Taoist night sword

Chapter 1: The youth here

The temple is a ruined temple in the wilderness, with the decapitation of the mountain god.

The moon is a bright full moon, shining through the rubble and rotting wood in the southwest corner.

There is a fire on the left side of the statue in the temple, and beside the fire is a man with his back against the altar, sitting with his legs crossed, with a long black sheathed sword across his legs.

Take a closer look at the broken head of the mountain god sitting under his buttocks. He has no respect for the mountain god.

Lou Jinchen looked at the moonlight shining through the hole in the southwest corner of the mountain temple, and at this moment he felt homesick.

The rustling wind blows into the temple, blowing his thoughts back to the past.

He practiced martial arts since he was a child, and passed down sword skills in his family. He performed a sword dance at a school gala in junior high school, but in the later days, he only caught a thief once and never fought with anyone.

Because I learned swords since I was a child, my grandfather stipulated that I had to recite poems. Grandpa said that poems are the soul and sheath of swords.

So he also learned Chinese in college, and later, he fell in love with drinking. When he drank too much, he would think that he was born in a world of swords and swords. If so, he must go out with a sword. Drink great wine and meet famous people.

So, he went to explore with such a longing, and came to this world after drilling through a cave.

"Grandpa, father, mother, if you know that I have come here, you will be happy for me, because this is the world in my dreams, strange, mysterious, black and white, although it is not a world of swords and swords, it is a world of gods and ghosts, gorgeous Duozi, I'm here, live a wonderful life, and die well, don't worry about me!"

Close your eyes slightly, there are no insects or birds singing inside or outside the silent temple, the silence is terrifying.

He felt the danger, the back of his head was a little cold, and his hairs stood up slightly. This was like his instinct. After coming to this world, he escaped several strange attacks with this instinct.

He knew that what he had been waiting for had finally come.

"There is a monster in this mountain. It is a monk of the secret food sect who has been alienated into a monster. He has lost his clarity and sanity, but he is still cunning and vicious. His body is as strong as a hard wood. His voice is deceptive, he likes to suck people's blood, and he eats people's brains and hearts. , the turbidity of any weapon is hard to hurt!"

The monster information flashed in Lou Jinchen's mind, and the sword in his hand was an alloy sword. Although it was hard, it was also an ordinary sword. up.

He felt that the monster was coming, but he couldn't be sure how it came in, whether it was through the door, or through the opening in the southwest corner of the temple.

Suddenly, the sense of imminent danger disappeared, and he was puzzled. After a while, he heard footsteps.

The footsteps were quite messy, and soon he saw someone walking in.

The one who came in first was a more than 30-year-old burly man with hanging eyes and thick lips, holding a single knife in his hand, and his clothes were open, revealing his bronze chest.

And behind him were two people, who could be seen at a glance as a pair of mother and daughter. They looked very embarrassed, and the clothes on their bodies were not worn by people walking in the rivers and lakes. It was probably because they were on the road. Some are not neat, and some places where the belt should have been tied are now tied with rattan.

When the three entered the temple, they were not surprised when they saw Lou Jinchen, because they had been watching the fire.

The man holding the knife clasped his fists towards Lou Jinchen and said, "My friend is interrupting me, I have missed a place to stay, and I want to stay overnight in the temple, so I would like to ask my friend to make it easier for me."

Lou Jinchen looked at this man, and felt a little more vigilant, because this man's appearance was really fierce.

He even suspected that this pair of mother and daughter were snatched by this swordsman, and this swordsman might not be an ordinary Jiang Hu person, maybe a robber or a gangster.

"Oh!" Lou Jinchen said in a contemplative manner: "The small mountain temple has no owner, I just came here for a while, but this place is not a good place, it's better for friends to leave as soon as possible."

The man with the knife frowned, and said: "The small temple in the mountains is indeed not a place to live for a long time, but the wife and daughter are tired, so I can only rest here for a while, friends, don't worry, if there is any danger, the knife in Mr. Zhao's hand can deal with it by itself .”

