In the early morning, the sun shines on the small courtyard of the bamboo forest.

In the late autumn and early winter seasons, the entire courtyard is shivering with cold winds, and only a bamboo bush in the corner of the wall is still verdant when everything is sluggish.

The bamboo leaves still carry the white frost of the night, and the cold color fades little by little under the warm sun, and finally turns into a drop of morning dew hanging on the leaves.

When the light passes through the water droplets, it faintly leaves a different rainbow color.

Today is a rare good weather in the autumn breeze, and people can't help but find a deck chair and take a nap in the soft sunshine.

There was a creak, and the door was left and right.

Nanji, dressed in black, walked out, looking up and squinting, enjoying the warm feeling of the sun falling on his body.

"It's a really nice day......

He stood in the sunlight and took a long time to get used to it before he opened his eyes.

I saw the green bamboo in the corner of the wall, the little morning dew on the bamboo leaves, and the many birds on the eaves of the green tiles, all with their wings flapped, as if they were also basking in the sun.

"It's rare to see so many birds, and today are you running out to bask in the sun?"

Nan Er took two steps forward and came to the center of the courtyard, and subconsciously touched his waist with his right hand, but it was empty.

He waved his hand a little uncomfortably.

He was supposed to have the long black sheath knife that never left his waist at his waist, but he hadn't seen his own knife since he returned.

took revenge at Sima's house before, but then the inexplicable evil was brought back by Xia Zhicicada, and he found the old monk to drive away his evil spirit for a few days, but he never went to find the knife.

Perhaps, not.

The back-pattern knife was the ancestral treasure of the Nangong family, but it was also because of it that it brought disaster to the Nangong family, and in the end, only Nan Er and the knife remained.

After Nan Er escaped from home, he always kept the knife on his side, and his father repeatedly asked him that the knife was his life. But for Nan Er when he was young, that knife was just a tool for revenge, and if it could be exchanged, he would rather use that knife in exchange for the lives of everyone in the Nangong family.

Now that the revenge of the Nangong family has been avenged, it seems that he has nothing to be nostalgic for, if he loses the knife, he will lose it, it has completed its mission.

The Nangong family is gone, and the reverse pattern knife that represents the highest forging skill of the Nangong family is gone.

It's just that as a swordsman, the absence of his own saber makes Nan Er a little uncomfortable.

In fact, it is not only that he has no knife, but that he has no purpose in life. The reason why he practiced martial arts hard in the first half of his life and swung his sword desperately was just for the word revenge.

Now that the goal has been achieved, he is still very young, and the road ahead is still very long, how should he live in the future?

Nanji has been very confused recently, he has no goal, and he doesn't know which direction to go.

He turned his head and looked at the door not far from his house, it was Xia Zhiciao's house, the door was closed, and he didn't know if anyone was there.

Xia Zhician is very busy, not recently, but since he regained consciousness after playing Nan Er, he has rarely been able to see him, often going out early in the morning and coming back very late.

In Jiangcheng's affairs, Nan Er knew that he couldn't help at all. No matter how powerful he is, he is just a chivalrous man, he is not afraid of fighting people, but fighting demons and monsters, he will not work.

So although he wanted to talk to someone in his heart, he didn't want to disturb Xia Zhicicada.

Nan Er is not a withdrawn person, his personality should be very cheerful since he was a child, but maybe it is really his bad character, and anyone who treats him well will be unlucky.

His home is gone, and the master who finally raised him has passed away, and then he will deliberately keep his distance from others when he walks the rivers and lakes, not because he is withdrawn, but because he has to go to loneliness.

After that, he met Xia Zhicicada, the first time he saw such a shameless person who came over to make friends with him, and he couldn't beat or scold.

But it's amazing, after traveling with Xia Zhicicada, although he encountered more strange things, he was a lot happier, maybe it was much better to have friends with him than to wander alone.

Fluttering –

The birds on the eaves seemed to have received some instructions, and they spread their wings and flew high, and almost in the blink of an eye, the birds that had been crowded on the roof flew into the sky, and quickly disappeared from view.

What the hell is this?

With a squeak, the door was pushed open.

Xia Zhician yawned, rubbed his eyes and walked out, he wore a black and white robe that he hadn't worn for a long time, and he put on a golden crown on his head again.

"Hah—it's a nice day."

He first saw the warm sunshine, subconsciously squinted his eyes, and then saw Nan Er standing in the courtyard basking in the sun.

"Yo, morning."

"Hmm...... Didn't you sleep all night? ”

Nan Er looked at Xia Zhicicada, who was obviously still very tired, and asked in some surprise.

Xia Zhician just shook his head and didn't speak, he walked in front of Nan Er, scratched his head and thought for a while before he suddenly realized.

"By the way, I almost forgot about it."

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled something out of his right sleeve robe.

It was a long knife with a black sheath.

Nan Er's eyes widened, the knife he thought he had lost was actually in Xia Zhiciao's sleeve robe all along.

"Take it......"

Xia Zhician looked at Nan Er, who was a little surprised and hesitant, he first frowned, and then directly stuffed it into the latter's hand.

