In the snow at the foot of the mountain, there was a young man walking slowly with a sword on his back.

Maybe it was because he had to quickly break through the sword light blockade from the Little Nine Peak Sword Sect, so the vitality in his divine sea had been consumed not much, and he could only step on the snow step by step towards Nanyi City.

The twilight on the horizon was already very thick, and the smoke clouds after the snow were very gorgeous, and the orange light was everywhere, as if someone had broken a salted egg yolk in the snow, so those colors softly stained the whole world.

Tanuka didn't look at the scenery, just walked quietly with his head down.

If it was in the past, there would always be many people walking on this road from Lingnan to Nanyi City, but maybe it was the reason after the snow, maybe it was the reason for the closure of the mountain, it was very quiet here, and there were no pedestrians on the mountain road.

When Tanuki happened to think of this, he saw a person sitting on a rock not far away, looking at the south in a daze.

The man was dressed in white, carrying a sword on his back, maybe he was also a sword cultivator, Tanuka thought so, and didn't care, and continued to walk forward quietly.

It's just that when he was about to approach that person, he smelled some blood, which seemed to come from the sword of that sword cultivator.

Tanuka stopped there, silently looking at the sword cultivator with his back to him.

There seems to be some residual demonic power in the smell of blood.

Tanuka's perception is very sensitive.

So he stood there for a long time, and then slowly said, "You're here to kill me?" ”

The man finally turned his head, very young, probably with a melancholy appearance before, so he turned his head back with melancholy, but there was still some confusion and confusion in those melancholy.

"What did you say?" Zhang Xiaoyu felt that he had probably encountered a neuropathy.

I swept the snow in a good way, sat on the stone and looked at the direction of Nanyi City in a daze, but a person came out of behind me inexplicably, saying that you are here to kill me?

Tanuki was silent for a moment, and then said, "Isn't it? There is no one on this road, but when I came, you sat here, there was still blood on your sword that had not been wiped clean, and you also had the residual demon power after killing the demon, such a coincidental story, aren't you waiting here to kill me? ”

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the tanuki and said, "What realm are you?" ”

Tanuka said softly, "Entering the Dao." ”

"What realm am I?"

"I can't see it."

"......" Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a while, and said, "I was the Seven Realms of the Trail many years ago. ”

Then he probably felt speechless, Zhang Xiaoyu jumped down from the stone, and squeaked and stepped on the snow with a sword on his back.

"If I want to kill you, there is no such a beautiful sunset, what kind of atmosphere is rendered, I think you should have come down from Lingnan, or a little demon cultivator, probably the fish that slipped through the net of the Sword Sect who didn't know who destroyed the door. If I really want to kill you, you don't have a chance to go down the mountain at all. ”

Tanuki thought for a long time in silence, looked at the white-clothed sword cultivator in front of him who was stepping on the crisp sound of snow, and said, "Maybe you killed people in Lingnan, are you afraid of being discovered?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu stopped, turned around and tilted his head to look at this little demon for a long time, and said, "Are you the protagonist of a big human drama?" ”

Tanuki said softly: "If you are not the protagonist of a big drama, can't you have a chance to speak?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at him quietly, and then said slowly: "It's true, but you look too nervous." ”

Tanuka also realized this, and stood there and took a deep breath, probably calming down a little, before continuing to walk forward.

Zhang Xiaoyu walked slowly in front.

"Of course, I can understand why you are like this, after all, if a person is very tired, if his heart is very confused, if he has just encountered something wrong, it is naturally easy to be suspicious, so he looks like a ghost."

Zhang Xiaoyu said to himself.

Tanuki didn't answer, but just looked at the back for a long time before slowly saying, "Are you Zhang Xiaoyu?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly: "If it weren't for Li Xiaoyu, it would be fine." ”

Tanuki said softly: "Li Xiaoyu is not good. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu was stunned, looked back at the somewhat tired teenager, and said, "Why is it bad?" ”

"Because everyone knows that Zhang Xiaoyu is the younger generation of the world's three swords, when you hear this name, you will subconsciously think of your senior brother, not just the name, if it is called Li Xiaoyu, there will be no such sense of awe, I will be very greedy."

The tanuki was probably a little greedy, and swallowed his saliva when he said those few fish words.

Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a long time, and then sighed and said, "It turned out to be a stupid cat, it was really annoying to see each other." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu has always disliked being called Senior Brother Yu or fish-related titles.

Although at first it was just because the homonym of the word was too stupid.

But if you hate it for a long time, sometimes you feel like you're a fish.

Just like if someone is a cow, after talking for a long time, they will feel intimate when they see the cow, and then pat the back of the old cow, and say very proudly, Lao Tzu is a cow.

But probably a lot of the time, such words are often just to emphasize temperament and temperament.

Zhang Xiaoyu naturally wouldn't say that Lao Tzu was a fish.

Especially when the little demon behind him is a cat demon.

But when Tanuki heard Zhang Xiaoyu's words, he frowned strangely.

"Senior brother can't really be a fish."

“...... Could it be that if someone calls him cabbage, he must be cabbage? ”

"My master is indeed a cabbage."

“......”

Zhang Xiaoyu was silent.

Fortunately, no one in the Sword Sect thought so, otherwise Senior Brother Jiang Ye would probably have been served to someone else's table a long time ago.

Tanuki was also silent for a while, and then after a long time, he said slowly: "Our people from the Sword Sect, were they killed by Senior Brother?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu stopped and quietly looked at the little demon boy behind him.

Although the boy is not necessarily a boy in the world, the little demon is indeed a little demon.

So when Zhang Xiaoyu, who had already entered the Great Dao at a young age, saw it, the tanuki still felt a little suffocated.

"No, it's not."

Zhang Xiaoyu said these three words calmly, and then turned around and continued to walk on the snow.

"You can believe it, you can not believe it, or you can go to the world and make a big fuss, the people of the Lame Deer Sword Sect were killed by me Zhang Xiaoyu. I don't care. ”

Tanuki stood there silently, looking at Zhang Xiaoyu's back.

It took a long time before he slowly spoke: "I believe that I can see that Senior Brother has feelings for the land in the south. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't speak, just walked quietly.

Tanuki followed with his sword on his back.

The two walked for a while, but they met a person from Nanyi City.

Tanuki didn't know him, but he saw Zhang Xiaoyu in front of him stop, and then said with a soft smile, "Senior brother." ”

The person who was called Senior Brother was also there with a slight smile and said, "Senior Brother, is this going back to Nanyi City?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "No, pass by." ”

"Where are you going?"

"South, go to the South. Where does Senior Brother go? ”

"Lingnan."

"Hmm."

So the two passed by.

Tanuki stood there watching, but he was a little puzzled.

The two of them looked familiar, but why was this conversation so hasty.

Until the tall senior brother and Tanuki brushed over as well, Tanuki was still a little confused, and looked back at the disciple who should also be the Sword Sect of the Human World.

"What are you looking at?"

Tanuki looked back and saw that Zhang Xiaoyu was also there looking back in the direction he was.

"I'm a little curious about who that senior brother is."

Zhang Xiaoyu said softly: "Chen Huaifeng, wolfberry sword Chen Huaifeng." ”

Mountains and rivers sword Zhang Xiaoyu, white ink sword bell snow sweeping, wolfberry sword Chen Huaifeng.

The sword of the Sword Sect in the world, between not entering the world, has always had a name and a surname.

Tanuka felt as if he had heard of this name, but he had probably forgotten it after not being out of Lingnan for a long time, but he still nodded and said, "Senior brothers should be very familiar with each other." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled softly and said, "Yes." ”

"But I saw that the conversation was a little short, and it wasn't even as much as the senior brother and a stranger like me, so I hurriedly said a few words and left."

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head and continued to walk forward at the bottom of the mountain.

"Because I have been talking about it for many years, everything that can be said has been said, and we are all people who know each other, so naturally there is nothing to talk about in the end."

Tanuka stood in the back and listened quietly.

"As for the hurried words, he passed away." Zhang Xiaoyu tilted his head to look at the twilight while walking, and then said softly.

"Probably - life is everywhere, it should be like Feihong stepping on the slush. Occasional finger claws on the mud....."

Tanuki stood there stunned, while the white-clothed sword cultivator had already walked away.

Only one sentence remained.

"Hongfei's recalcitrant thing."

Hongfei is a complex thing.

And with whom is not?

......

After Chen Huaifeng left.

Hu Lu stood in place for a long time, and then left the Sword Sect with the sword on his back.

