I Am A Snake, Teaching A Bunch Of Ghosts Is Very Reasonable

“Crunch~

” Zhu Jiuyin pushed open the door of the east wing.

the furnishings are exactly the same as when they came the second time, except for dust and cobwebs.

Zhu Jiuyin came to the wooden bed and gently picked up a bed leg.

hold the oil paper pressed under the legs of the bed and folded into square pieces into your hands.

unpack the oil paper, and inside is a piece of rice paper that is also neatly folded.

and carefully disassembled the rice paper block, Zhu Jiuyin saw the sword painted on it.

sword name red blood!

system gave Ah Fei all the memories of this life, so Zhu Jiuyin could easily find it.

“On the day of the assassination of Zhao Jin, the ninth prince of the Wei capital, Xiao Budian had visited the blacksmith shop in Windward Lane.”

Zhu Jiuyin whispered: “My little one, just a little, I can get the heart and mind, only his own sword~”

“11”> Stuffing the rice paper into his sleeve, Zhu Jiuyin walked out of the east wing room.

Passing by the stove house, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly glimpsed a small bench in the doorway.

It’s a pity that the little Budian who stepped on the bench to boil medicine for his mother will never come back.

to collect his mood, Zhu Jiuyin left the small courtyard.

after a cup of tea.

Blacksmith shop in Windward Lane, a small town.

charcoal smoke chokes on the nose, the sword strip is red, even if it is cold, the masters still go into battle shirtless, and the lower body is only wearing a pair of shorts.

The heat wave rolls and clangs endlessly.

every time the hammer smashes the sword bar, it can blow down a sea of stars.

On a low square table rests a copper mirror and a bowl of black goo.

Han Ying, the blacksmith shop treasurer with a head of one meter and five meters, is squatting at the low table at the moment, looking at his face full of flesh in the copper mirror.

After a long the man suddenly grabbed a handful of goo and wiped it straight at the shiny bald head.

“What is in the bowl?” It won’t be cow dung again, will it?! In

the shop where , a master quipped.

“The dispenser, the hair of this thing, if it falls off, it will not regenerate, you take your life.”

“Lao Cao is right, how many crimes have you suffered over the years in order to grow?” There is a hair in the fate, and there is no hair in the life. ”

“Which normal person would wipe cow dung on his head, and in order to promote the so-called blood circulation in the head, his mother turned himself upside down to a fractured cervical vertebra~”

Han Ying turned his head and

glared at several masters fiercely.

he immediately let out a long sigh and said, “Why do such a handsome and dashing beautiful man like me lose his hair?” And you weird ugly monsters are full of D hair? ”

“Heaven’s Dao is unfair~”

several masters were silent for a long, long time.

“Treasurer, when are your eyes blind?”

Han Ying was about to curse, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.

“Big bull, man has arrived, go and remove the red blood.”

“good.”

……

no one knows when the boy arrived, except for Han Ying.

and other masters feel watched and look up.

but I saw white clothes flowing outside the blacksmith shop and ribbons flying.

Han Ying, who had his back to the white, covered his head with the last sticky object, then grabbed the long sword resting on the low table and stood up.

“I want to forge a sword, what about your treasurer?”

Zhu Jiuyin asked.

“I am.”

Han Ying turned around and handed the sword in his hand sideways.

Zhu Jiuyin Jianjian frowned slightly, “What do you mean?” ”

Han Ying grinned, “That kid in Wuyi Lane gave me a dream last night, saying that his master would come to get the sword today. ”

“red blood?”

Han nodded.

the crimson vertical pupils under Zhu Jiuyin’s ribbon narrowed slightly.

“Just cast?”

Han Ying shook his head, “That kid came to me to see the drawings when he was twelve years old, and it was cast the same year, and I waited for a long time, and I didn’t see him come to get the sword.” ”

Zhu Jiuyin reached out and took the red blood, “He has been saving money for a long, long time~”

“53”> a small whirlwind squatting on his shoulder threw a few pieces of broken silver to Han Ying.

man took it and weighed it twice, “no more, no less, exactly five taels.” ”

“Farewell.”

