Holding an umbrella and carrying a sword, Nandao sat quietly on a rock at the bottom of the stream at the bottom of the stream.

Going down the stream, you can see a small river.

It was a tributary of the Nanyi River.

Walking along the tributary, you will pass through a low forest, and after the forest, you will find the town of Nanke.

But the South Island stopped here and did not go any further.

There seemed to be a lot of light rising above the sky dome in the distance, it should be sword intent.

Nandao didn't know what was happening, just glanced up and lowered his head again.

Maybe it's the wrong way.

Thinking so, Nandao looked down at the murmuring of the stream at night, and everything was peaceful.

There was a sound of rustling in the mountains and forests behind him, maybe some kind of hare or something.

If it had been before, he would have imagined that sound as a very fierce animal.

But now that I have a sword in my hand, I'm not very afraid of that kind of thing, so I'd rather think of those unknown voices as cute.

The stone may be gray or white.

Nandao didn't know why, and he couldn't confirm what the true hue of this color was right now.

Maybe it's because I've walked past this clear stream in the afternoon and walked back again.

Nandao didn't think about what he had seen when he walked over in the afternoon.

Just thinking, maybe I'm on the wrong track.

The forest wasn't big.

But there are also several paths.

Maybe I accidentally went down the wrong path and went to the foot of another mountain.

Nandao sat on the stone of unknown hue for a long time.

Then he stood up silently, held an umbrella and walked slowly along the Qingxi at the foot of the mountain, walked for a while, pulled out the peach blossom sword behind him, and walked forward with the sword in his hand.

The South Island walked for a long time at night, so the clear stream flowed into the river, and the South Island walked into the forest.

The forest was very quiet, and Nandao walked on the path with his sword and umbrella in hand.

The trail is crooked, not straight.

Perhaps it is this that the secluded path under the night that winds and turns into the depths makes the soul of the South Island not so quiet.

So he held the sword and held it tightly, as did the umbrella.

After walking along the trail for a while, the first fork came out, and Nandao stopped there to look at it for a while, and silently chose the side that he had not walked in the afternoon.

April flowers and plants were lined with trees, and there was no wind in the forest, so they grew silently on the side of the road.

It seems that it has always grown like this.

Nandao thought about the trails he had seen in his memory.

The palm of his left hand holding the umbrella was a little sweaty, and Nandao opened his hand slightly to look at it, and did not wipe it, but just held the sword in his hand a little tighter.

At the end, Nandao simply closed his eyes.

Don't look at anything, don't think about anything.

It's just a feeling that goes deeper.

I don't know how long it took for the silence of the mountains and forests to fade.

There was some wind on the face.

At the edge of the mountain forest at night, the young man stood quietly in the wind with his umbrella and sword closed.

The wind smells of fallen leaves, sediments, dead trees, and the murmuring of streams.

Maybe there are also birds that frighten away, fluttering and dropping some gray feathers.

The sound of the hare, which I had imagined before, was also jumping away at the edge of the mountain forest.

Nandao's hand trembled slightly, and so did his body.

So the eyelashes of the eyes under the umbrella were fluttering, as if they were about to open their eyes, and they seemed to be resisting.

Maybe I made a mistake before?

Nandao thought to herself.

It took a long time for Nandao to take a deep breath and clench the sword in his hand.

Open your eyes.

The green mountains of the world are silent in the night.

There is a small river flowing at the foot of the mountain.

The night was dark and silent.

"Gross!"

Nandao bent forward with the sword in his hand, and the peach blossom sword was inserted into the dirt, so it was like a kind of support.

Nanjima held his sword and retched forward.

His face was covered with fine sweat, and then the sweat gathered and dripped down drop by drop.

Yes.

There is no small town.

There is no small town!

Nandao trembled.

What about Nanke Town?

Nandao looked up and looked with trepidation at the vast expanse of grassy flatlands on the banks of the river below the mountain.

What about that town?

Nandao questioned inwardly, and the irrepressible fear made him retch.

I don't know when my clothes are soaked.

The night wind blew, and it was extremely cold.

Nanjima stood there bent over for a long time with his sword in hand, and then finally stood up straight, gasping for breath, and walked slowly forward.

