Nandao walked quietly in the night with an umbrella, but on a hanging street, he unexpectedly met the woman named Xu Chunhua.

The rain has almost stopped.

The little girl was holding the little white umbrella and was looking around, as if looking for something.

Nandao stopped there quietly, waiting for Xu Chunhua to come this way.

It's just that even so, it still took a long time for the woman to finally see the young man standing at the end of the hanging street.

When Xu Chunhua saw the young man standing there unharmed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the vast sea of people, it is naturally difficult for the world to find some people who have been lost.

So the boy actually couldn't understand why Xu Chunhua came to him.

"Where did you go today?"

Before the boy's question could be asked, the small town girl asked with some concern.

Nandao was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "I have to go and see." ”

Xu Chunhua looked at the young man standing under the umbrella very calmly, and she didn't know what to say for a while, but when she caught a glimpse of some black robes walking in the crowd of people on the long street in the distance, the woman was still nervous, looked at the young man and said, "Let's go back first." ”

The young man looked at the woman silently for a long time, and then said softly, "Okay." ”

The two of them made their way through the alley where the drizzle had stopped, and returned to the alley.

It wasn't until she walked into such an old alley that Xu Chunhua finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Actually, the people from hell came to me today."

Xu Chunhua put away the umbrella and walked slowly in front.

Nandao didn't speak, just silently lowered his head there, not knowing what he was thinking.

"But they're acting very weird."

Xu Chunhua whispered about the things that she couldn't understand today.

He turned back to look at the sixteen-year-old boy behind him.

"You really didn't kill that Shangshu-sama?"

Nandao only then replied and nodded.

Xu Chunhua breathed a sigh of relief.

Some decisions, even if they are not made, will still be stuck in their hearts.

When the heavenly jailer stood in the restaurant in a black robe, Xu Chunhua actually thought a lot, such as telling them about the young man?

It's just that the story obviously didn't make the small town girl make some choices.

Chen He should like this boy very much.

Xu Chunhua held the umbrella behind her back, tilted her head to look at the night, and walked slowly in the alley, also thinking slowly.

Otherwise, how could there be a story about this teenager's adventures?

This is probably the origin of many of Xu Chunhua's decisions.

"I may need to stay here for a few days."

The young man, who had been silent behind him, suddenly said something like this at this time.

Xu Chunhua turned around and found that the young man had stopped, so she stood there, raised her head and looked at herself very seriously, as if she was asking for many opinions.

Xu Chunhua thought about it and asked with some curiosity, "Why?" ”

Nandao thought for a long time before he whispered: "Although I didn't kill people, many people have seen me, so I have to avoid these rumors." ”

Xu Chunhua turned her head and continued to walk towards the courtyard in the alley.

"It doesn't matter, this courtyard was originally left by Chen He."

The small-town girl said, hesitating.

Her idea was naturally for the teenager to leave Huaidu.

It's just obvious that the boy will not leave Huaidu.

Otherwise, there would not be such a thing as going to find such a scholar today.

The story of Lingnan and Huaidu, the story of Lingnan and the Sword Sect of the world, are all in such a capital, and the young man will naturally not leave.

Xu Chunhua stopped in the alley for a long time, and then said softly: "But maybe the people from Heavenly Hell will find it." ”

Nan Dao said calmly: "The people from Heavenly Hell will not come here. ”

Xu Chunhua looked back at Nandao puzzled: "Why?" ”

Nandao quietly looked at the lights at the end of the alley that had been washed clean by the rain.

"Because they are the people of hell who want me to hide."

Xu Chunhua stood there in a daze, and at this moment the girl from this small town seemed to understand why the person from heaven and hell behaved so strangely today.

It's just that such a strong takeover of the heavenly prison in Huaidu, what is it going to do?

Xu Chunhua hesitated a little, but finally didn't ask.

Sometimes if you ask too many questions, you will inevitably get involved in yourself.

Just like when she was in the town under Qingtian Dao, she asked Chen He a lot of things.

