Chapter 3 The night is a big preserved egg
When Nan Dao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, looked at Cheng Lu and said, "What does Senior Brother mean by this?" β
Cheng Lu sat down on the edge of the cliff, looked at the direction of the East China Sea and said: "This is not a fool who has a view of mountains and rivers, I heard that the sword grinding cliff invited the sword world, so he went up the cliff upside down, and was beaten half to death." β
The South Island is confused.
Qiu Xi'er invited the sword world, he naturally knew.
But why is it that the person who goes up is a mountain and river view?
Cheng Lu glanced at Nan Dao's expression, probably knew what he was thinking, propped his knees on his chin, and said with a sneer: "I heard that what is the name of Yun Zhusheng, what is it said that there is a feud with the eleventh disciple of a certain generation of Mojian Cliff." I think that pure cultivation is stupidity, and the disciples of Grinding Sword Cliff have never exceeded ten people. The most, that is, the generation of the Sword Saint, has a ten-disciple Muyu. β
"Or I just feel that the Grinding Sword Cliff is not good, and I want to try to step on the name of the Grinding Sword Cliff to make some reputation in the world."
Cheng Lu thought it was ridiculous, so she said a lot.
"Just kidding, after Senior Sister Qiu's words came out, there are so many Sword Sects in the world, and none of them have gone up the cliff, does he think that we are all recuperating like Senior Brother Huaifeng? It's not because you can't win. β
Nandao silently thought about the woman in the white dress who used to read books and flowers all day long in Jingsi Lake.
Although it is only a small path realm, it is the sword intent of the cliff master realm.
Naturally, it was impossible for any sword cultivator of the same realm to beat her.
Nandao was still thinking about it, but Cheng Lu suddenly turned his head and looked at Nandao meaningfully.
Nandao looked down at himself, although he had been asleep for several months, he was also clean and clean, and there was nothing strange about it.
"What are you looking at, senior brother?"
Cheng Lu looked at it for a long time, then laughed softly and said, "I suddenly remembered that in fact, the person who watched the mountains and rivers was not so bold. β
The South Island is confused.
Cheng Lu turned his head, looked at the brilliant clouds in the sky, and said with a smile: "At least he hasn't dared enough to write a love letter to his senior sister." β
βοΌβ
Nandao's eyes widened, and he stuttered a little when he looked at Cheng Lu's back.
"You, you, you.... Peek at my letter! β
Cheng Lu stood up, looked at Nandao's flushed face, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Senior brother, it's not embarrassing to be peeked at, but the embarrassing thing is that you can write a typo when you write a love letter." β
β......β
Nandao raised his hand to cover his face and turned away, facing Aoyama, he was infinitely ashamed.
Fuck.
How can everyone know that they are a father-in-law?
Cheng Lu said sincerely: "Actually, it's okay to make a mistake, but you just missed the heart of thinking about words, which is a very fatal mistake." β
"Thank you for my teachings, I will study hard....."
"Come on, I'm optimistic about you." Cheng Lu patted Nandao's shoulder and encouraged, and then walked towards the bottom of the cliff.
Nandao looked at Cheng Lu's back and stopped him.
"Senior brother."
Cheng Lu turned around and looked at Nandao with a confused expression.
Nan Dao was silent for a while, and said softly, "I heard that my name is on the hunting list of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect?" β
Cheng Lu said calmly: "Yes, I added it, but I didn't know it was you at that time." β
"Why?"
Nandao looked at Cheng Lu quietly.
The cliff is full of evening breezes.
Cheng Lu turned around and walked in the evening breeze and falling leaves.
"Master asked me to add it, so you don't have to worry about it. Many people in the world have their names on it, even if it is my own, as long as no one is willing to take orders, it may not be a disguised list. β
"Someone took it and tried to kill me several times."
Nandao remembered the person from the River Sect who had disappeared for a long time.
"Yes, people from the River Sect. Those people are insane, and I heard that they even went to assassinate Kamigawa. Cheng Lu walked calmly on the way down the cliff, raising his hand to brush the blades of grass that came out of the probe. So they are unreasonable, and you can't be reasonable. β
Nan Dao silently looked at the back of Cheng Lu leaving, and then didn't know what he remembered, and asked a very strange question.
"Is the bounty rich?"
βοΌβ Cheng Lu suddenly turned his head and looked at Nandao on the cliff from a distance, then smiled and said, "It's quite rich, it's a broken sword, it's called Decisive Departure." β
"Break?"
