The three of them returned to the town.

You Chunshan ran back and forth with the Taoist on his back, probably really tired, so he didn't rush back to the inn, so he put the Taoist down on the side of the street, stretching his legs and panting there.

"You said that the person is too, if you don't know, you don't know, if you make such a fuss, it will cause me to climb the mountain and get back pain."

You Chunshan felt that he was probably starting to be unlucky again, and sighed melancholy.

Nandao stood there with an umbrella and said, "It was also that we didn't explain things clearly at the beginning, probably because they misunderstood something. ”

Lu Xiaoer said with a curious face: "So did they pick up any treasures in the Sword Sect?" ”

Nandao looked back in that direction and said softly, "It's a sword intent, maybe it's a sword intent left over from the battle between Cong Blade and Kamigawa in the East China Sea." ”

Lu Xiaoer was thoughtful.

"No wonder that."

A sword intent from such a sword cultivator, for those sword cultivators, it is naturally an excellent treasure.

When the boy under the umbrella walked up the mountain, the sword behind him was faintly moving, as if there was a kendo overhaul in the mountain.

This is also what made the South Island realize that there was a misunderstanding.

You Chunshan sighed and said, "So how do you find that senior brother?" ”

Nandao stood quietly on the street, blowing the wind of the East China Sea in April, and said calmly: "Let the wind blow a little longer." A person like Senior Brother Huaifeng, as long as he has appeared in the world, there will naturally be rumors of wind coming out and falling to the world. ”

Lu Xiaoer hesitated a little on the side, and said softly: "Maybe we can also let our rumors be heard by Uncle Chen?" ”

It's just that the boy under the umbrella didn't speak.

The little boy also realized something.

If the boy is just a teenager, then he can naturally let out the wind and ask the sword world as if he was under the sword cliff.

It's just that teenagers are naturally more than teenagers.

Heaven is still watching from the world.

The South Island is still just an umbrella man.

So you can stand on the long street and listen to the wind, or run to a nearby sword sect to take a look, but you can't really be young and high-spirited, holding a sword to ask the world.

The winds in April are gradually getting some warmer.

The three of them stayed quietly on the street for a while, and then returned to the inn.

is still listening to the news of the East China Sea, or practicing sword cultivation.

It's just that the three of them didn't know that when they left that sword sect, they also passed by a white-clothed sword cultivator like they met in Pingshui.

At the same time, some rumors in the south of the world have also spread to such a small town in the East China Sea.

......

Lingnan fell.

This is undoubtedly extremely shocking news for the world.

After the fall of Gu Chu, for the first time in two thousand years, a southern soldier crossed the city of Nanyi, crossing the mountain range north of the south gate and across the world.

Even back then, Emperor Huai wanted to kill Li Queyi, who was traveling in Nanyi City, with the help of Huang Liang, after all, such a Taoist still succeeded in defending Nanyi City with the assistance of the Human Sword Sect.

Lu Xiaoer stood on the streets of the town with a frightened face, such a story was already known to everyone overnight.

It was not only the little boy who was frightened, but also the people in the Donghai town who were full of worry.

People never imagined that one day the army of Huangliang would cross the two great barriers in the south and appear outside the city in the mountains.

As for Bailu's side, because of the original demon clan's affairs, it was driven straight into by those southern rebels, and it was not until it reached the territory of Hanging Snow that it was finally intercepted by the army mobilized from the north.

The little boy has never been so hasty, and he fell several times along the way, even You Chunshan, who fell on the ground, has never fallen so many times.

Even the door to the inn room was slammed open by the young man.

The young man who was sitting by the window and practicing looked at Lu Xiaoer with a stunned expression, not knowing what was going on, it would make him so pale.

The little boy had been lying at the door, and it took a long time to finally sit up, looking at his uncle very helplessly, and muttering: "Lingnan.... Lost. ”

Nan Dao was also stunned, looking at the little boy and saying in disbelief: "What? ”

Since this young man has been on the cliff for a long time, he has naturally missed some rumors in the world.

Although Lu Xiaoer knew that Nanyi City was reversed, in order not to affect his uncle's plans, he never said it, not to mention, he didn't think that the south would really fall.

It's just that this little boy didn't know that although the witch armor from the south was put together urgently, this time the army came out of Yaoji's divine light.

You Chunshan is also late.

Even if the young man fell a lot, after all, this was a cultivator with sword intent. Although You Chunshan was a little worried about the little boy, he was not able to catch up.

"I heard that it was because the Hanging Courtyard was reversed, and the Human Sword Sect also raised the anti-flag, which led to a rebellion in the southern army, and it happened to meet Huangliang so that the goddess opened the Daze barrier and sent a large army over, and the northern army was slow to support, and Lingnan supported it for a long time, but in the end it was still not able to hold .... Defeated and gone. ”

You Chunshan said cautiously, observing the expression of the young uncle under the umbrella.

Nandao's expression was naturally the same as Lu Xiaoer's, and he became extremely pale in boundless horror.

It's just that unlike the little boy, after a long silence, the young man's expression calmed down, turned around and stood by the window for a long time.

