The young master has magical powers

According to legend, Tongque Terrace was built by Cao Cao.Like a castle.

Now the Tongque Terrace has been occupied by the Que clan, and it has become the largest arsenal on the rivers and lakes. There are only weapons you can't imagine here, and there are no weapons you can't find.

The young master of Tongque Terrace, Que Wusheng, looks better than Pan An and Yan Ru Song Yu.However, what makes Que Wusheng more famous is his hands, there is no weapon in the world that he can't repair!

Winning the Bronze Sparrow Terrace can win half of the world, destroying the silent hands of the magpie is destroying the entire martial arts world!

"Are you really willing to pay the imperial seal and kill the magpie silently?" A masked man said in a low voice.

The room was dark, and the other man only lowered his head to drink tea, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but he said gloomyly: "Since the silence of the magpie is worth half the world, then I will pay half the world for it."

After a pause, he said again: "I heard that there is no task that you cannot complete. This time... Could it be that you dare not take it?"

The masked man smiled softly: "Deal..."

The magpie died silently, the rivers and lakes were in chaos, the imperial seal was lost, and the world was in chaos...

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At this time, Tongque Terrace has become a hell on earth, with bloodstains and rotting corpses all over the ground.

This is the third day of the bloodbath of Tongque Terrace. Outsiders have never known that the once prosperous Tongque Terrace has become like this. Even the guards and servants, 370 people are not spared. The value of hundreds of pieces in Tongque Terrace Liancheng's weapons are all lost...

The wind blows through the leaves, the sound is more frightening than quiet, even though it is daytime, it is even more eerie.

At this time, a man in white came out of the building, holding a folding fan.However, the folding fan, the corner of the clothes, and the shoes were already stained with blood.

The man was expressionless, as if everything had nothing to do with him. If he saw weapons on the ground, he would pick them up, slowly wipe and repair them... Although these weapons are very ordinary, the man still wipes them seriously...

The teacher said: Not every weapon repaired is a good restorer.

The man looked at the knife in his hand, but still didn't quite understand that sentence, what makes a good weapon restorer...

He also looked at his hands, they were fair and slender, without a single drop of blood... When these people killed him, they said they wanted revenge...

The man picked up the last knife and wiped it carefully, his ears filled with shouts: I will kill you, kill you...

There were many, many voices, as if many people were shouting.But, in fact, there was no one alive except him.

It is not the people who cry, but the howling weapons.

The man looked back at the Bronze Sparrow Terrace, his eyes were full of corpses, he only saw the weapons, he couldn't hear the people talking, but he could hear the weapons talking, they were shouting to kill him.

This man was the young master of Tongque Terrace, the young master of Tongque Terrace, who had been rumored to be hyped by the outside world, and escaped the massacre because he went to the mountain to find a special stone.

Countless weapons have been repaired by his hands, and among them are all kinds of unheard of weapons, except that he is really skilled in repairing.

Also because although he can't hear people talking, he can hear weapons talking, which is his secret.

Every weapon has a soul when it is made by people, and if it follows the master with deep inner strength, it will be more spiritual.

However, until now, Que Wusheng couldn't tell whether it was good or bad to have such a secret.

Que Wusheng let out a long breath: "Why? Why do you want to kill me?" The voice sounded extremely harsh in the quiet Tongque Terrace.

And the reply that Que Wusheng got from the weapon was only: I will kill you...

Only the long knife in his hand shouted: I came from the Palace of Hades, the master is dead, you don’t have to fix me...

Hades Mansion...

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Yan Family Village...

"Hey, I heard that Tongque Terrace was razed, and the fire burned for ten days." The person who spoke was a short, monkey-like man who was playing with a walking stick in his hand. The village is called Shunfenger, and there is nothing he doesn't know.

"It's lively again now, there must be many people coming to our village to avoid disaster, young master, then I will severely blackmail them." Jin Suan kept counting while holding the abacus.

The young master's name is Yan Zizai, the owner of this village, he is easy-going and knows everyone very well. He looks only in his 20s, wearing red clothes, with a straw in his mouth, and he is quite handsome. , but just played a foolish look.

Yan Zizai spat out the straw, looked at the entrance of the village, and said with a smile, "Here we come..."

