The rat and rat stood on the bow of the boat in disbelief with a penny.

She heard the news that the world was running to tell each other.

So the boat drifted aimlessly in the middle of the big river.

She thought she had misheard, so she was stunned for a long time, and then followed the footsteps of those people with the boat.

And then I heard it right.

People are talking about the death of Liu March, the soldier from Huaidu, in Daze.

This is what the hell himself admitted.

They also saw the bloody garment.

The rat frowned, stopped on the shore, and listened to the people's chatter, and couldn't help but be dazed for a while.

If it is really as they say, Liu March died in Daze, then who was the person who went to the Human Sword Sect by boat with scars last night?

The rat fell silent, and propped up the boat and headed for the upper reaches of the Nanyi River.

She's going to the Human Sword Sect to have a look.

Going against the current, the rats and rats came to the upper reaches of the river, outside the Sword Sect Garden, the news in the world had not yet reached this side, and the little boy Hulu sat at the gate far away, yawning boredly.

The rat remembered clearly, it was here that the young man went ashore last night, and then went to the Human Sword Sect, and he even kindly did not take his money, so that he owed it first.

The rat thought for a long time in silence, thinking that it should not be a dream?

So he waved his hand, shouted, and called the little boy Hulu over.

"Huluwa, Huluwa!"

Hulu yawned and walked over with a sword.

"What's the matter, are you crazy?"

Hu Lu spoke in a tone that made the rat think he was talking about a crazy middle-aged man.

But after thinking about it, I didn't bother with Hu Lu so much, after all, I also called him Hu Lu Wa.

"Did you see anyone walk into the Sword Sect last night?" Rat asked, adding, "Probably on crutches." ”

Hu Lu tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "It seems to be there?" ”

The rat was about to ask Hu Lu if it was Liu Yueyue, but he saw Hu Lu thinking hesitantly for a while, and said, "That seems to be Ximen, I don't know why he came to the Sword Sect in the middle of the night to do something." ”

Rat Rat froze there.

Simon?

Simon, whom she had seen not long ago, sat by the river in a daze, as if he had been sharpened his sword.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard Hu Lu continue: "He seems to have come again this morning, and he seems to be injured a little, and he doesn't know what he is doing. ”

Rat Rat froze there.

Wounded, on crutches.

Could it really be that I am mistaken?

The rat and mouse stood at the head of the boat and held the penny, constantly thinking about the events of last night, and the little boy Hu Lu saw the appearance of the rat and the mouse, and asked a little puzzled: "What are you asking these for?" ”

The rat looked at the gate of the Sword Sect behind Hu Lu in silence, smiled reluctantly, and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just a little curious, I seem to have seen something last night, and I thought the Sword Sect had entered the thief." ”

Hu Lu waved his hand indifferently and said, "Okay, but no one in the human world usually dares to come and steal the things of the Sword Sect." ”

The little boy Hu Lu yawned and slowly returned to the gate of the Sword Sect and sat down.

The rat and rat stayed in place for a long time, put away the penny in his hand, and let the boat be slowly pushed downstream by the river.

Floating on the Nanyi River for a long time, the rat and mouse are in a trance today, and she didn't even pay attention to several people waving on the shore.

But today's rats are not in the mood.

Letting the boat float on the river, the rat retracted into the cabin and began to count the money.

The memory of the rat is average, but the memory of the money is good.

So she had to count if anything like that had happened last night.

It took a long time for the rat to count the money in the jar.

One was missing—if the incident we encountered last night was true.

Could it be that he was crazy about money, so he constructed such a thing in his dream, and even thought of the excuse for the lack of money after waking up?

Suddenly the rat remembered something, ran out of the boat, picked up the penny, and headed downstream, until he stopped at the place where he had met the man yesterday.

If I remember correctly, the person who called himself Liu March last night was on the boat here, and he was standing by the railing, and he was dragged by himself.

There should be some traces left here.

The rat stopped on the shore and leaned over to look at the guardrail.

It's clean and there's nothing left.