But without reaching the bank of the river at the foot of the mountain, he stopped.

There are people standing on the bank of the river in the wind, dressed in white, quietly facing away from the South Island.

Nan Dao stood not far away, looked at the man named Peach Blossom, and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you also looking for it?" ”

Peach Blossom quietly looked at the weeds at the foot of the mountain, and then turned around, and the peach blossom was extremely bright.

Maybe he's looking at the South Island, maybe not, he only has that peach blossom on his face.

It's calm, and if you have eyes, it's calm.

This is what Nandao heard from the sound of peach blossoms.

"No, there's no town here, not all the time."

Peach Blossom's voice is very calm and indifferent.

"I didn't say it was town!"

Nandao looked at Peach Blossom and said angrily.

"But I know what you're talking about, you and I live together, South Island." Peach Blossom didn't care about Nandao's almost roaring tone, but still said calmly and indifferently.

Nandao fell silent in a daze.

A mountain of night wind blows down the riverbank.

It's lonely.

"If there wasn't a town here." After being silent for a long time, Nandao looked up at Peach Blossom again.

"Then where did I get to Nanyi City from?"

Peach Blossom said calmly: "Maybe you've been in Nanyi City all along, maybe you've come from farther away." ”

Nandao walked out of the mountain forest in silence and stopped in front of the peach blossom, and then the peach blossom sword in his hand suddenly raised and stopped on the bright peach blossom.

"Really?"

Nandao asked softly.

As if she didn't see the sword, Peach Blossom said calmly, "Yes." ”

Nandao looked at Peach Blossom quietly, and then the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed forward.

Peach Blossom raised her hand and calmly grasped the sword.

The blade of the sword is not sharp, but there is sword intent on it.

Peach Blossom just held it calmly, and then the aura around her body surged, and Nandao and the sword shook back.

Nandao held the umbrella and stood firm not far away with his sword, and he was about to stab at the peach blossom again with the sword.

Peach Blossom turned around calmly and looked at the green hills.

The parrot island behind Nandao suddenly came out of its sheath, wrapped in sword intent in front of Nandao.

"As I said, you and I live together."

Peach Blossom said calmly.

"Even if you really want to kill me, it's not time yet."

Nandao held the Peach Blossom Sword, silently looked at Parrot Island, which fell into the control of Peach Blossom, and said slowly: "Sometimes I feel that I have forgotten something, and sometimes I feel very confused when I look at the world. ”

Nandao said, pausing and turning his head to look at the plains of the river valley where the weeds were constantly shaking in the wind.

"But there are some things that I haven't forgotten, so don't try to lie to me!"

Peach Blossom just quietly faces the green hills.

"Maybe you're mistaken."

"I didn't!"

Nandao was enraged again, clenched the peach blossom sword, and slashed at the parrot continent with a sword, the two sword intent is the same, both are from the Nandao Divine Sea, it is inseparable for a while, after all, the peach blossom sword is held by Nandao in his hand, compared to the rootless parrot continent, it is natural to have some advantages, so soon the cold and light long sword fell into the downwind.

Then it was split by a sword from Nandao, and fell not far away like a streamer, but before it landed, the white-clothed Peach Blossom stretched out his hand, and the parrot island dragged the sword intent back and fell into the hands of the peach blossom.

Nandao shook his sword forward, only to be stunned the next moment.

The peach blossom holding the parrot island suddenly came to him, and the sword of the southern island was still stretched out in the wind of the green mountains, and the parrot island had stopped between his eyebrows.

"I said it." Peach Blossom's voice was very calm and indifferent.

"Kill you, I can be the South Island too."

Nandao felt the chill on the tip of the sword in Parrot Island, but he raised his head and looked at the peach blossoms in front of him.

"Then you kill me and take over my life of hiding under the umbrella."

Nandao lowered the peach blossom sword in his hand.

By the time the town that was supposed to be on the banks of the river disappeared, Nandao's heart was on the verge of collapse.

So even if the parrot island was really against the skin of his eyebrows, and some maybe bright red liquid was falling along the bridge of his nose, Nandao did not retreat, but stepped forward.