"So Lingnan Sword Cultivation is dead."

The boy's voice was also extremely calm.

You Chunshan hesitated for a long time, and then said softly: "Although it is said that the entire Lingnan has been rushed and killed by the army, maybe, some sword cultivators have already left there in advance, maybe in the territory of Shanyue. ”

It's just that You Chunshan probably understands.

In a place like Lingnan, you will probably only choose to die in battle.

Just like a young man outside Nanyi City thought, the vitality of the sword cultivation was exhausted, and the sea of gods dried up, so he walked into the battlefield with the sword in hand.

It is not unreasonable for a teenager to think like this.

Lingnan Nature has been such a place for thousands of years.

Just as many years ago, they did their best to prevent Emperor Huai from going to the River Styx.

The little boy sat in the doorway, holding his sword, and looked out of the door with his pale little face, not knowing what he was thinking.

The boy under the umbrella stood by the window for a long time.

You Chunshan faced the silence, and tentatively called Uncle Shi twice.

The boy did not respond to him.

"Are we going to the South?"

You Chunshan then asked such a question.

The little boy by the door turned his head and looked at the boy by the window.

The boy just stood there in a long silence and confusion.

He didn't know what was going on.

Why did the Hanging Courtyard suddenly turn around?

The young man will naturally not forget the years he spent in Nanyi City before he went to Lingnan.

It was as if all of a sudden, everything had changed, and the opposite had become an enemy.

The prime minister who scolded the street stopped scolding the street, and took the people of Huangliang and the rebels in the south to destroy Lingnan.

The young man's hand holding the umbrella trembled a little, looking at the incomparably peaceful town, perhaps because he had been looking at it for too long, his eyes were too dry, and the young man kept blinking.

Then he raised his hand and rubbed it, but there was nothing wet.

It's just a huge confusion in my mind.

It was a long time before the boy turned around and looked quietly at the little boy by the door.

"Do you want to go back?"

Lu Xiaoer didn't speak, just dazed for a long time.

Nandao didn't say much, and walked outside with an umbrella.

You Chunshan chased out the door with some concern.

"Where is Uncle Shi going?"

Nandao paused for a moment and said softly, "I'm a little messy and want to go out for a walk." ”

You Chunshan looked at the little boy again, the little boy didn't say anything, just stood up as if he was extremely tired, and then walked to the side of the bed and lay down on the bed.

So the young man with the wooden sword on his back slowly closed the door, looked at the young man under the umbrella and said, "I'll go with my uncle." ”

Nandao did not refuse.

Walking into the town, people are talking about such a thing.

You Chunshan looked at the young man on the side, who just silently carried his sword on his back, walked through the entire town, and walked to the April Pingchuan outside the town, and then stopped there, looking at the vast world for a long time.

In the distance is the distant sea, the distant sky.

The wind blows the flowers and plants in Pingchuan and shakes non-stop.

It seems that overnight, the East China Sea, which should have been in a hurry, suddenly became a pure land.

So peaceful, calm, it's emotional.

So the boy sighed deeply.

You Chunshan silently followed with a wooden sword on his back, and the young man sat down in a grassy river.

"I'm from Nanyi City."

The young man said in a loud voice.

"There is a small town ten miles outside of Nanyi City, and although I have not been able to find such a town later, I know that there are people who don't want me to find it. That town is called Nanke Town. ”

Although You Chunshan knew that the young man under the umbrella was a sword cultivator from Lingnan, he didn't know where the young man came from.

Of course, the boy is from Nanyi City.

After leaving the town that seemed to no longer exist, the first world the boy walked into was Nanyi City.

The boy met Mr. there, met his senior brother, met Chen He, and the dead girl rat.

Then, there is the story of Lingnan.

In some specious positions, teenagers will always subconsciously put themselves in Nanyi City, or the position of such an academy.

Whether this is a Lingnan sword cultivation or not is never a story that will conflict.

It's just that Nandao really never thought that there would be a day in the world, and Lingnan would stand in a completely different position with the Hanging Courtyard and the Sword Sect in the world.

After the boy said that, he fell silent.

This young man from the East China Sea suddenly understood why this young man had such a look.

The young man with the wooden sword on his back thought silently for a long time, and then said softly, "What happened later? ”

The young man under the umbrella lowered his head, looked at the blades of grass on the ground, and said softly: "Later, a senior brother gave me a sword in my heart, and his name was Zhang Xiaoyu. ”

You Chunshan's eyes widened, he never thought that there was such a story in the young man.

"It was a Lingnan sword cultivator who rescued me and brought me to Lingnan."

Nandao said softly.

"Her name is Lu Xiaoxiao, and she is Xiao Er's master."

You Chunshan seemed to suddenly understand a lot of things.

For example, such a Lingnan sword cultivator, why does it always seem to have a lot to do with the Sword Grinding Cliff, and what is used is not the Lingnan sword.

The boy fell silent for the second time.

You Chunshan didn't continue to ask.

He was a bystander, and he still felt that those stories were very tangled.

Naturally, not to mention such a teenager.

