Although Yu Chaoyun was very curious as to who the Cao Weiying that You Chunshan and Nan Dao were talking about, he just looked at the young man's appearance and did not ask. He just stood there with the sword box on his back in confusion.
After a long time, Nan Dao managed to squeeze out a smile, lowered his head, and walked slowly along the long street holding an umbrella.
"Maybe I guessed wrong."
Just like everyone in the world was just in a trance, thinking that there was some snow in the world.
In fact, no matter how you look at Huaidu in late June, there is no snow.
Neither Yu Chaoyun nor You Chunshan said anything, they just watched the young man walking slowly along the hanging street, and then stopped quietly not far away.
I didn't go very far, but I didn't get very close either. I just stood there, holding an umbrella, very lonely in the crowd.
Only then did Yu Chaoyun look at You Chunshan doubtfully.
"Who is Cao Weiying?"
You Chunshan didn't know how to talk about this at the moment. He tilted his head and thought for a long time before he said seriously: "Probably, he is a very powerful swordsman. He should be an old acquaintance of his uncle."
Yu Chaoyun thought for a while and asked, "Is your Majesty as powerful as you?"
As one of the Three Swordsmen in the World, Kamigawa will probably always face such comparisons.
You Chunshan was a little confused for a moment, after all, those things were indeed far away from him.
"I don't know either. Maybe it will be more powerful?"
Yu Chaoyun said in amazement: "That's really amazing."
In fact, this is probably not a bad thing.
The cultivation of swordsmanship in today's world often takes the seven disciples of Mojianya as the source.
However, in the final analysis, the sword of the Juli Swordsman was inherited from Qinglian.
But for Yu Chaoyun and You Chunshan, those long-standing stories are indeed far away, and there is no need to delve into them.
The two chatted there for a while, and the young man who had just walked away came back again holding an umbrella.
The young man's expression was calm, as if none of the things just happened had happened.
On the contrary, You Chunshan seemed to be hesitant as he looked at the world, not knowing what he was thinking.
It wasn't until Yu Chaoyun asked him several times if he wanted to go back that the young man from Donghai came to his senses and nodded.
.......
It was the last day of June when the young man broke through and climbed the stairs.
Because the Tiangong Secretary was not able to see much from the umbrella in the end, he did not keep the young man in the Tiangong Yamen.
Nan Dao, You Chunshan, and Yu Chaoyun stayed together in the small courtyard on the platform.
Yu Chaoyun got up early in the morning and was sitting in the corridor in the courtyard carefully making tea when he saw a young man walking out of another small building holding an umbrella and carrying a sword.
At first, the Qingtian Dao girl didn't pay attention. She glanced at it and then looked away. She stood in the corridor with the sword box on her back and counted the number of wolfberries in her hand very seriously.
Just counting, I felt that something was not right. I looked back in surprise at the young uncle who was standing in the courtyard practicing his sword. As if he had seen something incredible, he opened his eyes wide and held the sword in his hand. The wolfberries were scattered all over the ground.
After a long time, the Qingtian Dao girl walked to the corridor in shock and looked at the sword intent and vitality flowing around the young man in the water vapor.
"Uncle Master, has he entered the minor realm?"
The young man did not stop the movement of the flower-piercing sword, but responded imperceptibly.
For the human world, entering a small path is probably not a big deal.
The same goes for teenagers. Let’s get straight to the point, I became enlightened last September. Now it is probably time to enter the trail.
Just such a thing, when it falls into the eyes of that Qingtian Dao girl, it is naturally amazing.
It was more shocking than seeing the light outside the pumpkin.
Yu Chaoyun stared blankly at the peaceful young man in the yard. It took a long time before he came back to his senses and stood there mumbling, as if he always felt that he should say something, but it seemed that he really had nothing to say.
So the girl went back and squatted by the stove to pick up the wolfberries.
There weren't many wolfberry berries falling on the ground. After all, Yu Chaoyun didn't put a few berries in every time he made tea. But she still picked it up for a long time.
Finally, he said in amazement: "What a big wolfberry."
