The blade of the sword has not been struck, and its shape is uneven. The texture on the sword is messy, which makes people dazzled and feels crazy.
Yang Tieli picked up the sword and felt its majesty and madness in his palm. According to the sword book, swords have the appearance of swords, and this is an ominous sword. If it is small, it will destroy the family, if it is big, it will destroy the country.
Yang Yan Tieli said to Jian: "Your name is Kuang, and you are Yang Yan She and Hua Laizi."
He wrapped "Long Wen" and "Kuai" separately in thick cloth, packed them together with the ancient books, carried them on his shoulders, and left the Sword Building Hall and Yang Tongue Mansion.
From that day on, the Yangyan family disappeared from the world.
Of the four father and son members of the Yangtou family, one disappeared forever, two forged swords, and the remaining one disappeared into the world with the two swords.
And Sheeptongue She, or Hua Laizi, has been forgotten over time.
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Yun Kong, a traveling Taoist priest who has made his home all over the world, once heard his master Po Lu tell him the story of a famous swordsmith. This famous master was named Yang Tushe, also known as Hua Laizi, who disappeared mysteriously a few years ago.
According to legend, Hua Laizi killed his three sons and then retired to the world without a trace.
"Hua Laizi has made many famous swords, and everyone is vying to collect them," Polu said: "And often they are a set of swords with a unified concept, such as "Light" and "Darkness" whose general name is "Rong". The two swords, the four swords of "dragon", "lin", "turtle" and "phoenix" are collectively named "Ling", and the "three talents" swords of "heaven", "earth" and "human", and the "guaxiang" named after the eight trigrams. The Eight Swords...the later the swords become, the more exquisite and magical they become!"
When Yun Kong was wandering around by himself, he heard another legend.
A strange man appears on the rivers and lakes. He is not only good at making swords, but also can make all kinds of weird weapons.
This man is called "Tie Langgong".
The reason why this man's nickname is so strange is that people can't figure out whether he is "Lang" or "Gong", that is, whether he is a young man or an old man.
That happened not long after Yun Kong first came out of the world. One time, he was eating noodle soup at a roadside stall. While he was playing with the two pitiful vegetable leaves in the soup, there were people at the next table talking about everything, and the topic unknowingly changed to " "Tie Langgong".
A man in black said: "Tie Langgong has made a new weapon called the Wolf Fang Hook."
Another man in blue asked: "What does it look like?"
"That's really awesome." The man in black waved his hand, ready to foam at the mouth: "At first glance, it looks like an ordinary mace, but the head of the club has four sharp blades, and the blades are stretched out in a cross shape. There are countless undercuts below the four blades, divided into sixteen rows..."
"That's not surprising!" The man in blue interrupted.
"Brother, you don't know something. There is a mechanism hidden in the middle of the four blades."
"What mechanism?"
"As soon as the four blades are touched, a larger hook will pop out from the middle and penetrate into the human body..."
The man in blue was shocked: "Wouldn't all the internal organs be damaged?"
"More than that? Just pull hard and all the intestines will be pulled out."
Yun Kong was secretly startled and slowed down his eating speed.
The man in blue said: "I have also heard about the weapons made by Tie Langgong, and there are more clever ones than what you said!"
"oh?"
"It seems to be called flying blood gallbladder. They are three iron balls with blades and holes in the middle." The man in blue gesticulated, "Strung into a triangle with fine chains, connected to the flying rope, just put it on the neck and gently push Pull, and the head will fall off."
Yun Kong felt his heart go cold after hearing this, thinking: "How could someone come up with such a vicious weapon?"
The two of them continued to chat about Tie Langgong, and Yun Kong became more and more chilled as he listened. He had never thought that there could be such a cruel person in the world.
The man in blue added: "Tie Langgong is really powerful. As long as anyone creates a set of martial arts, he must have a way to turn it into a weapon and use it."
"Is it okay even with boxing?"
"Hey, this is what's so great about him, even his boxing skills can be turned into weapons!"
The man in black said longingly: "Wow, I wonder who Tie Langgong is?" Yun Kong pricked up his ears.
"Who knows?"
After Yun Kong finished eating the noodles, he ordered two more plain steamed buns. The fillings were very small, with only some chopped vegetables, almost like steamed buns.
"No one knows?"
