The two of them, Niutou, Bench and Legs, were bored and leaning on the guardrail on the hanging street of Siwufang, eating melon seeds.
Of course, they now look straight and straight, with neither a bull's head nor a pair of bench legs.
Even if it is Siwu time now, the demon clan can only pretend to be human beings and survive in it.
"You think it's been so long since the people in Heaven's Prison haven't caught the murderer?"
The bull named Qi turned his head and looked at the bench legs beside him and asked.
The bench leg was dangling there and hit the guardrail with its knee, saying, "How did I know?"
Zhi lowered his head and looked at the legs of the bench that kept kicking back and forth: "Why do you like to swing around so much?"
The bench leg also looked down at his own legs, and then said with a smile: "It's not because I could only do it there before. You see, everyone likes to joke about something that has legs but can't walk? The answer is not table legs." It’s a bench leg. If you listen to it too much, you’ll think, why can’t we walk with table legs and bench legs? I have to walk, I have to shake my legs, and I have to cross my legs - reject the definition, our bench must also have them Legs that I can control freely!"
Qi nodded thoughtfully, then looked at the bench legs and asked with wide eyes: "Then how should we, Niu Niu, refuse the definition?"
The bench leg looked at Qiu seriously for a long time, then turned back and said while suppressing a smile: "You have to be a cowardly wise man. When you go back today, start reading and learning..."
After waiting for a long time, Zhi didn't wait until he got behind the bench legs. He only saw his shoulders shaking there.
"Are you so excited that you cry?"
The bench legs shook even more.
"Ah, yes, yes, yes."
"..."
The two continued to eat melon seeds.
Zhi was there looking around idly, but the bench legs were looking seriously at the entrance of Siwu Square below.
No young man holding an umbrella appeared there today.
The two of them finished eating all the melon seeds in their hands, then carried the melon seed shells placed aside with the hem of their clothes and walked down the hanging street.
If garbage does not fall to the ground, Sophora japonica will be more beautiful.
After disposing of those melon seed shells, the two of them wandered back to the streets of Siwufang. When they reached the street, they stopped with their legs against the wall and kicked their legs, and took out a bag from their arms again. Suck the melon seeds.
Yaya subconsciously reached into his arms to look for melon seeds, but unfortunately he probably didn't bring so many melon seeds, so he stared at the legs of the bench.
The latter glanced at him, reached out and deflated half of the handful of melon seeds.
"I've been very busy recently, so remember to bring more with you next time."
He chuckled and chewed melon seeds and said, "Okay, okay."
Only then did the bench legs look towards the streets in the distance again.
Naturally, there are no heavenly wardens wandering around in Siwu Square, but there are many outside Siwu Square. That kind of posture seems to mean that Siwu Demon Mansion is hiding people.
These stupid bastards - these were the vulgar words that Biao Tiantian angrily cursed.
Of course, probably no one knows what the bastard is.
It should be something that doesn't exist.
Bench Leg asked Qing at that time, have you ever seen the dog-like bastard?
This question was stupefied by Qi. He scratched his head and thought about it for a long time, and finally changed it to something more reasonable. He was called a bastard.
But now I still want to scold the stupid bastard. Didn't Bench Leg just say it before? Don't be defined.
So it's not a bad idea.
While eating melon seeds, Zhi looked around sadly at the people in black robes. Although no one was bothering him when he was trapped in Siwu Square, he still felt aggrieved.
Hey, this little life is really like a dog's day.
He stood there for a while, then looked at the bench legs and asked, "Do you think the Sophora japonica tree is really broken?"
Bench Legs was still looking at the long street outside the square, and said somewhat casually: "As long as it has bad benefits, it will definitely be bad."
He thought thoughtfully for a long time and said, "So what are the benefits?"
The man on the bench chewed melon seeds and said, "How do I know?"
Bute suddenly became excited and pointed at the street in the distance.
"Look, that boy is here again. It's clearly not raining, and he's holding an umbrella. Do you think he's a fool?"
The bench leg looked at the young man silently and said nothing. He just put away the melon seeds in his hand and pulled Zhao towards the workshop.
