In the Blade

"In fact, there are not 10,000 people buried."

In the old post station, the nameless boy swore that he had seen and heard the past two days.

"I went to see the burials. At most, there were 100 people. There might not even be 100 dead people. Where did the mass grave come from?"

"There must be one, right?"

The old man in charge of the post station thought for a while and spoke.

"Although I don't know how to count, there are indeed many people walking on this road recently. What's more, people say it is a mass grave, so it must be a mass grave...Xiao Du, come and judge whether it is true or not."

"I'm coming."

The little giant who was as tall as two stories came out of the kitchen and scratched his head.

"The mass grave is definitely an exaggeration. If there are really 10,000 dead people, it is not certain that they can bury them with the limited manpower in the town...But since everyone said so, it must not be a bad thing. Do you see that there are more pedestrians on the road recently?"

"It seems... it really is."

The nameless boy was speechless for a long time.

Regardless of whether there are more than 100 bodies buried in the broken pit at the foot of the mountain, at least many people have believed in the mass grave under the spread of people's words - the most outrageous thing is that such a scary place has attracted many evil spirit masters to come and watch.

It's just that there are more dead people, which can only scare ordinary people at most. For real evil spirit masters, this kind of place is more attractive to them. For example, in the past two days, five evil spirit masters have sat directly in the "mass grave" in the name of "feeling the evil spirit" and never came out.

This also forced the neighbors of Sanshan Town to take action again. Ten shelters were temporarily built next to the "mass grave" to rent out. The minimum price was 100 yuan a day. Whoever paid more would be more qualified to sit in first.

Of course, there are still some people who don't believe this, just like this boy, who want to expose this shameless scam - so after receiving five people who came to fight against the fake, the mass grave began to charge admission.

This is why the boy suddenly brought up this matter. The boy originally wanted to go and see the excitement, but he was driven back by the yamen runners because he couldn't afford the ten copper coins for the ticket.

"If you really want to go and see it, then go. It's not like you can't afford the money."

While saying this, the little giant turned his head and looked at the old man.

"How about paying all the wages first?"

"No problem, no problem."

When the old man mentioned money, he smiled so hard that his teeth couldn't be seen.

God knows what kind of dog luck he has had recently. More and more people from the underworld have come to this Sanshan Town where no one lives. The old man doesn't know what's going on in the town. He only knows that the business of the post station is getting better and better. In the past, he might not be able to make much money in a month, but now he can make a lot of money in two or three days. When has he ever had such a happy life?

However, the old man himself knows that this income has little to do with him. It is true that there are more pedestrians on the road, but more importantly, the little giant is too capable.

In the kitchen, the other party can guarantee the first-class speed of serving food. One person can work faster than ten people. It is this outrageous efficiency that allows this old post station to receive so many guests. After leaving the kitchen, the other party can also calm down the scene. The huge body standing there is a deterrent in itself. Those who make trouble or want to fight will come over and take a look and leave honestly.

So the old man made an exception. Even though the other party is still an apprentice and it is not time to get the money to share the account, he should pay some wages for his work and effort.

"It should be paid once a month, but now the harvest is high, so I don't care about this."

Saying this, the old man took out the box of money from under the counter.

There are only three people to share the money, and there is enough money, so there is no room for arguing. When the little giant stated that he would not need the money for the time being, the income was temporarily deposited back into the box. Only the boy got his share, which was his usual wages for serving the waiter.

With money in hand, he felt confident. Holding the wages he had just received, the boy was ready to go to the "mass grave" again.

It was not that he was curious about this kind of thing, but he couldn't swallow this breath.

Picking up his share of copper coins, the boy ran to the mass grave. Seeing that the yamen runner who had driven him away before was still guarding there, the boy grabbed a handful of copper coins and handed them over.

"Isn't it just money? Get out of the way! Let me in! I want to rent two shacks!"

"Why are you... Hey! Where did you get the money?"

Seeing a handful of copper coins handed in front of him, the yamen runner was dumbfounded. It was because he knew that this kid was a waiter at the post station outside the town, otherwise, with this scene, he would have thought that this kid was going to rob people.

"But even if you have money, you can't rent two. Don't you live nearby? Why do you rent a shack... No, this is called a thatched cottage, why do you rent a thatched cottage?"

"What? You can't rent it?"

The boy was immediately furious.

"Did I not pay or what? You won't let me rent even if I pay?"

"You... OK, then don't let the big guy in your store come over and ask me for money."

Seeing that the young man was starting to lose his temper, the yamen runner felt a toothache, but still took the copper coins.

Why not do the business that comes to your door? After all, it's the boy who wants to spend the money, and he's not cheating. If he really comes to your door, he's right. He's advised several times, and no one can say he's wrong.

And the boy himself, after giving out the money, regretted it a little. This was at least half a month's wages, and it was suddenly gone just to rent a broken shack - he couldn't even rent a second one, just because a jianghu who just came over took out more money, and he could only rent the last shack with that little money.

"So what am I here for?"

Looking at the broken shack next to him, the young boy tasted the bitter fruit of impulse consumption for the first time.

It's called a mass grave, but in fact there is no pit here at all. As early as when the bodies were buried, the deep pit that was dug out had been filled with loess. There was only a stone tablet standing there, indicating that many people had been buried here, and the loess around the stone tablet had long been stepped on by the jianghu who came to visit, and it was more solid than stone.

It's almost like coming here for nothing. This is the so-called mass grave. Just look at the crowds of people around the stone tablet. I'm afraid that people who come here can't even see the inscription clearly.

Only the ten shacks that were marked out are a little quieter.

