Zhang Xiaoyu has already left the Southern Mountain Range.

While recovering from the injuries caused by Xie Chunxue's sword, he stopped at a certain Qingshan stream.

Just last year.

In October last year, Zhang Xiaoyu stayed here, but at that time, he was washing his face and sword.

In the hands of Zhang Xiaoyu now, there is naturally no sword.

He couldn't see those eyes on his face anymore.

So Zhang Xiaoyu stayed quietly by the stream for a long time.

He took off the tattered scabbard, put it in the stream to wash away the blood and dust on it, and put it in the green bushes beside him.

Then he walked step by step towards the stream, and took off his white clothes, which were already filthy and tattered.

Until everything was taken off cleanly, this naked twenty-six-year-old Jian Xiu sat cross-legged in the stream, raised his hand to untie the cloth belt on his eyes, and then held it with both hands, closed his sunken eyes, and submerged it in the stream.

The white coat was also on the side, entangled in some aquatic weeds, so it seemed to be going downstream, but it was always pulled and stopped there.

It's just that a lot of dirt and blood stains, soaked in the stream, gradually glowed red, as if someone had painted a painting, but when the pen was closed, but accidentally knocked down some cinnabar, so like the flow of the sunset, gradually disappeared in the clear stream.

The white clothes will be clean.

Sword repair can't wash things clean.

The clearest stream in the world will take them away little by little.

Zhang Xiaoyu soaked himself in the water like a fish.

I cleaned the sky and the earth and gave them back to strangers.

I cleaned myself and my white clothes, and waited for such a junior brother who came from the south.

Zhang Xiaoyu submerged in the stream little by little, not over his shoulders, over his lips and teeth, and without words.

Until the whole person was holding the corners of his clothes that were being washed by the world for him, and he was completely submerged in the clear stream.

The mountain stream is clear, and the spring breeze is clear.

There were many lines of light that shone silently on this underwater sword cultivator and those chaotic aquatic plants.

What will I face you?

Bro.

With chaos, with sorrow, with cleanliness and warmth.

......

Li Shi carried a bucket of water by the well in the town, and washed his face very seriously, Taoists are also people of the world, sometimes there will be wind and dust on their faces, there will be flying flotsam, and there will be eye feces.

From time to time, pedestrians from the town walked over and looked at this Taoist who didn't know where he came from.

After washing it quietly, he placed the bucket on the edge of the well beside him and looked up at the sky.

The sky is clear, the spring clouds are rolling, and it is a very comfortable day.

Li Shi watched quietly for a long time, then walked a short distance along the long street and bought an umbrella in an umbrella shop with a dismal business.

The Taoist took the umbrella in his arms, and then returned to the well, took out a book from his arms, and looked at it quietly.

The scroll is not wide, it is very thin, it is only a few thousand words.

"Five Thousand Words of the Green Ox".

This book of Hangu Guan Taoism, which brought the avenue to the world, has undergone thousands of years of education in the Hanging Temple, and it can be bought everywhere in Huangliang.

This was bought by Li Shi from the town before.

The name of the town is simple, it's called Nameless Town.

If you come across a town that you don't want to choose a name, you can use such a name.

Similarly, if you meet someone who doesn't want to take a name, you can call it Mei Qu Ming Nan Dequ or Zhang San.

Zhang San held an umbrella and squatted on the side of the street to look at the Taoist who was sitting on the edge of the well reading a book, and watched for a long time.

The weather is fine, and people with umbrellas are naturally rare, except for some girls who are worried about tanning their white and tender faces, and will walk through the streets with some small and delicate umbrellas, most of them do not carry umbrellas.

So Zhang San was very curious why this Taoist suddenly wanted to buy an umbrella.

When Fang Cai Daoist was washing his face here, he was watching.

It wasn't until the Taoist came back from buying an umbrella that he began to read.

Zhang San looked at it for a long time.

