After watching the lake for a while, Nandao walked towards the cloister with his sword on his back.

Cao Weiying looked at his back from behind, and didn't say anything, just turned his head to look at the twilight lake again.

The same person who has nothing to do is naturally not good at teaching another person who has nothing to do.

With a sword on his back, Nandao walked out of the gate of the Hanging Courtyard in the twilight. In the morning, I wanted to go out to have a look, but then I met Mr. Mei and told Nandao that he was excited, so he went back to calm down.

When I came out again in the afternoon, I found that Nanyi City seemed to have returned to its former prosperity.

Of course, the breath of the war, which had just ended, was still wafting in the twilight wind.

Nan Dao had only walked out of the alley not far when he saw Mr. Xie walking towards him from the old wooden bridge on the street of Nan Jing Fang.

Mr. Xie is in the east of the city, so naturally he will not be Zhang Xiaoyu and their blood-colored appearance.

At this time, walking cleanly in the twilight, it has the appearance of ordinary times, as if it was just a trip, and then returned calmly.

Nan Dao stood aside, waited for Mr. Xie to come over, saluted and said, "Mr. is back?" ”

Mr. Xie nodded and said, "The fighting outside the city has stopped for the time being, and we will come back for a little rest." ”

"Sir, it's hard work."

Nandao said it very sincerely.

Mr. Xie was a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "We are naturally not hard, the Hanging Courtyard is in a special situation, so naturally we didn't go to the front, and the hard work is naturally those sword cultivators of the Sword Sect." ”

Although the headquarters and foundation of the Hanging Courtyard are in Huangliang, after all, this is the Hanging Courtyard of Nanyi City, except for Mr. Ming of the Witch Ghost Courtyard, most of the gentlemen in the courtyard are naturally from Huai'an.

So in fact, in the final analysis, it is probably only Mr. Ming who is embarrassed.

This is why Mr. Riming went to the city that day, to be upright, and to bring it to the South Island, just to prevent the world from talking too much.

But perhaps going to meet a Huangliang Spirit Witch at such a time is a thing that is not destined to be right.

It's just that Nandao thinks about the Ming mayfly who is very similar to Mr. Ming, and still doesn't know whether it is right or wrong for the two to meet.

After all, there is not only the word position in the world.

Thinking of this, Nandao was a little curious, looked at Mr. Xie and asked, "What about Mr. Ming?" ”

Mr. Xie said softly: "Mr. Ming has gone to the south of the city. ”

Nandao was stunned and said, "Why? ”

Mr. Xie said slowly: "Probably because the war is not really over, he will not come down." ”

Nandao was silent, and then asked suspiciously.

"Is there a voice of doubt in the world?"

Mr. Xie smiled and said, "Naturally, if you don't mention Mr. Ming, even if you are gentlemen, there will be criticism." But this kind of thing, naturally, can be listened to or not. ”

"Sir, he is open-minded." Nan Dao looked at Mr. Xie with some admiration and said.

When Mr. Xie heard Nandao's comment, he was inexplicably silent for a while, and then said: "But I am a depressed person. ”

Just after finishing speaking, he seemed to realize that something was wrong, smiled, and said, "It's just a sigh, don't take it seriously." ”

Nandao listened to this inexplicable sigh, and for some reason, he naturally didn't have any thoughts, but Mr. Xie was still affected by some human voices after all, so he nodded very sincerely and said, "It's good that Mr. doesn't go to his heart." ”

Mr. Xie shook his head with a smile, waved his hand towards Nandao, and then walked towards the Hanging Courtyard.

Nandao stood on the street for a while, until Mr. Xie's figure disappeared into the alley, and then turned and walked out of the courtyard.

It's just that I'm thinking about a problem.

Are you a person from the Hanging Temple?

Maybe it doesn't count.

After all, many people know that this young man who walks around the courtyard with an umbrella all day long was clearly rejected by the dean of the prime minister at the very beginning.

But maybe it can also be counted?

After all, he has been in the Hanging Courtyard for so long.

Actually, these are not important things.

It's just that Mr. Xie's words made Nandao subconsciously think of words such as glory and glory.

Just walked out of Nanjingfang with a sword on his back and stopped on the street where Nanyi City was lively again, Nandao didn't hear any strange words.