Everyone looked over, and a man in white appeared on the muddy village road at some point.

Jin Suan's eyes widened: "Could it be that the gossip array at the entrance of our village has been cracked?"

Yan Zizai set up a gossip formation in front of the village, and if ordinary people came in, they would just go around and go out.

If you are a knowledgeable person, most of them will be stunned or even injured by touching the mechanism. It is almost impossible for this man to walk to the gate of the village with a full beard and a normal pace.

Yan Zizai stood up, patted the dirt on his body, and walked to the entrance of the village with his back straightened, as if he was facing a challenge or welcoming...

The man was handsome, in his twenties, with white clothes and black hair, a jade belt around his waist, and an ivory folding fan in his hand. He opened the fan and raised his hand to block the sun. His white and graceful fingers were extraordinarily slender, and he looked like a nobleman.

Que walked silently for nearly three months, and finally arrived here. He didn't know if this was the King of Hell's Mansion he was looking for. Along the way, he inquired about the King of Hell's Mansion with various weapons.

But he didn't know about these weapons, but he gradually heard about Yanjiacun, so he wanted to come and have a look.

The sun was dazzling, so he opened the folding fan to block the sun, and saw a man in red standing at the entrance of the village, with a casual smile on his lips and sincere eyes.

Que Wusheng stepped forward, he felt the killing intent, not on the man in red, but the person behind him, Que Wusheng didn't care, just asked: "Is this the King of Hell's mansion?"

After finishing speaking, the killing intent became stronger.

Yan Zizai raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and smiled kindly: "No, this is Yan's Village, welcome to come. Do you want to stay here for a long time, or come here for vacation?"

Que tilted his head silently, looking at Yan Zizai suspiciously.

In Yan Zizai's eyes, Que Wusheng is like a cute big dog.

In fact, Que Wusheng couldn't hear Yan Zizai's words, he could only speak some simple lips, and most of them needed to use weapons to communicate with people.

"Why don't you talk." Que Wusheng wondered in his heart. The person in front of him didn't have a weapon on him, so he couldn't communicate. It's not surprising, not everyone has a weapon, but why didn't the weapons in the hands of the people behind him speak?So he was asking about those weapons...

Que Wusheng's voice is cold, his face is pale, there are bloodstains on the corners of his clothes and shoes, and he still smells of blood. Asking this question, even though it is summer, it makes the backs of Jin Suanan and the others feel cold, and they look at each other, what did you say just now? , this man is not a ghost.

Yan Zizai said again: "I don't know the last name of the guest officer, but I lost my way?"

Que silently thought for a while, and tentatively said: "The fourth bead from the left in the first row of the abacus is about to crack, and there is a crack at the bottom of the crutch..."

Shunfenger and Jin Suanan were very surprised, they both checked their weapons, just as Que Wusheng said.

It's just that Que was silent or didn't hear the weapon speak.

In the end, Que silently looked at Yan Zizai because of this person.

Because he was there, the weapons didn't dare to speak.

The two looked at each other, Que Wusheng had doubts in his eyes, and Yan Zizai was the same.

Finally, Que said silently: "Can I live in your house?"

Yan Zizai: ...

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Que silently followed behind Yan Zizai, a little dazed, and he opened his mouth to live in this man's house.

First of all, I wanted to know if this was the King of Hell's Mansion, and even if it wasn't, it should have a lot to do with the King of Hell's mansion.

Secondly, I want to know why the sound of weapons cannot be heard around this person...

But he didn't expect the other party to agree so happily and...happily.

Que silently glanced at Yan Zizai.

Yan Zizai has been chattering non-stop: "My surname is Yan and my name is Zizai. I am the owner of Yan Family Village. It is right for the guest officer to choose to come here for vacation. Our Yan Family Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is beautiful. There are many rich children. Come here to play..."

Fortunately, Que Wusheng didn't know what he was talking about, otherwise he would be bored to death.

Que Wusheng only looked at the surrounding scenery. It was a very ordinary small village. If there were any unusual ones, it would be these villagers. They... were not just villagers.

Those people also looked at him, with guarded and curious eyes... unexpectedly someone took the initiative to live in Yan's house, he...is he going to die?