The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 131 [Ghost Seeing Sorrow] Ominous Blade

That day, the young man who pushed open the long silent door was indeed the son of my dead master, and he was also my little master. The master I have followed for the longest time, at least for now, is the longest.

It turned out that the old master had three sons and a daughter, and his eldest son went out to learn art to make a living early.

Three years later, the eldest son of the old master was eighteen years old. He learned some boxing skills from the people in the rivers and lakes, and earned a lot of silver at the port. But it was a dilapidated scene at home.

The little master asked the neighbors about the situation.

But it didn't go well. The neighbors and villagers dodged and kept silent.

The little master became suspicious and used some means to force the villagers to tell the truth.

Only later did he know that his parents, younger siblings had died tragically for more than half a year.

The grief in my heart was fleeting, replaced by uncontrollable anger.

He was furious, and he remembered the strange-looking scythe lying on the ground at home.

That scythe is of course me.

He picked me up.

He wanted revenge.

Landlord Wang killed his family of five to be buried with the young landlord.

Then he can also kill Wang Landlord and a large family to be buried with his five family members!

He believed he could do it, even if he was alone.

That night, the landlord Wang's house was littered with corpses and blood flowed like rivers.

It was also from that day that I knew where I belonged.

He is no longer my little master, but my second master.

Killing people is not an easy task, let alone killing more than 20 people in one night, including babbling children.

The master has no mercy at his hands, and neither have I.

However, the master was still scared, he led me to run away, run away, run away...

Fortunately, the master who fled in a hurry did not lose his mind. He took a lot of silver and fled far, far away...

The master wants to find a place where no one knows him and start over.

He came to a strange port.

He called himself nameless.

Although no one knew him, I could feel his inner uneasiness and never relaxed.

He found a blacksmith, put a wrist brace on my right arm, and made a blade cover to cover my sharp edge.

From now on, he will never leave me, and I will never leave him.

I know that what the master wants to pursue is a peaceful life, just like the old master, everything seems to be going on like this.

During the two years, the master quickly gained a place at the port by relying on the survival skills he had learned during the three years away, and even joined a local Jianghu sect called "Zhengtian Gang"—because The purpose of the Zhengtian Gang is to eradicate the strong, help the weak, and uphold justice.

The master's ability to stand out from the crowd was quickly picked up by the middle and core members and focused on cultivating.

Because of this, the master has a deeper understanding of this gang, and what he saw later broke through his already anxious psychological defense again.

The master discovered a secret room of the Zhengtian Gang.

If an official sent into that secret room, it is believed that many unsolved major cases at the port could be solved.

In the secret room, you can see a large amount of property that was robbed; martial arts secret books that were confiscated; even in a corner, there are more than ten women from good families who have disappeared recently, their clothes are torn, their mouths are gagged, and tears flow looked at him all over the face.

This is the Zhengtian Gang who flaunts justice!

The squire and landlord used hegemony to destroy the family affection of the master, so he raised the blade of slaughter.

The decent people used hypocrisy and treachery to destroy the remaining pure land in the master's heart-justice, so he raised me again.

Nearly [-] members of the gang were killed or injured within two days.

The owner thought they were damned, and so did I.

When the master took the last person's life, a killer suddenly appeared!

The killer's name is Han Wuyue, and he is a member of the Daoyi League.

Apparently, the old man has been eyeing the Zhengtian Gang for a long time, and Han Wuyue's task is to cut off the heads of the three leaders of the Zhengtian Gang.

When Han Wuyue arrived, all his targets had died at the hands of his master. Although this was regarded as the completion of the task, it was a big taboo in the killer rules. He should have carried the heads of those three people and the master together To see the old man.

But Han Wuyue just took the heads of the three leaders and returned to his command. For some reason, he also introduced the masters to his master, the dagger master—Ghost Face.

Ghost Mian'er is not a righteous person, acting perversely, moody, always unpredictable.

When the master handed me to the ghost face to watch, I could feel the fleeting killing intent of the ghost face, but he didn't do that, instead he took the master as his apprentice.

