Hu Lu stood at the gate of the Sword Sect with his sword in his arms, holding a melon skin on his head, and looked at the section of the Nanyi River outside the gate of the Sword Sect in silence.

There is heavy snow in the world, and Nanyi City is already snow-white.

In the midst of the wind and snow, there was a small boat on this still rushing river, but it slowly rowed up, and then stopped at the gate of the Sword Sect.

The girl with the brim covered with snow stood at the head of the boat, quietly looking at the young man under the eaves of the Sword Sect.

"What are you doing here?"

The voice of the girl rat is very cold.

Through the snow, it fell to the ear of the young man under the eaves.

Hulu looked down at the snow beneath his feet, perhaps trying to find some words that fell like snow.

Unfortunately, nothing was found, maybe it was just snow.

So the boy raised his head, looked at this mouse demon who had been strange for a long time, and said calmly: "Let's see if you are still in the river." ”

The rat put down the penny in his hand, sat down in the snow at the head of the boat, and said slowly, "What if I am not in the river?" ”

Hu Lu tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "That's unreasonable." ”

The rat sneered and said, "What's reasonable? ”

"The truth of the Hejian Sect." Hu Lu said very seriously, walked down the steps of the Sword Sect with his sword, stepped on the creaking snow, and stood by the ferry at the gate of the Sword Sect, the melon skin head was full of snow chips, which looked very funny, but the young man looked calm, standing in the snow with the sword and quietly looking at the little demon rat, his eyes fell on the penny next to the rat.

"You can't beat me now, so I can also stand here and reason like my brothers."

In other words, rats and rats can't win against Hulu in the first place.

Even if he is a gourd, a melon skin, a little boy who has been cut and rubbed back and forth.

But he was a disciple of the Human Sword Sect.

The rat and mouse quietly looked at the reed for a long time, and then turned his head to look at the upper reaches of the Nanyi River.

Out of the city, you can go all the way north, to the north, and further north, to some places.

There are certain Taoist temples.

Listen to some of the stories.

The rat looked at it quietly for a long time, and then turned his head again, looking at the snow-colored young man Hu Lu who was gradually the same as himself.

"What if I don't want to talk about the Sword Sect?"

This young man pulled out the sword in his hand three inches in the heavy snow, and the sword intent shook through the wind and snow, although it was not as strong as his senior brothers, but it was already a sword power.

Hu Lu drew his sword, stood in the wind and snow, looked at the mouse demon in front of him, and said seriously: "I've been in a bad mood lately, because my senior brother hasn't come back. ”

The sword in his hand was returned to its sheath with a bang, and the young man held the sword and looked at the snow.

"Don't mess around, I'll really kill you."

......

When Nandao walked out of the canyon, he happened to see the white-clothed sword cultivator who was wiping his sword with snow on the mountain road.

On top of the familiar white clothes, those blood stains had become black spots, so he sat there, swept away some snow on the stone steps of the mountain road, put the sword that had some blood from somewhere on his knees, held the snow from the side, and carefully rubbed the sword body.

The scene in front of him reminded Nandao subconsciously of the picture of this white-clothed sword cultivator sitting on the steps at the entrance of the Sword Sect in the rain a long time ago, seriously repairing the stone steps that had been broken by rats and rats.

So Nandao was silent there with an umbrella.

Qingjiao probably also noticed that something was wrong, walked out of her cabin with a sword on her back, looked at Nandao standing at the edge of the canyon, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Nandao shook his head.

So Qingjiao walked over and saw the white-clothed sword cultivator sitting on the mountain road wiping blood with snow, maybe he was thinking about something, but the long sword behind him was roaring softly.

Qingjiao picked up the red clothes, took off the sword behind him, and held it in his hand, and the sound of those swords stopped.

"Great Dao Sword Cultivation."

Green Pepper said softly.

Nandao, who had been silent, spoke softly at this time: "It's nothing, it's just my senior brother." ”

Green Pepper turned his head to look at Nandao for a long time, and then returned to the cabin with his sword in his hand and sat down.

