It has been more than 20 days since that day I went from Sunset Pass to Xianyang.

From Sunset Pass, to Xianyang, and then to this martial arts hall, it can be regarded as temporarily settling down.

Every day, the sun rises and the sun sets, and suddenly settles down, and lives the days of school in the previous life, but it is a little uncomfortable.

I only feel that my current life is full of a sense of familiarity and strangeness.

That fairy-like night is over, I don't know if he's okay.

I don't know if the woman who entered the enemy line with a gun is unharmed.

Even the old Qin, who had only met a few times, didn't know how he was doing.

There is also Chen Bing, whose arm is different from ordinary people, the Liang Duwei who is bent on competing for a high position, the Ying Wufu who guaranteed himself a bright future, and the Seventh Highness Yingyi who almost strangled him for the first time when they met.

Since drinking a bowl of white porridge that day, every time in the dead of night, he will always think of the riverside village and the sunset pass, Xu Ao will take a long package, sit in front of the door, and stare at the night sky in a daze.

In the six or seven years in the riverside village, there were old widowers who loved themselves but were a little colorful, those so-called childhood friends, the aunt next door who clearly loved herself, but was actually small-bellied, and the pretty widow who had a crush on the old widower. Although there are all kinds of flesh and blood people, he is still a spectator. Because Xu Ao knew in his heart that no matter how good they were to themselves and how bad they were to themselves, they were actually not to themselves, but to the dog baby who had already died of fever.

There is only Sunset Pass, where there are sword immortals that you yearn for, warlocks you admire, and all kinds of things that you can't think of or touch in your previous life. There are inexplicably good Xi, Chen Bing, Ying Wuyu, and Qin Lao. They are good to themselves, not at all because they are the dog babies in the riverside village, but because they identify with themselves, as Xu Ao.

blame yourself for the only bond with this world, it was broken too early, and you lost your life before you could gain a foothold in this world and have no sense of identity with this world.

I still remember that I secretly swore that I would kill the sunset and avenge the old widower, and slowly, after getting along for a while, I began to have feelings for these people in my heart. Isn't this the kind of fierce general, immortal, and kind of person I once wanted to be in the novels of my previous life?

The longer I get along, the more I hate it. The more I can't hate it, the more I feel hateful. So when parting, I deliberately made Xi angry, and deliberately pretended not to be nostalgic at all.

It's just that man is a tangled animal, a life that likes to find himself uncomfortable. The more I don't want to think about it myself, the more I can't help but think about it when I'm lonely.

In the package on his chest, it was the only thing he brought out from that small mountain village, and he accompanied him into Sunset Pass, left Sunset Pass, entered Xianyang City and left Xianyang City.

And the shabby clothes were damaged at Sunset, and I don't know where they were thrown by those sergeants.

This thing in the package is more or less a thought.

It's just that I haven't opened it since the moment I put it on the bag. Some people, some things, it is better to miss each other. Through this layer of cloth, knowing that things are still there, you will have a kind of peace of mind. If you see it, I'm afraid that you will be uneasy at night.

"Are you homesick?" the porridge-cooking girl who lived not far away had reached him two or three paces away.

Xu Ao lowered his head and smiled slightly bitterly: "I want to"

The girl who cooked porridge walked to him, lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand, and slowly leaned against the door frame and sat down: "I'm homesick, just go back and see, don't wait for 、、、" The girl touched Xu Ao's head: "I really envy you, I still have a home to think about." ”

Xu Ao was silent, and at this moment, he could really understand the mentality of a girl, and he lived in a place where he was iron-blooded, and maybe he had a bit of fate.

Xu Ao put the package in his arms on the threshold, leaned on the other door frame, and moved a little away from the girl: "Do you want to go home?"

"Me?" the girl smiled, "Where my brother is, it's home." ”

Silently got up and patted the hem of his skirt: "Sorry to bother you, I should go back to take care of my brother." ”

Xu Ao looked at the girl's somewhat injured expression, and suddenly understood that it was his own action of staying away that made the girl, who was already a little inferior, misunderstood: "No, no, no, don't bother, you can chat with me, it's time to be homesick again." ”

"And what do you want to talk about?"

What to talk about, Xu Ao only talked about a girlfriend in his previous life, and he talked about it for a few years, and the two seemed to be together so naturally, he didn't know how to find a topic with the girl from beginning to end, if he continued to talk about the topic just now, I was afraid that both of them would feel embarrassed.

The girl smiled and sat down again: "Then let's talk about the contents of your package." Why did you put your sword in your package instead of carrying it with you?"

Xu Ao was stunned: "How do you know it's a sword?!"

"It's a sword that everyone can tell, about three feet long and two inches wide, it's not what a sword is, what's more, you are so strong, the sword shape is wrapped out by you. ”

Xu Ao looked down, but no, the package was completely like a broad sword.

"Let's talk about it, if it's inconvenient, you can leave it alone, but you'll have to find the next topic yourself. The girl smiled slyly.

"Ah, this sword, this sword I picked up, it has a little connection with my father, I went out in a hurry, so I took it with me. I don't know how to use a sword, so I keep it in the package. Xu Ao suddenly found that he seemed to have a talent for lying, and at the beginning he still needed to think about how to say it, and in the back, he blurted it out completely.

"Huh, you don't know how to use a sword?"

In my previous life, I bought a few swords, but most of them were collected, and I had never learned any of the swordsmanship of the Eight Classics, and in this life, the only place I learned to use a sword was at Sunset Pass. The few superficial kung fu taught by those sergeants should be regarded as not knowing how to use a sword. That's not a lie.

In fact, it's no wonder that the girl is so surprised, although Kyushu does not have Xu Ao's six arts, he can be born as the son of a deputy captain, and he can't use a sword at the age of seven or eight, not to mention the queen, at least it is unprecedented.

"I saw you go to the lake to listen to the sermon of that sword saint female disciple, and I thought you knew some swordsmanship. Since you won't, I'll teach you a few basic sword postures taught by the martial arts hall, and when you take the school homework, you make a fool of yourself in public. The girl turned and ran.

What's the situation, one moment ago, he was teaching me swordsmanship, and the next moment he turned around and ran away?! Xu Ao was completely stunned.

In a few moments, the girl had changed into a much more capable shirt and came with a four-foot long sword.

The girl exhaled: "When I raided the house, there was nothing left in the house, so my brother and I kept a few clothes and two swords, the short one was given to my younger brother, and the long one was originally a ritual weapon carried by my father, which was not suitable for fighting." So you just need to learn some basic sword moves, and if I teach you, I'm afraid it will delay you. ”

The girl tried to adjust her breathing a few times: "You watch carefully, if there is anything you can't see clearly, you tell me, and I'll show you again." ”

The moonlight is like a veil, entangled in a few more flowers.

The beauty holds a long sword and dances between heaven and earth.