The two who were originally there earnestly admonishing You Chunshan were silent when they arrived here.

It turns out that sometimes, it's really not possible to think things too well in advance.

You Chunshan was relieved, both a little relieved, but it was not difficult to see that he was a little lost, he sat in a wheelchair and smiled, looked back at Nandao and said, "It's okay now, uncle, we don't have to worry about it." ”

Nandao didn't say anything, but Yu Chaoyun, who was carrying the sword box for Yu Chaoyun on the side, was very melancholy, looked at the figure of the old doctor walking back in the alley, sighed and said, "What should I do?" ”

The three of them probably didn't know what to do.

If the Tiangong Division can't solve such a problem, they are indeed a little overwhelmed.

You Chunshan was very calm, raised his head, and said very sincerely: "Let's go eat first, I'm a little hungry." ”

Then let's order first.

......

"In fact, those who walk the streets and alleys, holding flags to tell fortunes, generally only say that you have a bloody disaster."

Bu Operator stood in the alley outside the Heavenly Prison, looked at Liu Qinghe who walked back from the streets and alleys of Huaidu, and said something like this very suddenly.

Although Liu Qinghe was a little surprised why this Daoist who lacked a door was still here, he was probably more curious about why he suddenly said such a sentence.

At the end of June, the streets of Huaidu are very noisy and lively, so the leaves of the locust trees growing in the alleys are also falling in the wind at the right time.

Some leaves fell on the shoulders of the great ape.

If it was usual, he would only smile slightly and raise his hand to brush it away.

It's just that when I see a person like Xie Chaoyu, there are some very ordinary things, and it is easy to think that this is a leaf destined to hang down on the shoulder.

Why doesn't it fall early or late, but at this time?

Liu Qinghe reached out and took a leaf from his shoulder, walked to the side of the divination operator, and looked up at the sky, it was not very late.

"Why?"

"Because it is the nature of the living beings in the world to seek good fortune and avoid harm."

Bu Operator did not say a single word.

In fact, it is true that not only people, but everything in the world, everything that can creep, is naturally profitable.

Liu Qinghe seemed to understand something, and said with a slight smile: "So the fortune teller will say that you will have a bloody disaster in the near future, and you must do how to do it before you can resolve it." If you do it, and you don't have anything, then it's really resolved, if you do it, and you happen to be unlucky, and you pass by the alley and are hit by a falling tile and hurt your toes, you will think that the master is really clever, if you do it, your luck is really unlucky, and you commit something and get beheaded, you will think, you should have given the master more money at that time. But what if I don't give a damn about it? ”

Bu Operatorzi lowered his head and smiled softly, and said: "Then for you, what if I am a charlatan, if one person does not believe it, it will not delay the world to believe it." ”

Liu Qinghe lowered his head, looked at the old Taoist beside him, and said, "So what does the Lord want to say?" ”

The old Taoist who is three feet away from fate said indifferently: "Those who can promise people's expectations of fate naturally have such a ability." ”

Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said: "Then can the viewer wish me to be idle every day, no need to work, just drink and watch flowers?" ”

Bu Operator was silent, looked at Liu Qinghe for a long time, and said slowly: "The prison master is a little difficult for a strong man, Xiaodao really doesn't have such a ability. ”

Liu Qinghe stood in the alley and laughed.

After laughing for a long time, Liu Qinghe lowered his head again, looked at the divination operator and said with a smile: "Why is the Lord still in Huaidu?" ”

Bu Operator said softly: "This is what I said, the story of Xu Ren's fate expectation. ”

Liu Qinghe raised his eyebrows, as if he realized something, and turned his head to look at the other end of the alley.

On the bustling streets of Huaidu, there are teenagers who seem to be afraid of the sun and walk there silently with umbrellas, and there are also young people who seem to be afraid of being tired, and they are very lazily shrunk in wheelchairs and asked people to push, and there are girls wearing Taoist skirts who seem to be eager to do sword cultivation, carrying an extremely delicate sword box.

Everything in the world, just one glance, of course, you can't see the essence.