Only then did Zhang Xiaoyu finally wipe off the blood, hold his sword and prop it on the stone steps, then stood up, turned around, and looked towards the mountain road.

There's nothing like guilt and tears in your eyes.

This one went to Guanli, and also went to the white-clothed sword cultivator on the cliff, but he just carried the sword behind him again, and then looked at the young man holding an umbrella on the cliff, waved his hand, and said with a slight smile: "Senior brother." ”

Nandao didn't respond, just stood there, but inexplicably began to think.

When did this disciple of the Human Sword Sect start calling himself junior brother?

Nandao still remembers that it was March 4th, and it was drizzling in Nanyi City.

But he couldn't remember what it was.

Nandao did not respond.

So Zhang Xiaoyu's hand waved, and he slowed down, and then slowly drooped down.

At this point, it seems that some sad emotions have flowed out in the wind and snow.

Nandao watched quietly, and then said softly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, senior brother." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu laughed softly in the heavy snow that covered the entire Lingnan, and then walked towards the top of the mountain road.

The thick snow under your feet creaked and creaked crisply.

Zhang Xiaoyu finally walked on the mountain road, Nandao stepped back three feet, and then looked at this senior brother who he hadn't seen for a long time, and didn't speak.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say anything, and he didn't care about the three-foot distance that Nandao retreated.

His mountain and river sword is three feet.

There are some things, of course, it doesn't mean that you don't care about it.

Believing in Senior Brother, but it does not mean that you still believe in Senior Brother's sword.

Zhang Xiaoyu watched for a long time, swept the snow on his shoulders, and then sat down on the edge of the cliff outside the canyon.

So Nandao also sat down three feet away.

If the wind and snow are hazy enough.

In fact, this cliff can be seen as a snow-covered bridge over a river.

So the two of them sat on the bridge and talked a lot to the twilight of the past sunset.

It's a pity that the wind and snow are not hazy enough, and they don't stop, so that those gloomy skies reveal some glow.

So the cliff is just a cliff.

The snow wind in the canyon behind him was whistling.

Zhang Xiaoyu also came to the mountains of Lingnan for the first time.

At this time, I looked around at the wind and snow between the mountains in the world, Lingnan was high and low, and this place was in the middle, so some of the wind and snow went down, and some of the wind and snow climbed the distant mountains and went up, and sometimes you could catch a glimpse of a lost lone bird hurriedly passing by.

Fengqi Ridge.

This piece of mountain lying on the back of the Yellow Mountain Range is naturally a place of outstanding scenery in the world.

Zhang Xiaoyu watched quietly for a long time, and then said softly: "Lingnan is indeed a good place. ”

Nan Dao turned his head, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu beside him, and said slowly, "Senior brother can also stay." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu smiled, sat there and dangled his legs, the snow on the cliff wall was rubbed down, and then fell into the blurry snow, and then fell into the stream below.

"I can't stay. People like me, I don't look for trouble, and trouble will come to me on its own. Zhang Xiaoyu laughed softly, although what he said was not very pleasant, but there was still some free and easy meaning in his words.

Maybe it's because I saw the junior brother who was once stabbed by himself, and he still lives in the world and lives in the green mountains.

Zhang Xiaoyu's mood is indeed not bad.

Nandao thought for a while and said, "In addition to Huangliang and Huai'an, there are other troubles in the world?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said softly: "Of course there are, and there are many of them, they are like things buried in this snowstorm, and they will not come out until the snow melts." ”

Nandao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu quietly, and then said slowly: "Senior brother, have you ever worried that you will do something wrong?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head to look at Nandao and said, "Why are you asking this?" ”

Nandao turned his head, looked at the snow, and said calmly, "It's nothing. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't ask.

He had only asked a question once.

On the side of the apricot forest and clear stream in the Hanging Temple, I asked Nandao - if the person he wants to kill with his sword is good, then what should he do.

As they spoke, they fell silent again.

