After staying in the Tiangong Division for a long time, Nandao finally found out.

In fact, not only the underground world, but also the deeper Tiangong Division, can know the changes in the sky in the world.

Not only the last roaring sounds of the day, but also at some point, like a glimpse of the brief and rapid twilight of the world.

Those heavenly officials who live underground all the year round may be able to distinguish the years in this way.

Nandao sat there, looking at the stone dome that had become a fire again after the fleeting twilight rain and mist, and thought very seriously.

But after experiencing some stories, the teenager feels as if he has taken something for granted.

Just like the widely circulated Donggong Niangniang baked flatbread, the flatbread is piled up like a mountain.

Of course, it is difficult for people to imagine things that they have not seen.

All imagination is traceable.

Nanjima didn't know if the Tenko Division had its own more accurate way of recording time, so she could only think that they were the same as herself, looking at the sky to discern the years.

Even Huaidu's daily operation is precisely fine-tuned by the Tiangong Division, how can they not know the time?

Nandao looked at this underground world with an awe-inspiring expression.

The words that I said to Song Yingxin at the beginning were naturally extremely sincere.

This is especially stark in this moment.

He could indeed be said to be an uncivilized savage.

It's a frog in a well, and it's also a village.

When the young man was thinking like this, Yu Chaoyun, who was thinking about it, pushed open the courtyard gate with an umbrella, and then stood there very strangely for a long time, and then said softly: "I met a very strange person, Uncle Shi. ”

Nan Dao came back to his senses and looked at Yu Chaoyun.

The latter thought about it while coming to the courtyard corridor and slowly talked about the person he had seen on the street of Huaidu.

The boy did not speak for a long time.

Yu Chaoyun looked at Nandao's silent and solemn expression with some curiosity.

"Uncle Shi doesn't know such a person?"

Nandao sat under the umbrella for a long time, and then said softly: "It's not just me who knows, in fact, you should know each other." ”

Yu Chaoyun was a little surprised by Nandao.

The young man raised his head and said slowly, "That's His Majesty Kamigawa. ”

Yu Chaoyun was stunned.

When the young man was at the foot of the sword grinding cliff, he had a hurried meeting with the human emperor.

At that time, the young man was very sincere, saying that Donghai had finished playing such things.

So the emperor simply left the high cliff.

It's just that some people, once they have seen it, are hard to forget.

Even a few words from others can make you subconsciously think of such a person's face and figure.

After a long time, this girl from Qingtian Dao was very amazed and said, "It turns out that it is really Your Majesty?" ”

She's not stupid either, after all.

There are some things that naturally have some kind of speculation that they can't be sure of.

Even if that person looks like an ordinary middle-aged man walking in his yard at dusk.

But in a way.

The world, of course, is His Majesty's own yard.

Nandao didn't speak, just sat there for a long time.

Yu Chaoyun finally remembered the matter of the young man, and said very seriously: "Since Your Majesty has said so, does that mean that you can leave the Tiangong Division and go back to the world above?" ”

Nandao was silent for a long time, thinking about what Mei Xiyu and Liu Qinghe said to herself, and then said softly: "Maybe yes." ”

Yu Chaoyun was a little melancholy, after all, if the young man left, he would be the only one here with the wooden sword waiting for the young man from the East China Sea who was cured.

But the boy didn't make any move, just sat there quietly.

Yu Chaoyun waited for a long time, and looked at him suspiciously: "Won't Uncle Shi go up and take a look?" His Majesty has said that you have to go up to see the sun, but if it is late, you may not be able to see it. ”

When you come to the world, you want to see the sun.

Although His Majesty said to look at dusk, it probably didn't make any difference - the sunset is infinitely better, after all, it's almost dusk.

This girl from Qingtian Dao probably really likes such a vast city, in the sudden changes, the kind of amazing scenery it brings, and she finally understands that a certain uncle named Liu Yueyue wants to come to Huaidu to be a soldier in Huaidu.

After all.

Just like His Majesty said.

Who would say they're tired of watching twilight?

The South Island is still just sitting there.

"You haven't made tea yet."

Yu Chaoyun was stunned for a moment, then remembered what he said casually before, and after a long time, he laughed and said, "Then Uncle wait a while." ”

Nandao nodded and sat there quietly.

At dusk after a grand storm calms down, there is naturally a trade-off between a certain promised agreement.

Of course, it's not like it's all about having it both ways.

For example, the boy and the girl go to the long street of the world, look at the twilight, and drink some tea.

It's just that the relationship between the two is probably not suitable for such a thing.

After all, it's not really a nephew.

The Qingtiandao girl who made tea was probably very serious, and it took a long time before she walked out with an umbrella and those teas, and put it very reverently in front of the young man who was sitting quietly by the sword on the side of the corridor.

"Uncle Shi, please."

Nandao picked up the cup of wolfberry tea, and the girl stood aside expectantly. Nandao just drank the cup of tea quietly, and only after drinking it all did he look at Yu Chaoyun very sincerely.

"It doesn't taste good."

The Qingtian Dao girl's expression instantly became sad.

The boy probably did have some revenge.

