The moment the young man heard such an extremely calm and inquiring word, he directly held Parrot Island.

However, the Sword of Cold Light was not unsheathed at all, and it was pressed back into its sheath, unable to move.

Nandao turned his head slowly, and at some point there stood a very calm Taoist behind him, and the young man was stunned the moment he saw the Taoist.

Meixi rain.

Qingtian Road Meixi rain.

When they were in Lingnan, Nandao and Qingjiao had seen such a Taoist on the bank of Tingfeng Creek.

Then this Taoist fought with Chen Huaifeng in Lingnan and left the south with a lot of resentment.

It's just that the young man probably didn't think that he would see this Taoist again here.

At the beginning, those rumors in the world, Nandao naturally heard about it.

For example, Qingtian Dao didn't know why, and suddenly took on the charge of destroying the Lame Deer Sword Sect - although in the end, when everyone thought that such a story had been appeased, Zhang Xiaoyu jumped out and officially set off such a chaotic era between the two clans.

It's just that the teenager probably didn't care.

After all, some of those stories take place in the north, and he is a sword cultivator in Lingnan.

The boy stood there stunned.

Mei Xiyu calmly pressed the last inch of the sword behind the young man back completely.

So the boy could not draw his sword again.

Of course, Nandao once fought with Zhang Xiaoyu.

It's just that the gold content of such a battle is probably understood by everyone who understands it.

"The sound of the sword unsheathed is very hard and sharp."

Mei Xiyu withdrew her hand and stood there looking at the young man calmly.

"In the rainy and silent alley, when the sword is unsheathed, everyone will hear it......"

The Taoist paused and said softly.

"You really won't be able to get out of this alley then."

Nandao's hand was on the hilt of the sword, silent for a long time, and then slowly released.

Looking back, the black-robed man had turned around, and was on the hanging street, not knowing what he was looking at.

But no matter what you're looking at, it doesn't look like a teenager or a Taoist looking at this alley.

Nandao turned around and looked at the Taoist standing in the alley in silence.

The Taoist held up an umbrella and stood quietly by the alley wall, looking at the young man for a long time, as if he was thinking about a lot of things.

After a long time, Mei Xiyu said slowly: "Originally, when I heard from Heavenly Prison that such a very suspicious teenager with an umbrella was still very curious, what kind of teenager was this. ”

Nandao frowned, always feeling that this Taoist was very strange.

Mei Xiyu didn't care what the young man was thinking, but just said as if he had just woken up from a dream: "It turns out that I have seen you, in Lingnan, there was also a Donghai sword cultivator in red clothes at that time. ”

Nandao was silent for a long time, and finally spoke his first words.

"Yes."

Mei Xiyu listened to the young man's answer, looked at the young man's very complicated expression, raised her eyebrows and said, "Why do I feel that you look a little guilty?" ”

Just haven't waited for the teenager to answer anything.

The Taoist seemed to remember a lot of things, and looked at the young man quietly.

"Lingnan has never had anything to do with Qingtian Dao. The only thing that has happened in recent years is about that kind of letter sent from the Lingnan Scattered Pavilion....."

When the young man heard this, it was already clear that the Taoist in front of him finally understood many things.

It's just that Mei Xiyu didn't continue, just stood there quietly for a long time.

So you see, sometimes, some letters sent to distant places end up in the hands of the young man himself.

The boy stood there in silence.

He knew that the Taoist in front of him actually decided his own fate.

It's just that the Taoist didn't mention such a thing again, just looked at the young man calmly and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Nandao was silent for a while, and said softly: "I just arrived, and I accidentally walked in." ”

Mei Xiyu smiled softly, turned her head to look out of the alley, and also looked at the high-rise hanging streets.

"I accidentally came over to take a look, the hell blocked all the surrounding streets and alleys, is this also a bypass by accident?"

Nandao gradually calmed down at this time.

"Yes."

"Just like that letter?"

"Yes.... Target. ”

Nandao subconsciously said, paused, but still said it completely, looked up at the Taoist, and there was no emotion on the Taoist's face.

Mei Xiyu turned around and walked towards the alley.

"Actually, my current identity is that of a guilty person."

Mei Xiyu didn't let the boy follow.

Naturally, the teenager could only keep up.

The Taoist walked calmly in the darkening alley.

"Or prisoners."

Nandao was silent for a moment, and then said slowly, "But I didn't see the shackles. ”

Mei Xiyu glanced back at Nandao and asked calmly: "The shackles must be locked on the ankles, and the shackles must be worn around the neck?" ”

Nandao fell silent.

Of course not.

"My shackles are the slabs under my feet, and my shackles are ninety thousand houses."

Mei Xiyu said very calmly.

"It's like the first time you see me, you can't understand it. My shackles were so wide that I had to be driven by some people to run around them, acting as many tools. ”

"For example, now, someone doesn't know what kind of mind he has in mind, and he can't hide well when he commits a crime, but he has to run back to take a look, so someone needs to remind him, don't unsheath your sword, don't show up your people."

Nandao stood there in a daze, not knowing what Mei Xiyu meant.

The rain in Meixi also stopped, and the depths of this alley were very silent, only some dense rain.