Maybe it's because of the sword behind him.

Maybe his legs and feet are not very neat, so probably the world regards him as a member of the injured Sword Sect?

Thinking like this, Nandao looked at the kindness in the eyes of those who passed by, a little ashamed, and lowered his head to blend in with the flow of people.

Naturally, the atmosphere in the south of the city is warmer than in other places.

Because many people were under the eaves of those quiet alleys, secretly watching the battle at the head of the city over there.

I've seen blood, and I've seen sword light.

I have also seen many corpses of sword cultivators who were sent down to the city and sent to Fengqi Ridge.

So in the face of this victory, there will naturally be more emotion.

Nandao walked slowly along the Nanyi River, and there were many people lying on the railing on the riverbank, telling with great interest about the sword lights they had seen.

As if he was one of those swords at the time, he painted and danced.

The twilight on the riverside was not intense, except for the occasional shimmer of broken gold, and it rippled along the river with the pleasure boats that had been idle for a few days before re-emerging.

However, on the green eaves of the nearby long street, someone hung a lantern early.

As if to make up for the coldness of the previous days.

Nandao walked for a long time, but suddenly felt as if someone was looking at him, but he just turned his head, but he didn't find anything, just all kinds of pedestrians.

Nandao felt a little strange, and then took off the peach blossom sword behind his back and hugged it in his arms.

Although holding a parrot island may be a little more handsome.

But Parrot Island does not have a scabbard, so Nandao still holds a heavy blue-black peach blossom sword.

I was a little more settled.

The main thing is the neurotic named Simon I saw yesterday, which makes Nandao feel a little weird.

Nandao walked away for a long time with the sword in his arms, thinking that maybe he was suspicious, so he relaxed in the noisy crowd again.

Look at a liquor store not far ahead.

Nandao touched the little money left in his arms, and walked in anyway.

Although drinking too much alcohol can get alcoholic.

But I can't stand the South Island drinking for so many years, after all, I am a little addicted.

When Nandao walked into the wine shop, he suddenly couldn't remember why he was drinking.

It can't be because of the love of a teenager.

Nandao bought a pot of wine, stopped on the bank of the river, and drank it in small sips with a sword.

It's all right.

It's good to win.

Nandao thought with emotion.

Otherwise, he would always subconsciously think about the 80,000 Lingnan sword cultivators who came down the mountain.

They also use swords, as if they lack some of that kind of courage, so it is easy to become a kind of thing that is ashamed to speak.

Just sighed, Nandao suddenly turned around with his sword.

The people on the side were all startled by the young man with two swords.

Follow his gaze as well.

However, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Nandao turned around suspiciously, thought about it, and took the parrot island again, and carefully held it in his arms.

Of course, not because it is more secure to hold two swords.

Instead, the parrot island sword body is smooth, like a mirror.

Nandao drank wine and glanced at the long street behind him reflected on the sword.

I was stunned when I looked at it.

......

Lu Xiaoxiao carried a sword on his back, guarding his wounds while wandering around the long street.

I just don't know why, I walked around, and I subconsciously walked to the south of the city.

When Lu Xiaoxiao realized this, he couldn't stop sighing.

You're really obsessed with it.

In this situation, although the situation seems to be clearer, it is only a teenager after all, and he may still be nesting in the courtyard to watch the sunset.

Lu Xiaoxiao thought like this, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a black umbrella walking over in the flow of people.

Lu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and then followed.

The tail line is really exciting.

Although Lu Xiaoxiao didn't know why he did this.

Probably just wanted to see what the teenager came up with to do?

Lu Xiaoxiao secretly followed Nandao all the way on the streets.

After walking for a while, Nandao seemed to realize something, and suddenly looked around.

Fortunately, Lu Xiaoxiao reacted quickly, and when he saw Nandao suddenly stop, he hurriedly turned around and pretended to be picking something on the roadside vendor on the side.

After a long time, Lu Xiaoxiao secretly looked over, Nandao didn't look at it anymore, just took off the sword and walked in his arms.

Then I went to buy alcohol.

Lu Xiaoxiao frowned slightly when he saw Nandao going to buy wine.

Although Jian Xiu probably likes to drink.

