong, he should not be in the temple."
Chen Qingshan sighed softly and said: "Yes."
"So if you really want to see the mountain moon, just stay in the city and watch something slowly."
Chen Huaifeng lowered his head and drank the tea in his cup.
Tea drinkers tend to lower their heads, while drinkers tend to raise their heads.
Chen Qingshan raised his head and drank the wine, and then said with a soft smile: "It seems that you don't know where Cong Ren has gone."
Of course Chen Huaifeng knew where Cong Ren had gone.
490,000 miles beyond the East China Sea.
But the problem is that the distance of 490,000 miles is too far and vast.
He really didn't know where Cong Ren was.
Don't know if he will come back.
Those who go outside the human world often disappear in the end.
Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "It's good that you know, so during this period, people like you are better off walking around Nanyi City."
Chen Huaifeng held the wolfberry tea, looked back at Chen Qingshan, and said slowly: "Otherwise, if something goes wrong in Jianzong Garden, we would have to come to Shanhe Temple."
Chen Qingshan looked at Chen Huaifeng quietly, and then said slowly: "Does the Jianzong want to conquer people with the sword?"
Chen Huaifeng shook his head and said, perhaps sincerely: "This is reasonable."
Chen Qingshan naturally knew that the so-called reasoning was just a nicer way of saying it. Standing straight on the street, Chen Qingshan said calmly: "Unfortunately, I am not a person who can listen to reason."
Chen Huaifeng placed the cup of wolfberry tea on the guardrail and walked towards the other end of the long street.
"Then maybe you can give it a try."
"no problem."
Chen Huaifeng carried his sword on his back and walked towards the end of the long street without saying anything else.
Chen Qingshan was still drinking on that wet long street.
Above the deep blue sky of the human world, a waning moon is still outlined in the night, shining sparsely and coldly on the human world.
The mountain snow wrapping this mountain city may be melting slowly, and there are many rustling sounds in the night wind.
But maybe there will be another snowfall, which will continue to cover this world.
Winter has passed and winter is still going on.
Chen Qingshan drank wine, looked up at the night moon, and smiled softly.
I am not this snow, what is the world afraid of me for?
Chen Qingshan probably thought a little disappointed.
I am not Fengxue.
I am Qingshan.
I am also a being covered by the wind and snow.
After drinking wine for a long time, the pot started to make a sound like ocean waves, so the pot of wine was probably finished.
It's just that I didn't have much fun drinking.
Maybe the peanuts used to go with the wine were given away, or maybe the invitation to drink was rejected.
Chen Qingshan shook the wine bottle and threw it down, not knowing which unlucky guy's head it would hit.
Unfortunately, there wasn't. There was only a crisp sound, which should have been the sound of the wine bottle falling to the ground.
Chen Qingshan went in the opposite direction.
