Zhang Xiaoyu stood in the alley, holding the scabbard and tilting his head to look at this picture, feeling very strange.

How can there be such a swordsman?

This place exudes an unusual atmosphere at every turn.

Zhang Xiaoyu thought silently.

It's not weird.

is unusual.

It's like someone built a tall building in Huaidu, but ended up with a broken wooden bed.

Zhang Xiaoyu's mind was a little confused.

I was about to look back at the blacksmith platform by the great lake of sword intent.

But I found that there was a young man in a green dress behind him, holding a wine gourd in his hand, looking at him with a smile.

The wine in the wine gourd has a smell of burning, just like the smell that Zhang Xiaoyu smelled before.

"You're a winemaker?" Zhang Xiaoyu took his eyes off the young man's wine reed, looked at the young man and asked.

The young man in green clothes shook his head and said, "I'm drinking." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu frowned and looked at the young man, thought for a long time, and said, "I feel that you are a little familiar." ”

The young man in green clothes smiled, and just said, "Why do you feel familiar?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand why it felt familiar.

So he said truthfully: "I don't know either." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu is very honest.

He didn't know why he was so honest.

The young man in green clothes didn't speak, just smiled and drank wine, looking at him.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked out of the alley and asked, "Where is this?" ”

The young man in green clothes thought for a while and said, "The town, an unknown town. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded and said, "That's Nameless Town?" ”

The young man in green clothes drank wine and walked out of the alley, and said calmly: "It can also be called the Three Absolute Town." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows and said, "What are the three uniques?" ”

Isn't it always the first to be unwilling?

The young man in green clothes didn't answer, just stood at the mouth of the alley and looked back at Zhang Xiaoyu and smiled.

The man, who was showing off his world's first sword, saw the young man walking over, and looked proud to raise the flat fish sword in his hand in front of the young man.

"How is it, grass is firefly, am I fighting well with this sword?"

It turns out that he is the grass in the mouth of the man?

Zhang Xiaoyu thought thoughtfully in the alley, it seemed that this young man seemed to be very important in the town.

Cao Weiying took the man's sword, hung the gourd on his waist, waved it casually, and said with a smile: "Very good." ”

The action of waving the sword for the grass is very common, but Zhang Xiaoyu in the alley is stunned.

Look back at the great lake.

The wind on the lake is slowly subsiding.

It was as if there had been a huge sword wind there.

When he turned around again, Cao Weiying had already stopped and returned the sword to the man with a smile.

"Give me a knock next time."

The man said yes and walked away with his sword in his arms.

Zhang Xiaoyu walked out of the alley, the young grass in green clothes was holding the gourd against the wall for the firefly, the spring sun leaked down from the eaves, and the smile shining was very bright.

"That sword really fights well?"

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Cao Weiying with some suspicion, thinking that he was fooling that man.

Cao Weiying looked at the back of the man who was far away, but said very seriously: "It's really a good fight." ”

"Why?"

Cao Weiying turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoyu for a long time, and said: "If you just started playing cards, although you played poorly, but you still had a fart, do you think this is a good game or a bad game?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a long time and said, "That should still be a good fight." ”

"That's it." Grass said with a smile.

"So there's no other blacksmith in town?"

"Nope."

"And where did those broken swords come from?"

Cao Weiying looked back at the big lake, and said with a chuckle: "I picked it up for nothing, maybe some people like to throw swords everywhere, but after losing them, they couldn't find where they were, so they all stayed." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the action of the grass as a firefly and looked at the lake together.

"All lost in the lake?"

"It's all in the lake."

"......." Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a long time and sighed, "It is indeed some talents." ”

Cao Weihotaru chuckled softly, holding the wine gourd and walking across the street.

"You have to take your time, maybe in the future he will be the best person in the world to strike iron, and those people are also the best at throwing swords in the world?"

Zhang Xiaoyu quietly watched the back of Cao Weiying's departure in the alley.

He felt like he should go and guess something.

But those things are too shocking.

So he didn't dare to guess.

Didn't even ask.

