Probably many years later, Lu Xiaosan would never forget that day.
My master uncle slowly walked out of the clouds with the broken sword. There was a smooth mark on his left eyebrow, as if someone had accidentally shaved off a corner. One of his shoes also fell off. It looked like Very funny.
This was probably the most embarrassing time for Le Chaotian in Lu Xiaosan's memory.
Before Lu Xiaosan asked Le Chaotian what happened on the mountain, the funny Taoist said sincerely: "I suddenly remembered that on the way we came, there was a mountain with a tree at the foot of the mountain and a nest on the tree. Bird eggs, let’s dig out bird eggs.”
Lu Xiaosan: "?"
Just the next second, the little boy and the little girl were lifted up by the Taoist, and then they went all the way out of the clouds and mist.
Lu Xiaosan thought Le Chaotian was joking.
As a result, the Taoist really took the two of them to a stop in a certain mountain, then raised his head and looked there for a long time, climbed to an ancient tree, and dug out a bird's nest there.
Lu Xiaosan hesitated for a long time, then he climbed up and sat on the thick branch. He looked at Le Chaotian and asked seriously: "Uncle, did you fail to ask the sword?"
"fail?"
Le Chaotian took out the bird eggs and put them in his arms, and said melancholy.
"If he hadn't carried such a sword, I almost wouldn't have been able to come back."
Although Le Chaotian didn't know why Chen Yunxi was covered in blood, and he didn't know why the sword from Mojianya was in his hand, it was just that kind of sword that calmed down a man who for some reason suddenly appeared in the stream. The sword cultivators of the Yunjian Sect allowed Le Chaotian to break through the suppressed sword intent in the clouds and escape with his mountain and sea dao charm.
Lu Xiaosan also seemed to understand something. He opened his eyes in shock and said, "Senior Chen Yunxi is back?"
Le Chaotian sighed and said: "Otherwise, who can let me come back and dig out the bird's nest?"
"..."
Probably as Le Chaotian once said, it would be very destructive for a person like him to dig out a bird's nest.
But when he hit a higher mountain, it didn't matter if his character collapsed.
After all, when he was struck by Cong Ren, he dropped the little pearl in front of Cao Weiying in aggrieved manner.
Although Pinecone didn't know what was going on, he still lit a fire down there seriously.
She felt that Le Chaotian must be hungry, otherwise he wouldn't be in such a hurry to get the eggs.
So when Le Chaotian and Lu Xiaosan came down from the tree, the fire below just started burning.
Le Chaotian sat there melancholy, while Lu Xiaosan and Song Guo roasted bird eggs. He ate one after the other. He was probably really hungry.
Lu Xiaosan asked in confusion: "Is that Liuyun Sword Sect's swordsman really so powerful?"
Le Chaotian sighed and said, "If I ask you to fight Lu Xiaosi, will you lose?"
Lu Xiaosan sneered and said proudly: "You are a local chicken and a wagyu."
"..."
This probably made Le Chaotian unable to continue.
After all, chickens and dogs are indeed too much.
But it’s true that you can’t win.
No matter how he bullied those Nine-fold Sword Cultivators, Chen Yunxi would bully him.
So I just sat there and silently ate the eggs.
After a long time, Le Chao Tian Tian stood up again and silently looked at the flowing clouds and mountains.
Lu Xiaosan looked up at Le Chaotian and asked, "Where are we going next?"
Le Chaotian was silent for a long time and said softly: "I will probably go back to the East China Sea again."
Although Lu Xiaosan didn't know why he wanted to return to the East China Sea, he just looked at Le Chaotian's rather serious expression and did not continue to joke around.
But the Taoist suddenly looked back at Lu Xiaosan and said slowly: "Your master and the others are in the Liuyun Mountains now. Do you want to go find them, or continue walking with me."
Lu Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, looked at Le Chaotian, and after a long time asked, "Why are they in the Liuyun Mountains?"
Le Chaotian said calmly: "You will know when you go there."
Lu Xiaosan stood there with the gourd on his back and said oh, then looked at Le Chaotian and asked: "Uncle, don't you want me to continue to follow you?"