The two returned to the courtyard.

Xu Chunhua wanted to clean up Chen He's room again.

It's just that the teenager refused.

Nandao naturally slept in Chen He's room.

At the beginning of the Hanging Courtyard, because Hang Yue took her little sister to play cards in the library all night, the young man was unbearable, and he was very sad to sleep with Nandao.

It's just that in fact, the South Island at that time rarely slept there.

Sleeping with an umbrella is naturally very distressing.

Therefore, when the young man enters the Tao, he often just sits on the listening platform.

It's like the boy is just sitting in the yard now.

He sat on the steps with his sword crossed at his knees.

Xu Chunhua originally wanted to get a small bench for Nandao.

It's just that it's probably sitting on a small bench, and it's not like practicing but fishing.

When Nandao thought of fishing, he thought of the woman in white on the cliff of Qingtan in the bamboo forest.

Xie Chunxue.

There was no sign of her on the sloping platform.

Maybe such a fisherman doesn't know where to fish again.

Xu Chunhua looked at the young man from the side, she didn't know what the young man was thinking, but the young man didn't seem to be practicing, but in a daze.

Naturally, the reason for thinking is that you don't want to think about the moment.

It took a long time for Nandao to come back to his senses, but it seemed that it was a little difficult for today's teenagers to enter the state of concentrating on cultivation.

In fact, there is not much left of the white flowers in the sea of young gods.

This also means that the realm of enlightenment of a teenager is about to come to an end.

The young man should have been very enthusiastic about practicing, stepping into the last realm of enlightenment to seek plums.

It's just that the young man's mind is a little scattered.

Xu Chunhua probably also saw that a young man with a sword on his knees but a dazzled look was naturally not practicing.

"You look like you're ....."

What are some of them?

Xu Chunhua didn't know either.

Nandao let out a long breath and raised his hand to press it on the parrot island on his lap.

"Yes, I'm a little confused."

Xu Chunhua looked at the young man, thought for a while, and asked, "What happened before I found you?" ”

Naturally, nothing major happened, Nandao just talked to a certain scholar in a noodle restaurant and ate a bowl of noodles.

Nandao shook his head, not meaning to say anything.

It's just that the young man also figured out something at this time - his emotions today are too intense.

Although at that time, Nandao was calm when he said many things.

It's just that the overly calm tone just shows that some of the scholar's words pierce the boy.

Or maybe it's not a word, it's just a look.

The boy didn't say anything.

It's just that after a long silence, I looked at the wet courtyard in the courtyard and asked a very abrupt question.

"Do you think I look like a good person?"

Xu Chunhua looked at the young man silently.

I thought to myself that I had only seen you in Chen He's book, but I didn't know you walking in the world, how could I know?

The small town girl shook her head very sincerely.

"I don't know."

......

After the boy left, Liu Qinghe also left the long street.

This tall man in a gold-patterned black robe, holding an umbrella, walked quietly in the streets and alleys of Huaidu, and then passed through a downward sloping alley and walked into the bottom of Huaidu.

Above Huaidu is a long street, and the same is true below Huaidu.

It's just that probably with some decisions of Liu Qinghe, those streets and alleys that should have risen to the world at certain moments need to stay under this stone dome for a long time, watching those hanging lights as the sun.

It was raining above the dome, and so was it under the dome, and after the rain had washed over the upper stone slabs, it slowly seeped into the bottom and turned into another rain that fell down on the earth below.

Up and down the River Styx, all on earth.

These were the words of Huaidu back then.

So up and down the long street, naturally there is also the world.

The death of the military department Shangshu also spread to the streets and alleys under this Huaidu.

The world below is probably more tranquil than the world above.

Maybe it's just a long-standing habit of being quiet under the stone wall.

It was already night, and naturally not many people stayed on the rain-dripping streets anymore.

Liu Qinghe calmly passed through those streets and alleys, and continued to the north, until he came to a long street that seemed to break suddenly.