Just watched in silence as the boy left.

Then he walked back to the big lake, and looked at the newly built blacksmith's platform in silence, and then at the water of the sword intent in the lake.

"It's rare to see Senior Brother practicing." Nandao's voice came from behind him.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned around, only to find that he had returned to the listening platform.

Nandao limped upstairs with an umbrella, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu sitting on the stage and said.

Zhang Xiaoyu stood up and looked back at the drizzle outside the building.

The first time he encountered such a thing, he always made him a little in a trance, even if he saw the drizzle, he always thought that in the bamboo forest outside, there was a spring light flowing slowly.

This feeling made Zhang Xiaoyu a little frightened, but he hid it well and said with a smile: "After all, the Great Dao is not from sleeping. ”

Nandao remembered the story of Zhang Xiaoyu told by the woman sword cultivator at the head of the city.

"So Senior Brother really rarely practices except for playing cards and sleeping?"

Zhang Xiaoyu stretched his waist, turned around with a smile, looked at Nandao and said: "I'm cultivating, it's just that I'm hiding better, you think, if I practice diligently, I can have the current realm, and the world will definitely take it for granted, but if I play cards all day long, and then secretly practice when the world can't see it, they will say that you can play cards every day!" This son is not human! ”

Zhang Xiaoyu walked over, patted Nandao's shoulder, and said, "Isn't this a little more impactful?" ”

Nandao was silent.

"Senior brother, you are still far from the way of pretending to be forced in your cultivation!"

Zhang Xiaoyu walked downstairs with the scabbard on his back.

Nan Dao stood at the top of the stairs, looking at the back of Zhang Xiaoyu walking leisurely, but he was silently thinking in his heart.

That's really good.

But I'm not a person who should be swaggering.

Isn't it?

Nandao walked to the edge of the listening platform, unsheathed his sword from behind him, and placed it on his lap.

The dry puddles in the sea of gods are slowly accumulating water.

Peach Blossom walked to the edge of the puddle and looked down into the puddle, so the puddle turned into the sea.

Peach Blossom stood by the river that entered the sea, looked at the slowly blooming Dao tree, and then turned to look into a large lake far away.

The little boy was still immersed in those dreams.

Peach Blossom looked over there quietly.

What is it that dreams are so long and yet peaceful?

......

Nandao walked in a quiet spring day, without an umbrella, like an ordinary teenager, carrying some food, planning to find a few friends to eat and drink under the tree for a while, and then go back when night falls.

How did he say that, Nandao remembers that once when he passed by the town's school, he heard the gentleman inside teaching something.

Probably - Mo Chun, the spring clothes are ready, there are five or six champions, six or seven children, bathing in Yi, dancing in the wind, and returning with a song.

Isn't it the twilight of spring?

Nandao looked up at Kasuga, thinking that today should be March 29th?

Spring is coming to an end!

I don't know if someone's troubles will pass with the passing of spring.

Who is someone?

Nandao thought back to his thoughts a little strangely.

Did you ever know someone who sighed at something strange in the spring?

Nandao thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand it, so he took the food in his arms, walked out of the shade under the trees beside the street, ran towards the door of a courtyard not far away, and knocked on the door for a long time, before someone came to open the door, a woman in her thirties, holding a doll in her arms.

"Is Chen He at home?"

Nandao looked at the woman, and always felt a little strange, but he couldn't remember that it was weird, and he couldn't remember what her name was, it was really strange, he had lived in the town for more than ten years, how could he not remember?

But Nandao didn't think much of it, just asked if the first friend he was looking for was there.

The woman gave Nandao a strange look and asked.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Chen He, who sells tofu!" Nandao said.

The woman laughed, and the child in her arms giggled.

"You're wrong, we don't sell tofu, and I don't have a surname Chen He in my family, nor does I have a surname Chen."

Nandao tilted his head, and went back to look at it carefully several times, feeling that he should not be wrong.

"There shouldn't be anyone named Chen He nearby." The woman said kindly.

Nandao left there, stood under the tree and tilted his head for a long time, could he really have found the wrong one?

