This is a hundred miles north of the East China Sea, somewhere in the mountains on the edge of the plain.

The green hills are covered with snow and are extremely peaceful.

On the plains, there are countless clusters of lights, like flowers falling on the snow.

The Flower Center is a small coastal town.

It's called a clear corner.

Why did Qingshan laugh at me, it was a trumpet in the world.

Who teaches the bright moon for thousands of miles, and it is as lonely as snow.

When Qiushui walked with a sword in the snowy mountains outside the plain, looking at the snow on the plain outside the mountains, he inexplicably remembered the Xijiangyue that he had heard of sometime.

But today's story has nothing to do with the city of the plains that stood in the snow in December.

It's just a piece of moonlight under a rocky pool somewhere in the mountains.

As Bu Operator said, this person who ate a bowl of red oil noodles in the East China Sea town on the high cliff walked to the edge of the Qingtan where the two stayed with a sword while stepping on the snow and moonlight.

Wang Xiaohua stood uneasily beside Bu Operator.

Although she couldn't see what kind of white-haired woman came in the moonlight of the world, she could hear the sound of stepping on the snow.

The branches creaked and broke in the snow.

So the sound of the snow also stopped.

Wang Xiaohua clenched the hand of the divination operator.

"There is a lack of Xie Chaoyu, I have seen the cliff master."

Bu Operator stood under the mountain and moon on the edge of Qingtan, held Wang Xiaohua's hand, and bowed very respectfully to the white-haired woman opposite Qingtan.

The woman in an orange dress just stood by the moonlit pool with the sword in her hand, looked at the bright moon and snow in the pool, and said softly: "Since I have gone down the cliff, I am naturally not the cliff master." ”

In the next period of time, there will be no cliff lord in the world.

Bu Operator said slowly: "Guarding the high cliff and guarding the world, even if it is a thousand years from now, the cliff master is still the cliff master." ”

Qiushui just chuckled softly and said, "I didn't think the world would like the word cliff master. ”

The world may like it, or it may not like it, but I don't like this white-haired woman who has been lonely for a thousand years.

Bu Operatorzi looked at the woman opposite with a sigh for a long time, and then said, "So what should the world be called?" ”

"Call me Qiushui, or call me senior sister, you can do it."

Naturally, the world will not really dare to call this woman Qiushui.

Even if she is really called Qiushui, she is really the demon turned into by the tail of the Styx called Qiushui at the southern end of the Youhuang Mountain Range.

The world will not call her senior sister.

This only daughter in red from a thousand years ago, the age of the current cliff lord in the world is naturally terrifyingly high.

Therefore, the world will probably only call the cliff master.

It won't even be a suzerain.

The sword sect that once existed on the Grinding Sword Cliff, known as the Ten Year Sword Sect, had already disappeared from the world with the death of the previous cliff lord Hongyi in the River Styx.

A thousand years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried.

Bu Operator's gaze fell on the sword in Qiu Shui's hand.

The shape of the sword is simple, heavy, and dull.

Such a sword is often suitable for chopping.

"This is the first time in thousands of years that the world has seen this sword." Bu Operator said softly.

Qiu Shui looked down at the sword in his hand, and then said slowly, "You are disappointed? ”

Bu Zhuanzi chuckled and shook his head and said: "The sword that once opened the sky, even if it is just a burning stick, the world will not be disappointed, not to mention, even in Fangcai, I have also received some sword intent." ”

Qiushui looked at the large area of blood on the edge of Qingtan, but said slightly apologetically: "If such a sword is taken out of the clear spring of the turbid sword platform, it is inevitable that some sword intent will escape, which is an unintentional move." ”

Naturally, the divination operator knew that this was an unintentional move.

If he has the intention, he will not just vomit blood.

It is impossible to think about the sentence that was laughed in Cong a thousand years ago, and it is also a sin to think about it, and the world has naturally heard of it.

The first sword in the world of the previous generation, just thinking about drawing the sword, was almost crushed by the sword intent next to Yun Mengze.

If Qiushui is really intentional, then the world at this time has already been as bright as snow in the sky.

The two of them stood by the pool for a long time with a sigh, and then their eyes fell on the anxious little girl beside Bu Operator.

"The Great Priest?"

Qiushui looked at Wang Xiaohua's blindfolded eyes and said slowly.

