Chapter 20: The Ghost Knife of the Castle

At 2:18 a.m. on July 25, 2014, you lie on the couch and feel like your back is soaking wet.

I can't tell if I'm nervous or scared. Perhaps there are some problems that are still unsolvable for modern human beings.

Could there be a consciousness, what we now call the soul, that can harness the reborn humans that will be derived from the human race later?

You forced yourself to urinate, licked your lips, and opened the next chapter of "Once Upon a Time in Xuancheng".

You notice that from this chapter onwards, quotation marks are added to the dialogue of the mission, and the style of the previous text has changed here.

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November 5, 1027, evening. In the fifth year of Tiansheng in the Northern Song Dynasty, the autumn mood is getting stronger, and the mountains are full of red leaves.

I stood at the Baiyun Temple (now Tiewa Temple) at the junction of Xuanzhou (now Xuancheng), Ningguo and Jing County, and saw the undulating mountains, the mountains and mountains, and the glow and maple leaves rendered into a heavy color ink painting.

Conrad II of the Roman Empire is said to have been crowned emperor on March 26? I asked, and the man in white behind me bowed down and said lightly, yes, it's about to rain; It is said that on May 14, Henry I of France ascended the throne? I asked, and the man in white behind me bowed down and said lightly, yes, it's about to rain......

The rain fell so hard this night that it hurt to hit people's faces, and it was impossible to rush on such a rainy night.

Xiao Jianping hurried into the castle, taking his sword with him.

The ancient castle is at the foot of the mountain of Baiyun Zen Temple, and I don't know which dynasty and which generation it was built, the ancient castle is full of barren grass and dilapidated, unknown plants climb all over the wall, the path is a depression in the east and a pit in the west, and the four houses of the tall and low are pitch black.

At this time, there was a sudden spark in the main building, and there was a bit of evil aura between the light and the extinction.

When Xiao Jianping walked into the room, he saw an old man with a wrinkled face looking at the candlelight reverently in a daze. This old man is seventy years old, to say the least, and the clothes on his body are old and do not fit, you can't even tell whether he is a man or a woman, but Xiao Jianping recognizes the pair of gold rings that the old man holds tightly in his hands - the golden rings of the son and mother are open and brave. Kai Dayong glanced up at Xiao Jianping slightly, his eyes quickly focused on Xiao Jianping's sword, and the corners of his mouth revealed an imperceptible sneer.

Not far from Dayong's seat, there were three people sitting and four people standing.

A man and a woman sitting there are also a child, it seems to be a family, the man's forty is a little hunched, and the woman's thirty is dressed up to be extraordinarily charming, both of them have a sad face, but the child is smiling and a little silly. The man held a black sword in his right hand, the woman held a white sword in his left hand, and the child held two swords, one black and one white, as if he was holding a beloved toy. "Black and White Twin Swords" Ou Zhi and Xue Saifeng, "Black and White Sword" Ou Tongtong, Xiao Jianping knows that the most difficult black and white double sword couple on the rivers and lakes together is far less terrible than their son Ou Tongtong, it is said that even if they join forces, they can't stop their son's seven moves.

The four people standing kept their distance from each other but looked at Xiao Jianping with the same hostility, Xiao Jianping recognized three of them, Liang Dian, the boss of the "Taiping Dao", Zhang Jiandao in the "Seven Sons of Wudang", Tang Tian of the Tang Sect in Shuzhong, and a fat man holding a folding fan and constantly fanning the fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

November 5, 1027, Rainy Night, Kasbah. At this time, I was in the Baiyun Temple on the mountain, and I had just eaten fast, and I was looking at the endgame on the small table of sour branches in a daze, and I was undecided. Here we go? I asked, and the man in white walked to the other side of the table and took out a white piece from the chess basket and said, Let's start.

You went to the toilet, and when you came out, you lit a 6-star agarwood in Nha Trang, Vietnam.

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On November 5, 1027, during the evening class of Baiyun Temple, it rained heavily. There is a cliff one hundred and twenty steps north of the temple, and there is a spring gushing out from the crack of the cliff, pouring into a small stone pool below. The mouth of the pond is as big as a tabletop, and the spring water is clear. The temple gate faces east, the field of vision is broad, there are clouds and mist in the morning between the mountains and forests, and there are two tall ancient trees born in front of the temple, one is called podocarpus, one is called ginkgo.

At the foot of the hill, the air seems to be in full swing like this downpour, and you can even hear everyone's heartbeat during it. The first to speak was Liang Dian of "Taiping Dao", and he laughed strangely: "Who should I be, it turns out that Xiao Daxia also came to this troubled water." ”

"The people of the world are in charge of the affairs of the world," Zhang Jiandao said with a straight face: "The treasures of the world, those who are virtuous get it, and those who are not virtuous lose it, and this ghost knife is not your Taiping Dao thing." ”

"Ghost knives?" Xiao Jianping was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed: "Could it be the ghost knife of Ouyang Slaying Dragon, the number one killer in the world back then?" Everyone was stunned, and Tang Tian wondered: "Isn't Brother Taiwan here for the ghost knife?" ”

Xiao Jianping thought in his heart, his hand had already grasped his sword, and said expressionlessly: "It wasn't originally, but now it is!" ”

A bolt of lightning in the sky tore through the night, illuminating the castle, and everyone's expressions were extremely tense, and then the rumbling thunder seemed to hit the hearts and chests of the nine people.