Since he said that, Lou Jinchen stopped persuading him, met by chance, and reminded him that he had done his best, but today's waiting and hunting seemed unlikely to yield good results.

It's just that after a while, he actually felt a sense of danger permeating his heart again, as if someone was staring at him from behind, this feeling was more obvious than before, without any concealment.

Lou Jinchen found that the three of them were not vigilant, and he was already thinking of a way out. The unknown is always scary. It is risky for him to come here to hunt monsters with ordinary weapons, but this does not mean that he is reckless.

The demon looked around, the dilapidated mountain temple, four people with different thoughts.

In the silence, Lou Jinchen closed his eyes and meditated. The three of them drank some water and ate some dry food and then fell asleep. However, it was probably because the house was more crowded and things outside the temple did not easily enter the temple. Lou Jinchen imagined to be patient.

Time was blown by the wind, even Lou Jinchen was a little sleepy, and it was inevitable to be tired after being under that dangerous oppression for a long time.

It was probably in the middle of the night when Lou Jinchen noticed that the mother among the three got up quietly. She seemed to be in a hurry, and she didn't go far when she came outside the temple, and then she heard the sound of tearing urine , The sound of tearing urine suddenly stopped in the middle, and after a while, the woman came in.

Lou Jinchen leaned against the mottled statue of the mountain god and closed his eyes, but at this moment he was exceptionally sober, and he felt a malice pouring into the temple like ink.

The woman was dead, she was no longer her, but was possessed by something unclean, this was what Lou Jinchen thought.

He sighed in his heart and was nervous. It wasn't that he didn't want to save people, but that he was powerless now, and he was barely able to protect himself.

The woman lay down as before, Lou Jinchen peeked at her, trying to see if there was any difference in her face, the woman's face was covered by her hair, Lou Jinchen took a closer look, suddenly, he found a pair of eyes on the woman's hair Staring at himself, it was a pair of eyes full of malice, but also wise and cunning.

Lou Jinchen's heart shook.

"Wow!"

The roof at the southwest corner of the mountain temple was broken, and a man in rags who looked like an ape rushed down. At this moment, Lou Jinchen felt that it was like an ape because its body was covered with gray and black hairs. , but his face is human, with a pair of red protruding eyes, protruding fangs, and a low growl with a strong deterrent sound, descending from the top of the temple, and rushing directly towards Lou Jinchen.

The swordsman was having a nightmare. In the dream, a devil came to sleep next to him, but he woke up suddenly, and then saw a monster jumping down in the moonlight.

The hairs on his body suddenly sprouted, the sword was drawn in his hand, but his hands and feet were cold, his mind had been taken away by the monster, he could only exert three or four points of his strength, and his whole body was stiff.

Lou Jinchen was facing the same situation, but it was even more serious. That growl had the ability to shock the mind, and it was mainly aimed at Lou Jinchen.

When I was a child, when faced with a roar from an adult, a child would stand there in panic, panic, and bewildered, just like the swordsman at this time.

And Lou Jinchen was suddenly attacked. At that moment, he felt that he was frozen, and seemed to be suppressed by an invisible weight, unable to move physically and mentally.

He saw the monster fall from top to bottom, but he closed his eyes, and his mind went deep into his heart. It was his heart lake, as if it was the source of all consciousness.

Only when you shrink to the extreme can you have the strength and opportunity to stretch.

He opened his eyes abruptly, staring light welling up from the depths of his pupils.

Closing the eyes is the contraction of consciousness, and opening the eyes is the extension of the will, and the change of consciousness is guided by body movements.

The deterrence that weighed on my heart was like a dark cloud being broken, revealing light.

His body moved accordingly, jumped up, and took a step back to get out of the way of being attacked. At the same time, a sword light came out, piercing the sky, responding to the light that broke through in his heart, and closed With the sword in his hand, his will was concentrated on the tip of the sword, and he slashed across the gap of only a few inches between the monster's pounced hands, and directly pointed at the center of its eyebrows.