I didn't hold back the curiosity in my heart.

stepped forward, sat down beside Li Shi, and asked mysteriously, "Are you also a mushroom?" ”

Li Shi glanced up at the small town man, pondered for a while, and said, "No. ”

Zhang San was probably a little disappointed and said, "You are not a mushroom, why is the weather so good, why do you want to buy an umbrella?" ”

Li Shi said: "Because it will rain later." ”

Hearing this, Zhang San looked up at the sky for a long time, then lowered his head and said very seriously: "Yes, it should rain too." ”

Li Shi raised his eyebrows and looked at the man and said, "Why? ”

Zhang San said with a smile: "Because it doesn't rain anymore, I will be dried, although some people like to eat dried mushrooms, but I think fresh mushrooms are more delicious, the soup is delicious, you must taste it." ”

This Taoist who claimed to be two feet nine away from his destiny was silent for a while, looked at Zhang San and said, "Who are you?" ”

Zhang San stopped laughing and said seriously: "Can't you see it? ”

Li Shi shook his head.

Zhang San laughed again.

"I'm insane."

Li Shi looked at the man for a long time, and finally was silent for a long time, and said softly: "No wonder I can't understand what you are going to do?" ”

Even if the divination operator comes, he can't figure out what a neurotic is going to do.

Zhang San held an umbrella on the edge of the well, like a happy mushroom with long legs and shaking his legs.

"The mushrooms in the hot pot are also delicious, of course, some people may think that the mushrooms are more delicious, the mushrooms are smooth and tender, and they think that the mushrooms are such a bewitching and cheap thing, which is seducing its diners. Do you know what mushrooms say? ”

Li Shi put down the scroll and looked at Zhang San seriously.

"What do you say about mushrooms?"

Zhang San said sincerely: "Mushrooms." ”

“？”

Zhang San said: "It's a mushroom." I see you're still reading, don't you even know a word? ”

As he spoke, the man jumped down from the edge of the well, picked up a white stone from the ground, and wrote the word mushroom on the stone slab in the alley.

"You see, that's what mushrooms are."

“......”

Li Shi: I feel like I've been living in the shadow of Zhang San.

Zhang San sat back on the edge of the well, holding an umbrella and said with a smile: "So do you like to eat hot pot?" ”

Li Shi thought seriously for a long time and was sure that there should be no other traps, so he nodded sincerely.

Zhang San's eyes lit up, and he looked at Li Shi and asked, "Really?" Do you prefer to eat the lid or the bottom of the pot? ”

Li Shi smiled and said, "I like to eat pot lids. ”

Zhang San laughed.

Li Shi looked at him curiously and asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

Zhang San said seriously: "I know that the pot lid can't be eaten by a neurotic, it seems that you are a fool." ”

“......”

Li Shi fell silent.

Zhang San laughed for a long time, then jumped off the edge of the well and walked into the distance.

Li Shi looked at him and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"When I go home for dinner, my mom won't let me play with fools."

Li Shi was silent.

Probably the people of the world never thought that Li Shi, the most outstanding mountain and river view among the younger generation of Daomen in the world today, would be played like a fool by a rumor-style neurosis.

Li Shi looked at the umbrella in his arms and pondered for a long time.

So do you want to make a mushroom?

Li Shi laughed softly there, and found that he seemed to have been brought in by the man subconsciously.

This Taoist from the view of mountains and rivers lowered his head again, opened the Dao scroll in his hand, and looked at it very attentively.

The spring days of March are gradually becoming gloomy.

A spring rain soon ushered in the town.

The spring rain hit the eaves, and dripped down the stone slabs in the alley along the green eaves.

Li Shi held up an umbrella.

But suddenly I heard a voice.

"Aha, I knew you must be a mushroom too."

Zhang San's voice sounded in the alley again.

Li Shi raised his head and looked at the man who had gone and returned, Zhang San walked over from the rain alley with an umbrella, and introduced himself very solemnly.

"My name is Zhang San, what about you?"

This is recognition from the same clan.

Li Shi thought for a while and said, "My name is Li Si. ”

Fourteen is fourteen, and forty is forty......

Zhang San sat on the edge of the well.

Only then did Li Shi realize that he had changed to a larger umbrella.

probably also found that Li Shi was looking at his umbrella, Zhang San said very sincerely: "Because it rained, the mushrooms grew bigger." This time you've just grown, and when it rains again, you'll have to get a bigger umbrella. ”

Li Shi raised his eyebrows and looked out of the alley.