After the heavy snowfall, the weeping willows of the great river near the twilight are gathering momentum in the snow - about next year, they will re-emerge green shoots and new branches, and hang down thousands of green threads from some people wrapped in cold.

But that's next year.

Hu Lu thought so.

When people are in a bad mood, everything naturally has my color.

So even if you know that the willow branches that are dry on the banks of the river will be green again.

Hulu just thought it would be next year.

Some of the lanterns on the street are old and worn and faded, and people will also take them off and replace them with new ones that emit a warm red glow.

But that's next year.

The stone slabs of the street had been trampled for a long time, and they began to warp, so they were picked up with a hammer and smashed into the corners, like a thirsty fish, staring blankly at the sky.

People will fix it too.

But that's not next year, maybe many years away.

When some of the stories have been turned and people have quieted down, they will look back at the old city and think how ugly it is, and then they will pry it out and replace it with a new one.

People are always in the ruins, in the withering, towards the renewal of the world.

But that will be next year, or even longer.

When the familiar senior brother is gone, there will be other senior brothers who are familiar with him.

That's time for longer, too.

Hu Lu carried a sword on his back, and for some reason, he looked at this world that had not changed for a long time, and suddenly felt that it was very dilapidated and lonely.

It doesn't seem to be pleasing anywhere, and people want to dig them up, plant something new, pick them off, hang a red one, pry them out, and replace them with a good one.

When Hu Lu thought about it like this, he felt very stuffy.

He wanted to run into an alley with his hands behind his back and cry like a little teenager.

But he's not a teenager anymore, he's already a teenager.

At the age of fifteen, even Kamigawa's little boy protection law will not care about him.

So he could only walk on the street sullenly, watching other little teenagers lick the sugar gourd and happily step on the snow and leave.

A liquor store has a new lantern.

Hung brightly under the eaves, Hu Lu looked there, and then turned his head to look at the twilight sky.

The smoke cloud was heavy, so only the orange ones were like the juice that flowed out of the ripe fruit, and the sun was not visible.

So Hulu looked back at the lantern hanging from the liquor shop.

Under the red lantern paper, there is a bright point.

So you're hiding in here!

Hu Lu thought so.

So he walked into the wine store with his legs raised.

The fifteen-year-old boy bought a pot of wine openly.

So the boy also hid.

Walking on the street with a sword on his back, the whole person hid in the pot of wine.

Hu Lu drank wine and walked along the long street for a long time, and then he saw the boat that had stopped by the river.

The rat probably saw the boy who was drinking there, but he didn't feel any emotion, just sat quietly in the bow of the boat, glanced at it, and then began to cook again.

Of course, Hulu didn't know that rats were here.

But when he just came along the river, it said something.

Hulu gulped down his wine by the river, then threw the jug into the river, carried his sword on his back, jumped over the guardrail, and jumped into the rat's boat.

It was probably the teenager who jumped out of boat, upsetting some of the balance, causing the boat, which had been parked well, to begin to float down with the river.

The long street was full of people, and some people were startled by the sound of the boy jumping on the boat, but after taking a look, they didn't care, and continued to walk along the long street talking and laughing and leaving.

The rat's wine had just been bought, and she was reluctant to buy any very expensive wine, so she only bought a very cheap pot of wine by the river, and there was a piece of oiled paper with half a small roast chicken on it.

When the young Hulu jumped on the boat, the hull of the boat tilted a little, and the rat subconsciously went to support the pot of wine on the stove, but he touched the stove and was scalded, but the wine still spilled a lot.

If it had been before, she would have rushed into the cabin in a panic to see if her money was still there.

Hu Lu thought the same way, but he didn't think much about it, and the wine that he had just drunk was still dangling in his stomach.

So he didn't wait for the rat to speak, and said calmly: "The people of the Qingtian Dao are here. ”

The rat was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and sneered, "That's really a good thing." ”

Hu Lu was silent for a while, and said softly, "When did you tell them?" ”

The rat sat in front of the stove, ignoring the boat floating along the river, and said calmly, "You can guess." ”

Hu Lu looked at the rat quietly for a long time, and then said slowly: "Forget it, I don't guess." ”

The rat was about to say something, but the young man with the melon skin on his head suddenly kicked over her small stove, and the wine jug on the stove rolled down, and the wine spilled all over the boat. The charcoal fire in the stove also rolled out, and rolled down on the half of the roast chicken that the rat had not had time to eat, making a sizzling sound, and burning everything to a black and ugly appearance.

