When Hu Lu woke up again, he was in the building, the small building where he usually slept.
Jiang Hehai was sleeping and snoring downstairs.
This is Sanchi, which is where the disciples live on weekdays.
Hu Lu touched her head, and it seemed that she was no longer hot, so she lifted the quilt and stood up, wearing thin clothes, she ran to the window and looked.
It's snowing outside.
The sword sect was completely white.
Hu Lu stared blankly for a long time, always feeling that she must have forgotten something, but after thinking for a long time, she didn't remember it, so she returned to the bed, picked up her clothes and put them on.
When he walked downstairs, he ran to Jiang Hehai's room and took a look. This senior brother didn't even take off his clothes. He probably played cards last night until he was so sleepy that he came back to sleep.
Hu Lu called twice, but when he didn't respond, he closed the door and walked out.
What time is it today?
Hu Lu was thinking in confusion, while braving the wind and snow, he went out from the back door, bought some food, and then returned to Jianzong and walked towards the concierge.
Senior Brother Jiang Ye was sitting in Erchi, holding two swords on his back, frowning and looking at the blizzard in Erchi.
Hu Lu thought for a while, then walked to the Erchi Pavilion, handed out the food in his hand, looked at Jiang Ye and said, "Whether you want to eat or not, what are you worrying about, senior brother?"
Jiang Ye raised his head, looked at Hu Lu, shook his head, squeezed out a smile, and said: "It's nothing, something happened in Lingnan."
"oh."
Hu Lu didn't ask any more questions. He sat there with Jiang Ye for a while, then stood up and walked into the wind and snow.
"where you go?"
Jiang Ye asked from behind.
"Look for Senior Brother Mei."
Jiang Ye didn't say much.
Hu Lu walked all the way to the concierge. According to past practice, Mei Quming should be playing cards in the concierge.
But when I came today, I didn't see him. Only Nan Dequ and a few others were there.
Hu Lu looked at it for a while, then walked out of the door again.
Mei Quming's ferry stopped there. After winter, this senior brother rarely went to the river. Hu Lu always felt that there should be some reason, but he couldn't remember it.
After sitting there for a while, Hu Lu got on the boat, untied the cable, held the boat, and headed downstream of the Nanyi River.
During the winter snow, there are very few cruise ships on the river. After all, it is snowing, and no one wants to be frozen like a fool sitting on the bow of the boat, but both sides of the river are quite lively.
Hu Lu was holding the boat while looking around. When passing by a riverside wine shop, he stopped and bought a jug of good wine there, as well as a roast chicken, some sugar-oiled cakes and glutinous rice. ball.
I wrapped it up very carefully and put it in the cabin. Then I found the trace of the small boat on the river again.
The ice and snow on both sides of the river had condensed, making even the river seem a little narrower. Someone had hung a lantern by the guardrail. The wind and snow were not so deserted, but had a vague sense of warmth.
Hu Lu rowed a long way, and finally saw the parked boat under a bridge somewhere. Shu Shu was on the bow, cooking wine, with some fried peanuts on the side.
Hu Lu rowed the boat hard through the wind and snow, but probably because he rarely rowed, the position was not very good, and his bow collided with Shushu's stern.
It took Hu Lu a long time to right the boat, then turned back to the cabin to get those things, and ran to Shushu's boat.
Shushu sat quietly on the bow of the boat, looking at the young man in confusion, wondering what he was going to do.
Hu Lu carried the things and sat by the stove in the bow of the ship with Shu Shu, and then took out the food and wine.
"Your wine doesn't taste good, drink mine."
Hu Lu didn’t know why she said such things.
But that's what he thought.
Then he naturally took down the jug of wine that Shushu put on the stove, and took the jug of wine he bought up.
Shushu said nothing, just sat there quietly and looked at the boy quietly.
Hu Lu didn't go to see Shushu, but kept busy there, and spread out the hot food that she had just bought a while ago on the oil paper.
After Hu Lu finished these things, he still didn't look into Shushu's eyes. He just sat under the bridge and looked up at the gray-green bridge deck - the color of the moss crawling on the stones. There are also some white ones, which are snow hanging there.
