Probably many years later, Lu Xiaosan can't forget that day.

My uncle walked out of the mist slowly with the broken sword, with a smooth mark on his left eyebrow, as if someone had accidentally scraped off a corner, and a shoe also fell off, which looked very funny.

This is probably the most embarrassing time in Lu Xiaosan's memory.

Before Lu Xiaosan could ask Le Chaotian what was going on on the mountain, this funny Taoist said very sincerely: "I suddenly remembered that on the way we came, there was a mountain, and there was a tree at the foot of the mountain, and there was a nest of bird eggs on the tree, let's go dig out the birds' eggs." ”

Lu Xiaosan: "? ”

Just in the next second, the little boy and the little girl were picked up by the Taoist, and then went all the way out of the clouds.

Lu Xiaosan thought that Le Chaotian was joking.

As a result, this Taoist really led the two of them to stop in a certain mountain, and then looked up there for a long time, climbed to a certain ancient tree, and dug out a bird's nest there.

Lu Xiaosan hesitated for a long time, but he also climbed up with a sigh, rode on the thick branch, looked at Le Chaotian and asked very seriously: "Uncle Shi, did you fail to ask the sword?" ”

"Failure?"

Le Chaotian took out the bird's egg and put it in his arms there, and said very melancholy.

"If he hadn't brought a sword like that, I would have almost never come back."

Although Le Chaotian didn't know why Chen Yunxi was covered in blood, and he didn't know why the sword of the Sword Grinding Cliff was in his hand, it was that kind of sword that suppressed the sword cultivator who suddenly appeared in the Liuyun Sword Sect for some reason, which made Le Chaotian break through the suppressed sword intent in the clouds and mist with a mountain and sea rhyme, and escaped.

Lu Xiaosan also seemed to understand something, his eyes widened in shock, and said, "Senior Chen Yunxi is back?" ”

Le Chaotian sighed and said, "Otherwise, who can let me come back and dig out the bird's nest?" ”

“......”

Probably just like Le Chaotian once said, it is naturally very destructive for him to dig out a bird's nest in a high mountain like him.

It's just that when he hits a higher mountain, it doesn't matter if the character collapses.

After all, when he was slashed by Cong Blade, he was very aggrieved and dropped small pearls in front of Cao Weiying.

Although the pine cone didn't know what was happening, he was still very serious about lighting a fire below.

She felt that Le Chaotian must be hungry, otherwise she would not have come in such a hurry to pick up the birds' eggs.

So when Le Chaotian and Lu Xiaosan came down from the tree, the fire below happened to be burning.

Le Chaotian sat there melancholy, Lu Xiaosan and Songguo roasted bird eggs, roasted one and he ate one, probably really hungry.

Lu Xiaosan was puzzled and asked, "Is that sword cultivation of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect really so powerful?" ”

Le Chaotian sighed and said, "Let you fight Lu Xiaosi, will you lose?" ”

Lu Xiaosan sneered and said proudly: "Soil chicken and dog." ”

“......”

This probably made Le Chaotian unable to continue.

After all, the local chicken and tile dog are indeed too much.

But it's true that you can't win.

How he bullied those Nine Stacks Sword Cultivators, Chen Yunxi bullied him.

So he just sat there silently eating the eggs.

After a long time, Le Chaotian stood up again and silently looked at those flowing clouds and mountains.

Lu Xiaosan looked up at Le Chaotian and asked, "Where are we going next?" ”

Le Chaotian was silent for a long time, and said softly: "I will probably go back to the East China Sea again." ”

Although Lu Xiaosan didn't know why he wanted to go back to the East China Sea, he just looked at Le Chaotian's rather serious look, but he didn't continue to joke about it.

It's just that the Taoist suddenly looked back at Lu Xiaosan, and said slowly: "Your master, they are now in the Liuyun Mountain Range, do you want to find them, or do you want to continue to walk with me." ”

Lu Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, looked at Le Chaotian, and asked after a long time, "Why are they in the Liuyun Mountain Range?" ”

Le Chaotian said calmly: "You'll know when you go." ”

Lu Xiaosan stood there with the gourd on his back and sighed, but he looked at Le Chaotian again and asked, "Uncle Shi doesn't want me to continue to follow you?" ”

Le Chaotian was silent for a while, and then said slowly: "There may be some trouble next." ”

Lu Xiaosan said seriously: "It's okay, brave junior, don't be afraid of difficulties!" ”

Le Chaotian didn't say anything more.