It took a long time before Mei Xiyu turned around and looked out of the alley, where the sight was blocked by the alley walls and buildings on both sides, so he could no longer see Liu Qinghe who peeked at the flowers.

Mei Xiyu retracted her gaze and landed on the young man under the umbrella.

"Guess why Liu Qinghe and Liu Prison Master would stand on such a hanging street and watch the rain?"

The boy was silent for a long time, then slowly shook his head.

Mei Xiyu said calmly: "If he stands there, you won't dare to go over." If you don't dare to go over, you won't be exposed. ”

So the reason is simple.

It's just to discourage a teenager.

Nandao's eyes widened suddenly.

Therefore, the arrival of such a young man is naturally impossible to hide from such a heavenly hell master, and at that glance, he is indeed looking at such an alley.

The sound of Mei Xiyu still fell very calmly in the alley, falling like rain at the young man's feet.

"Have you seen Lord Shizhong?"

Nandao was silent for a moment, and then asked softly, "No." ”

Mei Xiyu looked at this young man for a long time.

After a long silence, Nandao spoke words as sincere as a certain scholar.

"Shangshu-sama didn't kill me."

Mei Xiyu said calmly: "Of course I know that you didn't kill it." Although all the clues point to you, there are just some clues, too deliberate. ”

Nandao frowned and said, "What is it?" ”

Mei Xiyu said softly: "The sword intent in the alley." ”

Nandao was stunned.

This Taoist said slowly: "A young man who can defeat the sword cultivation of the Five Realms with the Snow Realm, if he faces a mortal soldier who is dying, defenseless and unguarded, he still needs to use the sword intent......."

Mei Xiyu said something very similar to Liu Qinghe's sentence.

"Presumably, such a sword cultivator is indeed muddy and can't support the wall."

Today's sword cultivation still adheres to the concept that the sword in his hand cannot be separated for a long time.

No matter how prosperous the Dao of Sword Intent is, after all, any cultivation of Sword Intent and attainment in the sword in his hand are not bad.

If the young man really wanted to kill, he would probably draw his sword very neatly and neatly, stabbing into the heart of another young man with great smoothness and precision, and then using his sword intent to destroy the divine sea in the body of that young man's sword cultivator.

The boy stood in the alley for a long time, saying nothing.

Mei Xiyu looked at the young man with some curiosity and suddenly asked, "Why didn't you draw your sword and kill people in the end?" ”

Such a question may not be sudden.

The origin of all the flaws in this story lies in the fact that the young man in front of him did not draw his sword.

So someone had to choose another way and kill the soldier Shangshu.

Nandao was silent for a long time, and said softly, "I asked him a question. ”

Mei Xiyu looked at the boy quietly.

"What's the problem?"

"When Nanyicheng and Lingnan are facing many difficulties, why did Huaidu choose such a way to deal with it?"

Mei Xiyu was not surprised.

It's as if a teenager should have asked such a question.

"The old man looked at me for a long time, and perhaps guessed where I came from and what I came from, and then calmly told me that this was not something that the military department could decide."

Mei Xiyu raised her eyebrows and said, "You believe it?" ”

Nandao stood under the umbrella and said lightly: "Of course I won't believe it, but some things are really weird." ”

The boy squinted his eyes and looked up at the world that was fading in the distance.

"When I was thinking about who I should go to, someone was talking about the military department not far away, and when I was thinking about where the military department secretary would be, some people were talking about the location of such an old man."

So the boy probably didn't go to any very special places, but everywhere he went, it was as if someone was pointing out the direction.

If there had not been a story of the death of rats and rats on the Nanyi River in the boy's life, the boy might have really said nothing and pulled out his sword in the alley.

It's just that some stories, just like Mei Xiyu didn't know before she walked into this alley, are also unfamiliar to the world.

They don't know how long the boy regretted his original letter.

Just like what Chen Huaifeng said to the teenager in Lingnan - the cultivation world is different from the world. If there is a grudge in the world, it is nothing more than to pick up a knife and go a few streets, and if it is too far, it will calm down and give up halfway. But the cultivation world is different, we are going too fast, from Nanyi City to Guanwai, if people like us are really in a hurry and ignite the Divine Sea, it may not take a day. Suddenly, many feuds did not have time to calm down, and they became the source of human turmoil.

So the boy has the freedom of anger.

There is also a calm freedom.

Sharpen your sword before killing, not just to make it sharper. It's more to think about a lot of things.

Freedom with restraint is true freedom.

So the boy in the alley was thinking very seriously.

The old man calmly told him that if he didn't believe him, he could go to the military department to take a look, where there were all the objections of the army that had been rejected by the Lord of the Servants from the beginning of the year 1003 to the period of the Southern Rebellion.

The boy was still hesitant.

After all, no matter how old the military department is, this is in Huaidu after all.

These stories may only have one chance.

Just looking at the old soldier who was standing in the alley very calmly, the young man still didn't pull out his sword in the end.

The South Island is very calm to tell such a story.

"I went back to that alley, and I looked at the world seriously, looking at my sword, thinking about many things."

