When I woke up in front of the tree, it was already raining outside.

Summer rainstorms come and go.

Like a stream, the rain gathered and flowed down from the bricks and tiles above the eaves, sizzling.

The coolness swept over the village, and the drowsiness in front of the trees suddenly disappeared.

There was only one person left in the hotel shop, and the middle-aged man was drinking silently.

"Awake?"

The middle-aged man didn't raise his head, and said casually.

The tree nodded a little embarrassedly and asked, "That fairy is gone?"

The middle-aged man snorted.

In front of the tree, he was keenly aware of the strange atmosphere and said, "Uncle seems to be in a bad mood. ”

The middle-aged man stretched out on the rocking chair, and said lazily: "It's okay to be a coolie, or I asked for it myself, can I not be angry." ”

Without giving the young man a chance to continue to ask, the man looked at the sky, as if he remembered something, and waved his hand casually and said: "I used to think it was still far away, but now I can almost say it, there is a broken place in the small bottle continent in the north There is a sword pavilion, far away from here, the place is not famous but not small, if you want to practice swords, go there, just mention the word Lu Shen, it should be your reward for helping me all these years." ”

The man paused, and then said: "Of course, you can also go to the three continents to sharpen yourself, where there is danger, as long as you don't die, you can get ahead." ”

The tree was stunned.

For a young man like him who had a lot of respect for a third-rate sect in a small town outside the mountains, he didn't understand what the Sword Pavilion meant on the entire continent.

He just felt that the middle-aged man who was serious at this time was a little different, and the spirit of the whole person had completely changed, and there was an indescribable meaning on his cheeks.

Very decent, very vicissitudes, very.... Immortal.

Unfortunately, the next moment, the boy retracted his thoughts.

The middle-aged man turned his head suddenly, returned to his shameless state, grinned and said, "What, it's better to give me back the wooden sword, there is nothing else in the Sword Pavilion, the sword pipe is enough!"

In front of the tree, he suddenly held the wooden sword in his arms and shook his head vigorously.

The man discussed and said, "Then borrow it from me first, and promise to pay you back when it is used up!"

The eyes in front of the tree were suspicious, and he looked at him like a thief.

The man glared, "What, you also turn your face and don't recognize people, this sword was Lao Tzu's originally!"

"But now it's mine. ”

The tree was a little weak-hearted, but he still retorted in a low voice: "Why do I want to give you the sword I exchanged for my ability." ”

The middle-aged man slapped his head, mourning his misfortune, and then waved his sleeves, "Get out of the way for Lao Tzu, something without conscience." ”

If the boy was granted amnesty, he braved the heavy rain and ran out.

The middle-aged man looked at the young man's distant back, scolding in his mouth, but his eyes were full of gratifying smiles.

Back then, he was also young, and when he held the sword, he was full of spirit and looked at the world.

"Senior brother, let's take a look at my newly realized sword moves, it's called an earth-shattering, it's even more exciting than the nine styles of the sword immortal in the green shirt, and I also took a very nice name.... Hey, brother, don't you go?!

"What? Borrow my sword, old man, are you afraid that you are not a fool? A man's sword is like a girl's breast, and you can touch it casually?"

"What? Yours? Lao Tzu stole the sword with his ability, why is it yours and mine!"

"Daughter-in-law, if one day the dragon palace of that old king in Canghai is split in half, or Li Kua's father is suddenly hit by a sword and falls on the wall of Emperor Wu City, don't think about it, it will be your man, I will help you take revenge!"

The man lay on top of the rocking chair, swaying slightly.

He squinted, his face reminiscing.

"Did what I said back then be true?"

It's been a long time, and I can't remember it.

.....

Lu Shen walked on the village road, without an umbrella, calmly bathed in the rain.

The rain ran down the black shirt, but instead of wetting it, it became more and more black and shiny.

Lu Shen returned to the house and wrote a letter with the pen and ink he had found in the village earlier.

Then a rainbow light flashed above the tiled roof and disappeared into the distance.

Flying Sword Story.

