Xu Chunhua didn't know why she chose to turn around and leave at that time.

It is clear that she came to Huaidu in order to find such a Taoist.

It was only after the moment of surprise at the sight of the Taoist that a greater panic and uneasiness took over her mind, and her whole body trembled imperceptibly, and she stood there cold.

So the surprise receded and left in a hurry.

She didn't know why that was happening.

Maybe it's like a very simple reason.

She may have a guilty conscience.

Mei Xiyu didn't catch up, just stood on the long street floating above the lights and under the moonlight for a long time, and then silently turned around and left.

As a result, some stories of Huaidu eventually became the discussion of some passers-by, and reached the ears of the Taoist who sat in the courtyard for meditation on the second day.

The Human Sword Sect did not fight with the people of the Heavenly Hell.

But the stalemate came down.

The two remained in the slanting platform and the sunken pavilion, and the two looked at each other.

So many Great Dao Cultivation appeared in the field of vision of the people of Huaidu, which undoubtedly brought some panic.

Probably the reason why His Majesty is a big demon from Huangliang today, among the three rules of Huaidu, the rule of heaven and the rule of the demon clan are naturally extremely strong.

At such a time, the two should be in unison.

It's just that the mysterious demon who controls the rule of the Siwu Demon Clan, and the servant of Lord Zhongshui, doesn't care about anything, as if watching a play.

So the story in the East China Sea finally began to ferment slowly in Huaidu.

Of course, not everyone will know what is happening in the East China Sea.

So far, the death of Cong Blade, one of the three swords in the world, has finally become the news in the hustle and bustle of the world.

People are naturally worried that if His Majesty does not give an explanation to the Human Sword Sect, those sword cultivators who stayed in Huaidu with sword intent will really start to act against Huaidu.

So the bun of 20 wen became 40 wen.

Mei Xiyu quietly listened to the discussions of those outsiders outside the wall.

Although the Taoist is nominally in Qing cultivation.

But even if nothing like this happens, Mei Xiyu can't really calm down.

Although he didn't know what the Heavenly Hell wanted to do, and what the Siwu Demon Mansion where the servants were located wanted to do, it was obvious that the Heavenly Hell was treating him as a person who had thrown him to this street to stir up trouble.

Faintly, Mei Xiyu felt that such a thing should be inseparable from Qingtian Dao.

The chaos in Huaidu has just appeared, coupled with the occurrence of some disturbing things, this Taoist naturally cannot sit quietly in the courtyard with peace of mind.

So after a drizzle, the Taoist held an umbrella and walked out of the gate of the 90,000-guan courtyard.

He didn't go to the town girl.

These things in Huaidu, as well as the undercurrent whirlpool he himself is in, doomed this Taoist not to go to such a small town girl.

The Taoist left the courtyard, held an umbrella and went to a restaurant somewhere on the street of the Demon Mansion, went up to the second floor, and sat by the window.

In such a location, you can probably see the main entrance of such a noon demon mansion.

Mei Xiyu asked for a bowl of Yangchun noodles - probably just like Liu Chunfeng sighed at the beginning, there is too much chili oil in the noodles, and Taoists will always be embarrassed after eating, so a bowl of innocent Yangchun noodles is probably extremely suitable.

When the bowl of noodles was served, the men of the noon guard came and sat down at a nearby table.

Mei Xiyu glanced at it calmly, so she lowered her head and ate noodles.

When the noodles were halfway eaten, the people from the Heavenly Hell also came, also sitting at a table not far away, and asked for a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Mei Xiyu still didn't care.

It's just that when Mei Xiyu's bowl of noodles was about to be eaten, an unexpected but reasonable person came to this restaurant.

A certain uncle of Qingtian Dao.

Mei Xiyu watched in silence for a long time, then picked up the noodle bowl, drank two mouthfuls of soup, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sat there quietly.

No one came back.

It's just that when Mei Xiyu looked out the window, she vaguely saw that among those demon clans, there seemed to be people from the military department walking among them.

Maybe it just happened to be passing by, maybe it was something else, this Taoist didn't know very well, just sat there quietly for a long time.

Until dusk, Mei Xiyu asked for a second bowl of noodles.

When the noodles were served, Uncle Qingtian Dao left.

When the noodles were halfway eaten, the people from hell were gone.