It was very quiet under the bridge, and occasionally a cruise ship passed by.
Hu Lu looked at it for a long time before finally speaking softly: "I seemed to have had a very scary dream a few days ago, but I can't remember what kind of dream it was."
Shushu didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.
After Hu Lu finished saying that, he paused for a long time and turned to look at Shushu beside him.
Her eyes were very calm, with a clear indifference, containing the snowstorm falling outside the bridge.
Hu Lu stared blankly for a long time, and suddenly couldn't remember anything more, so he lowered his head and picked up the wine pot on the stove. The wine inside was naturally still cold.
Hu Lu poured a glass of cold wine and took a sip of it. The kind of wine stored in winter, when drank into the throat, naturally brings a very chill to the bone.
but.
Hu Lu tilted her head and thought for a while, and couldn't remember where she had heard such a saying - the more you drink wine, the warmer it becomes, and the more you drink water, the colder it becomes.
So soon, the young man who drank some cold wine felt warm. He sat on the bow of the boat, enjoying the heat, and ate those things again.
"I was wrong to scare you before." After drinking some wine, the young man gradually became more emotional. He sat by the stove, twisting Shushu's peanuts and murmuring, "Although I I don’t remember what I was scaring you about. But I remember that my senior brother carried me back yesterday because I had a fever. Maybe I’m still a little unconscious now.”
The young man shook his head and continued drinking.
While he was drinking, he didn't know why he felt a little uncomfortable, so he raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, but there were no tears.
It seems that I must have caught a cold or not recovered.
Hu Lu thought to himself.
Then he looked at the still silent Gopher, sighed, and said, "Okay, I know you must still be angry, otherwise why wouldn't you want to talk to me?"
Shushu said nothing, just turned his head and looked at the snow and wind outside the bridge.
The world was in a hurry in the wind and snow. People held umbrellas and carried a lot of falling snow through the streets with hanging lanterns.
Hu Lu then muttered there, drank wine, and ate peanuts.
"In a few days, it will be the New Year, and I don't know where my senior brother and the others have gone."
"When I got up today, I was in a daze. I just felt weird, as if the world was not like this."
"It's probably because I drank wine yesterday and caught a cold, so I'm still a little dizzy."
"Zhushu, do you want to come to Jianzong to celebrate the New Year? Oh, that's right, you can't leave Nanyi River, but why can't you leave Nanyi River?"
Hu Lu thought about it for a long time, but didn't remember it.
The wine on the stove finally got a little hotter, and Shushu finally turned his head, took the wine pot off the stove, picked up his own wine pot again, and put it on top.
"Your wine isn't..."
Hu Lu was about to take down Shu Shu's wine bottle when she saw Shu Shu's eyes glancing at her.
It was clearly an extremely calm look, but the young man took his hand back timidly.
It must have been a long time before Hu Lu sighed softly and stood up with his own wine bottle. He didn't even want Mei Quming's boat, jumped over the ice, and climbed up the guardrails by the river.
Standing on the river bank, drinking the warmed wine, he quietly looked at the girl on the bow of the boat.
At this point, in all the hazy wind and snow, the girl became vivid.
Start making wine and eating those things.
Hu Lu didn’t know why.
Is it true that when you look at me, I am far away, and when you look at the wind and snow, you are very close?
When everything is clear, the world seems hazy.
When everything was covered by the wind and snow, it happened to be vivid again.
Hu Lu felt that maybe she was dizzy and had not recovered yet, or maybe she felt that she had drunk less.
So while drinking wine, I walked along the river bank.
After walking for a long time, I looked back.
Behind the curtain of wind and snow under the bridge, Shushu was drinking wine, tilting his head and looking at himself quietly.
Then he showed a very distant smile.
Hu Lu stood there blankly.
.......
Jiang Ye stood quietly under the peach tree with his sword on his back. The sword intent was filled with the clear stream, lifting the unconscious young man above it. The sword intent was constantly passing through the young man's body, replacing the slowly recovering heart. A functioning heart sends blood throughout the body to avoid brain death.
This is something Huaidu discovered many years ago.