Peach Blossom finally took the sword.

Turning the blade of the sword, he used the hilt of the sword to knock Nandao back, and fell into a field of weeds.

"You're mistaken."

Peach Blossom said calmly.

Minamijima sat down on the ground and let go of his sword, as if he wanted to let go of the umbrella as well, but eventually tightened his grip on the umbrella bone.

The last words that Peach Blossom said, Nandao didn't seem to hear it, this young man who had been hiding under the umbrella for many years, just raised his head, didn't wipe the blood in his eyebrows, and looked at Peach Blossom quietly.

"Since you are born together, why is this person hiding under the umbrella not you?"

Peach Blossom calmly threw Parrot Island in front of Nandao, and the peach blossom swayed in the wind.

"It used to be me."

There seemed to be more melancholy in Peach Blossom's voice.

Nandao was stunned for a moment, and then heard Peach Blossom continue to speak.

"But now it's you."

This sentence is short.

But the story is not.

It's just that no one has said it in its entirety.

Let all the winds wander and speculate under the green hills.

Peach Blossom turned around and walked slowly on the grass by the river.

"Hold your umbrella tightly, and hold your sword tightly, I will leave the choice to see the truth to you, then go on well."

Peach Blossom said calmly in her voice.

"Don't look back until ......."

Until everything is forgotten.

Peach Blossom didn't finish those things.

Nandao sat there in a daze, then raised his hand, wiped the bright red blood on his face, held the two swords stuck in front of him, and stood up.

After a long silence, Nandao headed in the direction from which he had come.

When he walked to the edge of the mountain forest, Nandao turned his head and looked at the figure of Peach Blossom with a sad expression.

"So I really remember wrong?"

Peach Blossom did not answer.

Nandao turned and walked into the woods.

The wind does not enter the forest.

Then there were some howling cries in the woods.

As if she hadn't heard, Peach Blossom stopped quietly on the riverside.

So after the boy had gone away, something seemed to fly out of the woods, a black lacing.

The frenulum may have been quietly tied in front of the eyes of a teenager.

Peach Blossom took the strap and fastened it around her wrist.

And so the weeds started to burn.

until it burns like a lamp.

Until everything was burned out, many old stone slabs appeared at the foot of the peach blossoms.

So there were green eaves, white walls, red lanterns, and dim lights under the windows.

Peach Blossom stood on the corner of the town.

Someone came from the night at the end of the long street.

Maybe a blacksmith.

Maybe it's an ordinary townsman.

......

Nandao sat down on the stream rock with his sword on his back.

If it weren't for the sword wound in the center of the eyebrows, which was still oozing some blood, all the stories would be as if nothing had happened.

The night was already dark.

The light behind the green hills in the distance had dimmed.

Nanyi City has already rested, so naturally it is already late.

Nandao turned his head to look in the direction of Nanyi City, and then turned back again.

It also makes no sense to go back to Nanyi City.

Nandao finally seemed to understand where the hesitation he had said to Zhang Xiaoyu on the wall came from.

It's not just an umbrella in your hand.

It's that he's in Nanyi City, and he's just a rootless Ping.

Even if he claims to be the gatehouse of the Hanging Courtyard, he is actually just borrowing.

Probably only a few people he met were enough to stop him.

It's just that it's hard to face Mr. Mei now, Chen He has also left Nanyi City, the rat is a little demon on the river all day long, and the Sword Sect in the world doesn't welcome him.

What are you going to do when you go back?

Nandao thought silently.

Nandao didn't think about the other side of the forest.

It's like nothing happened.

He just left Nanyi City by chance, and then sat by the stream and thought about where he went.

Nandao thought as he turned his head to look to the east of the world.

It's a pity that there are countless green hills to the east, and nothing can be seen in the South Island.

The way I look now, I probably can't get up to the high cliff of the East China Sea.

Nandao may have just seen Qiu Xi'er for the first time.

But he never thought that that cold woman would become his only sustenance at this time.

Nandao sat on the stream with an umbrella and watched a stream of April water go away in a daze.

Sir, where do I go?

