The words of the ghost knife reminded Chen Zhi of the five creepy red-belted warriors in the moonlight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Knife, can you tell me about the samurai in the organization?" , Chen Zhi had never asked these questions about the Ghost Knife before, but his identity was different now, he had become an important player in the organization, since he needed to rely on these powerful warriors in the future, he urgently needed to learn about these warriors on the body of the Ghost Knife now.

"We samurai have all grown up in the organization, some of them are descendants of the samurai, and some of them are children of bone spirits selected by the organization outside," Oni replied softly, looking at the wine glass in his hand.

"We were trained within the organization, and the hierarchy of the samurai was very strict, without a hint of human affection. From the original white belt samurai, he gradually rose to the blue belt samurai, but being promoted to a red belt samurai is the highest honor in a samurai's life. There are only five Red Belt Samurai in the organization, and it has been like this since ancient times, and when you become a Red Belt Samurai, you become a great samurai, and you are the leader of all the samurai."

"Actually, your hierarchy is quite funny, it sounds like taekwondo", Chen Zhi said with a smile on the edge of wine,

"Besides, what age is it now, why bother with the dogmatism of red and white belts? Why don't you just promote more Red Belt Samurai? I remember when I was in the fox cave, the samurai named Fu Ye Wanda seemed to have been betrayed because he was not promoted to a red belt, right? I heard that among the red belt samurai, three of them are descendants of the surname Ji, so it seems that this promotion system also values blood, right? ”

"Not really," Ghost Dao shook his head firmly and said, "The promotion to a red belt samurai is completely the result of strength and weakness, and has nothing to do with bloodline. Fu Ye Wanda is a very good samurai, a person I have respected since I was a child, he is very prestigious in the organization, but he did not understand until he died, and the extreme physical technique is not the result of brute force."

After saying this, the ghost knife paused slightly, touched the cuff and continued.

"Actually, the color of our wristbands is not dyed, we have been adults for each person, and everyone will get a white wristband, these wristbands are woven from the feathers of blazing birds in ancient times, blessed by the gods and witches of the organization, and will change color according to the ability of the samurai, when we tie this wristband to the wrist, it is impossible to take it off in this life."

"That means that you Red Belt Samurai are not canonized, but naturally generated?" , Chen Zhi asked in surprise.

"Yes," the ghost knife nodded and replied, "Actually, these wristbands automatically change color on our hands.

When I was 15 years old, I was given a white wristband, and at 18 I was turned blue, and at that time, many of the older white belt samurai had not changed color. And on the night of my 22nd birthday, the wristband turned red overnight. At that time, Fu Ye Wanda was already over fifty years old, and he had not waited for this day.

As a samurai, the pursuit of this kind of glory is unimaginable, and many blue ribbon samurai have never seen the wristband change color throughout their lives, so they began to suspect that this wristband system was a scam from beginning to end, and it was operated in the dark by the upper echelons of the organization based on the nobility of blood. So, some of the samurai died of depression, but there were others who were not resigned to this fate, so they rebelled."

"Mutiny? Where did it go, the dark part? ”

Chen Zhi was very sensitive to the word mutiny, and he immediately thought of the dark part that had been fighting with the organization in the dark.

"Yes!" , The ghost knife nodded lightly,

"I don't know much about the Shadows, but I do know that they are recruiting a lot of samurai. Some blue ribbon warriors who thought they were talented but did not get promoted defected to the Shadows. They slashed their wrists with sharp knives, stained their wristbands with blood, and swore that they would not share the Order. I heard that these people used evil magic in the shadows to double their abilities and become very powerful in a short period of time, but the exact extent is still unknown."

"I see," Chen Zhi nodded and looked at the wrist of the ghost knife, "These wristbands can really turn red on their own?" ”

"Yes!" , The ghost knife smiled lightly, and pulled out the bright red wristband on his wrist,

"The more capable you are, the more vivid the colors will be. The leader said that this bright red color was made by the blood of generations of samurai and dyed with their souls, and it was the most just judgment of force and the glory of the samurai's life. In fact, before the wristband changed color, the samurai was already clear about his ability, and when the physical skills were practiced to the limit, they needed to understand to complete the latter part, but unfortunately Fu Ye didn't understand it when he died. ”

When the ghost knife said that Fu Ye Wanda was here, he seemed to be a little sad, and drank a few glasses of cold wine in a row.

Chen Zhi looked at the bright red color on the cuffs of the ghost knife and asked, "Among you red-belted warriors, who is the woman with scars on her shoulders?" She knew you got the white knife and said she wanted to take a look."

The eyes of the ghost knife suddenly flashed vigilantly, then lowered his head, and said with a light smile, "Her name is Ji Ying, she is the daughter of the chief, her parents are both great samurai, she is very powerful, don't provoke her."

After the ghost knife said this, he reached out and took the long knife that had been beside him, pulled out the scabbard, and suddenly, a diffuse glow burst out with a cold air, suppressing the incandescent light in the room.

"I was about to ask you, the words engraved on this should be divine script, help me see what it means?"

The ghost knife pointed to a text engraved on the snow-white knife and said.

Chen Zhi looked carefully, and saw that this was a combined word, the main word was more complicated, and the secondary word represented killing.

"This word is pronounced: commandment", Chen Zhi looked at the ghost knife and said, "If I am not mistakenly translated, the name of this divine knife of Bai Qian should be called - Killing Commandment."

"Huh! Looks like this knife suits me perfectly", Ghost Knife smiled, put the knife close to his body, and continued to drink.

The next morning, the Bao family's men carried Fat Wei back on the mountain, and Fat Wei slept next to the tombstone of his third son for half the night, and his legs could no longer move in the morning. Chen Zhi and Ghost Dao both drank a lot of wine and slept on the table in the long hall, and the two of them drank a table of wine bottles unknowingly overnight.

After everyone sobered up during the day, they decided to leave the villa and return to Chen Zhi's house together, they had been out for so long, Chen Zhi's father had already been worried. During this time, Chen Zhi kept contacting his father on the phone, lying to his father that he was still out of town, and his father was not interested in exposing his lies, but kept urging him to go home early. So after they greeted Lord Leopard, they decided to move back to the Hall of Fate collectively.

Everyone still doesn't know that a huge surprise is about to fall on their heads. (To be continued.) )