Xu Chunhua passed by the inn yesterday again, and the scholar stood at the door, as if looking at the sky.

The girl didn't say anything to the scholar, but gratefully returned the umbrella to him, and then left there in a hurry.

The scholar didn't seem to care about the small town girl's hurried departure, but just stood there with an umbrella for a long time, and then walked into the flow of people with an umbrella.

The scholar did not live in an inn.

As a young man who has been in Huaidu for almost a year, it is probably a luxury to stay in a guest house for a long time.

The young man was washing dishes at a noodle shop on a long street not far away.

When the scholar rolled up his sleeves and walked into the noodle restaurant with an umbrella in his hand, the shop was probably relatively empty, and the three juniors were all sitting idle at the table, chatting nonsense.

Suddenly someone came in, and they were startled, and they jumped off the table one after another, and when they saw that it was a scholar, they breathed a sigh of relief, and sat back down and laughed and cursed.

"Damn, Zhu Congwen, I didn't know how to cough first when you came in, did you want to scare us?"

The scholar named Zhu Congwen laughed and said, "I don't want to see how cautious you are?" ”

The three people in the store laughed and scolded their mother.

"The biggest scholar in the world is the opposite, you are still cautious, cautious and cautious."

The scholar was silent for a while, didn't say anything, just silently walked into the back kitchen, put the umbrella aside, and began to wash the dishes.

The three juniors probably realized that they had said the wrong thing, and they were silent for a long time before they quietly ran to the back kitchen, lifted the curtain and secretly looked at Zhu Congwen.

The latter didn't have any emotion, just quietly washed the dishes there.

The crowd left silently.

The students who took the spring exam in 1003 were probably very unlucky.

Although it is said that learning and excellence are good, I just don't know why, there has been no movement about them on the part of the ministry, at first Zhu Congwen thought that it was only because His Majesty was temporarily absent from the world, so there were some things to be considered, and the arrangements for entering the office would be made.

It's just that it's a year.

Until this year, the scholars suddenly understood that it was difficult for their group of students to be mentioned again.

The reason is simple.

In March, the Hanging Courtyard was reversed.

Although Huai'an does not only have such an academy as the Hanging Academy, but in the final analysis, the rebellion of that academy had too great an impact, resulting in almost none of their students.

In the past, scholars would sigh twice and scold a few times.

But now it is silent.

Although not all students are students of the Hanging Academy, there are always people who are students of the Hanging Academy.

For example, Zhu Congwen.

Even some time ago, someone from the Criminal Department came to look for Zhu Congwen, but such a scholar really didn't know a lot about the Hanging Courtyard, so he was released.

When Zhu Congwen finished washing those dishes, he walked out as if nothing happened.

Those juniors were also gossiping there like no one, looking at Zhu Congwen joking.

"Didn't you say you lost your umbrella yesterday? Why did you bring it again today? ”

Zhu Congwen sat down on the side, smiled softly, and said, "Probably the place where it was lost is not very far, and I found it again." ”

The little ones naturally don't believe such nonsense.

During a rainstorm, who is okay to walk on the road and lose their umbrella?

If you lose it, forget it, and you can find it back the next day?

So after noticing something strange, the little two came over again and said with a smile: "Lost? I think it was lost in someone's girl's hands. Haha ”

Zhu Congwen turned his head a little embarrassed and said, "How do you guys.... How to tarnish people's innocence out of thin air? ”

"It's hard to say if you're innocent, but Zhu Congwen, why are your ears red?"

“......”

Of course, Zhu Congwen doesn't have anything to say, after all, there are too many things to learn in the Wenhua Academy of the Hanging Academy, and only those who are not clear can be said.

The group was joking when the curtain of the noodle shop was suddenly lifted.

So the crowd got serious.

Walking in was a young man with an umbrella and two swords behind him.

There are many people in the north and few sword cultivators, so when everyone saw the sword behind the young man, they all fell silent.