After all, there will be trouble, but it shouldn't be too much.

......

Xu Xingcang stood silently on the suspension bridge.

In the clouds and mist, there was a rather sharp sword mark, which extended beyond the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect.

The sword wind still existed, blowing this nine-stacked sword cultivator with some difficulty breathing.

That's the trace left by Fang Cai's sword.

This white-haired nine-fold sword cultivator was silent for a long time.

When he saw the Taoist being slashed out of the clouds with a sword, he realized who was behind those clouds.

Chen Yunxi.

White clouds and clear streams, white hair and green clothes.

It can also be white mist and green mountains.

Perhaps for the disciples of the Liuyun Sword Sect, the White Mist and Green Mountains are more appropriate.

Xu Xingcang has been cultivating swords in the mountains for nearly sixty years.

However, this sword cultivator, from the day he entered the sword pavilion to the sword cultivator of the Sword Pavilion, from beginning to end, he had never seen such a sword cultivator.

Xu Xingcang stood silently in the clouds that were gradually closing, looking ahead for a long time.

Maybe I'm thinking about the story of the world, maybe I'm thinking about the story of the Sword Sect.

It was a long time before he took a deep breath, saddled the sword behind him, and stepped forward.

This sword cultivator was in the clouds and mist, and slowly walked forward.

Before the clouds had healed, a path of sword marks led straight to the deepest part of the clouds.

The more Xu Xingcang walked, the more he felt that his steps were heavy, but he gradually lowered his head.

Until the clouds cleared.

The white-haired sword cultivator finally stopped, stood there with his head bowed for a long time, and then slowly knelt down.

"Xu Xingcang, I've seen the sect master."

In such a green peak, there was no response, and the mountains were silent, as if there had never been such a sword.

Xu Xingcang waited for a long time, and finally heard a response.

"The senior has returned to the East China Sea, do you have something to do with him?"

Xu Xingcang suddenly raised his head, and saw that on the hanging road in front of him heading towards the cloud-swept green peak, there was a figure of a Taoist standing there with his back to him.

Not far away, there was a faded Liuyun disciple's robe.

The sword behind Xu Xingcang suddenly came out of its sheath.

This white-haired sword cultivator instantly grasped the sword and turned into a streamer that shot towards the figure of such a Daoist.

It's just that the moment he approached the hanging path, the mountain of sword intent fell down with the clouds and mist, and slashed the white-haired sword cultivator out of the sword light.

Xu Xingcang's figure appeared in front of the hanging road, coughed up a mouthful of blood, raised his head to look at the Taoist who was still calmly heading towards the mountain, and said coldly: "Who are you?" ”

The Daoist didn't answer, but countless clouds and mist poured over, pushing the white-haired sword cultivator out.

......

The Great Wind Calendar is one thousand and four years, May 13.

Xu Chunhua opened the door, looked at the empty courtyard, and searched around, but still didn't see any trace of such a young man.

The small-town girl just sighed, but she didn't panic.

Although the boy stayed in the alley, he probably didn't really just hide in it.

Most of the day, it was difficult for Xu Chunhua to see the umbrella.

Only at night, the young man would sit quietly on the alley wall with two swords on his back, waiting for Xu Chunhua to come back.

Naturally, a locked door would not be able to stop such a teenager.

In fact, a locked door cannot stop the vast majority of people in the world.

Such a lock hanging on the door is not so much a lock as a lock to the mind of the world.

Therefore, the best description of the prosperous era is probably really that the house is not closed at night, and the road is not forgotten.

Xu Chunhua washed up, then walked out of the door, locked the door, walked through the alley, and walked into the still stagnant Huaidu.

From time to time, there are heavenly prison officials patrolling around the streets of Huaidu, but they seem to ignore such an alley, even if such a young man stands at the entrance of the alley with an umbrella and a sword on his back and looks at the streets of Huaidu, they just walk over in a blind eye.