The people of the town have put up their umbrellas.

"Isn't it all mushrooms out there?"

Zhang San nodded.

"Of course, when it rains, there must be a lot of mushrooms going to grow. If you like to eat mushrooms, you must remember that don't eat the kind of people wearing small white dresses and holding small red umbrellas. ”

Zhang San said, raising the umbrella in his hand an inch.

Li Shi understood at this time.

That's another inch taller.

So he also raised the umbrella in his hand a little higher.

Zhang San nodded with satisfaction.

"Looks like you finally know how to be a mushroom."

While the two were talking, a man without an umbrella hurried through the alley, probably in a hurry to go home.

Zhang San's face changed, and he hurriedly ripped Li Shi off the edge of the well, and then pulled an unwanted cloth from the side, covered the heads of the two, and then squatted down around the well.

Li Shi sincerely asked.

"What is this doing?"

Zhang San gestured to silence.

It wasn't until the man watched the two of them run over like a fool that Zhang San said with relief: "You are a mushroom, he is a human, you grow on the edge of the well like that, it will definitely become his pot of soup." The biggest achievement of a mushroom is to grow white and fat, but hide under the fallen leaves, no one can find you, and give them angry death. ”

Li Shi suddenly realized and said, "It makes sense. ”

Zhang San patted Li Shi on the shoulder and said proudly: "Boy, there is still a lot to learn about the survival of mushrooms." ”

Li Shishen nodded approvingly.

Zhang San continued to say seriously: "It's like the world thinks I'm crazy, but in fact, I'm pretending, I'm not crazy or stupid, I'm just trying to hide my identity as a mushroom." ”

Li Shi squatted there in a daze, looking at this man who was talking eloquently.

So is Zhang San a mushroom or a neuropath?

This Taoist from the view of mountains and rivers was suddenly a little dazed.

The spring rain continued.

Two mushrooms crouched in the alley, staring wide-eyed.

There was another person outside the alley, but because the two mushrooms in the alley were too well hidden, the man walked quietly in the alley as if he really didn't see it.

......

Liu Chunfeng and Liu March walked in the spring rain in February.

Quietly looking at the alley.

The alley was clean and there was nothing.

Because of the change in Huaidu, the yellow sorghum has also become a little silent.

I'm afraid that the king, who is said to be from the north, has some strange movements.

In particular, the rumor is south of Kyoto.

So the people in the town were able to stay at home quietly, or they stayed at home.

So the alley is very peaceful.

Only a few of the green leaves that had been knocked off by the rain stuck to the stone slabs were bathed in the rain.

There was a well not far away, and there was a bucket next to the well, which was probably due to the fact that it had been frozen by the wind and snow for too long, and it was a little cracked.

So it was abandoned by the people and replaced with a better and newer barrel next to it.

Liu March and Liu Chunfeng watched for a long time, then walked over with an umbrella, stopped at the well, looked down at the well water, and then looked at the wooden barrel.

There seemed to be some blood stains along the edge of the well.

There is also on that barrel.

Other than that, there's nothing out of the ordinary.

The cold cicada sent down his will, and the entire hanging courtyard of the rumor wind moved.

The two followed the news obtained from the investigation of various houses and followed it all the way.

The last place where Li Shi appeared was in this town.

It's just that the two of them searched the entire nameless town, but they didn't find any trace of such a Taoist.

The two looked at it for a long time, but found nothing useful, so they went out of the alley again.

When I went out of the alley, I saw a man squatting on the side of the street watching the spring rain.

Liu March stopped, looked at him for a long time, and then laughed, Liu Chunfeng turned his head to look at Liu March, and asked strangely: "What does Lord Yin look at in March?" ”

Liu March chuckled softly.

"Do you look at him, does he look like a mushroom?"

Before Liu March's words fell, the man who was squatting on the side of the road raised his head in horror, looked at the Taoist and said, "How do you know? ”

Liu March raised an eyebrow.

But the man didn't wait for the two to react, so he ran away on the street with the umbrella.

That look, no matter how you look at it, looks like a big mushroom running in a panic.

