The snow in the courtyard was piling up, and there were footprints scattered on it, and the fire in the house had not yet been extinguished. The quilt was piled up at the head of the bed without rules, and some clothes that had not been washed for a long time were scattered on the side.

The disciples of Gushan have their own rules, and their daily life and rest will never be so lazy, at least the sheets are neat, the quilts are neat, and the ground must be clean, never as dirty as this. But even if someone saw the situation in this room, they would never say anything.

If it weren't, it would have made them wonder that the sun was coming up from the south!

Zhang has always been like this.

He had been in Gushan for several months, and those disciples probably had an impression of him as lazy, idle, and wasteful.

Master Zuo has never been here again, and I wonder if he has given up on taking him as an apprentice.

The strange thing is that although he still went his own way, he once brought back a few bottles of wine from the town tavern, and after being reported by a certain disciple, Master Yi came and trained him to be a dog blood sprayer, but he was not driven down the mountain after that.

The reason for this is not Zuo Shi's intercession, but a letter that suddenly flew from the ice and snow wilderness not long ago.

After reading the letter, the ambassador didn't say anything, and in fact he didn't need to say anything more, so he had to turn a blind eye to the idle man according to the contents of the letter.

Since he broke through two realms in a row, and then went to the Great Wilderness to grind, whether it was the Lonely Mountain or the rest of the sects on the continent, they had been paying close attention.

Of course, Gushan values it more, so he is very willing to respect his ideas.

But Ambassador Lingyun still has his own opinion, if he still hasn't done anything in the sword test at the beginning of spring, then whatever he says will make this guy get out.

Of course, Zhang Ze didn't know this, but he still did the same.

Because of the weather, he rarely went to sleep outside the Sword Trial Forest again, and I don't know if the bamboo chair had already been removed.

These days he is still too lazy to sleep, or he gets up and sits in a daze, and occasionally goes out for a walk when it snows. He would often run down the hill at night to a tavern in Linji Town, where someone was always drinking.

Someone is a very mysterious person.

Especially the realm he showed when he defeated the two hearts last time made him a little surprised, he thought that he was really just a drinker idler, or even more idle than him, but the truth is also like this, he is really just a drinker who is addicted to alcohol.

As for idleness, although he is already a well-known idler in Gushan, he may not be as idle as him.

Whether it's morning, noon, evening, or late at night, whenever he enters a tavern, he can always be seen.

He doesn't seem to be doing anything for a day but drinking.

He was indeed a very mysterious man, not only did he know everything in the lonely mountain, but he also seemed to know him well.

He regarded him as a friend, and he naturally regarded him as a friend, so there was no need to say more.

One night, Zhang Ze had slept deeply, and the night was even deeper.

In his sleep, he was suddenly awakened by a sound. He got up and looked around the room, believing that there was no such thing as a haunting.

So he found the sword.

The sword that looked broken and dirty.

He had tried to grind it, but it was still the same after grinding.

He remembered that he had ignored the sword for a while.

Starlight sprinkled on the sword, but it was still not sharp.

He was very sleepy, and he was woken up, and of course he was not in a good mood, so he asked impatiently, "What do you want me to do?

The voice in the sword said, "My body has been destroyed, and my soul has been locked in this monument for decades. ”

He said, "But I'm going to sleep." ”

The voice in the sword said: "You took this sword with you when you rose the monument at sunrise, and you promised to help me." ”

He said, "I remember, there was such a thing. ”

The voice in the sword said, "So what exactly are you doing in a day?"

"Of course it's to do what I'm supposed to do," he said. ”

"Doing nothing all day? that's what you're going to do?"

"I'm sleepy," he said. ”

The voice in the sword said, "Since you have taken this sword, you must inherit my sword." ”

He said, "As I said, I don't practice, and I don't inherit the sword. ”

The voice in the sword suddenly laughed: "You are really a smart person, a smart person who can pretend to be confused." ”

He said, "Why do you say that?"

The voice in the sword said: "Concealment is also a kind of pretending to be confused. ”

"I don't understand what you're talking about," he said. ”

The voice in the sword said: "But you have to use the sword of the lonely mountain in the lonely mountain." ”

Zhang Ze was finally very sober, he looked at the moonlight outside the window, and said for a long time: "Okay, I can think about it." ”

The voice in the sword said, "I hope it won't be too long." ”

A few days later, another night.

The voice in the sword sounded again: "Have you thought about it?"

Zhang Ze had already struggled with his sleepy eyes and said, "I haven't thought about it yet." ”

The voice in the sword said: "Okay, inheriting my sword means worshipping me as a teacher, you can think about it again." ”

And a few days later, one night.

Zhang Ze had come back drunk, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

That night, the voice in the sword shouted to him many times, but he never woke up.

It wasn't until the second day that Zhang Ze opened his eyes and saw the sword hanging from the center of his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

The voice in the sword said angrily: "Do you know that I called you all night. ”

Zhang Ze was already a little embarrassed and said, "I drank too much, I really didn't hear it." ”

The voice in the sword said, "I'm waiting for your answer. ”

Zhang Ze had already stroked the sword body with his fingers, like coaxing an old cat with open paws and about to go crazy, and said, "I've been too busy these days, can you give me a few more days?"

Jianzhong's voice said coldly: "Busy drinking and sleeping?"

There is always a time to wake up when you drink and sleep.

Zhang Ze already smiled: "I will definitely give you the answer tomorrow night." ”

The voice in the sword said: "You have to think carefully, even if there is only me in this sword, I can still kill you." ”

In fact, on the night of the second day, Zhang Ze did not come back, but got drunk with someone at a tavern.

Like mud.