Although Huaidu stays up all night, it certainly doesn't mean that it won't rest.
The stars and the moon, suppressed by the lights everywhere, will eventually reveal their colors again as the night becomes darker.
When it was almost midnight, Mei Xiyu, who was sitting there meditating and practicing, seemed to hear some sounds of people walking outside the courtyard.
In the past, when he was outside Qingtian Daoxia Town, this Taoist would never pay attention to such sounds.
People in the town would never come to disturb such a Taoist priest in the middle of the night.
But now in Huaidu, it naturally means something different.
The owner of the footsteps seemed to be hesitating, so the steps were slow and dull.
Mei Xiyu opened her eyes, dispersed the energy and energy around her, stood up, and looked over there quietly for a long time, then stood up, walked over and opened the courtyard door.
The scholar outside the door obviously did not expect that the door behind him would suddenly open. He was startled for a moment and took two steps back.
Mei Xiyu frowned at Zhu Congwen and said, "What are you doing here?"
"I...I..." Zhu Congwen hesitated for a long time, but did not say what he was doing here.
Mei Xiyu turned around and looked in the direction where the scholar was looking just now.
Although Siwufang was not completely silent at midnight, there were probably few people around. The lights that were burning everywhere in the streets and alleys were gradually becoming sparse in the darkness of night.
The deep and heavy courtyard door under the word "Siwu" was tightly closed.
Mei Xiyu looked at Siwu Demon Mansion for a long time, then looked back at Zhu Congwen in front of him, and said calmly: "Do you want to go to Siwu Demon Mansion?"
Zhu Congwen lowered his head and stood under the eaves of Mei Xiyu for a while, then raised his head, took a deep breath, and said, "Yes."
Although Mei Xiyu was a little surprised, she didn't ask anything. She just looked at Zhu Congwen for a long time, and then said slowly: "You...come in and talk."
Mei Xiyu turned around and walked towards the yard.
Zhu Congwen hesitated a little, but followed in, and then closed the courtyard door behind him.
Mei Xiyu crossed the courtyard and went to the main hall.
Zhu Congwen thought he wanted to show himself something.
As a result, when the Taoist came out, he was just carrying a bowl of hot tea.
Zhu Congwen was a little flattered. He looked at the Taoist in front of him and said with fear: "Real people don't have to be like this."
Mei Xiyu just handed the tea to Zhu Congwen, and then said calmly: "Whether it is a Taoist or a real person, they are just ordinary people. When guests come, they must give them a bowl of tea. Didn't you go to Siwu Demon Mansion last time? When you arrived, did your Lord Attendant not give you a bowl of tea?"
Zhu Congwen was silent for a while and said, "It's true."
The scholar stood in the Demon Mansion Garden for a long time holding tea.
When a story is told, naturally a lot of things are left out.
Mei Xiyu went back to the corridor and sat down.
Zhu Congwen sat there holding the bowl of hot tea, looking at the Taoist over there, hesitating as if he wanted to explain something.
"I... met Mr. Liu Qinghe today..."
Mei Xiyu interrupted him calmly.
"There is no need for you to tell me such a thing." The Taoist looked up at the scholar outside the corridor, thought for a moment and said, "I won't misunderstand anything."
Zhu Congwen stood there and thought for a long time, but he also understood what it meant.
After all, when he hesitated, he subconsciously stopped and hesitated outside Mei Xiyu's courtyard.
Mei Xiyu said, but remained silent for a while, quietly looking at the moonlight and lights falling from high places in the courtyard, and then slowly said: "Your Excellency, you probably won't care about this either. thing."
When Zhu Congwen heard this, his expression became nervous.
"Why?"
Mei Xiyu looked at the scholar and said softly: "You are not what he wants in the first place."
Zhu Congwen fell silent, looked down at the bowl of hot tea, then brought it to his lips and took a big sip, which made him feel better.
After a long time, the scholar said softly: "Maybe I can be some help to Master Liu."