After all, it was not only Xu Chunhua who could think of those upper realm sword cultivators on the inclined platform.

The only thing that won't be surprising is probably Zhu Congwen, a former student of the Hanging Academy.

The boy asked for a bowl of noodles and a pot of wine, and then sat down by the window.

The noodle shop then returned to normal.

When Zhu Congwen brought the noodles and wine to the young man's table, he couldn't help but look back a few more times.

I don't know why, he always felt as if he had seen such a teenager somewhere.

It's just that not only fourteen-year-olds grow up quickly, but fifteen-year-olds certainly grow up quickly.

If you are an unfamiliar person, you will naturally not be impressed by some faces.

Unless that teenager is Lu Xiaoer.

After all, if you look extraordinarily good-looking, it's easier to stand out.

The boy sitting by the window with an umbrella naturally looked ordinary, not ugly, but not very good-looking.

It's an ordinary person.

Zhu Congwen glanced at it several times, but didn't think of anything, so he didn't continue to look at it, after all, it was actually rude to always stare at others.

If you are a scholar like the prime minister and have seen too much, you can also pretend to be mysterious and say some inexplicable words such as 'interesting' to calm others.

But he is really just an ordinary scholar in the world, and after reading too much, he can't pretend to be mysterious, and he may be beaten.

Zhu Congwen picked up the cloth, wiped the passing tables, and then ran to the back kitchen.

The previous little two were talking about the origin of such a young man.

For northerners, sword cultivation is probably a very rare thing.

So some people guessed that he was from the Human Sword Sect, the same as those on the slanting platform.

Some people also feel that if it is the same, then they must also wait for His Majesty to give an explanation on the stage, instead of coming here to eat a bowl of noodles, so it may be from the Liuyun Sword Sect or the East China Sea Sword Sect.

Zhu Congwen has a different opinion.

He thought the boy was probably lost.

Because Zhu Congwen is not like those little ers, he is from Huaidu.

He's also experienced that feeling of facing the unknown.

Just now, when he looked at the young man, he could really see the blankness in the young man's expression.

Of course, it may also be the reason why this scholar has seen a lot of sword cultivation and is more familiar with what kind of demeanor should appear in them.

It's just that Zhu Congwen didn't participate in those discussions, after all, sword cultivation uses swords to reason.

Talking about others behind your back, if you hear it, you may really get beaten.

After all, at the time of the reign of the noon, Huaidu knew that he couldn't talk about the demon clan.

Now that the relationship between Huaidu and the Sword Sect is tense, it is naturally better to say less.

Zhu Congwen walked through the back kitchen, walked into the backyard, and then sat down under the eaves.

This student from the Hanging Academy is actually still very melancholy and at a loss.

There sat quietly and looked at the sky.

The noodle restaurant is not doing well today, which is a thing that makes Zhu Congwen not very happy.

After all, there is nothing to do, so you can only be in a daze.

Of course, you can also read books, but the last time Zhu Congwen was reading a book there, he was suddenly taken away by someone from the Criminal Department, and there are still some lingering palpitations.

Zhu Congwen sat bored, so he suddenly remembered the girl he met in the rain yesterday.

In fact, it is not the first time Zhu Congwen has met Xu Chunhua.

The girl, who also had some confusion in her eyes at first, passed by such a noodle restaurant many times.

Zhu Congwen didn't know why he remembered such a girl.

Maybe it's just because of a girl wearing a floral dress and holding a small white umbrella, which is indeed easy to remember.

Zhu Congwen thought about it, and found that there were a few more heads in front of him, and it turned out that those little two saw that Zhu Congwen was here alone in a daze, so they came over again.

"You see, his ears are red."

Zhu Congwen subconsciously touched his ears, but his ears were cold, and sometimes he didn't have to look at it, and he knew that there was definitely no red.