Qi looked at the bench legs with some confusion.
Bench Leg didn't say anything about it. He just walked on the street and said seriously: "Actually, I have arthritis."
Qi looked at the bench legs with a confused expression.
"Then what?"
"But I didn't say anything. I was still shaking my legs happily. Can you see that?"
Bench Leg said sadly.
Kya subconsciously looked at the bench legs and said, "Why do you have arthritis?"
"Not only do I have arthritis, but I also have old cold legs. Think about it, as a bench leg, since it was broken, it has been left in a pile of debris, damp and cold, and there are all kinds of bugs on you. Crawling around and building nests, there must be a lot of minor problems. He was not used as firewood, but turned into a monster. This is already a very lucky thing. "
The bench leg walked and spoke sincerely.
Kya lowered his head and looked at the legs of the bench, and then he remembered that he seemed to have a little high shoulders when walking sometimes.
"So what's my problem?"
There he checked his body.
The bench leg turned his head, as if he was crying again with excitement.
"Oh, there's nothing wrong with you, there's no need to look at it."
"Oh well."
...
Nandao stopped on a hanging street outside Siwu Square.
On a fine morning, it was not raining in Huaido. The young man carrying a sword and holding an umbrella was naturally eye-catching.
It's just that people didn't think much about it. Even when Tian Yu said that he wanted to arrest a certain person, he didn't disclose specific information about that person.
The two monsters eating melon seeds on the street disappeared the moment they saw him.
This is probably a weird thing indeed.
Nan Dao stopped there hesitantly.
The sun is gradually passing noon in the world, but for Huaidu, which has stagnated, it seems that it will not pass noon, and it is probably not as important as before.
Nan Dao looked at the Siwu Demon Shop silently for a long time, and when he was about to leave, a very young and smiling voice came from behind.
"Xixue Jiannan Island?"
The moment Nan Dao heard this voice, his hair stood up instantly, and his pupils shrank unconsciously. Behind him, Parrot Island chirped slightly.
After a long time, the young man slowly turned around.
Behind him, a young man in white clothes was looking at him with a smile.
There is a great demon in the world, and the servant under the door has water in the bottle.
Naturally, many great monsters were killed in Nandao, during the time of Bailu Yunjue Town.
It's just that there are differences between senior brothers, and the same goes for big demons.
Just like the prime minister is also a great demon.
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, then his breathing gradually stabilized and he bowed calmly.
"I have met the Lord Attendant."
Shui Zaiping looked at the young man under the umbrella with a slight smile, then raised his head to look at the umbrella in the young man's hand, and said softly: "I thought you were a Lingnan sword cultivator who had just arrived, so you didn't know me."
Nan Dao stood on Xuanjie, lowered his head slightly, and said, "I just happened to meet him once when I was walking around Huaidu."
"I see."
Shui Zaiping smiled slightly, still looking at the umbrella in Nan Dao's hand, and then said slowly: "I heard that the umbrella in your hand is a good thing. I wonder if you can let me take a look."
Nan Dao raised his head and looked at the big demon in white for a long time. He was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "This umbrella cannot leave Nan Dao's hands. I hope that you will forgive me."
Shui Zaiping chuckled softly, and did not force it. He just raised his hand and rubbed it on the edge of the umbrella, and then looked at the line of blood on his fingertips that was filled with demonic power and sword intent.
"In this case, it's naturally hard to force it."
As the attendant said this, he walked to the guardrail of the hanging street with his hands behind his back, stood side by side with Nan Dao, and looked down at the Siwu Square.
"Although Nan Shaoxia has only met me once, I have met you many times."
Water in the bottle whispered.
"You seem to like the scenery of Siwufang very much."
Nan Dao was silent for a long time and said softly: "People in Nanyi City, living in the place where the same people started, are naturally quite curious about the coexistence of the two races in such an imperial capital, so naturally they can't help but take a few more glances."
Shui Zaiping chuckled twice, and then said with a sigh: "It's more gorgeous, but not sincere. In such a story, Sophora japonica is not as good as Nanyi City."
