When Xu Chunhua returned to the alley, she didn't see the existence of such a teenager.

This left the small town girl not knowing whether to breathe a sigh of relief or a sigh of relief.

Breathe a sigh of relief, naturally because there is no need to have that sudden scare.

As for breathing a sigh of relief.

Xu Chunhua thought about the young man who sharpened his sword all night last night, and her heart was naturally full of doubts and apprehensions.

She later remembered that Chen He's book had actually written many times that teenagers would always habitually sharpen their swords before going to kill.

It's just that in the true story, the boy didn't sharpen his sword a few times.

Although the young man's wearing flowers at that time was very embarrassing, he ended up with a broken leg by a Qingtian Daoist.

It's just that maybe the matter of grinding swords under the moon in the lake at the beginning left a deep impression on Chen He.

Sharpening his sword under the moon and leaving with a conscience, such a plot is very common in the story he wrote when he had nothing to do.

So the real boy in the book who came out of Chen He's story also borrowed the yard and the grinding stone to sharpen his sword there.

Xu Chunhua thought very curiously.

What the hell is that a teenager going to do?

When Xu Chunhua walked to the gate of the courtyard, she thought about it again, and did not open the door to enter, but walked through the alley, poked her head out in the twilight at the other end, and looked around.

It's just that there is probably no trace of the boy again.

Xu Chunhua didn't know why she suddenly seemed to care about this young man's appearance.

Maybe it's because of Chen He.

The small-town girl thought about the young man who always carried a biography with him.

The teenager in the book really exists.

So the story about the autumn water of the Sword Cliff that I saw at the beginning may also be true?

The town girl stood there thinking about a lot of things, and then quietly returned to the alley in the twilight.

......

His Majesty is not in Huaidu, and the affairs of the court are naturally still going on as usual.

It has been almost a year since the servant in the door served as the agent of the court and the government and stood on the side of the hall to discuss various matters.

At the beginning, the water in the bottle rejected Mei Xiyu's words, which is naturally true.

There is chaos in the world, even if Huaidu is still peaceful, it is naturally impossible for them to appear down.

After all, Menxia Province is not a heavenly prison or a heavenly engineering department, Liu Qinghe and Song Yingxin can cook pear blossom tea eggs in the heavenly prison in their spare time, but they can't.

Even if everyone thinks that there is something wrong with the current servant, it's just that the chaos outside the world is still confusing, so naturally Huaidu can't let Huaidu also fall into chaos.

It's all going according to plan.

The eldest Li Chenghe left the palace and walked slowly on the road.

After all, he is a member of the military department, although Li Chenghe is very old, but he does not look very old, from the beginning of the Qingtian Road, it can be seen that he went there to ask for some explanations to the world.

There was some coughing from ahead.

The sound came from the hanging street ahead.

Probably a little too deliberate.

So Li Chenghe raised his head.

On the hanging streets divided by the high-rise buildings of Huaidu, the official Shangshu Yuanyue, who was not too young, but not too old, was waiting for him there.

For the world, the name Yuan Yue is a bit strange, and it sounds a bit like the name of the demon clan.

It's just that the fifty-three-year-old official is indeed a serious person in the world, and I heard that he also has a younger brother who is not successful, called Yuan.

Probably from a random name.

Li Chenghe saw Yuan Yue, who walked to the front at some point and was still waiting for him there, but he was not too surprised, but walked up from the street building on the side silently.

The two walked slowly in the twilight.

Huaidu in May is not very hot, and at dusk, when the wind blowing through the sunken pavilion above slowly falls, it is still a little comfortable and pleasant.

Yuan Yue sighed, not knowing if it was too comfortable, or if it was indeed a little sad.

"Do you have any thoughts on the matter of the 1003 year college entrance examination students mentioned by Lord Shizhong today?"

Li Chenghe walked smoothly and said slowly: "Of course, there are many ideas, but this kind of thing has always been the business of the Ministry of Rites, whether I have an idea or not, it naturally doesn't matter, whether Lord Yuan has an idea or not, is the most important thing." ”

Yuan Yue said calmly: "Of course I don't have any ideas. ”

If this official secretary really had any ideas, those students from last year would not have been delayed in Huaidu.

