Many people will say that once you set foot on a road, you can't turn back.

It may sound like an excuse, but when you think about it, it's just an excuse.

From active to passive, he complained bitterly that he was forced to be helpless and could not turn back, so he would make a wrong step and make a wrong step.

It's just the road, you can turn back if you want to, and it's never too late.

Xu Changan walked on Yangguan, and another narrow road did not disappear, it was still in the distance.

The boy took the first step with apprehension and anxiety in his arms, not knowing whether he should turn back at this time.

Because he doesn't know what's ahead of him, and he doesn't know if the other road will be better, in fact, even a fool can know which path is better, but whether it's a façade or not, if you don't walk it, no one will know.

The path beneath his feet hadn't changed much, and he hadn't sunk deeper or deeper.

There is no picture of stepping out of the world and turning it upside down and turning it into a cage and trapping it deeply, nor is there a heavy and weak legs as if they were in heavy shackles.

Xu Changan took another step forward with puzzlement, and there was still no change.

Even the breeze blowing on the body has a very comfortable feeling.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief and began to swagger forward.

The road ahead was still wide and full of light, and after a short journey he came across a young child.

The boy hid his face and cried, trembling all over, and kept muttering that there were still ghosts and monsters rampant in the daytime.

Hearing the word ghost, Xu Changan suddenly shook, looked up at the sun that had gradually risen in the sky, and was a little puzzled if it could really be haunted in broad daylight?

With the mentality of asking a question, I stepped forward to ask but did not receive an answer.

The child, perhaps frightened, seemed to be unable to hear his own words, and was so anxious to hide his face and cry.

Xu Changan had no choice but to hold the black sword with both hands and walk forward tentatively.

If there really is a ghost, can this black sword be cut by itself? Even if it does, this sword will not be cut without a blade, right?

Xu Changan glanced down at the black sword and thought like this.

Regardless of whether you can cut it or not, it's good to prepare.

As I walked step by step, a village appeared in front of me.

The boy began to breathe a sigh of relief, where there is a village, there are people, and there should be no such thing in a crowded place.

Thinking of this, Xu Changan was even more puzzled, since there were ghosts, why did this child run outside the village alone and cry?

There was nothing unusual in the village, except that it was supposed to be morning, so most of the people were still resting at home, and the more industrious ones were already rising from the roofs of their houses.

Seeing those cooking smokes, Xu Changan couldn't help but think of the chimney in his house, and Yang Hejiu seemed to have said that he would help him modify it.

But now they are going to be separated.

Thinking of this, the young man shook his head and told himself not to dwell too much on this kind of thing, there is no reason for people to always stay by his side, and he must always do what he has to do.

And it's not that we can't see each other again, I want to go to the capital, and the spiritual academy is also in the capital, so it shouldn't be too difficult to meet.

Xu Changan nodded slightly, and then cheered up, clenching the black sword and looking around left and right as he walked.

I didn't see anything, but I did hear a burst of horror.

The boy began to contract violently from the top of his head to his feet.

If you use it to describe that sound, it's like the wind passing through a crack in a door.

......

No, isn't that the sound of the wind blowing through the cracks in the doors and windows?

Xu Changan frowned slightly, carefully felt the wind around him, and found that the bursts of terrifying sounds did change with the strength of the wind.

The young man couldn't help but be speechless for a while, what is the matter with this road? Doesn't the boy know the sound of the wind?

Raise your feet and walk in the direction of the terrifying sound, naturally not just the sound of the wind.

The sound of the wind can scare children into crying, but it is unreasonable to say that they can cry and at the same time scare them to run outside the village to cry.

With the sound of the wind, he did see a red ghostly mass on the edge of a pond outside a courtyard.

What the hell in broad daylight?

Naturally, he didn't dare to go to inspect it, so he had to run quickly.

As he ran, he looked back and found that he had not chased after him and slowly put down his steps.

I can't help but despise the slacker in my heart!

I felt a burst of horror along the way, and I didn't dare to think about it carefully.

When he walked towards the village with the black sword in his hand, he thought a lot about how to deal with it, but when he really saw it, he found that the responses he thought in his heart were far less simple than running away.

As it turned out, it was not tainted with anything unpleasant.

I don't know how far I went, but I was already out of the village.

But I saw a man running towards him.

In the wild, a young child in the face of this kind of picture is absolutely fake to say that he is not afraid in his heart, but at a cursory glance, the man's clothes are in tatters, and there are obvious scratches on the tattered clothes.

Is there any need for such an embarrassed man to be afraid?

Of course!

A man can fall into such a field, and you can imagine what kind of terrifying things are happening ahead.