"Four-foot decision, the sword of the seven disciples of Tsing Yi, that is known as the first person in sword moves throughout the ages, grinding many sword styles in the sword cliff, such as what clouds break the moon, the red flying over the swing, and the first line of the peerless world, all come from him. Later, the eight disciples of Tsing Yi, who is also the demon ancestor, took it on the cliff and watched the world for decades. β
Tsing Yi is naturally the first person in the world.
But not the first sword move.
This person who has sat and watched the world break through the sky for decades has never been a sword in the world.
Cheng Lu smiled, looked back at Nandao, and said, "So you said that this bounty is rich?" β
"Senior brother doesn't want it?"
"I don't want to, the sword of the Sharpening Sword Cliff is not so easy to hold, and I am not Uncle Cong Blade, how can I be embarrassed to use such a sword with a shy face." Cheng Lu turned his head and said softly, "We know that the people of the River Sect left Nanyi City later, but the sword was not given to them, because we know that you are not dead. β
"The people of the River Sect also know."
Nandao fell silent.
So why was that person never seen again?
Is it because of Zhang Xiaoyu?
"Thank you, brother." Nandao said softly.
"No thanks, come on, junior brother, maybe one day, when I think I'm worthy of a sword like that." Cheng Lu has already walked far away in the green mountains.
"Maybe I'll come to you soon."
The South Island was silent on the cliff for a long time.
It turns out that it is not only the world that is not peaceful.
There was a chill in the evening breeze, it was the autumn breeze.
Nandao held an umbrella and looked at the grave on the side for a long time, picked up the hoe on the side, buried all the new soil dug up, and then stuck the wooden plank in the grave.
It wasn't until he had done all this that he saw Wu Dalong and Lu Xiaoxiao walking back from afar, holding hands and looking around.
Nandao held an umbrella and watched the two quietly.
"Senior brother, we must not be blamed for this situation, who knew that there was an inner ghost in Lingnan. Don't worry, we're going to go back and get that damn inner ghost out and let him plant for us for ten years. β
Lu Xiaoxiao said angrily.
"......" Nandao was silent.
However, the three of them knew that Cheng Lu naturally would not have any malicious intent.
A person like Cheng Lu, if he really had malicious intentions, would not just sit at the door of the Tianya Sword Sect and scold his mother.
Wu Dalong looked at the mound that had been covered with soil, because it was not compacted, so it really looked like a person was buried in it.
"Senior brother, what are you?"
Nandao looked at the mound quietly and said softly, "That's good. β
What's good?
Wu Dalong was a little confused.
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Nandao in silence.
Is it because of Zhang Xiaoyu's sword?
Maybe just one of them.
Maybe Nandao really didn't think much about it, and just filled in a grave.
Nandao didn't say anything, holding an umbrella and carrying a sword on his back, and followed the two of them down the cliff.
The three of them walked through the mountain road and through the pass at the bottom of the cliff.
Then I came to a very quiet mountain canyon, the valley road was full of autumn red maple trees, the road was clean, and it looked like there were some sword marks, as if someone had cut it out little by little with a sword.
The cool evening breeze in the gorge may be the reason why there are red maple trees on both sides, but there are not many fallen leaves on the road.
It wasn't until I got out of the valley that I saw a narrow mountain path going down.
There is a clear stream flowing slowly down the road, and there are many vegetable fields along the stream.
At the bottom is the appearance of the Sword Sect on the mountainside.
In fact, there is no sword sect to talk about, just some scattered old two-story cyan buildings hidden in the jungle.
"This is the Tianya Sword Sect." Lu Xiaoxiao stopped on the mountain road and pointed to the small cyan buildings under the mountain road stream.
Then he turned around and pointed to some faint red buildings in the distance.
"Over there, it's the Little White Sword Sect."
"How is the Little White Sword Sect the Red Mansion?"
"The Tianya Sword Sect is not at the end of the world." Lu Xiaoxiao said very innocently.
"......" Nandao fell silent.
Wu Dalong on the side argued: "Tianya Sword Sect is because our sword is in Tianya. β
"Ah, yes, so in the whole of Lingnan, you are the poorest."
The swords were thrown out, and naturally they were poor.
Wu Dalong also fell silent.
The three of them walked down the mountain road, and the cool breeze blew all over the mountain, but they were also a little happy.
This is probably the tranquility that Nanyi City cannot have.
The bottom of the mountain road is naturally not the foot of the mountain, it still belongs to the top of the mountain, and if you want to really go down the mountain, you need to go down a long distance.
