Faintly, I saw a very faint yellow light emanating from Lao Chai Tou's body, which was mixed with sunlight, and there was a feeling of reality and illusion.

In my senses, Lao Chai Tou seems to be thinking about something, so that he didn't even respond when his uncle called him for lunch.

It wasn't until the sun went down that Lao Chai Tou finished smoking the last pot of tobacco before slowly closing the window and beckoning to me: "Yangyang, come here." While speaking, Lao Chai Tou had already left the house, and I could only go out with him, this time, my father didn't stop me.

When I came to the middle of the courtyard, Lao Chai Tou drew a circle on the ground with his cigarette stick, asked me to stand in it, and said to me: "Yangyang, no matter what you see, you can't shout, you can't cry, and you can't leave this circle, understand?" ”

I nodded, and was about to ask Lao Chai Tou why he wanted to do this, but at this time, Lao Chai Tou stood on the side in a daze, I said stupid, it was Lao Chai Tou's eyes that looked very sloppy, a whole morning and an afternoon, he has always been this kind of look. So I know that Lao Chai Tou is "thinking about things" again, and no matter what I ask him, he will no longer pay attention to me.

It's been a while since the sun set, but the yard is still very hot, Lao Chai Tou stood beside me, I saw the beads of sweat the size of beans left from his forehead and neck, after he was sunbathed for a day, his skin turned a little purple red, and I saw that the tip of Lao Chai Tou's nose really began to peel.

At this moment, a cool breeze suddenly blew in the courtyard, and as yesterday, this gust of wind appeared without warning, blowing from west to east, with a heavy yin qi in between.

It was this gust of wind that made Lao Chai Tou suddenly come back to his senses, he used a fast speed to untie the burden on his back, and pulled out a sword from it, the sword looked very rough in workmanship, whether it was the sword body or the hilt, it was a bottomless black, but this pure black, but it made me feel extra reassured.

After the old firewood inserted the black sword into the ground in the courtyard, the gust of wind that blew without warning stopped without warning.

Lao Chai Tou held the hilt of the sword in his hand, glanced at me, and saw that I was staring at the black sword on the ground very intently, so he smiled and said to me: "Hehe, this sword, but we are a good thing that has been passed down from generation to generation." This green steel sword, don't look at it is made of ebony, but this piece of ebony is much tougher than the usual iron sword, and it can suppress all evils. ”

It can be heard from Lao Chai Tou's words that he has made up his mind to accept me as an apprentice.

But at that time, I didn't hear what he said, but I asked curiously: "Why is it called Qinggang Sword, isn't it black?" ”

In my eyes, cyan should be linked to grass and greens, and it should be a color similar to green, and even if it is not green, it should not be black.

Lao Chai Tou explained to me: "This sword has been handed down from the area of the ancestor and master. Master Zu was a person from the Western Han Dynasty, and most of the 'green' at that time referred to black was black. ”

I have a bunch of questions in my stomach. When was the Western Han Dynasty? Who is Master Zu? What is the "upright line" in Lao Chai Tou's mouth?

But before I could ask, Lao Chai Tou suddenly straightened his waist, staring at the west with a solemn face.

In the summer, after evening, it takes a long time for the sky to be dark, but today, after the sun sets, the sky is almost dark in an instant, and there are no stars in the night sky, and there is no moon, it is pure black, as black as the green steel sword of the old chaitou.

Lao Chai Tou took out a candle from the baggage, the candle was very thin, thinner than my father's usual cigarettes, Lao Chai Tou dug a small pit in the ground, inserted the candle into it, and then fixed the candle with soil, and made sure that the candle could stand firm, and then took out a match to light it.

When the candle burns, the flame is very small and looks particularly fragile, and there is no wind in the yard, but the candle flame keeps "whirring" and flashing, as if a person is squatting on the ground, blowing at it.

As the candle flame flickered, I could faintly hear a "whoosh" gasp, which was thick and hoarse, like the sound of a bellows being pulled.

I could feel that what appeared in the yard last night was coming soon.

Lao Chai Tou's expression became more solemn than before, he stared at the western sky, and finally reminded me: "Don't shout, don't cry, and don't go out of the circle." After saying this, there was silence.

I didn't know what was going to happen, but I was so nervous that I could hear my own heartbeat.

At this moment, a white bright spot faintly appeared in the night sky in the west, which looked like the street lamp at the entrance of the village, and the point of light seemed to have a kind of magic, and when I saw it, I couldn't help but want to walk towards it.

