After being pulled up by the master

Wen Ke sent all the recent events to Linyuan.

Since Sun Xuehua appeared, he has had an extra task every day—to watch Cao Ruoyu practice his sword.At first, the young man was very uncomfortable and couldn't let go of his hands and feet. Wen Ke urged him: "Hurry up, my elder brother is watching you here, you have to seize this opportunity, and you will be gone after passing this village." This store is gone!"

Wen Ke desperately hoped that Sun Xuehua could give Cao Ruoyu some advice, so as not to waste this good seed.Of course, more importantly, he still has a lot of things to discuss with his elder brother, such as the current foggy city and the crumbling righteous way.

Gu Qing wrote back to him, saying that the Alliance of Righteous Paths had gathered in Linyuan to discuss the matter of the Demon City, but they failed to reach an agreement.The reason, Wen Ke naturally also guessed, ten years ago when the righteous way was prosperous, it could only draw a tie with the devil, not to mention the current situation where there is a shortage of talents and a shortage of talents.

Gu Qing said in the letter that she used hexagrams to deduce that Xue Wendi might have a catastrophe, and the magic capital has not fully recovered, and it seems that it was deliberately suppressed.Lin Yuanyi formed an alliance with Ghost Dao, and borrowed Malantai's Mingquan car to make a quick decision.It's just that there is no news from Ghost Dao at present.

Wen Ke wanted to comfort her, but he was at a loss for words, so he could only search for the whereabouts of everyone in the Ghost Dao together.When Cao Ruoyu came back from practicing his sword, he happened to see Wen Ke delivering the letter, so he asked, "Elder Wen, is there any news from Linyuan?"

"No." Wen Ke leaned against the window with a lonely expression, "The evil energy is fierce, and it is difficult for the righteous way to penetrate into it, and the senior sister is powerless."

He raised his eyes to look at Cao Ruoyu, "Is there any news about your third senior brother? If I remember correctly, he seems to be the son of the old ghost master."

"No." When mentioning this, Cao Ruoyu was also full of frustration, "He seems to have evaporated from this world, and the swift left by our elder brother has not responded."

"Then where will he be?" Wen Ke was worried.

Shi Wei has been at the bottom of the cliff for countless days and nights.

When he was thrown from the top of the mountain by Shi Gu, he just fell into a rushing dark river, and was immediately hit by the current on a beach.He was not in a coma for too long, and when he woke up, it was the night.In the darkness, there are faint bones standing in the surrounding fields, and a frightening green light shines from the empty eye sockets.

Shi Wei knew that there was a mass grave under the top of the mountain, but he didn't know the specific situation.He thought it would be some vicious corpses and evil spirits, but he didn't want to look around, but they were all bones.Broken halberds and remnants of swords piled up layer upon layer, covered with thin loess.There was no stench in the air that he was familiar with or thought he thought he was, but a chill that pierced through the sky.

Shi Wei didn't have a sword, so he could only pick it up from the ground.He picked up a rusty long sword and looked back at the rushing dark river behind him. He would definitely not be able to go back the same way, so he could only go forward. If he found a cliff, he could still climb up it.

Shi Wei took a step slowly, and there was a strange "click click" sound around him.

The white bones awoke from the darkness, holding swords, guns, or knives, rushing towards him from all directions.

Shi Wei faced the enemy alone, but with only three moves, his sword broke.The rusty sword drew a sharp arc in the air, slashing the arm of one of the skeletons, Shi Wei snatched the sword from his hand and blocked the intensive attack.

The bones were like a tide, and the sound of the golden sound of the sword clashing was heard in the ears. Shi Wei's sword broke, and he picked it up again.He was panting heavily, always feeling that his incomprehensible father was trying to consume him to death here, he wiped his face, slashed forward fiercely, and cut off a bone in front of him straightly.Shi Wei took the opportunity to retreat and hid behind a small raised slope, sealing his whole body's breath.

The bones stopped moving, and they returned to their original places.

Shi Wei stretched out his hand tremblingly, the tiger's mouth was cracked a lot, and there were wounds of different depths all over his body.He looked at his bleeding palm and squeezed it hard. Do you want to compromise?Do you want to compromise with the old man?Do you want to go back to the original point and become a member of Ghost Dao?

Shi Wei leaned his head against the soil slope behind him, raised his head to the sky and closed his eyes tightly. The current situation did not allow him to hesitate at all.If he drags on, he will only die here, and he has to meet up with his master, his master and brothers are waiting for him.

Shi Wei suddenly opened his eyes, struggled to stand up, stood on the slope, and shouted to the sky: "Damn old man, don't you want to see my jokes? Today, I will let you see enough!"

Under the deep night, Shi Wei's voice kept echoing, and all the enemies rushed towards him again.His gaze sank, he let go of his bloody palm, and used the ghost technique that Shi Gu had bestowed upon him.

Shi Wei couldn't understand his father's approach. What he yearned for was still the mountain peak full of swords under the bright and clear sky.

But now, only by surviving can he return to that place.

Shi Wei rampaged in the pile of bones, and the shallow sword energy he had cultivated was gradually dissipated, replaced by a force that he himself could hardly control.This power seemed to emanate from somewhere in his body, strange and strange, constantly burning his reason.

"thump--"

Shi Wei tried to contain these weirdos, but was unexpectedly attacked by the enemy, and his way was unstable, so he fell to his knees directly.He didn't care too much, pulled out a broken knife from the ground, cut off the group of bones that rushed, and crawled to escape.

