Nandao walked out of the Bailan Forest and walked out along the path, and saw the young master of Nanyi City, Beitai, sitting on the steps of the gate with a green vine in his mouth.

Nanjima walked over and asked curiously, "What are you doing sitting here?" ”

"Waiting for you."

Beitai said it succinctly.

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

Nandao stood by the door with an umbrella, a little strange.

Beitai smiled and said, "Aren't you inquiring about Hua Wuxi's whereabouts?" ”

Nandao fell silent.

"I know he hired someone to kill you in Nanyi City yesterday, but it seems that he didn't succeed." Beitai held a branch in his mouth, looked at the moss growing luxuriantly in the alley in the spring, and said with a smile, "It seems that you kid, there is something, the killers of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect didn't kill you?" ”

"I just got away with it." Nandao said sullenly.

Beitai snorted lightly, spit out the green vine that had been chewed bloody and blurred, and said, "Someone picked up a corpse in the lower reaches of the Nanyi River this morning. ”

Nandao held the umbrella tightly.

"But don't worry, I happened to be wandering around at the time, and I said that the man had lost his footing and drowned." Beitai said with a smile, "So he took a knife and cut his neck, saying that he hit a stone in the water and cut his neck." ”

"How many people saw it?"

Beitai thought for a moment and said, "About dozens of people? But don't worry, I said it was drowned, and even if Kamigawa comes, I won't refute it. ”

Nandao sighed and said, "The Northern Prince is indeed the first Prince of Nanyi City. ”

Beitai put his hands behind his head, leaned back against the door, and said, "That's nature." ”

"But why do you want to help me when you know it?" Nandao squatted down under the umbrella, tilted his head to look at the lazy prince on the side and asked. "I don't think you look like such a nosy person."

Kitadai casually looked at the sky, and the spring sky was very clear, and there was no rain, which made it look very comfortable. Of course, it is unknown whether Bei Gongzi feels comfortable because of the good weather, or because Hua Wuxi feels comfortable.

"Because I've never really liked this guy."

"Why?"

"Because he used to be very close to Hell." Beitai said, thought about it again, and said, "To be precise, Beiwu Dao and Heavenly Hell are very close. They have always wanted to spread their influence to Huai'an. These in Nanyi City is bad enough, and they still want to come in and intervene. ”

Beitai looked at Nandao and said, "So you say, why should I help you?" ”

Nandao nodded and said, "I see. ”

"As the saying goes, helping others is helping yourself, if I tell you where he Hua Wuxi will be, can you kill him?"

"Young Master North doesn't do it himself?"

Beitai sighed and said, "People like us, it's better to do nothing, otherwise some people will keep staring." ”

"The young master of Peking University can't help but think too highly of me."

Beitai just turned his head and looked at Nandao quietly: "Do you think I really like to deal with waste as he Hua Wuxi said?" ”

Nan Dao sighed and said, "It seems that Bei Gongzi has been eyeing me for a long time." ”

Beitai said with a smile: "I'm not a fool, a person who can hold such a strange umbrella and be rejected by the Human Sword Sect and the Hanging Courtyard will naturally not be an ordinary person." But I'm not interested in your secrets, so I really treat you as a friend. ”

"I can see it." Minami Island remembered the two of them drinking by the river that night.

Beitai has not shown any malice all along.

It's just a little weird.

"Straight to the point." Beitai sat upright, looked at Nandao, and said, "Do you need some help from me?" ”

Nandao looked at Beitai and said, "What kind of help?" ”

Beitai raised his cheeks and said, "I will help you make an appointment with Hua Wuxi." ”

"He's coming out?"

Beitai chuckled softly and said, "Of course he will come out, because he knows that people like me don't kill people." ”

"But you're going to want to kill."

"Yes." Beitai said calmly, "Before he asked someone to kill you yesterday, he was worried that I would interfere with it, so he invited me over." ”

"Did Bei Gongzi get in the way?"

"I played a hand of cards with Zhang Xiaoyu."

Nandao was silent, looked at Beitai and said, "It seems that you do know a lot. ”

Beitai said with a smile: "After all, Nanyi City knows the name of Zhang Diancang, especially people like us, who will always pay special attention to him, so they know a little more." In that case, Zhang Xiaoyu will definitely help you, and he will help you solve a big problem. ”

Nandao didn't ask what the trouble was, looked at Beitai and said, "Thank you." ”

Beitai waved his hand, looked at the noon spring sun in an alley, seemed to be very comfortable in the sun, and said lazily: "I will ask him out then, just where he asked me yesterday, I will pass by the alley where you were attacked yesterday." ”

Beitai stood up, looked at the gate of the Hanging Courtyard, thought for a while and said: "You must have suffered some injuries yesterday, if you want to kill when you are sure to kill it, insert a green vine and put it in this incense burner at the door." ”

Nandao looked at the gate, which was flanked by a small red incense burner hanging from it, and many of them had burned out of incense sticks and candles.

"Which side?"

"Either way."

"Okay."

Beitai nodded, patted the ash on his buttocks, and walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

"The world, it's too boring, drink and go, you can't go." Beitai walked down the alley, looked back at Nandao and asked.

Nandao shook his head and said, "No." ”

Beitai walked out on his own.

Nandao sat at the gate of the courtyard for a long time, leaning on an umbrella and squinting in the warm sun.

This discussion of murder ended on this warm morning.

......