Liu Qinghe watched for a long time before he looked at the old Taoist beside him with some surprise: "The viewer has already seen this scene now?" ”

Bu Operator thought for a moment and said, "If I say that I did see it, will the prison master feel that he is pulling the calf?" ”

Liu Qinghe said sincerely: "Yes." ”

Bu Operator smiled softly and said, "Because this is indeed a matter of." ”

This is probably also contrary to the fallacy value of the missing particle observation proposed by the divination operator.

"What is said is pragmatic, but what is seen is not true." Bu Operator stood there very seriously, "Knowing that the wine flag will move, then don't think about when the wind will come." ”

Liu Qinghe stood in the alley and said slowly: "The wind will naturally come when it should come." ”

This Heavenly Hell Lord seemed to suddenly understand why the fortune teller would talk about ordinary fortune tellers before, and usually only talk about things like the Bloody Light Calamity.

The divination operator is probably not ordinary.

He dared to say that You Chunshan would definitely become a great sword cultivator.

Liu Qinghe stood there and squinted at the three people in the alley who seemed to be looking for a restaurant for a long time, and then said softly: "The Fengwu Academy and the Mathematics and Science Academy of the Hanging Xue Courtyard are stronger than the Tiangong Division in terms of the mimicry of all souls, so what is missing?" ”

The old Taoist smiled slightly.

"It's the level of precision."

After all, at the beginning of the world, Qingtian Dao has always been at the forefront of the world.

Liu Qinghe said with a sigh: "So that's the case." ”

The Lord of Heaven and Hell turned his head to look at the divination operator, thought for a while, and said, "Need me to be the driving force of fate?" ”

Bu Operator just said calmly: "The prison master himself went to say such a thing, it is still too deliberate. ”

Liu Qinghe sighed and said, "But there is a fate of poor information, and sometimes it is difficult to get out. ”

......

Of the three, only Nandao stayed longer in Huaidu.

You Chunshan and Yu Chaoyun both hurriedly went to the Tiangong Division after coming to Huaidu, so probably that time Yu Chaoyun was entrusted by Nandao to listen to the wind of Huaidu, and suddenly saw those cracked pumpkins in the world, and they would have such amazement.

The three of them didn't have much money, so in the end, Nandao took the two of them to the original noodle restaurant.

Gu Xiaoer always felt that these three people were a little familiar, but he probably couldn't remember where they had seen them.

The only thing that impressed me was the young man with an umbrella and a sword on his back, the young man's appearance was not outstanding, but it was hard to forget such a posture.

I guess it's called the South Island.

Gu Xiaoer was actually not sure if he was called this name, if Zhu Congwen was there, he would definitely know.

It's a pity that after the scholar went to Guozijian, there was no news.

It's just that it doesn't matter whether the boy is called the South Island or the North Island.

Even what reason Cong Jian died was an irrelevant matter for Gu Xiaoer, let alone the young man sitting by the window.

The middle-aged man ran over, asked the three of them what they wanted, and hurried into the back kitchen.

Yu Chaoyun helped You Chunshan out of the wheelchair - in fact, it didn't have to be like this, after all, he only broke one leg, and he was not paralyzed, when he was on the cliff before, he could still walk there on crutches and watch the fairy qi wander around.

It's just that because You Chunshan liked to fall flat in the past, Yu Chaoyun still subconsciously helped him down.

You Chunshan sat on the opposite side of Nandao, turned his head to look at Yu Chaoyun, who was sorting out his wheelchair there, turned his head again, looked at the young uncle, and said very sincerely: "Actually, think about it, it's good to come here, uncle, I used to be able to walk and jump, but no one knows what day it will be, I suddenly collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up, although I am missing a leg now, but it is naturally a good thing." Besides, it's nothing more than that you can't do sword cultivation, is there only one way in the world to take sword cultivation? ”

Of course, the world is not only about sword cultivation.

If only the young man hadn't been involved in some of the stories.

Naturally, you can do whatever you want.

Nandao looked at You Chunshan silently, but didn't say anything about what the old Taoist who said about fate should do.

After all, for a young man, even if it was a thirteen-stack overhaul, after all, he was just a passer-by who met in the water.

