Zhang Xiaoyu may have guessed something.

That's why he said that sentence in the back, such as the people of the River Sect hiding.

But he didn't care.

The one who hides is naturally the one who hides.

Just drinking and eating noodles in the wine shop every day, and then looking at the long street outside the window.

The town is surrounded by high cliffs in the East China Sea, so the natural streets are curved, and you can't see everything at a glance.

Zhang Xiaoyu watched that short paragraph every day, and he didn't get tired of watching it.

Since the wine shop became a noodle restaurant, Xiao Er has been busy.

People were surprised to find that there was such a delicious noodle restaurant here, and the people who came every day kept Xiao Er so busy that they even forgot about the fact that they thought something was missing from the ledger.

So Zhang Xiaoyu did his old job again.

Boy.

When he was in Nanyi City, Zhang Xiaoyu often brought tea and water to Su Guang's inn to wipe the table, and now he is still handy.

Some unsuspecting travelers in the human town are very satisfied with Zhang Xiaoyu's service, and sometimes they will give him a small amount of money when they meet someone who has a generous hand.

Zhang Xiaoyu sometimes sat by the window and looked at the money on the table, but he smiled and remembered those people in Nanyi City.

For example, the junior brother with an umbrella.

He would definitely think that if Zhang Xiaoyu saw so much money, he would definitely go crazy with joy.

Zhang Xiaoyu is indeed very happy, living in the world, even if he is a disciple of the Three Swords and Three Views, he will inevitably need money.

Having money is certainly the best.

So he looked at it for a long time, and then put it all away.

The people who come to the East China Sea are either cultivators or wealthy people.

So Zhang Xiaoyu also saved a lot of money.

Sometimes I look at Xiao Er, who is busy there, and think that when it's time to leave, I'd better settle the account.

After all, Zhang Xiaoyu is not really without conscience.

He just doesn't have money sometimes.

Of course, Xiao Er didn't know what Zhang Xiaoyu was thinking by the window, he only knew that this person knew the name of the Great Dao Xiu, and he was still weird, and he helped him greet guests every day.

Xiao Er felt that when Zhang Xiaoyu was leaving, he would have to pay him a salary no matter what he said.

Although he is just a small noodle shop shopkeeper in the world, Zhang Xiaoyu is a very high cultivator.

But wages have to be paid.

After all, His Majesty in Huaidu issued the law many years ago.

Article 1362 makes it clear that if wages are in arrears, the compensation shall be tripled, and a fine of three times shall be imposed, and if the circumstances are serious, it shall be strictly forbidden to engage in business within three generations.

Both were thinking about giving each other money.

What does it mean to go both ways?

It's called going both ways.

......

October flies quickly.

When people on the street talk and spit white mist, people know that the really cold day is coming.

Even though the town was full of fiery stoves all day long, the chill crept into people's collars through the streets.

Sometimes when people get up in the morning, they can see the white frost when they touch the window lattice, so they add a cotton coat and walk on the street.

As a result, the distinction between the human world and the spiritual world became clear.

Although many people carried swords, their clothes were thick, and some people walked comfortably through the streets with swords, looking at the swords on the side of the street and looking at the cliffs on the heights.

Some people hurriedly wore warm clothes and passed by.

That line doesn't really exist.

But when people see the stark scene on the street, there is a clear but invisible line in their eyes.

Zhang Xiaoyu was also watching from the window.

The wine in front of him was hot, Xiao Er sat there with a stove, while roasting the fire, shrinking down and drinking hot wine, while waiting for the bowl of noodles to be eaten for the people who walked into the wine shop - the store only sells noodles, and only sells ordinary noodles that are repeated in bowls, which is the bowl that was originally given to Zhang Xiaoyu.

"That's not the case in Nanyi City." Zhang Xiaoyu said suddenly.

Xiao Er was stunned for a moment, and looked up at the sword cultivator by the window, he was also dressed very thinly, just a fluttering white robe and a Taoist robe underneath.

"What's not like that?" Xiao Er asked.

Zhang Xiaoyu was drinking hot wine while looking out the window, smiling a little nostalgically.

"The people out there."

Xiao Er looked out the window and didn't find anything unusual.

Zhang Xiaoyu also seemed to realize this, so he explained to him.

