In the Blade

So, in just one morning's work, there was an extra millstone in the backyard of the inn.

The millstone is quite big, about three feet. With this thing, you can grind some tofu and the like. Of course, you still need some strength to pull this millstone, or at least find a suitable big animal.

For example, young Wang Tonggong, this knight-errant is strong and can wield a sword, so he must be able to pull and sharpen it better than a big animal.

As for Wang Tonggong's sword, it has been taken away by the little giant. According to the little giant, those kitchen knives are too small, but this sword is good enough for chopping vegetables - a heavy-handed sword Holding the sword like a one-handed dagger, I'm afraid only this little giant can do it. What's even more outrageous is that after this little giant picked up the sword, there was no sign of the evil energy backlashing him.

"Once it reaches the point where the evil spirit is released, the weapon will basically only recognize this one owner. After all, there is still a problem of fit. Outsiders may not be able to perfectly fit the weapon, and if they hold it forcefully, they will only suffer Stronger backlash..."

While Wang Tong was pulling and sharpening his bow, he was chatting with the boy next to him.

"So where did this monster come from? You really don't know?"

"have no idea."

The young man shook his head in confusion.

He definitely didn't know. He came even later than the little giant. How could he possibly know anything about the little giant?

He only knew that Wang Tonggong acted like a master before he started fighting, but when he really started to fight, he immediately lost his temper. His current behavior of calling his opponent a monster was even more unsightly - talking about his opponent while fighting Cai, after losing the fight, he said that the opponent was too strong. He used this method to save face for himself. It was so shameless.

It was precisely because of this that he realized another important thing.

That is, masters are also divided into levels.

Like the two masters who killed his parents before, they were obviously strong men. They moved their hands violently and killed a group of people with one strike. He would definitely not be able to defeat such masters. The opponent could beat him alone. Hundreds - and the knight in front of him who calls himself Wang Tonggong should be able to beat a hundred of him, but compared to the two murderers, it is another matter.

This can be seen from the previous battle. After holding up the sword and shouting for a long time, the little giant walked up to him and took the sword away. In such an ugly battle, I am afraid that even a monkey would not fight like this - even if Monkeys should at least know how to swing the sword in their hands, instead of letting the opponent snatch it away, just like an adult snatching away a child's candied haws.

If you think about it this way, the so-called masters have been clearly divided into two levels.

One kind is those real masters, who use swords and swords to fight. He definitely can't do that kind of thing.

On the other hand...it would be someone like Wang Tonggong.

"I can do it too!"

Remembering the way Wang Tonggong had his sword taken away from him and kneeled on the ground, an inexplicable sense of confidence suddenly surged in the young man's heart.

If that were the case, if it were him, he might really be better than Wang Tonggong.

"Wait a minute, what is your look like?"

Wang Tonggong, who was grinding, immediately became anxious.

No matter how slow Wang Tonggong was, he had noticed the change in the young man in front of him at this moment. The contemptuous eyes falling on him were even more uncomfortable than being whipped by a whip.

"You kid, how dare you look at me like that? If I can't fight that monster, why can't I fight it..."

At this point, Wang Tonggong suddenly choked.

It seemed that he really couldn't fight. After all, he couldn't be sure what the relationship between the little giant and the old and the young in this inn was.

You must know that the little giant is a master who can withstand the evil spirit and forcefully seize his sword. He didn't even react to the whole process. A master of this level should not end up working as a cook in a shabby inn. ——But something so outrageous actually happened in front of him.

So why does this master stay here? Could it be that there is something weird here?

Or are the old man and the young man the father and son of this little giant?

Of course, he already knew the latter idea. It was not that. The old man and the child were ordinary people without any force. They had nothing to do with the little giant. The little giant stayed here, more like for something else. something.

But even so, he did not dare to take action against the old man and the child in the inn.

After all, the lives of two ordinary people were of little value, but his life was really valuable.

This can be seen from the previous battles with opponents. Although Wang Tonggong also traveled in rivers and lakes, he never thought of dying on the road like those people in rivers and lakes - so even if he fought with others, he would consciously choose those who were more competitive. This way, he can at least guarantee that he will survive even if he cannot defeat his opponent.

It is precisely because of this that he can steadily accumulate experience and evil spirit in each fight. He originally thought that he was strong enough, but who would have thought...

"What a ghost."

Gritting his teeth, Wang Tonggong finally endured it.

Ren Tianfengjing is just a child. There is no need to be angry with him. There is no need to anger the little giant because of such a trivial matter... Anyway, it's okay for him to know this kind of thing. He is really strong, like He can really do something like leveling a Zhuangzi with one sword.

"It's just ordinary people who are ignorant, how can they understand me?"

Thinking like this, Wang Tonggong felt a lot more comfortable.

Even the grinding was getting harder and harder.

"If you think so... wait, it seems like this is really the case?"

Perhaps because he finally firmed up his idea, or perhaps because physical labor activated his blood, Wang Tonggong's mind became a little clearer for a while.

It seems that it is what he thought. There must be something hidden in this Sanshan Town. Otherwise, there is no reason for this little giant to stay here. A master of this level must be planning something better. It cannot be said that this is the case. The little giant came here just to be a cook and learn how to make soup, right?

If you think about it this way, the disappearance of Zhuangzi can be explained. As a local snake, He Jianhu may have discovered something, but he encountered a gangster attack. So in order to cover up the news, the master simply destroyed the corpse and wiped out the traces. He defeated Zhuangzi and then stayed at the inn to block the traffic thoroughfare, staring at the pedestrians passing by...