Le Chaotian was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "There may be some troubles next."
Lu Xiaosan said seriously: "It doesn't matter, brave Xiaosan, not afraid of difficulties!"
Le Chaotian didn't say anything else.
After all, there will indeed be trouble, but it shouldn't be big.
...
Xu Xingcang stood silently on the suspension bridge.
In the clouds and mist, there was a rather sharp sword mark that extended beyond the Liuyun Sword Sect.
The sword wind still lingered, making the Nine-fold Sword Cultivator somewhat breathless.
That was the trace left by the sword just now.
The white-haired Nine-fold Sword Cultivator was silent for a long time.
When he saw the Taoist being cut out of the clouds with a sword, he realized who was behind the clouds.
Chen Yunxi.
White clouds and clear streams, white hair and blue clothes.
It can also be white mist and green mountains.
Perhaps for the disciples of Liuyun Sword Sect, the white mist and green mountains are more appropriate.
Xu Xingcang has been practicing swordsmanship in the mountains for nearly sixty years.
However, from the day he entered the profession to the day he became a sword cultivator in the Sword Pavilion, he had never seen such a sword cultivator before.
Xu Xingcang stood silently among the gradually closing clouds and mist, looking ahead for a long time.
Maybe he was thinking about the stories in the human world, or maybe he was thinking about the story of the Sword Sect.
After a long time, he took a deep breath, put the sword behind his back, and then took a step forward.
This sword cultivator was slowly moving forward in the clouds and mist.
Those clouds and mist have not yet closed, and such a sword mark path leads directly to the deepest part of the clouds and mist.
The more Xu Xingcang walked, the heavier his steps became, but he gradually lowered his head.
Until those clouds gradually dispersed.
The white-haired swordsman finally stopped and stood there with his head bowed for a long time, then slowly knelt down.
"Xu Xingcang, I have met the sect master."
In such a green peak, there was no response, and the whole mountain was silent, as if there had never been such a sword.
Xu Xingcang waited for a long time and finally heard a response.
"Senior has returned to Donghai, do you have anything to do with him?"
Xu Xingcang suddenly raised his head and saw a Taoist figure standing with his back to him on the hanging road ahead towards the green peak where the clouds and mist had cleared.
Not far away was a Liuyun disciple's robe that had been taken off.
The sword behind Xu Xingcang suddenly came out of its sheath.
The white-haired swordsman instantly grasped the sword, turning it into a stream of light and shooting at the figure of such a Taoist.
However, the moment he approached the hanging road, the mountain of sword intent descended along with the clouds and mist, and the white-haired swordsman was cut out from the sword light.
Xu Xingcang's figure appeared in front of the hanging road. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, raised his head and looked at the Taoist who was still walking calmly towards the mountain, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you?"
The Taoist did not answer, but countless clouds and mist surged over, pushing the white-haired swordsman out.
...
It is the thirteenth day of the fifth month in the calendar year 104 of the Great Wind Calendar.
Xu Chunhua opened the door, looked at the empty yard, and searched everywhere, but still found no sign of such a young man.
The small-town girl just sighed, not panicking at all.
Although the boy stayed in this alley, he probably didn't really hide in it.
Most of the day, it was difficult for Xu Chunhua to see the umbrella.
Only at night, the young man would sit quietly on the alley wall with two swords on his back, waiting for Xu Chunhua to come back.
Of course, a locked door cannot stop such a young man.
In fact, locked doors cannot stop the vast majority of people in the world.
Such a lock hanging on the door does not so much lock the door as it locks the minds of the world.
So the best way to describe the prosperous age is probably to stay open at night and never pick up lost things on the road.
Xu Chunhua washed herself, then walked out of the door, locked the door, walked through the alley, and walked into the still stagnant Sophora Capital.
Sometimes jailers patrol the streets of Huadu, but they all seem to ignore such an alley. Even if a young man holds an umbrella and carries a sword standing at the entrance of the alley looking at the streets of Huadu, they just turn a blind eye and walk around. passed.
Although most people in Huaidu didn't notice what happened, Xu Chunhua was naturally aware of it.