Nandao sat in silence for a long time, then stood up, sword on his back, and walked in the direction he had come.

Pass through Nanyi City and go to other cities.

Through the world, to other worlds.

Nandao decided to go back and say goodbye to Zhang Xiaoyu and Mr. Mei.

......

Lu Xiaoxiao held the sword and sat in silence on the bank of the Nanyi River.

From morning to night today, she didn't meet the young man, maybe she was deliberately avoiding her.

Lu Xiaoxiao thought so.

The lights behind him were gradually going out.

So only those long streets and high-rise buildings remained, with a sparse light above the eaves, silent in the night.

"You look a little troubled, is there anything that the rat can help you?"

A girl's voice came from the river.

Lu Xiaoxiao raised his eyes and looked at the Nanyi River in front of him, where a mouse demon was holding a small boat on the silent Nanyi River and coming this way, with a sincere smile on his face.

It's just that for some reason, Lu Xiaoxiao always felt that there was always some sadness in the smile on the face of the rat demon girl.

Maybe it's just a few stories.

Lu Xiaoxiao thought so.

The rat's boat had come to the bank of the river, smiling at Lu Xiaoxiao.

"Rat rat?"

Lu Xiaoxiao looked at the girl and said.

Rat nodded affirmatively.

The little demon rat and rat of Nanyi River are naturally not small in the world, and Lu Xiaoxiao, a Lingnan sword cultivator, has naturally heard of some.

Looking at the rag that was rehung on the side of the boat, Lu Xiaoxiao thought for a while and said, "I want to find a teenager, can you help me?" ”

Rat Rat patted his chest and said, "No problem, what's his name?" ”

"South Island."

The rat was stunned, holding the penny that was very ugly and maybe didn't know what he picked up there, and looked up and down at the landing Xiaoxiao.

"You're from his family?"

"It's not." Although Lu Xiaoxiao didn't know why the rat asked such a question, he still shook his head and said.

The rat took a deep breath, frowned, and said, "Then this is a bit difficult to do." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao was very puzzled and said, "What's so hard to do?" ”

The rat put down the penny, sat down at the bow of the boat, and looked at Lu Xiaodao seriously: "I advise you not to look for him." ”

Lu Xiao sneered, looked at the rat and said, "What's wrong with him?" What's wrong? ”

Rat Mouse shook his head and said, "That's not true, it's just that things between you are not easy." ”

Lu Xiaoxin thought that rats really have such magical powers? Do you even know what you want to do?

Lu Xiaoxiao frowned and looked at the rat and said, "Why is it not easy?" ”

The girl put on the broken hat on her head, looked to the east, and said, "Because among you, there is also a great sword cultivator who sharpens the sword cliff. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao was shocked, rats and rats even knew about this kind of thing?

So he looked at the mouse very sincerely and said, "Then do you think I have much hope?" ”

The rat looked at Lu Xiaoxiao very seriously, as if he was thinking very seriously, and then shook his head and said, "It's very hanging." ”

Of course, Lu Xiaoxiao knew that it was a matter of suspense to snatch someone from the hands of the Grinding Sword Cliff.

The rat snorted, tilted his head to look at Lu Xiaoxiao and continued: "You are too old, although the age of the Donghai one is not too young, but this is a different concept. ”

Lu Xiaoxiao felt a little strange when he heard it.

"You are like the world, if someone wants to marry a wife who is thirty years older than him, then others will definitely say that he is crazy, but if he marries a wife who is a thousand years older than him, others will think,, amazing!"

Rat Mouse said very seriously.

Lu Xiaoxiao was already confused.

What the hell is this mouse demon talking about?

Lu Xiaoxiao looked up at Lu Xiaoxiao and asked very sincerely, "Did he also write you a love letter?" ”

“？”

Lu Xiaoxiao finally realized that the rat rat had completely misunderstood her thoughts.

The rat rat hadn't realized his misunderstanding yet, and thought that Lu Xiaoxiao didn't understand what she meant, so he continued: "If he also wrote you a love letter, then I estimate that your hope may be greater, after all, the East China Sea is too high, and he won't be able to go for a while." ”

Lu Xiaoxiao was silent.

“......”