Hearing the words of the sixth master, I was indeed taken aback.

Fuck me.

"I have a nice neck?" I looked at the sixth master in a daze, and said that this old man has a chic taste, and he actually likes to look at people's necks, but why did he have a more ....... accent when he praised my neck just now

"No, no, no! Don't get me wrong! The sixth master hurriedly explained, and patted the ghost head knife pinned to his waist: "It's a cut!" Chop your head, chop your chop! ”

Honestly, that's your explanation...... You might as well let me misunderstand you.......

Chop off my head and chop me to death?

What the hell are you thinking? Could it be that you are really going to give me a knife? We don't have a grudge!

No grudges....... Why are you looking for a taste in your eyes?

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! I'm just itching!! Seeing that my expression had changed slightly, the sixth master hurriedly explained: "I don't really want to cut you!" ”

The Xiangjiang ghost didn't say a word from beginning to end, standing on the side, looking at us as if watching a play.

"It's still a temporal itch to cut someone......." I grinned, and the smile was unnatural.

"Isn't it!" The sixth master smiled awkwardly, raised his hand and touched the golden snub-nosed monkey, which seemed to be habitual, always putting his palm on the back of the monkey's neck and gently stroking it.

Seeing this scene, I suddenly remembered an interesting story that the old man had told me.

In the feudal society of ancient China, there was a profession that ate imperial grain but was convinced of longevity, and that was executioner.

Don't look at the barbarism of their profession, they only know what noon has come to the noon gate to behead, in ancient times, they were considered a regular occupation with an organization.

Most of the apprentices brought out by the master are relatively amateurs, and most of the really powerful executioners are craftsmen that have been passed down from generation to generation in the family.

Lift weights as lightly, lift as lightly.

A knife can make all the force, and if you want the knife to stop at any position, you can also make the big knife like an arm and fingers, and not push it forward.

Not only that, but they also have a trait, they like to raise monkeys.

The bone structure of monkeys is similar to that of humans, and if you touch the back of your neck often, you will know where to go for the knife.

Is it to cut off the neck with a knife and let the corpse be separated, or to leave a layer of skin to hang with a knife, and barely leave a whole corpse.

These are all hard kung fu, and they all have to be honed slowly.

It is no exaggeration to say that most of the executioners who have a foundation are good at kung fu, and what they are best at is making knives.

I remember that the old man said so.

Steady, accurate, and ruthless, this is the style of those executioners who make knives, which is much stronger than those martial arts families who specialize in practicing knives.

Hold the knife steadily, cut accurately, and be merciless.

They know where to cut a person to die, and they know how to cut it down to make a person die a bad death.

It was a complete pleasure to watch them use their knives against the enemy, there were no superfluous movements, everything went smoothly, and the cruel thing of killing and beheading seemed logical.

Between the swords in their hands, they made the onlookers drunk as if they were drinking fine wine......

Of course, I think what the old man said is all nonsense, and nine times out of ten he is telling me a story.

But it is undeniable that an executioner like this should have a lot of ability.

"That's what you did?" I asked cautiously, raised my palm, touched my neck lightly, and made a head-cutting motion.

The sixth master did not hide it, and he did not shy away from this topic, and said with a smile: "I used to eat the emperor's grain, but the official family was too immoral, so I jumped out of it and jumped the dragon gate." ”

Eat the Imperial Food...... Official family?

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, I really don't know where there is such a profession as an executioner.......

"How many years did you eat imperial food?" I couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I can't remember...... It seems to be the Xianfeng period....... Right! It's the Xianfeng year! The sixth master squinted his eyes and recalled with a face: "At that time, I was operating at the entrance of the vegetable market, and I beheaded many prisoners, the most famous of which was the minister, I forgot what his name was!" ”

Xianfeng years...... During the Xianfeng period, he was pushed to the Xuanwumen vegetable market to kill the minister...... Isn't the most famous one to love Xinjue Luo Sushun?!

"The minister you are talking about, is it Su Shun who let the Empress Dowager Cixi kill him?" I asked cautiously.

The sixth master nodded and said, it seems that it is, his official is not small, and he can't remember whether it is the auxiliary minister of the court or what.

