The little boy Hu Lu returned to the Sword Sect, it seemed that he had been sitting at the door for too long with Fang Cun in his arms, and at this time he was still subconsciously sitting on the steps of the door with his sword in his arms.

The ordinary steps of the world had been broken by a penny of rats and rats before, although Zhang Xiaoyu, who was worried about being blamed by Cong Blade, repaired it very seriously, but it was still a little weird.

After all, it was just turned over, not to go back to the mountains to find some stones to polish.

So Hu Lu always feels a little weird when he sits, as if he is a little swaying.

So he writhed his ass uneasily.

Some of the brothers in the concierge were playing cards.

Hu Lu didn't know why, and suddenly he couldn't get involved.

Could it be because he learned that he was going to be the sect master of the Sword Sect, so he began to subconsciously set up a person?

Hulu sat on the steps and thought as he twisted his ass.

But this is really a serious question.

After all, the master of the Sword Sect represents the face of the entire Human Sword Sect.

To put it mildly, it is not only the face of the entire Nanyi City, but even the face of all the Sword Sects in the entire south.

You are like Cong Blade, what were you before, a cold and melancholy little boy, even if he was beaten by someone with a knife and vomited blood and returned, he still did not change his death.

But after becoming the sect master, he became lazy. Sleeping on the bridge all day long.

Hu Lu thought of this, and felt that the first point set by the sect master was to be lazy, so lazy that he slept twelve hours a day, and he didn't support the soy sauce when he poured it.

Nodding his head, he went into the porter, took a plank of wood from it, turned over a piece of charcoal from the stove that had been left unused, and walked back to the doorstep, holding it crookedly and writing lazy words on it.

Then he tilted his head again and continued to think.

What else?

And strong, so strong that the world would rather sleep on him.

Hu Lu thought about this and hesitated a little.

Although strong is also a character design, it is not something that can be achieved casually.

So he wrote a strong word on the board and put a question mark again.

And then I felt that if I wasn't strong enough, I couldn't seem to be lazy.

So I put a question mark on the lazy word again.

After staring at these two words for a long time, Hu Lu was very melancholy.

It would be nice if he had the talent of Senior Brother Xiaoyu.

No matter how bad it is, Senior Brother Huaifeng can do it.

Hu Lu thought about it, but he still didn't understand why Senior Brother Huaifeng had to make himself the sect master.

But the master agreed.

The main thing is a casual hand?

Hu Lu sat with a sad face, put the plank aside, looked at the somewhat crooked stone steps of the doorway, and remembered that he was beaten by the rat with a penny.

Although he was left with his hand at the time.

But looking at the world, whose sect master has suffered this kind of grievance at a young age?

Hu Lu sighed, picked up the plank with his sword in his hand, and stood up.

Walking into the gatehouse, he put the wooden board back, and a senior brother on the side turned his head to look at the things written on the wooden board, looked at Hu Lu and asked suspiciously, "Are you trying to slander Master?" ”

"......" Hu Lu shook his head quickly, and explained very sincerely, "I'm thinking about what kind of character I should set up if I become the sect master in the future. ”

The words of "......" made the senior brother speechless.

The two of them stood in the corner of the porter, studying the plank.

This senior brother named Jiang Hehai also thought about it seriously.

"It seems that the three generations of sect masters of the Sword Sect are all lazy and lazy. Until the fourth generation, will there be aesthetic fatigue in the world? ”

Jiang Hehai said very seriously.

Hu Lu tilted his head and thought about it, as if it did make sense.

"But it seems that cultivators like us who are wandering around the world don't have much to do except be lazy."

Jiang Hehai shook his head and said: "That's because you are still too young, even if you really go to Nanyi City to find something to do, they don't dare to ask you, five hundred years after the Great Wind Calendar, Shenhe promulgated the Great Wind Juvenile Law, which clearly stipulates that juveniles under the age of fifteen are not allowed to be employed in any form." ”

Hu Lu was stunned when he heard it, isn't Kamigawa the three swords in the world?

Do you still care about this kind of thing?

Thinking about it and being a little curious, he looked at Jiang Hehai and asked, "Then why must you be under fifteen, but not under fourteen?" ”

Jiang Hehai thought for a while and said, "I don't know, it's about thirty and fifty, and fifteen and a half squatting." ”

“......”

