It was getting dark, and he refused Chen He's kindness to give him a ride in a wheelchair, and Nandao went out with a sword on his own.

I lit the garden lights on the side of the road, and then I came to the gate of the Hanging Courtyard.

Mr. Mei was not there, and I didn't know what to do.

Nandao stood at the door for a moment, then walked out without looking back.

When he walked to the mouth of the alley, he found Zhang Xiaoyu squatting at the mouth of the alley.

"Senior brother is going?"

Nandao stopped at the entrance of the alley.

Zhang Xiaoyu's sentence is very subtle.

It's not where the junior brother is going, but where the junior brother is going?

Zhang Xiaoyu helped him solve a big trouble that day, and naturally he would not be ignorant of these things.

Nandao was silent for a moment and said, "Yes. ”

"Do you want me to help you?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the twilight, pulling the grass in the alley, and the scabbard behind him was empty.

Nan Dao said softly: "Thank you for your kindness, but I still want to do my own thing." ”

When Zhang Xiaoyu heard this, he stood up, threw away the weed in his hand, and said with a sigh: "Do your own thing, if only they could have the consciousness of a junior and a younger brother." ”

"Them?"

"My master, them." Zhang Xiaoyu said simply, waved his hand, propped up the alley wall, and looked farther out of the long street.

"Hmm."

"Hua Wuxi, there are other people around him." Zhang Xiaoyu squinted at the pedestrians outside the long street, and said calmly, "It's a big witch from Huangliang." ”

"What does Senior Brother want to say?"

"You probably won't even be able to touch the corners of his clothes."

Nandao was silent for a while, and said, "But you have to try." ”

Just like those answers that day when the grass was for Hotaru and he said that behind the mountain was just the mountain, the South Island.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say anything more, leaned against the alley wall and watched the sunset, and said, "Then I won't pay back your money." ”

Nan Dao said with a smile: "I didn't think about asking my senior brother to pay back the money, not to mention that my senior brother has already helped me once." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said, "You make me feel very guilty like this." ”

"Guilty?"

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the twilight and didn't say any more.

The two stood at the entrance of the alley and watched for a while.

"I'm leaving, senior brother."

"Hmm."

Zhang Xiaoyu responded calmly, looked at Nandao's back and walked towards the long street, didn't say anything, and pulled the somewhat loose scabbard behind him.

......

"I'm a little distracted."

Hua Wuxi stood on the courtyard road.

"I thought you wouldn't be afraid of that boy." Shan Lai sat cross-legged under the eaves, his hands against his chest, and the power of witches and ghosts rippled in his cuffs, deep as night and like a great lake. He is the Great Witch of Southern Chu, in Huai'an's words, it is Xiaodao.

"Not afraid?" Hua Wuxi sneered and said, "If you see someone sitting on the road and seeing the mountain in three days, you will also be afraid." ”

"Why should I be afraid? I have not made enmity against him. Yamalai said calmly. What's more, even if he becomes enlightened in three days, it is only enlightenment. The practice is too short to never become a real threat. ”

"What if you don't do it then?" Hua Wuxi looked at this Nanchu Great Witch under the eaves.

"Why do you think that?"

"Because I don't know you very well." Hua Wuxi said, and was a little silent, "The person who knows me very well is unfortunately dead, in the hands of Zhang Xiaoyu." And with the lesson of the last time, it was difficult to spend money to invite people from the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect again. ”

"You have to believe me, no matter how much we look down on the Northern Witch Dao, after all, you are also the people of the Witch and Ghost Dao, and we will naturally get closer to you."

"Then are you closer to my brother who is far away, or am you?"

Yamalai opened his eyes and calmly looked at Hua Wuxi.

"Your brother."

"Why?"

"After all, the Northern Witch Dao belongs to him now, not you."

Hua Wuxi was silent in the courtyard for a moment, and looked up at the misty twilight.

Turned around and walked into the room.

"What are you going to do?"

After a long time, Hua Wuxi came out of the room, carrying some things behind him, looking at the mountain sitting under the eaves on the side, and said lightly: "Naturally, I am ready to run." ”

"Where are you going?"

"I can't tell you, but if I tell you, maybe you'll come and kill me too."

Shanlai looked at Hua Wuxi calmly for a long time and said, "Let's go." ”

Hua Wuxi nodded, pushed open the courtyard door and walked out.

Shan Lai walked to the door and glanced out of the alley, Hua Wuxi hurriedly left in the twilight with his bags on his back.

Close the door, return to the yard, and quietly look at the flowers and plants in the yard.

Until night slowly fell, there was a knock on the door.

The mountain came and walked over and opened the door.

There was a young man standing outside the door, holding a black umbrella, with a somewhat lame leg, standing there against the wall, with a sword behind him, a sword in his hand, and a peach blossom pinned to his chest.

The boy smelled of alcohol, but he was very polite.

"I heard that Hua Wuxi lives here, is it convenient for me to go in and kill him?"

Shan Lai looked at the young man calmly, the young man's words were very polite, but his sword did not, and the sword intent and vitality that slowly surged around his body meant that his heart did not seem to be so calm.

"Yes." Yamalai nodded, "But the problem is that he's not here now." ”

"Where did he go?"

