Qin Xiaochuan's footsteps to eat and drink at the cat demon shrine were relaxed, and the mood on the way back to the coffin shop was Shen.lā The coffin shop has a simple population, and Rin Ruomei often picks up corpses outside and drags them back for free burial, and she has to be busy opening a branch, and for a long time she almost couldn't even pay the shopkeeper of the branch, and of course she couldn't afford to hire extra guys. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Fortunately, the hardship has always been the most chaotic in the Central Plains, and there are always free martial arts people who avoid trouble and seek to retreat, so they opened one, two, three, four and five branches.

Later, Rin Ruomei picked up a person who wanted to commit suicide from outside and gave it to the old man at home as a companion. That guy had a gloomy face all day long, and it didn't take long for him to be sent to transport the corpse with Qin Xiaochuan, and before he knew it, a year had passed like this......

How much can people change in one year?

In Qin Xiaochuan's opinion, he has not changed at all! The face is still the same face, the sword is still the same sword. The corpse that has been transported for more than a year takes a bath, and the smell of Ganoderma lucidum on his body is still occasionally there. The guy who transported the corpse together saw that there were thick dark circles under his eyes, and Qin Xiaochuan's little white face was still happy all day long, and he was still in the mood to help his guy with a new name.

"How about calling it a zombie sword? It's very close to your skin tone. ”

"Get out!"

Continuing to veto titles such as "zombie face" and "two dogs", the newcomers named themselves "mourning" in a lifeless manner, making the boring work of measuring corpses and coffins a little less fun. Qin Xiaochuan conscientiously became familiar with the eleventh method of making coffin boards, and after seeing most of the strange deaths in the world, he finally broke out.

He recalled the novels he had read before, played with a handful of toilet water with spirits, and saved a few times on the roadside, creating a little side income for the coffin shop. In just one year, Rin Ruomei has opened more than a dozen branches, creating a lot of employment opportunities for martial arts people who want to retire and ordinary people around them. For a month, the coffin shop posted a recruitment list every day, and there was a large demand for shopkeepers and lumberjacks. Later, as soon as the accounts were settled at the end of the month, Qin Xiaochuan decided to continue selling flower water.

The smell of corpses and perfume is probably the most bizarre combination in the world. For a long time, every time I saw him, I would cover my nose and make a love affair, and the dark circles under my eyes became more and more obvious.

Finally one day, Rin Ruomei couldn't help but run and ask, "Where is your sword?" ”

Qin Xiaochuan patted his waist: "Here." ”

"I practice my sword late every night until the early hours of the morning, why don't I see any movement from you?" Rin Ruomei is very worried, the plaything is demoralized, little brother.

"He's overdrawing his physical strength and life like that, I'm so smart, how can I be as stupid as that brother." Qin Xiaochuan put down the bottles and cans in his hand, picked up a rag and wiped his hands, his eyes were very clear: "I have a new swordsmanship, I want to ask my sister to correct it!" ”

In the valley, Rin Ruomei took off her disguise, dressed in black and with a long knife in her hand. Qin Xiaochuan usually uses a single sword, but his left and right hands are equally flexible, and if he moves faster, he can occasionally use a single sword to play the effect of double swords. However, that would be too cruel to the speed requirements, so his new swordsmanship was not such a small trick.

Rin Ruomei tried slightly, feeling like she wanted to vomit blood.

Qin Xiaochuan's moves and styles still looked clumsy. But after one move, Rin Ruomei felt a strange vitality invade her body, accelerating the flow of qi and blood - she was unprepared at the time, and almost rushed back with her qi and blood, and this feeling deepened with the time of the move, and became more and more uncomfortable.

Rin Ruomei swept away the surrounding obstacles with a knife, and she didn't want to fight him at all. "You're not right." She softened: "How?" "It's not luck into the sword, it's not the sword qi finger point, everything is invisible and phaseless, in short, I was hit by it unconsciously, which makes people unguardable.

"I use the sword as my hand to mobilize the vitality of the wood spirits that exist around me, and invisibly accelerate the flow of qi and blood in your body." Qin Xiaochuan flicked the blade of the sword and said, "After you are proficient, you should be able to control the rhythm, and maybe you can make the other party explode without effort." "It sounds like a very good prospect, with a swing of the sword, there is no wind and invisible, and a group of people on the opposite side suddenly explode and die inexplicably, and the picture is very thunderbolt.

"But it doesn't necessarily work for the masters." Rin Ruomei said: "Since you can control the vitality of the wood spirit with this, can you control the spiritual power of heaven and earth?" If there is an imbalance between heaven and earth, then ......"

Hey, can the spiritual power of heaven and earth be regarded as a kind of field? Qin Xiaochuan stroked the blade of the sword: "I want to think about it." ”

This move is named "Imperial Spirit", a passive skill, permanently and constantly, the "Let the opponent's qi and blood be unbalanced" buff, disturbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth, affecting the senses and making the magnetic field unbalanced, and the range of skills gradually expands with proficiency.

Rin Ruomei said: "You have excellent understanding, but your swordsmanship is really ugly, and you will anger most swordsmen in the world." Brother, you still have the heart of the apprentice dead. "The mediocre don't look down on you, and the master can't teach you, but fortunately, there was the vitality left by the Faun as a martial arts guide, otherwise what would you do.

Excellent comprehension is actually the physics knowledge he learned in his previous life, of course, he can bring together two things that are not related, and his brain seems to be quite big.

