The history of the pine pattern sword can be traced back to the Warring States Period.
A famous killer hid the earliest pine pattern sword in fish intestines and killed the king of Wu.
This is what "Historical Records" calls "specializing in assassinating king officials", and the pine pattern sword also got its name "Yuchang Sword".
Later, with the change of dynasties, the pine pattern sword gradually became wider, and by the Ming Dynasty, it was only a little narrower than the ordinary sword.
The materials used are all of the highest quality, and the forging techniques are inherited from ancestors. They combine hardness and softness, and have become a famous sword type as famous as the "Tai'a" and "Longquan" swords.
When Ye Wumian was studying history, he read about the origin of the Songwen Sword. He had studied swordsmanship for a long time, and he had some skills in appreciating swords.
But seeing the sword unsheathed, it looked delicate and elegant under the moonlight. The sword body is long and narrow. If you look closely, you can see that the lines are carefully carved, and the patterned edge hides a row of fine teeth. It would be impossible to do this without the painstaking efforts of a skilled craftsman.
What a rare and good sword!
Ye Wumian said: "Brother Zhou, this sword is precious. I have no merit and no reward, so I can't take it."
Zhou Xian shouted: "As the saying goes, swords are given to heroes! You are a hero, and this pine-patterned sword is elegant and handsome. It is most suitable for you to use, so don't refuse it!"
He originally asked for this sword from a nobleman in Fusi, Jinyiwei Town, Nanjing, and planned to give it to his daughter.
However, I received a letter from home a few days ago and found out that my daughter went to Wugong Mountain secretly with the maid in the house without even saying hello. She didn't even celebrate her sixteenth birthday with her family.
He was angry for a long time. I had to stay up all night today, thinking that he was a girl, so I happened to give him the sword in anticipation of seeing my daughter the next day. I deliberately told him this to make my daughter angry.
Ye Wumian saw that he was determined and couldn't refuse. What's more, he really needs a sword to overcome the twists and turns along the way.
He took the sword with both hands and said sincerely: "Thank you, Brother Zhou, for the gift of the sword!"
Carefully, he sheathed the sword and put it away.
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xian took out another booklet from his arms, which was exactly the method of practicing the eight swords in "Lv Ye Shu Huai".
"Take this sword technique, don't push it, don't refuse it!"
Having taken all the swords, Ye Wumian had no choice but to put down his sword skills.
It was expected that Zhou Baihu would give him a lot of gifts. If he did not return the gifts, he would be rude.
But he had nothing else to offer, so what could he give as a gift?
You can't give him a few pieces of silver!
Suddenly he got into trouble and said with a smile: "Brother Zhou, it's rude to come and go without reciprocating. You happened to say earlier that my internal power is good. I will give you my internal power now. You can keep it for now. Don't distract it. Go back and study it carefully. "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", if you feel this inner power, you may be able to discover many benefits and gain something."
Zhou Xian's eyes lit up and he laughed and said, "Then I will be disrespectful!"
He stretched out his hand openly and showed his pulse.
Without any sleep or procrastination, he pinched Zhou Xian's pulse with two fingers and injected the purest and most refined internal power of the "Heart Sutra" into his meridians.
The three captains next to him were all tut-tutting. He thought to himself: Zhou Baihu just met this young lady tonight, how could he trust her so much and let her take his pulse?
It should be noted that for people in the martial arts world, the pulse gate is like the gate of life and should not be easily grasped by others. If you take hold of it, you will most likely be controlled by others.
Zhou Xian is also a master of martial arts. He understands this truth but does not shy away from it, which shows that he is very relieved about this new "girl" he has made.
Ye Wumian collected his power and said: "Brother Zhou, you can store this internal power temporarily. You can store it in the Yongquan point at the bottom, and in the Qihai point at the top. When you need to realize it, use it. If it doesn't happen one day When needed, either release it externally and overflow, or use your own internal strength to refine it until it is assimilated."
Zhou Xian circulated his internal power and pressed it on the Yongquan point on the sole of his foot. After feeling it, he praised: "What a pure and soft internal power!"
He grinned, happy that the trust he had put in was not in vain.
Allowing foreign internal force to enter the body is a dangerous move. Once the other party has harmful intentions and does anything while infusing the internal force, it can cause endless harm.
