Sword Sect Garden, a pool.

The spring rain continued, Cong Xin sat on the green vine swing under the peach house, holding the peach blossom that Nandao gave her and was about to wither, and seemed to be a little sad.

There was a sound of footsteps not far away, and Cong Xin looked up and saw a man drenched in the spring rain walking towards a pool.

The man looked to be about forty years old, younger than Cong Blade, wearing a wide white robe, with an ancient crown, and a cyan jade pendant hanging from his waist, with the word "suspension" on it.

"Huh!" Cong Xin put away those small emotions and looked at the man with some surprise, "What are you doing in the Sword Sect today?" ”

The man seemed to be a little annoyed, walking quickly and hurriedly, looking at Cong Xin at the end of the trail, he smiled reluctantly, and said, "There is something wrong with finding Cong Blade." ”

"Oh." Cong thought about it, seemed to understand something, pointed to the entrance of a pool and said, "He just sleeps in it, you just go directly." ”

The man nodded and walked straight into the pool.

Cong Xin put the peach blossom on his shoulder and covered his ears.

"Cong Blade, you bastard, get out of here!"

A man's voice came from a pool.

Cong Xin covered his ears and sat on the swing and swayed leisurely.

The peach blossom that was about to wither slowly bloomed again.

Cong Jian woke up from his sleep in a daze, looked at the man who was glaring at him under the peach tree, yawned, sat up with a smile, and said, "Brother Qing, why are you so angry? ”

It turned out that person was the president of the Hanging Academy.

Qing Xiang saw that Cong Jian still had the face to ask like this, and immediately became angry, picked up the sword under the peach tree, threw it to Cong Blade, and said angrily: "What's the matter? Cong Blade, you can sleep in your lazy sleep, and lead the person under the umbrella to my hanging courtyard, you can do this kind of lack of morality? Come on, come on, today you and I are only one who can get out of this pool. ”

Cong Jian caught the sword, calmly threw it aside, and calmly persuaded: "Brother Qing, you are also a scholar, how can you be so rude?" ”

As he spoke, he took out a pot of wine from behind him and said, "Yesterday, a disciple went out to play cards and won a pot of good wine. ”

Qing Xiang snatched the wine jug angrily, drank it all in two sips, his anger seemed to have subsided a little, he raised the wine jug and looked at it twice, threw it under the tree, stretched out his hand to Cong Blade, and said angrily: "That's it?" ”

Cong Blade smiled slightly and said, "That's not it. ”

After that, he looked at Cong Xin under a wooden house outside the pond and said, "Where's the wine?" ”

Cong Xin snorted, returned to the wooden house on the tree, and then hugged a large wine jar bigger than her, held it above her head, ran over, and threw it under the peach tree.

Then he left the pool in a broken mind.

"Hmph, they're all lazy, so they call me."

Cong Jian looked at Cong Xin's back and said with a smile: "Let them help you buy more delicious food another day." ”

"Hmph." Cong Xin's snort was a little quieter.

Cong Jian looked back at Qing Xiang who was sitting in front of the wine jar, raised his hand and picked two peach blossom rolls to make a wine glass, filled two glasses of wine, handed one to Qing Xiang, and said, "Brother Qing, please." ”

Qing Xiang took the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, and handed over another glass.

.....

Half an hour later, Qing Xiang sat at the head of the bridge, put his arm on Cong Blade's shoulder and said, "Cong Blade.... Belch..... You're not kind. ”

Cong Jian held the first glass of wine and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, come, Brother Qing, you and I will have another drink." ”

"Good!"

......

Another half hour later.

Qing Xiang held the peach blossom cup and leaned on the guardrail, and said vaguely: "How do I feel that Cong Blade has bad intentions for your kid?" ”

Cong Jian sat at the head of the bridge, sipped his wine, and laughed softly: "Brother Qing, where are these words, you and I have been friends for thousands of years, like brothers and sisters, don't you know me?" ”

Qing Xiangxiang stood up suddenly, patted the column and said: "What I said is, between you and me, why don't you say much, Brother Cong and I are heart-to-heart, how can I use my brains against Brother Cong, I will punish myself." ”

Tuntuntun.

......

Half an hour later.

Qing Xiang fell on the bridge, still holding the wine glass in his hand, grabbed the corner of Cong Blade's clothes, and said vaguely: "What am I doing here?" ”

Cong Jian broke away Qing Xiang's hand, pulled out the peach blossom wine glass that was about to be crushed and put it aside, and said with a soft smile: "Brother Qing wants to come here to ask for something." ”

Qing Xiang squinted at the sky for a long time, patted his head, and said, "Yes, I remember." ”

Cong Jian looked at Qing Xiang with a smile and asked, "What is the matter?" ”

Qing Xiang sat up on the bridge deck, leaned on the guardrail and said, "Someone stole something from the Hanging Courtyard." ”

Cong Blade asked, "What is it?" ”

"The bones of the young master." Qing Xiang looked at Cong Jian and said slowly. "It was stolen a year ago, and the General Hospital of the Hanging Courtyard has been tracking it for so long, and there is still no clue."

Cong Blade frowned and said, "You want me to help?" ”

"I can't find the great witch who can migrate in the world, you also practice Buddhism, and you know cause and effect, maybe you can help you find out."