Forget it, let's go find the one named Zhang Xiaoyu first.

Nandao opened the food in his arms and looked at it, it was very tempting, and the top was a roast chicken.

Let's wait for the roast chicken to wait for it before eating.

Nandao flipped down as he walked.

Well?

How can there be a pair of mahjong?

No wonder it's so heavy!

Nandao took out the bag of mahjong and was about to throw it away, but after hesitating, he still kept it, and then casually found a cold sugar and oil poop, and walked towards Zhang Xiaoyu's house while gnawing on it.

Nandao walked for a long time before reaching the west of the town.

Then I got the second bad news.

There is no one named Zhang Xiaoyu here.

Nandao didn't bother with it this time, holding on to his things and continuing to go south.

However, when I found it in the afternoon, I still didn't find a friend.

Nandao sat by the small river in the town, watching the twilight on the horizon in amazement.

It turns out that I don't have any friends?

It's so strange, I remember it clearly.

But it was too late for him to go back and look for it again.

Nandao was by the river at dusk and opened the bag of food.

There is wine, wine soaked in peach blossoms, and sizzling tofu, which is packed in a food box......

Nan Dao didn't know where he got these messy food, all of them were stuffed inside, and looking at the mahjong on the side, Nan Dao dug into the baggage again.

For some reason, he thought he would pull a wheelchair out of it.

But this strange thing didn't happen.

After setting things up, the South Island was under the trees by the river, blowing the evening breeze, watching the sunset, sparkling against the river, and began to eat.

It's a good day to don't have an umbrella!

Nandao suddenly thought.

Then he was stunned again.

An umbrella?

I looked up at the sky.

What fool is holding an umbrella there for no reason?

Nandao laughed, he didn't hold an umbrella when it rained yesterday.

By the way, what were you doing yesterday?

Nandao thought about it for a long time, and then remembered that he went out to buy wine yesterday, and his father had a whim, and wanted to play iron, and then after a while, he lay down and said that he was tired, and asked Nandao to buy some wine and come back to drink.

Although Nandao really wanted to lie in the backyard and bask in the sun, he still went out to buy a jar of wine, and secretly hid some of it, thinking that he would call a few friends to come out to drink and play together today.

But no one was found.

It's weird.

Nandao thought as he drank his wine.

Behind him, there were some footsteps, rustling on the leaves under the trees by the river.

Could it be that one of them has changed his mind and decided not to lie to himself?

Nandao turned around with some surprise, only to find that it was not Chen He and the others who came, but a young man wearing a blue robe.

Nandao always felt that he was somewhat familiar, and it was not until the boy sat down and began to drink his own wine that Nandao remembered who he was.

He's the gentleman who goes to school in town.

People like Nandao who didn't go to the school for enlightenment also know him.

Because he's too young.

Nandao can't remember when this gentleman came to the town, but when he came, the townspeople were very suspicious.

At such a young age, can you teach well?

But then people stopped doubting it.

Because he taught really well.

The phrase that came to his mind was what he had heard.

What's the name of this gentleman?

It seems that the grass is called a firefly?

What a quirky name, not as good as its own South Island.

Nandao was still thinking that the little gentleman named Cao Weiyi had drunk almost half of his wine.

Nandao didn't mean to feel distressed, but did he think that drinking like this would cause people to have an accident? I heard that many people in the town still like this gentleman, and if something really happens, don't think about peace in your own blacksmith shop.

So Nandao quickly snatched the flask back from Cao Wei's hand and lifted the lid to take a look.

"Didn't your friends come?"

Cao Weiying Hotaru wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, looked at Nandao and said with a smile.