Xu Changan wanted to run away, but suddenly thought that this picture seemed to be somewhat familiar.

In my heart, I unconsciously thought of a short and fat man who was holding a flat shoulder all day long in Sifang City, and then thought of the claws of the kind little lady, and gradually dispelled the idea of turning around and running.

The man was still shouting hoarsely and the like of a tigress while running, like the picture of the short and fat man running wildly around the city with a flat pole.

So Xu Changan did not retreat, if there is really a tiger in front of you, how do you know that it is a female?

Unless you're going to touch the tiger's ass!

Xu Changan only needed to stabilize his mind a little before he knew that this must be a domestic violence.

Sure enough, a fierce woman waving her claws chased after her from a distance, panting, and the chase between the husband and wife was several miles away.

Xu Changan then walked forward, thinking about what happened on this road as he went.

Wangshulou is teaching me to do things?

No, no, Wangshulou is not my father, there is no reason to do this.

Thinking of his own father, the young man was even more angry, and even his footsteps were a little angry.

The road is far from over, and he doesn't know when it will end, but all he can do is move forward.

Thousands of miles have been traveled, how long can you have this bridge?

I don't know how many villages I have walked through, and I don't know how many shops I have passed.

In a ridge at the entrance of a village, I heard the sound of a child shivering, muttering about eating a child or something.

Xu Changan didn't care if the other party could hear it, and said angrily at that party: "Eat your sister, get out!"

Another woman came out of the village angrily carrying a stick and asked Xu Changan if he had seen a child.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Xu Chang'an's mouth, and he pouted with his face and seemed to ignore it, but his finger pointed diagonally twice towards the ridge.

Listening to the screams coming from behind, Xu Changan was in a good mood.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't whistle, he would have to gloat.

In a good mood, his steps began to speed up, and after he didn't know how far he had traveled, he came to a stone bridge.

The stone bridge was somewhat familiar, but there was no gray footprint, so he was not sure if it was the one in front of Wangshu Tower.

In front of the bridge, an old man dressed in gray sat casually on the ground.

This picture itself is very strange, but what is even more strange is that Xu Changan can't see the old man's face, not that the old man bows his head or covers his face with his hands to block Xu Changan's vision.

Just can't see it, no face?

Somehow, even if he couldn't see his face, he didn't know the old man, but Xu Changan inexplicably felt that the old man should be amazing.

The encounters along the way were full of unreasonableness, Xu Changan was probably able to judge in his heart, and he didn't fear anything from the beginning.

Looking at the stone bridge, I guessed that after crossing this bridge, it should be considered a clearance.

The old man knocked on the sign beside him, but did not speak.

With his movements, I still can't see his face, and I can't see the expression on his face.

Xu Changan followed his movements and found that the sign had the word "dangerous bridge" written on it.

The sign is not inconspicuous, on the contrary, as long as you are not blind, you will definitely be able to see it.

It's just that Xu Chang'an's eyes have been trying to find out where the old man's face is, so he didn't notice the existence of the warning sign.

Seeing this, Xu Changan began to fall into deep thought.

The danger of walking up the bridge is certainly not incomprehensible.

So his musings are in other ways.

A faceless old man can see himself, so can he hear himself?

Thinking of this, Xu Changan opened his mouth and asked tentatively, "What do you mean?"

"I don't even understand what the bridge means? "The old man doesn't have a good airway.

......

It seems that he can still hear himself talking, but the purpose of Xu Changan's question has been completely diverted by the old man's words.

"What I asked is what do you mean by sitting here!" Xu Changan said angrily.

"Of course, in case someone doesn't understand what the dangerous bridge means. ”

......

This is definitely a mockery, but Xu Changan is obviously not in the mood to worry about these things with a faceless old man.

Maybe judging from the way the other party speaks, he doesn't look like a bad person, so even if he can't see his face, Xu Changan is not afraid.

Following the appearance of the other party, he sat down cross-legged, and the black sword was placed horizontally in front of his knee and asked, "Then what should I do if I want to cross the bridge?"

The old man laughed and said, "There are many roads, and the bridge is not the only one, just change it when you can't cross it." ”

Knowing that the old man was laughing, of course, it was not that Xu Changan saw the old face, but judging by the voice, the other party should indeed be laughing.

Xu Changan sneered: "Heh, I know that you want me to go back and choose another path! That road is not easy to walk at first glance, and a fool will choose it!"

......

The old man scratched his head and pointed not far away, where he could clearly hear the sound of his teeth sucking.

"Hiss~ When did Lao Tzu let you turn back!"

Looking in the direction of his finger, he saw that another bridge had indeed been improvised in the distance.