It's just that he's just telling the truth.

After all, at the beginning, what Yu Chaoyun said was to help her taste a product, but to praise it.

If you just say good things in the face of everything, then what is meaningful in the world?

"Uncle Shi!"

Yu Chaoyun stood on the edge of the corridor with the umbrella very melancholy, looking up at the corner of the eaves.

"You're really not a likable person."

After Nandao left a small town in the East China Sea, he rarely smiled, but now, listening to this Qingtian Dao girl's words, he laughed softly.

Putting the cup in his hand aside, putting the sword in his knee behind his back, he stood still on the side of the corridor with an umbrella, and said with a smile: "Yes, I also know that there are many people in the world who actually don't like me, such as seniors, such as junior brothers. They prefer Lu Xiaoer and Lu Xiaosan. ”

Yu Chaoyun turned his head and looked at the young man in a daze, reflecting on whether he had said the wrong thing.

But the young man just looked at the rainy and misty Tiangong Si Ya and said softly.

"But it's enough to like it."

My heart is on me.

After drinking tea, the young man said something, and then walked into the rain very calmly.

You might even catch a glimpse of the twilight.

It doesn't matter if you can't catch up.

There is still night in the world, and the end of a story that a certain teenager wants to see with his own eyes.

......

Song Yingxin is not in the Kaiwu Ya.

The boy walked through the alley with an umbrella, and knocked on the door in front of the courtyard for a long time, but no one came to open the door.

After all, he was brought in by Song Yingxin, and the young man thought that he would also greet him before leaving-although this is not a story that will never go back.

But since the master of the Heavenly Gong Division, who suddenly saw some dragons without seeing the end, was not here, the young man naturally had no choice but to leave.

When he walked up the truncated long street in a drizzle, Nandao was surprised to see a very familiar figure.

Xu Chunhua.

To be fair, Nandao doesn't feel like she has much in touch with this small-town girl.

The meeting point between the two is a person who has left and is suffering from the cold in the deer and snow.

When he saw the small town girl who was looking hesitantly, Nandao was indeed a little surprised.

The girl in the small town probably forgot that it was raining under Huaidu, so she forgot to bring an umbrella, and she was very embarrassed to hide from the rain under the eaves of the street.

In the rainy and foggy world, the boy with an umbrella is extremely gregarious.

So even if Xu Chunhua looked around for a long time, she didn't find that the young man had walked nearby with an umbrella.

"Why are you here?"

Nan Dao looked at Xu Chunhua, who was still looking in the opposite direction, and asked.

The sudden voice startled the small town girl, and when she hurriedly turned around, she saw that after a night filled with demon blood, the young man who disappeared appeared intact in front of her, Xu Chunhua instantly showed a look of surprise.

"So you're really fine."

The small-town girl was visibly relieved.

Even if Mei Xiyu has said to Xu Chunhua several times, this young man will probably not be fine, but this small town girl is still a little uneasy after all, so when Huaidu gradually calmed down, she hesitated and ran to the vicinity of the Tiangong Division - this is what Mei Xiyu told her, the Taoist who has been very decadent after going to the Siwu Demon Mansion, after the heavy rain stopped, he was very surprised to see the Huaidu world for a long time, probably he couldn't imagine that some stories really ended like this.

The expected desperate counterattack of the Siwu Demon Mansion still did not come after all.

The story of the person named Lin Erliang who once appeared in the courtyard and his story was not disclosed by the waiter.

He knew that the people from the Heavenly Hell had come to the Siwu Demon Mansion, and then the Lord of the Servants went to the Heavenly Prison.

It's just that he doesn't know what Liu Qinghe and the water are talking about in the bottle.

As everyone sees.

The servant of the door frankly admitted the murder of the military department Shangshu, and the demon mansion temporarily withdrew from the rule of the demon clan, and the servant may not have been out for a long time.

Until now, Nandao still didn't know how those stories had changed, so in the face of Xu Chunhua's exclamation, he only nodded slightly and said, "There is no danger." ”

Xu Chunhua stood under the eaves and looked at the young man with a smile very easily, and said: "Nothing is naturally the best, I saw a girl with Qingtian Dao walking out from below, I wanted to ask her, but I didn't expect that it was just when Huaidu changed, she was sent to the top of the long street that was lifted in front of me, I thought I might not get any answers today, but I didn't expect you to come out too." ”

Nandao stood quietly and listened.

Xu Chunhua probably breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise she wouldn't have said such a long paragraph like this.

Xu Chunhua was still there and said: "Maybe Xiyu really didn't lie to me, Qingtian Dao is indeed helping you ......"

The South Island was a little silent.

It took a long time before he looked at the small town girl and asked, "You are very familiar with Senior Brother Mei?" ”

Xu Chunhua is not surprised by such a question from the teenager, on the contrary, she takes it for granted.

It's as if all that rambling is just a foreshadowing for the teenager to ask such a question.

Xu Chunhua looked at the young man very seriously and said, "We were originally going to get married this year." ”

Nandao stood there in a daze, suddenly remembering the young man who came from the prison and left in a dashing manner.