The rat was silent for a long time, looked up at the drizzle in the sky, and suddenly understood something - those blood stains should have been washed away by the rain!

So the rat put his foot on his feet and put his nose on the guardrails.

A faint smell of blood instantly poured into the nostrils of the rat.

The rat stood there in a daze.

Yes, it is true that someone left a blood stain here last night.

And that person must not be Simon - of course the rat rat recognized Simon, the ranger of the southern clothing city who was not famous.

The rat was still in a daze, and the other face came over, startled the rat, and retracted the head of the boat.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the strange-looking rat with a curious expression.

The rat's body was a little chilly, and he looked at this Zhang Xiaoyu from the Human Sword Sect for a long time, squeezed a smile and said, "I seem to smell a bun, so I smell it." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu was shocked.

"Are you really a rat demon and not a dog demon?" Zhang Xiaoyu said in surprise, "I just ate a bite of steamed buns before, and you can smell it from such a distance." ”

The rat was stunned for a moment, and followed Zhang Xiaoyu's words: "Haha, yes, what buns did you eat?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu licked his lips and said, "Cai Baozi, a Lingnan sword cultivator gave it to me, but it's delicious, if you eat it again one day, I'll leave half of it for you." ”

"Okay, okay, thank you, Senior Brother Xiaoyu."

"I have to find a way to trick that sword cultivator who can make buns." Zhang Xiaoyu said with a grin and walked along the river.

"Senior Brother Huaifeng doesn't seem to have a wife yet, so it's better to trick him into being his wife, so that you can eat that kind of bun every day."

Zhang Xiaoyu swayed away in the drizzle.

The rat breathed a long sigh of relief, sat down at the head of the boat, and quietly watched Zhang Xiaoyu's figure leave.

But he also confirmed his own guess.

Last night, someone did go to the Human Sword Sect in his own boat.

If that person is really as he said, it is Qingtian Dao Liu March, then who is the one who died in Daze?

Why did he never come out after he went to the Human Sword Sect?

Or rather.

Liu March didn't actually die in Daze?

In the latter guess, the rat only dared to guess the first half.

Sitting at the head of the boat, the rat suddenly felt extremely cold.

What happened in the Human Sword Sect?

The rat's face was a little pale, and after resting for a long time, he still got up again, supported the boat, and drove towards the upper reaches of the Nanyi River again.

She wanted to see how the Human Sword Sect reacted.

......

The little boy Hu Lu looked at the people who were talking not far away with a surprised expression.

Yoo March is dead?

Who is Yoo March?

When did he come?

The sleepy young man who sat at the door of the Sword Sect all day long had a feeling of not caring about the world.

He didn't notice at all that under a willow tree on the bank of the big river outside the Sword Sect's garden, a small boat stopped and returned.

The maiden mouse hid under the lush and drooping willow branches, poked out a small face, and looked at it from a distance.

She saw the look of the beard.

Could it be that he really didn't know about Liu March?

The rat sat on the bow of the boat with suspicion, looking at it with a probing head.

Not long after, Zhang Xiaoyu, who was wandering all the way, also came back.

Maybe it was because of some worries, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't hear those discussions on the road, and it wasn't until Hu Lu, who was sitting at the gate of the Sword Sect, told him about it, and Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned.

"Yoo March is dead?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Hu Lu and asked.

Hu Lu nodded: "Yes, senior brother, didn't you hear them on the way back?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a moment and shook his head.

When Hu Lu saw Zhang Xiaoyu's expression, he suddenly remembered who Liu March was.

Zhang Xiaoyu mentioned it before.

It's a wonderful adjective – a bastard.

What about Liu March, this bastard.

Hu Lu then remembered, this one named Liu March seemed to be very familiar with Zhang Xiaoyu before?

"Where did the news come from?"

"It's like hell." Hu Lu thought about the people who were talking about it vividly, and some people even began to make up stories, such as why he was on the edge of Daze at the time, and saw Liu March fighting with some kind of huge existence in the fog for three days and three nights, and then died of exhaustion, leaving only a bloody coat to float back.

It's quite, though.

But I have to admit that Hu Lu listened quite fascinated at the time.

Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly understood something.

If this news came from somewhere else, then it may not be implausible, and as for the news from Heaven, it must have come from the West Gate.

Thinking of what he said to Simon early this morning, Zhang Xiaoyu said in his heart that this kid is quite clever and knows to release the news first.

But Zhang Xiaoyu still pretended to be sad and sad.

"That's a shame."

Zhang Xiaoyu said very sadly, patting Hu Lu's shoulder, "You mourn." ”

Hu Lu was stunned and said, "What am I mourning?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu reacted and lifted Hu Lu's hand to his shoulder.

"I mourn, I mourn."

“？”

Hulu was confused.

Zhang Xiaoyu had already slipped in in a hurry.

......

The rat sat at the head of the boat, looking at the scene outside the Sword Sect Garden, but he was also confused.

Could it be that there is really no problem with the Human Sword Sect?

The rat was silent for a long time.

Thinking back to the smell of blood that I had smelled there before, I was firm again.

There must be something wrong with the Human Sword Sect.

It's just that it's not necessarily everyone who has the problem.

It could be just one person.

Like what.

Senior Brother Chen Huaifeng.

Rat Rat was a little cowardly when he thought of the name.

Who in Nanyi City is not afraid of this senior brother who likes to drink wolfberry tea?

Rat Rat looked back at the large clay pot in the cabin.

There's a penny missing from that.

Of course, rats love money the most.

Especially the money in the clay pot.

Because it was about her catastrophe.

The rat sighed for a long time and stood up with the penny.

"Brave rats, not afraid of difficulties!"

......

Chen He slept until the afternoon, and woke up dizzily in the lounge of Tingfengtai.

Pushing the door and walking out, he found Nandao sitting on the edge of the stage, holding an umbrella and drinking silently.

Chen He was a little stunned when he smelled the wine now, who would have thought that Zhang Xiaoyu, who looked lazy and lazy, was so able to drink, Chen He was stunned when he drank it.

It seems that Zhang Xiaoyu sent him back.

Chen He covered his mouth and nose and walked to the listening platform, smelling the fresh smell of the bamboo forest in the drizzle, then he felt better, turned his head to look at Nandao and said, "When did you come back?" ”

Nandao lowered his head and drank his wine, and said softly, "Soon after you return." ”

There was a sense of wistfulness in Nandao's words, as if something had happened, and Chen He remembered that Nandao didn't seem to be like this before.

So he joked: "Why did you suddenly do this, did something happen on the way back that made you lose your soul?" Or are you not actually the South Island? ”

Nandao was stunned, looked down at the wine in the glass, and was silent for a while, but laughed.

"But I'm really the South Island."

Chen He always felt that there was something wrong with the taste of this sentence.

But I couldn't tell what was wrong, I just looked at the South Island strangely.

Nanjima drank the glass of wine in front of him, put it down and stood up, leaning against the guardrail, and said nothing.

Of course, he is the South Island, the South Island where big dreams are made, and then beautiful dreams are shattered.

And not peach blossoms.

Under the huge peach tree in the sea of gods, a man in white with a peach blossom face sat there silently holding a sword.

But Chen He didn't know.

So Nandao didn't say anything, just smiled and said, "It's nothing, just a little emotional." ”

Chen He saw that the smile on Nandao's face didn't seem to be fake, so he didn't continue, but just jokingly said, "What do you feel? Listen to the spring rain on the wind platform, and today I know that I am me? ”

Nandao smiled and said, "So to speak. ”

Chen He listened to Nandao's words, thought about it for a long time, and only thought that the things he saw on the head of Nanyi City made Nandao a little worried, so he began to think about it, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing.

The two stood on the listening platform for a while, but Chen He still felt a little dizzy, so he went back to the room to lie down.

Nandao watched the spring rain along the umbrella for a long time.

It turns out that he is really just an umbrella man.

Nandao thought with regret.

Sighing, he picked up the two swords from the ground beside him, carried them behind his back, and Nandao walked downstairs.

There was some noise in the courtyard today.