“walk slowly.”

looking at the fading Xin Chang back of the white-clothed boy, Han Ying muttered: “The god of Zhongshan, known as candle yin, regarded as day, blind as night, blowing for winter, breath for summer, not drinking, not eating, not resting, and breathing as wind.” < p idx="58"> man pouted disdainfully, “In terms of beauty, it is less than one ten-thousandth of me.” ”

……

out of town.

Zhu Jiuyin untied the white cloth tied to the hilt of the long sword.

“If it weren’t for the system, I wouldn’t have known that Xiaobu Dian

“That man could know!”

“More terrifying than Qi Qingjian with a sword that opens the sky!”

“Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, not enough to describe this town~” IDX=”66″> Zheng sounded, Zhu Jiuyin drew his sword and unsheathed it.

long sword is as clear as autumn water, the blade is as thin as the wings of a cicada, and the body of the sword is engraved with intricate beautiful patterns.

inserting the scabbard into the ground, Zhu Jiuyin freed his left hand.

slash gently across the blade.

the middle finger immediately bleeds bright red blood.

“so sharp!”

Zhu Jiuyin was surprised.

you must know that after the system returns ten thousand times, his python body has surged from nearly forty meters before to one hundred meters.

more than twice as powerful.

was easily cut by this sword.

look down at the word ‘red blood’ at the junction between the hilt and the body of the sword.

Zhu Jiuyin’s heart was panicked.

red blood is still there, and the boy is not seen.

……

in front of the Shenmu Forest, on the banks of the Taiping River.

inside the fenced courtyard, the main hall door is wide open.

wine is warmed on the small red clay stove, and Tsing Yi, who is sitting in front of him, holds the “Treasure Book of Tasting Flowers” and reads it with relish.

take a drink from time to time.

Big Yellow Dog, lying next to Tsing Yi, suddenly looked up at the outside of the courtyard.

“calm~”

> Tsing Yi reached out and touched the dog’s head.

Big Yellow Dog obediently lay down.

After a while, footsteps came from far and near.

Tsing Yi withdrew his reluctant gaze from the book of sages, and the three lacquered pupils quietly looked out.

you are greeted by a clean white coat.

sword hanging from his waist and holding a short spear.

Qing Yi got up and walked out of the main hall, the corner of his mouth outlined a shallow arc, pointed to the dog kennel in the corner of the courtyard, and asked: “How?” ”

looking at the gilded plaque with the inscription ‘Zhengda Guang’, Zhu Jiuyin said indifferently: “You should nail Emperor Wenjing’s head to it, not a dead thing.” < p idx="94"> Qingyi rolled his eyes and said, “The emperor of the world is easy to kill, but the Heavenly Dao falling knife is not so easy to carry.” ”

“I can’t even carry a knife with this little Shouyuan.”

“What are you going to do with this sword and spear?” Don’t you want to fight me! ”

Zhu Jiuyin shook his head, “You once taught Xiao Bu Dian to read and write, and you can be regarded as half of his master. ”

“I’m here to tell you that Xiao Budian is dead.”

Qing Yi was stunned, and asked for a long time: “How did you die?” Where to die? < p idx="100"> Zhu Jiuyin said expressionlessly: “Died in Lingshi County, Wutong Prefecture, Yunzhou. ”

“The intestines are broken, the internal organs are dissolved like snow, and the death is very painful.”

“After death, he was also beheaded and separated.”

“As for killing small people, many, many.”

Tsing Yi asked knowingly: “Are you going to avenge that child?” < p idx="105"> Zhu Jiuyin whispered: “While taking revenge, snow hatred.” ”

“Qi Qingyan, before you were easily pinched by the seventh prince of the Wei capital, and you were angry.”

“In order to spit out the accumulated qi in your chest, you ran all the way to Weidu to open the sky with a sword.”

the voice of the boy in white suddenly became cold, “The anger in my eyes almost burns me to ashes.” ”

“This fire, I want to vent it quickly.”

“I’m going to kill.”

“Kill in the heart!”

“In the end, I don’t want to die in another country.”

“Fallen leaves must be rooted.”

looking at the back of the teenager who was gradually moving away, Tsing Yi opened his mouth, but did not say anything.

cold wind.

in Tsing Yi’s eyes.

white clothes become bloody.

……

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