Bu Operator said softly: "Yes." ”

Qiushui looked at it quietly for a long time, and then said slowly: "A thousand years ago, they were still there. ”

Bu Zhuanzi looked at the white-haired woman who had gone through the world for thousands of years.

"The Cliff Lord has seen it before?"

Qiu shook his head quietly and said, "I don't, but a certain cripple has probably seen it." ”

A certain cripple is naturally the demon lord who led the ten thousand demons to cross Ze back then, and the former secretary of the Ministry of Rites in Huai'an.

"A certain madman has seen it, too."

Qiushui was extremely calm, indifferent, and extremely relieved.

Bu Operator naturally knew who the madman Qiu Shui was talking about, and some stories had naturally become old history, and they disappeared with the River Styx.

"So they all died in this millennium."

Bu Operator said softly.

Qiushui looked up at the moonlight above the mountains and snow in the world, and after those moonlights, the night dome was deeper and farther.

"Maybe."

Then she lowered her head, and a waterfall of long hair flowed like snow in the moonlight.

"Let her come."

Bu Operator nodded, raised his hand and touched the top of the head of Xiaohua Xiaohua, the little path boy next to him, and said softly: "Go ahead." ”

Wang Xiaohua hesitated, and there seemed to be something in her eyes that was restlessly agitated, like some deep fear.

Bu Operator shook her little hand and said softly: "It's okay, I told you, the cliff master is a good person." ”

Wang Xiaohua felt the temperature gradually recovering in Bu Operator's hand, her heart settled down a little, she stood in the moonlight for a long time, and finally let go of the old Taoist's hand, and then walked slowly step by step in the direction where the woman's voice came from.

Xiaodao Tong stepped on the water of Qingtan.

The moonlight was messy, but it was also like a clear path crumpled in the water, carrying the little Taoist boy step by step, towards the woman by the pool.

Until you can hear the extremely subtle heartbeat under the snow moon.

But those heartbeats are very slow, very slight.

It's like an old man in his twilight years.

There was a hand that held the hand of the little Taoist boy, that hand was very slender and soft, but it was also cold, like an old man in the world, sitting alone in the corner basking in the sun, and losing the temperature of life in the years.

Wang Xiaohua remembered what Bu Operator said at the beginning - someone is going to die.

Someone is going to come and see for themselves, too.

I don't know why, when these two sentences were linked, the little girl who was still a little uneasy was relieved.

So she also pinched the hand of the woman with cold finger bones like a fortune operator coughing up blood.

Qiushui smiled, looked at the little Taoist boy in front of him, and said softly, "What's your name?" ”

"Wang Xiaohua." Wang Xiaohua said.

Qiushui smiled, touched her head, and said, "It's really angry in the world." ”

Wang Xiaohua listened to this exclamation, and didn't know what she should say, maybe she didn't have to say anything, just an ordinary exclamation.

Then she felt a hand touch on the eyeband she had been tying for a long time.

Wang Xiaohua subconsciously reached out and grabbed the hand, shook her head and said, "Master said that you can't take it off." ”

"It's okay, I just want to see what's in your eyes."

Qiushui said softly.

Wang Xiaohua hesitated for a long time, didn't hear the sound of the fortune operator, and then slowly let go of her hand.

So the moonlight and snow in the world, which I hadn't seen for a long time, fell into Wang Xiaohua's eyes.

Wang Xiaohua looked at the clear moonlight, the cold mountain snow, and the woman in front of her with a soft expression and gentle appearance, not at all like the alienated and cold woman in the world as Bu Operator said.

It's just that just as she was about to say something, a black figure with a wide robe suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Then there seemed to be a sword roar on the edge of Qingtan.

Wang Xiaohua was frightened and wanted to retreat.

It's just that soon the black figure, which they called Da Si Ming, disappeared from their eyes.

The sword was not unsheathed, but stood in the snow, and the orange-clothed woman named Qiushui had white hair like a stream, calmly raising her hand and pressing it on the sword.

Nothing was said.

Nothing was done either.

Wang Xiaohua didn't know what this meant.

The eyeband was blindfolded again.

Then the hand, which lacked much human warmth, slowly stroked the top of her head again.

"It's okay." She heard Qiushui whisper.

The hand pulled away.

She heard the sound of the snow slowly leaving.

Bu Operator stepped across Qingtan and came to his side.