When the Taoist finished eating, the noodle was gone.

Nothing happened.

It's like a fallen leaf in a big river, which occasionally gathers and then scatters.

Mei Xiyu then took the umbrella and walked downstairs.

Perhaps it was a coincidence, when this Taoist first walked out of the restaurant, he saw a young man in white clothes holding a green umbrella in the twilight sky.

Meixi Yu stopped there.

Although it is said that there are three provinces and six departments in the court today, just because His Majesty is a demon of autumn water, and the water in the bottle is also a subordinate of the demon clan, so it is natural to rank above the two provinces of Shangshu and Zhongshu.

So the big demon in the world, who served as the servant of the door, and the highest status in the court today, also stopped, standing under the green umbrella, wearing a white dress and moving slightly, just like the smile on the face of this young person.

"Mei Zhenren is still used to living here?"

Mei Xiyu bowed and said softly: "Thank you for your concern, Mei Moujie is a Qing cultivator, and he is naturally used to it wherever he is." ”

The white-clothed demon smiled and said: "It's good to get used to it, after all, this is the land of the Demon Mansion, if you neglect the real person, in the future, Qingtian Dao will be held accountable, and Shui Mou can't afford it." Speaking of which, the Willow Prison Master is too, there are so many places in Huaidu, but I want you to come to this place of criticism......"

Shui Zaihua looked at Mei Xiyu with a slight smile and continued.

"I don't know what the intention is."

Mei Xiyu was silent for a while, looked at this Lord Huaidu Shizhong, and said slowly: "Maybe it's just because this is the place where my junior brother Liu March used to live, and the residence of the Taoist is always more suitable." ”

Shui Zaizai turned his head to look at the world and said softly: "It's true, it seems that Mei Zhenren is really used to living." ”

The April drizzle looks like it's coming back.

Mei Xiyu looked at the water bottle in front of her, who was looking at the long street in the world, and said softly: "Lord Shui is coming back from the palace?" ”

The water turned around in the bottle, looked at the Taoist for a while, smiled and shook his head.

"Dog eats dog on the sloping platform, I'll go see the excitement."

Mei Xiyu was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Lord Shui has lost his words. ”

Shui Zaiju looked back at Mei Xiyu and said as if puzzled: "How?" ”

"The Human Sword Sect is here for Your Majesty, Lord Shui ...... say this"

Mei Xiyu didn't finish speaking.

It was only at this time that the water in the bottle looked at Mei Xiyu deeply, and then said slowly: "Mei Zhenren thinks I'm scolding Your Majesty?" ”

Mei Xiyu did not speak.

The water in the bottle laughed again and turned away.

"Mei Zhenren, don't smear people's innocence out of thin air, I'm just scolding Hell. Of course, in front of the public, it would be undignified to say such a thing, after all, the Siwu Demon Mansion is also one of the three rules of Huaidu. ”

The young man with his back to the Taoist smiled slightly.

"It's just that Mei Zhenren is an outsider after all, and sometimes he can't help but vomit quickly, which is understandable."

Mei Xiyu stood at the door of the restaurant and said softly: "So why does Lord Shui scold the Liu Qinghe Prison Master?" ”

"Shouldn't Heavenly Hell be scolded for ignoring human life?"

Heavenly Hell is probably the only priest in the Gale Dynasty who has a reasonable quota for wrongful killing.

This Daoist from Qingtian Dao was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "It is indeed necessary to scold." ”

Shui Zaihua smiled slightly, and said: "This is the sigh of a certain Shui, and I hope that Mei Zhenren will not say that he will listen to the Liu Prison Master, after all, he belongs to His Majesty, and some things are broken, and it is not good after all." ”

Mei Xiyu said slowly: "My lord is too worried. ”

The evening rain began to fall, and the water walked towards the rain with an umbrella in a bottle.

"I had a great conversation with Mei Zhenren today, if he has the opportunity in the future, I hope that the real person can come to the house and talk about it."

"If you are invited, you dare not refuse."

Mei Xiyu quietly looked at the figure of the white-clothed green umbrella in the rain.

"How is it today?"

The white-clothed figure stopped in the rain, then turned back and squinted at the Taoist for a long time.

After a long time, the servant who stood under the door in the rain said slowly: "Recently, there have been many events in the world, and there are many inconveniences, so let's change the day." ”

Mei Xiyu smiled softly and said, "Okay." ”

......