You Chunshan just rolled out in his wheelchair and asked in confusion: "What kind of big wolfberry?"
Yu Chaoyun put the wolfberries into the cup, then poured a cup of hot water, and said calmly: "It's nothing, uncle has entered the trail."
This Qingtian Dao girl probably also wanted You Chunshan to be as shocked as she was.
But as a young man who followed Nan Dao from the East China Sea, he naturally didn't have any special emotions. He just turned to look at the young uncle in the yard and said matter-of-factly: "What's weird about this? So what's so big about it?" Wolfberry?"
Yu Chaoyun looked at You Chunshan deeply for a long time, and was sure that this young man from Donghai really thought it should be so. He was speechless for a while, and walked back to the small building holding his wolfberry tea cup.
"It's nothing, it's just that one of them was too big and scared me."
You Chunshan scratched his head there for a long time, unable to figure out what she wanted to say, so he looked at Nan Dao who was practicing swordplay in the courtyard.
Speaking of which, in fact, You Chunshan rarely saw Nan Dao practicing swordsmanship.
Along the way from the East China Sea, this young man has always focused on practicing swordsmanship.
Therefore, it was a bit strange for You Chunshan at the moment. He watched there for a while. It was not until Nan Dao finally sheathed his sword and put it into its sheath that You Chunshan slowly moved his wheelchair over.
"Uncle Master, has he really entered the path?"
You Chunshan is not a fool.
How could you not hear what Yu Chaoyun said about the relationship between the big wolfberry and the young master uncle?
Nan Dao nodded slightly.
Even though this young man from Donghai has long been used to strange things, he is still a little emotional at the moment, leaning on his wheelchair and tilting his head to look at the young man under the umbrella.
"It's so fast."
Nan Dao didn't say anything, he just walked through the yard and walked into the corridor. The reason why Yu Chaoyun finished making tea and left straight away was because this young man wanted to make wine.
You Chunshan followed him gruntingly, then got off the wheelchair with one leg, supported the corridor pillar and moved to Nan Dao's side, looking at the young man who was putting a pot of wine on the stove.
"What kind of sword did Uncle Master just practice? The sword from Mojian Cliff?"
Nan Dao sat cross-legged in front of the stove with an umbrella, holding his hands and looking at the stove of wine in front of him, and said lightly: "No, it's about dancing."
You Chunshan said suspiciously: "How could Luan Wu be so fierce and powerful?"
The young man thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because of my high level."
After all, the sword dances wildly, but the sword intention wrapped in the sword naturally does not.
You Chunshan was speechless. He originally wanted to try the wooden sword to see what the difference would be between himself now and his original self when holding the wooden sword.
I just remembered what Nan Dao said about the possibility of activating the Daowen in the heart with the thought of the sword, so I gave up the idea sadly.
Although You Chunshan said when he was eating noodles, who said he must become a swordsman?
It’s just that the swordsman is really handsome.
Of course, people will be trapped by unobtainable things throughout their lives.
You Chunshan looked at the pot of wine slowly heating up on the stove, and subconsciously thought that many years later, he would be at a very high level, pushing a wheelchair to the top of the mountain, and then his little grandson would run over and cuddle up next to him. On his knees, he looked at himself sighing and asked, Grandpa, do you have any regrets?
You Chunshan then squinted his old and cloudy eyes in melancholy and said softly, in fact, I could have been a sword cultivator back then.
The young man from Donghai was thinking about it, but he sighed with regret.
The young man sitting under the umbrella looked at You Chunshan with a strange expression.
"What’s wrong with you?"
You Chunshan came back to his senses and realized that he had thought too far. He smiled and said, "It's nothing."
The young man didn't ask further questions and sat there quietly until the wine in the stove was hot. Then he took it out, poured it into the small jug hanging around his waist, held it in his hand and took a sip.
He seemed to be in a trance.
You Chunshan was leaning on the corridor, looking at Nan Dao and thinking. After thinking for a while, he asked a question.
"Cao Weiying...how did senior die?"
