Chapter 226: Chaoluo and Yubing

Chapter 226 Chaolu Knife and Puppet Soldier
When the sun was sinking to the west, Fang Jie left the library and habitually smiled at the old man when he went out. Then he walked out of the wooden building full of books. Yanwuyuan had already finished the class. The students gathered together in twos and jokes. When they saw Fang Jie, they were slightly surprised. Someone nodded with a smile, others pretended to be blind. Fang Xie, who signaled with a smile, reported with a smile, and Fang Jie, who turned a blind eye, naturally would not follow.
Those who see and pretend not to look, seem pride, but they are just manifestations of inferiority.
Fang Xie first went to the racecourse and fed the red horse forage himself before leaving. The red horse has been kept in Yanwuyuan since he was put in prison. Because he has not spread the four-hoof Mercedes-Benz for a while, it looks quite fat. He doesn't plan to ride a horse, and since his name is getting louder in Changan City, he prefers to ride a car.
It took too much time to ride on the street and say hello. And if no one cares, it will inevitably be scolded as cold and noble.
On the way back to the shop, Fang Jie carefully thought about what Qiu Yu said before. Then close your eyes and feel the vitality of the heavens and the earth. The breath floats in the air, a faint trace, very pale and misty. This subtle difference would be hard to find without careful induction. Fang Jie knew that this was because he opened the air holes in thirty-six places, and felt that the vitality of the heavens and the earth could not be compared with those of the major practitioners.
But this is a good start, and what makes him happiest is that the hidden dangers in his body have been eliminated. Without this severe pain and coma, he didn't know that there were a bunch of disgusting bugs hidden in his body. Although he hasn't seen it with his own eyes, from the description of Shen Qingfan and Qiu Yu, he can imagine how disgusting it is.
It can corrode the hard green bricks, and the toxicity of those bugs can be imagined. These things have been hidden in my body for more than 16 years, and I am afraid after thinking about them.
When he thought of this, he naturally thought of Prince Yang Qi. What measures did he use that night to change his physique? Or is it true that his constitution is the same, Yang Qi just shot to suppress those poisons? If only the latter, then Yang Qi may know the origin of these poisons.
Thinking of it, he suddenly lighted up.
Fang Jiechi opened the curtain and instructed the driver to go directly to Red Sleeve. He suddenly thought that the first meeting with Yang Qi was in Red Sleeve. He could feel that Yang Qi looked a little weird at that time. And Yang Qi went to see thrush that time, maybe thrush could know something.
The carriage ran across the flat bluestone road, and sitting in the slightly swaying car made it easy to doze off. When Fang Jie narrowed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, his hand touched the side of the exposed knife, the strong cold shocked him.
Pick up this long knife without a scabbard, and Fang Jie will like it more and more. He loves to use knives and has no interest in other weapons except knives. Family members love to use cymbals because it is extremely expensive and a symbol of status. Ordinary people simply cannot afford it. Fang Xie didn't like to use 槊, it was too long and not flexible enough. In addition, it is necessary to study hard and practice hard from a young age. Those who won the first time wo n’t be able to exert their power at all. It is better to give them a stick. But the knife is different. Whoever holds a knife in his hand knows how to use it. Of course, it is not easy to use it well.
There is a thin layer of water vapor on the blade of Chao Lu's blade, and Fang Jie even wondered if it would be close to see if there was a small rainbow outside the blade in the summer when the sun was strong. Fang Xie's love for this handle reached the point where he couldn't put it down. At the entrance of the Red Sleeve, Fang Jie wrapped the knife with a cloth, and then carried her in her arms into the main entrance.
It was in the evening that Red Sleeve's business was the best. People in and out of Jinyi greeted each other warmly. Fang Jie slightly bowed his head and walked in quickly. When I entered the door, I saw the old sister-in-law lying on the bench in the corner. He smiled and walked over and placed the knife on the chest of the old sister-in-law.
The cold air surprised the old sister-in-law, sat up sharply and looked at the solution, then looked at the contents of her arms.
"what is this?"
he asks.
"Knife"
Fang Jie answered.
The old sister-in-law frowned slightly, got up and carried the knife to the backyard. Fang Jie followed, and when he reached the backyard, the old sister-in-law opened the cloth and his face changed.
"Chaolu?"
he asks.
Fang Xie asked: "Do you know?"
Laozi's face was not good-looking, and I didn't know why, Fang Jie saw a disgust in his eyes. The old sister-in-law carefully looked at Chaolu Dao, and finally sighed longly: "Do you know that there are three swords and three swords on the river?"
"I don't know."
Fang Jie shook his head.
The old sister-in-law handed Fang Xie towards Lu Dao, and after looking for a place to sit down, he said, "No wonder there are still a few people who remember what happened decades ago. When I was young, there were three famous swords on rivers and lakes, with red sleeves. , Chaolu, Muchunfeng. There are three swords, blood stains, thread throats, and a nail. "
"These six weapons are martial arts treasures. My blood slaughter knife ... was cut by this handle in your hand."
As soon as this sentence came out, Fang Jie couldn't help secretly saying no wonder. No wonder the old sister-in-law recognized it when he saw the knife. No wonder there was disgust in the eyebrows.
"This is an ominous knife."
The old sister-in-law sighed, as if recalling something in the past.
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"From the birth of Chaolu Dao, you have followed six masters ... you are the seventh, and the first six are dead."
The old sister-in-law took a sip of wine.
Fang Xie shook his head: "I am the eighth. This knife was given to me by Prince Yi. I don't know how many years I have hid in his house, but he still lives well."
