The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 130 [Ghosts see sorrow] I am not a devil

My name is Gui Jianchou, and I am the famous Demon Blade in Jianghu.

The name was not there from the beginning.

I also have a strange appearance, like a sickle but also a long-bladed dagger.

My last two masters both used me as a dagger. However, my original role was really just a tool for harvesting crops, mowing grass and weeds--a sickle.

Therefore, my original name was "Sickle".

Unlike others of the same kind, I am not gray and dark, but my whole body glows with a slight blue-purple light, just like lilac petals.

At first I thought it was the color given to me by the master, but later I realized that it was the melancholy that I was born with.

And my master seems to have failed to die well because of the meaning of this color, at least the first two masters were like this. As for the third master, he is still too young, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future.

Although I am a sickle, I was not born with an ordinary sickle, not only because of my unique appearance, but also because the person who made me is extraordinary.

He is Duan Tianzhu, a well-known casting master in Zhongzhou. Yes, he is the master Duan who "craftsman's ingenuity matches the craftsman's hand, and the sword and sword are like God's help".

Master Duan is a wonderful person, especially when it comes to forging weapons. However, there are gains and losses, but Master Duan knows nothing about martial arts. Although he has worked hard, he is still an expert in the world. Common people with no power to restrain chickens.

Furthermore, Master Duan's sense of direction is not very good, so when he travels alone, he always gets lost. However, he always likes to travel alone, because he can gain knowledge about weapons from various customs and customs. Understand and be creative.

Fortunately, this master also has good skills and is easy-going. He doesn't know martial arts, but he doesn't need to do it himself. There are a lot of people in the world who are willing to work for him. He is a road idiot, but he can always do it. When he met a kind-hearted person who showed him the way, he used his own craftsmanship to personally forge a tool or weapon for the kind-hearted person who helped him as a thank you gift.

I was born because a tenant farmer kindly rescued Master Duan who was lost in the mountains and forests and had been hungry for three days.

The honest tenant farmer welcomes Master Duan home and treats him well.

Although the tenant farmer's family is not rich, and the food given to Master Duan is also unbearably vulgar, Master Duan is still grateful.

The sharecropper's family is very simple, with his wife, two young sons and a young daughter, a family of five.

The livelihood of the sharecropper's family depends on an acre of rice field, an old cow, a hoe and a rusty sickle.

So, before Master Duan left, he found the blacksmith shop in the village, took out half of the fine iron he had with him, and made a sickle for the tenant farmer's family, and this sickle was me.

I became a new member of the family of sharecroppers, and the sharecroppers were my first masters.

Then, like an old ox and a hoe, I became the main force that made the tenant farmers' families smile, breathing the breath of heaven and earth in the fields every day.

At that time, I felt happy and satisfied to bring joy to the family of the sharecroppers, even though everything was so ordinary, even though the sharpness of my body was often covered by the mud.

After all, the peaceful days will be broken. On that day, one of my old partners died, it was the old cow.

The weather that day was very depressing, and the old cow seemed to be in a bad mood. After finishing his work, he wandered back to the village by himself while his master turned his head to go back to work.

In this weather, Lao Niu was obviously not the only one in a bad mood, but also Wang Ba, the youngest son of the village king and landlord.

The old cow blocked the way of the small landlord's carriage.

"Get up! Make way for me! Beast!" After Xiao Wangba yelled a few words at the top of his voice, the old slave next to him handed him the whip.

The old cow was indifferent.

"The beast is in the way, let me pull him away together!"

Four or five whips lashed the old cow's weak back like raindrops, crackling.

The old cow was obviously frightened by this battle, and his legs were weak, and he couldn't move his feet, and his back could already be seen bright red.

The villagers on the side either took it as a joke or did not dare to offend the little landlord, so no one stepped forward to take the old cow away.

"Moo!"

With a mournful howl, the old cow fell to his knees.

"Hahaha! You know you're wrong! You dared to block my young master's way, and you only admit your mistake now, it's too late! Beat me to death!" Seeing the old cow's increasingly miserable appearance, Xiao Wangba swept away his irritability and widened his eyes. eyes, looked extremely excited.

After a long while, the owner who was told by the well-meaning villagers what happened in the village was late, and what he saw was curled up in a ball on the ground, bloody and bloody, the old man who was no longer making a sound, and happily, walked away , leaving him only a small landlord carriage with a back view.

The owner knelt down in front of the old cow, trembling, unable to make any sound. I don't know what the crystals dripped from his cheeks on the old cow and the ground. I only know that his hand didn't reach out to The old cow, on the contrary, held me very tightly, very tightly.

At that moment, I could feel his sadness, fear, and, yes, anger.

That night, the master went to the landlord Wang's house and wanted to apologize to the landlord face to face for the old cow blocking the way during the day.

The master pinned me behind him, and the landlord Wang's family never thought about what this vulgar tenant farmer could do. They only thought that he was here to admit his mistake, and didn't think otherwise.

However, when the master used me to directly pierce the little landlord's chest, the landlord Wang realized that the rabbit would really bite when it was in a hurry, and that this honest tenant would actually come to his door and directly kill him under their noses. Aiko was killed, and there was no way to save her.

My body was covered with the young and fiery blood of the little landowner. Even when I died, I could still feel his arrogance and ignorance of contempt for everything.

From that day on, I realized that besides the thickness of the soil and the fragrance of the straw, there are other delicious things in this world.

No accident, my first master died under the random stick of the guards of Wang Landlord's house. He didn't eat the master alive, but he let the master's family of five bury his youngest son with him overnight.

However, for some reason, I was taken back to the owner's house, and placed in that lifeless, lightless place, with the hoe standing by the wall in silence.

Life is like this, with waves and storms in the calm, but it stops abruptly in an instant, and the weather is calm.

Brother Hoe and I don't know how long we stayed in this hut that no one cares about. We only know that when the door was opened again, our bodies were already covered with a thick layer of ash.

The visitor's eyebrows were seven or eight points similar to the old master's. He walked into the room suspiciously, looked around the room, closed the door, and left.

But after half a day, he came back again, this time with undisguised anger on his face, he stretched out his hand to me without any hesitation.

He wiped me smooth and bright.

At that time, I saw his appearance clearly. Could it be that this is the little master?

(End of this chapter)