The two chatted all the way, stopping at a place near the Liuhe River that was blocked by the people in Jingzhao Yin's office.

Standing in the alley, the cicada glanced at it from a distance, and when he saw those rather thick iron cables, he said with a strange expression: "Do you say that person has violated the rules of heaven?" ”

Yun Zhusheng also looked there, shook his head, and said, "I don't know, after all, the people of Huangliang are ghostly, who knows what they are doing?" ”

Huangliang thinks that Huai'an people are strange, and Huai'an people think that Huangliang people are gods and ghosts.

I probably don't feel like a normal person.

The two of them stood in the alley, probably very curious, and studied the ugly-faced man locked by the bridge for a while.

And then he left here with nothing.

......

Liu March sat in the wind and snow, her already twisted hands and feet had already been worn out by the shackles, and the blood stained was especially ugly.

Even he himself found it ugly.

Maybe he sensed that someone was looking at him, so Liu Yueyue, who had been keeping his head down and didn't know what he was thinking, raised his head.

However, I only saw two figures leaving in the snowstorm.

Who's that?

Passers-by?

The chaotic Liu March thought blankly.

I felt as if something was related to me, but I couldn't see anything.

Only two lines of footprints came and went in the wind and snow.

.......

In the Minghe Square on a snowy night, there are occasional pedestrians holding umbrellas and walking quietly.

But no one opened the door to their yard.

......

When Nandao went to Heavenly Town again, there was not much snow left in the town.

Grass is slowly drifting back in the sword lake in a small boat, and there is still some wind and snow on her shoulders.

"What are you doing here?"

Nandao had the same questions as the teenagers.

"Send snow to the mountains."

Nandao then remembered what the grass had said to Hotaru that day.

"Looks like you're pretty much done."

The boat stopped under the peach tree, and Cao Weiying picked up the wine gourd from the side, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Yes." Then he looked at the wine jug on Nandao's waist, "Why are you still peach blossom boiled wine?" ”

Nandao looked down at his black garlic-like wine jug, picked it up and took a sip, and said: "Because peach blossom wine is the simplest, and although it is not as sweet as peach blossom wine, it's just that I'm used to drinking it, and it's okay." ”

The young man under the umbrella drank wine and thought about it again, "Actually, the main thing is that the peach blossom is still not enough, and when this snow passes, let's see if there will be more, after all, brewing wine is different from boiling wine, and it is better to have more." ”

"Yes." Grass nodded approvingly.

Peach blossom boiled wine, peach blossom is just an auxiliary material, and peach blossom wine, peach blossom is the main ingredient, too little, it is inevitable that it will not be presentable.

The two of them drank for a while by the lake, and the snow in the town slowly disappeared, revealing some twilight, but the twilight was not in the sky, but stayed near this sea of flowers.

It's as if someone who came with twilight once stayed here.

Nandao didn't care, just looked at the grass for the firefly's shoulders.

The wind and snow all fell on the shoulders of this young man in green clothes, but the last snow looked very thin.

"You're going to go again?"

Minamijima asked, looking at the grass for Hotaru.

Cao nodded for Hotaru, put down the wine gourd, looked at Nandao and said, "Are you going?" ”

Minamijima said, "Let's go and see what it's like." ”

Cao Weiying smiled softly, looked at the young man who walked on the boat, and said, "That's what I said." ”

The two of them sat at the end of the boat and headed towards the other side of the Sword Lake.

The vast lake gradually sank into the mist, and so did the boats.

"Hasn't Chen He come back yet?"

"Why, you think it's almost the New Year, and he's coming back?"

Nandao said as a matter of course: "Isn't it? ”

Cao Weiying sat at the head of the boat and said with a smile: "This is not his hometown, what is he doing when he comes back." ”

Nandao thought for a moment and said, "Come back to see a friend?" ”

Cao Weiying nodded and said, "It makes sense, but maybe he has a new friend somewhere in the world, and then he likes the new and hates the old and forgets you." ”

"......," said Nandao, who was silent, "you always make me feel like a resentful woman waiting to return." ”

"Isn't it?" Cao raised her eyebrows for Hotaru and said, "Every time you come, you will ask Chen He if he has come back." ”

Nan Dao looked at the Great Lake of Clouds and Mist and said softly: "If you have a friend who can live quietly in the world, but stands up for you twice, will you miss him very much?" ”

Grass pondered for a moment and said, "Probably too." ”

Nandao didn't say anything more.

