Sir, this sword is a keepsake

The author has something to say: There are slightly more characters in these chapters, which means that the story line has begun to gather

It may be a bit messy to read. I hope to find better narrative methods and techniques to make the reader's reading experience smoother.

Take a bow and thank you! TT

Criticism and suggestions are welcome!

half an hour ago.There was a knock on the door of a guest room in the corner of the third floor of Qiyun Building.

"Come in."

The man on the bed whispered.His figure is too tall, almost just enough to be accommodated by this bed.Standing beside the bed was a quaint black long knife.

"I saw him."

The person outside pushed the door open in response to the sound, and hurriedly spoke to the person on the bed before closing the door.

The visitor was quite young, but a 16-year-old boy, with a handsome appearance and exquisite clothes, but there were a few strands of black hair on his sweaty forehead, his back was slightly bent, and his eyes flickered.

He walked to the bed and looked at the man who didn't respond much.

"I told you, you, you can't fool him at all! He will find this place soon, catch me...will..." He spoke more and more urgently, his voice became thinner, and his whole body seemed to be overwhelmed. An inexplicable fear was captured.

Before he could finish his intermittent words, a big rough hand grabbed his shoulder and forced him to stand up straight.

"Look at me." The man on the bed had stood up at some point, his gaze was like an eagle, staring into the eyes of the young man, "Do you still want to avenge your parents?"

Hearing this, the young man slowly nodded his head twice, finally raised his head, and looked at the person in front of him.

"Did you see Yazi?" The man let go of his shoulders and picked up the knife on the ground.

The young man nodded, "You asked me to wait at the west city gate. I saw him riding into the city alone. His expression... was as invincible as the day he slaughtered my entire family..."

He closed his eyes tightly, as if his eyes were stung by something, he swallowed a few times, as if swallowing his fear, opened his eyes, saw the knife in the man's hand, and subconsciously avoided it.

"Why are you afraid of it?"

The young man was startled, not knowing whether the other party was asking about Yazi or the knife.

The man stood the knife on the ground, rubbing the handle with his big palm.

"I, I saw you killed a lot of people with it..." the boy said truthfully.

"When your father and mother fought privately with other factions in the past, they also killed many defeated generals, even if those people begged to let them go. Your parents did this because they were afraid that their sword skills would be remembered. The defeated generals will go back and study the method to break it, and he will come to seek revenge from them next year."

"As far as I am concerned, they are villains, and their sons are not worth my effort to save."

Hearing this, the boy's face turned pale, and he secretly clenched his fists.

"However, I not only saved you, but also helped you to avenge. That's because there are still many people who should be killed by my knife."

"Those mediocre people who have forgotten the bloody hatred should be killed."

"Those who plan to make troubles should be killed."

When Dong Liu said this, he looked at the crumbling young man with a pale face in pity.A young man with little experience, but suffered such a catastrophe, even after a few months, his mind can only barely support himself.How similar is this to myself many years ago.

"You have to know that all the people who have stepped up to various positions today and hold power, they are not completely innocent, and they always bear one kind of life on their backs."

The boy's eyelids twitched, obviously reacting, and his lips were tightly pursed.

"The perpetrators, the avengers, all have the same blood... I will not look back."

"Let me ask you again, have you made up your mind to avenge you?" Dong Liu slashed his sword in front of the young man, "This time, if you want to stay, you will swear to this sword; if you want to leave, I will not Will keep you."

"I can assign three elites to escort you all the way out of Lanzhou. You can go to Chicheng in the East China Sea to be a wanderer on the sea, or you can go far away to the barren mountains of Kunlun, all the way west, and you can't turn back. From then on, change your appearance, obtain another identity, and start a new life." life."

The young man was silent for more than ten seconds. In front of his eyes was the upper stream of clear spring stones, the smoky wind was blowing on the hills, and a full moon was shining on a lonely mountain uprooted from the ground.

"I want to revive the Gushan Sword Court."

He put his eyes on the dark and dull knife handle, as if all the bones in his body had been removed and replaced with such tough, cold, ruthless, unbending cold iron.

"it is good."

……

In the thickest part of the city, Zhuang Li, dressed in gray, walked in the middle of the long street. He said he was walking, but it was more accurate to call it flying.His steps were almost as soon as he touched the ground, without touching the ground, passing by like a shadow, but maintaining a slow speed, without disturbing the surrounding fog at all.

From time to time, he looked up at the silver moon that occasionally showed a small part.The latter seemed to be just playing with him in this night mist, and did not intend to illuminate the road ahead of him with clear light.

If it wasn't for his solemn expression, occasionally frowning in thought, anyone who saw him would think that such a beautiful nocturnal man was transformed by a monster.

He heard the wolf howling, saw the white lantern again, and chased it out almost without thinking.

He didn't lie to Shen to let them go before. There is indeed danger in the night fog, but it is a danger with no rules to follow. This fog is caused by the chaos of natural forces, and there must be a price.

And those white lanterns are obviously the way to crack this time-used to distinguish friend from foe.

Along the way, Zhuang Li had already seen Wolf Shadow twice. Although he seemed to be attacking, he didn't really attack him.These wolf howls were leading him in one direction.