The young man asked cautiously, holding his sword in a posture that he could draw it at any time.

"To the east."

Yamalai pointed in the direction of Hua Wuxi's departure.

The young man looked suspiciously behind Shanlai, the huge courtyard was empty, and it seemed that there was indeed no one left.

"Thank you." The young man hugged his sword and arched his hand.

"You're welcome." "If you catch up with him, remember to bring a word." ”

"What?"

"I really don't have the idea of killing him." Yamarai whispered, "Even though it's his brother's commission. ”

The boy looked silently at the mountain behind the door for a long time, and then his gaze fell on his cuffs, where there were strange and mysterious totemic ornaments.

"Okay."

The boy said, limping with his sword in his hand and heading down the alley to the east.

The mountain watched the young man's back leave, but this time he didn't close the door, so he stood at the door and waited.

After a long time, a man with a sword in black and gold appeared in the alley.

Heavenly Hell Southern Dispatch Envoy, Di Qianjun.

Shanlai stood at the door, and when Di Qianjun came over, he saluted very respectfully and said, "I've seen the prison envoy." ”

Di Qianjun looked at the mountain calmly, then looked at the alley where the two teenagers left one after the other, and said lightly: "It seems that your witch and ghost path is very chaotic. ”

"It's just some personal vendettas." Shanlai said softly, "I don't know why the prison envoy came?" ”

"There are some things we don't understand, so I want you to go to the Heavenly Hell to sit."

Di Qianjun said very calmly.

Yamarai also listened calmly.

What is not calm is the wind in the alley, which is inexplicably a little strong.

Yamalai's hand has always been in his sleeve.

Di Qianjun's hand also kept pressing on the sword.

"What if I don't want to go?" Shan looked at Di Qianjun, who looked indifferent in front of him, and said softly.

Di Qianjun said calmly: "You are too close to me. ”

The mountain looks at the distance between the two.

It's very close indeed.

Especially in the face of a person like Di Qianjun who was born in the Liuyun Sword Sect, this is a very dangerous distance.

There was silence in the alley.

Then a lazy voice sounded from outside the alley.

"Speaking of which, you're all too close to Nanyi City."

The two turned their heads to look.

Zhang Xiaoyu stood at the entrance of the alley with an empty scabbard on his back.

Di Qianjun was silent for a while, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Senior Brother Zhang is standing on Yun Mengze's side?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "I just think that people like you don't fight well in Nanyi City." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, Senior Brother should have fought with someone too."

"We're not like you." Zhang Xiaoyu crossed his arms and looked at the night, and said, "The people of our Daomen have always been measured. ”

Di Qianjun looked at Zhang Xiaoyu deeply and said, "Then I'll ask Lord Liu to discuss the matter of proportionality with you." ”

"It's the same for everyone." Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly. "It's better to have something to say."

The two were silent in the alley.

Zhang Xiaoyu said: "It's better to be like this, there is a card hall nearby, I invite the two of you to play a few rounds, and say something at the card table." ”

Shan Lai looked back at the direction in which the two teenagers had left, and said softly, "I don't think you seem to have come here to persuade you. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and said: "It doesn't matter if it's right or not, the question is what I say, what you have to do." Heavenly Hell is like this, and so are you Southern Chu Wu. If you are not convinced, you can ask for advice. ”

Shanlai said slowly: "Although I can't play cards, I can learn it." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Di Qianjun.

The latter didn't say anything, except that his right hand left the hilt of the sword at his waist.

The three of them walked out of the alley and walked towards the nearby card store.

Zhang Xiaoyu walked lazily on the street, and said in his heart, I am really a good person.

......

The young man wore no flowers, and walked limping with a sword in the night of the world.

It is naturally difficult for a cripple to catch up with a normal person.

But if the lame man is a cultivator, then this matter naturally has to be said separately.

A young man with an umbrella who hurried away with two swords is very eye-catching, but Nanyi City has a human sword sect, and it has been peaceful for too long, so people naturally don't think in a bad direction.

Occasionally, one or two saw the murderous look on the young man's face, felt that something was wrong, and wanted to report to the official, but after walking a few steps, he was stopped by another young man.

The boy was drunk and sat on the railing by the river.

The man wanted to ask him what he wanted to do, but when the young man turned his head, he politely said, "Why is Beigongzi drinking here today?" ”

Naturally, Kitadai drinks here.

After falling out with Nandao that day, Beitai has been in this vicinity.

He knew there was a misunderstanding, but he didn't want to explain it.

At the same time, he also knew that Nandao would definitely not give up the idea of killing flowers and no joy, so he waited here for several days.

Where Hua Wuxi lives, it is naturally Beitai who asked people to tell the South Island.

Just like what he thought when he faced his father in the middle of the alley that day.

I know what you're thinking, right or wrong, I'm just not convinced.

Now Beitai's mood is not very good, looking at the person in front of him, he said impatiently: "It's your business." ”

"Hahaha, Bei Gongzi is really good at laughing."

The man smiled awkwardly and walked away.

Beitai Xindao, what am I laughing at?

I've always been serious.

What I'm going to do is naturally none of your business, and it's not their business.

Glancing at the direction in which Minami Island had left, Kitatai turned around again, drinking in front of the river.

Infinite melancholy.