Nan Er once again grasped the handle of the long knife that he was extremely familiar with, and he even felt that this knife was originally a part of himself, and there was a feeling of blood connection.

Buzz –

The knife was still in its sheath, and it had already let out a long roar.

The man rubbed the handle of the knife a few times, as if to greet an old friend he hadn't seen in years, and then tapped his fingers lightly.

Sa - the blade is three inches out of the sheath, and the white light shines on the face.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this knife seems to be more comfortable to use than before.

Nan Er didn't know, but Xia Zhician didn't say much. When Nan Er entered the evil qi before, it was with this knife, so an indescribable connection was born between the two, even if the evil qi in Nan Er's body was removed, but this connection was still there.

"Xia Zhicicada, or ...... Take this knife. ”

Nan Er handed the knife in front of Xia Zhiciao, and there was reluctance and relief in his eyes. This knife is of little use to him now, but Xia Zhician has been doing some things that he can't help recently, at least this knife can help a little.

"Huh? Your precious knife is willing to lend me ......"

Xia Zhician blinked his eyes, obviously feeling that Nan Er was emotionally wrong, but he didn't ask anything, but shrugged his shoulders:

"It's a pity that we have a rule that we are not allowed to wear weapons. The rule left by the ancestors said that even demons and monsters must leave them a way to live, and they can't be killed all. ”

Nan Er just said "oh", and then put the knife back, his face obviously a little lonely.

Syllable!

Xia Zhician patted him on the shoulder, then grabbed his neck and walked outside:

"Let's go, it's rare that I'm free today, let's find a place to drink."

"Okay......"

"It's a pity that you're a knife, if it were a sword, I might have taken it."

"I know, your swordsmanship is very good."

"No, because of something else...... In short, I owe Jiang Qin a sword, and I still think about compensating her. ”

Jiang Qin...... Female? ”

At this time, Nan Er was interested, and he stared at Xia Zhician with wide eyes, but the latter avoided his gaze a little embarrassed.

"Xia Zhicicada, your ...... on a horse"

"Go, go, what's it to do with you!"

Xia Zhician let go of the hand that had been holding Nan Er, and then was dragged by Nan Er's backhand, and posted it with a curious face:

"Are you ...... with that woman?"

"It's not! No! How can you be a big man like a woman with a long tongue? ”

"Hey, hey, you're so reactive, it seems that I guessed right, you ...... with her"

Nan Er pointed to Xia Zhicicada's nose, with a smile that was all in his words, how cheap that smile was in Xia Zhicicada's eyes.

"Nope! Nothing! Don't guess here...... Let's go, can't I ask you to drink? ”

Xia Zhician actually deliberately shifted Nan Er's attention to other places, but as long as he was an ordinary individual, he had an inexplicable curiosity about this kind of scandal.

"Don't be in a hurry to drink, if you drink your favorite wine......"

Nan Er didn't look at the road in front of him, anyway, he just walked forward casually, and deliberately turned his head and kept looking at Xia Zhiciao's face, it was really rare to see him embarrassed.

"Fuck off! I see that you have itchy skin, looking for a cut, I invite you to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots! ”

Xia Zhicicada was indeed a little annoyed and angry.

"Hahahaha...... Our Xia Daling Officer also knows that I'm embarrassed. It seems that that woman should not be an ordinary person. ”

Nan Er is playful, and the more the other party dodges, the more he asks:

"What do you look like? Your vision is very high, that woman is not a fairy in the sky, she has to be Chang'e in the moon......"

"That's pretty much it."

Regarding Jiang Qin's appearance, Xia Zhician thought that he was really impeccable, and he was shocked when he met for the first time. But fortunately, he has perennial experience in subduing demons and subduing demons, and he has seen a lot of those enchanting and gorgeous monsters, and he still has resistance to beautiful women.

"Yo yo yo, you said you were fat and you were still panting. If it's really a fairy Chang'e, people can look at you? ”

Nan Er's face was disdainful, and he almost smashed his fist with a lack of beating.

"I stepped on the horse...... What's wrong with me, I'm not worthy of a fairy, we are also handsome and dashing, and ......"

Xia Zhician boasted shamelessly.

"Phew! Look at yourself, you haven't looked like a monkey yet......"

Nanji said mockingly.

"Then you don't look good as a wild dog!"

Xia Zhician immediately fought back.

Nanji: "Phew! ”

Xia Zhicicada: "Phew! ”

The pedestrians on both sides of the street looked at the two sons and brothers who were scolding while walking on the road with different faces, obviously they were all very handsome men. It's just that the one in front is a little more resolute and heroic, and the one in the back is a little more dashing and dusty.

Now both of them are scolding each other in a playful tone that is extremely inconsistent with their own image.

Countless foul language is flying all over the sky.

After walking for a long time, it was obvious that they were going to drink, but the two of them scolded so hard that they didn't look at where they were going, until Nan Er suddenly stopped, and Xia Zhician stopped.

Nan Er raised his head with complicated eyes and looked at the already somewhat desolate courtyard of the mansion in front of him.

The most familiar road in the world is the way home.