"I don't want to guess, it's like that anyway." There were a lot of things churning in Hu Lu's heart, maybe it was the wine he had just drunk, maybe it was a winter mood that had been pent up, everything rushed to his heart, making him breathless, so the boy breathed rapidly.

The rat looked at the teenager in front of him, who was perhaps drunk, or the teenager who was deliberately drunk.

There was a cold light circulating in the twilight.

It's a boy's sword.

If not, I'll kill you.

Before the rat could react, he was slashed on the shoulder by the young man's sword.

The rat retreated in pain, while covering his shoulders, looking at the young man with a painful face, his eyes widened, and he scolded angrily: "Are you crazy? ”

"I didn't, you're crazy." The young man approached with his sword in his hand, "You know the consequences of doing this, but you still tell the people of Qingtian Dao those things. ”

The rat took a deep breath, but calmed down, ignoring the sword wound on his shoulder, and reached out to hold the penny by the side of the boat.

Penny is new.

The one that was broken doesn't know where it went.

But the story is similar.

It's just that this time the person who went crazy became the little boy Hu Lu at the beginning.

People on the street were walking in the snow in thick winter clothes, and when they turned their heads, they saw this scene.

There was an uproar in the streets.

They recognized the little boy Hu Lu as the youngest disciple of the Human Sword Sect.

They also recognize rats and rats, which are the little demons that have been paraded on the Nanyi River for many years.

So on this river, in that boat, what happened.

It was probably the gaze of the people that made Hu Lu sober up a little, and his sword stopped.

But the rat didn't, she held the penny in her hand, looked at the blood mark on her shoulder, and her heart flowed with a thousand sorrows.

So she looked at the young man not far in front of her and said calmly, "Liu March......"

Everyone in the world heard that sentence Liu March, but they didn't know why the rat said such a name.

But they did not hear the latter words.

Because the young man, who had already put down his sword, raised his sword again, and slashed at the rat standing at the head of the boat.

The rat raised the penny to resist.

But the boy is already fifteen years old, and he is no longer the little boy who was pressed to the ground by a rat at the gate of the Sword Sect and almost killed.

So the sword, the rat and the rat were not able to block it, and the sword broke the bamboo pole and also split the demonic power on the rat.

So the young man's sword struck the rat's shoulder again, and was deeply embedded in the bone.

Together, they fell to the thick ice on the riverbank, rolling and entangled.

The mouse's face was covered with blood, and the sword was still embedded in the bones of his shoulder, and he was pressed against the ice by the boy with his knee full of pain, but he looked at the boy in front of him with a miserable but mocking smile.

"Liu March is not dead......"

Before the rat could finish speaking, the boy was heard roaring angrily, and then a punch was slammed into her face, causing her to re-enter her stomach with the rest of her words.

The young man knelt on the rat, no longer holding a sword in his hand, but just grabbed the rat's worn collar, trembling all over, raising his fist in his hand, but he did not fall again.

The rat smiled miserably, his face covered with bright red blood and tears of sorrow.

"Kill me, kill me, I won't say anything."

Shoot me.

Shoot me.

Kill me so that I won't tell that story to the world.

The boy cried out in grief.

Then the fist in his hand slammed down.

Punch by punch.

Blood flowed uncontrollably from the ice on the riverbank.

Like the juice that comes out of some ripe fruit after it has been smashed.

Finally, after a brief moment of panic, the people reacted and jumped off the guardrail in a panic, pulling the boy away.

The rat lay quietly on the ice of the river, his face was bloody and bloody, but his eyes were open, and he looked at the winter sky silently.

The boy looked at it with tears streaming down his face, then broke free from the hands of the people and slammed headlong into the riverbank.

The crowd hastily stopped him.

The boy fell to his knees, holding his head and wailing.

......

Before the night came, the tanuki finally arrived in the city of Nanyi, and walked into this lively city, the uneasiness in the young man's heart finally dissipated a little, and he looked around the city for a while, touched the letter in his arms, and then began to look for the boat floating on the river along the Nanyi River.

There seemed to be a lot of people surrounding it in the distance.

Tanuka walked over and grabbed a man on the periphery.

"Hello, do you know where the rat is?"