"Huh, stupid. I thought back then I was as high-spirited as you, fighting foreigners and protecting the country. But in the end, I became a wanted criminal by the court."
The old man sighed and actually talked about the past events with Duanwu.
He was originally just a killer in the world, nicknamed Ksitigarbha. Kill people for a living.
Later, many foreign powers invaded our territory, and Ksitigarbha joined the Boxer Rebellion, killing foreigners, supporting the Qing Dynasty and destroying foreign countries.
But unexpectedly, the foreigners' powerful ships and cannons made the Qing court surrender, and instead they annihilated the Boxers in accordance with the foreigners' will.
The Qing army was not good at fighting foreigners, but it was very good at dealing with its own people. The Boxers were quickly wiped out, while Ksitigarbha managed to escape.
He secretly hated the corrupt and incompetent Qing court. So he joined the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and assisted Hong Xiuquan.
At the beginning of Hong Xiuquan's oath, he used the slogan of low taxation and equalization of wealth and poverty, which really won over many people.
But in the end, it was not just that he reaped the benefits of becoming emperor and dominating the country. In addition, the Northern Expedition went deep alone and lost the support of the people, ending in a defeat.
But Ksitigarbha still refused to give up, and followed Yuan Shikai again, killing people and working for him, hoping that one day he could change the current situation in China.
It's just that Yuan Shikai failed again and died amidst the reviling of the people. The same goes for Ksitigarbha, who was wanted and arrested again.
Ksitigarbha was disheartened, so he hid in this little-known shop and lived in a dream.
However, the reason why he chose such a place is actually very simple. Here fish and dragons are mixed together, and it is deep in the mountains. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Except for a village chief who was originally hereditary, there were no soldiers or police stationed here. If Ksitigarbha didn’t choose this kind of place, where would he choose?
When Duanwu heard this, he smiled slightly and said: "Senior, I'm not telling you, you are with the wrong person. It has nothing to do with this world. And you said that Sun Erniang, Zhang Qing, Liu Fatty and others are evil. As a Killer, is there someone who was killed by mistake? So now is not the time for us to pursue old scores, but to put aside our personal grievances and deal with the outside world together to kill foreign enemies."
Jizo shook his head because he no longer trusted anyone. Moreover, he is old and does not have the ambition he had before.
However, he still wanted to pass on this method of killing to Duanwu. Because Duanwu is his favorite successor.
Ksitigarbha took out a small booklet of animal skins from his arms, threw it to Duan Wu and said: "This contains what I have learned throughout my life, which are all techniques for killing people. If you want to read it, you can read it. If you don't want to read it, throw it away. There are also weapons in the cabinet that I used back then, and I gave them to you as well."
Duanwu did not refuse. He remembered that when he was in the army, he had a comrade who was a lay disciple of Shaolin. His kung fu was so good that Duanwu's fists could not break through his body's defense. It is said that he practices Kung Fu similar to Iron Shirt.
At that time, Duanwu also wanted to learn how to use both hands, but unfortunately, the other party said that it was a boy's skill and needed to be practiced since childhood. It took him fifteen years to achieve such an achievement.
At that time, Duanwu had to lament that although Chinese martial arts was extensive and profound, it would not be something that could be mastered overnight.
So he became more and more interested in Ksitigarbha's killing technique.
He does not reject this as a killing technique, because the fighting skills learned by special forces are originally killing techniques.
There is no good or evil in martial arts, only people are good or evil.
So even if this is a killing technique, it is only learned by people with a sense of justice to save people.
But if he is a person with evil intentions, no matter how upright he learns, he will only do bad things.
So Dragon Boat Festival unfolded the pages of the book and read the words on it with the help of moonlight.
Traditional Chinese characters were used in the Republic of China, but they were very similar to the current characters, and the Dragon Boat Festival was completely understandable. What's more, although this Ksitigarbha is a killer, he can write well and draw good pictures.
There are diagrams and text on it, recording a tactic commonly used in assassinations.
Duan Wu was no stranger to this type of tactic, because he thought he had had this idea when he was learning Military Body Boxing, and wondered whether Military Body Boxing would be useful in a battle.
He didn't understand it at first and thought that Juntiquan was an old routine and something that was outdated. All modern warrior kings should learn Sanda.
Sanda does not stick to moves, but improvises on the spot and adapts to circumstances. This is a natural preference for people who have not been exposed to martial arts.
However, when Dragon Boat Festival gradually integrated the body boxing into actual combat, it was discovered that the so-called moves were not without merit. It allows you to capture your opponent in a simpler way, or seriously injure your opponent.
So at this time, I read the assassination technique in one go. Although this two-handed sword technique, which was recorded as the three life-killing moves, seems to have a tacky name, it is absolutely invincible when used for assassination.
Before Dragon Boat Festival, he used to use fast swords. Because he shot quickly and moved quickly, many Japanese kendo masters were killed by Dragon Boat Festival without even having time to react.
But when it comes to people like Ksitigarbha, it's hard to say.
Ksitigarbha's speed is superior to Dragon Boat Festival, and his power is also superior to Dragon Boat Festival. And if Duanwu hadn't used a little cleverness to divert Ksitigarbha's attention to the lower plate, I'm afraid his headbutt wouldn't have been effective.
So at this time, learning some new sword skills is very important for the Dragon Boat Festival.
What's more, Jizo's swordsmanship is not only suitable for single combat, but also very suitable for group killings.
If you follow the game settings, it is a skill similar to a stunt.
Of course, it's not that exaggerated in reality, but the range becomes larger when attacking, from fighting one person to fighting multiple people.
But Duanwu felt that this seemed impossible. Because the attack range is too wide, how can it be done with just a pair of daggers?
Duanwu continued to look back to see what was going on, because the sword technique had to match the footwork. It is somewhat similar to Baguazhang. It uses footwork to continuously change its body position at the moment of the attack, thereby expanding the range of the attack.
"Wonderful!"
Duanwu was very amazed. He didn't expect that Chinese martial arts was indeed profound and profound. Footwork combined with swordsmanship formed a new tactic. If used properly, a million-strong army could be decapitated as a general.
Before Dragon Boat Festival, I thought this was a joke, made up by predecessors.
But now it seems that my vision is too narrow. In that era without computers, mobile phones, and war, human wisdom was of course focused on the study of martial arts.
So what miracle happened and what was impossible?
After reading the footwork, there were a few more pages, and these pages surprised Duanwu even more. In addition to a few pictures of acupuncture points on the human body, they turned out to be the long-lost acupuncture hand.
Recalling Jizo's finger just now, one blow caused the brother beside him to lose consciousness. If used in a battle, you can kill people without a sword, just one finger is enough.
When the time comes, he will be a little devil with just one finger of Dragon Boat Festival, and the little devil will say that he is cheating again! ...
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
