Nandao held an umbrella and went up to the third floor, as soon as he entered the building was a door, Nandao pushed the door open, and a rotten breath came to his face, it seemed that it had been silent for a long time, Nandao breathed the dusty breath in the air, and couldn't help coughing twice.

Then he began to look around the room.

There was nothing in it, just an empty hallway, curving upwards and going nowhere.

Nandao inexplicably felt a little weird, there were many middle school students in the Hanging Courtyard Academy, and it stands to reason that this place should not look like this, as if no one had been here for decades.

After standing hesitantly at the door for a while, Nandao still walked down the corridor, maybe this is exactly what Cong Blade said?

Nandao walked carefully in the corridor with an umbrella, there were many strange reliefs on the walls on both sides, but a thick layer of dust had been covered on them, and Nandao raised his hand to wipe it with his sleeve, while watching.

It's a few carvings, but it doesn't seem to be continuous.

There are high cliffs in the carvings, and there are also prosperous cities in the world.

Someone was standing on the edge of the cliff, and a sword came.

Then the clouds floated, and I didn't know where it went.

Nandao finally reached the end of the hallway, stood cautiously in the doorway, looked around for a long time, and then carefully pushed the door open.

It is a cliff full of spring.

Cliff Ping?

Nandao tried to turn around, only to find that the door was gone.

He stood on the cliff.

Flowers and weeds grew luxuriantly, swaying in the wind. There is a trail on the cliff that leads to the edge.

Nandao held an umbrella and looked around and walked over, the high cliff was windy, and Nandao felt a little chilly. Until he walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down at the cliff, Nandao was stunned.

It's not a sea of clouds below.

It's a lake of water.

However, what is frightening is that the shadow of the South Island is not reflected in the water.

It's a peach blossom.

Peach blossoms with umbrellas.

Nandao shuddered and fell backwards.

It took a long time for Nandao to come back to his senses, and he felt some pain on his right hand, and when he raised his hand, he found that there was a broken stone tablet on the edge of the cliff on the side, and the broken sharp corners on it cut the palm of his hand, which was dyed with a patch of blood.

The blood was slowly sliding downward. Landed in some grooves covered with dirt.

Nandao raised his hand and picked up the dirt next to the broken monument, on which were some words.

White Yujing in the sky, five cities on the twelfth floor.

The immortals caressed my top, and my hair grew forever.

There's a word missing in the middle.

It was as if someone had cut it off with a sword.

What does that mean?

Nandao sat there stunned.

Nandao thought about it for a long time, but didn't understand what it meant.

Immortals, immortals?

Nandao gave up studying the stone, he didn't know what time it was, he didn't want to miss the afternoon when he went to Qiuxi'er to learn swords, he stood up with an umbrella and walked around on the cliff flat, but there was only that path on it except for flowers and weeds.

Nandao returned to the end of the trail and stood on the edge of the cliff, silently watching the lake below.

Raising his eyes and looking out of the cliff, there was a large sea of clouds in the distance, and it was no longer clear beyond the sea of clouds.

Nandao looked at it for a long time, and his eyes began to sour a little, so he closed his eyes and raised his hand to rub his eyes.

Suddenly, a familiar voice came from behind him.

"What are you doing here?"

Nandao turned around, only to find that it was the young man downstairs who was pushing his shoulder.

"Hey, you're in too?"

The young man looked at Nandao with some confusion and said, "Why can't I come in?" ”

Only then did Minamijima come back to his senses and look around, it turned out that he was still on the second floor of the library, looking at the stairs leading to the third floor in a daze.

"What's up there?"

Nandao asked, pointing there.

"Above?" The young man walked up with his legs up, then pushed the door open, and the light from outside the door shone in. "There's a listening platform up there, if you're tired of watching, you can come up and sit."

Nandao walked up in silence, it was really just a platform, with a guardrail on the edge, and some tables and chairs and low couches placed there. Nandao walked to the edge and saw the whole of the Hanging Courtyard here.

Beyond the bamboo forest are the three major faculties, and the students are hurrying along the path. Then there are various bamboo forests, the magnolia forest on the right, the Jingsi Lake, and the plum forest and the spring garden on the left.

Nandao raised his hand, his right hand intact, as if Fang Cai was really just wandering for a while.

The young man walked towards the edge of the platform again, where there was a door, and when he pushed it open, it was not a mysterious place, but rather a rest room.

"This is where I sleep, if you are tired, you can come and sleep." The young man looked back at Nandao and said.

"Are you the gentleman in the courtyard or?"

"I'm not, a few days ago, the courtyard recruited people to sort out the books in the library, and I gave 500 wen a month, and I came." The young man shrugged his shoulders and said. "You're a student?"

"I'm not, I'm the porter." Nandao said.

"Yo, it's a peer." The young man looked at Nandao and said happily.

"Well, do you have anything to be happy about?" Nandao didn't understand the young man's expression.

"Hello peers, the courtyard is too boring, those students are too boring, although the gentlemen are fine, but they are too polite and polite, and they are always busy. The concierge is different, before Lao Mei came here to drink tea when she had nothing to do, listen to the wind and listen to the rain, it was very interesting. The young man looked very happy, sitting on a deck chair, looking at the scenery in the courtyard, and talking constantly.