Of course, he will always remember the leisurely and comfortable young man who hurriedly crossed paths in Nanyi City.

It's not lazy, it's comfortable and comfortable.

Maybe it's like he once heard Fengtai say - always happy and happy, and then leisurely.

It cannot be said that it is not a great wish in the world.

The boat slowly passed through the cloud cliff and appeared on the other side of the lake.

Nandao walked up to the lakeside cliff with the grass for the firefly, and some of the wind and snow on the cliff were lost by the grass for the firefly, like a falling flower, and the green vines on the edge climbed over the ground covered with stone moss, and fell downward, standing on the edge of the cliff and watching, as if connected with the winding path leading to the distant mountains under the cliff.

Cao Weiying stood aside with a wine gourd, raised his hand with a wine gourd, and raised his head, so the mountain wind came, blowing the wind and snow on his shoulders and flying into the distance.

Indeed, as he once said, the clouds dispersed, and the gray summit had snow-white heads.

"When will I be like you?"

Cao Weiyi raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man under the umbrella beside him who asked enviously.

"Do you mean as tall as I am, or as comfortable as I am?"

When I first entered the world, I saw the tallest person in the world today, which is naturally an extremely lucky thing.

But this person is just laid-back, and it will inevitably be something that people love and hate.

Everything is distant.

Longing is also true.

Nandao stood under the umbrella and smiled, and said, "Feel as comfortable as you." ”

The grass chuckled softly for Hotaru.

"You are also very comfortable now, you see other people's young people, the first time you see the world, you are very busy, you are different, you have nothing to do all day long, drink and watch flowers and eat hot pot, I am sometimes very curious, how did someone write so many words in such a boring story."

Nandao raised an eyebrow and said, "What are you talking about?" ”

Cao Weiying smiled and said, "Chen He, isn't he writing your story?" ”

"Didn't he write me as incomparably brave and invincible in the world?"

"At first, yes, after leaving Nanyi City, and after coming to me to inquire about you, I began to write that you were lazy."

Nandao thought for a long time and said, "Maybe he's good at talking nonsense." But it has nothing to do with me being uncomfortable, I'm not at ease, I'm just doing nothing. When I was in Nanyi City, there were still people who wanted to kill me, although there are still people, but now that I am in Lingnan, all of them regard me as the hope of Lingnan, and they want me to practice quickly, and then stand at the height of the world's admiration, and pull the whole Lingnan out of the quagmire of some regretful and missed stories. I even found someone from the East China Sea Sword Sect to guard me, just like an old man who has a son and is extremely cautious to guard his heart and soul treasure. And even if Lingnan didn't do this, probably nothing would happen to me - my junior brother is a human overhaul, but I don't know who it is, and I don't know why it's leading me to walk some roads like this. But in short, with such a person by his side, what can happen? ”

Cao Wei Hotaru thought for a while and said, "Probably he thinks that cultivation must first cultivate the mind." ”

"That's what I thought too." Nandao said softly, "So I've been trying to find a way to change myself, I keep myself as calm as possible, and I have to talk with a smile." Sometimes I don't know if it's really changed, or if it's an illusion that I feel like I should change this way. ”

Cao Weiying stood on the edge of the cliff and drank wine, looking at the traces of falling snow on the ground like falling flowers.

"If you can really create such an illusion for the rest of your life, why can't it really change?"

"So why did the junior brother do this?"