Wang Xiaohua was puzzled and grabbed the old Taoist's hand again and asked, "Did she do anything?" ”

Bu Operator said softly: "No. ”

Wang Xiaohua was silent for a long time, and then said slowly: "Then what is she going to do?" ”

"Not either."

"And what does that mean?"

Bu Operator stood there quietly for a long time, and said softly: "This is to tell certain beings that there are still swords in the world. ”

Wang Xiaohua seemed to understand something, and said softly: "So they all died under the sword?" ”

"I don't know." Bu Operator's voice was calm, "That's something beyond fate and the world. ”

Wang Xiaohua wanted to say something, but Bu Operator had already taken her hand and continued to walk forward.

"Let's go."

"Where to go?"

"Listen to how the world celebrates the New Year."

......

Nandao's second scabbard was ready, and Wu Dalong did a very good job of his junior brother's scabbard, using good ore as the base material, and wrapping it with leather to prevent injury to his hands.

But before Nandao could try, he fell ill.

It was when he was going down the mountain with Lu Xiaoer, and Lu Xiaoer said that I would definitely not tell others.

Nandao said yes.

Then the man fell.

If it were Lu Xiaosan, he would definitely think, I'm just showing a little bit of my heart, and you are so excited, so what should I do?

Lu Xiaoer will not.

When Nandao fell, the little boy quickly threw away his sword and helped his uncle who was walking in front.

Then he looked at his uncle's pale face, and used his own insufficient vitality to probe his body, but unfortunately he only entered Nandao's body, and those vitality were shocked back.

The ghost knows how Lu Xiaoer, a young boy, carried Nandao back in the Lingnan snowstorm.

When he came back, Le Chaotian was sitting upstairs facing the wind and snow, watching the night in the world.

Lu Xiaoer was exhausted and dragged Nandao upstairs.

"Uncle Le, I know you're not an ordinary person, come and see what's wrong with Uncle Nan?"

As soon as Lu Xiaoer went upstairs, he put Nandao in front of the stove, and said hurriedly to Le Chaotian, who was sitting outside the door watching the night snow.

Le Chaotian was naturally sitting and watching the night snow, and even playing the piano.

But in such a chic, there is naturally a different kind of misery.

So halfway through Lu Xiaoer's words, his voice slowly lowered.

Le Chaotian's face was also a little pale, and there was blood on the piano in front of him.

However, after hearing Lu Xiaoer's call for help, Le Chaotian still stood up, covered his lips and coughed lowly, and walked into the building.

After seeing the situation in Nandao, Le Chaotian probably had some understanding in his heart, and then turned his head to look at Lu Xiaoer on the side, and said: "You go downstairs to pick some peach blossoms that are just half covered by snow, and then find some snow by the stream that has no grass in the grass and just haven't covered the grass stems, turn it into water, and finally go to the Tianya Sword Sect to get some wine." ”

Lu Xiaoer said with a blank face: "This can make Uncle Shi wake up?" ”

Le Chaotian shook his head and said, "I still need some things, but I have them here, you can just go and get them." ”

Although Lu Xiaoer didn't understand a little, he still ran out honestly, rummaged in the wind outside the building for a long time, found a piece of peach blossoms that were half covered by snow, and then pouted his buttocks, and looked for snow on grass stems for a long time next to the stream that was almost frozen on the side of the mountain road, and finally ran to the small building of the Tianya Sword Sect and made a pot of wine.

When Lu Xiaoer went upstairs again, Le Chaotian was holding a bowl, babbling around there, and there was a faint blue color in the bowl.

The little boy was stunned.

Honestly, I handed over those things that sounded weird but didn't seem to be of much use to Le Chaotian.

Le Chaotian sat there with a pale face, and mixed the peach blossoms, the water of the stream and snow, and the pot of wine together, and poured them into the bowl.

Lu Xiaoer watched nervously from the side, and then saw Le Chaotian tinkering for a long time, passing the things in the bowl in the stove several times, and then walked to Nandao's side, holding his head and feeding some.

"Is that okay?"

Lu Xiaoer looked at Le Chaotian suspiciously.

Le Chaotian's expression was a little dignified, and he didn't speak, just looked at Nandao, and after a while, although Nandao's face was still pale, Le Chaotian's face slowly relaxed, let out a sigh, covered his lips and coughed twice, looked at Lu Xiaoer and said: "I have to feed it a few times next, and after drinking, it will be fine, you go back first." ”

Lu Xiaoer looked at the relaxed look on Le Chaotian's face, but he also relaxed, let out a sigh of relief, and said, "Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow?" ”

"Hmm."

