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"General, the heads of more than thirty soldiers have rolled down from the bottom of the mountain!" a pawn hurriedly shouted.

"Huh?" General Ma was a little frightened, clenched his grip, and said, "I know, next... The words went back again, and then hurriedly pointed out the tent and shouted: "Someone!

The soldiers immediately became alert, and unanimously aimed the spears in their hands at Ni Hao outside, "Stab him to death for me!" Ni Hao's blood-red eyes flickered again, and he walked leisurely. The merciless spear pierced Nihao's body once or twice, almost becoming. Hedgehog up.

Everyone was stunned, and the person in front of them was like a creature made of blood, "Monster!" I don't know who shouted, and the soldiers panicked, some were busy running away, some were suicidal, and some were too frightened to run.

"You bastard!" General Ma became angry after being terrified, and he slammed his grip on Ni Hao's shoulder, "Smack!" Ni Hao roared in pain, this roar didn't matter, but he heard the demon's cry!

General Ma was once again stunned, his hand shook as if he was about to break free from his master, and the mace fell to the ground. Ni Hao rushed over and gave General Ma a flying kick, and General Ma was kicked to death.

Ni Hao staggered out of the tent, I don't know how many spears were stuck in his body, how much he wanted to cry, but he didn't even have tears, they were all dry. Gradually, the blood-red pupils disappeared, and Ni Hao fainted...

I don't know how long it took, Ni Hao opened his eyes, the pain in his body was gone, and the spear inserted in his body was gone, but Ni Hao didn't remember what happened at all. All he remembered was that he knelt there crying, and then what about him?

"Goo~" He hadn't eaten seriously for three days, and Ni Hao was also dizzy with hunger, and suddenly he saw an old man walking with a basket.

"Are you awake?" asked the old man kindly.

"May I ask who you are?" asked Nihao rhetorically.

"Don't worry about it yet, eat it, I've just picked some fruit from the tree. The old man smiled and sat beside Ni Hao.

Ni Hao didn't bother to ask. When he saw the food he had dreamed of in the basket, his eyes lit up, and he was hungry. I don't care about the old man's gaze, he is very uneaten, gobbling up, wind-swept clouds, it is estimated that he will be hungry for two minutes and even throw away the seeds, absolutely clean! After eating and drinking, he patted his stomach with satisfaction, burped, and it was fruity.

"Are you young man, have you eaten the whole basket of fruit?" said the old man with a wry laugh.

"It's really rude, I haven't eaten anything normal for three days, and I must not forget the great kindness of the old man. Ni Hao gave up his hand and asked again: "Dare to ask the old man's honorable name?"

"For so many years, I have long forgotten my name, they all say that I am like an old Confucian student, they all call me Lao Confucian, hahaha, just call me such a name, I like it. ”

Ni Hao thought for a moment: "Why does this old gentleman refuse to report his real name?

"No... Yes... Fraud!" the old man said softly in Ni Hao's ear.

Ni Hao was frightened into a cold sweat and hurriedly apologized. "Ah, no need, no need, young man, you get out quickly, your lord has no news of you now, and he is very anxious!"

"You... How do you know, could it be that you are an undercover agent?" I saw that the old man, without fear, with a slight palm, blocked Ni Hao's fist and couldn't move!

"Boy, don't you want revenge!" said the old man with a smile.

"So you say, what are you not a spy? How do you know so much?"

"Hey, your attitude towards me has changed so much so quickly, and I saved you thanks to me..."

Nihao thought to himself, "Just give me some fruit, and I can find it myself." ”

The old man smiled lightly and said: "You were seriously injured at the time, and you were covered with spears, but it was strange, it was like a bruise, and it didn't hurt too deeply at all, and then I studied it..."

Ni Hao was so frightened that he hurriedly apologized, "You must be an old immortal, otherwise you would know so much, you even know everything I think." ”

"Hahahahahaha, I'm an old immortal, you're an old immortal, won't the old immortal in the sky be popularized?" Then he replied, "I don't know what is going on in your mind, but I analyze it from your facial senses." ”

"Ni admires, but the spear you just mentioned..."

"Oh, by the way, I studied you and found that you kid actually has a sensibility for the blood moon, and your pupils are also blood red, which has something to do with blood. ”

"My eyes... Turning red?"

"Well, yes, you may have been overly excited, and the vitality in your body exploded, outlining your fighting nature, but how can human nature have fighting?"

"Don't talk about this yet, I'm really leaving, I'm out of company. Nihao turned to leave.

"You're really rude, no wonder you're always tricked. ”

"What does this have to do with the scheme?" Ni Hao asked.

"Look, I'm angry again. The old man laughed heartily.

"You're really... Ahh

"Let me tell you, I have an heirloom knife at home, which was given to our family when Emperor Taizheng fought the world, and it is still extremely sharp, how can you do it with your bare hands without weapons?"

When Ni Hao heard this, his heart moved: "Old man, old man, I didn't mean to offend you, please forgive me." ”

"Hahahaha, are you asking me for forgiveness or counting my sins? I can't count them... Let's go, I'll take you to my house. ”

Ni Hao and his party came to the grass house, and sat down in a shabby, dirty thatched house, Ni Hao observed that the old man was very poor, his clothes were full of pudding, and he was wearing a pair of rotten straw sandals, sparse white hair, and a tattered straw hat. His thatched room was empty, with a broken pillow and a whole cabinet of books with pages off top of a stinking and dirty blanket, and a wooden table with several holes in it beside the blanket, a bowl broken with several gaps, two debrissed plates, and a pair of short, thin chopsticks. To the right of the wooden table was a cabinet with rotten wood. The whole thatched house was silent every day, and what made him distracted was the polished wooden box, on which the big golden letters were eye-catching, and Ni Hao approached and wrote:

"In the first year of Taizheng, Zhong Langyuan was given. ”

Ni Hao thought to himself: "Is the old man's surname Zhong?" At this time, the old man came over, "How about letting you see if this treasure knife is still sharp?"

Ni Hao said excitedly: "Just wait for this moment, come on!"

The old man gently lifted the cover engraved with golden characters. Ni Hao looked at this treasure knife, the mirror-like blade was cold-cold, and there was a little cold light condensed in the middle of the high burning blade on the edge of the blade, which seemed to be constantly flowing, which increased the sharpness of coolness, and there was a red line hanging under the handle of the knife, as if it was dyed red with the blood of the enemy on the battlefield, so many years except for Emperor Taizheng, no one agreed with him, no one would use it, and because of this, it was blocked forever. This knife, as Emperor Taizheng said, does not show its benefits, is waiting for its master, once the opportunity arises, breaking through the wall, the world avoids its edge.

Ni Hao's heart was moved, and he was about to pick up the treasure knife and prepare to give it a try, but was stopped by Lao Ru, "You need to promise me a condition before you can use it." ”

I don't know what condition the old Confucian proposed?