"The clothes they wear." Zhang Xiaoyu said, leaning against the window edge and tilting his head to think, "It looks too inconsistent, some people are thinly dressed, some people are bloated, and the eaves seem to be freezing, but it always makes people feel weird." ”

"Weird?" Xiao Er took a sip of wine and said, "Isn't it all like this?" Cultivators are not afraid of the cold, so why should they dress so bloated, like a human being? ”

"That's not the case in Nanyi City." Zhang Xiaoyu said with a soft smile, "In winter, everyone is dressed very bloated-like a world, but there is nothing wrong with it. ”

"Then how do you know who are cultivators?" Xiao Er asked puzzled.

"Why do you need to know who are practitioners?" Zhang Xiaoyu said with a smile. "Everyone was born on this land, and they all died on this land, why should they be so clearly divided?"

Xiao Er shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know, I'm just a noodle cooker." ”

As soon as he said this, someone opened the curtain and walked in.

"The boss comes to a bowl of noodles, no green onions, no spicy."

Zhang Xiaoyu glanced at him, just an ordinary person.

But Zhang Xiaoyu still said seriously: "This is not delicious." ”

The man sat down not far away.

"I'm happy not to eat green onions or spicy food."

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and turned his head back.

Yes.

Zhang Xiaoyu has been in Nanyi City for a long time, and naturally loves to eat green onions and spicy food.

But not everyone likes to eat it this way.

Perhaps there is a difference between the world and the practitioners.

It's like a man and a demon.

But that doesn't affect the word 'harmony'.

It's just that when Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head to look out the window, he still felt a little weird, probably after staying in Nanyi City for a long time, he also felt an inexplicable sense of separation for such a commonplace thing in the world.

So he bowed his head and drank.

The man quickly finished a bowl of noodles and ate it deliciously.

Although Zhang Xiaoyu didn't understand it very well, after all, in his opinion, Xiao Er's noodles were delicious, and they were delicious on the green onions and peppers.

Without green onions and without spicy, what is the way to eat?

So he looked at Xiao Er who came out of the back kitchen with his hands and said, "Bring me a bowl of noodles without green onions and spicy noodles." ”

Little two: "......"

If it weren't for the fact that Zhang Xiaoyu was a very sword cultivator, Xiao Er would have scolded his mother directly.

I didn't say it just now, but I also had two bowls at a time.

But although Xiao Er was very angry, he still seriously ordered a bowl of noodles for Zhang Xiaoyu.

This time the ground was plain white, without the red juice of chili peppers or the greenery of green onions, just drizzled some pale yellow soup, and then added some small ingredients such as fungus meat foam on the side of the bowl.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the noodles in front of him, and his face became a little sad, forgetting that a long time ago, when he stayed in the view, he actually loved to eat such noodles very much.

Xiao Er was holding a bowl and drinking wine on the side, and then looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, who hadn't moved his chopsticks for a long time, a little strange.

"Why don't you eat it?"

His grandmother's, you eat it!

Zhang Xiaoyu sighed, picked up the chopsticks on the bowl, and knocked on the table for a long time before stabbing them into the noodle bowl.

That posture is very decisive.

It's like when Xiao Jian Xiu faces an invincible opponent, he fights for a sword.

This appearance made Xiao Er stunned for a while.

But Zhang Xiaoyu quickly picked up a chopstick noodle and put it in his mouth.

It's not the kind of surprise that I imagined, and suddenly I found the feeling I had before.

The noodles are cooked just right, the soup is thick and delicious, the meat foam is also delicious, and the fungus is very refreshing.

But there is no spicy taste, and Zhang Xiaoyu still feels a little less interesting to eat.

is like his own white clothes, after being dyed with blood, no matter how carefully he washes it, there will always be many subtle stains.

So later, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care about the black spots on his clothes.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the bowl of noodles quietly for a long time, then put down the chopsticks, picked up the wine bowl again, and drank the wine that was a little cold after a while.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Xiao Er was very puzzled when he saw Zhang Xiaoyu's appearance, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, and felt that there was no problem.

It's just a few flavors missing.

Zhang Xiaoyu laughed softly and said, "No, it's delicious, it's just." ”

I don't like it anymore.

From the first time I walked into Guanli, to the first time I walked into Nanyi City.

And then go back to the old days.

Zhang Xiaoyu thought that he was still the same boy as before.