Nan Dao turned his head and looked at Shui Zaiping in surprise. The look of regret on the latter's face did not seem to be fake.
"Forgetting each other is naturally the best choice in the world." Shui Zaiping said this matter seriously.
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said softly: "Then why is Huaidu still like this?"
Shui Zaiping said calmly: "You should ask His Majesty, not me." The white-clothed Lord Attendant paused for a moment, and then said slowly, "Perhaps it is better for each person to appreciate his own beauty, rather than for everyone to appreciate it."
Nan Dao stood there thoughtfully.
Shui Zai Ping chuckled softly and said, "Of course, it is not necessary to talk about such things now. Nanyi City has been destroyed, and it may not be feasible for the world to follow the same trend."
Nan Dao clenched the umbrella in his hand, turned his head, looked at the streets of Huadu for a long time, and then spoke word by word.
"Why was Nanyi City destroyed? In fact, I have always been puzzled by this matter. I hope that the Lord Attendant will clear up my confusion."
Shui Zaiping smiled slightly and said: "The best is often unrealistic."
On this hanging street, among the hurried footsteps, there was just such a short answer.
It does seem to be a very sincere and correct answer.
"Sword Master, of course, climbed a cliff for one year and became invincible in the world. He stayed on the cliff for thirty years and passed away. When the world thinks of the best swordsman, he is often such a person. But people in the world cannot be such a person, even if they are poor. In a lifetime, you can only become those sword cultivators who are beaten and cried by white clothes. From top to bottom, from full to empty, they are all things that are out of reach. The world cannot be a very good saint, nor can it be the ultimate villain. Often, There is neither superiority nor inferiority among them. The same is true for the affairs of the two clans. The same momentum as water and fire cannot last long, and the same current cannot exist forever. The affairs of the world depend on the word "compromise."
Shui Zai Ping looked at the world and spoke very calmly.
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "So if you don't like something, you want it to be destroyed?"
Shui Zaiping just said lightly: "Anyone in the world will choose to destroy something they don't like. If you don't destroy it, it just means that your emotions for that kind of thing have not reached the extreme."
"for example?"
"Can you accept having poop on the table when you eat?"
This is probably an extremely vivid yet easy-to-understand explanation.
Nan Dao took a deep breath.
He can indeed say that he can accept it, but there is no point in insisting that he can accept something that the world cannot accept.
After a long time, the young man said softly: "But some things, from a secular point of view, are far less serious than a piece of shit on the dinner table. Sir, this is confusing the public."
"The human world will change, and secular concepts can be changed. And such changes are often decided by the higher-ups."
The water in the bottle remains calm.
Nan Dao stood under the umbrella and looked at the world quietly. After a long time, he said softly: "Maybe, it's just adults."
The young man turned to look at Shui Zaiping and said slowly: "Sometimes people in the world can refuse such changes."
The water in the bottle is smiling.
"That's as it should be."
There was silence on this hanging street.
After a long time, the Lord Attendant patted the railing and said slowly: "There has been no peace in Huaidu recently. The Human Sword Sect has come, Qingtian Dao also wants to come in, the Minister of War also died suddenly, and the same is true above the court. Chaos, I sometimes wonder, what caused this?"
Nan Dao looked deeply at the big demon in white and asked softly: "What is it?"
Shui Zai Ping smiled slightly, but under the smiling eyes, there was some hidden murderous intent.
"It's Tian Yu who neglected his duty."
Nan Dao stood under the umbrella, facing that kind of gaze, but a lot of chills arose in his heart.
"The people on the twelfth floor are roaming the world, and Heavenly Prison has ignored them. They have taken over Huaidu for so long, but they have never found the real culprit."
Shuizi Bo turned his head and spoke lightly.
"If this continues, it will inevitably chill the world."
The Parrot Island behind Nan Dao hummed softly and imperceptibly.
The young man was silent for a while, then held his umbrella and bowed.
"This kind of thing is not something Nandao can hear. I'll take my leave first."