Nan Dao drank wine calmly and looked at the water vapor outside the corridor, as if he was thinking about this problem, but also seemed to be in a daze. After a long time, the young man calmly said: "I don't know."
Of course, it is impossible for the young man not to know, even if he does not know all the stories after he left Tianshang Town, many things can naturally be seen from the beginning.
Why did the young man in Qingshang suddenly come to the world, and why did he always look to the south?
The answer is of course obvious.
It's just that the boy didn't want to say something he wasn't sure about.
You Chunshan said with some melancholy: "It's such a pity that such a big senior will just disappear. I originally thought that next time I have a chance, I would go to Tianmen again and ask me why I am so talented. Walked there.”
The young man responded absently.
Seeing the young man's appearance, You Chunshan didn't bother him anymore. He sat there for a while, then stood up and skipped towards the wheelchair outside the corridor. If he had an umbrella in his hand, It will probably look like a big mushroom that has become sperm.
You Chunshan still needs to stay in the Tiangong Division for observation. This is the reason why several people have stayed here.
But it was obviously not the time to go to the department for examination yet, so Nan Dao asked when he saw You Chunshan rolling alone in a wheelchair and pressing on the stone slabs towards the outside of the hospital.
"where you go?"
You Chunshan stopped in front of the courtyard and reached out to open the courtyard door.
"Go for a walk outside."
.....
In the afternoon - in fact, in the world under Sophora Capital, afternoon is rarely mentioned. After all, afternoon is always associated with the sky. But under this dome wall, the sky is naturally invisible. When you look up, you can see the lights, spreading their radiance in the space that is not cold.
So more often than not, they probably talk about the governance of the world.
So about half a quarter of an hour after entering the rule of the human world, Yu Chaoyun walked out of the small building.
It could be seen that the fact that her usually quiet master uncle suddenly got into the alley gave her a great stimulation.
When I walked out of the small building, the Tao Yun around me still hadn't dissipated, probably because I was practicing hard.
The Taoist cultivator girl carrying the sword box looked melancholy at Nan Dao, who had been drinking a bottle of wine for a long time, then turned around and looked around in the yard for a long time, but did not find You Chunshan, and couldn't help but look at it with some doubts. Back to the South Island.
"Uncle Master, where is You Chunshan?"
The young man who was recalling the stories of Tianshang Town suddenly woke up and also looked around in the yard for a week. Only then did I realize that You Chunshan had gone out during the Heavenly Prison Period and had not returned yet. If it were Lu Xiaosan, he would definitely be saying that he was secretly eating hot pot.
But probably Nan Dao is not Lu Xiaosan, and You Chunshan is not Le Chaotian.
"He went out in the morning and said he was going for a walk. Maybe he is hanging out somewhere now."
Nan Dao thought for a while and spoke very calmly.
Yu Chaoyun said oh, there is indeed no danger in Tiangong Division. Where there are dangers, they are closed to traffic. As long as You Chunshan is not seeking his own death and playing with wooden twisting cars on the edge of those platforms, he probably won't What is the problem.
But Yu Chaoyun thought about it and decided to go out and look for it.
Of course, everything is done with caution.
So the girl from Qingtian Dao carried the sword box and walked out.
Nan Dao sat in the corridor for a while, and then remembered something. He walked out of the corridor with an umbrella, and then flew to the top of the small building in the courtyard.
Although these small guest buildings cannot be said to be very high, they can still see a little farther than the crowded offices.
The girl from Qingtian Dao was walking slowly in a narrow alley with a sword box on her back, but You Chunshan didn't know where he went - at least in the places where he could see it in the South Island, he really didn't see such a young man. trace.
This actually made the young man have some doubts in his heart.
After watching silently for a long time, the young man didn't know what he remembered. His expression became strange, and his eyes fell in the direction of Xuanhu Yamen, which is south of the Tiangong Si Yamen platform, and is separated from it by many Si Yamen pavilions. At a glance, the yamen was filled with mist and green eaves, but it was hard to see what was going on over there.
