Throughout the ages, there have been many mystical professions in the world, and they have been known, but no one has ever seen them.

In this legend, there is a group of extremely mysterious people, they walk the streets, the alleys, the car is always full of goods, but they never sell, people ask them, you have so many goods in the car, why never hear you sell. They just replied lightly: "My goods, only on credit!"

When they give goods on credit, they leave a proverb, and if the prophecy is fulfilled, they come to collect the money. But those who received the goods on credit never saw them again.

This group of people in the legend, they know the past life, know the future life, can measure the destiny of heaven, pass through yin and yang, and they know everything in the world.

They seem to have long since formed an organization that has been passed down from generation to generation. So those who have seen them, or those who have not seen them, call them "Knife Bearers!"

In a restaurant in Chang'an City, the storyteller held a paper folding fan in his hand, a purple clay pot on the table, and knocked on the table with his right hand holding a shocking wood, and said to the guests in the restaurant.

"Hey, you say, is there really a credit knife man in this world?"

"I haven't seen it, I don't know. Maybe it was all made up by the storyteller!"

"Yes, I haven't heard anyone say that I've seen this credit knife man, but I've heard a lot from this storyteller. ”

The guests below are all debating whether the legend of the Knife Man is true or not.

"Sir, you have said so many legends of the people who use the knife on credit, have you also seen it, sir?" asked a man with a large knife in his hand.

"Hey, you can't say that, this credit knife man, that's not something that ordinary people can see, even if someone is lucky enough to see it, they don't necessarily know that it's them. The storyteller said seriously.

"So Mr. has never seen it, and he is still talking so expressively here, hahaha......" There was a burst of laughter in the restaurant

At this time, on the market outside the restaurant, a man leading a carriage slowly walked towards the restaurant.

The man looked twenty-five or sixteen, his long black hair hung down his shoulders, a breeze blew, his long hair stroked over his delicate face, the carriage behind him looked a little heavy, and the horse walked out of the restaurant in line with the man's pace.

"Guest, please. What do you want to eat?" an enthusiastic junior ran out to greet the man.

"Let's have some food and drink!" the man's voice was soft, but it felt powerful, and every word was audible.

"Okay, please come in!" Xiao Er beckoned the man into the restaurant.

The man found an empty table and sat down.

At this time, the storyteller upstairs continued to tell the guests of the restaurant the legend of the knife man.

This legend more than ten years ago, there was an official, once met a knife man, the official and the family wife has been married for more than three years, but the official's wife, has not been pregnant, which can be anxious for the official, so the official visited the famous doctors in various places, but there is still no way. ”

Late one night, officials heard shouts outside the residence. ”

"Know the destiny of heaven, know the future, know yin and yang, predict the future life, and ask the credit knife man first" This voice has been outside the official's mansion for a long time.

Finally, the officials sent someone to check outside the mansion, and saw a man with a knife in his hand, leaning on the carriage, dressed in a black robe, his hat covering his face and making it impossible to see clearly, and his mouth kept shouting that sentence.

"Hey, hey, hey, the seller, let's go, go somewhere else. A housekeeper said to the man.

The man stopped shouting and looked at the housekeeper.

"Go and tell your lord, if you want to have a son, you will come out and give me a knife on credit, if you don't want to, then I will leave!" the man said lightly. After saying that, he began to shout again.

"Master, there is a man outside, saying that the master wants to have a son, and he needs to go out and give him a knife on credit. The family hurriedly ran to the mansion and told the officials.

The official was stunned when he heard it, and the official had more or less heard the rumors of the person who took the knife on credit.

"Could it be, the rumored one, the man on credit!" the official said with some excitement.

The official hurriedly came outside the mansion and saw that the man was still shouting.

"Dare to ask, is what your Excellency said true!"

"Of course it's true! The man didn't even look at the official.

"Excuse me, this knife, do you take it on credit, or not!" the man continued.

"Credit, credit, I'll be on credit!" the official said with some excitement.

"Okay, here's the knife for you, a year later, if you have a son, I'll come back to you to ask for money!" After speaking, the man threw the knife out of his hand, seemingly simple and casual. But the speed of the knife is amazingly fast.

"Bang"

In the blink of an eye, the knife was stuck in the door of the official's mansion!

The officials and several family members were shocked. Then he turned around and tried to say something, but the man disappeared into the street at some point. The carriage disappeared along with it, but the sound of the carriage moving was not heard.

Just a year after the official met the knife man, the official's wife had a son. The officials originally thought that the knife man had come back to ask for money for the knife. But the man never reappeared.

In order to convince everyone of the legend of the sword man, the storyteller told such a story. But the people below still don't believe it, they think it's more funny, that someone can disappear out of thin air.

The handsome-looking man sitting below, listening to the rumors told by the storyteller, took a glass of wine and drank it all, and ate the dishes on the table by himself.

No matter how noisy the people in the restaurant were, or how expressive the storyteller was, he never raised his head.

After a while, the storyteller finished the story, his face was a little tired, and he shook his head helplessly when he looked at the rumors that he was still talking about the knife man below.

When the storyteller was about to leave, he saw the man downstairs who was drinking and eating by himself, and frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

The storyteller hurriedly went downstairs, only to find that the man was gone.

"Xiao Er, where is the man who sat here just now?" asked the storyteller, grabbing Xiao Er, pointing to the table where the man was just now.

"Let's go!

Mr. Storyteller hurriedly chased him out, but there was no trace of the man!