But what kind of former teenager is there?

All the changes are subtle.

And then slowly accumulate into a huge river.

Everyone was in the river, being pushed forward, but they said to themselves—I haven't changed in the slightest.

Of course, it is not possible to have only a vulture.

You have to look back to know where it started.

So Zhang Xiaoyu pushed the bowl of noodles to Xiao Er.

Xiao Er picked up the chopsticks and ate it in a big gulp.

"Don't eat it, I don't eat such delicious noodles, I deliberately added such an ingredient for the sake of your daily help."

Xiao Er said with some anger while eating.

Zhang Xiaoyu just smiled abruptly, drank wine, and turned his head to look out the window.

"Didn't the snow come a little early this year?"

Naturally, it hasn't snowed in the town yet, and it's still as hot as ever, but the chill is getting heavier and heavier.

People are still walking on the streets, either thin or bloated and hurried.

Xiao Ertou didn't raise his head and said, "It's okay, although most of the time it's late." But there are also those who come early, depending on the weather, and don't look at whether we want it to snow. ”

The bowl of noodles was quickly eaten, Xiao Er cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and at the same time remembered something, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Are you hungry, I'll give you another bowl of normal." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head and said with a smile: "How can any cultivator be hungry, he just wants to eat." ”

Or just pretend to be a human being.

Zhang Xiaoyu fell silent and looked out the window.

Yes.

Wearing winter clothes is the same as eating noodles.

It's not cold or hungry, it's just thinking.

Why?

I probably feel like I should be like a human being.

Is it?

Isn't it?

Zhang Xiaoyu took a sip of the cold wine at the bottom of the bowl in amazement, and then picked up the wine jug on the stove on the side, but the inside may be almost gone, and it is light to lift it.

Half a bowl was poured, and the wine was gone.

So Zhang Xiaoyu shouted at the back kitchen: "No wine!" ”

Xiao Er should be washing the dishes, so he just sighed, and then said, "I'll buy it later." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu drank the remaining half bowl of wine with some filter residue, and then put down the wine bowl and said to the back kitchen; "Forget it, don't buy it."

Xiao Er was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks inside, thinking why not buy them.

So when he walked out, he saw that Zhang Xiaoyu had already stood up with a sword on his back, standing by the door and lifting the curtain, and was looking at the streets of the town.

"What's wrong?"

Xiao Er threw the cloth that wiped his hands on the table next to him and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu curiously.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned around and smiled, and said, "It's nothing, it's going to snow tomorrow, I'm leaving." ”

Xiao Er was still stunned there, and the white-clothed sword cultivator at the door had already lowered the curtain and walked out of the wine shop.

Is it going to snow?

Xiao Er didn't chase it out, just walked to the window and looked outside.

The sea breeze at the end of October is naturally much warmer than anywhere else in the world.

But there was still a lot of coldness.

The chill may be in the wind, or in the swaggering and lonely ornaments at the corners of the eaves, or in the shrunken necks of pedestrians on the road.

Of course, those cultivators naturally did not shrink their necks, and they walked straight down the street with their swords on their backs.

The white-clothed sword cultivator also shrunk his neck at first.

But shrinking and shrinking, he stretched out again, carrying his sword on his back, and walking in the winter sea breeze on the streets of the town in white clothes.

So many eyes looked at the white-clothed sword cultivator.

Xiao Er just glanced at it a few times in a hurry, and then looked up at the sky.

It was dark.

Maybe it will really snow tomorrow.

Xiao Er sat back in front of the stove and began to roast the fire.

......

Zhong Songxue held his sword and sat on a stone at the foot of the green mountain.

Maybe it's because he has swept too much snow in the past, so the posture of holding his sword is a bit like holding a broom.

There was another man not far away.

Qin Chulai, who had a sword mark between his eyebrows.

This Qingtian Dao uncle really didn't suffer much, and the sword just brushed his eyebrows.

It's like clearing snow.

There was snow between his eyebrows, so someone came and swept it.

Qin Chulai was also sitting, just with his hands on his knees, like a contemplative.

But he didn't meditate, just silence.

This green hill is not close to the high cliffs, but it is not far either.

If you look up, you can see the sword cliff that towers into the clouds.

People like them can naturally see more than just clouds.

