Zhang Xiaoyu's white clothes were full of stains, the scabbard was tattered, and his eyes were covered with blood.

It's just that the sword is clean.

In the March afternoon sunshine, it looks like a stream.

A child came out of the town with a jug of wine and handed it to the young sword cultivator who was sitting among the flowers on the side of the road outside the town.

Probably curious about the origin of such a person, the child sat down next to Zhang Xiaoyu again.

"Why won't you go into town?"

The child took out a piece of candy from his arms, stuffed it into his mouth, licked his fingers again, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked.

Zhang Xiaoyu sat there, released his hand from the sword in his lap, held the wine jug in his arms, brought it to his lips and took a sip, and said flatly: "Because my body is too dirty." ”

The child sighed, and looked down at his clothes, although he usually likes to roll in the grass with his friends, but now he is not very sloppy.

This made him very curious about where the black stains on Zhang Xiaoyu's body came from.

Did he kill a lot of people?

But his sword was so clean.

The boy thought for a moment and said, "Would you like to take a bath, I know there is a clean river not far from the town, and I will take you there." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu drank the wine for a long time, then nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The child stretched out his hand to Zhang Xiaoyu, thinking that he still needed to remind himself, but the sword cultivator who was dressed in tatters simply hung the wine jug on his waist, and then reached out to hold his hand.

This young man's hands are so cold.

The child shivered subconsciously.

His gaze fell on the sword that was as clear as water.

I guess I've been holding the sword for too long.

Zhang Xiaoyu held the child in one hand and the sword in the other, and followed him towards the distance outside the town.

The little river that the child said was clean was not far away, and the two of them walked for less than half an hour.

The place where the two of them went was a turbulent place, and the sound of the water was in an uproar, and it hurried downward.

The child stood there for a long time.

Zhang Xiaoyu's face was very calm.

If such a child wants to push himself down and drown, he is acceptable.

It's just that this didn't happen, the child just stood there for a long time, and then took Zhang Xiaoyu's hand and continued to swim downstream.

The sound of the water gradually calmed down.

Zhang Xiaoyu's feet gradually changed from some wet and soft river bank wet soil to some pebble river beaches.

The child let go of Zhang Xiaoyu's hand, walked towards the edge of the riverbank, bent down, picked up a pebble, and put it in his arms.

"What's that?"

Zhang Xiaoyu asked.

"Stones."

The child took the pebble from his bosom, looked at it, put it back down, and said, "A stone, left by my friends." ”

"Didn't they hang out with you?"

"No, they're dead."

So the pictures in Zhang Xiaoyu's mind that were outlined by the sound of the wind began to have some colors in some places.

It's red, like some red flowers dotted among the mountains.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say anything.

"In the past, a young sword cultivator from their distant Sword Sect came over and said that they wanted us to leave the town quickly, but no one listened to them."

In the distance, it is probably the other side of the Sword Cliff.

East China Sea Sword Sect.

"Then one night it was as if the sky was rotten, and there was white fire everywhere, in the sky."

"Some of the fires fell, and they killed people."

The child said, looking at the young man who looked embarrassed.

"You must have been hit by the fire from the sky, in fact, you don't have to be afraid, the adults in the town are all the same, dirty. They also love to drink. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a while, nodded, and then took off the wine jug on his waist and took two sips.

"Don't drink yet, the adults seem to have said that you can't take a shower after drinking."

The child stretched out his hand to stop the sword cultivator.

Zhang Xiaoyu put down the wine jug again, stood on the river beach for a long time, and said, "Okay." ”

The child took him by the hand again and walked towards the edge of the riverbank.

"There's a river ahead, you have to be careful, there are some rocks down there that are very slippery, if you fall, I may not be able to pull you up."

As he spoke, the child ran away again, and after a while he ran back, took a long stick, and handed the other end to Zhang Xiaoyu.

"If you're afraid, hold on to this."