After all, Cheng Lu, who scolded the mountain, did not really go to the Tianya Sword Sect to scold.
It's just on the stone steps down from the mountain gateβthe stone steps where you drank too much and broke your hand.
Nandao was about to walk down the mountain road with a clear stream flowing down the side, but suddenly he looked back to the north.
What's after the mountain?
It's just a mountain.
I don't know why, but he remembered the sentence grass for fireflies.
It's weird.
Nandao thought like this, and walked to the end of the mountain road together with Lu Xiaoxiao and Wu Dalong.
It's still decent to be here, after all, it's also an old sword sect with a history of many years. Although there are no famous big names, even if the world has lived for thousands of years, it can be properly arranged.
So there are bluestone paths that stretch to both sides.
To the left is the Tianya Sword Sect, and to the right is the Little White Sword Sect farther away.
Lu Xiaoxiao turned to look at Nandao and said, "Where does junior brother want to go?" β
Nandao thought for a moment and said, "I'm a little tired today. β
Although I just woke up, I was indeed a little tired.
Lu Xiaoxiao naturally knew what Nandao meant, and he was not disappointed, he just smiled and said, "Okay, then junior brother is here to rest for one night now, and I will take you back to the Sword Sect tomorrow." β
Wu Dalong was not happy when he heard this.
"What is the meaning of returning to the Sword Sect, you should go to your Sword Sect."
Nandao had a headache, and walked alone along the bluestone road towards the small building with an umbrella.
The two argued for a long time, only to find that Nandao had left alone, so they hurriedly followed.
Passing through the path shaded by the green trees, there is a fairly clean courtyard-like existence, about a hundred feet away, those small buildings are at the end of the path at the edge of the courtyard.
Looking at Nandao, he always felt that there was a feeling of imitating the Sword Sect in the world.
But it's normal to think about it, after all, it is the Lingnan Sword Sect, which can also be called the Sword Cultivation Community of the Sword Sect of the Human World.
Nandao had just walked up to the courtyard when he saw a young man walking out with an ugly-looking sword on his back and a musical instrument with many strings.
The two looked at each other across the stage, both stunned for a moment.
Nan Dao thought to himself, could this be the sect master of the Tianya Sword Sect?
Why does he look younger than Wu Dalong, shouldn't he be an old man?
Wu Dalong saw Nandao's appearance on the side, and then looked at the young man who came out over there, and said with a smile: "This is a new disciple who was accepted before, a few days later than you, well, that's the junior brother, it's called ......"
Before Wu Dalong's words were finished, the young man on the other side of the courtyard laughed, and said in a gentle voice: "My name is Le Chaotian, the music of musical instruments." β
As he spoke, he plucked the instrument in his hand.
Nandao looked at the young man strangely, but he couldn't say anything.
Is there a junior brother?
Or is it someone who looks about the same age as Chen He?
It's just that the young man named Le Chaotian didn't have so many concerns, and looked at Nandao and said seriously: "Senior brother, I finally woke up from this sleep." β
Nandao hesitated for a moment before he said embarrassedly: "Well, junior brother is good." β
It's a bit of a preamble and a bit of a postscript.
Nandao felt that if this was a confrontation, he would definitely lose his momentum from the beginning.
But there probably weren't that many bizarre encounters.
Le Chaotian was very adaptable to being called junior brother by a young man, walked over with a smile, and looked at Wu Dalong and Lu Xiaoxiao and called out to senior brother and sister.
Then he looked at Nandao, raised the instrument in his hand, and said, "Hello, senior brother." β
What should a senior brother do?
Nandao thought about it, and learned from Zhang Xiaoyu They patted Le Chaotian on the shoulder.
"Okay, come on."
Lu Xiaoxiao and Wu Dalong were smiling snugly beside them.
Le Chaotian looked at the two of them and said, "Senior sister and sister are hiding from the Four Broken Swords today, they should be tired, it's better to go and rest early, I'll take Senior Brother for a walk." β
Lu Xiaoxiao and the others were really tired.
It's just that he was tired of digging graves, and he was chased by Cheng Lu all over the mountain for a while, and he was indeed a little tired, so when he heard Le Chaotian's words, he hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Okay!" β
The two of them walked across the courtyard to the side of the small blue buildings.
Don't ask Lu Xiaoxiao to go over there too.
She had to keep an eye on Wu Dalong.
