The old man listened to Liu March's question, looked up at the lamp on the eaves, thought for a long time, and said, "You can believe it or not." ”

"What do you say?" Liu March said softly.

"When I was young, I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and young people generally don't believe in such things." The old man said with a smile, "At that time, I was full of spirit, the mountains and rivers were like my own world, and I was proud of the spring breeze, and I always felt that everything could not be done, so where would I believe in such a thing?" ”

"Yes." Liu March chuckled softly.

But then I got older, and after decades of living in the world, I began to understand that some things are unattainable and difficult to see. So it slowly became a regret, and the longer you live, the more regrets you have. So he began to pin his hopes on the outside world, on those ethereal things. ”

Liu March listened quietly, lay on the chair and looked at the old man slightly, and said, "It seems that you also have some regrets. ”

The old man laughed: "Hahaha, living in the world, who can have no regrets?" You will also have regrets, even if you don't have it now, who can guarantee that you won't have it in the future? ”

Liu March couldn't stop laughing, and then smiled and smiled, and then the smile disappeared, quietly looking at the green eaves on his head, looking at the light hanging high in the black world, there were a lot of overflowing colors in his eyes that refused to pass away, Liu March looked at it for a long time, as if he wanted to sink himself in the burning light of the lamp, until he forgot a lot of things.

"Yes." Liu March said softly, "But it is undeniable that regret is also a unique color and scenery in the world. If everything is as you wish, there will be a lot less business in such a world, and it will not be able to jump in the eyes of those who see it. Love is a radiant word, far more than all beating emotions, but the source of love is regret, not fulfillment. ”

Liu March lowered her head and laughed again.

"That's how I am."

I have some regrets.

So I will always have love and dedication.

These are the words that Liu March did not say.

But the old man could hear it, so he looked at Liu Yue with a smile for a long time, and said, "There are few people like you in the world. ”

Liu March said softly: "That's why when I see something in Daze, I'm so scared. ”

"What's that?"

"Wushan Priestess, Yao Ji."

There was silence in the small courtyard, and the sound of mosquitoes chirping in the mountains at night kept ringing.

The old man was silent for a long time, looked at Daze, and said softly, "It turned out to be Lord Mountain Ghost." ”

Liu Yue tilted her head to look at the old man and asked the question again: "Do you believe in ghosts and gods?" ”

The old man whispered, "I don't believe it. ”

"Hahahaha." Liu March smiled unbridled and unbridled, and because the laughter was too enthusiastic, some of the wounds were oozing blood again.

But Liu March didn't care, and walked down from the recliner slowly, little by little.

The old man didn't stop him this time, but just asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Liu Yue laughed softly, held on to the wall on the side, and slowly walked towards the courtyard.

"Human Sword Sect, no, it's the human world that needs to know this news."

The old man got up from the bench and felt a cane under the wall behind him and stuffed it into Liu Yueyue.

"Thank you." Liu March took the crutches, thanked him, and slowly left in the night flowers.

......

Wrapped in clothes, Beitai sat on a rock that stretched across the mountain road.

The rock is very tall and steep, like a miniature version of a cliff.

Beitai sat on the edge of the rock, dangling his legs, smiling slightly at the green mountain night.

Passing through this mountain road, there is a circular valley, which is very open and hidden because it is hidden in the green mountains.

At that time, Li Asan, the queen emperor of Huai'an, had 200,000 troops stationed in it all the year round, ready to set foot on the land opposite Yunmengze at any time.

Now there are more of them, 300,000.

People generally use 300,000 green armor as its name.

Because their armor is cyan, which is a light color. It is not as deep as blue, nor as vivid as green.

But color isn't the most important thing.

The important thing is that those cyan armors, each of which was carved with dense sermons by the people of Qingtian Dao, and used Huai'an's increasingly mature machine technology, which is the pinnacle of armor soldiers in the world.

Qingtian Dao and the Bei family have been close for nearly a thousand years before they created such an army.

That's why people will say green armor instead of green soldiers.

It's because A is more important than a person.

Of course, His Majesty Huaidu knew, but he didn't care.