Mainly because this place is too expensive.

"So what am I here for?"

The boy felt even more miserable when he thought about the high cost, especially when he thought that this expensive consumption could only be used for one day. He wanted to give himself two iron whips.

But since he was here, what else can he do? The money has been spent, so he has to do something.

"Why don't we go to the inscription first... huh?"

The bored boy just walked out of the shack, but saw a jianghu man with a waist knife walking towards him.

Although the boy had never been in the martial arts world, he really knew this jianghu man.

The reason was that the other shack he was going to settle on was intercepted by this person.

However, this Jianghu guest did not seem to be looking for trouble. When he walked in front of the young man, he even bowed politely, which surprised the young man. You know, he had never been treated like this since he was a child. Even the teacher when he was studying before was not so polite to him.

"That, that, that, that..."

The young man had never experienced such a scene before, and for a moment he couldn't even speak clearly.

"What's the matter?"

"I am Jingtao Dao Wang Wenshun, from Jiankang."

The Jianghu guest with a waist knife bowed to the young man.

"Now that we have the fate to meet here and practice together, we naturally have to get to know each other. If there is anything you don't understand in the process of feeling the evil spirit, or if there is any danger, we can take care of each other."

"Ah this..."

The young man choked on the spot.

Good guy, this Jianghu guest has a big name. He came up with Jingtao Dao Wang, which sounds scary.

However, he understood what this Jianghu man meant. Obviously, in the eyes of this Jianghu man, the people who rented the shacks now were all here to practice. Since they were all practicing, they were all Jianghu people. It was also a good thing to meet each other and get to know each other. If they could exchange learning experiences, it would be even better. It would be good for everyone to share what they have.

"I... I am not famous. I am a local."

The young man smiled reluctantly. After all, he did not dare to announce his name to embarrass himself.

"I just came here to take a look. I will leave after taking a look. I will leave after taking a look."

"So you are a local knight. I am sorry for your disrespect."

The Jianghu man who called himself Wang Wenshun bowed again.

"Great! Young hero! I believe you can definitely see something in this mass grave!"

"..."

This time, the young man really didn't know how to respond.

What could he see? He couldn't see anything. At present, among the ten shacks, he was the only one who knew nothing.

But... young hero?

"Hey."

It was the first time that the boy was praised so much, which made him laugh out loud.

Although his laughter was small, Wang Wenshun, who was about to leave, stopped because of the laughter.

"What do you mean, young man, have you felt something?"

"I..."

The boy blushed immediately, and he wanted to say that he just couldn't hold it back.

But before he could explain, Wang Wenshun had already held his hand.

"I looked at it for a long time, but I couldn't figure it out. I wonder if you can give me some advice?"

"I, this, ah, this..."

The boy choked for a long time, but couldn't say a word for a while.

What advice can he give? He just came here to join in the fun, and it was good enough that he didn't embarrass himself. How could he have the face to give advice to others?

"...If you don't want to say it, I can understand."

Wang Wenshun smiled bitterly.

"After all, personal comprehension is a secret that cannot be passed on. I seem a little reckless to ask this question... I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

"Ah, no, there's nothing I don't want to say."

Seeing that the King of Thunder Swords actually apologized, the young man scratched his head.

"It's just, it's just this..."

"It can only be understood, not expressed in words?"

Wang Wenshun's eyes lit up.

"I understand! Thank you, young man!"

"...Ah?"

The young man was dumbfounded.

He actually wanted to ask, since he hadn't said anything, what did this Jingtao Sword King know, but seeing the other party's sudden enlightenment, he didn't know how to start.

However, it was precisely because of this short chat that the two of them became familiar with each other, and after that, Wang Wenshun introduced him to the other eight evil spirit masters who rented the thatched cottage. The ten people got together, talked about everything, and exchanged what they had, just like classmates who came here to study.

Of course, the young man had nothing to say, and he couldn't fit in the communication of the evil spirit masters, but his silence, because of his age, was regarded as a mature young man, which made these evil spirit masters look at him twice more.

"Is this the life of a master..."

Listening to the discussions of those evil spirit masters, the young man realized that the world is so big!

Life can be so exciting.

"I will become like this in the future!"

Looking at the handsome and elegant heroes in front of him, the boy seemed to see his future self.

If he thought so, he didn't waste his money?

"At least I learned a lot."

The boy thought so.

Of course, what made him even happier was that someone actually called him a young hero.

However, happy times are always short-lived. It was dark soon. Looking at the shack he rented at a high price, the boy didn't dare to stay outside after all. So, no matter how reluctant he was, he still said goodbye to these new friends and ran back to the post station.

What the boy didn't know was that when he returned to the post station and fell asleep, Wang Wenshun, who was originally feeling the evil spirit in the shack, suddenly stood up.

"What's wrong, Brother Wang."

The evil spirit master in another shack looked over.

"Do you have any new insights?"

"I do have some, but I'm actually going to do something."

As he said this, Wang Wenshun looked at the bright moon in the sky.

The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, as bright as blood.

"I, want to take revenge."

Wang Wenshun pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Yes, taking advantage of the moment when his spirit and energy are at their peak.

He, Wang Wenshun, the Jingtao Knife, wants to avenge his elder brother, Wang Wenyuan, the Polang Knife, for the bloody hatred.

"Let's go together! Let's go together!"

The other evil masters also stood up.

"We have all heard of the name of Polang Knife. Since Brother Wang wants to take revenge, we should go together!"

"Okay! Let's go together!"

A smile appeared on Wang Wenshun's face.

At the same time, Du Chengfeng, who was sleeping on the floor in the post station, suddenly sneezed.