Le Chaotian watched the two leave, turned his head to look at Nan Dao and said with a smile: "Senior brother, if you are not used to calling junior brother, you can call Chaotian." β
Nandao hesitated a little while holding the umbrella and said, "Let's call it junior brother." β
After all, you have to get used to it.
Living in the cultivation world, there will always be a day when you become a senior brother.
Thinking like this, Nandao seemed to have adapted a lot, and continued: "Where is the junior brother taking me? β
Le Chaotian walked along the courtyard with a musical instrument in his arms, and said with a smile: "It's just a leisurely walk." β
"Don't take me to see the master....." Nandao couldn't call out the word master again this time.
Le Chaotian looked back at Nandao, thought for a while, and said: "You don't need to call Master, Senior Brother Dalong, they don't call them either, either they call the old man, or they are old madmen, or they are lazy." β
"......" Nandao was silent, followed Le Chaotian over, and asked, "Why?" β
Le Chaotian hugged the instrument and said as he walked: "Because he thinks about the end of the world with a hidden sword all day long, and then waves a sword to come." β
"Isn't that good?"
"If it really succeeds, then it's good." Le Chaotian said with a smile, "It's a pity that he has hidden the sword for many years, um.... The Tianya Sword Sect has hidden swords for many years, but so far none have been found. β
When Nandao heard this, he looked at Le Chaotian, who had been smiling, and asked very puzzledly: "Then what are you doing here?" β
Le Chaotian patted the things in his hand and said, "It's quiet here, the place I used to stay in was too noisy, and if I wanted to play a tune, I would be thrown away." β
"I see." Nandao nodded in realization. "And what is this?"
"Gong Hou." Le Chaotian turned his head with Konghou, looked at Nandao and said with a smile, "This is Konghou." β
Nandao was still a little suspicious, but when he saw Le Chaotian turn around, there was some light in his eyes, he really believed it, he just wanted to find a quiet place to play the tune.
What kind of person can still have a brilliant light in his eyes when the twilight is about to render the night?
It must be someone with a passion in his arms.
Le Chaotian looked at Nandao's thoughtful expression, then smiled, and didn't go any further, so he sat down on the circular steps at the edge of the courtyard and patted the place beside him.
"I'll play one for my brother."
"Okay."
Nan Dao sat over, turned his head and stared very intently at Le Chaotian and the gong in his hand.
Le Chaotian coughed lightly twice, cleared his throat, faced the twilight clouds all over the mountain, and then raised his hand to pluck the strings.
In the autumn breeze of a mountain, countless autumn leaves blow in the canyon on the top of the mountain behind themselves, and fall into the heavens and the earth.
The sound of the song began to rise.
Le Chaotian smiled slightly, and while playing, he sang softly and gently:
Shu Miao traveled ten miles at night.
Picked up the poetry bag and threw away the clothes bag.
The weather is cold, the road is slippery, and the horse's hooves are stiff.
It was Xie Lang who came to see Li Lang.
At first, the strings were plucked very slowly, as if they were speaking slowly, and the music was sung very gently.
However, in the second half, Le Chaotian was still smiling, but his eyes were brighter, and the movements in his hands became faster, and the music went high, and the mountains seemed to be windy, and the red leaves fell to the world.
Singing:
Drinking hot ears said article.
Knock down the adjacent wall and knock down the Hu bed.
Onlookers clapped their hands and laughed wildly.
......
The song is so far, it is the extreme, but Le Chaotian did not sing any more, looked back at Nandao with a smile, and said softly in the sound of the song:
"What's wrong with being sparse, what's wrong with being crazy."
Then the music stopped.
The mountains are full of fallen leaves, and the wind does not stop.
......
Onlookers clapped their hands and laughed wildly. What's the matter with being sparse, what's wrong with being crazy.
......
Nandao looked at Le Chaotian in a daze and asked, "What is this song called?" β
"A cut of plums."
"Senior brother plays so well, why is he smashed?"
"Because I played so well, they were jealous of me."
Le Chaotian said with a smile.
Nan Dao chuckled softly: "It may indeed be like this, will there be anything else in the junior brother?" β
Le Chaotian stood up with a smile and said, "Senior brother wants to hear it, I'll play it to senior brother another day, it's not early today, I'll take you to see the old man first." β
β.....β
Nandao realized that the twilight was only a little farther away.
That little bit of twilight hung on the edge of the night.
It's as if you hold up a preserved egg to the light, and then there is a dark orange light flowing in that corner.
Well, the night is a big preserved egg.
Thinking so, Nandao stood up and walked away with Le.