The demon emperor Kamigawa, who dominates the world, of course, has the confidence not to care about everything in the world.

Beitai thought about this praise sentence in the world, but he laughed sarcastically.

If they really don't care about everything, then why should their Northern Family never be able to step into the path of cultivation?

The night wind was a little cold, so Beitai wrapped himself in clothes.

But in fact, it is already late spring, and Beitai is not too thinly dressed, even if he opens his robe and faces the night wind, he will not shiver from the cold.

But Beitai wrapped his clothes tightly and swayed his legs, but his body was trembling slightly.

I don't know if it's because the broken leg isn't completely healed, or if it's because of something else.

Beitai is waiting for someone.

A man from Hell.

He didn't know who was coming.

But someone will always come.

Beitai has been waiting for several days in this cold spring wind.

After Chen Huaifeng went to the tea shop on Xiwai Street, Beitai came.

He is just an ordinary person, even if he is the eldest young master of the North Family of Nanyi City, he is just a secular person, he went to the Witch Ghost Courtyard for ten days, did not learn anything, just slept, and then wandered around.

So Beitai looked at the dim night mountain road, thinking that if no one has come, he will go back first, take a hot bath and come back in the cold of the past few days.

While Kitatai was thinking like this, some voices came from far away on the mountain road.

It's as if someone is walking quickly, but also intermittently.

It doesn't seem like there's a need to go back.

Kitatai thought with a smile.

The man soon appeared in Beitai's field of vision.

It was a man with a knife, his figure flickering, and the knife was like the wind, and he walked quickly towards this place.

Beitai was stunned for a moment, why Ximen? Why not Lin Erliang or Jian Shijin?

Simon was also stunned.

He didn't expect to meet the idle Northern Taipei Prince in Nanyi City here.

So he stopped, frowned and asked, "What is Bei Gongzi doing here?" ”

"Waiting for you." Beitai said with a slight smile, looked around, and wanted to jump down in a dashing way, but the mountain rocks are a bit high, and his legs are lame, so it is estimated that he will be very embarrassed to jump like this, and he may fall into muddy water like a stupid dog.

So Beitai dispelled this thought, sat on the rock, and added: "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Simon raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you waiting for me to do?" ”

"I want to get back something that belongs to our North family."

Simon understood something, raised his hand into his arms, felt out the talisman, and said, "This thing." ”

"Yes." Beitai sighed and said, "Yes, Lord Simon, now, please give it to me." ”

Ximen said calmly: "When Lord Liu, the squire of the military department, came from Huaidu, this thing no longer belonged to your northern family. ”

"What if I have to?"

"That's rebellion."

Beitai laughed softly, thinking about the word rebellion, didn't you force your heart?

"I don't agree." Beitai stopped laughing and looked at Ximen quietly, "Where there is oppression, there is resistance, this can't be called rebellion." Or in another way, when you feel that there is chaos in the world, you want to forcibly take away the 300,000 green armor, it means that no matter what our Bei family does, you have never believed us, and you always feel that we are rebellious ministers and thieves. ”

"Since it's a rebel anyway." Beitai raised his head, looked at the drowsy night, and said lightly, "Then it's better to sit down." ”

Simon heard this, but looked around the mountains and forests.

"The people of Qingtian Dao are not here." Beitai said softly, "No one else will make a move, this matter is ......"

Beitai let go of the hand that had been wrapping his clothes, and the wind and rain suddenly descended on this green mountain.

"It only represents my personal, personal, juvenile position."

Ximen looked at the wind and rain that instantly flooded the green mountains, and finally understood why this young man had the confidence to sit here and wait for him to come.

Wind and rain channeling.

White wind and rain.

Ximen didn't underestimate the young man in front of him anymore, his expression was solemn, the sword intent surged wildly in the sea of gods, and countless Dao fruits fell into the Dao Sea, and the momentum of his whole body skyrocketed, and Ximen's knife suddenly came out of the sheath.

The wind and rain hang the curtain, and it is difficult to walk an inch on the mountain road.

Beitai didn't hold it up, and it was necessary to pretend to be unnecessary.

Ximen was able to come out of a small five-sword sect and become a person on the same level as the four-breaking sword Cheng Lu, so he was naturally not an idle person.