Jiang Hehai continued: "So you see that we often do some messy things in the human world soon? ”

This is something that Hulu does know.

Nanyi City also knows it.

Maybe everyone knows it.

It may be a disciple of the Sword Sect who brings you food, and the person who serves you tea is also a disciple of the Sword Sect.

So for many years, if nothing big happened, few people pretended to be forced in Nanyi City.

After all, it was accidentally installed on the head of the Human Sword Sect.

"So I have an idea." Jiang Hehai didn't know what he remembered, his eyes flashed.

"What an idea." Hulu looked at him curiously.

"You can open a mahjong parlor in the human world, or directly change the Human Sword Sect into a mahjong parlor......"

Hu Lu didn't finish listening, turned around and left.

Although Hu Lu also plays cards, after all, his card addiction is still not as big as Zhang Xiaoyu and these senior brothers, if they come, they may really be able to do this kind of thing to deceive teachers and destroy ancestors.

After all, now the Sword Sect in the world is really no different from a card hall, and the only thing that still looks like a Sword Sect is that ordinary people don't dare to come in to play cards.

But that seems to be really possible?

Anyway, the Sword Sect Garden, if you are idle, you will also be idle, and if you change it into a card hall, you can also create a lot of income, and the senior brothers don't have to go out to find something to do? Maybe you can have a few houses in Nanyi City, and then your wife and children will be on the kang.

Hulu shook his head frantically as he thought about it.

No, no, no.

It will be beaten to death by the master.

Hu Lu felt that Senior Brother Jiang Hehai was simply guilty.

opened the door to a simple teenager like himself.

Hu Lu chanted the sword trick several times before he calmed down and abandoned those strange thoughts.

In the Sword Sect garden, Zhang Xiaoyu was found everywhere.

In the end, they learned from Mei Quming that Zhang Xiaoyu went to a pool again, so they turned back and went towards a pool.

Hu Lu decided to calm down and practice quietly, but before that, he decided to ask Zhang Xiaoyu how he practiced and if there was any trick.

Zhang Xiaoyu probably doesn't, but he has good talent.

Or maybe it's like listening to Fengtai and Chen He.

If you don't sleep after playing cards, you think he's sleeping, but he's actually practicing.

You're going to practice secretly and then kill everyone.

Hu Lu walked on the garden path leading to a pond, and at the same time called Senior Brother Yu there.

If it was Zhang Xiaoyu on weekdays, he would definitely not be able to bear it.

If you call me Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I will endure it, but if you call me Senior Brother Yu, I will break your head.

It's a pity that Zhang Xiaoyu is not available now.

When Hu Lu held the sword and shouted all the way to the first pool, he didn't see Zhang Xiaoyu's figure, until he walked under the peach tree, and then he saw Zhang Xiaoyu sitting in the stream surrounded by sword intent.

Okay, you Zhang Xiaoyu, you really practiced secretly when everyone wasn't paying attention.

Hulu looked around, picked up a small stone, and threw it into the stream.

It's a pity that before the stone fell on Zhang Xiaoyu's body, it was crushed by those sword intents, turned into fine dust and fell into the stream, drifting away with a stream of peach blossoms.

Hu Lu sighed, knowing that Zhang Xiaoyu would indeed ignore him, so he sat down with a sword under the peach tree, holding his face and looking at Zhang Xiaoyu blankly.

All he was thinking about was how to become a qualified and powerful Sword Sect Master.

......

Jiang Ye held the sword, walked around Nanyi City for a long time, and finally walked to the gate of the Sword Sect.

Listening to the familiar sound of playing cards in the Sword Sect, Jiang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, naturally there was no feeling of tears in his eyes, after all, he had only been away for a long time.

It was only when I started to walk up the steps that I stopped.

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a figure coming towards the Sword Sect in the shade of the trees by the river through the sunlight that had already deflected.

Jiang Ye had never seen Gongzi Wubei.

But he was able to guess the identity of the person from the superficial things.

So Jiang Ye stopped, holding the sleepless sword in his arms, and quietly looked at the boy who was walking towards this side.

"You're back." Gongzi Wubei stopped in front of the stone steps and looked at the sleepless sword in Jiang Ye's arms.