Although most of the people in Huaidu didn't notice what was going on, Xu Chunhua was naturally clear.

As she walked down the streets, past the jailers of those days, the girl from this small town still had some drums in her heart.

It's just that as in the past, today's small-town girls are still undisturbed.

It is said that not long ago, there was a very strange muffled sound under the Huaidu, and since then, the Heavenly Hell has issued a document saying that the Huaidu needs to be maintained for a long time, and since then the Huaidu has been stopped at the time of the rule of the Heavenly Prison.

This has also led to the fact that some people in Huaidu are inevitably panicked, and the business of the restaurant has not been very good.

Xu Chunhua left the restaurant in the afternoon.

When I passed by a noodle shop, I saw the scholar again.

It's just that the latter probably didn't notice her, and was eating there with a bowl of noodles on the side of the guardrail on the hanging street not far away, looking around with some worry.

Probably worried about Huaidu.

Xu Chunhua thought so, and then walked straight over.

When I returned to the alley, the young man was standing at the entrance of the alley, holding an umbrella and carrying a sword, not knowing what he was looking at, and he was a little distracted.

"Where have you been today?"

Xu Chunhua stood at the gate of the courtyard and opened the lock, and asked while looking at the young man.

After a while, the young man said softly: "It's still over there." ”

Xu Chunhua didn't say anything, opened the door and walked in, and didn't close the courtyard door.

Nandao was in no hurry to go back, although from time to time there were heavenly prison officials walking far away from the hanging streets.

The boy just stood there with an umbrella for a long time, as if he wanted to find something different in the crowd.

Then I suddenly thought of the Taoist in the middle of the afternoon.

At the beginning of Nandao, I didn't know that Meixiyu was in the middle of the afternoon.

Although there are no Wuwei guards in Huaidu, but in the vicinity of the Siwu Demon Mansion, those Wuwu guards appear extremely frequently, and there are few heavenly prison officials there, after all, everyone knows that the Siwu Demon Mansion is the base camp of the rule of the demon clan.

When the boy was trying to avoid the noon guard, he happened to break into the house worth 90,000 yuan.

Then I saw Mei Xiyu looking at him silently.

......

"How did you get here?"

The Taoist frowned and looked at the young man.

Nan Dao looked at the Taoist who was sitting by the rockery corridor in the courtyard, and said softly: "If it were you, would you really wait patiently in the alley?" ”

Mei Xiyu fell silent.

This is probably impossible.

The boy is a person who wanders outside the stories of the Heavenly Hell and the Siwu Demon Mansion.

Naturally, I don't fully believe those things.

He could probably guess what such a young man was here for, and he looked at Nandao quietly for a long time, and then dispersed his whole body, stood up, looked up over the blue and black eaves, and looked at the many hanging street high-rise buildings that went up.

"If you want to enter the Siwu Demon Mansion, this is impossible, not to mention that there is a big demon in the world like Shui Zaihua, there are many demon clans and Siwu Demon Guards, if you can walk in like this, it will probably be a very ridiculous thing."

Nandao stood in the courtyard with an umbrella, silent for a long time.

Mei Xiyu lowered her head and looked at the young man.

"I know that Lingnan's story has made you lose a lot of patience, but if you really want to kill such a servant, you can only wait quietly, waiting for the Heavenly Hell to move."

Nandao passed for a long time, and then asked softly, "What about Qingtian Dao?" ”

Mei Xiyu raised her eyebrows and looked at the young man, and said, "It's impossible for Qingtian Dao to really meddle in these stories, this is Huaidu's business, and we will probably only do something to help Heavenly Hell in secret." ”

The teenager's question is probably really stupid.

It's just that sometimes, when the young man is silently facing such a Wuwu Demon Mansion and facing such a big demon in the world, there will be many unrealistic assumptions in his heart after all.

It was a long time before Nandao whispered, "But I still want to go in and have a look, or, you find a way....."

Nandao took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Let him meet me outside of Huaidu."

The boy probably wants to reproduce the story of Dazebian outside Nanyi City.