The Four Broken Swords are known for their speed.

So it was with Simon's five swords.

That's why there is a saying that there are five knives in the south and four broken in the north.

Under the curtain of wind and rain, Ximen's knife directly cut off the rain wire, and in the flickering of his body, he had already crossed half the distance of the mountain road.

Wind and rain Taoism is a lifelong mastery of white wind and rain.

It's a pity that when he handed it over to Beitai, he was already old.

Beitai looked solemnly and silently at the West Gate, which came through the wind and rain, and sighed softly: "Sure enough, there are four of the three swords in the world." ”

Among the disciples of the contemporary Sword Sect, Qiu Xi'er of the Grinding Sword Cliff, Zhang Xiaoyu of the Human Sword Sect, and Cheng Lu of the Liuyun Sword Sect are the three swords of the younger generation in the world.

Ximen can be said to be on the same level as Cheng Lu, and naturally he is also the existence of the three swords in the world.

That's why there is a saying that there are three swords in the world and four swords in the world, but it's a pity that Simon uses a knife, and he still comes from a not well-known place of cultivation like the Five Swords School, otherwise it may not be able to confirm the name of the four swords in the world of the younger generation.

That wind and rain Dao technique was prepared by Beitai for people like Lin Erliang, not Ximen.

Simon was certainly much stronger than them.

The only pity is that they came from a humble background and didn't have long enough seniority in Heavenly Prison to sit in their place.

Even though Simon's sword was sharpened into a thin sword by someone, it still cut through the wind and rain neatly and stopped under the rocks.

The clouds open and the rain is shining, and the mountain road is fresh.

Ximen sighed, stood on the road with his knife, looked up at the young master of Northern Taipei on the mountain and rock, and said softly: "I don't want to offend Qingtian Dao, Beigongzi should please go back." ”

Beitai propped his hands on the rocks, shrugged his shoulders, couldn't stop smiling, and said: "Look, your words are really hurtful - if you don't want to offend Qingtian Dao, that is, the North Family of Nanyi City can be offended casually." ”

"Bei Gongzi is too sensitive." Simon whispered.

Beitai shook his head and said, "It's not too sensitive, you can let Bei Gongzi go, Bei Gongzi is very happy, but what you said, Bei Gongzi doesn't like it very much." ”

Simon frowned and looked at the north platform.

One of Beitai's hands is still propped up on the rock.

The other hand was already raised.

Four fingers are curved and one finger is independent.

Then the rhyme overflowed, and the vitality of the mountain gathered.

Simon's expression changed, he hurriedly raised the knife, his sword intent condensed, and a huge invisible knife appeared in front of him, the knife shape was hard and straight, which was completely inconsistent with the thin knife that exuded knife intent - this was the original appearance of Simon's knife.

However, Beitai pointed out.

There was an incomparably crisp sound in the mountains and forests.

Simon's sword momentum and sword intent were all defeated under that finger, and then that finger was castrated, and continued to fall on the long knife in Simon's hand, but it directly cut the knife into two, and then fell on Simon's body, knocking Simon out of the air.

Simon tried to stand up with the broken knife in his hand, but the finger hurt him so badly that he looked miserable and vomited blood.

"A finger of mountains and rivers?"

Simon vomited blood as he looked at the north platform on the rock, which was slowly retracting his middle finger.

Mountains and rivers can naturally be fingered, but those who know this technique often use the index finger.

Kitatai uses the middle finger.

The middle finger naturally represents the anger of Beitai, as well as dissatisfaction.

"Yes." Beitai blew out the remaining Dao rhyme on his fingertips. "Originally, I only prepared a Wind and Rain Dao technique. But a few days ago, while I was waiting here, I met a man in a black robe. He said that he did the math, but it was just a wind and rain trick, and he might not be able to get what I wanted. ”

Beitai stood up, turned around, and slowly climbed down in the night with his butt arched on the rocks.

Then he limped towards the west gate.

"So he gave me another finger of mountains and rivers."

Ximen coughed up blood, but he couldn't even hold the knife, so he could only watch Beitai touch his body.