"Because he's afraid of something." Cao Weiying laughed softly and said, "He is worried that you will become a seed of hatred brewing if you are too depressed in your life. In other words, if you do have a block in your heart, then he will pour it out for you as warm wine. ”

Nandao quietly looked at the snow in the distant mountains, and then said slowly: "So I am probably indeed a very troublesome person. ”

Cao Weiying said sincerely and truthfully: "This is a pertinent and correct self-judgment. ”

Minajima stood under the umbrella and laughed softly, picked up the flask and gulped down.

"So it's probably like what my junior brother once sang—when will I go back, be an idler, and be a piano, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds. I know there are things he sings to me. Some are sung to himself. For example, the first song is a cut of plum - watching and clapping and laughing is crazy, what does it matter if it is sparse, why is it crazy. The junior brother is probably a crazy person himself, but he stayed quietly with me in Lingnan, which is indeed a touching thing, just like Chen He. ”

Cao Weiying smiled and said, "Yes, he may indeed be a good person, but you seem to have said a little too much today." ”

Nan Dao said softly: "Because in a few days, the wind calendar of one thousand and three years will pass, this is the first year I have stepped into the world, although I have not experienced a lot, but there is always some sighing, and Chen He still has not come back, which makes me a little disappointed." You are a fake boy and a real senior, but I am a fake uncle and a real boy, and the boy will always be cranky - for example, doesn't he Chen He treat me as a friend? Cranky, and then full of emotion. ”

Grass sighed for Hotaru and said, "Actually, it's good. At least it's really cranky, not on his mind, like your senior brother named Zhang Xiaoyu, he won't be cranky, because he does have a lot of trouble. ”

Nandao fell silent, and after a long time said softly, "Yes." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu's story may be able to keep the two talking for a long time.

But Chen He probably wouldn't write a lot of things so verbosely.

So someone ended the conversation on the cliff with a lot of guilt.

It took a while for Nandao to react, looked at the grass and said, "Have you seen Senior Brother?" ”

"I've seen him, he's been here secretly, and then he's probably by a man in the town who uses a piece of iron like a salted fish as a sword." ”

Nandao didn't say anything more.

The two stood quietly on the cliff, looking out at the distant scenery.

Probably someone who really called North Island wrote that we were young at that time, and we came to the cliff through the ruins of the pine and cypress. Bathed in the sunset, our hearts are as calm as water, and we look into the distance where the clouds and mist drift. In fact, you can't see anything, the joys and sorrows of life are far beyond the horizon, and looking out is a gesture of youth.

Grass for fireflies is not a teenager anymore.

But the South Island yes.

Spend the last few days of the year.

The boy was sixteen years old.

......

Indeed, just like Cao Weiying said, Chen He has an extra friend surnamed Chen.

His name is Chen Huaifeng, and he is a disciple of the Southern Human Sword Sect.

Because of some very despicable deeds, they appeared in the territory of Qingtian Dao in the north, but for a while, they didn't see him, so they sat in the view very boringly, drinking wolfberry tea.

Without cultivation, once you enter the Great Dao, a major stage in the cultivation world has passed, and the rest of the journey will be slowly passed.

What's more, just like a white-clothed sword cultivator said many years ago, he practiced diligently during the Chinese New Year, so that outsiders knew, and thought that our sword cultivation talent was not good!

A person like Chen Huaifeng can't be naturally talented.

Among the two swords and three views in the world, there are very few people with bad talents, and in the world where the lifespan is less than 100, the stories of the cultivation world are often told by them.

Although he entered the avenue at the age of thirty-two, he was a little slow in the group with good talents.

But this is not related to the habits of the Sword Sect in the world, playing cards every day, or mixing in the world, and naturally practicing will be lazy.

What's more, Cong Blade, a lazy person, slept there every day, and no one came to urge them to practice well.

Although Chen Huaifeng is quite diligent, the mind of a health person is always lighter, and sometimes he is suspicious because of yellow urine in the morning.

Except for saving money to marry a daughter-in-law.

Of course, Chen Huaifeng is also an old acquaintance in the world, and everyone knows what kind of person he is.

Guanli didn't bother him drinking tea and maintaining health.

Chen Huaifeng went down the mountain very bored and went to the town to chat with the person named Chen He.