Zhang Xiaoyu touched the long stick, nodded, and walked slowly towards the river, until it was almost past the wine jug on his waist, he stopped, and then slowly sat down in the river, looking like a head floating on the river.

"Won't you take off your clothes?"

The child is probably a little curious.

"Don't take it off, just soak it together for a while."

"Okay."

Zhang Xiaoyu sat quietly in the river, not knowing what he remembered, and said softly: "This doesn't look like you're fishing?" ”

The child thought for a moment and said, "Like." ”

So the long stick became a fishing rod, and Zhang Xiaoyu's head became a floating floating on the water.

It is also possible that Zhang Xiaoyu is just that kind of fish.

Zhang Xiaoyu sat in the middle of the river, as if he was asleep, and the child took out the stone from his bosom again and looked at it there over and over again.

When the boy looked up again, he saw that the drift had drifted into the middle of the river—the young man, perhaps really asleep, let go of his hand, and drifted all the way to a distance away.

The child hurriedly shoved the stone into his bosom and stood by the river and shouted loudly.

"Hey! Feed! Feed! ”

The young man, who was floating on the river like a dead fish, was awakened and stood up in the middle of the river.

Maybe there was really a moment of panic, Zhang Xiaoyu did subconsciously struggle, but he quickly calmed down and floated in the water.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaoyu knew how to water, the child breathed a sigh of relief.

But he still said with some concern: "Don't swim too far, then your leg will cramp and you will drown in the river." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu lay down in the river again.

"It's okay, if I really have cramps by then, I'll fly out."

The boy remembered the young man's sword.

This is a sword cultivation bar.

The child slowly relaxed, sat on the bank of the river where the light gradually softened, looked at the young man floating in the river, tilted his head and thought for a moment, and said, "But didn't you say that I was fishing?" The fish have run so far, what else do I catch? ”

Zhang Xiaoyu lay in the river and drank wine, and said softly: "Who hasn't run fish when fishing?" ”

The child thought about it, and it seemed that this was indeed the truth.

The river fell silent.

Late spring in March.

Bathing in Yi, the wind is dancing, and singing and returning.

Zhang Xiaoyu soaked in the river for a long time before he came back to the shore and sat down on the riverbank.

The white garments were a little lighter in color, and some red was revealed, like some withered blackened azaleas.

The children didn't care about this color, because the people in the East China Sea are full of this color.

It was also about early in the day, and the child was about to go back to the town, so he stood up.

"I'm going back."

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded.

The boy stood there, probably hesitating, if the town was the same as before, then he would probably invite the homeless young man to the town.

It's just that it's probably a little inconvenient now.

Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly: "You go, I'm going to wait for someone here." ”

The boy thought for a moment and said, "Then I will come to you again tomorrow, do you still want wine?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu took out some money from his arms and nodded.

The child took the money, turned around three times, and slowly walked in the direction of the town.

......

Gu Wenzhi saw the young man named Chen He in the town again.

When he went down the mountain to help his master buy candy before, Gu Wenzhi went to the hillside again, but he didn't see him, and thought he had left, but when he came down to buy the medicinal materials that were out of stock last time, he found that Chen He bought a large package of medicinal materials in that medicine shop, and was paying there.

"Brother Chen He is still in town?"

Gu Wenzhi walked over with some surprise.

Chen He counted the money from the money bag, looked back at the Taoist, smiled and said, "Yes." ”

Gu Wenzhi glanced at the list on the counter in front of Chen He, and found that they were all cold-warding medicinal materials, but he was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the young man and said, "Who are you?" ”

After Chen He finished paying, he picked up the bag of medicinal herbs in his hand, checked it in his hand, and laughed softly: "I want to go to Luming, so prepare some things first." ”

Gu Wenzhi suddenly realized.

Chen He looked at the Taoist in this view again.

"What about you?"

Gu Wenzhi sighed and said, "My master's health is not very good, and he often has to come to the mountain to buy medicine. ”

"I see."