The world has always thought that these things, like those decisions of the military department, are pressed down by the water in the bottle of the servant.

Some things are naturally yes.

It's just that this matter is indeed Yuan Yue has no idea.

The official scholar who was born in another academy in Huaidu instead of the Hanging Xue Academy looked up at the twilight sky mixed with clouds.

"Even today, the undercurrent of the world has not really surfaced." Yuan Yue said lightly, "I don't want to think of the decisions of the Ministry of Great Wind Calendar in the year 1,000 years when people suddenly find out that the seeds left in the stories brought by those cultivators have become the existence that stirs up the storms in the world. ”

Maybe the sooner the original was gone.

It's just that the current situation in the world is unsolved, which still makes this adult a little jealous.

Li Chenghe sighed softly and said, "Yes." ”

In just one year, the world has become what it is now, which is naturally an extremely serious matter.

The two stopped on the hanging street and looked down at the crowded Huaidu.

"I heard that Lord Shizhong only met a scholar from the Hanging Academy yesterday, and today he mentioned the matter of the student's entry into the office, which of course has a big problem."

Yuan Yue said slowly, frowning deeply.

Even if the water in the bottle is a bright brand, but the fog in Huaidu still makes them unable to see many things clearly.

The cultivation world, the demon clan, the world, and many beings are entangled in such a capital, and many things are naturally difficult to say in one sentence.

What's more, now that the Human Sword Sect has come to Huaidu to intervene, and Shenhe is not in Huaidu, it is naturally difficult to do it.

Li Chenghe was silent for a moment and said, "What's the name of that scholar?" ”

"Zhu Congwen."

Li Chenghe had never heard of such a name, so he naturally had no clue, so he didn't say anything more.

After a long time, Li Chenghe said softly: "Look at the heavenly hell." ”

Yuan Yue turned his head and looked at Li Chenghe for a long time, and then said slowly: "You can also use the military department." ”

As the existence closest to His Majesty in the court today, the servants in the door naturally have the right to reject the resolution.

It's just that the Ministry of War naturally has the strength not to accept the rejection.

All truths must be said in the rules, which is the truth.

Li Chenghe was silent, then sighed, looked up at the sky of the night, and said softly: "Huangliang accompanied the change of emperor, and the bloody battle between the Hanging Courtyard of the Fake Capital Palace and the Witch and Ghost Dao naturally knew about it. It's just that making things go so far is not a good thing for Your Majesty. ”

Therefore, even though he knew that there was a problem with the water in the bottle, Li Chenghe, who was also a senior secretary of the military department, still endured it silently.

Yuan Yue sighed softly and continued to walk forward.

"That's true."

If the military department really did that, the bad impact would be far greater than the water in the bottle and the clouds and rain in Huaidu.

The world will not think about such an overstepping matter, but will only speculate whether His Majesty is dying and can no longer control the world.

"So it is probably indeed best for Heavenly Hell and Qingtian Dao to intervene."

Li Chenghe said softly.

The predecessor of Heavenly Hell was the Ghost Division of Huai'an Town, which directly belonged to the henchmen of Emperor Huai'an.

And the military department is not.

The military department is a part of the power structure of the human court.

Such a link cannot be separated from it and walk alone.

But hell can.

As for Qingtian Dao, such a former leader of the Dao Sect naturally has a far-reaching impact on the entire north.

The cultivation world is alienated and harmonious with the world, and naturally there will not be too much discussion in the world.

The two of them walked quietly, and the twilight that was divided by the high-rise hanging street was already extremely thick

There is a light moon on the horizon.

Yuan Yue squinted his eyes, looking at the sloping platform that was so far away that it was almost in the twilight air.

Li Chenghe also looked there.

People in the world may think that it is an extremely embarrassing thing for the many sword cultivators of the Human Sword Sect to stay on the slanted platform.

It seems that you can't go in, and you can't go back.

It's just that Li Chenghe and they are very clear.

The dilemma is Huaidu.

Those Upper Realm Sword Cultivators who have sunk themselves in the human world for a long time, and most of them have forgotten their names, even if they are simply sitting there.

