Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

"You just said that the knife in my room is very special." Ding Yan watched Xinghui drink the water, and said slowly, "I want to ask, what is the special method?"

As soon as Xinghui heard the man's question, he immediately gulped down the water, wiped his mouth, and smacked, as if he was thinking about how to explain, he organized his words, and said: "Little benefactor, what about your knife? , Its owner is King Xuanhe, you know this man, right? A famous swordsmith, a tyrant, even he has done countless things to forge swords, so this sword... tsk, it's a bit tricky."

It is true that Guan Gan was sealed, but he is still not a mortal thing, and he can even turn into a god with a broken sword body after the death of his master, which proves his ability, and, when he was not a god, he , is the most commonly used knife of King Xuanhe, and he fought with King Xuanhe in the north and south, killing the Quartet.Who is King Xuanhe?In more than ten years, he launched an attack on every country he could get. Every time he attacked a city, he slaughtered all the old, young, women and children in the city. The ability to do things was once the hardest bone in the Eight Kingdoms, and it remains a thorn in the hearts of the seven monarchs.

If it weren't for the joint efforts of the seven countries, Xuan Kingdom would not have been destroyed so quickly.

It can be said that King Xuanhe killed himself. If there were not so many people who hated him, he would not have been stabbed to death with a knife he forged in the end.

Ding Yan thought of a possibility and asked, "Could this knife be the one that stabbed King Xuanhe to death? Is it so powerful?"

When Xinghui heard this, her head was sweating, and she secretly glanced at Guan Gan who was sitting firmly on the small bench, and heard the man say: "I am not the knife that stabbed him to death, I was killed by him before he died." in his grave."

It's just that the gorgeous and extravagant tomb did not welcome its owner in the end, and the contents inside were also divided up by several other countries.

After hearing this, Xinghui spoke slowly, and said: "Of course not, killing the master is equivalent to killing the father on a weapon. If this knife has committed such a thing, then it will not Like now, so, so..."

He didn't know what to say.

"Tell him." Guan Gan said, as if he didn't care what he was told in person.

"If it really kills the lord, before it survives to this day, the heavens will waste it. Although the blade is damaged, it is more of man-made than heaven-made." Xinghui looked at the two-finger-long knife above. I deeply feel that even if this knife is not treated harshly by the heavens, it is almost the same. Which knife with so many origins can be treated like this?

"Then, little master, do you know how to polish this knife?" Ding Yan asked.

"Well, I really don't know." Xinghui was a little embarrassed. He felt that he was really showing off just now. Originally, he came to this Dingjia Village just out of curiosity, but he unexpectedly ran into sneaking here. A weapon god that God himself does not know.

The key is that judging from the marks on the knife, those cracks were not all made by Tianlei when he became a god, and many of the marks are still a bit new-it should be made in recent years.

He thought about it, and asked again: "Little benefactor, can the poor monk ask, what are you sharpening this knife for?"

Could it be that he wants to use this fierce god who knows no good and evil to do something to dominate the world and conquer the continent? If so, he really can't let this fierce god fall into this person's hands.

"Oh, it's nothing to worry about. When I bought it, I mainly wanted it to look good." Ding Yan said, "Then I sharpened it because I chopped up the knife at home and couldn't kill chickens."

"Kill, kill the chicken?" Xinghui was a little confused. Shouldn't a normal person's first reaction be to use a shrine to offer it to the god of war when he got such a vicious knife?How could such a pure and unaffected person really regard it as a knife?Also use it to kill chickens.He quietly glanced at Guan Gan who was sitting on the small bench again, and found that the expression on the man's face hadn't changed at all, and he didn't seem to have any objection to this arrangement.

It was as plain as if this knife was not the legendary Ding Qiankun, but the village old king's bone-breaking knife.

"That's right, a knife is a knife, no matter what it was used to do, isn't it still a knife?" Now it was Ding Yan's turn to be confused, "What else can a knife do if it is not used to kill chickens?"

He thought for a while, and asked tentatively: "Or, cloth cutting?"

Xinghui: "..."

Isn't that what scissors are supposed to do?

Perhaps seeing Xinghui's thoughts, Ding Yan coughed and said, "It's enough to have a knife at home, there's no need to buy another one."

Xing Huixin said: So this is why your knives are so easy to break.

Guan Gan, who was sitting next to him, had gotten used to the wonderful functions of various knives developed by the young people in the past month. Now he saw Xinghui who was so shocked that he was a little delirious, and even felt a kind of sympathy, so he explained One sentence: "His family is too poor."

Xinghui Yuanyuan's face was full of breakdowns. He didn't know what happened to other people's homes, but he had never done such a thing in the monastery where he lived. Every time they got the murder weapon, they were always careful and careful. You have to set aside a fixed time to chant sutras for this group of weapons, and save the souls of those who died under their hands.

They have gone through so many things, and after such a long time, their representative value has long exceeded their practical value.

I have never seen such a murderous knife that is really used as a knife, and is dedicated to polishing it for others.

"To be honest, I have always felt that there is something wrong with this knife in the past few days." Ding Yan said, "And I always feel that someone is watching me."

Xinghui glanced at Guan Gan who was sitting firmly, swallowed, and said, "This knife is actually alive, it's not suitable for killing chickens..."

Guan Qian nodded approvingly. After he learned that the rust on his body could not be removed and he could not use the blade, he was a little sad, and his mood was obviously lower than when Xinghui saw it for the first time.

"This knife feels somewhat familiar to me." Ding Yan rubbed his chin, "Could it be that King Xuanhe is my ancestor? I haven't heard that he had children before?"

Sitting there, Guan Gan had guesses in his mind, relying on Ding Yan not being able to hear, he asked Xinghui: "Is he the reincarnation of King Xuanhe?"

Xing Huixu took a look, shook his head, and said in a low voice, "No."

Guan Gan didn't speak again.

"Little master, can you see what's in my room?" Ding Yan saw that his eyes were looking somewhere in the room, couldn't help it, and put forward his own idea, "Can you drive it away? "

After all, not everyone can adapt to being suddenly awakened by the invisible sight at the head of the bed at night.

The author says:

It's all nonsense, don't believe any descriptions about gods and Buddhas that appear in my article, they are all fake, all fabricated by me, all made up by me, there are indeed references, but there is no authenticity, don't take these The connection between things and reality_(:3J∠)_If there is no accident, there will be another chapter later