"Ghost!" Ou Tongtong lost his voice and pointed to the brick floor in the center of the hall, there was a large pool of water on the brick floor, and it was suddenly formed into a shadow. With a head and a face, hands and feet, the ghost's right hand seems to be holding a knife, a one-foot-three-inch knife!

Legend has it that Ouyang Slaying Dragon's ghost knife is one foot and three inches. Everyone's faces changed, there were surprises, greed, fear, mysteries, and one person shouted: "Shoot"!

It was Kai Dayong who called out, and Tang Tian had already sent out nineteen kinds of hidden weapons, one of which was an iron quinoa that killed the candle flame impartially. No one would have imagined that the Tangmen in Shuzhong would collude with Jinhuan, the rival of the family for many years. Kai Dayong had already made a move, and his two golden rings struck Liang Dian and Zhang Jiandao with a screaming sound. No one expected that the two heads who were still angry at each other just now would ignore their own life and death, and the long sword and silver halberd went straight to the black and white double sword Ou Zhi and Xue Saifeng. Ou Zhi and Xue Saifeng didn't care about the blades of the swords at all, and their two swords stabbed the fat man's throat at the same time. The fat man didn't seem to see the momentum of the white and black swords, and his fan drew three circles in mid-air, which had already encircled Ou Tongtong.

Xiao Jianping suddenly remembered who this fat man was, who else could kill the Hidden One with three rounds of power in the lightning and stone fire, except for the Demon Sect Leader Li Shengtian? Ou Tongtong's double swords have also struck, the black sword stabbed Tang Tian directly, and the white sword flew to stab Dayong. The twin swords came first, and they were many times faster than Ouzhi Xue Saifeng's sword.

There was a string of thunder in the sky, and the castle was pitch black...... November 5, 1027, heavy rain, late at night. I lost, and I glanced at the man in white on the other side of the small table chess game. I also lost, and the eyes of the people in white were full of helplessness and sadness.

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On November 5, 1027, Baiyun Temple, the evening bell has passed, and only the sound of rain is heard.

What's that book on your bedside? I look at it every day, and the people in white rarely take the initiative to talk to me. Lu Yu's "Book of Tea", I said, there is a kind of Yashan tea, also called crow tea, which was produced in this generation and was listed as a tribute by the imperial court in the Tang Dynasty. This tea color is green and mellow, the quality is high, and it is favored by ancient and modern tea people, and Bai Gu is the best in tea. The man in white nodded, and said, What we drank when we played chess just now was Yashan tea? I smiled, I didn't know how to cherish what was in front of me, it turned out that everyone was like this.

In the castle, the candle flame has been extinguished. Xiao Jianping's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be able to see everyone in the dark. On tiptoe to the ground, jumping into the air, one sword and eight styles, eight sword heads stabbed Dayong, Ou Zhi, Xue Saifeng, Ou Tongtong, Liang Dian, Zhang Jiandao, Tang Tian, and Li Shengtian. He was stabbed with a sword in the chest, his right leg was ringed, his left arm was sliced by a silver halberd, and three iron quinoa seeds were shot in the back of his heart......

Since then, the rain has not stopped, and it seems that God has compassion for the world and is still crying.

Many days later, the sun rose, the sky was clear, and the sun was shining.

A woman picking tea in the mountains took her son's little hand and pointed to the castle from afar; "Xiaowang, are you not allowed to play there in the future?"

"Why?" The boy asked, tilting his chubby red face in confusion.

"It's haunted, and a lot of people have died."

"Where?" The little boy pouted unconvinced; "There are no ghosts in the castle, only in the hearts of adults!"

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the peasant uprising of Zhu Yuanzhang in Fengyang fell into a trough and was defeated in Ningguo. Then go to the peak Baiyun Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, praying for the blessing of the gods. Make a wish, if you turn defeat into victory in the future, get the world, and build this temple. A few years later, Zhu Yuanzhang overthrew the Yuan Dynasty and became emperor. Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang did not forget the old wish, and gave the "Baiyun Temple", Jinling officials and Jia made a pilgrimage, and the historical records recorded that "the Ming Emperor sealed the peak Baiyun Temple and the first ancient temple in the southeast of Ning County".

On November 5, 2017, at 11:18 a.m., there was no wind and the moon was visible. I brewed a cup of Yashan tea and sat in front of the computer to surf the Internet. Fingertip tapping, typing quickly into the browser's homepage, ghost knife? Are there ghosts in the castle? Click to search. A cartoon man in white popped up on the page of the monitor, and the next line of words - there are no ghosts in the castle, there are ghosts in people's hearts.

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This chapter seems to be written about a traditional martial arts theme, and there is no blood or chivalry in the story, only the ugliness and sorrow of human nature.

You sigh deeply and close the book.

It's hard to say how this is a proper novel.

Just like the female classmate in her youth, the author of this book, the murderer who wandered to Xuancheng, is called "The Flower of the Other Side".