Hearing this, Cong Jian looked at the sword on the side, the word "inch" above the sword exuded a faint sword intent, and said softly: "Do you know what impact my sword will have on the human world if it disappears into the Human Sword Sect?" ”

The prime minister was silent for a moment and said, "If you have a clear conscience, why should you be afraid of your sword? ”

Cong Jian shook his head and said, "The Human Sword Sect never asks who has a good conscience, we only look at whether the general trend of the human world is stable. ”

Qing Xiang looked at the flowing water under the bridge, held the piece of hanging jade on his waist in his hand and kept stroking it.

"I need a second, a good sword that is not known to the world."

Cong Blade slowly said such a request.

"Where?"

"In Nanke Town, there is a blacksmith from the East China Sea, he is the best blacksmith in the world."

Qing Xiang pondered Cong Blade's sentence drunkenly, and suddenly felt that something was not quite right, tilted his head and thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered.

"Okay, you Cong Blade, didn't you already calculate everything?"

Cong Jian just looked at Qing Xiang with a slight smile and said, "How do you know that this is not the original intention of fate?" ”

Qing Xiang stood up angrily and staggered towards the outside of the pool.

"Don't coax me with that nonsense that is missing."

Cong Jian looked at Qing Xiang's back from behind and asked, "Don't drink anymore?" ”

"Don't drink it, let's go to that town and talk about it."

"The kid under the umbrella?"

"That's it, I still have to owe his father a favor, how embarrassed to drive people away."

The prime minister walked out helplessly.

Cong Xin stood at the door, and after sending Qing Xiang away, he looked at Cong Blade by the pool and asked, "After so many times, why doesn't he still have a long memory, and he is made a fool every time?" ”

Cong Jian sat on the edge of the bridge and said with a soft smile: "How can anyone who has been in the Great Dao for thousands of years be drunk, but it is just tacit. ”

The friendship between Cong Jian and Qing Xiang is naturally excellent.

"You old men just have a hard time talking." Cong Xin pursed her lips and turned to go back to her cabin.

Cong Jian just smiled and said, "Zhang Xiaoyu should be back, ask him to come to the pond for a trip." ”

Cong Xin sighed and went in the opposite direction.

Zhang Xiaoyu had just returned from the Hanging Courtyard at this time, and was watching and playing cards in the gatehouse.

I lost all my money last night, and I still owe a lot of debt to the South Island, so I have to watch it.

Then I heard Cong Xin shouting weakly in the garden.

"Zhang Xiaoyu, Zhang Xiaoyu...."

The voice was as weak as a female ghost, which scared Zhang Xiaoyu, and he almost thought that he was haunted by a resentful ghost.

In the end, he reluctantly left the porter, and before leaving, he did not forget to ask the disciples who could borrow some money.

On the way to a pond, Zhang Xiaoyu kept fantasizing about the happy life after the next month's salary.

Play two tables of mahjong at the same time, one side of the self-touch, the other side of the day.

So that these players in Nanyi City can see what time comes to run.

Then, as soon as he walked to the edge of a pool, he saw the clump blade lying under the peach tree bridge all day standing up unprecedentedly, looking down at the fish by the edge of the entrance path to the pool.

Zhang Xiaoyu walked over with a smile and said, Master, are you finally willing to take a look?

Then he saw Cong Blade turn around with a dark face, still holding a shoe in his hand.

Zhang Xiaoyu ran away, but as soon as he turned around, he crashed into the sword intent of the full garden that rose at some point, and was knocked back.

Cong Blade grabbed Zhang Xiaoyu's collar and pumped his back as soon as he shoeed.

"You say yes, you say. Let me get started with the South Island. Cong Jian said as he smoked Zhang Xiaoyu. Why don't you go to heaven? ”

"I was wrong, Master, I was wrong." Zhang Xiaoyu struggled and begged for mercy.

Cong Blade twitched several times before letting go of his hand, leaving Zhang Xiaoyu in the grass on the side, and then turned around and walked out.

Zhang Xiaoyu lay in the grass and looked at the sword intent everywhere, realized that Cong Jian was going to lock himself here, and said with a bitter face: "Don't leave me here, Master." ”

The sound of the blades came from a small path outside the pool.

"Take out my sword and put it in Congxin's house, if you can't take it out, don't think about going out to play cards, I won't help you ask for leave over there in the Hanging Courtyard."

Zhang Xiaoyu wailed and bounced up.

Turning his head to look at the side under the peach tree, the sword intent that enveloped the entire pool came from that 'square inch'.

Zhang Xiaoyu subconsciously wanted to draw the sword, but after touching the air, he remembered that the sword was not on his body, and picked up a slender branch from the grass.

"Fight, Zhang Xiaoyu."

"For the work of three taels of silver a month!"

Cong Jian left a pond and walked calmly in the Sword Sect garden.

The sound of playing cards can be heard everywhere.

Cong Blade felt a little ashamed.

The Human Sword Sect began to play cards because of him.

Even because of some things back then, the whole Lingnan began to play cards.

Cong Jian thought as he walked to the gate of the Sword Sect.

There were four or five disciples playing cards in the gatehouse.

They were fighting hard as they walked in.

The short disciple who had stopped Nandao at the door was holding a whiteboard and hesitated for a long time, and was about to fight out when he was held by a hand.

"You shouldn't play this card, Hulu."

Everyone looked up, only to find that Cong Blade had walked out today.

So he hurriedly got up and saluted.

"Master."

Cong Blade waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you continue." ”

Everyone sat down, and the dwarf Hulu put the cards back, looked at Cong Blade and asked, "Which card should I play, Master?" ”

Cong Blade took a red card and hit it.

"You should hit this one."