The moonlight is like snow, fluttering and falling.
The man stood in front of the courtyard, facing the cold wind that kept whistling at night, and raised his head to look up at the starry sky, seeing the bright moonlight and the dots of stars.
Look at the white rainbow piercing the sky...
Like a painter who was dissatisfied with his work, he used a pen dipped in white paint to split the carefully sketched starry sky into two halves in the middle.
The white rainbow was very conspicuous, like a knife cutting the silent night into two parts.
Jiangcheng is very quiet under the night, but the man under the white rainbow is extremely silent. He is even more silent than this silent night, like a lonely poet.
"hehe……"
Xia Zhichan opened his mouth. He wanted to smile, but the corners of his mouth seemed to be hit by a huge boulder and he couldn't lift it up.
After squeezing his throat a few times, he finally forced out a few laughs that were even worse than crying. It was so hard that he couldn't even listen to it.
The white rainbow gradually disappeared into the distance.
The man looked at the direction Bai Hong left, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart. He just stood there blankly, letting the moonlight envelope him.
"You're leaving...without saying a word?"
Xia Zhichan frowned and whispered at the same time.
How did he know that Jiang Qin would leave at this moment today? The answer is that he simply doesn't know! Yes, he had no idea that Jian Hong would see the woman leaving Jiangcheng today.
It was just because I felt an unusual feeling when I was meditating, so I subconsciously walked out of the house to relax, and then I accidentally ran into this scene.
After entering the entry level, it seems that he has really started to become a little different. He is not just able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as he imagined, but he has really begun to get closer to the "Tao" and pursue a path beyond this world. the rule of.
He didn't speak for a long time.
The crescent moon, as curved as a hook, slowly swayed and walked down from the mid-heaven step by step. Finally, it looked into the eyes of the rising sun, and ran to catch up on its sleep. Alas, working the night shift is difficult.
It's getting slightly brighter.
The cold morning dew fell on the man's hair and temples, gradually turning into translucent snowflakes, glowing with crystal white color.
Not only was there a thin layer of white frost in his hair, but also on his shoulders. It was not until dawn that he could see it clearly, and little bits of fine snow fell like flying catkins.
Oh, it's snowing...so nice.
The man stood there, watching the surrounding scenery become a little bit stained with the color of snow, even the tall bamboo leaves in the corner were slightly stained.
He stretched out his palm and watched the fine snow falling into his palm. It seemed as if there was no weight at all and no cold touch. It was as if a snowflake had been absorbed directly into his palm.
"It's good to go... I should probably leave too."
Xia Zhichan has been recuperating these days, but her body still hasn't recovered much, but at least there is no problem riding a horse. She can't stay in Jiangcheng forever.
My mission is not over yet, and there are still three missing golden and jade human head fragments that have not been found. Such extremely evil things can easily breed monsters and monsters if they are not removed.
He seemed to have found motivation again, and the stiffness on his face faded little by little.
"Yes, we haven't finished what we promised yet..."
As Xia Zhichan spoke, she patted her cheek with her hand and said mockingly:
"Now is not the time to indulge in women's sex. Xia Zhichan, you need to be more successful. Don't leave this woman and forget your last name."
In fact, it was inevitable for Jiang Qin to leave. Even if they settled on a Taoist couple relationship, it was just a verbal agreement between the two of them. There is a complete set of procedures for people in the world to get married. For monks like them to become Taoist couples, there is also a set of procedures to follow.
So now the two of them still have to separate temporarily, but they didn't expect it to happen so soon, so suddenly, and without even a farewell.
The gap in the heart cannot be repaired for a while, we can only bury it deep in the heart little by little and let it heal little by little over time.
"Hmph! Woman, I want you to look good next time we meet!"
It seemed like he was saying harsh words, and it also seemed like he was just cheering himself up.
Xia Zhichan calmed down and was about to go back to the room when she heard a confused voice coming from behind:
"Who do you want to be good-looking?"
It was Nan Er's voice. He always got up early because he had to practice martial arts. Today, when he opened the door, he saw Xia Zhichan, who had been lying in bed recently, standing in the courtyard. He looked like he had been standing there for a long time. It's time.
His hair and body were covered in snow.
Xia Zhichan usually likes to wear white clothes with snow on her head. From a distance, she would have thought someone had built a snowman in the courtyard.
Nan Er is just the opposite of Xia Zhichan. He always wears smart black clothes. Even if it is snowing, he just wears a thin leather jacket to put on his body.