Half-drunk and half-awake, one sword comes and one sword goes, naturally chic, but it's not good to drink too much.

Easy hand tremors.

Of course, if the shake is accurate, then nothing will happen.

So Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the young man who was drinking by the river, and he was a little hesitant, should he go up and tell him to drink less wine at a young age?

Nandao looked back again.

Lu Xiaoxiao then hid again.

Thinking about it immediately, I am not a thief, what are I so afraid of?

But thinking about it after all, he was tailgating, and Lu Xiaoxiao still didn't stand up openly.

When the young man turned around, Lu Xiaoxiao peed out again.

Then he was very embarrassed to see the eyes of the young man's sword.

Lu Xiaoxiao vaguely remembered, I don't know where I heard about it, it seems that the Taoist saint Li Queyi once said, what sword light is mutual?

Lu Xiaoxiao can't remember it very clearly.

Anyway, if you can see a person's eyes in the mirror, then that person can see you.

That doesn't seem to be the sword light.

Whatever, what kind of light is it?

Lu Xiaoxiao thought about it, although the sword light must also be mutual, the old man of the Sword Sect next door said something every day, no matter how strong the sword cultivation is, it can't cover up the trajectory of a thousand miles of a sword, if there is a good enough number of people, even if you can't practice and can't perceive the sword intent, you can also calculate where this sword came from from the small trajectory where that sword fell.

Lu Xiaoxiao felt that this was an extremely profound question, anyway, she couldn't figure it out, after all, she hadn't gone to the Hanging Academy to study mathematics and physics that they were proud of.

Therefore, the Tianya Sword Sect thought about throwing the sword out and hiding it first every day, so that when they were used, no one would know where they were.

It's a good idea, but the sword is thrown out and gone.

Don't talk about others, you can't find it yourself.

Lu Xiaoxiao thought about it and found that he thought crookedly, looking at the stunned eyes reflected on the sword body, Lu Xiaoxiao thought about it, coughed, and walked through the crowd.

......

Nan Dao silently looked at the Lingnan woman sword cultivator who was walking towards him.

Although female sword cultivators are not uncommon in the world.

But those who have crossed paths with themselves are Qiu Xi'er and this somewhat strange woman named Lu Xiaoxiao.

"I'm a little thirsty, give me some wine."

Lu Xiaoxiao didn't squirm, and stretched out his hand directly towards Nandao.

When he walked over, Lu Xiaoxiao thought about it and directly persuaded him not to drink, which was a little strange.

So it's better to borrow wine from him directly.

Then give him all the wine to drink, so that he will naturally have no wine to drink.

Lu Xiaoxiao naturally thought very well, after all, she had also given Nandao buns to eat, and Nandao must be embarrassed to refuse.

The South Island thinks the same way.

It's just that when he was about to hand the wine jug to Lu Xiaoxiao, he saw the wound on Lu Xiaoxiao's abdomen that was oozing blood, so he retracted his hand again, shook his head and said, "This is not good, drinking alcohol will cause your wound to worsen." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao looked down at the blood on his abdomen, he never expected that Nandao would notice this, and he knew that he had covered it a little before.

Lu Xiaoxiao thought about it, but still insisted and said: "It's okay, we are sword cultivators, so naturally we are not afraid of this kind of thing, just let me take a sip." ”

It's really just a small bite.

Lu Xiaoxiao thought in his heart.

Nandao was silent for a while, still a little hesitant.

Lu Xiaoxiao kept stretching out that hand there.

Nanjima sighed, but handed the flask over.

Lu Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, he took the wine jug and raised his head, it was Tuntuntun.

After taking a sip, most of the pot of wine went directly into the stomach.

By the time the South Island recaptured the flask, the wine inside had bottomed out.

Nandao looked at the pot of wine he had just bought, looked up at Lu Xiaoxiao helplessly, and said, "This senior sister, what do you want to do?" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao said confidently: "It's not good for little children to drink. ”

"......" Nandao was silent for a while, closed the lid of the pot, turned around with his sword, looked at the twilight of the long river, and said slowly, "I know that Senior Sister wants to have more intersections with me, but I really don't have the idea of going to Lingnan at the moment." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Nandao's appearance, was silent for a while, but also laughed, walked to the riverside guardrail and leaned against it, looked at Nanyi River, and said with a chuckle: "I know." ”

Nan Dao turned his head to look at this senior sister who was more than a round older than himself.

