That day, the young man who opened the door that had been silent for a long time was indeed the son of my dead master, and he was also my little master. The master I have followed the longest, at least for now, is the longest.
It turned out that the old master had three sons and one daughter, and his eldest son had gone out to study and make a living early on.
Three years later, the old master's eldest son was eighteen years old. He learned some boxing skills from people in the world and earned a lot of silver at the port. He chose an auspicious day to return to his hometown to visit his two elders. How did he know what was waiting for him? But it was a dilapidated scene at home.
The young master asked the neighbors about the situation.
But it didn't go well. The neighbors and people were hiding and keeping silent.
The young master became suspicious and used some means to force the villagers to reveal the truth.
Later, he learned that his parents and younger siblings had died tragically more than half a year ago.
The grief in my heart only lasted for a moment, and was replaced by uncontrollable anger.
He was so angry that he thought of the strange-looking sickle lying on the ground at home.
He picked me up.
He wants revenge.
Landlord Wang killed five members of his family and buried them with the small landowner.
Then he could also destroy a large family of Wang Landlord and bury his five family members with him.
He believed he could do it, even if he was alone.
That night, the landowner Wang's house was littered with corpses and blood flowed into rivers.
It was only from that day that I knew where my destination was.
He is my second master.
Killing is not an easy task, let alone killing more than 20 people in one night, including babbling children.
The master has no mercy at his hands, and neither do I.
However, the master was still afraid, and he took me desperately to escape, escape, escape...
Fortunately, the owner who fled in a panic lost his sense. He took a lot of silver and fled far, far away.
The master wanted to start over somewhere where no one knew him.
He came to a strange port.
He calls himself nameless.
Although no one knew him, I could feel that his inner uneasiness never relaxed.
He found a blacksmith, made a wrist glove and put me on his right arm, and also made a blade sheath to hide my sharp edge.
From now on, he never leaves me and I never leave him.
I know that what the master wants to pursue is just a peaceful life. Just like the old master, everything seems to be going on like this.
In the past two years, the master quickly found a place at this port by relying on the skills he learned during his three years away from home. He even joined a local sect called the "Zhengtian Gang" - just because The purpose of the Zhengtian Gang is to hoe the strong, help the weak, and uphold justice.
The owner's ability to stand out from the flock was quickly picked up by the central management and focused on cultivating him.
As a result, the master had a deeper understanding of the gang, and what he saw later once again broke through his already anxious psychological defenses.
The master discovered a secret room of the Zhengtian Gang.
If an official walks into that secret room, I believe many unsolved major cases at the port can be solved.
In the secret room, one can see a large amount of robbed property; stolen martial arts secrets; and even in a corner, there are still tied up more than ten good women who have disappeared recently, their clothes are torn, their mouths are blocked, and they are in tears. Looking at him with a smile on his face.
This is the Zhengtian Gang who flaunts justice!
The squire and landlord used his hegemony to destroy the family relationship of his master, so he raised the killing blade.
The decent people used hypocrisy and evil to destroy the remaining pure land in the master's heart - justice, so he lifted me up again.
Nearly eighty people in the gang were killed or injured within two days.
The owner thought they deserved it, and so did I.
However, when the master took the life of the last person, a killer suddenly appeared.
This killer's name is Han Wuyue, and he is a member of the Daoyi Alliance.
Obviously, the old man has been eyeing the Zhengtian Gang for a long time. Han Wuyue's mission is to cut off the heads of the three leaders of the Zhengtian Gang.
When Han Wuyue arrived, all of his targets had died at the hands of his master. Although this could be regarded as completing the mission, this was a taboo in the assassin's rules. He should have carried the heads of the three people and the master together. Went to see my old man.
But Han Wuyue only took away the heads of the three leaders and returned to life. For some reason, he also introduced the master to his master, the dagger master—Gui Mian'er.
Ghost Face is not a righteous person, he behaves erratically, is moody, and is always unpredictable.
When the master held the hand and handed it to Guimian'er to watch, I could feel Guimian'er's fleeting murderous intention, but he did not do so. Instead, he accepted the master as his disciple.