It's just that even if the young man doesn't say it, You Chunshan himself can't really ignore such a thing.

It's just that there are some things that don't make sense to say it.

It only makes sense to serve the noodles while they are served hot.

The noodles were prepared in advance, and they came very quickly.

Before Yu Chaoyun could decide whether to take off the sword box, Xiao Er in the noodle restaurant had already brought up the hot noodles.

The noodles at that noodle restaurant in the East China Sea are indeed very good, but they are far away.

The three of them sat there, and they didn't say much, just buried their heads in their own minds and ate noodles.

Although Yu Chaoyun and You Chunshan have eaten noodles here, they probably don't remember anymore, so naturally there is nothing to say.

It's just that Nan Dao suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Gu Xiaoer, who was wiping the table next to him, and asked.

"Is Zhu Congwen gone?"

In fact, there is not much intersection between scholars and teenagers.

It's just that after all, in such a capital city north of the world, I can see some people from Nanyi City, and I can probably have some comfort.

Gu Xiaoer raised his head, looked at the young man under the umbrella by the window for a long time, lowered his head again, and said with a smile: "He went to Guozijian, it will probably be difficult to come back to this noodle restaurant in the future, after all, it may be a little unseemly to sit in a small restaurant and eat noodles." ”

Nandao actually didn't understand what Gu Xiaoer said, but he didn't say much, and the young man was indeed not a person who talked much.

The three of them sat there and finished eating, the young man paid the bill, and stood together on the hanging street of Huaidu.

There are people coming and going on the streets, some stepping down the steps to go to the lower streets, and some going up to the high-rise buildings.

You Chunshan stood there in amazement.

Tiangong Division belongs to Huaidu, but Huaidu is certainly not such a place that is always covered by some water vapor.

It is first and foremost the Huai Capital of the world.

The three of them had nothing to do, so they followed the bustling flow of people and walked casually through the streets and alleys.

When he walked to the hanging street near the inclined platform, You Chunshan, who was in a wheelchair, suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Nandao and asked, "Uncle Shi, I remember that when I came, didn't there be a lot of sword cultivation on it?" Why are they all gone now? ”

Nandao looked up over the edge of the umbrella, and quietly looked at such a wide platform that had not risen to the top of Huaidu in the daylight for a long time, and it was indeed very lonely inside, there was neither moonlight nor sword cultivation, only some children running and playing in it.

In fact, such a question is not only curious about You Chunshan, but also about many people in the world.

The Human Sword Sect came in a hurry, and finally fell silent along with the story of the Siwu Demon Mansion.

The world can't help but speculate that they have ended up with the same fate as the Siwu Demon Mansion.

When You Chunshan asked like this, there were actually many passers-by beside him who were looking at the three of them sideways.

Sword cultivation under the umbrella, a young man in a wheelchair, a Taoist girl with a sword box on her back, such a combination, no matter where you go, no one will think that they are just ordinary people.

So maybe I am indeed a little curious about whether I will hear some answers from such a young man called Uncle Shi.

Of course the South Island knows.

It's just that when he found out that the world didn't know, he realized that there were probably some things that he couldn't say.

So he thought about what the emperor had told him about the desert that day, but he just shook his head calmly and said, "I don't know. ”

You Chunshan obviously felt a little regretful, sighed, and said: "Okay, in fact, when I first came to Huaidu, I raised my eyes and saw those sword cultivators sitting on the platform, but I thought that if the disease was cured at that time, I would go to find an apprentice with eyes to learn swords." ”

After all, it was the sword cultivation of the Sword Sect in the world, and there were probably not a few people in Huaidu who had such thoughts.

Yu Chaoyun smiled and said, "Didn't you say that your sword was learned from Cong Blade's seniors?" ”

You Chunshan said: "If it is true, then why is it so? ”

Saying that, the young man from the East China Sea said with some wishful thinking: "If my master is Cong Blade, then I have to go to Nanyi City to do a few times of eating without paying." ”

“......”

The three of them chatted casually, and on the other hand, they walked towards the higher place of Huaidu.