Lu Xiaoxiao continued: "But in life, it is natural to have more than just a famous relationship, even if it is just a little more intersection, it can be regarded as a point of intimacy, and if you see you in the future, you will not be so unfamiliar that you can't speak." ”

Nandao listened to Lu Xiao's words silently, and always felt extremely weird, and thought for a long time before he spoke: "Senior sister, do you want to listen to what you are talking about?" ”

“？” Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Nandao, and when he saw the intriguing expressions of other people by the river, he realized that this passage was a bit of a bitter love drama between a man and a woman.

"What are you thinking?" Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Nandao and said, "The title I am talking about is the name between senior sisters and brothers, and I don't learn it well at a young age, right?" ”

Nandao thought to herself, it was clear that you were saying something strange, making others think that I had failed you.

But Nandao naturally did not say it, and it is even stranger to say it.

Lu Xiaoxiao naturally knew that what he said was a little strange, so he thought about it and said in a different way: "All in all, I still hope you can come to Lingnan. ”

Nan Dao looked at Lu Xiaoxiao for a long time and said, "So why is Senior Sister so persistent?" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao chuckled softly and said, "Because I think that in you, there may be a future for the Lingnan Sword Sect." ”

Nandao turned his head and looked at the glorious river in the twilight, but he also thought of those Lingnan sword cultivators who came down from the mountain.

Naturally, there will be some emotion.

But emotion does not mean that you will be convinced.

"Why doesn't Senior Sister put her hope on herself?"

Lu Xiaoxiao said slowly: "Because we really don't have this kind of hope. The Lingnan Sword Sect and the Human Sword Sect are actually not far apart, but the two are completely different situations. The disciples of the Human Sword Sect are often in their twenties, and they are thinking about how to enter the Dao, and the Lingnan Sword Cultivators are still trapped in the Dao Realm at the age of thirty. It's a world of difference. So even if this time, tens of thousands of sword cultivators came to Lingnan, but those who were in the limelight were still those disciples who played cards in the city. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao stopped and turned his head to look north.

There is a garden in the north.

In the human world, such a place of cultivation is actually very small.

But the future of a place of practice often has nothing to do with its size.

It's the height.

"When people talk about the Human Sword Sect, they often think of Xieqiao, a disciple from the peak generation of Sword Grinding Cliff. Thinking of Cong Zhongxiao, the three swords in the world back then, and the first sword in the world later, thinking of Cong Blade, this kendo overhaul that has lived for a thousand years, thinking of Chen Huaifeng, and thinking of Zhang Xiaoyu. ”

"But when it comes to the Lingnan Sword Sect, there is no name that can be remembered by the world. Therefore, even if the history of the Lingnan Sword Sect is far older than that of the Human Sword Sect, the number of Lingnan Sword Cultivators is far more than that of many Sword Sects in the human world. The Sword Sect in this mountain still can't really stand up in the cultivation world. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Nandao and said softly, "The world will definitely know your name in the future." So even if we know that you are the one who wants to sharpen the sword cliff, we have to try it. ”

"When you come to Lingnan, you should look at the scenery and treat it as a place where you stayed in your spare time when you were a teenager."

Nandao fell silent, quietly watching the twilight of the river.

Such sincerity is naturally extremely moving.

But just like Lu Xiaoxiao himself said.

In a place like Lingnan Sword Sect, what is there worth going to for him?

Nandao also wants to be emotional, but unfortunately life is not decided by the impulse that remains in the emotion.

"I can feel Senior Sister's sincerity." Nandao whispered, "But there has to be a reason, isn't it?" ”

Lu Xiaoxiao quietly looked at the big river.

"So I'm always looking for an intersection with you, and I'm looking for a possible reason." Lu Xiaoxiao said with some jokingness, "For example, you suddenly encountered something, and I happened to save your life, so is there such a reason?" ”

Nandao was silent.

Lu Xiaoxiao leaned on the guardrail and said with a smile: "After all, you have to think about it first before you have a chance to make your dream come true." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao turned his head to look at Nandao.

"What do you say?"