East China Sea.

You Chunshan squatted by the stream, counted his money, counted it several times, and then put it in his arms.

"No more, no more, no more."

The young man sighed.

It's very melancholy.

From afar, I looked at the town with the smoke not far away.

"I won't eat well today, just touch a fish in the stream and eat it, after all, I'm not as rich as you."

You Chunshan looked at the little boy Lu Xiaoer and said.

Since digging out the jar, the little boy has eaten several hot pots with You Chunshan.

This young man, who has never had much money, has a bitter face.

Lu Xiaoer sat by the stream with his sword in his hand and said, "It's okay, I won't starve to death anyway." ”

Neither will the South Island.

The most direct benefit of practicing is that you can save three meals a day.

You Chunshan put the Taoist who was getting better and better by the stream, wiped his face, hands and feet, and then borrowed Lu Xiaoer's sword, and squatted by the stream very seriously, to see if he could catch a fish that was going to sneak over.

"When I get to the Qingtian Dao side and return this unlucky Daoist to them, first of all, I have to ask them to give me some money, after all, this is what I have worked hard to pick up for them from the East China Sea. Not to mention glory and wealth, at least you have to pay for the journey. ”

You Chunshan muttered softly while staring at the stream.

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "Why do you always think that Qingtian Dao will give you glory and wealth?" ”

"That's one of the three views in the world, can't you give it?"

Lu Xiaoer thought about the Human Sword Sect who used to be in Nanyi City and could only play cards, and often lost a mess, and thought to himself, why must the three views of the world be rich?

Of course, it doesn't have to be without money, such as the Liuyun Sword Sect, there is probably a lot of money.

A sword sect that made a fortune as a killer naturally couldn't be short of money.

So where did that extraordinarily rich uncle come from?

While Lu Xiaoer was thinking there, You Chunshan suddenly moved, and a vicious dog pooped and plunged into the stream.

It's a pity that he was too unlucky, and at the critical moment, he kicked a stone, so the whole person fell into it.

Naturally, the fish didn't get hit.

It's just that someone is probably too lucky.

The frightened grass carp fluttered, jumped up, hit a young man's black umbrella, and then fell straight into the grass on the bank of the stream.

Nandao, who was cultivating sword intent, opened his eyes and looked at the fish silently, but he didn't say anything, just threw the fish towards You Chunshan.

You Chunshan stood up from the stream in a drenched manner, looked at the fish that knocked him unconscious, and then thought about it, and said with a sigh: "It's okay." ”

It's like making a nest with yourself.

Lu Xiaoer watched there silently.

I also have some sympathy.

After all, when he was by that bamboo forest lake, the little boy was also miserable.

Even as a sword cultivator, he was actually bitten by a fish on the buttocks.

You Chunshan climbed the bank of the stream with his sword, returned the sword to Lu Xiaoer, and then picked up the fish and went to make a fire.

Lu Xiaoer was there while rubbing his sword and said, "Have you ever thought of a possibility, in case this Daoist is expelled from the portal by Qingtian Dao?" After all, you see, he is still wearing the clothes of the old Qingtian Dao. Don't pay the passage fee at that time, and give you a beating. ”

Lu Xiaoer didn't say that he would be killed.

After all, Taoists know the severity of their hands, and under normal circumstances, they will not give people brains.

You Chunshan was roasting there, fortunately, it was already March, and there was some chill in the wind, but it wasn't much, it was just wet and uncomfortable.

Listening to Lu Xiaoer's possibility, You Chunshan looked at the Taoist, hesitated for a long time, and said, "It shouldn't be so unlucky." ”

It's just that You Chunshan obviously doesn't believe in his luck.

So while grilling clothes and fish, I fell into deep thought.

Lu Xiaoer also fell into deep thought.

"Don't you grill fish without handling the guts? Can that be delicious? ”

You Chunshan waved his hand.

"As long as you can eat it."

“......”

Lu Xiaoer was silent, and when he was about to complain that he was really not picky, his expression suddenly changed, and he quickly pulled out his sword.

It's just that there is a sword faster than him.

The young man sitting under the umbrella by the stream had only two scabbards left on his knees.

The sword came out like a swimming dragon, and in a stream of wet glow, it shot into the green hills on the bank of the stream.