It wasn't until he reached the end of the broken street that Liu Qinghe stopped.

Naturally, the long street was not cut off, nor was it truncated.

It's just that when such a long street rises up, it is the place where it connects to the palace gate.

So when it settled, it was as if it were broken.

The broken street continued to move forward, and there was a large valley like an abyss, but in those glooms, there was a faint light that was obscured by the dripping mist.

There is an extremely important department in Huaidu, where the Tiangong Division is located above the Ministry of Industry.

The bow of Dayi, which shocked the world, was born in such a place.

Liu Qinghe stopped there for a while, but the world under this stone dome slowly sounded some extremely dull sounds.

Then, there were countless iron cables that suddenly rose and tightened, pulling a staircase leading to the bottom and rising layer by layer.

Of course, the Liuqing River could fall directly into the valley deep in the rain and mist.

It's just that after all, there are some things that have to be in order.

Therefore, the Heavenly Prison Master calmly stepped on the steps that had risen up and headed down.

......

The place where Song Yingxin was located was on a stone platform on the upper floor of the Tiangong Division, which seemed to be just a valley, but continued to spread towards the depths of the earth.

There are many offices of the Tiangong Division, which are very crowded, and the lanes between the divisions and offices are extremely narrow.

When Liu Qinghe walked through the eaves of those dripping rains and walked into such a courtyard, Song Yingxin, who was carrying a mirror in front of the desk and was busy measuring many things, looked up at Liu Qinghe, continued to lower his head, and said, "Don't worry, the Tiangong Division is already trying its best to reset Huaidu." ”

Liu Qinghe smiled, leaned against the door and looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "Actually, I just came to tell you that the Tiangong Division should not be in a hurry. ”

Song Yingxin raised his head, took off the lens that could be seen in front of him, looked up at Liu Qinghe and said puzzledly, "What do you mean?" ”

Liu Qinghe turned to look at this very prosperous division, in fact, the largest division in Huaidu is not the Heavenly Hell or other places, but the Heavenly Engineering Division, even Liu Qinghe doesn't know how much distance such a division has spread under this land.

At the beginning, the Tiangong Division chose to build underground in order to prevent disputes in the cultivation world and destroy many achievements in the world, but probably the world would not have thought that the Tiangong Division would develop so rapidly in the millennium.

It is naturally different to see such a place at the bottom of the valley than to stand on that broken street and see it through a lot of fog.

If it is said that Huai Du is a prosperous fire burning in the world.

Then the Tiangong Division is the source that supports such an amazing burning fire.

Countless priests and offices spread out with lights under the earth.

Self is another kind of prosperity.

The avenue is out of the letter valley, and the prosperity is out of heaven.

Liu Qinghe looked at it with a sigh for a long time, and then said softly: "After you left, something happened above, so the Tiangong Division may have to stop." ”

Song Yingxin frowned and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Li Chenghe is dead."

Liu Qinghe said slowly.

Song Yingxin looked at Liu Qinghe in surprise, this master of the Tiangong Division, who lived under the Huaidu all the year round, and even had very little contact with the underground Huaidu, naturally sometimes missed many things in the world.

Although Song Yingxin sometimes buries himself too much in the ground, he also remembers that although this military secretary is old, he doesn't look like he will die suddenly.

It's just that when I wanted to ask for an understanding, I remembered what Liu Qinghe said that day - it depends on what the waiter thinks.

"Is it made of water in a bottle?"

Liu Qinghe said calmly: "Yes. ”

This willow white ape, who has always liked to smile slightly, did not laugh at this time, but just sighed softly.

"But I didn't expect him to be in such a hurry."

Song Yingxin was silent.

It took a long time before he said, "What does water do in a bottle?" ”

Liu Qinghe glanced back at Song Yingxin, thought for a while, and said, "Do you think I look like Yaoji?" ”

Song Yingxin asked puzzledly, "What do you mean?" ”

Liu Qinghe chuckled.