Huaidu can only be treated as cautiously as possible.

In other words, when those Upper Realm Sword Cultivators appeared in Huaidu, such a capital city was already in danger.

The reason is simple.

The battlefield is Huaidu.

No matter how much Huaidu has the strength to suppress half of the cultivation world, this is Huaidu after all.

The capital of the world.

The Land of the Emperor's Habitat.

The whole world is within the range of the bow of Dayi, but Huai is not there.

It is impossible for the bow of Dayi to fall to Huaidu.

So at the beginning of the autumn water, Cong Blade only used a very simple sentence to make Kamigawa stop taking the sword.

A sword slashed Nanyi, and a sword fell to Huaidu.

Although the white-clothed sword cultivator finally broke his promise and did not do so.

It's just obvious that if the cultivation world really doesn't care about it, Huai can overwhelm half of the cultivation world, which is probably the most ridiculous joke in the Gale Dynasty.

What really overwhelms the cultivation world is the worship of the young and Kamigawa that has been handed down from the time of Hangukan.

"Your Majesty......"

Yuan Yue said softly, as if he was extremely hesitant, looking over there for a long time.

It took a long time before he took a deep breath and said as if he was puzzled: "What is Your Majesty for, why did you break with the Human Sword Sect?" Even the Hanging Courtyard was forced to reverse? ”

The Human Sword Sect is naturally an extremely tricky existence in Huai'an, and the same is true of the Hanging Courtyard.

Although the purpose of such a academy originated from the Huangliang folk style is to use the world of culture, it has also implemented this concept for thousands of years.

It's just that whether it is the rebellion in the south, or the killing of witches and ghosts in the fake capital, they all prove to the world the strength of such a academy that teaches everything.

Li Chenghe was silent, it was naturally impossible for him to know such a thing.

Maybe you won't even know if the water is in a bottle.

Probably in the entire Huaidu, the only one who can guess is the Heavenly Prison Master Liu Qinghe, who looks at the white flowers with a gentle smile all day long.

Look at the whitest flowers, be the gentlest people, but set the most cruel rules of the wrong killing quota in the world.

The only golden-patterned black-robed man who could hold a bow of the Great Yi in his own name, it was difficult for the world to see what kind of person this was.

Li Chenghe was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "I don't know, anyway, Heavenly Hell is watching, we can have less pressure." ”

It's just that this military department Shangshu didn't know that Liu Qinghe was eating tea eggs with Song Yingxin, saying that the world would watch it together anyway.

There are probably some jokes similar to some of the Huangliang Hanging Courtyard, which will only be graded in Huangliang, and has always had a very strange tradition. The gentleman of the lower-level Hanging Yuan will say, this knowledge is not in a hurry, and when you are promoted to the higher-level Hanging Academy, you will be taught. When we get to the higher level of the Hanging Courtyard, the gentlemen will say that you should have already learned this, so we won't talk about it.

The two stood there for a long time.

There seemed to be a sword cultivator on the slanted platform who noticed the sight of the two from a distance, and looked at it in those sword intents.

Yuan Yue quietly stared at the distant sight.

The sword cultivator who came to see it was named Shan Zhaoshui.

The two are about the same age.

It's just that the distance between them is not about three years apart, nor is it separated by the long Huaidu twilight street.

It is the distance between the human world and the cultivation world.

It's just that whether it is a person in the world or a cultivator, the common denominator is always that they are all beings born of this land.

So there was no spark in the sight of the two, and there would be no spark.

As a six-fold sword cultivator, Shanzhaoshui belongs to an extremely high existence in the entire cultivation world, so he can naturally see clearly the official book on such a hanging street.

But Yuan Yue couldn't, he just faintly felt that someone was watching him in those clouds and twilight slanting platforms.

So the sights that seemed to meet, but were actually far away, were taken back and fell elsewhere in the world.

The world will be night.

The chatter between the official department and the military department secretary also slowly stopped.

With their own worries about the world, the two walked down the hanging street and went their separate ways.

Li Chenghe was still walking slowly in the long street of the world, so when he passed through an alley leading to his mansion, the old man stopped.