Liu March took a deep breath.

Is he really a dog?

It's just that whether that person is a mushroom or not, whether he is a dog or not, it doesn't matter.

The most important thing for the two of them at the moment is to find out where the Taoist from the north has gone.

"Is there any news from the Hanging Courtyard Ancestral Courtyard?"

Liu March didn't pay attention to the neurotic who was running away, looked at Liu Chunfeng and asked.

Liu Chunfeng shook his head and said, "The Rumor Wind Ancestral Courtyard has naturally been strictly guarded, and all the gentlemen from the surrounding Hanging Courtyard have rushed to the Ancestral Courtyard. Even if it may not be Li Shi's opponent, at least it can be delayed for a long time. What's more, Qi Jinyuan of Jianyuan is also in the ancestral courtyard, and the people of Jianyuan will naturally help some. ”

Liu March nodded.

Since the theft of the arm bone of the Qingxuan Xue in the ancestral courtyard, there have been many precautions.

Such a place, for the world, is naturally just a symbol of the rise of the Hanging Courtyard.

However, for some people, the bones of the scholar who was able to pick up the sword of Tsing Yi and the original Taoist canon back then are undoubtedly extremely important.

If you say it's big or big, and if you say it's small, then everything naturally has to be big.

The two stood quietly in the spring rain on the long street, watching everything change in the world.

Such a story.

Naturally, it is not the story of Huai'an, nor is it the story of Huangliang.

It's the story of the whole world.

So even though Liu March watched her moment ago become a wild dog that she hated, she still chose to stay.

Like last March.

When he was in Huaidu, when he left the long street that sank into the ground, Liu March saw the man who stood there with a green umbrella and looked at his back for a long time, this Taoist still chose to go to Nanyi City.

......

Mei Xiyu opened the courtyard door.

I thought it was still a bull's head and bench legs that came to find fault.

They have all taken out the register of the city households.

However, it turned out that it was not.

The bull-headed bench legs, who are keen to find faults, stand very honestly behind a man who looks like a middle-aged housekeeper with a decent appearance but strong demonic power.

"The harassment of the two demons is that the Siwu Mansion is not strict, which has brought a lot of trouble to Mei Zhenren."

The housekeeper demon stood at the door with a slight smile, looked at Mei Xiyu with an indifferent look, and said very seriously: "So the lord of the waiter set up a banquet in the mansion and sincerely invited a real person to the banquet to apologize." ”

Mei Xiyu quietly looked at the big demon standing at the door, and then looked at the bull head and bench legs behind him, and the two of them shrank there very aggrieved.

The housekeeper demon smiled slightly, turned his head, and glanced at the second demon.

The bull-headed bench leg honestly stepped forward, probably to apologize to Mei Xiyu.

However, this Taoist just calmly raised his hand and looked at the butler demon and bowed.

"Xiyu is guilty, this move is quite inappropriate, and I hope you will forgive me."

The bull-headed bench legs looked back at the butler demon together.

The latter still smiled slightly, and said: "Since this is the case, it is naturally inconvenient and reluctant, sorry for the disturbance." ”

The bull head bench leg was relieved.

I looked up at the sky.

It's still noon.

If it is not the rule of the world, the two of them will naturally be polite and behaved.

However, in the rule of the noon, the noon guard bowed his head to a Taoist.

Naturally, it is a very troublesome thing.

is not only in Meixiyu, but also in the bull's head bench legs.

Mei Xiyu is naturally not stupid.

The demon clan is everywhere in the world, coming and going on the long street, and there are always some people who have noticed what happened in front of this courtyard.

During the reign of the demon clan, if the bull-headed bench leg really apologized to himself, he would naturally push himself into the fire pit.

So Mei Xiyu could only open her mouth to refuse, and also interrupted the movements of the two demons.

In today's world, the relationship between shemales is delicate, and any move is very likely to be infinitely magnified.

Mei Xiyu didn't want to get involved in these things.

However, the matter has come to this point, and he is naturally helpless.

As the three figures gradually departed on the long street, everything was quiet again.

It's like nothing happened.

Mei Xiyu watched quietly for a long time, and then closed the courtyard door.