Such a capital city is not a city on a hill, but sometimes it is far better than a castle on a hill. The pavilions and hanging streets are stacked all over the place, just like what Chen He said about Yunchuan. If someone is afraid of heights, they probably don't dare to go up.

You Chunshan held his cheeks and was pushed by Yu Chaoyun until he reached the edge of the upper hanging street.

"The dangerous building is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. I dare not raise my voice, for fear of frightening the people in heaven. ”

The young man from the East China Sea suddenly looked up at the sky with some orange light above his head, and said with a sigh.

Although Yu Chaoyun didn't know why You Chunshan was talking about such a thing, he also looked up at the heavenly dome curiously, and said softly: "Is there really a heavenly person?" ”

You Chunshan glanced at the young man on the side, who was standing there calmly with an umbrella. You Chunshan then turned his head again, looked at Yu Chaoyun, who had released his wheelchair and stood on the other side with the sword box on his back, and said seriously: "Of course there is, I have seen it." ”

Maybe he once laughed and stroked his dog's head, saying that it was good, and now you can live forever.

Yu Chaoyun probably didn't believe it, but just looked at the place where the sky was gradually falling towards the dusk, and said with a sigh: "No wonder Your Majesty said that the twilight of the world is not tired of seeing that day." ”

There is no explanation.

It's just that I really can't get tired of watching it.

However, looking at it, this Qingtian Dao girl looked a little strange, and suddenly looked down at the back of her hand that was on the guardrail.

There seemed to be a flake of snow on it, but it was rapidly melting.

This Qingtian Dao girl subconsciously looked at the young uncle beside her.

The snowstorm under the juvenile umbrella, although not everyone knows about it.

It's just that.

It's just that the South Island of the East China Sea has begun to have a reputation for fine snow jian, which is probably not a hidden thing.

She thought it was this uncle who drew his sword.

It just didn't.

The boy under the umbrella, the boy under the umbrella who couldn't see the rain and snow in the world, also lowered his head and looked at a piece of fine snow that had been blown under the umbrella.

Twilight snow in the world.

It's just that this seems to be an illusion of teenagers and girls, although the end of June represents the beginning of autumn in the world.

However, even north of Huai'an, there will be no wind and snow.

Unless it's extremely high ground.

Is Huaidu tall?

It's high, of course, but it's not close to snow.

You Chunshan, who was a little hindsight, also saw a piece of fine snow falling on the wheelchair, but when he looked up, it was clear that there was nothing.

This young man from the East China Sea also looked at the South Island.

After all, Yu Chaoyun had only heard the name of the fine snow sword.

However, You Chunshan saw the birth of the name of the fine snow sword with his own eyes under the cliff of the East China Sea.

The young man stood on the bank of the stream, facing the questions of those sword cultivation in the East China Sea, and said the word fine snow very calmly.

Nandao, of course, knew that the two were watching themselves.

The young man under the umbrella just calmly flipped his hand over, shook off the snowflakes that had not yet had time to melt, and said softly, "It has nothing to do with me." ”

In fact, at this moment, those people in the entire Huaidu all raised their heads in surprise and looked at the sky, as if everyone felt the falling snow.

It's just that.

Just looking up, the day was twilight, and there was no sign of heavy snow coming.

The three of them watched on the hanging street for a long time, but Nandao seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly pulled out the parrot island after himself.

Yu Chaoyun and You Chunshan on the side looked at this young uncle in confusion.

The young man just squinted his eyes and quietly looked at the sword intent on the sword that was slowly fading.

It took a long time before he put the sword back with a complicated expression, looked up at the sky, and said softly, "Maybe the grass died for the firefly." ”

Yu Chaoyun listened to the name and stood there a little dazed.

It's just that You Chunshan on the side showed a very surprised look.

"Uncle Shi is not joking?"

This young man from the East China Sea is indeed a little difficult to accept such a thing.

Although he had only seen the young man in green clothes once, he had seen more things.

Nandao was a little lost in his heart, and did not answer You Chunshan's question, but just stood there quietly, looking at the sky for a long time.