He stopped and looked at the white lantern lying on the ground in front of him.

Where did the owner of the white lantern go?Under attack?Are there any opponents in this fog?

One thought after another flashed through Zhuang Li's mind, and suddenly he saw a black shadow gradually appearing in the fog behind the lantern, and the smell of burnt flesh entered Zhuang Li's nostrils.The position of the black shadow's head was pulled extremely long to the sides, and it was horribly deformed.

Zhuang Li's eyelids twitched, his pupils shrank, his body bounced like a cat to a height of several feet, away from the black shadow, and he once again hid himself in the fog.

The black figure approached the white lantern, crouched down, and the position of its head was instantly illuminated.Zhuang Li saw that the tugging shadow was actually the bamboo hat that this person was wearing, so he relaxed slightly, but——

"...fuck"

After seeing what kind of face it was, Zhuang Li's emotions that had just eased up exploded again.

Under the bamboo hat, there was a scorched black face with no flesh, the facial features were all distorted, the nose was a small protruding sarcoma, and the mouth was more like a spider web made of silk.

Sensing Zhuang Li's gaze, Hei Ying suddenly raised his head, revealing a single intact eye.

Amidst the ugliness, the fake eyes made of glass beads reflected brilliant luster, making them look even weirder and more terrifying.

Zhuang Li was frightened and surprised: the fake eyeballs glowed by themselves under the bamboo hat, and those flowing lights interweaved and rotated, gradually outlining a butterfly shadow.

On this person who is neither human nor ghost, there is actually a glass bead that contains Mengdie's mind!This is Yan Zhishan's unique illusion method, and no one in the world knows about it except him and his master.

Zhuang Li became bold for a moment, and slowly approached the shadow again.

Sensing his approach, Hei Ying stood up, turned his face that could make most people's souls fly away, and turned to Zhuang Li, looking straight at him.

Zhuang Li restrained his urge to observe the details of his face and body, trying to communicate with the glass bead with his eyes.However, the black figure seemed to have sensed his intentions and closed his eyes.

"Not you."

Zhuang Li was stunned, and immediately answered, "Yes, it's not me, it's the glazed beads that my master gave you, which gave you the chance to learn pupil art. Who are you...?"

He was about to ask "what are you" but worried about provoking something that apparently had basic thinking abilities.

"Who is your master?" The black figure grumbled in his throat and asked without any emotion.

Zhuang Li became alert again, "The one who gave you the glass beads."

"Take me to him, I have something important to say." Sombra's tone was formal and urgent.

It seems that there is a mission...

"I saw him an hour ago, but right now, I don't know where he is."

As soon as Zhuang Li finished speaking, the black shadow suddenly stretched out a hand like a dry tree trunk, stretched out its stiff fingers, and grabbed it forward. The white lantern shines backwards.

Heiying said in a calm tone, "You seem to be very afraid of me. If you know someone who gave me glazed beads, you shouldn't be so afraid of me."

Zhuang Li couldn't help being a little embarrassed, "Eh, this thick fog is unusual, you have to be careful... Besides, I just met you..."

He wanted to say, because you look too scary, and besides ghosts, lunatics, and experts like him, no one wanders around in this thick fog.

"I know you think my face is scary, so you are afraid."

Zhuang Li, who was told his thoughts, was a little embarrassed for a moment, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'm not a human being, so even if I look like this, don't be afraid." Soi Ying's tone was unwavering, as if he was talking about an extremely trivial matter.

"..." If it weren't for the fact that this black shadow had a glass bead entrusted with the pupil art cold pool shadow, and had a close relationship with Master, Zhuang Li would have fled without looking back, but now, no matter what kind of monster this person is , or just telling a joke, out of responsibility for himself, Zhuang Li just took two steps back secretly.

He heard from his master that there are some capable people in the Central Plains who can control the soul, but he wonders if this is a dead man parasitized by a ghost.

However, curiosity is curiosity, and Zhuang Li knows very well that curiosity can kill people!At that time, he pretended to be a Taoist priest in Xiaqi Town to catch demons, and successfully frightened the townspeople away. He took advantage of people's fear of the unknown. Of course, Shen Fang was attracted in the end. .

Zhuang Li blinked, determined not to find out what Soi Ying was up to. Based on Soi Ying's tone and the glass bead, at least he could be sure that he would not harm him.

"You stole this white lantern?"

"Well, the people from the Northern Wilderness are carrying them."

Zhuang Li was keenly aware of the details of the wording: people from the Northern Wilderness are not from the Northern Wilderness.

Why does this black shadow speak so... Strangely, it sounds like a big force... Just thinking about it, I heard the black shadow continue:

"They surrounded the southwest of the city, where the prison of Lianyun City is located." Hei Ying said lightly.

"Did you follow them?" Zhuang Li tried to ask him.

"Well, I was going to the Qiyun Building, but there was no one there, so I wandered around."

Zhuang Li was even more convinced that this black shadow was very good at martial arts, so he was not sure whether to separate here, or to find the master together with him.

"Since you don't know where he is, and I have a threat behind you that you can't solve alone, so don't let it go."

Zhuang Li didn't understand what the ghost was talking about, all he knew was that he was mildly disgusted by this thing first.

"……it is good."