The scholar stood up silently, looked up at the high-rise buildings stacked on all sides, and turned around and walked towards the store.

The boy was still eating noodles, but he was almost finished, and there was still some noodle soup left, but it seemed that the boy had no intention of drinking the soup.

Zhu Congwen has always felt that the noodles in this noodle restaurant are delicious, and eating noodles without soup means not eating noodles.

It's just that when I saw that the young man finished picking the last chopstick noodles in the soup and put them in his mouth, he really put down the chopsticks in his hand.

Zhu Congwen was still a little surprised.

How can anyone not like to drink the soup here?

The shopkeeper of this noodle restaurant has always been proud of his soup base.

Although Zhu Congwen was a little strange, he didn't ask, just waited silently on the side, ready to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

The young man by the window didn't seem to have the idea of leaving immediately, and sat there with an umbrella and a sword on his back, looking at the world outside very seriously.

Zhu Congwen guessed that his heart must be full of amazement.

After all, a person like himself from Nanyi City, after seeing Huaidu, will feel that it is like a very rural place.

The young man's expression seemed to have changed.

Zhu Congwen was not surprised.

When the boy came, it was already the end of the reign of the Heavenly Hell.

Now is probably the time when the rule of the Demon Clan has arrived.

So the world changed suddenly.

At such a moment, the world will always feel that the world will be much darker.

But the fact is not, some long streets rise to the world, some long streets sink into the ground, there are many changes in the rise and fall of Huaidu, but for the overall tone of such a capital, there is not much change.

Probably this feeling comes from the rather dignified atmosphere brought about by the rule of the demon clan in the middle of the day - the demon clan is no longer like the world, but is very free with the characteristics of the demon clan, walking through the world, everything is like a demon capital, it is always a little weird.

Zhu Congwen actually prefers the atmosphere of Nanyi City.

Under the same monument, all souls flow together.

No one knows who the person passing by is, it may be a demon, it may be a sword cultivator, or it may be a Huangliang person who cultivates witches and ghosts.

It's just that which one is right, Zhu Congwen doesn't know.

Zhu Congwen suddenly realized that he seemed to have been looking at that young man for too long.

Sure enough, in the roaring and dull sound of human transformation, the young man turned his head to look at himself by the gloomy and bright window—the change in light actually came from the change in the long street of the world, causing the sky light to be cut off or sprinkled unhindered.

It's just that no matter what, a sword cultivator looking at you like this by the window is still very oppressive.

Even if it's a teenager.

Zhu Congwen turned his head silently, then thought about it, turned back again, picked up the cloth on the table, looked at the young man and said seriously: "Has the guest officer eaten well?" ”

The boy didn't say anything, just nodded, then stood up and walked towards the outside of the noodle shop.

Zhu Congwen waited until the boy left, and then walked over to clean up the table, probably a little curious, so he wiped the oil stains on the table while sticking his head out of the window.

The boy stopped at the side of the street, and looked at the long streets of the world that changed in a flash with amazement.

The noodle restaurant that is still at the bottom of the sky in Huaidu has actually risen - if it is Yunchuan, now it is also the middle level of Yunchuan.

When Zhu Congwen was looking there, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two strange-shaped people walking in the long street in the distance.

That's not a human, it's a demon.

The Demon Guard.

The scholar looked at it silently for a while, hesitating whether to remind the young man who had just come to Huaidu to pay attention to the fact that at noon, he could not talk about the affairs of the demon clan.

It's just that Zhu Congwen was still hesitating, and those midnight guards had already walked to the young man's side.

This made the scholar subconsciously hold his breath.

Although he didn't know why he was a little nervous.

Maybe it's the current appearance of that young man, but it's actually very similar to what he looked like when he first entered Huaidu?

The scholar put down the dishes and chopsticks that he had planned to take away, leaned against the window and watched with bated breath, thinking that if the young man accidentally offended those noon guards, he would go out and help him say something good to make a round.