Some people even have toxins hidden in their internal energy, which can affect a person's movement in the slightest, or damage the meridians and cause death in the worst case.
With all these taboos, Zhou Xian still agreed to the injection of inner energy from Ye Wumian, which was a gamble of trust.
And Ye Wumian did not disappoint him. This internal force of his was a different kind of internal force to Zhou Xian, but it was completely harmless and soft, causing almost no repulsion, which attracted Zhou Xian's praise.
The two of them came and went, giving each other gifts. In the blink of an eye, it was already the fifth watch.
Zhou Xian straightened his clothes and walked out with the three captains. Without looking back, he said, "I still have official duties to attend to, so I'll leave first. We meet in the mountains and rivers, and we will see you again in the future."
I stayed awake all night long and bowed my head to say goodbye to him, chanting cherished words.
He thought to himself: "Brother Zhou, his front foot is just like my brother and sister, and his back foot is so free and easy. The precious pine pattern sword is given away as soon as it is given away. The swordsmanship is not secretive, but it is a bit like the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, which is different from today's This world is very different."
It is very rare to have someone like Zhou Baihu among the Jinyi Guards.
As soon as Zhou Baihu left, the small Zhemei Inn building was like a pot exploding, and countless chaotic footsteps sounded, like a hundred ghosts walking at night.
It is also like a fisherman closing his net and taking away a handful of small fish and shrimps.
Hearing the rough yelling, shouting and crying, as well as the sound of sticks, punches and kicks, Ye Wumian felt a sense of awe in his heart.
"The Jin Yiwei's actions tonight are called arresting Yue Buqi, but they actually arrested many unrelated people. The violent machine of the Ming Dynasty really deserves its reputation."
Luo Xiangzhu was also horrified when he heard this, knowing that this must be Zhou Baihu and other Jinyi captains performing official duties. It is difficult to connect the two images before and after.
When the movement in the small inn gradually died down and fell into a deathly silence, the two of them let out a long breath.
Ye Wumian mopped the water on the ground and asked Luo Xiangzhu to lie down again.
Luo Xiangzhu lay on the bed and asked: "Amian, the noise these Jin Yiwei made in the inn is more noisy than the Chinese New Year, and more ferocious than the slaughter of pigs in the house. Their high officials are very kind to you."
Could it be that he only thinks you are a woman and has fallen in love with you? "
Ye Wumian smiled awkwardly and said: "Well, how should I put this? Judging from the age of this Zhou Baihu, he is more than enough to be my father. Presumably, he will not have such thoughts, right?"
Luo Xiangzhu just asked briefly, said nothing more, and fell asleep again.
I smiled at him all night long and thought to myself: "Miss, sweet dreams."
After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the weather turns cold, the earth's atmosphere is not warm enough, and the chill hits you in the middle of the night.
Ye Wumian gently pressed the quilt for her to be careful of her catching a cold. The night was long, and after that he pressed the quilt several times. Luo Xiangzhu fell into a deep sleep, and still kicked the quilt in his dream.
I have no dreams or sleep at night. I added some oil to the lamp and took advantage of the weak light to look at the pine pattern sword carefully. The more I looked at it, the more I liked it. The more I gestured, the more I couldn't put it down.
Luo Fanxi also gave him some good swords in the past, but he disliked most of them because they were long and heavy and not suitable for him. After dancing a few times, they were thrown aside to eat ashes.
This time when they were running for their lives, they didn't want to carry those swords with them. They would rather make bamboo swords from materials anywhere.
This pine pattern sword is only three feet tall and weighs only one kilogram. It moves like an arm and uses fingers without any pressure at all. It is no longer a burden.
After reading the Eight Swords in "Lv Ye Shu Huai", he realized that the set of swordsmanship given to him by Zhou Xian was not ordinary. If one day I can master it, I will be as good as my first six swords of "Wang Yue".
It wasn't until the rooster crowed on the second day and the sun showed dawn that he understood the logic of internal energy movement and the details of the sword moves of "Thin Grass and Breeze Shore" and "Dangerous Canoe at Night". He only waited for free space to practice one move. After reading it, you can start to understand it.