The old sister-in-law shook her head: "What kind of master is it without this knife?"
He gave Fangjie a blank look and said, "The first owner of this knife was called Xu Kuangtu, and he was also the creator of this knife. This man was a blacksmith, and he didn't know where to get a piece of eternal life. He created a long sword and a short sword. The sword is a dagger, and the sword is a nail. Later, he used a nail to exchange a book with a famous river and lake guest. Since then, he has been bitter. Practice, fifteen years, the ordinary swordsman that the rivers and lakes lied to him was actually practiced by him.
"No one knows the original name of Xu Kuangzi, but he acts arrogantly and wickedly. The name of this fanatic is getting louder and louder. After he came out of the mountain, he challenged the martial arts masters everywhere. , The name of the madman's knife is gradually known on the rivers and lakes. It is said that he happened to have the chance to obtain the peerless knife. In fact, the knife was created by himself.
"In the end, he converged murderously, and planned to open the sect, but he didn't know why. Suddenly he went crazy. Holding this Chaolu knife to kill hundreds of people overnight, the last knife cut his throat. Since then Chaolu The sword disappeared, and it didn't come out again until more than a decade later. Like the Xu Kuangzi, the second person who held the sword exposed to the first achieved his prestige. In the end, he didn't know why he went crazy and killed himself.
The old sister-in-law paused and continued to say, "It is said to be an ominous sword, because its first six masters all have exactly the same ending. After madness and suicide ... if you listen to me, do n’t use this evil thing Good. Although the blood slaughter knife I gave you is not as hard and sharp as this Zhaolu, it is at least clean! "
"Xuan Tie ..."
Fang Jie murmured, and suddenly thought of something.
In previous lives, he knew that the ancients got meteorites without knowing anything, so they called it black iron, and the metal they extracted was much harder than ordinary steel. If the Chaolu knife is also made of meteorite, then maybe there will be some radiation. The person with long-time sword wear will be mentally deranged finally, maybe it is related to this radiation.
However, it can be seen that this knife should not be carried around for a long time.
But thinking of it here, he suddenly felt nervous.
Will Prince Ye Yang of Yi be unaware of the origin of the Chaolu knife? He gave this Chaolu knife to himself, is it really just pulling himself?
Fang Jie lost his mind, and said that if the rumor of Chao Ludao was true, would he have committed suicide and died after being nervous for many years? What kind of mind is this Prince Yi! If he doesn't harm someone, it's a habit.
Seeing Fang Jie's face different, Laozi said for a while and said, "But this knife has disappeared from the rivers and lakes for twenty or thirty years, and may have been in the hands of Prince Yi. It hasn't seen blood for so many years. It's gone. You can assure yourself that you can't kill as much as you can without killing yourself. In case the mind is disturbed by the evil spirit of this knife, you will lose more. "
"I know."
Fang Xie responded, and handed the knife to the old sister-in-law, "I have to go upstairs to ask her about her."
"what's up?"
The old sister asked.
Fang Xie turned to think that the old sister-in-law might also know that he sat down and said something about poison in his body. He knew that the old sister-in-law would not go around preaching, so he did not hide anything. Everything that should be said, no word should be mentioned. After listening to it, the old sister-in-law's brow frowned deeply, and after a long time he sighed, "Nine times, it is the poison of Nan Manzi."
"When I was young, I once killed a wizard from Nan Manzi. That guy killed a lot of people. He even dared to open a sect in the Central Plains. He lied to say that he was practicing cheats for ghouls. After the practice, There is no gunshot, no hidden weapon invasion. Many young people have been fooled by him, and he has planted poison. Later, a group of knights on rivers and lakes came to sue. Although I am not a man who fights for justice ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But I also hate this method, and my friends go together when they meet. "
"It was a fierce battle. Those puppet soldiers were really inaccessible and difficult to kill. People on the rivers and lakes suffered a lot in the beginning and did not die. Later, I and a few people broke through the puppet soldiers to capture the wizard. He couldn't manipulate it again to win the battle. At that time, the wizard was chopped off my head ... You can't imagine how disgusting. The blood that sprayed from the wizard's neck was so black that it was actually from A one-foot long cormorant drilled out of the cavity! "
The old sister-in-law seemed to have a lingering fear, and continued for a while and said, "Since then, when people in the rivers and lakes saw Nan Manzi, whether it was a wizard or not, they saw one kill one. If they killed too much, those Nan Manzi would not dare to enter the Central Plains It is said that the last emperor of Shang Dynasty liked this way and raised a lot of wizards in the palace. The prince who escaped was killed by the Sui army under the protection of a wizard commander Bingbing. But later The first prince named Murong Sha who killed Nan Yan was the sorcerer after he established Nan Yan. Those soldiers were sent to the pit by the people and poured fuel and burned to ashes. "
Fang Xie listened, and asked after a moment of silence: "Then do you know how a wizard manipulates the tadpoles? Have you ever mentioned that to you, Mrs. Wang, did you say anything to her then?"
The old sister-in-law thought for a while and said, "Although I don't know if Lord Wang mentioned your incident with the maiden of interest, but I know a little about this poison ... You know, there are three thousand Buddhist monks in Buddhism who claim to be indestructible? "
(PS: Today is the ninth day of the day. It is not easy for a person who is a yard scrapper. If you do n’t give me some motivation, I ’m afraid I wo n’t be able to keep it. The quality and quantity are consumed all day long. It ’s time. There is n’t much increase in the red ticket, and there is no reward at all ... I give it to you, so do you!)