Nandao walked silently through the noise.

The students hurried along the road, discussing the news that had come from Hell.

The news of Liu March's death from Huaidu made these students, who didn't ask about the world in the past, also feel some uneasiness, and they all walked with some worry.

Nandao listened silently, but didn't care, and walked through the apricot blossom trails to Jingsi Lake.

When I came to Jingsi Lake, I was surprised to find that the grass was also here.

He was by the lake, holding a wine gourd and a fishing rod in his hand, as if he was fishing.

Maybe it's because the news in the world isn't very good, so there aren't many people on the lakeside.

Hearing the uncoordinated footsteps from a distance, Kusa turned her head to look at Nandao, smiled a little weakly, and turned back again.

Nandao didn't say anything, just walked to the lakeside with the sword on his back, and then took off the peach blossom sword and began to practice the sword piercing the flower.

It's been a long time since Nandao has practiced swords.

So when the sword came out, it was inevitable that he was a little rusty, and he stabbed out more than ten swords in a row before he regained some of that feeling.

It's just pity for the innocently fallen white magnolia flowers.

Seeing Nandao's appearance, the grass didn't bother him silently, just drank wine while looking at the straight line hanging into the water.

Nandao kept coming out with a sword, but there was gradually some sadness in his heart.

So the sword got faster and faster.

Until the sword is covered with magnolias.

There was silence on the shores of the Lake of Meditation.

Nan Dao looked down at the sword in his hand, and the scattered petals all over the ground, and said softly, "Is that you the one in my dream?" ”

Cao Weiying looked at the spring water with shallow ripples in a lake, smiled softly, and said, "If you think it is, if you think it is, if you think it is not, it is not." ”

Nandao fell silent, lifted the peach blossom sword to the position of the umbrella bone, and then slowly pushed it against the umbrella bone, and the white flowers on the sword fell messily.

It's like a broken and scattered dream.

Nanjima put the sword back in her sheath and sat down beside Kusa Hotaru.

"So the umbrella in the dream was also brought by you."

Since Nandao said this, it shows that he thinks it is.

So the grass chuckled and said, "Yes." ”

"Why?"

Nandao turned his head and looked at the grass sitting on the outside of the umbrella for fishing.

Kusa just chuckled softly, shook his head, and said nothing.

Nandao turned his head and looked at the lake of twilight water.

The South Island naturally knows why.

It's just that after all, there are some regrets and unwillingness.

That dream was too short.

woke up in such a hurry, even if no one was reconciled.

Nandao looked at Jingsi Lake in silence for a long time, and said, "May I ask you a question?"

Cao Weiying said calmly: "This is a pointless question. ”

"You know what I want to ask?"

"I don't just know what you want to ask, I know even more." Cao Weihotaru turned his head to look at Nandao under the umbrella and said calmly, "But I forgot all those things. ”

The grass lifted the rod for Hotaru, and the bait on the hook had been eaten away, leaving nothing behind.

Or maybe you haven't taken any bait in the first place.

The grass shifted positions for Hotaru and threw the line down.

"Actually, I can't remember many things, it's a happy thing, I told you when I was in Heavenly Town." Cao Weiying said softly, "Since you want to go over the mountain, then walk over slowly to see." ”

Nandao sighed and clenched the peach blossom sword in his hand.

"But it's a painful thing. I may not have realized it before, but when I woke up from that dream, I suddenly realized it. ”

Cao Weiying said calmly: "What is not painful? When we went over the mountain, we also walked in pain like this. ”

Nandao was silent.

Grass for Hotaru looked up at the drizzle and chuckled softly.

"You're only fifteen, what's there to worry about? Even if you wait until you are twenty-five or thirty-five years old, you don't have to worry about it, the story is very long, this life is not over, you can come back in the next life. ”

Nan Dao also laughed, looked at the comfortable smile on the face of the young man in green clothes on the side, and said softly: "This doesn't sound like a comforting word. ”

Cao Wei Hotaru tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "Maybe I'm really not very good at comforting people?" ”

Grass is only good at drinking, and then forgets a lot of troubles.