Although the world doesn't understand why this is, they don't question it. After all, the brain is indeed a good thing.
Mei Quming also walked over, looked at the smile on the face of the young man inside, raised his eyebrows, and said, "How can this silly boy still laugh?"
Jiang Ye raised his head to look at the morning light of the world, thought for a while, and said: "Maybe he is dreaming some very pleasant dreams. After all, the operation of the body's functions is replaced by the sword intention. It is inevitable that he will have pleasant dreams easily if his body and mind are relaxed."
Mei Quming thought for a while and said, "Then what do you think he will dream about?"
Jiang Ye said softly: "I don't know, maybe Zhang Xiaoyu is back, maybe senior brother Huai Feng is back."
When he said this, Mei Quming sighed and said: "Why is there no news at all from the north? It's the New Year, and it's time for senior brother to come back. Could it be that he plans to become a Taoist priest in the north?"
Jiang Ye turned around, walked outside, and said softly: "Actually, whether Senior Brother Huai Feng comes back or not is not the most important thing at the moment. The key lies in how Qingtian Dao will react."
Mei Quming was silent for a while, and then walked towards the outside of the pool.
The two walked out of Jianzong and stopped at the gate of Jianzong.
The snow in Nanyi City has stopped for a few days.
The river is quiet and the world is lively.
"With the Prime Minister and Jian Zong in Nanyi City, there won't be any trouble." Jiang Ye looked at the slowly melting snow outside the door, revealing the dark brown fallen leaves below. “But the question is what to do in the human world?”
There is still no news about Cong Ren and Shen He.
Even the person on the cliff who once had the most extravagant hope has gone to the River Styx and will never return.
Many things that have gone silent in the snow at the end of the year are naturally slowly recovering.
The two stood at the door for a long time.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was a sword wind blowing from the north.
A sword cultivator who came from listening to the wind by a certain stream.
The sword wind blew at the door of Jianzong for a long time, then quietly dispersed, turned into a sword book, and fell on the steps in front of the two of them.
Lingnan and the Human Sword Sect naturally fell out.
But not with the human world.
Therefore, wherever the news should be sent, Ting Feng Yin will still send it there.
Mei Quming stood there, silent for a while, then bent down to pick up the sword letter written by Jian Yi, and said softly: "I thought Lingnan would not spread the news."
Jiang Ye said calmly: "Lingnan is not that kind of place."
Lingnan is a place that loves the world, so naturally it won't care about such trivial matters.
Mei Quming opened the sword letter and took a look at it, his eyebrows became vivid, and some joy was visible to the naked eye on his thick eyebrows.
"Qingtian Dao admitted the matter of Lame Deer Sword Sect, saying that it was because the disciples of Guanzhong lived in Lingnan when they traveled to the south in the human world. In a trance, they accidentally killed those sword cultivators. Now, they have been detained by Huaidu. .”
Jiang Ye's expression also became much more relaxed.
But soon, the joy on Mei Quming's face suddenly faded, turning into an unbelievable look of astonishment.
Jiang Ye frowned, looked at Mei Quming and said, "What else?"
Mei Quming said nothing, just handed the letter to Jiang Ye.
Jiang Ye took the letter and read it for a long time, then stood there in astonishment.
There was silence at the door of Jianzong for a long time.
Maybe the sword wind disturbed a little girl who was playing on the swing in the Sword Sect.
Cong Xin walked out and looked at the sword books in their hands curiously.
"What are you looking at?"
With that said, he stood up on tiptoes and took the sword book over.
Cong Xin's expression was very calm. After reading it, he just returned the letter to the two of them.
"Isn't this what the human sword sect is like?"
Although this little girl was very calm, there was probably a sense of loneliness in those words.
"Always like to leave and never come back."
What is written on the sword is actually very simple - Chen Huaifeng spreads his hair into the world, and Bai Yuyao personally combs his bun.
Jiang Ye and Mei Quming stood at the door in a daze.
They still don't know why things turned out like this.
Cong Xin walked through Jianzong quietly, with a very sparse little figure, until he walked back to the pool, glanced at the young man in the pool, then walked in and stood under the peach tree, He looked up at the sky beyond the world of peach blossoms and said softly: "Your senior brother Huai Feng is not coming back either."