All weapons are hard to hurt ghosts and monsters, but the power of turbidity is no match for monsters.

This is recognized by everyone, but there is a situation where it can be injured or even killed.

As long as the will is condensed enough, and it hurts special places like the center of the eyebrows, it is possible to seriously injure them. The mind attached to the sword is often called the sword intent, which can hurt the soul.

Lou Jinchen only felt a strong force rushing from the sword, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, sitting on his back and holding the sword, forming a sword stand, with the hilt at his waist, the tip of the sword in front, and his finger forward.

He felt like his sword had pierced a hard rock.

His entire arm was trembling, and his chest felt tight.

The eyes of the swordsman on one side were full of shock.

He was intimidated by the monster just now and couldn't resist, but after Lou Jinchen pierced the monster's forehead with a sword, his thoughts surged like water breaking a bank.

"Concentrated mind, attached to the sword, can kill monsters." These words flashed in the swordsman's mind, and then he saw the long-haired monster running towards the outside of the temple.

It is fear.

How could Lou Jinchen let him escape, and chased him out with his sword.

Outside the temple is a dense forest, and the lower part of the dense forest is empty, only tree trunks, branches and leaves are all above, blocking the moonlight.

Because the monster was injured, its running speed was not particularly fast, but Lou Jinchen's mortal body could only hang from a distance at most without being completely thrown away.

At this time, he didn't care if there were any other wolves, tigers, leopards, or poisonous snakes around him, he just stared and chased, passed through a dense dream, and rushed up a hillside. He was panting, and under the moonlight, a vast gray Green, has lost the trace of the monster.

The passing of geese leaves a sound, and the passing of a person leaves traces, not to mention the monster whose soul consciousness has been severely injured by his own sword, it is impossible to cover up the traces.

Lou Jinchen took advantage of the moonlight to observe carefully, and sure enough, he found a corner of the hillside, there was a place in a gutter that could be drilled by one person, he followed it carefully, and found that there was a root under a big tree. It was a hole in the earth, and the surroundings of the hole were bare, and it was obvious that things often went in and out.

He took out a fire pocket from his pocket, and after scratching, a little fire light illuminated the surroundings.

Taking a deep breath, he went in, and immediately found that this should be a tomb, and it should be a large tomb. Passing through the tomb passage, through the firelight, he saw a large black coffin in the middle, and a faintly visible one on the ground. The bones were thrown on the ground, perhaps the body of the original owner of the tomb, or an explorer or grave robber who accidentally touched it.

Lou Jinchen approached cautiously, and found that the lid of the black coffin was covered. Just as he was thinking about how to open the lid, the lid flew towards Lou Jinchen with a 'bang' sound. The black shadow jumped up from the coffin cover and hid behind the coffin cover.

Lou Jinchen nimbly avoided the coffin lid.

The figure climbed on the top of the cave, and threw himself down towards the building.

Lou Jinchen was incomparably calm at this time, but there was also a kind of contradictory excitement,

The torch in his hand was thrown out towards the pounced figure, followed by the unsheathed alloy sword.

A left oblique step prick.

The sword flashed in the light of the fire, and it was actually brilliant.

He used to practice swords day and night by stabbing fallen leaves under the trees in his hometown. He felt nostalgic for the world of rivers and lakes where he was born without the shadow of swords and swords. , is to verify the results of his past practice of swordsmanship.

In his eyes and in his heart, there is only a point between the eyebrows of this monster.

The sword light flashed in the firelight and then disappeared in the darkness, and people passed by it.

With a plop, the heavy object fell to the ground, and the torch fell to the ground. According to a long-haired man who fell on the ground, standing next to him with a pair of feet, the tip of the sword could be seen in the firelight with a smear of green blood slipping down.

　I don’t even know what to say, anyway, I’ll keep it as a collection first, and then after a while, you suddenly find that this book has 3 million words. This kind of surprise is rare!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)