Nie Donglai pursed his lips and said, "What can't you say? Isn't this a well-known thing?"

Although Nie Donglai's only memory did not exist such a strange person and rumors about him, since Mu Guitian was able to tell him these things in public in such a grand and unobtrusive manner, it means that this matter is not a secret, since it is not a secret, then there is nothing worth concealing, he can't understand why Mu Guitian refused to tell him the name of this strange person? Could it be that his name really has some mystery?

He couldn't figure it out.

Mu Guitian frowned slightly, and said with a little cry and laughter: "I mean you can't say ......."

He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Nie Donglai's words, "Then forget it, don't talk about it! Let's talk about something else." ”

Mu Guitian has once again emphasized that it is impossible to say, then it is inconvenient for him to force it, what kind of person he was before, Nie Donglai does not know, and he does not remember, but after six years of Buddhist edification, he is not an unreasonable person now, on the contrary, he is now a person who follows fate in everything. Everyone has their own secrets, since Mu Guitian doesn't want to say it, it means that he has his own reason not to say it, whether it is for his own reasons or because of that strange person, Nie Donglai believes that if fate comes, even if he doesn't ask, Mu Guitian will tell himself exactly what, and at that time, he will naturally know everything from beginning to end.

Looking at the delicacies in front of him, Nie Donglai suddenly felt a little troubled in his heart, and sighed: "Since Xijian Street is also the main street of Shengxuan City, and it was also very prosperous for a while, is it possible that since the disappearance of Jian Gongzi, no one has taken care of Xijian Street anymore? Then why are Dongtian Street and Changsheng Street still as prosperous as ever?"

He didn't understand this very much, and he couldn't figure it out, if it was said that Xijian Street was not taken care of by the people of the [Netherworld Inspector History], it would not be reasonable, after all, Shengxuan City was controlled by the [Netherworld Inspector History], just like Tiansheng Street and Changsheng Street, although the [Holy Pen Xuanjian] and Baili Changsheng also disappeared from the rivers and lakes, but Tiansheng Street and Changsheng Street did not maintain their original prosperity, and they did not seem to be affected, and they were still impassable, surrounded by mountains and seas, but if it is said that Xijian Street is still composed of [Netherworld Inspector History] After all, it used to be as prosperous as Tiansheng Street and Changsheng Street, and they were on a par with each other, but now they have become sparsely populated and as few as the morning star, which is too much to say, even if the standard of the people who took care of Xijian Street was too poor later, then with the situation of the [Netherworld Supervision History] full of talents, wouldn't it be easy to change people to take care of it?

Mu Guitian also sighed, and said with some interest: "Although the sword boy has disappeared from the rivers and lakes, he is not extinct in the real sense, so Xijian Street is still taken care of by him, but he has rarely paid attention to it over the years and let it develop, so Xijian Street has gradually evolved into today's situation, and the other people in the [Nether Supervision History] have never interfered in the affairs of Xijian Street." ”

I don't know if his sigh was because of the withering of Xijian Street, or because Nie Donglai misinterpreted his meaning.

Nie Donglai listened to the clouds, and he didn't understand the meaning of Mu Guitian's words, and said with doubts: "What does this mean? Doesn't it mean that Jian Gongzi has disappeared from the rivers and lakes? Then how can he still take care of Xijian Street?"

A person who disappeared into the rivers and lakes is still taking care of Xijian Street, how does this sound a little incomprehensible, after speaking, Nie Donglai subconsciously raised the wine bowl in his hand and drank a big sip of the daughter drunk in the bowl.

"Ahem......"

As soon as he took a bite of his stomach, Nie Donglai immediately felt a hot sensation in his throat, and even his stomach was filled with a hot feeling, as if he was burning, and for a while, his breathing became a little difficult, and his tears were as if they had been smoked by thick smoke, and he couldn't stop flowing down, choking and coughing violently, and he realized that what he was holding was wine, not water.

"When you first start drinking, you have to drink slowly, it's easy to choke!"

Mu Guitian glanced at him, kindly prompted, and then said: "Jian Gongzi has actually been in Shengxuan City all along, and the reason why he chose to hide in the rivers and lakes, put everything out of the way, and ignore it is because of a woman. ”

What Mu Guitian didn't know was that in fact, he and Nie Donglai had already met Ouyang Zui himself, but at that time, Ouyang Zui was in the dark and did not show up.

"A woman?"

After a while, Nie Donglai felt much more comfortable, after the feeling of choking, he obviously felt that there was a kind of sweetness with a faint fragrance in his mouth, that is the taste of drunkenness, more is too much, less is too little, just no more, no less, just right, this is a feeling that he has never had, even the spleen, stomach and mind are comfortable, no wonder it can make Mu Guitian unforgettable, this feeling is really wonderful.

Mu Guitian nodded and said: "A woman he loves deeply, but it is a pity that the woman died in the end, and the two of them finally failed to stay together, since then, the whole person of the sword boy has changed, he is no longer the white-clothed young man who admired the people in the rivers and lakes inexplicably, gentle, and Yushu is in the wind, and he is no longer the sword boy who made the enemy fearful, panicked, and even frightened, he has become a complete drunkard, drunk all day long, drunk like mud, and even often drunk and paralyzed on the streets, making himself not a person, a ghost or a ghost, and over time faded out of people's sight. ”

As he spoke, Mu Guitian's voice also changed, becoming a little heavy, he had neither the experience of a sword master, nor a woman he loved deeply, let alone why a woman would hit him so hard, that he could not even want his own past.

He was supposed to be an eagle soaring in the sky, but by accident he became a depressed chick in a cage.

"Maybe everyone who loses their loved ones will become like that!"

Nie Donglai didn't know what kind of experience it was, at least he didn't have a beloved, and he hadn't experienced the same thing himself, so he didn't know how deep the pain in Jian Gongzi's heart was at that time, but he could imagine that Jian Gongzi at that time must have been like a dead heart, otherwise, he would not have fallen into such a field.

Nie Donglai shook the wine bowl in his hand, and the amber wine in the bowl also swayed, and suddenly, he saw his face from the shaking wine, it was a bitter gourd face with frowning brows, as if he was meditating, Nie Donglai was suddenly startled, "Is this face really himself?"

He stabilized the wine bowl in his hand, calmed the level of wine in the bowl, and looked intently, and the reflection in the bowl was indeed his cheek.