It's just that what the scholar didn't expect was that the two noon guards didn't seem to see a young man with two swords and an umbrella on his back, so they brushed him straight, and then came to this noodle restaurant, stopped by the window, looked at the scholar who was watching there, and said calmly: "Zhu Congwen of the Hanging Academy? ”

Zhu Congwen was stunned for a long time.

What is this like?

When I went out to walk my dog, I heard someone talking about where there was a fire, and it burned to a mess, and I was still listening to melon seeds, and suddenly I found that the fire was my own house.

After being stunned for a long time, this scholar finally came back to his senses, and nodded in the impatient eyes of the two seemingly inhuman guards.

"Yes."

The two didn't say much, but said lightly: "Come with us." ”

Although the scholar was a little dazed, since he had the experience of being suddenly taken away by the Criminal Department last time, he was not so flustered this time, but he was still a little apprehensive, and then called another junior to come over and clean up the table, and he took a deep breath and walked out.

The boy was watching him quietly not far away.

Such a picture is probably very strange.

The young sword cultivator who thought he would provoke the Wuwei stood there in a good manner, but the scholar who was originally going to watch the play was arrested.

Zhu Congwen faced the young man's very calm eyes, and suddenly felt a little panicked for himself, so he hurriedly turned his face, walked in front of the two Wuwei, and asked cautiously, "Where are the two adults taking me?" ”

The two of them did not answer, nor did they take out their shackles, but only glanced at the scholar, and then walked forward.

The little two who were still guessing which girl Zhu Congwen had fallen in love with heard Zhu Congwen's voice, and when they came out of the back kitchen, they saw that the scholar was being taken away by those noon guards.

Several people looked at each other, and then looked not far away, the young man with the sword under the umbrella was still standing there, frowning slightly, quietly looking at the direction where the Wuwei and the scholar left.

Those little two naturally didn't know what was going on outside, so they looked at it for a while and then silently retracted their heads and cleaned up the table there.

After all, it's midday, so it's better to be quiet.

After a long time, a few people looked out the window again.

Pedestrians came and went outside the window as if nothing had happened.

Occasionally, the noon guard walks through the world, and there are many demon figures mixed in the flow of people, just an ordinary day.

The figure of the boy was also gone, and I don't know where he went.

......

Mei Xiyu opened the door of the courtyard and quietly looked at the two guards at the door - these were the old acquaintances of this Qingtian Daoist, the Minotaur and the bench legs.

The two of them tried to squeeze a very amiable smile.

"Routine inspection of the Guardian at Noon."

Mei Xiyu looked at the two of them for a long time, and then silently took out such a booklet from her arms.

The two of them watched pretending to be there.

Mei Xiyu's gaze suddenly crossed the two of them and fell to the long street behind them.

The streets are full of people, but there is a very strange picture.

The two Wu Wu guards were heading in the direction of the Wu Wu Demon Mansion with a certain scholar who looked very frightened.

This Qingtian Daoist narrowed his eyes and looked there for a long time.

The bull-headed bench legs didn't find fault this time, but just returned the booklet to the Taoist.

"Good, nothing is a problem."

Mei Xiyu looked back at the two of them, and saw that the two were struggling to smile.

"I wish you a happy life."

Mei Xiyu looked at it silently for a long time, and then looked at the long street again, and the figure of the scholar was gone.

The bull head and bench legs looked at Mei Xiyu with some suspicion.

"What are real people watching?"

Mei Xiyu was silent for a while, and then said calmly: "It's nothing." ”

The bench leg nodded and said, "It's not easy for Huaidu to be big, so real people still have to be cautious." ”

Mei Xiyu raised an eyebrow.

The bull-headed bench leg had already left here, and continued to go forward, knocking on the courtyard of another house.

"Routine inspection of the Guardian at Noon."

Mei Xiyu watched quietly.

It was as if he was really just doing a routine check.