In the morning, the inn was deserted and no longer lively as it was yesterday.
Several guests got up early and gathered in the corridor with lingering fears, talking about Jin Yiwei's arrest.
The door to the guest room was open in several places, and there were many signs of fighting inside, and the tenant was nowhere to be found.
There were also some customers who couldn't wait to pay and leave, with some bruises and redness on their faces. I don't know who accidentally touched someone's bad luck.
Thanks to Jin Yiwei's generous efforts, last night was a rainy and windy night.
Those winds and rains all blow and rain on people's hearts.
Seeing the state of the inn, the two of them had no choice but to go to other stalls, have some breakfast in a hurry, pack some dry food, and go to the tailor shop to buy some men's clothes. Luo Xiangzhu went back to the room to change and tidy up a little. Ichiban.
Sleepless nights, I went to the stable to pick up the horses and settle the fees for fodder and horse care.
After paying nearly a hundred cash for fodder, I spent sleepless nights thinking about it, and there was not much money left.
When you go out, you have to spend money everywhere. If you spend money like this these two days, I am afraid that within a few days, you will have to find a rich man who is rich and unkind, and rob his wealth to give to your own poverty.
He took Luo Xiangzhu downstairs and helped her carefully get on the horse. Just as he was leading the horse out of the backyard, the waiter of the inn hurried over and waved his hand: "You two guests, stay here for a moment!"
Seeing that he was indeed calling her, Ye Wumian temporarily tied up the horse, clasped his fist at him and said, "Brother, I have already paid all the expenses such as rent, horse feed, food, etc., but I don't know what else is going on? "
The waiter pulled a towel to wipe the sweat and said: "The female guest officer misunderstood. You have naturally settled the money. I stopped you because a customer asked me to transfer this thing to you."
"oh?"
Ye Wumian looked at the waiter in confusion and took a palm-sized sandalwood box from his hand.
The box is engraved with strange patterns, the patterns are strange and ancient, like a curse picture of aversion to victory.
After opening the box, before I could see what was inside, my thumb closest to the mouth of the box felt a sharp pain.
Ye Wumian frowned and was about to throw away his hand when he heard the waiter say: "No guest, the man gave the order, saying that although the centipede bite is painful, it is not poisonous. When some blood food is given to him, he will accept it as his master." , it will be of great benefit to you in the future.”
Ye Wumian forced down the pain and looked into the box. Sure enough, a black-red centipede was struggling to take a small bite of flesh and blood from his thumb, chewing it up and eating it.
After eating, she climbed onto his arm and walked back and forth a few times to smell him.
"This...?" Just as he was about to speak, the centipede seemed to have finished its patrol, and slowly crawled back into the box, shook its two slender tentacles, and fell asleep comfortably.
Ye Wumian ran through his internal energy and looked inside his internal organs. There were no traces of poisoning or any discomfort, but there was no benefit at all.
He said angrily: "Aside from being bitten by it, losing a piece of flesh, and bleeding some, what good does it do to me?"
The waiter scratched his head, not knowing how to explain.
He is just a mouthpiece, taking people's money and doing things for them, who knows the inside story?
In a dilemma, I saw a graceful and beautiful woman in dark green clothes with two braids walking towards her.
She said a long blessing to Luo Xiangzhu who was riding on the horse, and nodded to Ye Wumian, saying: "Woman, this centipede was given to you by me because I thanked you for taking action last night and teaching those imperial officials a lesson. lackey."
During the sleepless sword fight last night, there were countless people eavesdropping and watching in the dark, so it was not a surprise for this woman to know about it.
Ye Wumian smiled strangely and said: "I won't say anything about your thanks to me. Why did you let the centipede bite me? Isn't this repaying kindness with enmity?"
The woman in green waved her hands and said: "Hero, listen to me. I am a native of Meishan. Meishan has a technique called centipede-wearing, which is used to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters. Specifically, if it is carved on the bridge, it can prevent evil dragons. Send floods to protect all people. Raising a centipede can help its owner escape safely when encountering the evil dragon."
She pointed to the door and said: "If you don't believe it, you can go out to Dongshi Old Street and see. Several wind and rain bridges nearby are engraved with centipede patterns, which are used to eat dragons and avoid water. .”