Nan Dao stood there and watched for a long time. After a little hesitation, he decided to go over there and have a look.
But at this moment, Yu Chaoyun hurried back, crossed the alley and ran into the yard, looked around for a while, looked up at Nan Dao standing on the roof, and said hurriedly: "Something may have happened to You Chunshan! "
Nan Dao, who was about to leave, frowned, jumped down from the building, landed in front of Yu Chaoyun, and said in a deep voice: "What did you see?"
Yu Chaoyun said hurriedly: "I never found him there before, but I happened to meet an official from the Department. He told me that You Chunshan had gone to Xuanhu Yamen in the morning."
When he said this, Nan Dao had already understood.
It was obvious that both of them were thinking and worrying about the same thing.
That means You Chunshan may have really gone to Xuanhu Yamen to have his heart replaced.
After Bai Shu personally told them that Tiangongsi's skills were immature, Nan Dao and Yu Chaoyun actually gave up this idea, but they didn't expect that You Chunshan, for some reason, avoided the two of them and went there secretly. side.
The two of them said nothing more and hurriedly left the yard and headed towards the Xuanhu Yamen.
...
You Chunshan did go to Xuanhu Yamen.
He just kept sitting in that alley and didn't go in.
After all, he is not a decisive person by nature. It is naturally difficult to make certain decisions on many things unless he is forced to have no way out.
Of course, not everyone can say that they dare not go there unless they die, and they dare not come unless they die.
You Chunshan was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at such an alley very quietly.
The Xuanhu Yamen side was probably not disturbed by the busy work of the Tiangong Division. Although the alley here was also very narrow, it was not crowded because there were not many officials coming and going.
The alley was filled with water vapor, making people look wet and confused.
You Chunshan inevitably thought of the phrase "the alley of destiny".
Just like when I first set foot on the Tiangong Division, I looked back at the falling suspension roads.
Once you get here, there is no way back.
After crossing the alley, there is another fate.
In fact, Song Yingxin also said similar words to Bai Shu when he was in front of that cliff.
If you walk over and walk into those fairy spirits, you may die, or you may see another kind of life.
At that time, You Chunshan walked over very calmly.
It's just that the decision now is indeed a bit difficult.
After a series of weird operations by the Tiangong Division, I got straight to the point and was able to breathe out the immortal energy. If I were more diligent, I might be able to become a little immortal on land, so the worries caused by the cold bone syndrome would naturally disappear. It no longer exists.
When people are not worried, they are probably always indecisive.
Even though he knew very well that the fate of a certain Taoist cultivator in the world was weighing on him, it was still not enough for him to make some very decisive choices.
Whose life is not life?
You Chunshan thought very seriously.
Divination may be of great significance to the world of human cultivation.
Is it just because of this that You Chunshan has to generously invest his life in those bets?
This is probably unreasonable.
Spring mountains and morning rain are naturally the same and equal.
While You Chunshan was in a daze, there were very rapid footsteps behind him.
The young man looked back and saw Nan Dao and Yu Chaoyun coming here in a hurry. It wasn't until he saw You Chunshan who was dazed at the entrance of the alley that he slowed down a little and seemed to be relieved. look.
You Chunshan looked at the two of them with a strange expression and asked, "Uncle, Senior Sister, what are you doing here?"
Nan Dao didn't speak, he just stood under the umbrella and looked at You Chunshan for a long time.
But Yu Chaoyun on the side looked complicated. He looked at You Chunshan for a long time, took out the sword box from behind, and said softly: "So you actually still want this sword?"
You Chunshan was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly, turned back, tilted his head and looked at the hanging pot, and said sincerely: "How could you not want it?"
However, there were suddenly some rustling sounds behind him, and then a very clear sound, like the sound of a sword.
You Chunshan turned back with some doubts, but he happened to see the Chunshan Sword turning into a stream of light and being thrown out of the alley.
The Qingtian Dao girl who had sincerely persuaded You Chunshan to put away the sword stood there quietly and closed the empty sword box.