He suddenly couldn't understand what Chen He was doing.

It's just that suddenly something comes to mind.

So, the source of some stories is actually in oneself?

Nan Dao thought about what he said when he suddenly saw such a Taoist in Huaidu, and also remembered the last time he was in the heavenly prison, Mei Xiyu said that he no longer cared about such a letter with himself.

Many things seem to be clear in an instant.

The young man was silent for a long time, then looked at the small town girl standing under the eaves, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry." ”

Xu Chunhua looked at Nandao in bewilderment, as if she didn't understand why this young man suddenly said such a thing.

After a while, the small town girl, who thought she understood something, said very seriously: "I know you misunderstood my relationship with Chen He, maybe that is not a misunderstanding......

The young voice interrupted Xu Chunhua's words.

"No, I mean ......."

Minamijima stopped halfway through his words and looked at the street in the distance.

There was a Taoist with a small white umbrella walking quietly in the rain.

Jian Xiu's hand is very steady, and in the same way, Jian Xiu's eyes are also very good.

Under the same realm, the old sword cultivation is not as good as the prime-aged sword cultivation, naturally because the old eyes are dizzy and have a great impact.

Therefore, the young man saw the meaning on the face of the Taoist walking under the dome of the fire and rain.

So he stopped talking, just smiled slightly, and said, "It's nothing, it's a good thing." ”

Xu Chunhua looked at the boy a little strangely.

Mei Xiyu walked to such an eaves with an umbrella, looked at the young man and said sincerely: "It seems that you are indeed fine." ”

Nandao bowed very seriously.

"Thank you for your attention."

Such a Taoist naturally helped him a lot in the story of the young man in Huaidu.

From the very beginning of the military department, to the streets and alleys of the night world.

If you pull out your sword twice and you will know it, it will be very sincere.

Mei Xiyu nodded slightly, then looked at Xu Chunhua on the side, and said with some blame: "Why didn't you bring an umbrella?" ”

The small town girl in a floral dress smiled and said, "I forgot that there was rain under Huaidu." ”

Nandao just quietly watched the town girl.

Even the teenager in Huaidu for less than a month knew that the bottom of Huaidu was wetter, and those stone domes were often permeated with rainwater.

How could Xu Chunhua not know?

So it's probably not just about asking the teenager some questions, but also about the teenager seeing something.

This small town girl can finally come out of some stories honestly and drive back to the hut where Baimei Xiyu should be.

Mei Xiyu handed the umbrella in her hand to Xu Chunhua, then looked at her and said, "You go back first, I still have some things to say with my junior brother." ”

Xu Chunhua nodded, took the umbrella, and walked slowly in the drizzle street.

Nan Dao stood under the eaves, watching for a long time the figure of the girl holding a small white umbrella and wearing a floral skirt gradually moving away, with a somewhat complicated expression.

Mei Xiyu was also there looking at the woman's figure, and after a long time, she said softly: "I only remembered later, in fact, the young man named Chen He invited me to drink a glass of wine. ”

Nandao turned his head to look at Mei Xiyu, and the young man was a little confused.

The story of the town is naturally known only to those who have stayed in the town.

It's just that although the boy doesn't know the details of some stories, he is also in fate, and he is coincidentally sandwiched between the two stories.

He didn't know if he should say sorry to Chen He or Mei Xiyu.

So just standing there melancholy.

It was a long time before he whispered, "I never thought that my letter would bring such a regrettable story." ”

Mei Xiyu said calmly: "It's not your problem. ”

This Taoist stood there for a long time and said softly: "It's not just Xu Chunhua's story. ”

The boy fell silent.

Mei Xiyu turned her head, looked at the young man and said slowly, "Qingtian Dao can be your friend." ”

Nandao looked up at this Taoist in surprise, not knowing what such a sentence meant.

The Taoist quietly looked at the young man, and also looked at the young man's umbrella.

"But you have to promise me one thing."

Nandao seems to understand something.

The voice of the Taoist was very soft.

"Don't let go of your umbrella no matter what."

Nan Dao was silent for a long time, and said softly: "I thought that words like friends should not be conditional. ”

"That's unrealistic." Mei Xiyu said very calmly. "People live in the world with conditions, and you have to obey the laws of the world, and you have to give up some of your freedom. The human world is not a human world unique to any one person, and all souls coexist and hold it together. ”

Nandao quietly looked at this Qingtian Daoist.

"Okay."

Mei Xiyu smiled slightly, and then walked towards the rain.

"Your Majesty has returned, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, the story of the Demon Mansion will have a result, you can go and see. I know it's a shame not to be able to do something myself. ”

The Taoist looked back at the boy in the rain.

"But it's inevitable in life."

Nandao said softly, "I know, senior brother. ”

Of course, the boy knew it, otherwise he wouldn't have cooperated with Heavenly Hell to do those things in the first place.

Meixi rain is quiet and far away.

The boy stood there for a long time, his thoughts probably a little complicated and messy.

Maybe it's because of the story of Xu Chunhua and Chen He.

Maybe it's because of the story of the water in the bottle and the boy himself and Lingnan.