"Liu Qinghe..."
Mei Xiyu sat there and whispered the name.
Zhu Congwen actually didn't understand how this Taoist could say this name so calmly. After all, after leaving the noodle shop, the Taoist had angrily cursed Liu Qinghe with words such as "I'll fuck you."
After a long time, Mei Xiyu slowly said: "I don't know about the Heavenly Prison either."
Zhu Congwen said nothing more and just stood silently in the yard.
The night was getting darker, and it was probably midnight.
"You seem to be a little different from before, Zhu Congwen." Mei Xiyu suddenly turned to look at the scholar and said.
Zhu Congwen was silent for a while, lowered his head to drink tea, and then said softly: "After all, you can't really be a waiter all the time."
Mei Xiyu nodded thoughtfully.
When the scholar said this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then placed the tea bowl in his hand on the stone garden lamp beside him.
"I'm leaving, Makoto."
Mei Xiyu said calmly: "Okay."
The scholar turned around and left the courtyard, and helped the Qingtian Taoist to close the courtyard door. Then he lowered his head and quietly passed through the crowd, heading towards the Siwu Demon Mansion.
Most of the people in Siwufang were unmanifested monsters. At this time, they also noticed the scholar who was walking with his head down, and they all looked over.
Although Zhu Congwen knew that the people around him looked like ordinary people, he still had a vague feeling in his heart that he was walking alone among the monsters.
Or maybe that’s just the way it is.
The scholar stopped in front of the Siwu Demon Mansion, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to clasp the heavy copper rings.
.....
Xu Chunhua sat in the yard uneasily.
It was already late, and the boy still didn't come back.
When this small town girl didn't see the boy in the alley before, she thought he just stayed in Huaidu for a while and would come back later, but until now, the boy had not appeared.
No one walked through the alley, and no one knocked on the courtyard door.
This made her have many bad suspicions, and she waited there with some uneasiness.
Nothing will happen to the boy, Xu Chunhua comforted herself. Didn't Chen He write that he could pierce the clouds with a sword on his back and kill Chen Yunxi with one sword?
But if the young man was really so powerful, why would he be hiding in Huaidu?
Xu Chunhua thought worriedly for a long time and decided to go out and look for it.
The night was already very deep, and although the light of Huaido City was still shining everywhere, there was also a lot of tranquility mixed in with it.
Xu Chunhua locked the courtyard door, picked up a stick from the alley wall, held it in her arms, and walked out of the alley.
When the small town girl is quiet at night, she probably won't think of him, but will just feel very nervous and uneasy.
After all, if a girl walks alone on the road in the middle of the night, there will inevitably be some dangers.
But when Xu Chunhua walked out of the alley and looked at the black-robed jailers patrolling in the night, she felt that she was worrying too much.
Nowadays in Huaidu, there is probably no one with evil intentions who would dare to show up.
Xu Chunhua thought like this, and when she started to look away from the jailers, she vaguely saw a familiar figure hanging on a lonely street in the night in the distance.
It's the South Island.
Xu Chunhua didn't understand for a while.
Nan Dao had clearly returned to the neighborhood, why didn't he return to the alley?
With this question in mind, Xu Chunhua put down the stick in her hand and walked towards the hanging street.
When Xu Chunhua walked onto the hanging street, there happened to be a drunk man staggering next to her.
When I saw the small town girl walking on Xuanjie Street at night, I probably had some thoughts in my heart, so I came closer.
Xu Chunhua didn't even realize what happened. A sword flashed across the street and was inserted in front of the drunkard.
The man suddenly became excited, probably because he had woken up from the drink. He looked back at the young man holding an umbrella standing on the railing on the side of the street. He ran down the street in a panic, and even rolled to his death when he went down the steps.
A drunk person is probably the same as an unlocked door.
There are probably many thoughts of falling floating in my mind.