The young man held the umbrella and turned around to leave.
Shui Zaiping stood quietly behind the young man and said calmly: "Do you really believe in Heavenly Prison so much? In other words, do you think Liu Qinghe must be a good person?"
Nan Dao paused there in silence for a long time and said softly: "I don't understand what the Lord Attendant is talking about."
The young man walked towards the crowd without looking back.
Nan Dao walked a long way, and then slowly stopped, standing among the crowds of people on the long street at the bottom, looking up towards the hanging street.
The white man in the crowd still stood there for a long time, looking at him quietly.
The young man vaguely seemed to have guessed something, and silently turned around and left.
Until we were really far away from the hanging street, all the scenery of Siwufang was cut across by the long street of tall buildings and could no longer be seen.
Nan Dao stood there holding an umbrella, looking at the hurried people in Huaidu for a long time.
Just on that hanging street, the murderous intent in the eyes of the Lord Attendant was not directed at Liu Qinghe or Tian Yu.
Nan Dao remained silent for a long time.
But myself.
This is also the reason why the young man ran away.
only.
Nan Dao was very puzzled.
Before this story in Huaidu, I had never interacted with such a servant.
Where did those murderous intentions come from?
...
Zhu Congwen was distracted while wiping the table in the noodle shop, and then got punched by Gu Xiaoer inexplicably.
The scholar raised his head blankly.
Sitting aside, Gu Xiaoer was cursing.
"What did you do? You rubbed it all on my face."
Only then did Zhu Congwen realize that his rag was resting on Gu Xiaoer's face, and he quickly pulled the rag back out of embarrassment.
Fortunately, Gu Xiaoer also knew what Zhu Congwen was thinking, so he didn't argue with him too much. He just stood up helplessly, ran to the kitchen to wash his face, and then returned to the noodle shop, and He sat on the table that Zhu Congwen had just wiped and turned to look at the scholar who was still there in a daze.
"Are you still thinking about those things?"
Zhu Congwen nodded melancholy.
Gu Xiaoer sighed and said: "Didn't I say it before? Maybe it's just that the Lord Attendant suddenly lost his mind? And you see that there are people from Heavenly Prison everywhere outside, and there is no Siwu Demon Mansion. If someone comes out and farts loudly, I guess it probably has nothing to do with you."
Of course Gu Xiaoer also wanted to worry about Zhu Congwen, but probably the scholar had been distracted during this period and had already caused a lot of trouble.
Either he delivered the noodles to the wrong table, or he didn't look where he was going and fell over, causing a whole bowl of noodles to fall on the guest's head.
Even if he was only asked to do chores and wash dishes later, things kept going wrong.
If this continues, not only Zhu Congwen, but also Gu Xiaoer and the others will be fired along with the shopkeeper.
"Besides, weren't you very open-minded at the time? You said something like it didn't matter."
Gu Xiaoer was quite sincere.
Zhu Congwen said melancholy: "Having said that, but think about it, you are facing a very difficult thing, and you finally made a decision. Whether it goes against your ancestors or not, I don't say, but you encourage me. I had enough courage, but in the end, such a story never happened. As it went on for a long time, I naturally became discouraged. If on that day when I made a decision, it didn’t matter whether I went up to the mountain of knives or to the sea of fire, they came, even if it was directly You asked me to be the Minister of the Ministry of War, and I went to die generously. But nothing happened. If it were you, you would have to become more and more uneasy. "
Gu Xiaoer sat there and thought for a long time, but couldn't refute.
After all, it is.
The hardest thing in the story is actually not the choice.
But wait.
It was like... Gu Xiaoer suddenly remembered that he liked a girl back then, and then he mustered up the courage to run to the alley and wait for her to pass by.
Gu Xiaoer actually couldn't remember how he made the decision back then, but the memory of waiting in such an alley with flickering figures still remained deeply in his mind.
While Gu Xiaoer was thinking there, he caught a glimpse of a figure walking quietly on the long street outside the window. He quickly pulled Zhu Congwen and said, "Hey, look, the girl you like is outside."
"..."