Therefore, when walking on the street and passing by those heavenly wardens, this small town girl still felt a little worried.
But just like in the past, today's small town girls are still unmolested.
It is said that there was a very strange muffled sound under Sophora Capital not long ago. After that, Tian Yu issued a document saying that Sophora Capital needed long-term maintenance. Since then, Sophora Capital has been inactive during the period of Tian Yu's rule.
This has also caused some people in Huaidu to feel panic, and the business of the restaurant has not been very good.
Xu Chunhua left the restaurant in the afternoon.
When passing by a noodle shop, I saw that scholar-looking person again.
But the latter probably didn't notice her. She was lying on the hanging street not far away, holding a bowl of noodles and eating there, looking around with some worry.
He was probably also worried about Huaidu.
Xu Chunhua thought like this, and then walked straight over.
When we returned to the alley, the young man was standing at the entrance of the alley, holding an umbrella and carrying a sword. He didn't know what he was looking at, and he was a little lost.
"Where have you been today?"
Xu Chunhua stood at the door of the courtyard with the lock unlocked, looking at the young man and asked.
After a while, the young man said softly: "Still over at Siwufang."
Xu Chunhua didn't say anything. She opened the door and walked in without closing the courtyard door.
Nan Dao was not in a hurry to go back, even though from time to time there would be wardens walking past those hanging streets from a distance outside.
The young man just stood there holding an umbrella for a long time, as if he wanted to find some different figures among the crowd.
Then he suddenly thought of the Taoist in Siwu Square.
At the beginning of Nandao, I didn’t know that Meixiyu was in Siwufang.
Although there are no Siwu Guards in Huaidu, those Siwu Guards appear very frequently near the Siwu Demon Mansion. There are few Heavenly Prisoners there. After all, everyone knows that the Siwu Demon Mansion is the leader of the demon clan. The base camp of governance.
One time when the young man was trying to avoid the Siwu Guards, he happened to break into the house worth 90,000 gold.
Then he saw Mei Xiyu looking at him silently.
...
"How did you get here?"
The Taoist frowned and looked at the young man.
Nan Dao looked at the Taoist sitting by the rockery corridor in the courtyard and said softly: "If it were you, would you really wait patiently in the alley?"
Mei Xiyu fell silent.
This is probably indeed impossible.
The young man is a person who is outside the stories of Heavenly Prison and Siwu Demon Mansion.
Naturally, I don’t completely believe those things.
He could probably guess why such a young man came here. He looked at Nandao quietly for a long time, and then his Taoist charm disappeared. He stood up, looked up over the green and black eaves, and looked at the many upwards. Go to the high-rise building on the hanging street.
"If you want to enter the Siwu Demon Mansion, it is impossible. Not to mention a great human demon like Shui Zaiping, there are many demon clans and Siwu Demon Guards. If you can just walk in like this, It would probably be a ridiculous thing.”
Nan Dao stood in the yard holding an umbrella, silent for a long time.
Mei Xiyu lowered his head and looked at the boy.
"I know that Lingnan's story has made you lose a lot of patience, but if you really want to kill such a servant, you can only wait quietly and wait for Heavenly Prison to take action."
Nan Dao waited for a long time, and then asked softly: "Where is Qingtian Road?"
Mei Xiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man, and said: "It is impossible for Qingtian Dao to really interfere in these stories. This is Huaidu's business. We will probably only do some things secretly to help Tianyu."
The boy's question was probably really stupid.
It's just that sometimes, when the young man silently faces such a Siwu Demon Mansion and such a great human demon, he will end up with many unrealistic assumptions in his heart.
After a long time, Nan Dao said softly: "But I still want to go in and have a look, or you can think of a way..."
Nan Dao took a deep breath and said slowly.
"Let him meet me outside Huaidu."
The young man probably wanted to re-enact the story at Dazebian outside Nanyi City.
Mei Xiyu narrowed his eyes and focused on the young man's umbrella, and then said calmly: "It's impossible, and the prison master personally told me that no matter what you want to do, you can try it. But if you want to let go of the umbrella in your hand."