As the two were talking, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy had already taken out a bag of medicinal materials that had been prepared from behind the counter and handed it to Gu Wenzhi.

"Thank you."

Gu Wen said as he paid the money, and then walked out with Chen He.

Chen He's Tianyan car was on the side of the street not far away, and Gu Wenzhi didn't pay attention when he came.

There were some cotton clothes and pants in the car, as well as ear coverings and other things.

I think I bought it in the town these days.

Chen He also put the bag of medicinal herbs on it and placed it with a small crockpot in the corner.

"What is Brother Crane doing in Luming?"

Since he knew that Chen He had also stayed in the Hanging Courtyard, Gu Wenzhi's way of speaking had naturally changed.

Chen He is naturally still the same, how comfortable and how to come.

"Go over there and have a look, when I was in Nanyi City, a young man told me that I don't know if the business will be very good if I sell iron plate tofu in Luming, I want to go there and give it a try."

Gu Wenzhi smiled softly and said, "Teppanyaki tofu, I haven't eaten it for many years, Brother Crane will make this?" ”

"I learned it when I was in Nanyi City, and I sold it in Huaidu for a while a few days ago."

Gu Wenzhi sighed and said, "Brother He is chic. ”

Chen He smiled slightly.

"Yes."

It's just that whether it's really chic or not is unknown.

The two walked along the long street for a while, one to go to Luming, the other to go back to the mountain, so they hurriedly said goodbye.

"This time it's probably really fateful goodbye."

Gu Wenzhi looked at Chen He and said.

Chen He nodded, and then started the Tianyan car that had been pushed all the way and sat on it.

Heading all the way to the west.

Gu Wenzhi stood there and watched for a long time, probably a little envious, but he didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the mountain.

The view of mountains and rivers has not been restless recently.

Gu Wenzhi thought that Chen Qingshan was joking.

Who would have thought that he would really kill that person named Ye Hanzhong in the Liuyun Sword Sect.

The Taoist walked all the way up the mountain, and then glanced back at the green hills in the distance.

Chen Qingshan hid in the temple, and those Liuyun Sword Cultivators who had been chasing and killing all the way were in those mountains.

Of course, the affairs of the world will not be fought just by saying it.

There has to be a step-by-step process.

For example, some people will talk cruelly in front of the audience today, and then they will fight in the town tomorrow.

In the end, his face was torn, and no one cared about the fight.

Gu Wenzhi watched quietly for a long time, and then turned around and walked towards the view.

.....

Chen Qingshan was at the edge of the mountain stream somewhere in the mountains, Zhang Lizi was practicing, and Qingjiao was practicing swords.

One doesn't know where he's going to go.

One only hopes that Chen Qingshan will fight with others, and then pick up a cheap one himself.

There are disciples of the Mountain Sect sitting upstream by the stream, scolding this former senior brother of the Mountain Sect very happily.

"Chen Qingshan, you turtle son bastard, you have caused trouble, and you have to bring it back to the temple, do you think you are a beast?"

“......”

scolded a lot of messy.

It's a pity that Chen Qingshan didn't pay attention to it, and sat upstream studying the bottle of wine in his hand - this is the Shanyue specialty wine that Zhang San gave when he left Shanyue.

Although he had a lot of fights with people along the way, Chen Qingshan had always kept such a bottle of wine very well.

After sitting there and watching for a long time, Chen Qingshan sealed it with Taoist texts, stood up and dug a pit not far from the stream, and buried it in it.

Then he walked towards the disciple of the Mountain Sect who was sitting by the stream and scolding the street downstream.

The man was scolding vigorously, but he was startled when he suddenly saw Chen Qingshan walking over like this.

"Your mother will ....... tomorrow Dingfu such as the East China Sea Shoubi Nanshan ......"

Chen Qingshan was also stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows and said, "Really? ”

The disciple staggered his ass back.

"Of course yes, senior brother."

"Thank you." Chen Qingshan is very sincere.

