Different pupils

The ghost-controlling sect, the head of the eight major sects, also produced an evil sword.

The name of the sword is "Slaying Ghosts and Conquering Demons". It sounds full of righteousness, but it is a real evil sword.According to the records, the Sword of Exterminating Ghosts and Subduing Demons is more than one palm wide, nearly 4 feet long, completely black, and the hilt is wrapped with tattered black cloth strips.

This sword was born from the first generation descendant of the Ghost Controlling Sect. Because Yin and Yang were muddy in the world at that time, people and ghosts could not be distinguished. The body of the sword was infested with femininity and was no longer under the control of its master. It was later sealed in the Sword Tomb of the Ghost Sect, where it was hard to see the light of day.

I don't know how many years later, this sword was pulled out by a disciple of the Ghost Control Sect. Since then, he has recognized the master, and he doesn't know if it is a blessing or a curse, so he reappeared with the new master.

But this is already more than 1000 years ago.

Xing Yu couldn't understand: "Are you actually imprisoned in the prison of killing ghosts and subduing demons?"

"That day - you wanted to refine me, but Wu Chaosheng refused. Heh, he wanted to protect you, but you didn't appreciate it." The ghost chattered in the light and shadow, as if to make up for lost time, "His Shifang Sword Tai If you are too innocent, you can only imprison me in your killing ghosts and subduing demons, but then you lost your sword and betrayed..."

Before the words fell, there was a loud "bang--", and the ghost trembled and was startled: "He actually pulled out the sword?! Impossible! This sword recognizes the owner, how can anyone but you..."

Xing Yu frowned and looked up at the room on the second floor.

Lin Haoren is still in the illusion, and the sword is probably hidden in the illusion as well.

Xing Yu didn't have the patience to listen to the ghost's nonsense, raised his hand to attract thunder, and struck at the light in the corridor.

"You'll regret it—!" Guiying roared unwillingly, the howling of ghosts resounded in the air, the sound of speeding cars came from the mountainside in the distance, and the faint sound of magic spells sounded from all sides, and gradually surrounded the center of the farmhouse .

The clear and upright voice of compassion seems to be able to shock the soul, and Xing Yu is not much better as a living soul.He frowned, put one hand on his forehead, and fell from mid-air.

Lightning flickered around him. He opened his eyes and saw a convoy driving into the courtyard.With a sudden brake, Xing Tianhu jumped out of the passenger seat - even in the cold weather, he was only wearing two Tang suits, with his sleeves rolled up, and he looked upright.He stretched out his hand and threw out a handful of lotus seeds. The lotus seeds gave birth to flowers on the ground, and a moonlight of a lotus pond bloomed on the concrete floor. The cold wind rolled up the fragrance of lotus flowers and slowly blew them into the window on the second floor. Lin Haoren, who was dazed in front of the mirror, moved his fingers slightly, It is a sign of awakening.

In the illusion, Lin Haoren pulled out the black sword in the brazier with one hand, the flames slowly dissipated, and the evil spirit of the black sword was actually suppressed.

The ghost image distorted the afterimage on the ground, trying to grab the sword back with one hand, but the sword body glowed with black light, blocking the ghost image away.

The sound of ghost howls filled the sky, Lin Haoren cast a thunder curse in his palm, but the black sword seemed to sense it, the light on the sword rose sharply, and the electric light flickered, almost bursting from the tip of the sword.

Lin Haoren felt blessed, and thrust his sword into the ground without hesitation - the tip of the sword flashed a huge magic circle along the ground in an instant, attracting thunder from the sky, splitting a gap in the space from top to bottom.

Lin Haoren was dumbfounded, looking at the beautiful courtyard suddenly a crack was cut out of thin air, the gap flickered in mid-air, and voices could be faintly heard in the gap.

"???" Words such as parallel space and aliens flashed through Lin Haoren's mind for an instant, and then he hurriedly turned his head to help Xing Yu who fell on the ground. When he turned around, he found that the people on the ground were gone.

"!!!" Lin Haoren only felt one head and two big, completely at a loss.

"...Lin...Senior?"

"Senior...?"

"Lin Haoren! Wake up! Can you hear me?"

The voice in the gap became louder and louder, and the light of the black sword gradually dimmed, as if it had turned into an ordinary sword again.