The old chai head, who had been staring at the night sky in a daze, said to himself: "There is even a soul-attracting lamp, it is really a troublesome thing." ”

When he spoke, I immediately came back to my senses, and then I realized that one of my feet had been raised, if it wasn't for the old Chai Tou awakening, just now, I had already walked out of the circle drawn by the old Chai Tou.

The point of light in the sky flickered sharply twice, and then disappeared, and the old firewood suddenly pulled out the green steel sword and stabbed at me.

I was stunned on the spot, did the old firewood fail to accept the apprentices and wanted my life!

But the blade didn't stab me after all, the blade of the sword skipped over my head, and then I heard the sound of something being stabbed, and then I smelled a foul smell, the smell, it really smelled amazing, I suddenly felt dizzy, almost fainted.

I tilted my head and looked behind me out of the corner of my eye, and it didn't matter, and the cold brush on my body stood up. Behind me, I don't know when a person appeared, a man who was so thin that he was only skinny and bone-covered, I could just see his face in the afterglow, although I couldn't see it clearly, but I knew that the face was like a durian covered with dense little spikes, his mouth was about to touch my neck by a centimeter, and his mouth full of white teeth was like a serrated tooth blade, sharp and sharp.

What scared me the most were his eyes, white eyes without pupils, staring at me at this time, and I could clearly feel the fierce light in his eyes.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, I wanted to run back to the house to find my mother, but I still remembered what the old firewood said, and resisted the urge to run away and stood still, even though my legs were shaking at that time.

Lao Chai Tou held the sword in both hands, and picked it hard, and actually picked up the "person" behind me, and I saw that person passing over my head, drawing an arc in the air, and landing next to Lao Chai Tou.

The "man" seemed to be very afraid of the old Chai Tou, and as soon as he landed, he turned his head and jumped towards the west, I remember very well, he jumped up at that time, he jumped very high, easily jumped to the height of the roof, if it was not for the old Chai Tou to pull it back to the ground, I doubt that he could fly at that time.

At that time, Lao Chai Tou seemed to expect him to escape, and when he jumped up, he also jumped off the ground, Lao Chai Tou jumped not high, but when he jumped up, he stabbed out the green steel sword, which was just right to stab the palm of the person's foot.

I watched his foot being pierced, and then I smelled the same foul smell as before, oops, that smell, I really can't describe it.

After the old firewood stabbed the man, he flicked his wrist, and the man fell straight down from mid-air, and when he landed, a breeze stirred up, and the candles on the ground flickered non-stop, but the candle flame was not extinguished after all, and after flickering for a while, it burned quietly, and there was a momentum of burning more and more.

The man stood about two meters away from Lao Chai Tou, glared at Lao Chai Tou angrily, and roared fiercely: "Chai Zongyuan!" ”

Lao Chai Tou didn't speak, he was holding a green steel sword in his hand, and he looked at him quietly, but I felt that there was a strong power in Lao Chai Tou's eyes.

At that time, I didn't know that I was afraid, and I just wanted to know what Lao Chai Tou would do next.

But before Lao Chai Tou could make a move, the man pounced on Lao Chai Tou like a gust of wind. But Lao Chai Tou didn't seem to plan to fight with him, and while retreating, he stabbed out the green steel sword.

The man reached out and grabbed the old chaitou, and the old chaitou stabbed him in the wrist with his sword, and he kicked the old chaitou, and the old chaitou stabbed him in the knee with the sword, and once he rushed up without hesitation, trying to bite the old chaitou's throat, but the old chaitou stabbed him with a sword and pierced him in the shoulder.

Every time, that person couldn't touch Lao Chai Tou, but every time Lao Chai Tou struck, he could stab him very accurately. The stench in the air also became stronger, and I couldn't stand it anymore, so I pinched my nose with my hand.

It is estimated that the man found that he couldn't fight Lao Chai Tou, and he had the idea of escaping, but every time he just jumped up, he was stabbed on the soles of his feet by Lao Chai Tou, and then fell back to the ground. The man was so anxious that he shouted "Wow Wow", but there was nothing he could do.

The flame of the candle burned more and more, and when it was about to burn out, the old firewood suddenly rushed towards the man. When the man saw Lao Chai Tou's actions, he seemed to suddenly become very frightened, he reached out and pushed Lao Chai Tou with both hands, but Lao Chai Tou dodged very flexibly, and then turned around sharply and pressed his back against the man's chest.

It's strange to say, being held by the old firewood head like this, that person seems to be frozen, and his hands are stretched forward straight, and he doesn't move.

Lao Chai Tou still pressed his back against him, and at the same time calmly raised the green steel sword above his head, scratched the center of the man's eyebrows, and walked to the candle very calmly, blowing out the candle.