When Nandao limped to the Sword Sect with his sword, he saw Zhang Xiaoyu squatting at the door with Hu Lu, holding a square inch to pry the smashed stone steps at the entrance of the Sword Sect, which looked very funny.

Nandao stood there stunned.

Rat Rat won't really do anything with the people of the Sword Sect.

Nandao hurried over, Zhang Xiaoyu was squatting under the eaves, dressed in white, but in the other hand, he was holding the one-person-long stone strip that had just been pried out, and was looking at it repeatedly.

Although for a practitioner, lifting such a stone is nothing.

But it's clear that one second is still a normal painting style in the world, and the next second it becomes this picture.

When Nandao watched the drizzle, he inexplicably felt disobedient.....

Sexy?

So Nandao stood in front of the stone steps for a moment before he realized what he wanted to ask.

"Where's the rat?"

Hu Lu Urn said angrily: "I chopped it up and threw it into the river." ”

Nandao ignored him, and looked like he had been beaten by a rat, and turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu tilted his head and looked at the stone bar, then turned it over, put the side with the gap underneath, stuffed it back into those stone steps, and tapped it little by little with the square inch in his hand, and then said slowly: "She was taken to the tomb mountain by Senior Brother Huaifeng." ”

Nandao sighed, feeling that he also had some responsibility for this matter, mainly no one thought that the cute and cute rat would launch so fiercely.

He turned his head again and glanced at the beard covering his face on the side, and the small palm print had not yet dispersed.

"She beat you up?"

Hu Lu didn't speak, snorted twice, and turned his back.

Zhang Xiaoyu was prying another stone step, then raised it up and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Don't ask about this thing, if I hadn't come, Hu Lu would have almost become a sinner between the two clans today." ”

Hu Lu put down his hand angrily, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "I kept my hand but she didn't keep my hand, how did this become my problem?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu just said lightly: "You just said that you almost died today." ”

Hu Lu had nothing to say, snatched the square inch sword from Zhang Xiaoyu's hand, ran to the other side and sat down in front of a curtain of drizzle.

Nandao asked curiously, "Why is this related to the relationship between the two races again?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile: "Back then, when the demon clan returned to the world, the Human Sword Sect was the biggest help. If the rat and rat killed Hu Lu at the gate of the Human Sword Sect today, what do you think the whole world will think? ”

Nandao then understood the relationship.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned the stone steps in his hand over and stuffed them back, and some of them didn't turn over, so he stared at the peach blossom sword behind Nandao.

"Lend me your sword."

Nandao took a step back and said, "No, my sword can't withstand such a prying. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head to look at Hu Lu, who was holding his sword and completely ignored Zhang Xiaoyu, so that he would know what was going on with him. Zhang Xiaoyu then looked at Nandao again.

Nandao shook his head helplessly, took the peach blossom sword from behind his back, and threw it to Zhang Xiaoyu: "If you make a gap for it, I have to tell Mr. Qiu that you did it." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu pulled out his sword with a smile, and inserted it into the gap between the stone steps with a bang, using his strength extremely fiercely.

"Senior brother, don't worry, you see, it's all fine like this, how can there be a gap?"

Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile.

But before the words fell, a crisp sound was heard.

The two of them fell silent and looked at the tip of the clumsy peach blossom sword, where a piece of iron the size of a fingernail had broken and flew, and they didn't know where it had gone.

Zhang Xiaoyu drew his sword extremely quickly, stuffed it back into the scabbard, and then threw it in Nandao's arms, turned around and slipped towards the gate of the Sword Sect.

The little boy Hu Lu finally found an opportunity to take revenge, and suddenly stretched out a foot on Zhang Xiaoyu's way to escape.

"Oops!"

Zhang Xiaoyu fell in embarrassment and ate.

Nandao looked down at the Peach Blossom Sword in his arms and took a deep breath.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned around, sat there wiping the dust on his face, looked at Nandao with an innocent face, and said: "Senior brother, look, you must be lazy, the number of times you have made the sword is too small, resulting in the impurities of the sword body not completely burning, and the sword body will collapse if the condensation is not enough, no wonder me." ”

Nandao was silent.

Ah, yes, yes, yes.