"By the way, my name is Chen He, the crane of Xianyun Wild Crane, what is your name?"

"South Island."

"Okay, Brother Nan, do you drink tea?" Chen He asked.

Nandao said very sincerely: "I don't drink tea, I used to drink alcohol, and I drank it for more than ten years. ”

Chen He was stunned for a moment, then looked at Nandao and said with a smile: "It's okay to drink, I'll go out to buy some wine and come back another day, let's have a good chat." ”

Nandao thought for a moment and said, "Okay. ”

The two sat on the listening platform for a while, Nandao looked at the leisurely Chen He and asked, "Do you often lie on it, what if you lose your books below?" ”

Chen He said indifferently: "It's okay, the gentlemen said when they came in, as long as they tidy up the books in the library every night, it doesn't matter if they are lost or not, there will be rewards if they are lost." ”

"Reward?"

"That's right, if you lose a book, you will be rewarded with a hundred yuan, I heard that the person used to be here, and he went back with a bunch of books every day, and then he went to the gentlemen in the courtyard to get the money next month, and then he was found by the gentlemen, blocked in the alley and beat him. I cried so much that I was miserable. ”

Nandao was somewhat silent.

But I heard Chen He continue to speak.

"But I heard that kid is back again, and he is still a gentleman in the courtyard, what is Zhang Xiaoyu, this name is not as good as my Chen He."

When Nandao heard what the man did, he thought that it might be Zhang Xiaoyu who did it, but he didn't expect it to be him, no wonder he was chased around in the courtyard like a street rat all day long.

Thinking of this unlucky senior brother like a living treasure, Nandao also had a smile on his face.

After sitting and listening to Chen He's nonsense for a while, Nandao got up and took his leave.

Chen He was obviously a little reluctant, and walked downstairs with Nandao, and asked at the door when Nandao would come over next time, so that he could prepare some drinks.

Nandao thought about it for a while and said a few days.

"It's a deal."

Chen He stood at the door with a smile, sent Nandao away, and began to sleep behind the counter.

Nandao estimated the hour, went to Wenhua Temple to eat something, and then rushed to Jingsi Lake.

Merlin Building.

The white-clothed scholar stood against the railing, quietly looking at Nandao shuttling in the courtyard.

Yun Hu didn't know how to stand beside him.

"Master, the student has something to understand." Yun Hu asked very respectfully.

The prime minister held a wine jug in his hand, which looked similar to the one brought by Nandao at the beginning, and there was a jug of wine in the jug.

It's peach blossom wine.

"You want to ask about the South Island?"

"Yes."

Qing Xiang raised the wine jug in his hand to his lips, sniffed it, seemed to hesitate, and after a long time, he made up his mind to take a sip, and then said happily: "It's actually very simple, because there is a person who wants to see something, but he is very hesitant, afraid of being stained with cause and effect, so he simply threw it at my hanging courtyard, pretending to have nothing to do with him." ”

"What's in this Hanging Courtyard?"

Qing Xiang looked at the world for a long time, and the wind blew with a chill.

"Don't say it, don't ask about it."

Yun Hu didn't know how to ask any more, and instead said, "The person you are talking about is the Sect Master of the Cong Blade?" ”

When the prime minister heard this, he snorted coldly and said, "Isn't this old bastard or who?" When the young master was still there, he kept running to Huangliang, always feeling that why the destiny of heaven was in the young master and not in him, and then after the young master died for hundreds of years, he settled down, lying on the bridge every day and dreaming of spring and autumn. ”

Yun Hu didn't know how to laugh softly and said, "Who is a cultivator who can come this far and doesn't have to dream. ”

Qing Xiang was silent for a while, and said: "Yes, speaking of which, in fact, I don't have the face to scold him, this old calf is like this, and I am naturally like this." ”

"Otherwise, you wouldn't really let Nandao stay in the courtyard."

Qing Xiang sighed, looked back at Yun Hu and said, "I don't know." ”

"What's the matter?"

"Don't say I meant it."

“......”

"He's scared, and I'm scared. Whoever is in the arms of this thing is panicking. ”

Yun Hu didn't know how to laugh softly and said, "Okay, next time I'll say what I mean." ”

Qing Xiang sighed, looked at Nandao who was walking towards Jingsi Lake, and said, "It's not anyone's intention, he wants to come by himself, we can't move this Hanging Courtyard back to Huangliang." ”

Qing Xiang had a headache, thinking about it, he still wanted to beat Cong Blade.

Qing Xiang patted the railing while watching the world drink wine, and for a long time, he exclaimed, "Oops, I accidentally finished drinking." ”

Then he handed the wine jug in his hand to Yun Hu Buzhi, and said, "You give this to Nandao, just say that his father gave it to him, hmm..... I want him to practice hard and not be homesick. That's right, it's about lovesickness. ”

Yun Hu didn't know how to cover his forehead, took the wine jug, sighed, and said, "It's very difficult for students to do it like this." ”

Qing Xiang thought for a while and said, "Why don't you give it?" ”

Yun Hu left the small building with a black face and a wine jug.

By the way, I retracted the good words I said to Nandao about the prime minister in my heart.