Zhang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "Senior brother's sword intent has entered the white clothes?" ”

Nan Dao nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. said that if I can enter the white clothes, I can go to the cliff myself, but now I still need to stay here." ”

What are you doing here? Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care. But he remembered the question on the cliff, and then smiled softly and said, "No hurry." ”

Nandao turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Not in a hurry?"

He didn't know what that meant.

"Even if you go now, you won't be able to go up the cliff." Zhang Xiaoyu said softly.

"Why?"

"The white clothes of the Grinding Sword Cliff are not the white clothes of the world." Zhang Xiaoyu said with a sigh.

Nandao turned his head to look to the north of the earth.

"When will that be?"

Zhang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "It is about to be on the slanted bridge in the world to be considered white." ”

Nandao fell silent.

That may indeed be a long time away.

Naturally, practice is a long and boring affair.

This is the sigh that Nandao had when he was in Nanyi City.

He is a person with extremely high talent in the world, even if the god of grains is slashed by a sword, he still has a cultivation speed far beyond ordinary people.

But it's still boring.

So sometimes, Nandao can really understand why Le Chaotian thinks about having fun and sleeping all day long, in addition to eating.

How can cultivation be fun in the world?

Zhang Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the wind and snow cliff with his arms crossed, and said with a soft smile: "But people like junior brother should not take too long." ”

It's just that I don't know why, Zhang Xiaoyu smiled and smiled, so he took away the smile - as if he was blown away by the wind and snow, but he was extremely calm.

"The Great Dao is the end of human cultivation and the beginning of other stories."

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the world quietly, stretched out his hand to catch a piece of flying snow, and when the snowflake fell into the palm of his hand, it turned into a puddle of water stains.

"Actually, if you walk slower, you might be happier."

Nandao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu quietly and said slowly: "Senior brother wants me to go slower?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu retracted his hand and said softly: "It's just a sigh, how the junior brother wants to go is the junior brother's own business, but if it's me, it's ......"

Zhang Xiaoyu may want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just looked at the world with a soft smile.

"That's it."

The two sat there quietly, and after a long time, Zhang Xiaoyu took out the letter from his arms.

There is a green bamboo on the envelope, and there is sword intent.

Naturally, no one could see what was written in it.

Zhang Xiaoyu was naturally curious.

Just thinking about it, it is estimated that the reason why Qiu Xi'er left that sword intent was to prevent him from taking it apart and sneaking it away.

Nandao looked at the letter in Zhang Xiaoyu's hand, and seemed to guess something, it was obviously a snowy winter day, but the hand holding the umbrella suddenly sweated a lot.

The pretense of calmness before, but it was also a little difficult to maintain, subconsciously stretched out his hand, but retracted in a panic, and said worriedly: "This is?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu tilted his head to look at Nandao's performance, laughed softly, and said, "Senior sister gave you the letter, of course, I didn't read it, I don't know what is written in it." ”

Nandao wiped the sweat on his hands on his clothes, then stretched out his hand and said sincerely, "Give it to me!" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu pinched the envelope and said softly, "You seem to have forgotten something." ”

Nandao took a deep breath and said seriously, "Senior brother, please give me the letter." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu heard the senior brother, so he handed over the letter with a smile.

Nandao took the letter and read it back and forth several times to confirm that Zhang Xiaoyu did not look at it secretly, after all, the sword intent of Qiu Xi'er was still sealed on the green bamboo leaf.

Although he was very apprehensive, Nandao was not in a hurry to open it, but just stuffed it into his arms, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu laughed softly and said, "You really should thank me, in order to make this letter delivery more atmospheric, I came directly from the East China Sea." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said, but he inexplicably remembered the second child of the small wine shop in the East China Sea.

Facing the mountains full of wind and snow, this white-clothed sword cultivator continued: "Do you know how many mountains I have climbed and how many rivers I have crossed? You don't know, you only care if your husband writes to you or not. ”

Nandao was silent.

It's just that Zhang Xiaoyu, who is talking like this, has a bit of the flavor of the period in Nanyi City.

Zhang Xiaoyu said, looked at Nandao again and said, "Don't you watch?" ”

Nandao said calmly: "Don't look at it now." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said, "That's really a pity." ”

It's a pity that I couldn't peek into some secrets between my junior brother and senior sister.