He is a swordsman who travels around the world. Even if his black clothes are stained with blood, it will not be obvious. He does not wear heavy clothes to maintain his skills. After all, if you dress like a bear, you don't have to fight. It makes you laugh. Can make the other person laugh to death.
"Who do you want to be good-looking?"
Nan Er walked over, fearing that the other party wouldn't hear. After standing next to Xia Zhichan's snowman, he asked the same question again.
"I want you to look good!"
Xia Zhichan rolled her eyes at him angrily, then shook the fine snow on her shoulders and patted it with her palm.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you're so angry... You didn't let that Chang'e dump you, did you?"
Nan Er just said it casually, but when he saw Xia Zhichan's face darken instantly, he was shocked and thought to himself that he couldn't really be right, could he?
"I think your skin is itchy. Are you looking for a beating?"
Xia Zhichan deliberately raised his fist and shook it as if to demonstrate. Although with his current physical condition, he would definitely lose if he really fought, but as the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose the battle, so you must have enough momentum now.
"No, don't fight."
Nan Er shook his head like a rattle. He even took two steps back to widen the distance between the two people, as if to avoid it.
But there was no trace of fear on his face, instead there was a disdainful smile:
"You are a wounded patient, even if I win, it will be disgraceful."
Nan Er didn't say the last part of the sentence. It would be even more embarrassing if he lost the fight. He still has to save face, especially in front of his only friend.
He didn't even give Xia Zhichan a chance to refute, he just took out the sword in his hand and practiced his sword skills with the light snow falling in the sky.
Generally speaking, knights will not practice martial arts in front of others, because once all their moves are exposed, the other party will most likely steal his skills and then study how to break them.
There are no tricks in this world that are invincible in a hundred battles, only people who are invincible in a hundred battles.
Therefore, as a good knight, one must not only have strong martial arts skills, but also have the ability to adapt to changing circumstances, and even often create new moves based on existing moves in a specific environment.
However, there is no need to avoid any taboos between Nan Er and Xia Zhichan.
The light of the knife flew past, and the white flowers looked like snow.
It is snowing lightly in the sky, but it is snowing heavily inside the bamboo forest courtyard.
Nan Er's superb knife skills stirred up the fine snow that had just fallen, and a white blizzard rolled up in the courtyard.
The bamboo in the corner was blown by the wind and made a thumping sound.
Xia Zhichan narrowed her eyes, as if admiring this rare sword dance in the snow.
The knife is wrapped in the wind and snow, and the snow carries the blade.
During the dance, no one could be seen at all, and only the white snowballs could be seen spinning rapidly in the courtyard, and occasionally the sound of the blade cutting through the wind and snow could be heard.
Sa——
Daytime, white snow, white knife.
It's no wonder that Xia Zhichan squinted his eyes. In such a rapidly winding snow, his eyes could hardly tell which ones were blades and which ones were white snow.
An ordinary charlatan might have been stabbed directly in the body without even being able to see the blade. The more stupid ones might have had their heads chopped off without even realizing it.
boom!
The white snow mass exploded, and the figure in black clothes inside was finally revealed. The long knife in his hand made a white mark in the air, and then returned to the scabbard in the blink of an eye.
The white mark did not stay in the air, but flew out and hit the far wall at an extremely fast speed. Then there was a crisp sound and a white knife mark appeared on the wall. .
This is just a little residual power from the move just now. If someone is really hit, it will definitely become two parts in the middle.
But this move is too ruthless. Nan Er has never used it on anyone since he learned it. After all, it is too cruel to cut a person in half. Drawing the sword is better, even though the knife pierces the heart. , at least a whole body was left.
"How's it going? Isn't it awesome?"
Nan Er sheathed his sword. Even in such a cold morning, there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but his eyes were very proud.
The white mark on the wall was made by using the snow on his knife.
This kind of move is simply miraculous in the world of martial arts. Most people can swing a sword with great force, but few can do this with sword energy alone.
"so so."
Xia Zhichan put his fingers together and waved them randomly a few times. He was a Taoist, not an ordinary wanderer. Not to mention that the sword energy left a white mark on the wall with the snow, even if it was the entire wall. Even if the wall collapsed, he felt that it was just ordinary.
"Bah! You are just a tough talker. Why don't you come and show me? This is a skill I have practiced hard for ten years."
Nan Eryi glared, you can insult his person, but you can't insult his knife... Uh, something seems to be wrong. It should be that you can insult his knife, but you can't insult his person?
You can’t insult him anyway!
"Then take a look..."
Xia Zhichan stretched out her two fingers and made the same knife-swinging motion as Nan Er.
Snapped!
There is an extra white spot on the wall.