Pulling out the peach blossom sword, he glanced at the gap on the tip of the sword rather distressedly, and Nandao sighed.

"Senior brother, I don't blame you."

"Really?"

Zhang Xiaoyu was overjoyed.

"Seriously." Nandao gritted his teeth and said, "Another day, Senior Brother's sword will come back, just let me break a hole." ”

Nandao thought that Zhang Xiaoyu would shirk with a hippie smile, but he didn't expect Zhang Xiaoyu to be silent for a while after hearing this, and then said softly: "Okay." ”

This is not for the South Island.

Zhang Xiaoyu then laughed, looked at Nandao and said, "You won't take it seriously, you want to eat your fart." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu got up as he spoke, turned around and ran towards the Sword Sect.

Nandao didn't catch up, just laughed softly and watched Zhang Xiaoyu's back leave.

This is the right Senior Brother Zhang.

The sudden silence almost made Nandao think that the person who was going to be killed by the causal sword that had been thrown into the long river of time was himself.

How could the senior brother kill himself?

Nandao turned around with a smile and limped towards the tomb mountain in the center of Nanyi City.

After Nandao walked for a long time, Zhang Xiaoyu poked his head out behind the door, thinking that Nandao was still crouching here, but he only saw the back of the young man who was holding an umbrella in the drizzle.

Stupid boy!

Zhang Xiaoyu sighed softly in his heart, but turned his head to find that another little boy, Hu Lu, was staring at him intently.

"Look at you."

Hu Lu didn't mean to joke, just looked at Zhang Xiaoyu quietly, and then said softly: "Senior brother." ”

“？”

"What were you thinking about when you were silent for a while?"

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at his little junior brother quietly, walked over and touched his head.

"Don't think so much, little brat!"

......

"I suddenly understood what the words that didn't come out last night, when Liu March died."

Chen Huaifeng sat under a tombstone at the top of the tomb hill and whispered.

"He wanted to remind me that Nanyi City was not ignorant of his return, at least, someone knew about his return."

On the silent tomb hill in the night, there are scattered fireflies floating around.

The rat was left not far away by the sword light, and stood there silently.

Chen Huaifeng turned around, and the wolfberry sword fell on his knee, this thirty-two-year-old Sword Sect senior brother who was used to smiling and drinking tea in the past, but his expression at this time was extremely calm and indifferent.

"Do you want to guess what he was trying to say?" Chen Huaifeng calmly looked at the rat and said.

The rats were silent for a long time, and the faint green fluorescent light floating in the drizzle surrounded them coldly.

The rat may or may not be guessing, but she doesn't say anything.

Chen Huaifeng looked down at the sword in his hand.

The rat seemed to understand something, and said in a difficult voice, "He's going to want you to kill me." ”

"Yes."

Chen Huaifeng's answer was extremely brief, as fast as a sword that suddenly passed through his chest.

But Chen Huaifeng's sword was still in his knees.

The rat didn't really fall down with the sword, but in an instant, the chill from those two words spread throughout his body.

This little mouse demon girl who parades on the Nanyi River all day long, exchanging her cuteness for the love of the world, thinking of the young man who smiled gently but also sincerely said many reasons, also looked at this Sword Sect senior brother who was sitting calmly on the tomb mountain.

I don't know why, she felt a cold tooth, so she crossed her arms, looked at Chen Huaifeng with a pale face, and asked, "Why?" ”

Chen Huaifeng looked at the Nanyi City outside the drizzle and said calmly: "Nanyi City is peaceful, and the people in Nanyi City are gentle, but rats, you have to know. ”

"A person who is not utopian or idealistic, when he does something, he must be decisive and resolute."

Chen Huaifeng looked at the trembling girl.

"Even if he is Liu Yueyue, who is full of love and sincerity for the world, even if I am Chen Huaifeng, who is as plain as water and yearns for peace, or Zhang Xiaoyu, who is lazy and addicted to playing cards all day long."

"Between life and death in the individual and life and death in the world, our trade-offs are often sharp and fast."

Chen Huaifeng said calmly.

"So I only used a breath of thought at that time, and I chose to let him Liu March die."