Le Chaotian sat there and responded lightly.

The boy went downstairs exhausted.

Le Chaotian waited for a long time, moved to the door, walked through the wind corridor and looked at Lu Xiaoer's figure in the snow, breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the bowl of peach blossom water wine on the side with his backhand, took a sip, and said with a soft smile: "What are you kidding, I am a materialistic Taoist cultivator, and I am not a god of rivers and lakes." ”

However, the god stick naturally has the survival of the god stick.

For example, they are very good at using mysterious things to cure heart diseases.

Le Chaotian could naturally see that the little boy came back from the wind and snow all the way back with Nandao on his shoulders, frightened, frightened, and restless.

So he simply pretended to treat the disease, but this disease was not for Nandao, but for Lu Xiaoer.

As for the South Island.

Le Chaotian finished drinking, a little drunk, just raised his hand to check the pulse of the unconscious young man holding an umbrella, so he didn't care about anything, squeezed on the side, and began to sleep quietly.

......

In the early morning of the second day, Lu Xiaoer came over.

ran upstairs to look at Nandao, who had recovered and was falling asleep leisurely, and then looked at Le Chaotian, who was woken up by himself, with a strange color in his eyes.

"Uncle Shi, you are really a miracle doctor!"

Le Chaotian's face was still pale, he waved his hand lazily, yawned and said: "It's just a trivial matter, walking in the world, you always have to be able to play three or two stunts, and you can only play tunes, which is naturally not enough." ”

Lu Xiaoer nodded, looked at Le Chaotian's face again, and asked, "Uncle Shi, what's wrong with you?" ”

Le Chaotian said softly: "Playing the piano yesterday, I was just scared by myself, didn't Lu Xiaosan tell you?" ”

Lu Xiaoer shook his head.

Le Chaotian was probably a little more sober, looked at the little boy on the side and said with a smile: "But I'm curious, how do you know that I'm not an ordinary person." ”

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "Since the last time you and your junior brother and sister were eating fish in the canyon, and then I happened to pick up a fish and came back?" ”

Le Chaotian tilted his head and looked at Lu Xiaoer, and said, "So that's the case, then how unusual am I?" ”

Lu Xiaoer said sincerely: "I don't know. ”

"You're not afraid?"

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "Aren't you uncle?" ”

Le Chaotian laughed softly and said, "No, I am a junior brother, and my uncle is responsible, just like you looked for me last night." ”

"Where's the junior brother?"

"Senior brother." Le Chaotian said with a smile, "Senior brother is—senior brother, I want to eat fish!" ”

Lu Xiaoer subconsciously looked at Nandao on the side, but unfortunately Nandao didn't wake up and was still asleep there.

"By the way, where's your sword?" Le Chaotian looked at Lu Xiaoer and asked.

Lu Xiaoer then remembered that he had thrown the Xiwu Sword on the second peak yesterday.

I was thinking about whether I would lose it, but I suddenly remembered that the sword should return to Tianya Town on its own.

Lu Xiaoer thought about it, walked to the corridor outside, looked at the wind and snow that still didn't stop, thought about it, and said softly: "Xiwu." ”

In the wind and snow, a sword light came and fell into Lu Xiao's second-hand life.

It was the Xiwu Sword that was abandoned outside yesterday.

It's just that probably because he was abandoned in the wind and snow, Xi Wujian snorted very dissatisfied.

Lu Xiaoer looked at the sword in his hand, thought for a while, and said, "I promise that I will never leave you next time." ”

The sword roared in Xiwu before it stopped.

Lu Xiaoer walked in with a sword, looked at Le Chaotian, who was yawning, and Nandao, who was sleeping quietly, and said, "Then I'll go back first." ”

The little boy is naturally sleepy.

Le Chaotian yawned and nodded.

My head is a little heavy, and I don't know if I coughed too much yesterday or drank too much.

After Lu Xiaoer left, Le Chaotian pushed Nandao again, and said with a soft smile: "Senior brother, I really want to eat fish." ”

The young man seemed to have a helpless look between his eyebrows, but he still closed his eyes and didn't wake up.

Le Chaotian laughed softly, lay down by the fireside, and said, "I'm really a miracle doctor!" ”

Probably indeed a miracle doctor.

Cured the boy's problem of not being able to sleep.