Xu Chunhua breathed a sigh of relief after realizing it, and then looked at the cold light sword in front of her that was reflected in the lights of Huaidu. She held the hilt of the sword with both hands, pressed it against the street, pulled it out with all her strength, and faced The young man walked away.
"Why are you here?"
Xu Chunhua handed the sword engraved with the three characters Yiaozhou to Nan Dao.
Nan Dao didn't say anything, he just took the sword and put it back into the scabbard behind him. He quietly watched the lights of Sophora City dimming little by little.
Prosperity and enthusiasm naturally do not mean staying up all night.
People in this world always need to sleep and rest.
Xu Chunhua stood aside and looked at the young man in confusion for a long time, probably waiting for a definite answer.
Or maybe she regarded this young man as someone who would never come back, so she became stubborn and stubborn.
After a long time, Nan Dao stood by the guardrail and said softly: "Because I realized that I thought about something wrong."
Xu Chunhua was stunned and asked: "What?"
Is it about Chen He or the young man himself?
Probably neither.
There was a hint of chill in the voice of the young man under the umbrella, which made Xu Chunhua think that she had heard wrongly, mistaking the temperature of the night wind for the temperature of the young man's voice.
"They weren't just trying to get me."
Nan Dao said very calmly, turning to look at Xu Chunhua who was at a loss.
"Kill me instead."
Xu Chunhua was a little surprised, looked at the young man and asked: "Them? Who are they? Heavenly Prison?"
Nan Dao said calmly: "Siwu Demon Mansion."
Although the small-town girl who had stayed in Huaidu for several months had no contact with those places, she did know where the Siwu Demon Mansion was.
Xu Chunhua looked at Nan Dao nervously and said, "What should we do? Do you want to leave Huaidu first? When the truth of the story comes to light, and when Heaven Prison finds the real murderer who killed Lord Shangshu, will you come back?"
Nan Dao was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "If I leave, the people from the Siwu Demon Mansion will not show up. If they don't show up, Tian Yu will not be able to take action. Tian Yu will not be able to take action..."
"I can't avenge Lingnan."
Therefore, the young man probably can only stay in Huaidu.
I can only stay in such a story.
The young man said a lot of things calmly, but Xu Chunhua on the side was a little at a loss. Looking at the young man in Chen He's book, the fate of the young man in the book was Zhang Yang's certain. It was clear at a glance that he would definitely come to the world. The highest.
But what about the boy in front of me?
Xu Chunhua didn't know.
So she didn't know anything, and didn't know what to say. She just stood there dullly for a long time, blowing the night wind.
"So I probably can't go back to that alley." Nan Dao continued. "I don't know what people from the Siwu Demon Mansion will do. You are just a human being. If you are really implicated, I don't know how to explain it to Chen He."
Of course people are fragile.
Even a young man, even a young man in the Plum Blossom Realm, just a few stray, ignored and out-of-control sword intentions are enough to kill many people in the world.
Xu Chunhua fell silent.
Silence is naturally not due to vulnerability.
Just because of the name in the boy's mouth.
After a long time, Xu Chunhua said softly: "Did Chen He see you again after he left?"
Nan Dao didn't know why Xu Chunhua suddenly asked such a question, but the boy still answered truthfully: "No."
Even the boy still doesn't know where Chen He has gone.
When he could go to Tianshang Town to see Cao Weiying, Nandao could still get some information from Cao Weiying, but now it is really gone.
Xu Chunhua turned her head and looked at the night with a smile and said: "Yes, he has never seen you, so naturally he will never come back to see me, or maybe there will be someone else in the world who saw a little boy in his book. Town girl..."
As Xu Chunhua talked, she didn't know how to continue. After a long time, she lowered her head and said softly: "This should be a good thing."
Stories that can go on are naturally good stories.
Xu Chunhua didn't say any more. She naturally knew that she had gone too far. She stood there for a long time breathing the night air of Huaidu, and then brought the topic back.
"But yours is probably not very good. I believe that people like Huaidu should be reasonable and obey the rules. It is impossible for them to really attack a weak and defenseless woman."