There is no guilt, and there is no doubt.

Just calmly said such a sentence.

Jiang Ye quietly looked at Gongzi Wubei for a long time, and said slowly: "It turns out that you have always been in Nanyi City?" ”

Childe said calmly: "It's not always there, but sometimes it's needed." ”

Jiang Ye looked at him and asked, "I admit that in Daze, there is indeed a reason why you are needed, but in Nanyi City, I don't know." ”

Gongzi Wubei smiled softly, but he wanted to cough a little, so he stopped laughing and said, "So you are Jiang Ye, not Chen Huaifeng." ”

Jiang Ye looked at Gongzi Wubei quietly, and naturally knew what he meant by this sentence.

Chen Huaifeng was the closest person to the Great Dao among these Sword Sect disciples.

Although Jiang Ye and Chen Huaifeng are both senior brothers of the Sword Sect.

But a senior brother is different from a senior brother.

Trails are also different from trails.

Even if it is sword intent, there is also a gap.

Jiang Ye didn't say anything more, looked down at the Sleepless Sword in his arms, and said slowly, "So what are you doing here?" ”

Childe said calmly: "You can do anything, in short, I won't come to apologize to your senior brother." ”

Jiang Ye shook the sword in his hand, but let go again.

What is Childe Wubei going to do, they naturally can't stop it.

The Sword Sect Garden is also just a garden.

Nothing special.

The one that stops the world.

It has never been a Sword Sect.

Rather, it was some people from the Sword Sect.

It's just that those people are not in the Sword Sect now.

Jiang Ye was silent for a long time and looked in the direction of the tomb mountain of Nanyi City.

"Does Senior Brother Huaifeng know?"

"He should know." Childe Wubei said slowly, "We have said a lot of things about Nanyi City. ”

Jiang Ye didn't say anything more, looked at Gongzi Wubei for a long time, and then stood next to the steps.

Gongzi had no sorrow and no intention of humility, so he walked up, and then stood at the gate of the Sword Sect, I don't know what he remembered, he turned his head to look at Jiang Ye and said, "I'm a little anxious, so I'm a little polite to speak, I hope Senior Brother doesn't care." ”

Jiang Ye stood on the steps, holding the Sleepless Sword, listening to the senior brother in Gongzi's words of no sorrow, he frowned, not knowing what this meant.

Jiang Ye naturally didn't know that those people from the Northern Witch Dao were in the green mountains outside the city, waiting for Gongzi Wusad to bring them some faint hope.

So naturally, I can't understand the many thoughts surging in my heart when Gongzi Wubei said that senior brother.

But Jiang Ye didn't ask.

Gongzi Wubei didn't say anything, just walked through the gate and walked towards the depths of the Sword Sect's garden.

......

Hu Lu leaned against the peach tree and quietly looked at Zhang Xiaoyu in the stream, the April sun was probably suitable for sleeping, so I didn't know when I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I found that there was already twilight in the world.

Peach blossoms fly quietly in the orange sky.

Hu Lu raised his hand very comfortably and stretched his waist and yawned, but before he finished yawning, he saw a person standing by the pool not far away.

Childe has no sorrow.

How did he end up here?

Hu Lu stood up with his sword in his arms, looked at Gongzi and asked angrily, "What are you doing here?" ”

Gongzi Wubei looked at the vigilant appearance of the little boy gourd, didn't know what he remembered, looked up at the sky, and said, "I came to find your senior brother something." ”

Hu Lu frowned and looked at the peach blossoms on Childe Wubei's shoulder.

"When did you come?"

Childe said calmly: "I've been here for a while. ”

Hu Lu looked at Gongzi without sorrow with some puzzlement.

I've been here for a while, and I didn't do anything, just standing by the pool and watching the peach blossoms?

Hu Lu naturally didn't know that the very anxious son Wubei came to a pool, so he looked at the little boy sitting under the tree, didn't know what he remembered, and then stopped by the pool in silence.

Until twilight fell, the little beard woke up from his sleep.

Probably once by his side, and once with a little teenager?

No one knows if that's the case.

In short, Childe watched here for an afternoon without sorrow and did nothing.

I didn't say such a puzzling sentence when Hulu woke up with a dazed face—I have a younger brother.