Hearing that people who know how to use weapons can even fight for weapons, and Ghost Face is obviously such a person. He saw that I was an ominous blade, so he didn't dare to take me as his own, he just asked A word from the master.

"Does this sickle dagger have a name?"

"No."

"Then let's call it a ghost."

"it is good."

Since then, I have a new name.

During the three years, Ghost Mian'er deduced and figured out a set of dagger skills based on the characteristics of the master and me, and gave it to the master.

A set of "Impermanence Killing Dagger Technique" and a "Sura Jue" internal strength were taught very carefully by Ghost Face, and master also learned them very carefully.

After three years, Ghost Face said that he had nothing to give to his master, so he sent his master away.

I know, Ghost Face wants to see how much trouble I can stir up in Jianghu with this ghost.

I think the master is also very clear.

Whether it was to repay my teacher, or just to kill all evil in the world, the master never stopped me in the past four years.

In the eyes of the world, what they see is the cruelty and heartlessness of the master. Only the master and I know that every drop of blood I have drunk is still bright red on the surface, but in fact it has long been filthy inside.

Just like after the Zhengtian gang was massacred, most people in the world saw the tragedy of this gang, but very few people saw the truth behind the killing, the truth in the secret room.

What they spurned was that person, that sickle, not Zhengtian Gang.

Soon, the name of "Ghost Seeing Sorrow" spread like wildfire, although the master never mentioned these three words to anyone other than his wife.

He was me then, and I was him.

The resemblance between the master and his wife is a commonplace story.

The wife who lives with her father makes a living as a performer, but unexpectedly offends the local snake. The local snake covets his wife's beauty and designs to kill his father in order to take his wife by force.

The same is a fallen person in the world, the wife is grateful to the master and agrees with her body, but the master does not accept it and only keeps the wife by his side.

Not too many surprises, the master and his wife traveled together in the rivers and lakes, fell in love with each other all day long, and got married together.

Since I have my wife with me, my master's murderous intentions have been greatly reduced, and I seldom lick blood with my blade.

But my reputation is still too loud, or notorious. Later, many massacres in the rivers and lakes were blamed on me and my master.

My master and I have been burdened with many unwarranted charges and infamy, but the master knows that explanations are useless, and the more it is smeared, the more black it gets, so he remained silent, and he and his wife walked away to the borderlands.

In the second year when Zhongzhou fell into the border war with barbarians, the master and his wife gave birth to a son.

In the third year of the border war, in a small village in Longdi, the master attacked a hundred-man cavalry regiment by himself at night, keeping the side safe, but the credit was later credited to the Shaolin Temple. The master knows all this, madam I know, I know, Shaolin Temple is only guessing, but it doesn't matter.

The master originally thought that he could spend the rest of his life in peace, but he didn't expect that after two years, there would be seven or eight enemies coming in droves to seek revenge.

And five of them have no grievances or enmities with their masters. The masters know this, I know it, and maybe they also know it in their hearts, but they need to find someone to pay for the affairs of the rivers and lakes in recent years.

At this moment, the wife and son have become the biggest fetters of the master, which can also be called a burden.

All three members of the family escaped from the siege.

But the master was seriously injured, and the wife was also seriously injured.

After the master hid his wife and son in a secret place, he went to Shaolin alone, just to see the Sutra of Changing Tendons and the Sutra of Washing Marrow. He didn't want to save himself, but to use the secret techniques to replace his blood with his wife , let the lady live.

Of course, the master's request was rejected by Shaolin Temple.

The master was angry, but he didn't let me out of the scabbard. He just wounded a piece of Shaolin monk with his bare hands and left, choosing to depend on his wife for life and death.

Madam left the master one step earlier. Before the master closed his eyes, his senior brother Han Wuyue found him. He happily entrusted the young master and me to Han Wuyue. At least before he died, he saw the remaining things in the world. warmth.

Although this warmth may also have its purpose.

I have my little master again, the third master, and before I know it, I have become a family-heirloom weapon, and I don't know if my bad luck will be passed on to the future...

(End of this chapter)