"Liu March may have hesitated, so he didn't have time to finish those words in the end, and he was burned by the sword fire."

Rat Rat looked down at his shabby clothes and whispered, "But I walked out of my own, out of the buried secret of that story. ”

"Yes." Chen Huaifeng said calmly.

The rat trembled, and suddenly understood the story from many years ago.

What is the great calamity that the divination operator is talking about?

Is that so?

But isn't it because I have followed his advice?

What is fate?

Or, as the fortune operator says, how do you know that this is not the intention of fate?

Rat thought mournfully.

But in those sorrows, there seemed to be a lot of anger pouring out.

"So for you, the so-called non-idealism is to sacrifice some small people living in the world in exchange for the so-called greatness and heroism?"

The rat's anger is not difficult to understand.

Because in the story of Liu March and Chen Huaifeng, she is the one who will be sacrificed in the choice.

So Chen Huaifeng said with pity: "We never think this is a great or magnificent thing. On the contrary, we feel that it is a sad thing. It's just that in front of the Nanyi City, which may be about to topple, we don't have time to take into account this emotion. We have no right to evaluate the importance of the sacrifice of one person or the sacrifice of tens of millions of people, but when we look at the world, we have to make a choice. ”

The rat fell silent and walked slowly towards Chen Huaifeng, she thought about escaping from the tomb mountain.

But for a person like Chen Huaifeng who is only one step away from stepping into the avenue, a little demon like a rat and mouse can't escape.

So the rat walked towards Chen Huaifeng and sat down in front of him.

"We've known each other for years." Rat Mouse whispered.

"Yes."

"So you have to kill me today?"

Chen Huaifeng didn't speak, but just held the sword in his hand.

......

By the time Nandao limped to the graveyards surrounded by long rivers, it was already late.

It was a cold drizzle full of rivers, rippling with countless fine fluorescent light.

This is the second time the South Island has been here, and the last time was on All Souls' Day, when it was just on the periphery of the crowd and didn't really go down the hill.

The tall buildings beside the great river were soaked in drizzle, exuding a chilly chill.

The South Island walked through the deserted streets, crossed a stone bridge with an umbrella, and stepped onto the mountain path of Tomb Mountain.

Looking up, in the drizzle, nothing could be seen.

Only countless faint green rays floated silently, washed away by the drizzle.

Nandao walked slowly on those mountain roads with the peach blossom sword, and the countless tombstones on both sides were silent, completely different from what he saw on the day of All Souls' Day.

At that time, the tomb mountain was a splendid place of enthusiasm and prosperity.

And now it's just cold and lonely.

This made Nandao feel a little uneasy in his heart.

It's not the vibes that make you feel dangerous.

Just walking in such an environment, it is inevitable that people will associate many bad things with synaesthesia.

The South Island was a little worried about rats.

Zhang Xiaoyu said that the rat was taken to the tomb mountain by his senior brother.

Nandao didn't know his brother.

So I was a little apprehensive.

It's just that after all, I still have to take a look, after all, the rat has helped himself a few times.

Nandao sighed as he struggled to climb the mountain path.

There are stone steps here, but perhaps because few people come here, there is a lot of moss on the stone steps of the mountain road, which is a little slippery in the rain, and you may fall down if you are not careful.

Nandao had been climbing for a long time, and finally saw a small sitting figure under the huge stele.

What about rats?

Nandao was stunned for a moment, why did he only see a figure there?

Nandao had a bad feeling in his heart, and walked quickly towards it with his sword.

Chen Huaifeng sat there calmly, with the wolfberry sword that was not completely sheathed on his knees.

Nan Dao hurriedly walked up, looking at the sword sect senior brother in front of him who was sitting in the rain, very unfamiliar, but somewhat familiar, and then his eyes fell on the sword on his knee.

There was silence for a long time before Nandao spoke: "What about rats? ”

Chen Huaifeng didn't speak, but looked at Nan Dao with some curiosity, looking at the blankness in Nan Dao's expression, looking at the same strange but familiar look.