Kitadai felt what he wanted, stood up, and walked towards the other end of the mountain road.

"If you will let me go, I will let you go."

Beitai limped away in the night.

The middle finger is naturally more than just anger and dissatisfaction.

Poking someone with your middle finger is naturally not as handy as using your index finger.

So the lethality will be less.

Simon lay on his back beside the mountain road, and the night was a little dim tonight.

But he has no power to change.

Simon was annoyed.

You, you, you.

Why did you underestimate the enemy?

Simon closed his eyes in pain, the knife intent on the broken knife beside him was still the same, and there would be no blindless beast coming to gnaw at his body.

He was going to get some sleep.

......

Beitai limped along the mountain road for a long time, and when he arrived here, the mountain road began to descend.

Beitai looked at the mountain roads that went down, the spring was not over yet, there was light rain from time to time, so the mountain roads were a little slippery, Beitai looked at it for a while, walked to the side of the tree and struggled to break a finger-thick branch, and then slowly went down with the branch.

Some barracks facilities can already be seen faintly below.

Beitai's breathing gradually became heavy and rapid, and there was a kind of excitement that had never been surging in his heart, turning into a tide that rushed into his mind.

So I couldn't wait to go there.

Don't want to delay for a moment!

Beitai's heart seemed to have a voice roaring.

Beitai looked down at the branch in his hand and shook it off. He took the talisman in his mouth, held his head in both hands, crouched down, and leaned down.

Tilting downward, I rolled straight down the mountain road.

I can't wait.

So not afraid of life and death!

The night of the whole world was tilting and spinning rapidly, and many branches and stones on the mountain path violently hit the body of Beitai.

Beitai didn't seem to feel the pain, but silently, without saying a word, bit the talisman, hugged his head, and rolled down fearlessly.

The boy's mind was surging.

The teenager's thoughts are rough.

Therefore, when the boy rolled down the mountain road, he could no longer see life and death.

It wasn't until he rolled down the trail and hit a tree on the edge of a cliff that the boy's roll stopped.

Beitai let go of his hand, his face was covered with blood marks that had been scratched, and his bones were in pain.

But Beitai didn't care, lying on that cliff, looking at the night sky, just like the West Gate lying on the high mountain road.

The branch that had been snapped off casually was stuck in the other leg, and I don't know when it was inserted.

But Beitai didn't care.

Beitai raised his hand, took out the talisman from his mouth, held it in his hand, and then sat up with the mountain cliff and the earth.

The forest disperses at the end of the trail.

The place where the 300,000 Qingjia was stationed appeared in front of Beitai silently and vastly.

Beitai sat in the night, looking at the bottom of the cliff, wailing and crying.

Tears and blood were dripping down the cliffs.

Then he lifted his sleeve, wiped away his tears, endured the pain, and stood up on the edge of the cliff.

Stooped over and gritted his teeth, pulling out the blood-stained branch from his calf.

The North Terrace lifts it up into the night sky.

Like a scepter.

......

Who told you that:

Promise me

Hold back your pain

Not a word

Walk through the city

......

Who told you that?

In the mountains and forests at night, there was a woman in a plain Taoist robe standing there, folding her hands and hanging down in front of her stomach.

Tears.

Beitai held the branch and turned his head to look at the woman who was looking at him with tears on her face but also smiling slightly.

Yes, it's white lotus.

Yoo lost contact in Daze.

But Bai He didn't go to him.

The white lotus has always been in this mountain forest.

Look at the people you love.

It's like the story that is faintly known in the world.

Qingtian Dao has mercy on the northern family, so the white lotus comes from the north.

Everything comes from mercy.

Mercy is not love.

But it can be love.

Under the willow tree of Nanyi River, Bai He once said to Liu March - there are always different good things in the world.

Both in the past and in the present.

It's all good.

So Bai He stood in the night mountain forest, smiling slightly and nodding.

Beitai turned his head, clenched his talisman, and held up the branches.

Like a bird that wants to break free because it is unwilling, it jumps down the cliff.

Like those tumblings on the trails.

He didn't want to wait for a moment.

So the bird fell to the earth.

Thousands of green armors headed north.