Lin Haoren's mind became a little confused, and he vaguely remembered something, but he couldn't remember clearly.

——"Sword of Exterminating Ghosts and Subduing Demons! How can this, this be pulled out?"

——"Jinge! Congratulations! I knew you were the most talented of us!"

——"This is the evil sword... nonsense! How old is he? How can he control the evil sword? Let him choose another one!"

——"Master Uncle, Jin Ge's nature is not bad, I trust him."

The cracks in the yard became bigger and bigger, and the light surged up all around, completely engulfing Lin Haoren.

In the white light, a faint figure stood in front of him, shouting at him angrily: "Wu Chaosheng! Who told you to come to me? Get out!"

The sound of "Roll" was deafening and caused Lin Haoren's brain to ache.He stared blankly at the black sword in his hand, heard countless chaotic voices, but couldn't figure it out.

He didn't know where the sword came from, but he found it inexplicably kind. It was obviously full of ominousness, but even this ominousness made people feel nostalgic.He seemed to be a little scared, but also a little happy, like he was lost and found, and he seemed to be sad, but he couldn't figure out where these emotions came from.

"What the hell are you?" Lin Haoren stared at it blankly, and his eyes fell on the black cloth wrapped around the hilt of the sword.The cloth strips are very old and tattered, as if they will be broken into slag when the wind blows. I don't know if the color is the original color or the color after years of precipitation.

It seems to be the only one left alone in time, becoming dilapidated with the passage of time, losing its sharpness, persistently wanting to tell the story of the past, but no one can listen to it anymore.

Lin Haoren suddenly felt his heart aching and swollen. He slowly touched the blade of the sword, and there was light and shadow chasing his fingers, which gradually faded away.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already daylight.

Lin Haoren lay in a daze in the retro-designed bedroom, staring at the bed curtain above his head for a long while without regaining consciousness.

"Wake up!" Someone beside the bed exclaimed in surprise, "Aren? Aren?!"

Lin Haoren recognized that it was Xiao Dan's voice, he turned his head hesitantly, and it took him a long time to focus his gaze: "Brother Egg?"

"Great! Not stupid, not crazy, not amnesia!" Xiao Dan almost cried with joy, "You scared me to death!"

"Where is this?" Lin Haoren was helped to sit up, looking around blankly.

"The Xing family." Xiao Dan said, "I heard that you were complained by the neighbors, and I couldn't find anyone at your house and couldn't contact you. I even went to the street office and asked them to find someone for me. If you can’t find me, I’ll go to their office every day to make a fuss!” Xiao Dan got angry when he thought of this, puffed up his cheeks and said, “You have a good meal at home, what’s bothering them? Tell me that you took someone to steal the sausage! Pooh!"

Xiao Dan's eyes were flushed, and he held Lin Haoren's hand: "I scolded her for you. At that time, I thought, if something happens to you, she will not have a better life in the future!"

Lin Haoren patted the back of his hand, leaned on the bed and said, "I've already forgotten about it, so don't take it to heart. It's no use. Pour me a glass of water, please?"

Xiao Dan hurriedly got up to pour water for Lin Haoren, and said: "Be careful it's hot. Fortunately, Lao Xing contacted me later, otherwise I would call the police. I should insist on letting you go to my house for the New Year's Eve dinner. Suffer this injustice..."

Xiao Dan bit her lip and cursed in a low voice: "That Dong, and your neighbors, don't even try to run away! I'll expose them!"

Lin Haoren reacted for a while before he remembered who "the one surnamed Dong" was.It was Dong Chu, the staff member of the street office who came to the door.

Lin Haoren thought it was a little funny, but he was more touched, especially after a night of unimaginable things, such frank and direct care and worry, protecting him like a chick, like the cup of warm water in his hand. My heart is warmed up.

"Brother Dan, thank you." He said sincerely.

Xiao Dan was embarrassed by his serious look, and waved his hands: "What are you talking about between us brothers?"

Lin Haoren sipped the water slowly, and asked, "Where's Xing Yu?"

"I don't know, I've been in the study all the time." Xiao Dan shook his head, "He sent someone to pick me up, and said he didn't feel relieved to leave it to others, so let me take care of you."