Mei Xiyu narrowed her eyes, her gaze fell on the young man's umbrella, and then said calmly: "Impossible, and the prison master personally told me that no matter what you want to do, you can try it, but if you want to let go of the umbrella in your hand." ”

The Taoist said in a deep voice, "He wants me to kill you." ”

Nandao was silent for a long time, looked at the Taoist and said, "Do you know what's under my umbrella?" ”

Mei Xiyu said softly: "I don't know. But at least I was able to kill you without your umbrella leaving your hands. ”

Nandao stood in the courtyard for a long time.

The two looked at each other quietly, and it took a long time before Nandao said softly.

"That's it."

Mei Xiyu walked to the gate of the courtyard, opened the door, quietly looked at the demon mansion opposite the flow of people, and said softly: "It is he who should feel the urgency, not you, Nandao, I know that you can't fully believe in Heavenly Hell, but in the end, this is in Huaidu, no matter who it is, it is impossible to mess around, after the story of the Demon Mansion is over, Heavenly Hell should not embarrass you." ”

Nandao was silent for a long time, and then said softly, "You don't understand. ”

Such a sentence made the Taoist look back at the young man for a long time.

Mei Xiyu narrowed her eyes, and then said softly: "I really didn't understand it originally, but when you said this, I understood a little." ”

What kind of person would be so disbelieving in Hell?

Nandao clenched the umbrella in his hand vigilantly.

That Qingtian Daoist was still calm.

"But you don't have to worry about anything, everyone in the world has a reason to talk about these things...."Mei Xiyu slowly closed the courtyard door and walked back, standing in the courtyard and looking at the young man under the umbrella.

"Only Qingtian Dao doesn't."

This sentence is actually very similar to the sentence that Chen Qingshan and Qin Chu said when they were in the East China Sea.

The story of Bai Fengyu probably makes such an ancient Taoist temple a little unable to raise its head in front of the world in some stories.

"Come if you want, come on, the thorn in Siwufang may not be me, Meixiyu, it can also be you."

Mei Xiyu walked back to the corridor, sat down cross-legged, and said slowly.

"It's just that if the waiter is really angry, you will probably suffer a little."

......

Nandao stood at the mouth of the alley for a long time, the sky gradually darkened, and one day the smoke clouds were cut off by the high-rise hanging streets, scattered in all directions in the field of vision.

It's just that there is still no one from the Siwu Demon Mansion in this world.

Nandao thought about the young man in white who had returned from the palace that he had occasionally seen in the afternoon.

The waiter had probably seen such a young man under an umbrella a long time ago.

I just didn't do anything, just walked calmly through the street and returned to the house.

The atmosphere over there in the Siwu Demon Mansion has always been very depressing.

There was a lot of thick sweat on the umbrella bones in the hands of the boy at that time.

And now yes, too.

Nandao glanced down at the umbrella in his hand, then silently turned around and walked into the alley, walked into the courtyard, and closed the courtyard door.

Xu Chunhua was lighting a fire there and preparing to cook, and a piece of very tender tofu was soaked in the basin next to her.

Probably influenced by Chen He, this small town girl also likes to eat this very tender tofu.

"In a few days, the people from the Siwu Demon Mansion may come over."

Nandao stood at the gate of the courtyard and thought for a long time, and then said softly.

Xu Chunhua raised her head in some surprise and looked at the young man, not knowing what this meant.

Nandao didn't explain anything, just hesitated for a while, and then continued: "It may affect you at that time, I have a friend in Huaidu, and I am over there in Siwufang, if something happens at that time, you can find a way to find him." ”

Mei Xiyu is probably not a friend of the South Island.

It's just that the current relationship between the two is probably the most appropriate word to describe it with the word "friend".

What's more, it doesn't matter if it's right or not, the important thing is that Mei Xiyu should know very well that Heavenly Hell doing these things will inevitably affect some people in the world.

At that time, he naturally did not sit idly by.

Nandao told Xu Chunhua the location of Meixiyu's courtyard very seriously.

Although the small town girl was a little confused, she just looked at Nandao's cautious look and nodded.

"Okay."

Nandao was relieved.

In fact, he also mentioned this matter to Mei Xiyu.

He said that he was hiding with a friend now, and that he might need Mei Xiyu's attention when the time came.

After all, Xu Chunhua and Chen He seem to have a lot of strange relationships, and this young man doesn't want to face Chen He shamelessly when the time comes.