"Holly?" Yang Fan pulled away the dusty scabbard, and a metallic light sound was as crisp as a warbler's cry.

Holly, embroidered spring, it seems that this knife is also cast in the style of embroidered spring knife. Qiu Shi smiled and said: "This knife, the knife embryo used, is the bone of the ancient knife, when the knife was cast, it was also bloody, and after Kaifeng, no one dared to use it." ”

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?" ”

Qiu Defeat sneered: "When refining, all human blood is used, and it was originally for a madman." But the sword was finished, but the man died. If you don't want it, don't give it back to me, the knife is opened, and the legend is that it is a confession. ”

Zheng!

The knife was re-sheathed, Yang Fan smiled, and said, "It's okay, I'll go back first, do you want money?" ”

The old cripple laughed, "Do you think I'll be short of money?" ”

"Then take your leave." Yang Fan took the holly and embroidered spring and walked out of the alley. The old man sat in the old place, muttering words in his mouth, and after half a ring, he slowly closed the stone door and waited quietly for the candlelight to fade away.

"It's time for me to go to sleep, too."

The stone chamber slowly darkened, and there was no more movement.

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The tea stall at the entrance of the village, to put it bluntly, has a table and four benches. It's as simple as that. The bookkeeper saw that the young teahouse was pouring tea for the old Taoist with a pot of tea, and the tea soup was very clear, and at first glance it was a good tea, so he lamented it very much: "Youzi, you are going to die." Give this dead old man such a good tea drink, go, just get some tea leaves for him to drink. ”

The oil that was squatting on the side and nibbling on the steamed bun pouted, and said, "The tea leaves have all made you entertain the old monk of Jinling last time." There is nothing that is not the end. ”

As a result, the account office has a gloomy face.

The two of them just sat at the entrance of the village and began to babble without a word.

"What's the matter?"

The old man is unkempt. The sloppy torn robe shook on the table, and the ash on the table can be shaken. provoked the account office to cover his hand directly on the tea soup. "My two apprentices went to ask for a sword today, and they were beaten back. Look, how is this account calculated? ”

The bookkeeper's face was not good-looking, and he said angrily: "How to calculate? You're so capable of fighting back. ”

The old Taoist glanced at it and said jokingly: "If you seek defeat, you will definitely not give the old Taoist face so much, but the kid who didn't make it was beaten by a kid, which I can't bear, but in front of the old man, I can't bear it, and I can't bear it." Your idea is poisonous. Think about it. ”

When the sun was shining, the old tree at the entrance of the village was already bare, only black branches remained, and the bookkeeper glanced at the man who came over, and murmured: "Don't you have a way, and you are still playing sloppy with me here." ”

The old Taoist locked his eyes on the person who came over, and a not weak aura shocked the old Taoist to raise his eyebrows, and even his buttocks were a little unstable.

He naturally knew that this young man had a profound background.

The bookkeeper finally showed a lewd smile. said: "There are also times when you are cowardly, don't be cowardly if you have the ability." Aren't you going to beat people? Come on, sit tight, let's talk about life. Wait well. ”

It is no coincidence that Yang Fan will come over. The man and woman followed him all the way out of the house. He doesn't like the feeling of being watched, so. It's easy to get a foothold from an old man.

"You're looking for me?"

"Wound my apprentice, be a master. Avenge him, don't you think? ”

"First, it was the lame man who wounded him. Second, if you are injured and ask the master to help, in my opinion, it is a kind of shameless thing. ”

"Hehe, sharp teeth."

Yang Fan glanced at it, and the two people on the tea stall seemed to be a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. The old Taoist smiled coldly and said, "Old Dao Xuankong, do you think it is to abolish the internal force or cut off an arm?" It's simpler like this, and the old way won't make a move. ”

"Hehe, Xuankong. Don't scare people. You're going to abolish him with your mouth open, and you're not ashamed? ”

The old Taoist stared at Yang Fan and said with a smile: "I'm serious, Lao Luo, you also know that I've always been a short-sighted person." ”

Yang Fan looked at the old account room, seemed to remember something, and asked, "You are not the account room of Jinling Tongfu Teahouse, why did you come here?" Yang Fan has eaten and drunk a lot of places in Jinling City, and he still remembers the old account room of this teahouse.

"Oh? The little baby has a good memory. The owner ate the lawsuit, ran away, and naturally came back. ”

Xuankong Dao's face darkened, this fucking ignored his existence. He asked him to answer, but he diverted the topic to answer what he didn't have. And, judging from his reply, it seemed that his mind was still recalling things just now.

"Lao Dao has changed his mind. Be sure to nullify your internal strength first, and then break one of your arms! ”

Yang Fan turned his head, looked at the angry old Dao, and said lightly: "You, very annoying." "A knife came, a glimpse came, the wind and dust, it seemed to be in a hurry.

"The knife has not seen blood, so it will cut off your arm, how about it?"

The phantom flashed, and Yang Fan's holly knife forced the old way. He has seen it, the level of the old way, but it is half a pound and eight taels with him, but Erer.

The knife was very fast, and the back of Yang Fan's hand was already a bulge of green tendons, holding the handle of the knife firmly in his hand, and the internal force in his body was like boiling water, rolling and flowing. He doesn't waste too much time like a very old man, the acquired realm, he has too many advantages compared to the normal acquired realm, so that Yang Fan has a strong self-confidence, just this knife, he can cut the old dao under the knife, as long as he is willing.

In the air, the cry of the knife fell, whistling like a dragon's groan, this knife is very stupid. There are no too many bells and whistles, and it is completely straight down. If he wanted to, he could have slashed directly from the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the Xuankong, however, his knife was sideways and slashed towards Lao Dao's shoulder.

"I said, if you talk so much nonsense, I'll cut off your arm."

Lao Dao's pupils shrank, and he quickly retreated backwards.

Holly finally fell. The sound of the knife was like a roar, and the explosion sound in the air fell directly, blood splattered, and a human arm was directly unloaded.

Where Yang Fan landed, the dust settled.

There was a painful roar behind him. Lao Dao was splashed with his own blood, and when he saw that the arm that was still in front of him had now fallen to the ground, he suddenly felt anger and horror.

With the knife in the sheath, Yang Fan turned to leave, looked at the hideous face, and said, "I don't have the ability, don't learn how to protect the calves, and don't put any ridiculous cruel words." ”

The bookkeeper walked towards the village with an ugly face. The children of the village were frolicking in the fields, and when they saw the haunting of the account room, they all squatted behind the straw pile and played peek-a-boo with him.

Tanaka's second baby, who was still playing with the mud, wiped the mud on his face that was hit by his friends, and happened to stare at each other with the account room. The accountant with a dead face glared at him, "Don't wash it yet." ”

"Hmm." The second baby turned around, and was just about to run, when he tripped over the straw next to him and fell to the ground, and fell into a dog eating, and his little face happened to fall into the wet mud pile, which made the friends behind the straw pile giggle. (To be continued......)