Lin Haoren knew that the other party was fine, so he breathed a sigh of relief, then remembered the sword that suddenly appeared, sat up straight, and said: "There is a sword... a black sword, have you seen it?"

"Sword? I don't know... what kind of sword?" Xiao Dan frowned, "Why did you two go?"

Lin Haoren didn't know what to say about this matter, he was still at a loss, so he shook his head: "I'll tell you after a while."

Xiao Dan clicked his tongue and turned to peel some fruit for him to eat.

He didn't find the fruit knife, so he simply took out the key from his pocket. There was a small knife hanging on the keychain, and the blade popped out, flashing a cold light.

Xiao Dan has brought this knife for many years, and Lin Haoren has seen it countless times. When he was a child, Xiao Dan used it to sharpen pencils, carve wooden swords, and pry other people's bicycle locks for pranks...

Later, I peeled fruit, opened bottle caps, and repaired computer cases...everything was done. This knife is tough and sharp, and it has never been broken for so many years.

Lin Haoren didn't pay attention to it before, but maybe it was because the sword left a deep impression on him. He stared at the knife for a while, and suddenly said, "Your knife...where did you buy it?"

"Ah?" Xiao Dan looked blank, and said casually, "It was passed down in the family."

"Heirloom?" Lin Haoren knew about it for the first time, "Can fruit knives be passed down from family?"

"Who told you it's a fruit knife?" Xiao Dan flicked the knife twice, his fingers were nimble, and the blade didn't hurt him at all, "What is this... a saber, portable. My grandfather's grandfather used it when he went to the battlefield , it’s convenient, so I’ve kept it. I don’t know what material this thing is made of, it’s not rusty or blunt for so many years, so it’s easy to use.”

Lin Haoren became curious: "Let me see?"

With an expression of "Did you take the wrong medicine?", Xiao Dan handed him the knife, and went outside to borrow a fruit knife.

Lin Haoren sat on the bedside and looked at the small knife over and over: the silver blade, the scabbard was thick and engraved with an unknown pattern. After looking carefully, he found that the end of the blade was carved with unknown small characters.

Lin Haoren frowned, and was studying, when someone outside the door said: "Are you awake?"

Lin Haoren looked up and saw Xing Yu with a tired face, wearing a shirt and vest with two buttons loose at the neckline, and his sleeves rolled up, walking in barefoot.

There is floor heating in this room, and the temperature of the central air conditioner is suitable, without feeling cold at all.

Snow fell at some point outside the window, the eaves and treetops were covered with a vast expanse of whiteness, and mist formed on the windows.Xing Yu stared at Lin Haoren without blinking, and the white snow scene outside the window seemed to make Lin Haoren inexplicably colder.

Where did you see this picture?

Xing Yu watched intently, Taohua had a slightly protruding lying silkworm under his eyes, giving people the illusion of affection.

Lin Haoren looked away uncomfortably, and subconsciously licked his lower lip: "I'm awake. Are you okay?"

"I can't die." Xing Yu raised his hands, his palms were clean without any wounds.He pulled out a chair and sat by the bed, "What about you? Is there something uncomfortable? You've been sleeping for a long time and have been talking in your sleep."

"Really?" Lin Haoren touched the back of his neck and sighed, "It seems to be a very long dream."

"What dream?"

Lin Haoren thought of those chaotic voices in his head, hesitated and shook his head: "I can't remember."

"Do you still remember what happened before falling into the illusion?" Xing Yu asked again.

"Remember one thing... When I woke up in front of the bed, I saw you at the door, and then it suddenly became dark..." Lin Haoren said, feeling that something was wrong, and rubbed the space between his eyebrows, "No, it's a little strange that I drank too much Comfortable, went to the toilet halfway."

The memory of going to the toilet has become very vague, and I even feel a little confused about the truth.

"You went to the toilet." Xing Yu nodded, "Then you looked in the mirror and were pulled into a fantasy. From the moment you woke up in front of the bed, you were already in the fantasy. The real you has been standing in the mirror forward."

This is what Xing Yu hadn't figured out before. When exactly did he fall into the illusion?But when he saw Lin Haoren in front of the mirror, he suddenly realized that it was Lin Haoren who was first pulled into the illusion, and he was also implicated in it.

But this is very strange: why did he fall into the illusion together?He had never heard of such a thing.