Then he looked at You Chunshan very calmly and said, "Don't think about it anymore. This sword is mine. I can give it to you if I want to. If I don't want to give it to you, it's useless for you to think about it."
You Chunshan stared at Yu Chaoyun for a long time, and then sighed softly.
"Senior sister, senior sister."
Chapter 182 Uncle Master is indeed angry
Although the sword in the sword box is named Chunshan, it is not called Chunshan, which means it is You Chunshan's sword.
Of course the Spring Mountain Sword belongs to Yu Chaoyun, a young Taoist cultivator.
So she could literally leave it in the sword case or throw it out of the alley.
You Chunshan didn't mean to argue, he just sat in a wheelchair for a long time.
Nan Dao stood there, and when Yu Chaoyun suddenly opened the sword case and took out the sword, he was really shocked. Probably he didn't expect that Yu Chaoyun would suddenly throw the sword out of the alley wrapped in a dao rhyme.
The boy under the umbrella looked at the two of them silently for a while, then walked out of the alley holding the umbrella.
The two people in the alley said nothing. Nan Dao walked along the direction where the sword was thrown, and finally saw the sword inserted in the crack of the stone bricks in the alley not far away.
Fortunately, the sword did not hit anyone in the Tiangong Department, which is why Nan Dao immediately left the alley of Xuanhuya and came here.
When Nan Dao saw those swords wrapped in white light flying through the water vapor with his own eyes, he knew very well that Tiangong Division was actually not easy to mess with.
Throwing the sword casually is also immoral behavior.
Nan Dao walked over holding an umbrella, raised his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, and pulled out the sword with a crisp sword cry.
There was some dust and mud in the cracks of the stone, which stained the sword made by Tiangong Yamen with some dirt. However, this was not an important matter. The young man just looked at the right side of the sword in silence, which was originally almost perfect in shape. , a small gap created when it was thrown by the girl.
This is probably what is embarrassing.
Although there are more gaps on the Peach Blossom Sword.
It's just that it's probably different.
That sword was just a sword embryo, which was tempered by the young man bit by bit.
Besides, a sword that is originally blue-black and has a burnt color will lose some charm if it is too straight.
It's just that a beautiful sword like Chunshan Sword was thrown into a gap, and everyone would feel sorry for it.
Nan Dao held the sword and looked at it for a while, but did not use his sword intention to temper it. He just held it in his hand and headed towards Xuanhu Yamen again.
When Nan Dao came back, You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun had probably already apologized. The Qingtian Dao girl's expression softened a bit, and then You Chunshan looked a little innocent.
After all, he was just wandering around and suddenly wanted to come here to have a look.
As a result, Yu Chaoyun was so angry.
Nan Dao didn't say anything, he just handed the sword back to Yu Chaoyun.
Although this Qingtian Dao girl was still a little angry, she couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken when she looked down at the dirt and gaps on the sword.
You Chunshan looked at Yu Chaoyun who was standing there looking at the sword in silence. He wanted to reach out to help her clean the sword, but he remembered some taboos and silently pulled back, watching the beautiful Chunshan sword change. Having become like this, he sighed melancholy.
"Next time Senior Sister is angry, just hit me directly and don't throw away the sword."
Yu Chaoyun glared at You Chunshan, reached out and tore off a piece of clothing from You Chunshan, wiped the dirt off the sword, threw the piece of clothing into You Chunshan's arms, and then put the sword back into the sword case. Inside, he shook his head and left in the Siya alley with the sword box in his arms.
You Chunshan silently watched the girl's leaving figure, then looked at Nan Dao who was standing there very quietly, then smiled and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Nan Dao glanced at You Chunshan silently, then turned around and left.
You Chunshan quickly twisted his wooden car to follow.
"Uncle Master is angry too?"
Nan Dao looked back at You Chunshan, who was following behind him. He was silent for a while, and then said softly: "A little."
You Chunshan was silent and followed Nan Dao walking in the alley. He said melancholy: "Do I, You Chunshan, look like a person who can do stupid things? Master Bai Shu has already said that he is not sure whether he can To live, I don’t have to fight for my life.”