Childe Wubei didn't say anything, just chatted a few words.

Then Zhang Xiaoyu in the stream opened his eyes, looked at the hulu under the peach tree in the twilight, and said calmly: "You go to play with Senior Brother Mei Quming and them." ”

Hu Lu was a little angry when he heard this.

Why did the master say that he wanted to play by himself when he saw him, and the senior brothers also wanted to play by themselves?

I am obviously also a disciple of the Sword Sect, and I am also a sword cultivator in the world.

Is there anything you can't hear?

Hu Lu then stood angrily under the tree and turned his head to look at the twilight sky.

Zhang Xiaoyu said helplessly: "Wait for the future, if there is anything, you will call the shots, okay?" ”

Hu Lu was silent for a moment, and walked towards the pool with his sword in his hand.

In fact, in and out of the words, it is revealed that he is just a little teenager.

It may not sound much better, but Hu Lu naturally knows that there are some things that should be stopped in moderation.

So he took the sword in his hand and walked out of the pool without looking back.

There are only two people left by the pool, Zhang Xiaoyu and Gongzi Wubei.

Childe Wubei quietly looked at the sword intent by the bridge under the peach tree.

"The place where the three generations of sect masters of the Sword Sect sleep is indeed extraordinary."

"Yes." Zhang Xiaoyu sat in the stream, looked at the sword intent wrapped around the scabbard on his knees, thought about it, and said, "Sitting here, it is half of the Great Dao Cultivation." ”

Childe Wubei smiled softly and said, "What are you talking to me about this?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly: "Then what are you doing with me again?" ”

The two fell silent in the twilight.

Childe Wubei looked up at the twilight of the world, and on the peach tree that had lived for a thousand years, countless peach blossoms were flying towards the sky in the wind.

"I was in Nanyi City, going back to the old days, and seeing some stories." Childe Wubei said softly.

Zhang Xiaoyu listened quietly, the scabbard on his knees was floating in the stream, but he was only pulled by the sword intent, and he did not stay away from his knees.

Gongzi Wubei lowered his head, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, and asked a question.

"Do you have a good relationship with your senior brother?"

Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head and was silent for a while, and said, "It used to be very good. ”

The senior brother here is naturally not the senior brother of the Sword Sect.

It's the senior brother in the view.

"So why didn't it go bad?"

Childe Wubei asked very seriously.

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head, looked at Gongzi Wubei and said: "Because sometimes, there will always be some differences in concepts in the world. ”

"That's what it means to argue?"

"Maybe."

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't hide anything.

When Childe Wubei asked about his relationship with his senior brother.

Zhang Xiaoyu knew that some stories that happened in an alley in March had been watched.

The two were silent for a long time again.

The reason for the silence is because there are so many complicated things behind it.

I can't help but feel sorry for the child, and I don't think about it for a long time.

After a long time, Gongzi Wubei said slowly: "In that alley, you said the psychology of gamblers, I am curious, what are you betting?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu submerged his hand into the stream, stopped a peach blossom from the stream, and took it out, it still looked very bright, but it may have fallen for a long time.

After quietly looking at the peach blossom for a long time, Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Gongzi Wubei and asked, "What are you gambling on?" ”

Childe Wubei chuckled softly: "I'm betting on you." ”

I'm betting you are, yes.

What is it?

Childe Wubei did not say it explicitly.

Zhang Xiaoyu's face did not show any puzzled look.

As if he knew what it was.

But he didn't say it either.

A person who stands tall not only has eyes that can see many things, but also ears that can hear many things, and there are some things that cannot be talked about in a grand manner.

So whether Zhang Xiaoyu is or not.

He wouldn't say what Childe Wubei guessed.

"And how do you want to verify?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Gongzi Wubei and asked.

Childe stood calmly by the edge of a pond without sadness, looking at the peach blossom in Zhang Xiaoyu's hand.

Bright peach blossoms, peach blossoms surrounded by sword intent.

"I probably don't have time to verify it." Childe said calmly. "It's because it can't be confirmed."

The pool of twilight water rippled, as if a strong wind was blowing in the Sword Sect's garden.

Childe finished the rest of the words without sorrow.

"That's why it's called gambling."