You can also see the sword intent that wanders endlessly between the clouds and mist.

It was left behind by many Sword Sect seniors many years ago.

Grinding Sword Cliff Grinding Sword Cliff.

When the sword sect named the Ten Year Sword Sect stayed on this high cliff, they may have thought about a lot of things.

So he began to leave the sword intent and began to grind the mountain.

Until a sword was pulled out of the clear spring of the turbid sword platform.

But now the Sword Cliff is just silent, silent in those sword intents.

The sword is finished.

The story of the Ten Year Sword Sect is also over.

There is only such a sword cliff left in the world, standing in the East China Sea, quietly looking at the world.

But Qin Chulai did not feel charming as opposed to the Qingshan Sword Cliff.

Just sat there in silence.

"What's the point of seeing this sword in the East China Sea?"

Qin Chulai said with a sigh.

The senior brother of the Sword Sect over there, who was holding the sword on his feet and had nothing to do to knock on the stone, just said calmly: "Then what did you see about the sword in the original mountain and river view?" ”

Zhong Songxue looked at the sky that was about to snow, and said lightly: "Since you like to watch it, then naturally you have to read it, the reputation of the Sword Sect is not so easy to fall, and the disciples of the Sword Sect are not so easy to bully." ”

Qin Chulai really wanted to say that you are unreasonable.

But he is already a person of the world's masters, and it is a little ridiculous to say such a thing again.

And they sat down at the foot of the mountain for a long time.

Then another man came from outside the mountain, and sat down in a bush at a distance.

"I should be able to watch it at will?"

The man's voice was young.

Zhong Songxue calmly glanced over there, and then said, "Hezong Chen Qingshan, of course, you can look at it casually. ”

Chen Qingshan sat far away, although he couldn't see his face clearly, he was also a little surprised when he thought about it.

"Bai Mo Sword Zhong clears the snow, I didn't expect that my predecessors, who were almost the same era as Bai Fengyu, would still have the leisure to know my name." The young man from the River Sect in the distance chuckled softly and said, "It's a great honor. ”

Zhong Songxue sighed softly and said: "It is precisely because I have seen the story of Bai Fengyu's predecessors that I will know that your name is Chen Qingshan, after all, the people in the Mountains and Rivers View, more or less, will be affected by some of this old madman." ”

Chen Qingshan smiled from afar and said, "That's a bit bad, when will your Human Sword Sect decline?" ”

Zhong Songxue didn't have any emotional changes, just thought about it and said, "Wait a minute, maybe it will take a long time." ”

All things naturally flourish and must decline.

Like the high cliff in front of them.

High cliffs, high cliffs.

How the people on this cliff changed the color of the world.

How lonely it is now.

Therefore, Zhong Sweeper was naturally able to accept that one day, the Sword Sect that was dormant in the south would slowly decline.

The world is forward, and pride fades.

Chen Qingshan said softly: "That's a pity. ”

Zhong Songxue said calmly: "If you can divide the mountains and rivers in peace, why should you be afraid of the Human Sword Sect? ”

Chen Qingshan laughed softly and said, "On the contrary, it's not that we're afraid of your Human Sword Sect, it's that you're afraid of us. ”

Zhong Sweep Xue glanced over there and continued to tap the sword in his hand.

"Just one another."

Those who watch the wind and rain and those who stir up the wind and rain are naturally annoyed by each other.

There was silence again under the green hills.

The three of them looked quietly at the cliff.

Qin Chulai was silent for a long time, there are quiet seniors here, and there are also flamboyant juniors, and he is naturally a little embarrassed when he is caught in the middle.

So he looked at it for a long time and said, "What do you look at the mountains and rivers?" ”

Chen Qingshan laughed softly and said, "It's just a matter of idleness, senior." ”

"What do you see?" Qin Chulai sighed softly, but he didn't want to see it.

Chen Qingshan was still smiling and said, "Didn't the seniors also watch from the outside that day?" ”

Qin Chulai stopped talking.

He had forgotten.

These two people are Zhang Xiaoyu's senior brothers.

Although Chen Qingshan is very young, he can't beat him.

But the people of the River Sect are annoying.

It's not just the Sword Sect that is annoying.

Even if he is the uncle of Qingtian Dao, he will feel annoyed.

So he simply shut up and sat down quietly.

So I waited for the snow to come.