Nan Dao said calmly: "But the fact that you can come here at least proves that you have an idea."
Listening to the attitude in the young man's words, You Chunshan suddenly remembered that the young man said seriously in the alley a few days ago that he also knew a little bit about boxing and kicking. He looked at Nan Dao with a smile and said: "Uncle Master, why don't you do this this time?" Did you persuade me?"
Nan Dao stopped and stood quietly under the umbrella. After a long time, he said calmly: "You are not a fool. Am I like a villain?"
You Chunshan seemed to have something wrong with the tone of the young man's words. He quickly patted his head and said sincerely: "I made a mistake. I made a mistake about my uncle."
Nan Dao didn't say anything else, he just walked straight out of the alley, but he didn't go towards the courtyard, but took the direction away from Tiangong Division.
You Chunshan chased the wooden car for a long time, but failed to catch up. He had no choice but to stop there, looked at the direction the young man left and asked: "Uncle Master is really angry?"
Nan Dao responded calmly.
...
The reason why the young man was angry was probably not because You Chunshan secretly went to Xuanhu Yamen.
But that sentence, "Master, why didn't you persuade me this time?"
That's why I had that answer.
When the young man came out holding an umbrella, it was still the time of Weishen Zhizhi.
The dividing line between summer and autumn is actually not very obvious.
Those locust leaves are still green, and maybe some small locust beans are growing.
Nan Dao walked out of the alley silently holding an umbrella. Perhaps it was because he saw His Majesty here that day, so this time he subconsciously looked towards the palace.
Unfortunately not today.
After all, Shenhe is not so free that he can leave the palace every day, especially after leaving Huaidu for a year. Although all matters in the court are handled by the ministers one by one, it is probably because of the affairs of the Siwu Demon Mansion. Some troublesome stuff is left behind.
The young man didn't see His Majesty, so he naturally looked away and walked quietly on the streets of Huaidu holding an umbrella.
In fact, what happened in the alley of Tiangongsi was probably similar to some of the conversations in the Heavenly Prison.
It was still the boy's words - the world had never believed him.
It sounds nice to say that there are wildfires all over the world and it has nothing to do with young people, but in the final analysis, it is just that they would rather see wildfires than see some wind and snow falling on the world.
Nan Dao thought calmly and walked quietly.
Maybe I was really motivated at the beginning.
The young man under the umbrella turned back and looked in the direction of the East China Sea.
People like me, who may bring storms to the world at any time, should be like a prisoner, sitting on the top of that high cliff, and never hear any news from the world or the world, right?
Nan Dao felt a little cold in his heart, as if the wind and snow in the divine sea had fallen to the bottom of his heart.
But he actually understood that it was just a sad pleasure brought about by thinking about something with self-pity.
The young man shook his head and did not think about these things, which would only make him more lonely. He held an umbrella and carried a sword, walking on the crowded street.
The afternoon sun is shining on the bright red pavilions and guardrails high up in Sophora Capital. It looks very bright. The green Sophora japonica leaves are rustling in the wind. People are coming and going in the streets. Maybe it is true. Loud enough to drown out a lot of things.
Nan Dao walked for a long time holding an umbrella, but for some reason, he arrived at the Siwu Demon Mansion.
With the death of Shui Zaiping and many demon guards under the sect, the Siwu Demon Mansion also fell silent for the time being. During the Siwu period, there were no Siwu guards walking through the streets.
This area of Siwufang was rarely quiet.
People gathered leisurely under the trees on the street, eating melon seeds and discussing some things about the waiter in white.
Nan Dao stood there and looked at the demon mansion quietly, perhaps with some hatred in his heart. Those things were naturally difficult to let go of.
Maybe someone would indeed pay more attention to this young man because of such an umbrella-wielding servant who rebelled, and speculated on the relationship between the two - the original story probably only left this little suspense.
As Shui died in the bottle and the truth about the death of Minister of War was revealed, those things about the boy under the umbrella and the Heavenly Prison naturally became false accusations without conclusive evidence - at least in the eyes of the world.