Mr. Mei seldom seldom sits in the gatehouse now, and after getting up early in the morning to sweep the floor and do some chores, he goes to the Spring Garden, and looks at the flowers in the plum grove, or sits in the lakeside pavilion and watches the fish.

Nandao knew that he was there, but did not bother him, and after two circles in the porter's room, he went to the listening platform.

Relatively speaking, it is indeed a relatively quiet place.

As long as no one comes to play cards at night.

Chen He was reading a book downstairs, and when Nandao went, he also discussed with Nandao with great interest how to end this grievance when the time came.

Chen He felt that Nandao should sit on the alley wall, holding his sword and looking at the twilight, and then wait for the evening, when Hua Wuxi passed through the alley, and said lightly - I have been waiting for you for a long time, Hua Wuxi.

Then he jumped down from the wall and stabbed the panicked Hua Wuxi to death with a sword.

Finally, he raised his sword and blew blood, and walked away in style.

Nandao looked at Chen He for a long time, and always felt that this kid should not be surnamed Chen.

It should be surnamed Xiong.

Of course, the scene he depicted was indeed very handsome and pretending.

But Nandao asked him a question.

"I don't know how to leave my body yet, and I can't let go of my long sword, what if he sees me sitting on the alley wall from a distance and running away?"

Chen He nodded and said thoughtfully, "It's really inappropriate." ”

The two studied for a while, and felt that they should hide in the alley, preferably after nightfall, it happened that Nandao's sword was black, and it would not reflect in the night, and when Hua Wuxi passed by, he stabbed him to death with a sword, and then left secretly.

On the sly.

As he spoke, Chen He became a little excited, took out a pen and paper from under the counter, and began to write directly-

Tonight Hua Wuxi is very happy.

Because Bei Gongzi invited him to tea.

Tea is not necessarily good tea.

But the people who invite the tea are the best people in town.

Being able to drink such a bowl of tea, Hua Wuxi felt very satisfied.

Alley.

It's quiet.

It was quiet.

The alley is very quiet.

What appeared in front of Hua Wuxi along with the silence was a sword!

The young man, holding a black umbrella, the sword in his hand is black.

Quiet black.

Hello.

The teenager said.

Hua Wuxi thought to herself that I was not good.

Because the black sword had pierced his throat!

The lantern I saw yesterday.

and the blood that spurted out of his neck today.

Which is redder?

......

Nandao watched the story written by Chen He in silence, and the latter looked at him expectantly.

"How?"

Nandao thought for a while and said, "Hua Wuxi shouldn't be happy because he drank the tea invited by Beitai, and Beigongzi likes to drink." ”

Chen He lay down and continued to change, Nandao looked at it for a while, and went to the listening platform with an umbrella.

He sat down on the edge of the listening platform, took off the peach blossom sword behind him, and placed it horizontally on his lap.

Today is halfway through.

It's March 16th.

Yesterday, Mr. Qiu left the Hanging Courtyard.

Nandao looked up at the east for a long time.

The cliff is on the shore of the East China Sea.

Nan Dao looked at it for a while, then closed his eyes, raised his hand to touch the sword, and felt the sword intent from Qiu Xi'er.

In the sea of gods, there was a weak sword intent that was quietly hiding in the corner.

When Nandao felt Qiu Xi'er's sword intent, the weak sword intent jumped at this moment, like a fish, swimming around in the sea of gods, bypassing the sword intent under the peach tree, and also bypassing the ancient scroll, following the direction of the vitality of heaven and earth, as if he wanted to come out.

Nandao looked at the appearance of the sword intent in the sea of gods, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

You like her too, don't you?

Nandao wrapped the sword intent with his vitality, drew it out, and landed on the peach blossom sword in his hand.

The sword intent swam happily above the sword body, greedily sucking the remnants of the sword intent from Qiu Xi'er.

Nandao opened his eyes and quietly looked at the picture on the blue-black sword.

Sword intent is often fierce and killing.

But in the beginning, it is necessarily soft.

Quiet.

Innocence.

When did it start to change?

Because of anger.

When Nandao thought like this, the scales of the sword-intent fish hardened, and then slowly became more slender.

From the head of a fish to the tip of a sword, the body becomes a blade.

Imagine raising your hand to hold the tail of a fish.

The fish became a sword.

Nan Dao watched as the sword intent that belonged to him returned to the Divine Sea again, wrapped in the vitality of heaven and earth.

But I remembered what Qiu Xi'er said - when the sword was first held in my hand, it was used to kill.

Nandao thought about those murderous scenes that he had constructed with Chen He.

Every time I thought about it, the sword intent became a little stronger.

It is called nourishment.

So when Nandao thought about the death of countless flowers in his heart.

That sword intent turned into two.

Nandao opened his eyes, and a bamboo leaf that had been blown into the building by the wind had been cut in half and fell to Nandao's lap.

At the same time, there was a large noise from the world.

Nandao frowned and looked at everything in front of him.

He didn't know when he came to that town again.

He sat on a windward ridge of the roof.

Long across the street.

The young man in the green robe also sat on the eaves, tilted his head, and looked at him with a slight smile.

Nandao looked down at the two halves of the bamboo leaves on his knees.

Suddenly, I couldn't tell whether this was a dream or a strange space in the Hanging Courtyard.

Nandao was still thinking, but the young man opposite smiled slightly.

"It's good to learn swords. Do you want me to teach you? ”