Hu Lu may or may not be able to hear it, but he is just dreaming.
But this little girl standing under the tree probably remembered that when it snowed last year, in her hazy sleep, a tall sword sect disciple carried her from the swing back to the tree house. Then he comforted himself by saying that Cong Zhongxiao would be back soon.
So in fact they are all lies.
Even he himself has not come back. How can Zhongxiao come back after he has died in the East China Sea?
Cong Xin smiled with relief, then turned around and left the pool, swinging quietly on the swing in the coming spring when everything began to melt.
The ice melts and the snow melts, and spring returns to the world.
But some people have gone far.
...
That small-town girl hasn't been out for a long time since she went to Qingtian Road. Chen He went to her family's wine shop once, but she wasn't there. I heard that she went to the mountains outside the town. As for what she was going to do, it was up to the shopkeeper. Didn't say anything either.
Chen He had no choice but to buy a jug of wine himself.
On the way back, I felt very guilty.
Chen He, Chen He, you are thinking about this girl, do you just think there is no one to help you buy wine?
But out of guilt, Chen He had no intention of looking for Xu Chunhua.
When he came back, he saw a Taoist standing in front of his stall, wearing a Qingtian Taoist robe, sitting there drinking the rest of his wine.
Chen He was furious at that time.
Well, you Qingtian Dao, so you specialize in doing such sneaky things?
It was only when I ran over through the snow on the street with a wine bottle that I realized that this person was Chen Huaifeng.
Chen He was stunned for a long time before he reacted. He stretched out his hand and pointed at Chen Huaifeng up and down, but didn't say a word for a long time.
Chen Huaifeng drank wine, looked at Chen He with a slight smile, and said, "What's wrong?"
Chen He put down the wine bottle, looked at Chen Huaifeng strangely from his wheelchair for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence.
"Why are you wearing a robe?"
In fact, this question is somewhat redundant.
Chen Huaifeng said very calmly: "Since I have become a Taoist, I naturally have to wear Taoist robes."
Chen He was speechless for a while. He drank several sips of wine before finally clearing up his thoughts.
"But the question is, aren't you a disciple of the Sword Sect?"
Chen Huaifeng thought for a while and said: "All disciples of Shanhe Temple can come to Jianzong to learn swordsmanship, but can't disciples of Jianzong go to Guanli to practice Taoism?"
"So why?"
Chen Huaifeng drank wine and said softly: "Because the temple needs someone like me."
Chen He was confused and didn't know what this meant.
It is not without reason that the Huaian people are strange.
If the world knew that Chen Huaifeng entered Taoism just because he liked to drink wolfberry tea, they would probably laugh and think that Qingtian Taoism was probably crazy.
But as the saying goes, when a superior man hears the Tao, he will practice it diligently.
Whether you know it or not is not important.
But always give it a try.
"What about your sword? Do you mean you won't need swords anymore?"
"Taomen are also good at using swords. My sword is just left in the temple. I come down to you for a drink and chat today, so there is no need to bring a sword with me."
Chen He just kept sighing.
Probably I think it is a pity that people like Chen Huaifeng did not continue on the path of swordsmanship.
But senior fellow apprentices, the Sword Sect has senior fellow apprentices, and the Dao Sect also naturally has senior fellow apprentices.
Chen Huaifeng was very calm.
Drinking what little wine Chen He had left, he said softly: "This is the last time I come to you for a drink."
Chen He asked in confusion: "You won't drink anymore?"
"No more drinking."
Chen Huaifeng thought for a while and said: "In a few days, I will teach health maintenance classes in the temple. It's not good to be different from what you mean."
The thirty-two-year-old man, who was already wearing a Taoist robe and a bun, looked at the glass of wine in his hand.
"So this is the last drink."
Chen He sighed and said, "I thought that after drinking this cup, there would be three more."
Chen Huaifeng just laughed softly.
There was just a sense of loneliness in his eyes.
Maybe it's the uneasiness of having done something so parting.
Maybe it’s the guilt that’s gone forever.