How could Heavenly Prison accept a person from the twelfth floor?
This is simply more ridiculous than asking Li Asan, the original emperor of Huai'an, to marry a demon clan as his queen.
The young man did not think about these things. He just thought quietly that if Nanyi City fell and Lingnan was destroyed, he would not write to his husband anymore. Those words at the beginning would probably make the woman in the white dress hate him very much. .
Nan Dao couldn't help but think sadly.
Naturally, the world will not accept him. Even Tianshang Town, a place like a dream but not a dream, has become meaningless because of the death of Cao Weiying. It seems that he really has no place to stay.
Junior brother is so right.
The young man remembered what Le Chaotian said in the small building.
The state of loneliness. The state of loneliness.
The young man lowered his head, smiled softly, and then planned to turn around and leave.
But at this moment, he did hear the very calm voice of a certain Taoist.
"what are you doing here?"
Nan Dao turned around and saw Mei Xiyu walking slowly on the street.
Although this Taoist was imprisoned in Huaidu, he probably didn't have that many restrictions and could of course come and go freely.
Of course, what surprised the young man the most was that the Taoist man held a dozen water tofu in his hand.
Mei Xiyu is certainly not the kind of person who is passionate about human life.
A Taoist monk in the Qing Dynasty sits alone on a clear stream and looks at the plum grove alone.
The smell of fireworks makes people a little confused.
As if he could see the surprise in the young man's eyes, the Taoist just smiled, lifted the tofu in his hand and showed it to Nan Dao, and then said softly: "Chunhua seems to like eating fried tofu. It’s idle time, why not learn how to fry tofu to make it more delicious.”
I don’t know why, when Nan Dao heard the word spring flowers, he immediately felt tacky. It would be better to call them by their full names. Maybe there are too many spring flowers in the world. This is something that you can think of without having seen it.
But Xu Chunhua probably refers to something more distinct - a girl from the small town of Qingtian Road, wearing a floral skirt and holding a small white umbrella.
The young man was stunned for a moment, and then he realized something. He looked at Mei Xiyu with a complicated expression and said softly: "Senior brother, don't you know why she likes fried tofu?"
Mei Xiyu just smiled indifferently and stood on the street with tofu.
"Be more free and unrestrained - this is what Chen He said to me at the beginning. In fact, when I think of such a young man, my mood is of course complicated, but you also know that things like fate are indeed dependent on Impenetrable. Only looking back, not looking forward. All past stories, in a sense, have become a part of life. This is something that cannot be separated and cannot be denied and does not need to be denied - people themselves are An aggregate of thoughts composed of all the traces of life.”
The Taoist smiled slightly and looked at Nan Dao.
"Isn't it just because Xu Chunhua loves to eat tofu that she is not Xu Chunhua?"
Therefore, the Taoist who is sitting alone in the forest suddenly carries tofu and walks in the world. Of course, he can still be that Taoist.
Nan Dao probably didn't expect that he just subconsciously asked, but this Taoist said such a long list of things.
After a moment of silence, he said softly: "Why do I feel that my senior brother is talking about my appearance?"
Mei Xiyu turned to look at the Siwu Demon Mansion across the street, and said calmly: "Because you looked there in a daze for a long time, and didn't answer my questions. Instead, you became concerned about some weird and unusual things. Important things, I guess you must be thinking about something sad again."
Nan Dao sighed and said, "It seems you really don't believe me."
Mei Xiyu raised her eyebrows.
The young man stood under the umbrella with his sword in his hand and said calmly: "If the senior brothers believe in me, then they can beat me and scold me. Instead of trying to appease me when something happens, they are afraid that I will go to him if I have a wrong idea." A road of no return - this is the same as what the junior brother in Lingnan did."
Mei Xiyu was silent for a while and said softly: "That's true. It seems that we really have no way to trust you."