There was a very black umbrella in the alley, and there was an expressionless boy with a sword under the umbrella.

......

The alley is certainly a great place to be.

It's not as lively as the Long Street, and it doesn't have as many defenses as mansions.

It can be very simple and effortless, and it can be used to deal with many episodes.

Chen He has always liked such places.

It may be that when a young man was wandering in some places, he would always come across some of these alleys, and there were lanterns hanging at the entrance of the alleys, and the orange lights could not shine into them, so those dark alleys gave rise to many strange reveries.

So when I was giving advice to the teenager, I always imagined all kinds of pictures.

For example, riding on the wall and watching the sunset drink, saying that you are finally here.

When Xu Chunhua sometimes walks through such an alley, she will think of many plots from the story written by Chen He.

For example, in a dark alley, suddenly someone carried a lantern with a sword, hung the lantern on the treetops, and then stabbed the person with a sword.

Of course, this is easy to make the small town girl feel a lot of fear.

So when she first saw the young man with an umbrella and a sword in the alley, Xu Chunhua was so flustered.

It's just that after sitting in the yard facing the stove for a long time today, this small town girl is always a little uneasy.

Always look out of the wall, or listen with your ears pricked up to see if there will be footsteps.

It's a pity that the alley in the night is very quiet, and occasionally some figures pass by, and the footsteps brought by are also slow and dull, not at all like the footsteps of a teenager.

Even if she has seen that young man with her own eyes, Xu Chunhua's 'stereotyped' impression of Nandao is still the appearance of piercing the clouds with a negative sword and killing Chen Yunxi with a sword.

It's just that the person who can kill Chen Yunxi with a sword, how should he walk?

This probably touched Xu Chunhua's knowledge blind spot.

Meixi rain is the cultivation of the avenue with a very high realm in the world.

It's just that such a Taoist was often walking or sitting quietly by the stream outside Qingtian Dao Town, and he couldn't let Xu Chunhua have any concept of cultivators.

Xu Chunhua came back to her senses and found that she always seemed to like to think crankily lately.

The girl from the town sighed, thought about it, and decided to go to the alley to have a look, so she stood up, took an oil lamp, walked through the courtyard, walked to the courtyard gate, groped her way to open the door, and then looked out.

It was only Xu Chunhua who poked her head out and was stunned.

It turned out that the young man was actually in the alley, holding an umbrella, standing very quietly at the mouth of the alley and looking at the long street outside the alley.

It's as if nothing has happened.

It was exactly the same as the picture Xu Chunhua saw the night before.

The only difference is that the boy has a sword behind him and a sword in his other hand.

The blade was slightly unsheathed, emitting a cold glow in the night.

Xu Chunhua looked at the sword in the young man's hand very carefully, but maybe it was too far away, and the small town girl didn't see any bloodstains on it.

So maybe sharpening the sword under the moon and killing people with a conscience is actually just Chen He's nonsense?

Xu Chunhua thought so.

The young man seemed to notice that the woman in the small courtyard had come out, shook the sword in his hand, shook the sword back into the sheath, and the sword came out three inches, which was about the same time that the young man had seen the sword there silently.

Xu Chunhua stood at the gate of the courtyard with an oil lamp, looked at the young man who turned around with his sword, looked at him quietly, thought about it, and asked, "Where did you go today?" ”

The young man looked at her quietly for a while, and said in a very calm voice: "I've been hanging out in Huaidu for a long time. ”

Xu Chunhua let out an 'oh'.

When the wind blew through those long streets in the middle of the night, it also brought some coldness.

The small town girl looked at the young man who was standing silently at the mouth of the alley, hesitated a little, and said, "Come in and rest." ”

The courtyard is Chen He's courtyard.

The boy is a friend of Chen He.

Maybe it's because I've known each other for a long time in books.

For such a teenager, the wariness of this small town girl has slowly disappeared.

The boy stood there in silence for a moment, then walked over with his sword in his hand.

Naturally, there is nowhere for teenagers under the umbrella.

It seems that I can't go anywhere, even the original Nanke Town.

So I can go anywhere.