Before You Chunshan could understand what was happening, he heard an extremely crisp sword sound, followed by the sound of swords intersecting somewhere in the world.

The hapless young man was very vigilant and held the wooden sword to protect his grilled fish.

After all, after a day of walking with the Taoist on his back, and the fish is knocked over again, he will really be hungry and drooling.

Then the next moment, the young man by the stream suddenly stood up with an umbrella, turned into sword light, and went in the direction where the long sword disappeared, and disappeared into the green mountain.

The little boy Lu Xiaoer stood by the stream with his sword in his hand and hesitated for a while, but after all, he still didn't choose to follow.

After all, my realm is too low, and if I go, it will probably only become a burden.

You Chunshan looked at Lu Xiaoer very nervously.

"Who is it?"

Lu Xiaoer shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

It was only then that the little boy reacted, but naturally it was not that he sensed the sword intent.

Instead, the Xiwu Sword in his hand suddenly resonated to himself.

This sword from the grass is the sword lake, and has been tempered by the sword intent of the young man in the green robe, and it is naturally not an ordinary sword in the world.

It's just that for the little boy, the current Xiwu Sword is about to stop at a warning.

You Chunshan was a little nervous, thought about it, and dragged the Daoist's body over a little, probably ready to run away at any time.

This made Lu Xiaoer look at this young man more.

At such a time, you still want to take the Taoist away?

You Chunshan probably guessed what Lu Xiaoer was thinking, and said sincerely: "After all, I have come so far, can I bring it or take it, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of effort?" ”

“......”

The two of them held their swords and waited by the stream for a long time, and finally saw the young man who walked back silently along the clear stream in some gentle evening breeze.

"How about Uncle Shi?"

Lu Xiaoer greeted him with a sword and asked a little nervously.

Nan Dao shook his head and said slowly, "I didn't catch up." ”

"Still a man from hell?"

Lu Xiaoer asked bluntly.

You Chunshan continued to grill the fish by himself, but he didn't hear it.

Nandao said calmly, "It should be." ”

The sword intent of Fang Cai's sword is naturally very similar to the sword under the cliff of the East China Sea.

The two teenagers looked at the green hills by the stream for a long time.

The existence of such a person in heaven and hell naturally makes it difficult for some stories to settle down.

You Chunshan looked at the backs of the two teenagers, thought for a while, and said, "Shall we leave now?" The fish can actually be eaten if it is grilled a little. ”

Lu Xiaoer looked back at the young man, and You Chunshan obviously refreshed the young man's cognition again.

After all, when the little boy grilled fish, he handled it and cooked it carefully, and then brought it to his uncle to find it.

Nandao shook his head and said, "It's okay, you can continue to bake." ”

The boy under the umbrella put away his sword and sat down again by the stream.

Seeing this, You Chunshan put the fish on the fire again.

"That man may not have anything to do with Simon."

Nandao looked down at the sword in his lap and said softly.

Lu Xiaoer was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?" ”

Nandao pulled out the sword in his hand, and some sword intent appeared on the side of the stream.

There are two kinds of sword intent on the sword.

One is naturally familiar to the young boy, the sword intent from his own uncle, but the other, but it is also quite similar.

These two sword intents obviously surprised the little boy.

"Is this the sword intent left by that man?"

"Yes."

Nandao's hand holding the hilt of the sword shook slightly, and those sword intents slowly dispersed.

"It's the sword intent of the Grinding Sword Cliff."

The sword intent of the Grinding Sword Cliff naturally does not necessarily come from the top of that high cliff.

For example, the sword intent of the Human Sword Sect, to a certain extent, can also be said to be the sword intent from the Grinding Sword Cliff.

At the beginning, the diagonal bridge left the Sword Cliff, so that for a thousand years, all the Sword Sect in the world practiced was the sword of the Sword Cliff.

Of course, in the evolution of the millennium, the sword intent of such a sword sect naturally gradually became extremely different from the sword intent of the sword cliff.

And the sword intent of that Heavenly Hell Man still seems to retain a lot of the sword intent style of the Sword Grinding Cliff.

Naturally, this was something that puzzled the two teenagers.

What is between Heavenly Hell and Grinding Sword Cliff?

Nandao sat quietly under the umbrella, remembering some things when Qiu Xi'er explained the way of the human sword to him.