The young man calmed down and said softly: "Actually, I can understand. After all, trust has to pay a price, and the price of the wind and snow under the umbrella, even if Cao Weiying comes, I may not be able to bear it. I am not willing to trust, It’s also reasonable.”
Mei Xiyu frowned and looked at the boy, probably wanting to say something else.
Nan Dao smiled softly and said, "I can be open-minded, senior brother, don't worry about me."
Mei Xiyu looked at the boy deeply for a long time, then sighed, turned around, and said softly: "That is indeed a good thing."
The two of them stood quietly on the street of Siwufang.
Mei Xiyu looked at Nandao again.
"The matter at Siwu Demon Mansion has been over for a long time, why are you still in Huaidu?"
Nan Dao was silent for a while and said softly: "I recognized a nephew in the East China Sea..."
The young man stood there, perhaps expressing his feelings with a frown, but he was speaking very seriously.
Mei Xiyu stood there with tofu in hand and listened quietly.
The Weishen period is almost over.
Suddenly there was a huge roar in the world.
So thousands of streets are constantly rising and falling in that kind of ups and downs.
Night seemed to have fallen, but in fact it was just Siwufang falling under Sophora Capital.
As the young man spoke, he stopped and raised his head to look blankly at the world where the sun was slanting just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye it became a dome of fire hanging on the wall.
Mei Xiyu looked at the boy strangely and asked, "What's wrong?"
The young man came back to his senses and said softly: "It's nothing."
In fact, the young man was a little flustered for no reason just now - the storyteller suddenly experienced the change of day and night, and he could not help but feel that this was a life that was obviously long, but was also short.
Nan Dao lowered his head and continued: "The Dao Wen that Shanhe Guan Li Shi left in his heart has indeed become a big problem. His realm is too low, and he can bear the sword intent that can strip Dao Wen." He can't help it, and the Tiangong Division doesn't have a sophisticated enough mind to help him replace those things..."
Mei Xiyu listened quietly, pondered for a long time, and then said softly: "About Ji Kuo Zhi Xin, maybe... I know where you should go."
The young man looked at Mei Xiyu in surprise.
The latter looked calmly at the human world, which had just begun to change, and was so grand.
This is an extremely huge mechanical creation.
It can carry out subsidence like a vicissitudes of life day after day. Although the internal structure is unknown, it is naturally extremely precise.
It’s just that maybe it’s still not enough on some tiny creations.
But everyone in the world has always had his own merits.
Naturally, the Tiangong Division does not represent all civilizations in this world.
"Senior Xie Chaoyu is missing something, but he has a mirror."
Mei Xiyu said slowly.
Fortune telling has a mirror. This is something that the entire spiritual world knows.
It is said that chaos is hidden in the mirror and can be used to deduce destiny.
The original story of the little mouse demon in Nanyi River started when she accidentally stole the fortune teller's mirror.
Nan Dao had even seen such a mirror with his own eyes. When the Taoist showed him the operating principle of the Tianyan Machine in Xuansheyuan, the young man at that time probably didn't notice anything special about such a mirror. Yes, so the impression was not profound.
"That mirror...has a great origin?"
Nan Dao looked at Mei Xiyu and asked with some confusion.
Mei Xiyu said softly: "It doesn't mean that it has a great origin, but it is the way of Ji Kuo, the pinnacle of creation that has been developed for thousands of years. Of course, it is more than that, and it seems to imply the duality of existence and non-existence."
The duality of existence and non-being in the Taoist population is probably the missing door and the perfect door explained by Ye Zhuliu and Lu Xiaosan.
Nan Dao seemed to understand something. He looked at Mei Xiyu in surprise and said, "So what does senior brother mean?"
Mei Xiyu looked down at the boy under the umbrella.
"If you really think that replacing a heart can free the Donghai man named You Chunshan from Li Shi's Dao Wen, you can go to the Master Song to get the design drawings of Jikuo Heart, and go to Donghai Queyi Door."
"With the precision of Jikuo, the Tiangong Division might as well lack one, after all..."
The Taoist raised his head and looked at the dome walls hung with fire and mist.
"The only thing missing is fate."