Nan Dao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, who was still sitting there, and said slowly, "Senior brother is busy?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said, "It's okay now, what's wrong?" Do you want me to send another letter back? ”

Nan Dao shook his head and said, "If you are not busy, you can stay here for a few more days, I have a junior brother here, and I think every day that I want to eat a hot pot when it snows heavily, and it should be about the same now." ”

"Hot pot? Bro? Zhang Xiaoyu looked back at Nandao blankly, and then looked at the woman in red who was sitting quietly under the snowy wooden house not far away, that would definitely not be, not to mention men and women, it was the taste of the sea sword cultivation of that shareholder, and it was impossible to learn swords in Lingnan if you looked at it.

So he looked at the small red building behind the two of them.

In the wind and snow, I couldn't tell if there was anyone inside.

Nandao was about to explain to Zhang Xiaoyu.

Then I heard someone humming a tune coming up from under the mountain road.

It was Le Chaotian who held two jars of wine in his arms.

"Green ants are freshly brewed with wine, and the red clay is a small stove. Late in the sky and snow ......"

As soon as Le Chaotian looked up, he saw the two people sitting on the edge of the cliff, raised his eyebrows, and then said with a smile: "Can you have a drink?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu's eyebrows jumped, he turned his head to look at Nandao, and then looked back at Le Chaotian who walked up in the snow with two jars of wine.

"Yes, junior brother."

Le Chaotian laughed softly, walked up, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Senior brother's senior brother? ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly: "Yes." ”

Le Chaotian didn't care about Zhang Xiaoyu's attitude, smiled and walked towards Xiaolou with two jars of wine, and said with a smile: "Then senior brother has to wait for a while, and the things are not ready yet." ”

"Okay."

Nandao stood up with an umbrella, turned to look at Le Chaotian and asked, "Where did this wine come from?" ”

"Senior Brother Wu bought it back before, and I asked us to go down and bring the wine up, I originally wanted to find you, Senior Brother, but Senior Brother, you ran away and was lazy, so I had to go down and move it myself." Le Chaotian put the two jars of wine outside the building, looked back at Nandao and sighed and said, "Senior brother, you are not good like this, how can you let your junior brother do such a thing?" I'm exhausted. ”

"......" Nandao was silent, just watched Le Chaotian rest there for a while, and then moved the wine upstairs, and asked curiously, "This is going to eat hot pot tonight?" ”

Le Chaotian's voice came from the building.

"The snow should be heavier tonight, this is what Senior Brother Wu said."

After a while, Le Chaotian's figure appeared on the small building, standing on the corridor of the small building, poking his head to look at the snow, pondering for a long time, and said softly: "Maybe it's just the right time." ”

Le Chaotian said this, and then disappeared into the small building again, not knowing what he was busy within.

Nandao looked at it for a long time, didn't wait for the following, and turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoyu.

"How does Senior Brother know that he is Senior Brother?"

Zhang Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the cliff, laughed softly, and said, "If it weren't for the junior brother, he would naturally not be so happy." ”

Senior brother has to think about too many things, so it is naturally difficult to be happy.

Only the junior brother doesn't have to think about anything, he can put anything aside and play Lai Pi and call the senior brother.

You can sway, hum a tune happily and walk in the snow.

While the two were still talking, Le Chaotian in the small building stretched out his head again, looked at Nan Dao and said, "Senior brother, go to the Sword Sect below and bring those dishes and chopsticks!" ”

"......" Nandao was silent for a while, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, and said softly: "Senior brother." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu tilted his head and looked at Nandao, thought for a while, and said, "Don't hide it, in fact, I'm deaf, what do you want to say, junior brother?" Why can't I hear it? ”

Nandao was silent, holding an umbrella, and walked down the mountain road.

He forgot that when Zhang Xiaoyu was in Nanyi City, he was famous for losing cards and paying off his debts.

So if sometimes the senior brother also cheats, then there is no way.