It is said that those who know how to use weapons can even use them to save lives, and Ghost Face is obviously such a person. He saw that I was an ominous blade, and he did not dare to take me as his own. He just asked A word from the master.
"Does this sickle and dagger blade have a name?"
"No."
"Then let's call it a ghost."
"good."
From then on, I had a new name.
In the past three years, Ghost Faced'er deduced and figured out a set of dagger skills based on the characteristics of the master and me, and granted them to the master.
A set of "impermanent life-killing dagger techniques" and an internal skill of "Shura Jue", Guimian'er taught them very carefully, and the master also learned them very carefully.
After three years, Ghost Face said he had nothing more to give to his master and sent him away.
I know that Guimian'er wants to see how much trouble I, Gui Jianchou, can create in the world.
I think the master also knows everything.
Either to repay my teacher's kindness, or just to kill all the evil in the world, my master never stopped holding me in his hands during these four years.
In the eyes of the world, what they see is the cruelty and unscrupulousness of the master. Only the master and I know that every drop of blood I drink, although it looks bright and red on the surface, is actually already filthy inside.
Just like after the Zhengtian Gang was massacred, most people in the world saw the tragic situation of this gang, but very few people saw the truth behind the killings and the truth in the secret room.
It was that person and the sickle that they spurned, not the Zhengtian Gang.
Soon, the name "Ghost Sees Sorrow" spread like wildfire, although the master never mentioned these three words to anyone except his wife.
At that time, he was me, and I was him.
The similarities between the master and his wife are commonplace deeds.
The wife, who was dependent on her father, made a living by performing arts, but unexpectedly she offended a local snake. The local snake coveted the wife's beauty, so she plotted to kill the old father and wanted to take possession of the wife by force. The master appeared, surrounded the local snakes, and saved the wife from fire and water.
They were both fallen people in the world, and the wife was grateful to her master and offered her body to him. The master did not accept it at first, so he only kept his wife by his side, and they traveled together in the world, falling in love and getting married together all day long.
Since I have been accompanied by my wife, my master's murderous intention has been greatly reduced, and I rarely lick blood.
However, because the name of the Demon Blade was too prominent, many massacres were later attributed to me and my master.
My master and I were burdened with many unfounded accusations and infamy, but my master knew that explanations were useless, as the more he applied the accusations, the darker his name became. So, he remained silent, and he and his wife left for a remote place.
In the second year when Zhongzhou fell into a war with foreign barbarians, the master and his wife gave birth to a son.
In the third year of the border war, the master attacked a hundred foreign cavalry regiments at night in a small village in Longdi, and kept peace. However, the credit for this was later attributed to the Shaolin Temple. The master knew all this, Mrs. I know, I know, the Shaolin Temple just made some speculations, but they left it alone.
The owner thought he could live the rest of his life in this way, but he didn't expect that two years later, seven or eight enemies would come in groups to seek revenge.
Five of them actually have no enmity with their master. The master knows this, I know it, and maybe they themselves know it, but they need to find someone to pay for the affairs of the world in recent years.
At this moment, his wife and son have become the master's biggest fetters, and they can also be described as a burden.
All three members of the family escaped from the massacre.
But the master was seriously injured, and so was his wife.
After the master hid his wife and son in a secret place, he went to Shaolin alone, just to seek insights into the Changing Tendon Sutra and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. He did not want to save himself, but wanted to use the secret techniques to replace his and his wife's bloodline. , let the lady live.
Of course, there was no accident. I was rejected by the Shaolin Temple. The master was angry, but he didn't let me take it out. He only injured a group of Shaolin monks and left, and his wife depended on him for life and death.
The madam left the master one step earlier. Before the master closed his eyes, his senior brother Han Wuyue found him. He happily entrusted the young master and me to Han Wuyue. At least before he died, he saw the remaining things in the world. Tenderness.
Although this warmth may also have its purpose.
I have another little master, my third master. Unknowingly, I have become a family heirloom. I don’t know if my bad luck will be passed down in the future...