"No, only a few people know about it." The man in blue lowered his voice, and Yun Kong stood up and deliberately passed by. What he heard was: "Chen Captou." Yun Kong ordered a pot of tea and walked back to the table.
Mr. Chen, as he was known at that time, had solved several major cases.
His original name was not pleasant, it was Chen Daguo.
Legend has it that Chen Daguo has three famous characteristics: he has a very good memory and a photographic memory; he is sinister and has a gloomy personality; he is very narrow-minded and his revenge will be doubled.
Also, he doesn't like others calling him Chen Daguo.
"Tie Langgong's whereabouts are uncertain. Why do friends in the world ask him to make weapons?" The man in black asked curiously.
"Of course there are people who know, and there are people who know everything."
"Oh, you mean..." The man in black said, "Wu Sheng, who knows everything?" The man in blue hurriedly asked him to speak in a low voice. The two of them looked around furtively and saw that the stall owner was idle. While taking a nap, there was only a young Taoist priest eating steamed buns at another table.
The two paid the money and left in a hurry. When they passed by Yun Kong, they accidentally knocked over the bamboo pole leaning on the edge of the table. The bamboo pole fell to the ground. The copper bell tied to the bamboo pole rang in protest and read "divination and fortune telling. strange and difficult diseases". The white cloth strips raised a cloud of dust.
The two of them walked away without looking back.
Yun Kong lifted the bamboo pole, and the copper bells made a noise again.
He remembered that the two of them had mentioned "the omniscient Wu Sheng" just now.
"Wusheng" is a legendary figure in the world of martial arts, with unknown origins and unknown knowledge. People in the world of martial arts spread rumors about him, making him more and more legendary.
There are no unforeseen opportunities for ghosts and gods, and he is proficient in various arts. No one knows his appearance, gender, and age, except his disciples. When people ask for advice, they always go to his disciples first.
He is good at everything and knows everything, and his disciples also have their own strengths.
There were five Wushengming disciples in total. Since they have nothing to do with this story, I will not list them in detail here and leave them to be explained later.
"Wu Sheng," Yun Kong thought to himself: "This person also comes and goes without a trace, how can I ask for advice? Chen Captou is very difficult to get along with, and he is most afraid of getting into trouble... How can we find Mr. Tie Lang without these two people?"
After pondering for a while, Yun Kong came up with an idea: "Okay, let's first ask around how Mr. Tie Lang is doing and see what kind of person he is."
He was full of curiosity about the world and was very interested in meeting these strange people.
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Many years later, Yang Yan Tieli returned to Kaifeng Mansion.
He wore an ordinary scholar's robe, a kerchief on his head, and a long cloth bag hung on his shoulders.
During the day, he sold calligraphy in quiet markets and wrote letters for people. He borrowed the shady spots under the eaves of stores or the unobtrusive roadside, took out pens, inkstones, paper and ink from a long cloth bag, and sat waiting for customers to come. You can always see the long cloth bag he placed beside him revealing two scrolls and several books.
While waiting for guests, he would leaf through the shabby books, often so absorbed in reading that he didn't even notice the guests calling him.
He sold calligraphy in different places. After a few days, one night, he strolled to the west of the city, passed the Dianqiansi, and walked through a long outer wall.
That night the moon was bright, the stars were shining, and the street was not dark.
He walked slowly, listening to the noise of the night market two streets away, making sure that there was no one on the road he was walking on.
No, someone is updating.
It's the second update.
There was no expression on Yang Yan Tie Li's face. He stared at the road ahead and controlled the rhythm of his breathing. The scroll on his back hides the sword. If he is questioned by the soldiers on patrol at night, everything will be over.
The sword is also waiting quietly.
The watchman didn't turn around, and the sound gradually faded away. Only then did Yang Guo Tieli take off the sword from his back. It was a sword without a scabbard. The blade was rough and unpolished. He looked at the sword. The cold moonlight was like water. The sword flows.
"See you later." Yang Tou Tie Li said calmly to the sword.
He threw the sword and threw it behind the wall. Behind the wall was the mansion of a wealthy family.
He heard the sword respond to him inside, making a crisp sound. Yang Tonli nodded and walked back towards the road with satisfaction.
Early the next morning, the sword was delivered to the owner of the house.
The owner is a retired infantry commander who lives comfortably with the money he exploited during his tenure. He is cleaning up the rented house and preparing to retire and return to his hometown.
When he saw the sword, he was immediately attracted by the texture on the sword.