"It's just that I haven't had time to go to the military department to take a look, and the old man I saw yesterday is dead."

The boy pulled a token out of his arms.

Mei Xiyu watched quietly.

It was the waist card of the military department.

"So I'm glad I wasn't carried away by anger."

Nandao looked at the token silently.

"But I also regret it, regretting that I left too soon."

The boy fell silent.

Mei Xiyu also probably understood some of the young man's thoughts.

Such a military department Shangshu has lived in some undercurrents of Huaidu for so long, but he was broken into by his own recklessness, which brought some flaws.

So he died in the alley.

Teenagers will have some guilt after all.

Just like the boy looked at him at the beginning.

Mei Xiyu watched quietly for a long time, then calmly turned around and continued to walk towards the depths of the alley.

The two walked quietly on the alleyway where the rain had gradually thinned, and neither of them said anything more.

Mei Xiyu took the boy quietly through many streets and alleys at the bottom of Huaidu, and when the night fell, he stopped at a very quiet short street.

This Taoist stood there for a long time, and then said softly, "It was the people from the Heavenly Hell who killed the military department Shangshu. ”

Nandao frowned and looked at this Taoist.

I don't know why he would say such a sentence, and I don't know why he came to such a conclusion.

Mei Xiyu said calmly: "When the Heavenly Prison evolved from the Demon Suppression Division, the swords cultivated by some of those Heavenly Prison Officials were professors from His Majesty. ”

"Your Majesty is an extremely orthodox sword cultivator of the Human Sword Sect, and the Human Sword Sect a thousand years ago is still a sword sharpening sword technique."

This is naturally something that the South Island also knows.

However, the young man under the umbrella did not say anything, frowning and silent.

He just suddenly remembered that when he was in the East China Sea, the Heavenly Hell Sword Cultivator he once thought was from the West Gate.

Mei Xiyu was still looking at the long street and said slowly.

"Heavenly hell is naturally not monolithic, even if there is an extremely strict self-inspection system in such a place. It's just that as long as you are human, you have the possibility of walking on different rivers. ”

The South Island understood a lot about it.

"The other river, what you call the Servants?"

Mei Xiyu said calmly: "Yes." ”

The young man suddenly understood why such a heavenly hell lord would stand on such a hanging street for a long time without concealment.

"Prison Master Liu told me that there are many things that we all know, but there is no evidence, and the only evidence in such a story is that you appeared near this street around the time of Lord Shangshu's death."

This is a young man who walks with a sword and an umbrella in the twilight, but it is easy to impress the world.

Mei Xiyu turned her head and looked at Nandao quietly.

Therefore, the boy cannot draw his sword or show his head.

As long as it has not been seen by the world by some people from the Siwu Demon Mansion, the Heavenly Hell has a reason to drag this matter on for a long time, until someone loses patience and jumps out on his own.

Just like in a restaurant somewhere south of Huaidu.

The question asked by the heavenly jailer was the same as that of Xu Chunhua.

Would you say no?

Will say no, then deny everything.

So the clue about the teenager drawn by Xu Chunhua can stay for a long time on the problem that Xu Chunhua can't be found in Hell.

Although this Taoist from Qingtian Dao was unwilling, he was also standing at the end of the short street very sincerely at this time, looking ahead and pointing out the way to the young man very seriously.

"Go out, go into the night, find a place to settle down, don't hang out."

Mei Xiyu said very seriously.

Even the young man in front of him is the culprit who caused him to have to wear shackles and shackles in Huaidu.

It's just that it's probably just like the meaning that Mei Xiyu saw some people when she was eating that bowl of Yangchun noodles - Qingtian Dao is indeed extremely closely related to Heavenly Hell.

Although such a Taoist who hid in the river outside the town at the foot of the mountain and cultivated at the beginning, he could not understand the origin of many connections.

Nandao looked at the Taoist in front of him for a long time, and it was not until a long time later that the young man stood in the night and asked softly, "What can you do if you drag this story down?" ”

This newcomer, or most people in the world, can't understand the meaning of Huaidu's long-term stagnation.

That means that Heavenly Hell has full control over the rule of Huaidu, so that the Siwu Demon Mansion is completely separated from these stories.

Of course, this is a very bad thing for a certain Lord of the Demon Mansion in the middle of the day.

Of course, the worse thing is.

"Your Majesty will soon return to Huaidu."

Mei Xiyu said calmly.

Kamigawa returned to Huaidu, and everything could only be clouds in the blue sky and water in bottles.

Although Nandao didn't understand many things here, he didn't continue to ask, and walked slowly out of the short street with an umbrella.

The Taoist looked at the young man's back there, but suddenly remembered something and stopped him.

"That's right."

Nandao turned around in the night, and saw that the Taoist said very calmly: "What Master Li said is not wrong. ”

"What?"

Mei Xiyu said slowly: "It is indeed Lord Shizhong who rejected all the resolutions of the Ministry of War on the war in the south. ”

Nandao stood there silent for a long time with an umbrella, took a deep breath, and said softly, "Thank you." ”

The boy turned away without looking back.

Sometimes, in some places, something that everyone knows is the answer to a question that many people are puzzled and searching for.