"hiss……"

Thinking of this, Wang Tonggong couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Fortunately, he had dared to ride a horse and run into the town before, and the little giant took the initiative to let him go. In other words, with his little fighting power, he couldn't even get into the opponent's eyes. You can't even tell the depth of the opponent, and you still dare to take the initiative to draw the sword. This is simply...

"It's so blind."

Wang Tonggong, who realized all this, commented on himself at that time.

"But...is this a master?"

After reviewing what happened before, Wang Tonggong thought about it, but he couldn't think of any way to change it all - mainly, he can't be blamed for this kind of thing. It was really that the little giant hid it very well. Just look at the previous scene. He looked so stupid. Without this little giant taking action, who would have thought that he was a master?

Precisely because no one could imagine it, the first-hand information was wrong, and then one step was wrong, and the other was wrong, until we ended up where we are now.

Fortunately, at least he is not dead yet.

As long as you're not dead, you still have a chance.

For a master of that level, the treasure he is interested in will definitely not be an ordinary one. As the saying goes, wealth and wealth are at risk. Should he be a second-rate swordsman for the rest of his life, or should he win the treasure and become famous all over the world...

"Or forget it."

When he thought of the terrifying figure of the little giant, Wang Tonggong shivered instinctively.

He definitely couldn't grab it, and he couldn't beat the little giant. Even if he did grab some treasure in advance, the little giant could take it back by beating him to death - so instead of thinking so much It's useless. It's better to just think about how to get your sword back, or think about something more basic, such as how to avoid grinding it.

The majestic mountain-destroying sword king Tong Gong ranks 91st in the Hundred Weapons Library. Although he himself feels that this ranking should be low, no matter how you say it, he is still the number one figure.

But for such a majestic and majestic person to be reduced to being harried and beaten like a big animal in the backyard of the inn, this is simply...

"You have to think of a way, you have to think of a way."

Wang Tonggong started scratching his head.

It is definitely not possible to run directly. He is also letting out his evil spirit. Naturally, he knows that masters like them have a certain sense of the surrounding environment - and now, he may have been locked in the sensing range by the little giant. , let alone escaping, if he dares to take off his halter now, the little giant will probably rush over and arrest him on the spot.

You can't escape by running, so what about discussing it?

It doesn't seem to work, and it's too stupid. The little giant has already made it very clear that he must be transformed through labor. In other words, unless he really becomes a mill animal, this matter will not work. It was impossible to stop - after all, he had heard some similar things before, such as stories about beautiful dogs and human-faced sheep, which made people's hair stand on end.

So, is this little giant planning to transform him into a two-legged donkey?

Then it’s even more time to run!

"Think of a way, think of a way..."

Wang Tonggong was thinking hard about the solution.

In just a moment, he had already thought of a way.

Strictly speaking, he had thought of it just now, but he didn't dare to use it at the first time - after all, if he really did so, it would mean that he might conflict with the little giant, and it might even delay his treasure hunt.

But looking at it now...

It is more important to survive first.

"You were the one who wanted to change me into a two-legged donkey first..."

Thinking like this, Wang Tonggong began to think about his own ideas.

"Hey, kid, can you do me a favor?"

After roughly finalizing his idea, Wang Tonggong began to greet the young man in front of him.

"I came out in a hurry this time and didn't report to my family. Although I am happy working here, I should still tell my mother at home... Can you ask someone to help me send a letter home? , so that my mother at home can feel at ease?"

"This... I'll ask!"

The young man frowned and looked Wang Tonggong up and down. After all, he still didn't just accept the matter.

Although sending a family letter to his family touched him a little, as his parents had just died not long ago, he was touched because he was not the one who caught this person - not to mention that he could vaguely see that Wang Tonggong's eyes were full of shadows. Coming down and turning around is obviously a risk. This so-called family letter may not be that simple.

But when he ran all the way back and told the old man and the little giant about this, the little giant actually nodded.

"You really should send a letter home. After all, you still need to tell his family about reform through labor... After the reform is completed, he should be well-disciplined at home and don't let him come out and cause any trouble again." ”

For this reason, I agree.

Such a train of thought left the young man stunned.

"You're not afraid..."

The young man opened his mouth, obviously wanting to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

The main reason is that this fact is too obvious. He has already seen that Wang Tonggong didn't hold it in well. Why can't this little giant see it? Why should he be disciplined well... This is a strong man with a sword! How could he be controlled?

However, the little giant had already nodded, and naturally it was not easy for him to say anything, so after getting the pen and ink, he asked Wang Tonggong to write a letter home.

The young man had been staring at the whole process. He had studied seriously before becoming a refugee, so he was still literate. Now that he had read the whole letter from home, he didn't see any problems - but he still felt that there was something wrong. Weird, after all, Wang Tonggong doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

But if we only look at the letters from home... maybe his worries are indeed unnecessary?

"Hey, can't you just send it to him? Why do you want so much?"

In the end, the little giant overcame all opinions and found a courier to deliver the letter home directly.

But the facts proved that the young man's worry was not unreasonable. Just because less than three days after the letter was sent out, there were many more pedestrians on this road that was originally not visited by many people.

These pedestrians were carrying knives and swords, all of them looked powerful, but the place they were going to was Sanshan Town, an originally inconspicuous place.

"There is a treasure buried in Sanshan Town!"

I don’t know which charlatan was the first to reveal this sentence. Soon, all the charlatans knew the news.

And the facts before us also verify this.

If there wasn't really a treasure, but it was just a remote place like Sanshan Town, how could it attract so many masters?

"this……"

After receiving another table of Jianghu guests, the young man suddenly remembered the letter he had sent home before.

He also remembered what Wang Tonggong asked him before.

The little giant suddenly appeared here, and then Wang Tonggong also appeared here, and then more and more people from the world came...

Could it be said that there are really any treasures in this Sanshan Town?