When Nie Donglai woke up, he found himself lying on a bed that was not very soft.

Turning his head to look at the layout of the room, Nie Donglai found that this was not a luxurious house, there were two beds side by side in the house, a square table, and four round pillar stools of the same size were placed around the square table, which were carved with exquisite floral patterns, the material of the table and stool was not particularly good, the square table was a simple tea set, and the window was opposite the bed, the carving was also exquisite, the position of the square table was just in front of the window, and the door was on the left hand side of the window, which was simple but not heavy.

The whole room is filled with a faint fragrance, giving people a simple and elegant feeling.

Obviously, they should be in an inn now, although Nie Donglai didn't know what happened after he fell unconscious, he was one thing sure that he was sent to the inn by Mu Guitian, a fat man.

At this time, Mu Guitian was sitting at the square table in front of the window, motionless, he was still holding the Longquan Sword from Nie Donglai in his hand, frowning from time to time, as if he was observing the long sword, and as if he was thinking about other things.

His expression looked a little solemn in the light of the room, but he was very engaged.

He didn't notice until Nie Donglai slowly sat up, got out of bed, and walked lightly to his side.

"What are you thinking?

Nie Donglai pulled a round stool, sat down beside him, and asked.

"Hey!"

Mu Guitian sighed suddenly, then got up and pushed open the window, cast his eyes on the stars and lights in the distance, and said, "You can be regarded as awake." ”

The night is already very deep.

However, the lights of the city were still bright, and the pedestrians on the streets had not diminished in the slightest, as if they were born to be part of this rare and peaceful night.

The shy moon loomed, exuding a soft light, for fear of disturbing the Yaxing of these wanderers in the middle of the night.

Nie Donglai nodded and said, "Yes, I finally woke up, I've been in a coma for a long time, right?"

Mu Guitian said: "It's not too long, it's only four or five hours." ”

Then he turned around and asked, "What happened, and why did you suddenly fall unconscious?"

This is a question that has always existed in his heart, although the old man told him that Nie Donglai was in a coma before he came because he received some stimulation, but he couldn't figure it out, before, Nie Donglai was obviously the same as himself, and he just stayed in the square for a while, and he had not been in contact with anyone, how could he be stimulated?

Nie Donglai's gaze crossed him, looked into the darkness farther out the window, and whispered, "I only saw something I shouldn't have seen." ”

The scene of the battle between the Holy Pen Xuan Sword and the Five Demons came to his mind, his stubborn and calm face, and his inadvertent flash of worry, and the last time he was pierced through the chest by the sword of the old Changxiao.

As soon as he thought of this, there was no colicing in his heart, and his mood was a little inexplicably irritable.

"Something that shouldn't have been seen?"

Mu Guitian frowned and said, "What is it?"

Nie Donglai said in a deep voice: "It should be some past events of the Holy Pen Xuanjian. ”

Mu Guitian exclaimed, "The past of the Holy Pen Xuan Sword, where did you see it?"

He couldn't help but be surprised, Nie Donglai had always been with him, why could he see these things, but he didn't find anything?

Nie Donglai sorted out his thoughts a little, and did not answer him, but asked rhetorically: "Do you know who carved that statue in the square?"

Although Mu Guitian didn't know why he asked like this, he still replied truthfully: "According to rumors, it seems to be the [Netherworld Inspector History]. ”

Nie Donglai's expression froze and said, "No wonder!"

Mu Guitian said: "What's wrong?

Nie Donglai said: "It's nothing, it's just that they used some special method to carve the past of the Holy Pen Xuan Sword into the statue together." ”

Mu Guitian was shocked and said, "How is this possible? Is there really such a magical secret method in this world?

This kind of thing is really shocking, he has never heard of it before.

Nie Donglai smiled bitterly and said, "Not only do you find it hard to believe, but if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard for me to believe that there is such a strange thing in the world." ”

Mu Guitian said: "You mean to say that you saw the past of the Holy Pen Xuan Sword in the statue in the square?"

Nie Donglai nodded and said, "Yes, although in that picture he is not called Saint Pen Xuanjian, but Nie Chengfeng, but I have compared that he is the same person as the person on the statue." In other words, Nie Chengfeng is the Holy Pen Xuan Sword, and the Holy Pen Xuan Sword is Nie Chengfeng. ”

Mu Guitian was puzzled: "Nie Chengfeng, it turns out that his name is Nie Chengfeng, but why have I never heard of the name Nie Chengfeng?"

Nie Donglai said: "This matter is indeed a bit strange, since the Holy Pen Xuan Sword is called Nie Chengfeng, then it is impossible that no one will know his real name, after all, he was once the most shining star in the martial arts." ”

Mu Guitian said: "There must be something strange about this matter, no, I will write to ask the old man of my family when I turn around." ”

Nie Donglai raised his hand slightly, and said: "Don't worry, and even if you ask, there will be no result, think about it, if he wanted to tell you, he would have told you a long time ago, so why wait until now?"

Mu Guitian hurriedly said, "Then what do you say?"

Nie Donglai said: "This matter still depends on us to investigate, and I have another intuition, I always feel that Nie Chengfeng has some inexplicable involvement with me, and I don't know if it's my delusion." ”

Mu Guitian was stunned for a moment, and half-jokingly said: "Could he be your relative, right?" Think about it, his surname is Nie, and it just so happens that your surname is also Nie. ”

Nie Donglai said: "It's not that this possibility is impossible. ”

Mu Guitian shook his head again, and said with some disappointment: "But how is this possible? If you are really his descendant, how can you fall into such a field?"

Although at first he thought that both of them were surnamed Nie, maybe there would really be a trace of involvement, but after thinking about it, he put this possibility behind him again, what a powerful character is the Holy Pen Xuanjian? That is a sacred figure who dominates an era, and stands out among all living beings in his era, if Nie Donglai is really his descendant, how can he let his descendants lose their memory?

Nie Dong laughed at himself and said, "What you said is not unreasonable!"

Mu Guitian was just about to praise him for having a little self-knowledge, but he said stubbornly: "But I still think that there is some kind of relationship between me and him." ”

"It's good if you're happy!"

Mu Guitian only thought he was talking nonsense.

Nie Dong turned his head back and forth, stared into his eyes, and said, "I'm serious." ”

Mu Guitian said: "It's probably because you're too tired during this time. ”

He could see that Nie Donglai was not lying, but what could that mean? This is obviously impossible.

Nie Dong came to see Mu Guitian and didn't believe himself at all, and said, "I'm really not joking. ”

Although he also felt a little strange in his heart, he trusted his instincts and would not appear for no reason.

Mu Guitian smiled slightly and said, "I know, you better rest early, and talk about everything when you wake up." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Nie Donglai to the bed where he had been lying before, and then threw himself on another bed and fell asleep.

After tossing Nie Donglai on his back for half a night, he was indeed a little tired.