"When you cut off his head...... How old are you? I asked tentatively, swallowing.

The sixth master smiled and said that he could remember this, because the day he cut Su Shun's head happened to be his birthday, and he had just turned forty years old.

When I got this answer, I didn't say anything, and my mind crackled and calculated.

The year of Su Shun's death was the eleventh year of Xianfeng, which was Xin Youzheng. The year of the change, that is, 1861....... Damn, it's been a hundred and thirty-one years!!

In addition, he happened to be forty years old at the time, that is, around one hundred and seventy years old.

How did this old man live so long?? Are you kidding?!

As if in a dream, I looked at the sixth master in disbelief, and my eyes were about to pop out.

But at this moment, I suddenly remembered a question that had been in my mind for a long time.

"Master Xiang, Wu Immortal Buddha shouldn't be young, right?" I couldn't help but ask, looked at the Xiangjiang ghost and said, "Compared with the sixth master, who is older than them?" ”

The Xiangjiang ghost did not hesitate, and replied very calmly: "The sixth child is old. ”

"Then what about Wu Immortal Buddha compared to me?" I asked again.

"It's a few rounds older than you." Xiangjiang ghost waved his hand and did not continue the topic.

"Sixth Master, are you also the gentleman of our business?" I asked curiously.

He shook his head and said no, he could only cut people, and he couldn't do anything else.

"I'm stupid, I can only learn this skill, have you seen this knife?" The sixth master laughed and laughed, it seemed that he hadn't shown off so much with someone for a long time, and pulled out the ghost head knife with a proud face: "The knife I used to cut people's heads at the beginning is this one!" ”

The moment the ghost head knife left the scabbard, it made an extremely crisp sound, which made people feel creepy when they listened to it.

I don't know if this old man doesn't like to maintain knives, or if he really can't wipe them clean.......

On the body of the knife, there are many mottled stains that resemble bloodstains, and when you look at it through the sun, the blade seems to be blood-colored.

Before I could say anything, the sixth master turned around and took out a handful of chopped green onions from the basket under the earthen stove, and without changing the knife, he directly cut the ghost head knife with a brush.

Seeing him pour all the green onions into the pot, I couldn't help but feel a little nauseous, and cautiously took half a step back.

"It's almost boiled, and it's time to get out of the pot." The sixth master said without looking back, with that kind of innocent smile on his face: "You are a new friend, remember to eat more, don't be polite to me, an old man." ”

Let's be honest.

I really want to be polite to him, but I'm afraid that this old man will be unhappy, if I am polite, and he is not polite to me, then where can I cry?

If he were an ordinary executioner, maybe I wouldn't be so scared, but could he be an ordinary person? How long can the average person live??

What's more, he is with the Xiangjiang ghost...... It's certainly not as simple as an ordinary executioner.

"I just ate a lot of peaches...... I'm not hungry now....... Eat first! You're welcome to me! ”

Hearing my words, the sixth master frowned, and suddenly turned his head to stare at me.

"Don't like my cooking?"

"No, no, no! It's really not hungry! I replied hurriedly, not daring to hesitate at all.

The sixth master sighed: "Look down on the dishes I make, right?" ”

As he spoke, he also put his hand on the hilt of the knife, and the whole set of movements seemed meaningful, and in connection with what he said earlier, it was easy to cut my neck, and it was itchy......

"I eat!! I can't eat it!! "I'm about to cry when I'm wronged.

But at this time, I realized that the ghost of Xiangjiang was like watching a play, laughing all the time.

Before I could figure out what was going on, the sixth master couldn't hold it back at first, put the knife back into the sheath, and laughed.

"I'm kidding you! Look you're in a hurry! ”

The sixth master said, laughing non-stop: "This knife is not the one that cuts off people's heads, this is specially used to chop wood and vegetables, and I haven't used it to kill people at all!" ”

Hearing this old man's words, he wanted to be polite to me or not, it didn't matter, I really wanted to be polite to him.

You old thing!!

"Are you scolding me?" The sixth master suddenly stopped laughing and stared at me, as if he heard what I muttered in his heart.

I looked at his expressionless face, swallowed, shook my head, and said no.

"I like you too late...... How could it be possible to scold you...... Sixth Master, you're really worried......."