"what is this?"

Shi Wei only felt that his whole body was about to burn, and his eyes were red.He kept running forward, and he did not know how many bones were broken under his feet.

At this critical moment, a soul-piercing pipa knocked him down from the side.Shi Wei rolled around several times before barely stopping.

Those white bones also stopped.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, stood up with difficulty, and looked somewhere in the darkness: "Your Excellency is so holy, why don't you show up and see?"

Damn it, the old man is going to send me, an unfilial son, to heaven?

Shi Wei covered his burning wound, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so he cursed in a low voice: "Damn old man, wait for me to go up, I will definitely smash your cigarette stick!"

In the darkness, the pipa sounded again, using strings as blades to cut through the entire space.Shi Wei tried his best, but only blocked three moves, and then fell to the ground again.

"Why use a sword?"

From nowhere, a soft female voice came, "You are not suitable for using a sword."

"Fart!" Shi Wei yelled, "Did you see it with your dog's eyes? If I hadn't lost my sword, there is still something you can take advantage of?"

The other party was silent for a long time before calmly replying: "Po Ye is not your sword."

"When are you going to put this fart on?" Shi Wei was very irritable. Firstly, the physical exertion was too much, and the inexplicable power on his body was hard to suppress.

But the man still said slowly: "Poye comes from Linyuan Sword Forging Pool, it is your father's sword."

Shi Wei was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted: "You are talking nonsense! My master taught me to break the night. I have never seen a dead old man use a sword!"

"Two swords and one knife, World Honored Ghost Lord." The other party was not in a hurry, and his soft tone was like a deadly poison/drug, completely strangling Shi Wei's precarious self-esteem.

"As his son, you don't know anything about it?"

Facing this question, which is not considered serious, Shi Wei was at a loss, but he still kept his mouth shut: "The old man smokes all day long, and he never saw other people when he was a child. How would I know this?"

The person was silent again, but this time, she didn't stay silent for too long: "Then you must not know why your father insists on making you practice the ghost way."

Shi Wei trembled all over, but didn't respond.

The man said softly: "Your father picked you up on the way. Your mother was originally a karaoke dancer, and she had a secret relationship with your biological father. Unfortunately, that man died suddenly for unknown reasons. Your mother was desperate. You went to throw yourself into the river, and your father who was sleeping in the bridge hole picked you up."

Shi Wei was stunned.

In fact, he is very clear that he was not born by Shi Shi.It was very funny to talk about it, at that time Shi Gu was often away from home, Shi Wei could only wander around the mountains by himself, inevitably wondering if he picked it up.So one day, taking advantage of Shi Gu's drunkenness, the young Shi Wei simply confessed to his relatives, and secretly poked Shi Gu's finger.As a result, it really wasn't.

It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the young Shi Wei sat alone on the big rock and wept bitterly. Shi Gu, who got up at night, shook his body and carried him back.

Shi Wei didn't know if Shi Gu had noticed, but according to the old man's cultivation, he should have known.

Shi Gu let him know on purpose, but Shi Gu never said it clearly.

Shi Wei tossed and turned all night, thinking about it, it's better to have a broken thatched hut than nothing, and it's better to have a father than to be alone.

So he didn't say anything, and he didn't ask questions.

But now, this secret was told lightly by a stranger like this, Shi Wei couldn't accept it for a while.But the other party was still talking, and his voice was full of irrelevant indifference: "The day your mother jumped into the river happened to be July and a half, when the gates of hell were wide open and the yin energy was at its peak. Your mother was eaten by evil spirits, and you There are no exceptions."

She suddenly paused, and continued: "Perhaps it was out of instinct, your mother's hands were tightly protecting her belly. Your father was seriously injured at that time, and he was not as good as before, but he still tried his best to save you. I gave birth to your mother and son. It's a pity that your mother passed away after giving birth to you."

"Because you were attacked by evil spirits when you were still in the womb, Yin Qi has long been intertwined with your Yuan Ling, and they are inseparable. If things go on like this, you will not live to be three years old."

Shi Weiwei opened his eyes, the voice he heard was far away for a moment, and then pulled closer for a moment.With his knuckles embedded in the mud beneath him, he asked with difficulty, "And then?"

"Your father has exhausted all means, and finally decided to exchange blood for you. Together with his contract with the Ghost Slaying Saber, he handed it over to you."

Shi Wei's shoulders trembled, and his head lowered slightly.

"Ghost Dao has only respected the strong since ancient times. The Ghost Slashing Knife never recognized its owner until your father appeared. He tamed the knife with only one person's strength, and carved his name on the handle."

"That name was engraved with his blood. As long as the blood doesn't fade, you can use the Ghost Slayer Knife, and you can continue to live with its power. The knife is there, and the knife cuts people to death." People shouted loudly, "Do you know how many people are rushing for this knife? Do you know what kind of mission you have on your shoulders? If the magic gathering pool is not broken for a day, it is rare for this world to be peaceful."

The surroundings were quiet, and the other party's voice was like a murderous sword, a knife piercing the intestines, drawing blood, every sentence was fatal.

Shi Wei struggled to get up from the ground, clenched his fist with his left hand, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

No one knew what he was thinking in this short moment.

He just pulled out another sword and placed it in front of him: "Okay, fight with me first, let's talk about the reason."

The pipa is silent, and the surrounding fields are full of murderous intentions.