Qin Xiaochuan raised his hand and rubbed the corners of his forehead: "Now, I should be considered free from the influence of the Faun, right?" "For example, subconsciously I always feel that the dual swords are more convenient or something. When he was fighting with the Rainstorm Heart Slave, the cold consciousness that suddenly appeared in his mind woke up Qin Xiaochuan. But later, after the wisp of white qi dissipated, his sea of consciousness was quite normal. So he didn't say it, and Rin Ruomei didn't take the initiative to ask.

Anyway, the faun heard that he was very kind, so he shouldn't do anything like Hades in the play to rob people's bodies......

"Yes." After a moment, Rin Ruomei said, "You have stepped out of your own martial arts. ”

A year later.

The mourning stayed to continue to help, and Qin Xiaochuan was kicked out by Rin Ruomei to do chivalrous deeds. According to Rin Ruomei's words, instead of watching Qin Xiaochuan continue to waste his life on flowers and plants, it is better to go out as soon as possible to carry forward the tradition of this store. In this regard, Qin Xiaochuan retorted, even if he only earns a few copper plates, but it is also money, and questioned whether the store has a tradition? In this regard, the girl of the Blue Mountain pointed to the signboard at the door, "Burial heaven and burial, life and death, go!" ”

In this way, Qin Xiaochuan was successfully liberated from the industry of helping people collect corpses, and no longer fiddled with bottles and cans. In the final analysis, part of the reason is that Rin Ruomei herself can't stand the smell of fragrant and smelly, and the other is that Qin Xiaochuan no longer needs to go to the corpse to feel life and death to strengthen his mind.

"This is for you, the conditions are limited, and the current steel is very expensive." After eating one day, Fu Lanshan handed Qin Xiaochuan a one-foot-long stainless steel short sword, "Occasionally, you can also try dual swords." ”

There is resonance between swords and swords.

On the day Qin Xiaochuan left, the funeral made a special trip to wash his hands and come to see him off. The two looked at each other and didn't say much. Probably related to personal experience, in the comprehension of carrying corpses in this year, the sword technique of mourning has begun to integrate into the unique death qi, and the person just took a path opposite to Qin Xiaochuan as his name suggests. If Qin Xiaochuan's new move is to take the splendor of life, then the sword move of mourning is gradually moving towards the poignant of death. The two knew each other, but they had never used force. The swordsman has heavy sword intent, in fact, sometimes he doesn't need to make a move.

"You wait for me!" Mourning said coldly.

Qin Xiaochuan sleeved his hands, the long sword hung on his waist, and the short sword was tied in his sleeve, and he responded simply: "Okay!" ”

Ask the heavens and the earth, only ask the sword, cross the life, cross the death, and cross the white river!

Two years later, the legend of a swordsman began to spread from the Blue Mountains. It is said that the swordsman was often called "Suzuken" everywhere he passed, and he was very fond of helping the local people eradicate bandits, so the name "Suzuken crossing Shirakawa" began to spread in the martial arts.

But what really gave the name Shirakawa a place in the Central Plains martial arts was another thing.

This starts with Qin Xiaochuan every time he goes to a place, in order to be familiar with the customs and customs, he will first choose to understand the local martial arts. Rin Ruomei's request to him is actually to make up for the lack of foundation through actual combat. After Qin Xiaochuan finished beating the bandits, he felt useless, so he simply embarked on the old path of his martial arts predecessors, worshipping the mountains one by one to compete in martial arts to challenge the world. In order to earn some travel expenses and support his family in the future, after Qin Xiaochuan won the battle, he would collect a round of coffin money per head if he met someone who was not pleasing to the eye. Don't give money? That's easy, hold the sword and fight again! Do you want to sell your coffin!?

As a result, "Suzuken crosses Shirakawa", and gradually became known as "the swordsman who sold his coffin". Finally one day, Qin Xiaochuan angered a group of peers, took the battle post and was led into the encirclement. After a fight with a group of young people with strong blood, he collected a round of coffin money one by one, and then beat the small ones and the old ones, and beat the old ones, and as a result, the whole sect came.

In the battle of the Valley of the Burial Corpse, Suzuken crossed Shirakawa with a move "Imperial Spirit" for the first time to trigger a change in the sky, the sword wind swept by, and the person who was not strong enough exploded and died on the spot, and he experienced a "This is a thunderbolt".

After the fight, Qin Xiaochuan vomited for half an hour, and the murderous name spread, and no one wanted to use him as a soft persimmon. It's that Qin Xiaochuan himself is quite depressed, he originally wanted to be a righteous person, but others unanimously thought that Ling Jiandu Baichuan was also good and evil. Qin Xiaochuan often thinks, is it too late to change his name now?

People are not stained with wind and dust, and the wind and dust stain people!

The creek runs through the forest and winds its way to the mountain pass. Qin Xiaochuan put his hands into the stream and slowly washed away the blood stains between his fingernails.

Two years is not a long time, but it is enough for him to experience what it means to be involuntarily. He tried not to hurt innocent people, and he couldn't guarantee that there would be no innocent lives under the sword. Probably everyone who enters the martial arts has to go through this mental journey. Fortunately, the year of helping in the coffin shop has allowed Qin Xiaochuan to exercise enough mind in the dead man's pile so that he will not lose himself in the killing field.

He looked at his hands, his gaze was very calm, compared to when he had just stepped into the difficult situation three years ago, there was more composure and coldness between his eyebrows.

At this time, Qin Xiaochuan saw the long sword floating in the stream for the third time.

His heart moved, and he remembered a person.