"Well, if it's okay, I'll go first." The disciple hurriedly stood up and ran along the stream path in a daze.

Chen Qingshan looked at it quietly.

Lin Hou faintly heard some annoyed and angry voices.

"Didn't you say he wouldn't pay attention?"

"Yes, he was scolded for a day yesterday and ignored it."

“......”

I guess I can't stay on yesterday's day.

Chen Qingshan walked back a little bored.

Zhang Lizi had already opened her eyes, and there was some vitality around her body, but she still hadn't entered her body yet, and this little girl from Shanyue City was tilting her head and looking at Chen Qingshan there.

"So Master was really from the Mountain Sect before?"

Chen Qingshan nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Then why?"

"There's no why, just thinking."

Chen Qingshan sat down by the stream again, the wind blew the mountains and forests, the green leaves swayed, and occasionally a few pieces fell and landed on Chen Qingshan's shoulders, this Taoist did not brush it away, just looked at the stream quietly, as if he was contemplating something.

Zhang Lizi originally wanted to ask if Xia Guanli would really fight with the Sword Sect, but when he saw Chen Qingshan like this, he didn't speak.

After a while, the Taoist seemed to wake up, and looked back at the little girl who was immersed again and felt the sense of qi.

"I'm hungry, let's go cook."

Zhang Lizi also woke up, only to find that she was indeed a little hungry.

The so-called mountains don't know the years.

Zhang Lizi didn't realize that he had been practicing for so long today.

Chen Qingshan naturally wouldn't be hungry, but just reminded this extremely serious disciple not to starve himself to death.

Zhang Lizi stood up, moved his muscles there, and then walked towards the back of such a small Taoist temple.

Chen Qingshan sat by the stream, but remembered some things back then.

At that time, he was still a teenager, and one day, the master brought back a young boy from Guanwai, so he had a junior brother.

It seems that this was the case at that time.

I sat by the stream, practicing using sermons to improve my short-sightedness, and then I had to remind the junior disciple who was immersed in cultivation not to starve himself to death.

Fortunately, it didn't last long.

Because they are also surnamed Zhang, that young man's talent is very good.

All the way to the body, I felt that I was in the body until Zhou Tian, and then I saw the mountain.

After seeing the mountain, the body has vitality, and it doesn't matter if you eat or not.

Chen Qingshan sat there quietly, thinking about the news about the East China Sea that he had heard on the way back.

Even if it was Chen Qingshan, he felt very amazed.

The little boy at the beginning had really come out of his memory far away.

learned the Tao, cultivated the sword, and killed Cong Blade.

Chen Qingshan's eyes did not have a sermon in his eyes, so he looked at the stream in front of him vaguely.

There seems to be a small herring with a green back swimming inside, or maybe not, just a bamboo leaf that flew from nowhere.

The Taoist narrowed his eyes, but the blue color had drifted away.

So he flowed through the mountain stream, crossed the Taoist temple, and did not know where to go.

Chen Qingshan stood up and walked along the streamside path into the distance.

Beyond this piece of mountain forest, there is a large community of Taoist temples, and in this piece of Taoist temples, they are often silent and dumb.

for they are hidden, clothed in black.

There is no warm light in the night, which is completely different from the Taoist temple on the side of the mountain sect, where the river sect is located.

Zhang Lizi cooked rice after watching it, and steamed another fish, because considering the reason why Chen Qingshan sometimes eats it, he didn't put chili peppers.

It's just that when she walked to the front of the temple, she found that the Taoist on the side of the stream had left for some time, and asked Qingjiao on the side, this Donghai sword cultivator just didn't say anything.

Zhang Lizi then searched all the way along the stream, and finally found Chen Qingshan, who was standing in the mountain breeze and quietly looking at the silent Taoist temples below.

"It's time to eat, Master."

Zhang Lizi stood behind Chen Qingshan and said.

"yes, okay."

Some things are probably as simple as such a conversation about eating.