After a long time, Chen Huaifeng said lightly: "I'm curious, she wants to find Liu March, because Liu March's life and death are related to her life and death, what about you, Nandao, what are you for?" ”

Nan Dao looked at Chen Huaifeng silently, and after a long time, he said softly: "Probably, I'm still a good person at the moment?" ”

Chen Huaifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm still a good person, what do you mean?" ”

Nan Dao recalled the many pains brought to him by those dreams and cruel realities when he woke up today, and also remembered those conversations with Chen He in Tingfeng Tai a long time ago.

"The future of man is unknown, and I don't know if I can control my desire to fall downward in some pain—that's what this sentence means."

"I see." Chen Huaifeng nodded thoughtfully.

"So what about rats?" Nandao, who is still a good person, asked relentlessly.

Chen Huaifeng looked at Nandao calmly and threw the sword on his knee in front of him.

Nandao didn't know what this meant, so he was silent for a while, stuck the peach blossom sword in his hand in the soil, and leaned over to pick up the sword engraved with the word wolfberry.

Nandao looked at it for a long time, sniffing the faint smell of blood on it, and then put the scabbard on the arm holding the umbrella, and slowly drew the sword.

Drops of bright red liquid slowly dripped down in the gap between the blade and the scabbard.

Nandao pulled out half of it, and then he was stunned there, looking up at Chen Huaifeng.

"Why?"

Chen Huaifeng raised his hand, and a sword wind sent the sword back into its sheath, and the crisp sound made Nandao couldn't help but be shocked.

But it's just a matter of putting the sword into the sheath.

Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "Because some stories cannot be known to outsiders. ”

Nandao stood there silently, and only after a long time did he put down the wolfberry sword in his hand and looked at Chen Huaifeng quietly.

"What about me?"

Chen Huaifeng knew what Nandao meant, so he smiled faintly and said, "You are not an outsider. ”

"I'm not from the Human Sword Sect."

"But you're a member of the Human Sword Sect."

Nandao was silent for a while, looked at Chen Huaifeng and said slowly, "Is there any difference between the two?" ”

Chen Huaifeng laughed softly and said: "I, Chen Huaifeng, am a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, your Sword Sect is stronger and stronger than my Sword Sect, if no one knows that you are here with me, I will naturally kill you, but if someone knows, I will not dare to kill, so if you say that the sky is broken, you will not be an outsider." ”

Nandao was silent for a long time, and raised his hand to hold his peach blossom sword.

"If I was looking for my own death, I shouldn't have counted it."

Chen Huaifeng was silent for a while, looked at Nandao's movements, and asked, "Why?" ”

Nandao smiled and said, "Because I'm a good person at the moment." Since he is a good person, he knows the truth of repaying virtue with virtue and repaying grievances directly. ”

"We have a grudge?"

"There's a bit of affection between the rat and me—though I can't remember what it was after a good night's sleep." Minamishima said calmly, "But I think I should be able to draw my sword for her." ”

Before Nandao finished speaking, the Peach Blossom Sword was already exposed in the drizzle.

Chen Huaifeng sighed and raised his hand.

But the sword was not drawn.

Instead, he rubbed his eyebrows.

"Zhang Xiaoyu, get this stupid spore away!"

Chen Huaifeng said very distressedly.

As soon as he appeared on the tomb mountain in white, Nandao was carried by a gust of sword wind and sent to the south of the city before he could react.

Zhang Xiaoyu's figure appeared on the tomb mountain, and before he could say something with a hippie smile, he was knocked on the head by Chen Huaifeng.

"You said that you were taken away by me, what did you do by telling the location?"

Zhang Xiaoyu covered his head and said with a smile: "Isn't it because you're too bored in the tomb mountain." ”

"I know I'm bored and I don't know how to bring a cup of tea?"

Chen Huaifeng said angrily.

"Next time, next time, next time."

Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile.

The two watched the world for a long time on the Night Rain Tomb Mountain.

"Where's the rat?" Zhang Xiaoyu asked.

"Stun and send away, you two fools." Chen Huaifeng sighed.

Zhang Xiaoyu sighed.

"Blood on the sword?"

"The graveyard is full of rats."

"......" Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Chen Huaifeng, silent, turned his head to look at the world, and asked the last question.

"What about Liu March?"

Chen Huaifeng said calmly: "I killed it." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu sighed, didn't say anything, turned into sword light and left the tomb mountain.