Song Laizi seemed to be lost in memories, and we didn't dare to say anything. For no other reason than the bloody thorn in his hand was enough to keep anyone waiting.
After a minute or two, Song Laizi continued: "When it was in the old man's hands, it killed a total of two hundred and three enemies, but the enemy's blood is not worthy of staining my old man."
Hearing that he had killed two hundred and three enemies, my spine went cold. I could imagine his expression and momentum when facing the enemy.
But now that he has returned to life, in front of his compatriots, he has restrained his aura that was enough to shock people.
The sharp edge is always directed at the enemy.
This is a veteran.
Lame Song's expression suddenly changed. For a moment, the person sitting in front of me was no longer a lame carpenter, but a real veteran of many battles.
His eyes were sharp and firm. He handed the blood thorn to me and said sonorously: "The blood on this is the blood of my 1808 comrades. It is the blood shed to protect our home and country. It is the blood I shed with Song." The secrets of the family penetrated into the blood of steel, which represents the steely determination of my one hundred and eight comrades-in-arms."
My hair stood on end, not because of fear, but because my blood was boiling.
Song Laizi's tone became more relaxed, and he suddenly asked me: "Do you dare to accept it?"
I was confused immediately.
If it is to kill the enemy to induce blood, then this blood thorn is at best a vicious blade, which can suppress ordinary evil things with its evil energy.
But Song Lao Lai's blood tattoo was filled with the passion of his comrades, and it also relied on the steely will of those people.
So much so that I couldn't feel a trace of evil spirit on the bloody blade, but instead felt a sense of peace of mind.
Coupled with the fact that there are exactly one hundred and eight warriors, corresponding to the Tiangang Disha, the value of this blood thorn has been increased by dozens of levels, and it may even be the only one in the world.
If you hold it in your hand, you are not suppressing evil, but destroying it.
No evil can be destroyed, no evil can be destroyed.
The value was so great that I didn't dare to make the decision, so I looked to my second uncle for help.
The second uncle said: "Yangyang, with it, you can make a way in the mysterious world, but you have to think carefully, if you do evil in the future, even if Mr. Song lets you go, the one hundred and eight blood thorns on it will The warrior soul will not let you go!"
I understand what my second uncle meant. If I do something evil in my life, I will probably end up worse than death.
And on this path that I am taking, can I really maintain my original intention and do good with all my heart?
I hesitated.
With this blood thorn, what little Lu Ban Sect has in front of me is just a small skill.
But even without this blood thorn, I can still kill those people using the Feng Shui Formation.
I'm not afraid that I won't be able to shoulder my responsibilities, but I'm afraid that once the shackles are put on me, my hands will be tied up in the future.
And I'm afraid I can't use this blood thorn if I want to. It can only be used with the approval of those one hundred and eight warriors.
Seeing my hesitation, Song Laizi felt a bit disappointed in his eyes.
I'm also a little ashamed.
But after all, times have changed, and there are fewer and fewer people who can be as selfless as they were in that era.
When I was about to refuse, Huang Jiu suddenly knelt down in front of Song Lai with a pop, lowered his head and said: "Old man, see if I can do it. I, Huang Jiu, have never harmed anyone in my two hundred and sixty years of practice. I have never done anything unconscionable, so I want to inherit your old blood thorn and punish evil and promote good for you in the future!"
My second uncle and I were both shocked, and in my heart there were a hundred grass-mud horses galloping past.
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such shameless people.
Huang Jiu was still lowering his head and waiting for a reply. I kicked him three meters away and knelt down in front of Song Lai with a thud.
If nothing else, just because Huang Jiudou is so fond of it, there may be some benefits in this blood thorn that I haven't seen yet.
Old Cripple Song saw a little satisfaction in his eyes when he saw me kneeling down to receive the assassination.
Huang Jiu crawled back and wanted to fight with me, but Song Laime had already put the blood thorn in my hand.
The moment I took it, I seemed to hear the loud charging horn and the chilling cry of killing.
But it only took a moment for the blood thorn to regain its composure.
I held it in my hand and gestured towards Huang Jiu, which scared him so much that he jumped three meters away and hid behind the sofa.
Song Laime returned to his ordinary old man appearance, took out a leather case from under the box, handed it to me and said, "Don't let me down. You must also keep in mind what your second uncle just said."
I quickly responded: "Grandpa Song, don't worry, I will never insult the reputation of you and your comrades."
"Okay, take it and kill those people from the Luban sect. They have done more evil than once or twice over the years!"
I took away the blood thorn and kowtowed three times to Mr. Song.
This is the rule.
If you receive great favors without becoming a disciple, it will be like having your parents reborn.
Although Song Laime only told the origin of the blood thorn, I know that it is definitely a good thing and worthy of me kowtow three times.
After handing over the blood thorn, Song Laime rummaged around in the tool box to prepare the heart-splitting ax for Tingting to suppress her heart.
Although I have three days, I don’t dare to delay.
Since the people in the Luban sect are seeking wealth, the best way to find them is to reveal their wealth.
I found a shoe box, went back to the room and picked out thirty-six pieces of jewelry from the woman's dowry.
You wouldn’t know it if you didn’t touch it, but you would be shocked if you touched it. I made an estimate using shoe boxes as a standard. That large box must contain at least three to four hundred pieces of jewelry.
After picking out the things, I asked Huang Jiu to fart in them so that I could track them, but he refused to do so, fearing that the female corpse would come and kill him.
I grabbed its neck, slapped the bloody thorn on the bed and said, "Either do as I say and I will help you explain to her then, or I will stab you to death now."
Under coercion, Huang Jiu chose the first one.
For a while, the whole bedroom smelled so bad that it made people dizzy.
But there is nothing we can do about it. If we go outside to do it, people from Lubanmen may notice it. Once they become wary, things will be in trouble.
I opened the window for some ventilation, and then I carried Huang Jiu and my second uncle on my back and went out. In the car, I asked Huang Jiu if the blood thorn had any other benefits.
Huang Jiuyou was resentful and refused to say anything with threats or inducements. He just said that he would know after I used it a few times.
I asked my second uncle again what Song Laocai's background was, but he couldn't tell me why. He didn't even know until today that Song Laocai turned out to be a veteran.
Back in the store, I put a box of jewelry on the tea table and deliberately opened the lid.
Then we were tinkering with the magical instruments in the back room with my second uncle in the store. In the evening, my second uncle and we went out to eat at a nearby restaurant.
In the private room, Huang Jiujiu gnawed on a chicken leg and said, "Brother Li, I think your method is too retarded. They won't be fooled at all."
I don’t think so, and it’s not that I feel good about myself. It’s just that compared with being greedy, being mentally retarded is not worth mentioning at all.
This time, my bet is not on calculation, but on human nature.
After two hours of eating, I returned to the store and found that the shoe box on the tea table was missing.
My second uncle and I immediately packed up and went out without saying anything.