"I'm not a god or ghost in the world, how do I know so much?"

“......”

Liu Qinghe continued: "So the Tiangong Division needs to pause for a while, so let Huaidu stop." ”

Heavenly Hell wants to take over Huaidu and force the Siwu Demon Mansion to escape, and it always needs a suitable reason.

Song Yingxin also understood, looked at Liu Qinghe and said, "Heavenly Hell is planning to force the water to jump out of the bottle by itself?" ”

Liu Qinghe said softly: "It's better for him to come out by himself than to make a mess of Huaidu." ”

Song Yingxin stood there for a long time, but he was a little hesitant.

Liu Qinghe looked at him and said, "What are you worried about?" ”

Song Yingxin said softly: "Huaidu has been stagnant for too long, which will make the trust of the Tiangong Division to establish a thousand years missing in the hearts of the world." ”

Liu Qinghe stood there and smiled slightly.

"It's better than the lack of trust in Huaidu in the world."

Song Yingxin sighed, but didn't say anything more.

It's just that he suddenly remembered what he said that day, turned his head to look at Liu Qinghe and said, "By the way, what about that young man?" ”

Liu Qinghe said lightly: "So I said you don't have to worry. ”

Song Yingxin still couldn't understand and said, "Why don't I worry? ”

Liu Qinghe said slowly: "Because that young man is some of the movements of water in the bottle." ”

"What do you mean?"

"He was pushed into that alley and became the only murderer of Li Chenghe that the world has seen."

Liu Qinghe said calmly.

"Of course, Heavenly Hell will not arrest such a teenager, so it still depends on what he does with the bottle."

Song Yingxin frowned and stood there for a long time.

Liu Qinghe continued: "Such a young man, who was dragged all the way from the East China Sea by his water bottle, naturally couldn't just have a reasonable reason for the death of the military department Shangshu. ”

Song Yingxin seemed to understand something, looked at Liu Qinghe and said, "So what do you mean?" ”

Liu Qinghe quietly looked at the Si Ya who were like saffron flowers in the mountains, and said softly: "It's just some speculation, it has not been implemented, and it has become a slander when you say it." ”

"God knows, you know, I know."

Song Yingxin is probably really curious.

Liu Qinghe turned his head and smiled slightly.

"Even the Heavenly Hell will have someone who has his water in the bottle, let alone your Heavenly Division?"

Song Yingxin was silent, and then sighed and said, "It's better to arrest him directly from Heavenly Prison." ”

Liu Qinghe laughed softly: "Heavenly Hell can't arrest him." ”

Song Yingxin raised his eyebrows and said, "What does this mean?" ”

Liu Qinghe sighed and said, "It's not interesting, because he is from the twelfth floor." If we capture him, we will kill him. ”

Song Yingxin naturally couldn't say anything, he just had to look at the umbrella and say such inhumane words.

"If the Heavenly Hell doesn't do it, he will do it in the Siwu Demon Mansion, everything must naturally be reasonable, and the Heavenly Hell will only be able to bring people over from the Siwu Demon Mansion at that time and transfer them to Dali Temple, what are you going to do in the Tiangong Division at that time, the Heavenly Hell will not care, and it will not let the Siwu Demon Mansion interfere in."

Song Yingxin thought about it, and it seemed that it could only be like this.

After all, Tiangong Division really has no reason to find such a teenager.

The two stood there for a long time, and Liu Qinghe turned around and walked in the direction he came.

It's just that when I walked to the general and suddenly remembered something, I turned back, and looked at the machines that stretched underground very seriously.

"What is related to the operation of Huaidu?"

Song Yingxin frowned.

"What are you going to do?"

Liu Qinghe smiled slightly.

"It's always like some, for example, there are some very violent noises suddenly under Huaidu, so that the heavenly hell can tell the world that the underground mechanism has been running for too long, and if it fails, Huai needs to be stagnant for a long time."

“...... Is it too late for me to spit out the tea eggs to you? ”

"It's probably too late."