One person drinks warm wine, one person drinks hot tea, and sits on the fine snow street, but there is also an inexplicable harmony.

When Chen He was looking at the biography there, Chen Huaifeng sat on the side with a teacup in his arms, watching the people in the town very quietly.

Although people on the side of the road sometimes always look this way.

But Chen Huaifeng looked at it like this, which always made Chen He feel that he was still in Nanyi City, as a gatekeeper disciple of the Human Sword Sect, watching the wind and rain in the human world there.

Chen Huaifeng himself thinks so.

So I asked Chen He to take a biography, turned a few pages and put it down.

"Doesn't look good?"

"I don't like it."

"And what do you see?"

Chen He thought it was very strange.

Chen Huaifeng was holding a cup of wolfberry tea, and the old god said on the ground: "We people who maintain health generally read the Spring and Autumn Period."

Of course, there is no book "Spring and Autumn" in the world.

So it's probably to look at the spring and autumn to know when to put on the spring velvet and autumn pants.

"......" Chen He was silent, took back the biography, and put it back on the original stall.

"Last time you said that there was something going to Guanli, and it hasn't been solved yet?"

Chen He asked casually while drinking wine and looking at the book in his hand.

Chen Huaifeng said softly: "Not yet, it may have been solved soon, but something happened in the cultivation world, and all the rivers stopped, so it will probably be solved after the New Year." ”

Chen He said thoughtfully: "In this way, it should be soon, after all, the New Year will be in a few days." ”

Chen Huaifeng looked at the people walking in the snow with New Year's goods on the street, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"And when are you going back to the South?"

Chen Huaifeng looked at Chen He and said, "What are you asking for?" ”

Chen He said with a smile: "If you want to go back then, help me bring some things back to a teenager." ”

Chen Huaifeng may have guessed who Chen He was talking about, but he may not have guessed.

But this Sword Sect Senior Brother just sighed softly.

"I don't know, it's not sure if I can go back."

"Why?"

Chen He put down the book in his hand and asked suspiciously.

Chen Huaifeng smiled softly and said: "Because I have done something very excessive, the Lord will see me in person, I don't know what price they will make me pay, I have prepared something, but I don't know if it is enough." ”

Chen He didn't ask Chen Huaifeng what he had done, if he asked too carefully, he would let himself have more things to think about, and he would be very distressed, just like those stories in Nandao, if he didn't know anything, he wouldn't have so much sorrow.

But he also guessed some.

Because after all, what happened recently in Qingtian Dao is just one.

Lingnan affairs.

The rumors of those winds blew everywhere in the world, and some time ago I heard that there were some conflicts between the two ethnic groups somewhere.

Recently, though, it has calmed down.

Chen He didn't pay attention to the specifics.

Idle people who listen to the wind naturally listen to the wind well, and as for what kind of wind it is, and where it blows from which towns it blows, it is naturally irrelevant.

Chen He looked at Chen Huaifeng, who was smiling on the side, and said softly: "When you say this, I don't know if you are miserable or Qingtiandao is miserable." ”

Chen Huaifeng took a sip of wolfberry tea and said, "It's all miserable, because in the final analysis, we are all victims of some undercurrents." ”

"But no matter what, we still have to have a good year, otherwise let the world know, and think that we people in the cultivation world can't afford to lose."

Chen He laughed and said, "Yes." Later, I'll go buy some ingredients and prepare, will you drink tea or drink wine then? ”

Chen Huaifeng tilted his head and thought about it, and said: "Drinking bars, drinking tea during the New Year, it's always a little too deserted, so it's a little more lively." ”

To be lively, such words don't look like something that can be said from Chen Huaifeng's mouth.

Maybe there was some trepidation.

After all, he was ready to pay the price, and came to the Northern Qingtian Dao alone, but he had to wait.

In fact, it is a very painful process.

There are always some expectations, and those expectations have to be broken, so as not to fall too far behind.

Over and over again, over and over again.

Lonely etc., gloomy etc.