Nandao put down the wine jug, looked down at the pile of food in front of him, and didn't care why Cao Weiying knew this, sighed and said: "Yes, I don't know where they went, so I am alone here to see the scenery." ”

Cao Weiying laughed softly and said, "That really makes people can't be happy." ”

Nandao looked at the grass for fireflies, and saw that he was also coming alone, and asked curiously, "What about your friend?" ”

Cao Weiying looked at the small river with a smile and said slowly, "My friends are dead. ”

"Dead?" Nandao was taken aback, "Why?" ”

Cao Weiying looked at the twilight river and said softly: "It's just life, old age, sickness and death, maybe there are some stories, but I can't remember." ”

Nandao took a sip of the flask, then handed it back to the grass and said, "I'm sorry to ask about your sadness." ”

Cao Weixing was not sad, but looked a little melancholy, picked up the flask and began to drink again.

"It's okay."

Grass took a sip of wine for Hotaru and said softly.

"It's a good thing to be able to ask someone, otherwise it might be too long for no one to ask, and I can't even remember, it turns out that I used to have some friends."

Cao Weiyi said, but paused.

Nandao looked at the grass and asked, "What are you thinking?" ”

Cao Weiying smiled helplessly and said, "I was thinking about what their last name was." ”

"......" Nandao was silent, "I can't even remember my last name, I think it must have been many years, could it be that they were your childhood playmates?" ”

"Yes, it's been many years." Cao Weiying said softly, but he didn't answer the latter question.

The two of them were eating by the river, chatting as the horizon gradually fell into the orange-like color.

Nandao began to clean up the mess, packed the rest of the food, and stuffed a chicken leg that the two of them had pushed for a long time to Cao Weiying, hung the wine jug on his waist, and then found that there was an extra black umbrella on the side at some point.

"Is this your umbrella?"

Nandao picked up the umbrella and handed it to the grass for the firefly, and the grass for the firefly gnawed on the chicken legs, and said vaguely: "It's not mine, it was here when I came, isn't it your umbrella?" ”

Nandao scratched his head, thinking if he had brought an umbrella out today?

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't think about it, I looked down at this umbrella, it looked very sturdy, so I simply sandwiched it under my armpit and picked up an umbrella for nothing, which is also a small gain?

The two left the river and headed out into the streets of the town.

The school is in the same direction as the home in the South Island, so the two of them have to go the same way for a long time.

I don't know why in the twilight, but gradually there are rain drops, Nandao looked up, thinking that it was really a coincidence, when it was about to rain, he picked up an umbrella, took out the umbrella he was holding, and was about to open it, and then he saw the grass on the side of the firefly looking at him with a very strange look.

There are a lot of colors in the eyes of the teenager, regret, regret, pity?

Nandao looked at the grass for a long time in a daze, and said, "What's wrong?" ”

The grass nibbled on the chicken legs, turned his head, and looked at the pedestrians on the long street, and there were not many people who began to hold umbrellas among the passers-by who sparsely crossed the long street.

"Do you really want an umbrella?"

Grass asked for Firefly.

Nandao looked down at the umbrella in his hand, and then up at the raindrops dripping in that dim color.

"Is there anything wrong with the umbrella?"

Cao Weiying said softly: "There may be, for example, as soon as you open this umbrella, you may never be able to put it down again." ”

Nandao was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Sir is really joking." ”

With this umbrella, you will no longer be a mortal, and you will no longer be able to touch the lust of the world.

No matter how it sounds, it sounds like lines from a script.

Grass for Hotaru just smiled.

So Nandao opened the umbrella, looked up at the sky in the twilight, and leaned towards the grass for fireflies.

The two stood together under the umbrella and watched the twilight.

"Look, I'm holding an umbrella, and there's nothing to do, hehe."

Cao Weiyi just smiled, then walked out from under the umbrella, nibbling on the chicken leg and walking to the side.

Nandao looked at the figure of the grass for Hotaru leaving, and asked strangely, "Where are you going?" ”

Cao Weiying said without looking back: "There are some things. ”

Nandao shrugged and headed for the blacksmith in the direction he had come.

The grass walked for a while, then stopped, looked down at the chicken leg in his hand, and looked in the direction where Nandao had left.

But he was talking to himself.

"Will this kid say that I have done all the bad things in the future?"

The umbrella was indeed brought by him.

Grass sighed and shook her head.

Then the figure disappeared into the town.