Chapter Seventy-Five: The Black Iron Long Knife

Continue...... Renew my life?!

Little brother is here to give me this thing and let me live?! The picture of the little brother saving him last time is still in my heart, and now he is here to save my life......

I was so moved that I didn't know what to say.

"Don't be in a hurry to be moved, whether you can continue your life depends on your ability." The little brother said politely.

"Little brother, we are old acquaintances, I don't know your name yet......" I said as I poured him a cup of tea.

"Qianjue." The little brother's thin lips moved slightly, and he spit out these two words.

"Qianjue......" I repeated in a low voice.

"Qianjue, Tong-Qianjue, the day I was born, all the creatures in the town except for humans died, even a thousand-year-old tree at the entrance of the town died, from the day I was born, until I was three years old, there were no newborns in the town...... Hence the name Qianjue. He gently explained the origin of his name, and his tone did not fluctuate in the slightest, as if he was telling a story that did not belong to him.

"Let's talk about this knife......" Qian Jue changed the subject.

Qianjue said that this knife is something he found after searching for several big cities and towns around him, this knife was bought by a young man named Qilu from the antique market, I heard that the seller is a very famous local antique dealer, very reputable, people looking for him to buy goods are lined up, this knife or Qilu has long been looking for the seller to line up and say good, the next one no matter how it comes, it will be bought by Qilu.

After the knife was bought back to Qi's house, the knife would always buzz in the middle of the night, and then I would always hear the sound of sharpening the knife in the middle of the night, and when I got up, I saw that it was my father-in-law who was sharpening the long knife in the kitchen, but the father-in-law woke up without any impression of this matter, Qilu didn't take it seriously, and felt that he might have had a nightmare.

The next day, the body of the old man was hung on the hanger on the balcony, the abdomen was dissected, the internal organs of the abdominal cavity and chest cavity were taken out, and they were meticulously placed on the ground at the feet of the old man in the order of arrangement in the human body......

The death of the old man directly made Qilu's wife unconscious, Qilu reported the case, and the police came to investigate, but there was no evidence to prove that Qilu's father-in-law died of homicide, but such a strange and terrifying death would definitely not be a suicide.

It is impossible for a person to cut open his abdomen, cut off all the internal organs, and then perfectly restore the arrangement of the internal organs on the ground, and then hang himself on a hanger!

But no matter how much I investigated, there was no result......

A few days later, the nurse from the hospital called and said that Qilu's wife had gone crazy in the hospital and went to sharpen her knife every night, scaring the nurse on duty half to death, and asked Qilu to take his daughter-in-law home to take care of her.

Qilu suddenly remembered that the first night of his father-in-law's death was sharpening his knife, and those who played antiques had a little superstition, and contacted that when his father-in-law died, he held the black iron long knife in his hand, and he couldn't help but associate the death of his father-in-law and his daughter-in-law's behavior with the long knife, so he guarded his daughter-in-law in the hospital inch by inch, afraid that he would accidentally fall asleep, and specially invited another nurse to watch.

But the next day, I still saw my daughter-in-law in the drying room of the hospital, the death was exactly the same as that of the old father-in-law, the organs were meticulously placed on the ground, and the corpse, like a bamboo rat on the grill, was hung on the hanger, and in his hand, a pitch-black black iron long knife......

Qilu almost collapsed, depressed for a few days, trying to find the man who sold the knife, but when he went to the antique market, they said that the antique dealer went to the tomb to make goods, and finally found the person who sold the knife, but the person said that it was their life, and since you asked for this thing, you had to accept the result......

When Qianjue found Qilu, Qilu was already a ghost.

Hiss...... This thing isn't easy to deal with......

"Don't worry, I'm looking for a feminine thing that you can deal with with your current ability." Qianjue seemed to see my concerns.

"You found it for me? Did you find something for me that would last my life? I looked at Qianjue in surprise, and I was ...... What's going on with me suddenly feeling loved right now?!

"Sort of...... Qianjue's eyes were clear, and he couldn't see what his emotions were now.

"Any other information?" I'm stroking this black iron long knife, this thing can save lives!

"Think for yourself." Qian Jue dropped three words, turned around and left without looking back.

After Qian Jue left, I stared at this black iron long knife, I don't know what kind of story this long knife has, what kind of story is it, Qian Jue will say that this knife can continue my life? Isn't it necessary to have a false name if people want to do it......

"Seventh Brother...... Seventh brother? Are you thinking of spring? Cui Mu quipped on the side.

"Fuck your uncle! I'm just thinking about what kind of stories and resentful spirits can be on this knife, so that I can continue my life if I solve it......" Speaking of which, I also wondered, why did Qianjue help me again and again and save my life?

Cui Mu didn't speak, but also stared at the knife, and the four eyes of the two of us seemed to be staring at this knife out of a few big holes.

Gently picked up the long knife, and found that a note was pressed under the long knife at some point, and the note was unfolded, with an address and Qilu's phone number written on it, and finally a string of incomprehensible messy symbols were written.

"What is this?" I studied the bottom string of symbols, but I couldn't tell what it was.

"I don't know...... I guess when it's time to know, I'll know. Cui Mu shook his head and said meaningfully.

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The next day, Cui Mu and I drove to the next door to Huancheng, came to the Qilu house, knocked on the door for a long time, no one opened the door, Cui Mu and I looked at each other, will he ......

I took two steps back and kicked open the security door, and the moment the door opened, I met a pair of blank eyes......

Forehead...... It's a little embarrassing......

The man's chin is full of stubble, his cheeks are sunken, even the eye sockets are sunken, the dark circles under his eyes are very heavy, they are about to fall to the ground, his body is also thin and has no flesh, the shape of ribs can be seen on his chest, and his abdomen is deeply sunken......

The whole person was haggard to sickly, and he looked very pitiful......

The man's sunken eyes saw the long black iron knife I was holding in my hand, and he understood what was going on with us.

"Don't worry, you can't die......"

After speaking, he walked back to the sofa step by step, and fell straight into the sofa.

Looking around, it was a mess, and I could see that this man was now decadent......

"Big brother...... Your wife is in the kitchen ......"