Nan Dao just said calmly: "There are many things that cannot be controlled by reason. If you put everything in absolute reasonableness, of course there will be no danger. But the sword of a swordsman will not be precise and stable. If my mind I am in a trance, my soul is shaking, even if my sword is tilted even a centimeter when it is unsheathed, it will be tilted a long street when it is shot into the world."
Xu Chunhua fell silent and turned to look at the alley beyond Xuanjie, a long street away.
After a long time, Xu Chunhua looked at Nandao.
"What about you?"
The topic returned to Xu Chunhua's original question.
Nan Dao stood quietly on the hanging street holding an umbrella.
"I'm just here, waiting to see what the Siwu Demon Mansion and the Heavenly Prison want to do to me."
However, Xu Chunhua seemed to have a flash of inspiration. She looked at Nan Dao and said, "You should have a good relationship with the Human Sword Sect. The people from the Human Sword Sect are on the Xianyue Platform of Huaidu. You can go there."
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said softly: "That happened in the past. In fact, the relationship between me and the Human Sword Sect is probably extremely bad now."
In other words, even in the past, Nan Dao only had a good relationship with Zhang Xiaoyu.
But all previous lives are like previous lives.
Xu Chunhua sighed and said, "It seems like you really have nothing to rely on."
Nan Dao stood there quietly.
"some."
Xu Chunhua turned to look at the young man.
The young man said calmly: "I have my umbrella and my sword."
Maybe there was once Lingnan.
Xu Chunhua wanted to say something else, but the young man turned to look at her and said softly: "It's late at night, you should go back."
Xu Chunhua was silent for a long time, then turned around and walked silently down the hanging street.
She was naturally helpless in the face of such a thing.
This may be the separation that should be expected in the world.
The worldly people will be the worldly people after all, and the practitioners will be the practitioners after all.
If the table we eat together is turned over, the profound feeling of alienation is naturally unavoidable.
Xu Chunhua walked halfway, but suddenly stopped. She stood there for a long time, looking up at the night where the lights in the distance were gradually fading. She didn't know what she thought of. This small town girl stood on the regular and clean stone wall that went down. On the steps, he looked back at Nan Dao and said, "I also have a friend, maybe he can help you."
What kind of friends could such a small town girl have in Huaidu?
Maybe it was a young lover who had gone away.
Nan Dao didn't know those stories and looked at this small town girl with some surprise.
After a long time, Nan Dao said softly: "An ordinary friend cannot help me unless he is very tall."
Xu Chunhua stood there and thought seriously for a long time, and said sincerely: "He is indeed very tall."
In Xu Chunhua's eyes, such a Taoist of Qingtian Dao is of course a very tall being, high enough to be the next generation of Qingtian Dao's monastery master - Xu Chunhua remembers that Mei Xiyu should have said such things.
If it were Mei Xiyu, he should be able to help such a young man.
His realm is very high, and there is Qingtian Dao behind him.
Xu Chunhua was thinking very seriously there.
Nan Dao didn't know what the small town girl was thinking.
Xu Chunhua didn't say any more, but she didn't know where Mei Xiyu was.
This name seems to be just like that person, equally familiar but also far away.
An inexplicable annoyance appeared in Xu Chunhua's heart.
The small town girl said nothing more, she just lowered her head and looked at the hem of her skirt that was swaying in the night wind, then turned and walked downwards.
Xu Chunhua walked through the entire long street and then stopped at the entrance of the alley.
The stars are still bright tonight and the wind is light.
But probably the most annoying thing is my daughter.
Xu Chunhua hesitated for a long time, then picked up the stick used for self-defense at the alley again.
The night is really dark.
The small town girl who was not heading towards the alley heard the boy's voice coming from the sparse flow of people and footsteps.
"where you go?"
Xu Chunhua raised her head and looked back at the young man standing on the long street, and said softly: "Let me help you think of a solution."