The two of them sat quietly among the wind and grass in Pingchuan outside the town.

You Chunshan thought about it, stood up and walked towards the town.

"I'll go buy some wine for my uncle."

Although the money that this young man found back, he didn't have much left over from eating hot pot some time ago.

But which is more important, You Chunshan still has a clear distinction.

The young man with the wooden sword on his back silently bought a pot of spirits under the strange eyes of the little two, and then returned to the outside of the town.

The boy was still sitting there, staring at the sky in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

You Chunshan didn't say anything, just handed the pot of wine in his hand to the young man.

"Thank you."

The boy's voice was calm.

It's just that this seems to be the usual calm, but it makes You Chunshan feel a little uneasy in his heart.

The calm when there is nothing to do is naturally different from the calm when there is a big event.

"The story of that Taoist can be put down."

You Chunshan sat on the side and said softly.

"It's really not good, it's okay for me to carry him to Qingtian Dao alone, although the road is a little more difficult, but it's always a matter that doesn't need to be entangled."

The young man looked at the teenager who was quietly watching the sky and drinking.

"If Uncle Shi wants to go back, he can go back with Lu Xiaoer."

The young man shook his head, drinking wine, and looking at the world very calmly.

"I'm not going back."

The young man said in a loud voice.

"There is no point in me going back, Lingnan has fallen, the living are naturally alive, and the dead are already dead."

This is not the story of the White Deer Demon Land.

That's when nothing has happened yet.

And such a story has come to an end when the teenager in the East China Sea did not know it.

You Chunshan looked at the young man who seemed to be extremely calm and ruthless, and he didn't know what kind of thing he thought of when he looked at this April world.

The young man turned his head and looked at the young man on the side, still speaking very softly.

"I was just wondering what was causing those stories in the South."

You Chunshan silently thought, what caused the story of the south to happen?

He was not from the South, so naturally many things were not clear.

The boy remembered a story that seemed to be far away, but it was in March last year.

It is a story of the South also crying out in blood and fire, but no one answered.

The twilight fell on this East China Sea world, and it was as comfortable as it was.

The boy drank a pot of wine, stood up, and walked towards the town with his umbrella.

You Chunshan didn't understand anything, and he didn't know what the boy was going to do, so he just followed all the way with a wooden sword on his back.

Maybe it's night, and the town is quieter, and people are walking in the streets with their own worries.

Just like the young man under the umbrella and the young man with the wooden sword on his back.

When the two returned to the inn and opened the door, they fell silent.

There was only one Taoist left in the room.

There was also a note left on the table.

As for the little boy who was supposed to fall asleep on the bed with his tiredness, he had disappeared.

You Chunshan hurriedly walked in and picked up the piece of paper.

Above it is a line of hastily written handwriting.

- I'm back in Lingnan, uncle.

The little boy naturally knew the story of the boy under the umbrella.

Sometimes he might understand some of the teenager's hesitation.

It's just that in the end, the little boy still has some disappointment in his heart.

So he carried the Xiwu sword on his back, left some money, and went south alone.

The young man with the wooden sword on his back hurriedly put down the note and ran outside the inn, where he looked around.

"Lu Xiaoer!"

"Lu Xiaoer!"

You Chunshan didn't add anyone more, and the people on the street looked at this young man who didn't know why he was very anxious with a strange expression.

It's just a pity that the boy probably did go very far.

There was no response.

You Chunshan stood in the twilight and waited for a long time, and finally walked back to the inn dejectedly.

Then he froze.

The young man, who had been very calm, was still inside, but he was also preparing to leave.

The boy naturally has nothing to clean up, just has two swords and an umbrella.

You Chunshan was a little silent, although he himself said that Nandao and the little boy could go back to the south, but when the little boy said goodbye like this, and this uncle under the umbrella was about to leave, this young man still had a lot of loneliness in his heart.

He thought the story was still long.

For example, they will slowly find a sword cultivator, and then send the Daoist to the Qingtian Dao.

It's just that no one thought that they would come separately.

Maybe it's not just a matter of coming.

When the war in the South was ignited, some stories were already waiting here.

It's just that I just happened to go, and I realized it later.

Nandao stood there and looked at the unconscious Taoist for a long time.

All the stories in the world are naturally just some choices.

Sometimes nothing happens, sometimes it's all in front of you.

Fate is certainly not a step-by-step thing.

For example, when a wave comes, it is turbulent.

You can only choose some and give up some.

Nandao looked at it for a long time, and then turned his head to look at You Chunshan.

"Do you want to continue looking for Senior Brother Chen in the East China Sea?"

You Chunshan hesitated a little, and said softly: "I'd better carry him to Qingtian Dao." ”

The young man smiled again as he spoke.

"Maybe that kind of place can give me some opportunities."

Nandao nodded and threw the money left by Lu Xiaoer into You Chunshan's arms.

"Let's go, then."

You Chunshan was stunned suddenly.

"Uncle Shi, don't you go to the south?"

Nandao stood on the inn corridor, looking at the twilight at the end of the corridor as if it had been blown in by the wind.

"I'm going north."