Lu Shen finished everything, his face became even paler, and he walked out and stood quietly in the small courtyard, with the smell of earth everywhere.

The sword qi in his body became more and more violent, and his internal organs began to ache.

Lu Shen's expression was calm, and he suppressed his injuries with his spiritual power, and his expression did not change at all.

The female Purple Bamboo Sword Saint is one of the best people in the world at fighting.

This is what he thinks.

Whether it was the killing move contained in Ruyang City before, or the indelible sword intent in his body at this moment, it all showed this.

This kind of person is very dangerous, so Lu Shen sent a letter to the Sword Pavilion.

....

The torrential rain continued until night, and Lu Shen stood in the courtyard until night.

After a long time, Lu Shen exhaled softly, his eyes a little tired.

A violent shout rang out from the south side of the village, a few oil lamps lit up, and a dog roared.

After a while, the tree was outside the tiled house.

Lu Shen looked at the red and swollen palm prints on the other party's face and did not speak.

"Immortal, I want to go to the Sword Pavilion, but my father and mother don't want to. ”

Sitting on the mound in front of the tree, a little sullen.

Lu Shen said: "If you have two parents, you don't have to be far away. ”

Tree Mae sighed again.

Lu Shen looked into the distance and said, "It's very fortunate to practice swords, and it is very likely that you will die before you reach the Northland." ”

In front of the tree, he said: "I'm not afraid!"

Lu Shen asked rhetorically, "Then are your father and mother afraid?"

The tree was stunned and did not speak for a long time.

.....

After the heavy rain, it was another sunny day.

The wine shop opened early in the morning, and countless villagers were surprised and shocked.

The delicate-faced ponytailed girl in the rice shop next to her stood at the door of the wine shop, looked at the west playfully, and said, "Uncle, the sun came out of the west today." ”

The middle-aged man lay on the chair and pretended to be surprised: "Yo, little lotus, you care so much about my uncle and me, don't you have any special thoughts about me?"

"You think you're big!"

The girl smiled, her teeth were white, and she didn't care.

The time in the village is leisurely, and girls have long been accustomed to this kind of flirtatious jokes.

And although the man is a little slippery on weekdays, in this place where the slightest wind and grass spreads all over the village, there are really no rumors that middle-aged men are careless about which woman.

At noon, the girl brought a big bowl of white rice and braised pork, and the man was not polite to put them into the Five Organs Temple.

Little Lotus took advantage of this to help the man sweep the floor and put things away.

The man looked at this scene and said with a smile: "What, you really want to be my daughter-in-law?"

The girl was bold and said, "Okay, if you can get my father to agree, I have no opinion." ”

The man looked at the bowl and suddenly sighed, and said, "That's a pity, with so many years of braised pork, I can't do this! ”

There was another burst of laughter and scolding from the shop.

After lunch, the man closed the door and walked out of the village.

Someone was surprised: "It's so early today?"

The middle-aged man strode forward, and said without looking back: "Close the door early today and return to your old business." ”

Naturally, the villagers didn't know what his old job was, but they just guessed where he was going and shook their heads.

"Gambling money is gambling money, what an old business. ”

The middle-aged man lived up to expectations, and really went to the gambling house in the small town outside the mountain, and watched the sun from the fierce sun to the sunset.

Under the reflection of the sunset, the man finally walked out of the gambling house, touching the only four or five copper plates left in his crotch, and he was really not happy. ”

"Old man, how are these things sold?"

"It's all two taels of silver, and Tong Su is not bullied. ”

The man walked to a weapons stand next to the city road, picked and haggled under the disdainful gaze of the stall owner, and finally took a rusty discarded firewood knife with the only five copper plates left.

At this moment, everyone in the city didn't know that above the sky outside the city, there were countless figures galloping, flying towards the small mountain village deep in the mountains.

The man just walked out of the city gate, put the firewood knife on his shoulder, put his hands on both ends, and shook left and right.

He looked at the sky and hummed softly: "I have a wood-breaking knife, and I never chop it." ”