The Taoist said in a deep voice: "He wants me to kill you."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, looked at the Taoist and said, "Do you know what's under my umbrella?"
Mei Xiyu said softly: "I don't know. But at least I can kill you without letting your umbrella leave your hand."
Nan Dao stood in the courtyard for a long time.
The two looked at each other quietly, and after a long time, Nan Dao said softly.
"Forget it then."
Mei Xiyu walked to the entrance of the courtyard, opened the door, looked at the demon mansion opposite the crowd of people, and said softly: "It's him who should feel the urgency, not you, Nan Dao, I know you don't You may completely believe in Heavenly Prison, but after all, this is Huaidu, and no one can mess around. After the story of Siwu Demon Mansion is over, Heavenly Prison should not make things difficult for you."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "You don't understand."
Such words made the Taoist turn his head and look at the young man for a long time.
Mei Xiyu narrowed his eyes, and then said softly: "I really didn't understand it at first, but when you said this, I understood a little bit."
What kind of person would not believe in hell?
Nan Dao clenched the umbrella in his hand vigilantly.
The Qingtian Taoist was still calm.
"But you don't have to worry about anything. Everyone in this world has a reason to make irresponsible remarks about these things..." Mei Xiyu slowly closed the courtyard door and walked back, standing in the courtyard looking at the young man under the umbrella.
"Only Qingtian Dao doesn't have it."
This sentence is actually very similar to what Chen Qingshan and Qin Chu said back in the East China Sea.
The story of Bai Fengyu probably makes such an ancient Taoist temple somewhat embarrassed in front of the world in some stories.
"You can come if you want. The thorn of Siwufang may not be me, Mei Xiyu, but it can also be you."
Mei Xiyu walked back to the corridor, sat down cross-legged, and spoke slowly.
"It's just that if the Lord Attendant is really angry, you will probably suffer a lot."
...
Nan Dao stood at the alley for a long time. The sky gradually became dark. One day, the smoke clouds were cut off by the high-rise buildings hanging on the street, and fell into the field of vision in all directions.
It's just that there is still no one from the Siwu Demon Mansion in this world.
Nan Dao thought about the young man in white who had come back from the palace and whom he had seen by chance in Siwufang.
The Lord Attendant may have actually seen such a young man under the umbrella a long time ago.
He just didn't do anything, he just walked calmly through the street and returned to his house.
The atmosphere in Siwu Demon Mansion has always been very depressing.
There was a lot of thick sweat on the umbrella frame in the young man's hand.
It's the same now.
Nan Dao lowered his head and glanced at the umbrella in his hand, then silently turned around and walked into the alley, walked into the courtyard, and closed the courtyard door.
Xu Chunhua was lighting a fire and preparing to cook. There was a piece of very fresh tofu soaked in the basin on the side.
Probably influenced by Chen He, this small town girl also likes to eat this kind of very tender tofu.
"In a few days, people from the Siwu Demon Mansion may come over."
Nan Dao stood at the entrance of the courtyard and thought for a long time, and then said softly.
Xu Chunhua raised her head in surprise and looked at the young man, wondering what this meant.
Nan Dao didn't explain anything, he just hesitated a little, and then continued: "It may involve you then. I have a friend in Huai, over there in Siwufang. If something happens then, you can Find a way to find him."
Mei Xiyu is probably not a friend of Nandao.
But based on the current relationship between the two, the word "friend" is probably the most appropriate way to describe it.
What's more, it doesn't matter whether it is yes or no. What is important is that Mei Xiyu should know very well that Tian Yu's doing these things will inevitably affect some people in the world.
Naturally, I would not sit idly by at that time.
Nan Dao told Xu Chunhua the location of Mei Xiyu's yard very seriously.
Although this small town girl was a little confused, she just looked at Nan Dao's cautious expression and nodded.
"OK."
Nan Dao felt relieved.
In fact, he also mentioned this matter to Mei Xiyu.
He said that he was hiding with a friend now and might need Mei Xiyu's attention at that time.
After all, Xu Chunhua and Chen He seemed to have a lot of weird relationships, and the young man didn't expect to be embarrassed to face Chen He.
