What if it is a human being and not a human being?

Is it possible for people to be free?

When the young man who was still bound under the umbrella returned to the Sword Cliff with the peach blossom, the woman in the white dress still did not come back.

Perhaps because there was a human majesty in the Jingsi Lake, Nandao did not go to the lake under the cliff again, but just stood there for a long time, and then took the peach blossom to the town under the cliff.

It's just that he didn't expect that after walking far in the town, he saw a white-clothed sword cultivator sitting in a noodle shop.

Zhang Xiaoyu, who passed through the town several times later and did not enter, this time for some reason, he finally stayed.

The shopkeeper didn't know where.

But in front of Zhang Xiaoyu was a bowl of noodles, poured with fiery chili oil, decorated with chopped green onions, and some shredded meat.

Nandao doesn't remember when he ate noodles by himself, whether the noodles in it were so rich.

But at least, he probably couldn't be a sword cultivator, but he could sit inside and eat noodles in a grand manner.

The boy stood there with his umbrella in his hand, and watched in silence for a long time before slowly walking towards it.

Although he had no eyes, the white-clothed sword cultivator, who was extremely good at listening to the wind, sat there quietly.

When the boy lifted the curtain and walked in, he said to the back kitchen.

"Add another bowl of noodles, and my junior brother will eat it too."

Wang Xiaoer poked his head out of it and silently looked at the young man with the negative sword holding the peach blossom holding the umbrella, but this time he didn't say anything and drilled back again.

There was the sound of noodles in the pot.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head to face the young man who was standing at the table and smiled softly.

"Senior brother, you can pay."

The white-clothed sword cultivator smiled slightly.

It's like the spring of one thousand and three years.

"Not only in March there is no money, but also in October."

Nandao was silent for a moment, squeezing a good word out of his throat.

So I sat down.

In October, the sea breeze came through the cloud cliffs and blew silently.

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head away, perhaps looking at the town, just like in October last year.

Maybe I'm just listening to some rumors of things and people.

"Master asked me to kill you."

The white-clothed sword cultivator opened his mouth very suddenly.

"You said it."

Nan Dao said calmly, looking at the bowl of noodles in front of Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Do you know who my master is?"

"Li Shanhe."

"No, his name is Le Chaotian."

The young man's calm from the beginning of walking into the noodle shop was finally broken, and he raised his head and looked deeply at this white-clothed sword cultivator.

"He's not a good guy. Me neither. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu said calmly.

"We've all killed a lot of people, but the blood he brought to the world is far away from the wind - that was many years ago. The withering of the Sword Sect's talents is not only the credit of my senior brother alone. ”

"Sometimes I think that maybe he is not only worried that some people will break that shadow, but also wants my other master to pay some price for the sword that was sent to the years back then—once the whole world was looking at the Sword Sect in the world."

The white-clothed sword cultivator sighed.

"I don't know what he thinks, but if it were me, betraying my master, and doing something afterwards, it would make my heart feel better....."

"Senior brother."

Nandao interrupted Zhang Xiaoyu's words very suddenly.

This white-clothed sword cultivator stopped.

The young man said calmly: "Although I haven't been away from Nanke Town for too long, I have also learned something. ”

"What?"

"The word of the world cannot be listened to and believed.....

Looking at the white-clothed sword cultivator outside the window, he turned his head very suddenly, and there was no angry look on his face, and the tie of the eyeband was blown by the wind and pulled in front of him.

But it was such a scene that made Nandao stop talking.

There was a smile on the corner of Zhang Xiaoyu's lips, and he couldn't tell whether it was sincere or sarcastic.

"You call me Senior Brother, he calls you Senior Brother, who do you prefer to believe?"

Nandao fell silent.

The curtain in the back kitchen was opened, Wang Xiaoer brought a bowl of noodles over, and threw it heavily on the table, the soup spilled, and it looked like a mess on the table.

This shopkeeper still doesn't want to see Jian Xiu.

It's just that in the story of the beginning of the heavy snow, those regrets made him choose to let Zhang Xiaoyu come in.

"I don't want your money."

Wang Xiaoer intervened in the conversation between the two and stood aside with his arms crossed.

"After eating this bowl of noodles, don't do sword cultivation anymore, be my second junior."

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head, faced Wang Xiaoer and said with a slight smile: "Okay." ”

His bowl of noodles was indeed about to get cold.

So this sword cultivator picked up the chopsticks and knocked on it, and didn't argue with Nandao anymore, bowed his head and began to eat noodles in a big gulp.

"Starting from the Lingnan Sword Sect, who told you to kill those people?"

The young man's voice sounded very abruptly.

Zhang Xiaoyu raised his head and inhaled his face, and sighed with satisfaction.

"I don't kill, and someone will. There is more than one Zhang Xiaoyu in the world. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu continued to put the chopsticks into his face, picked up a chopstick, shook the soup, and put it into his mouth.

"And I've killed more than I thought I'd ever thought possible. Jiang Shan Xue, Chen Huaifeng, Chen Qingshan....."

Zhang Xiaoyu sighed as he spoke.

"Look, they are all dead, just when you went to Xiyun Temple, at a certain sea cliff in the East China Sea, I set up a table and played a card game, and deceived many upper realm sword cultivators of the East China Sea Sword Sect to run over......"

When this white-clothed sword cultivator said this, he fell silent and quietly listened to the wind in the noodle shop.

In the end, he still didn't tell the boy some truth-for example, those people actually died at the hands of Li Shi.

And why is Li Shi invincible in the world?

It's something other than a shonen story.

"That's all."

Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his head and continued to eat noodles.

It's just that the next moment, the floor on the table, even the table, was overturned.

The young man reached out and held the peach blossom sword behind him.

Zhang Xiaoyu sat steadily on the stool, facing the young man, and after a while, he threw the chopsticks in his hand on the ground.

"Of course anyone can lift the table, but why are you going to talk about my avenue?"

"South Island. Many people in the world fear you and fear you because you hold an umbrella that the world cannot snoop on, but you have to understand that this is not binding on us people. It can only bind yourself. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu stood up calmly and turned his head to look out the window.

"Speaking of which, there is actually someone who wants me to kill you. His name is Chen Yunxi.

Zhang Xiaoyu stood up and walked towards the outside of the store.

"But it's unfortunate today, my sword is not there, so I'll talk about it later."

Nandao stood there in silence.

Wang Xiaoer looked at the back of the white-clothed sword cultivator with some annoyance.

"Zhang Xiaoyu!"

The white-clothed sword cultivator stopped at the door for a while, and then turned around and said very sincerely: "It's not that I don't talk or not, you also saw this bowl of noodles." ”

"I didn't finish it."