Chapter Seventy-Seven: Killing Techniques
"Avoid those who want to marry you."
"Huh? But I don't need to, do I? I don't think those people are coming up. β
"That's because there are still many people who haven't seen your face yet. And, can you beat any of them? β
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Xuejin's face fell suddenly. This is really a pot that can't be opened. He couldn't even beat the previous immortals, let alone those villagers who were used to doing their jobs.
But strangely, Seokjin was not very worried. Although Ah Chou is so young and has no ability, it just gives him a very reliable feeling. Oops, he's also gone. Now you would pin your hopes on a little girl under the age of ten?
Forget it, whatever, anyway, he has to keep up with Ah Chou, and wait for her to succeed in cultivation, or successfully forge that mortal sword into a spirit sword, so that he can die comfortably.
"Let's go to sleep first, I'll see how the aquatic plants work, and tomorrow morning, I'll go to Master Du."
Although his body was already very tired, Xuejin couldn't sleep strangely, he lay in the warm quilt, watched Changsheng bring a basin of water, experimented again and again, looked at it, his eyes gradually blurred, and then his head was heavy and fell asleep.
Changsheng put down the things in his hand and tucked the corners of the quilt for Xuejin. Suddenly, there was a feeling that the location was not right. How do you feel that your younger self has become an elder of the older Xuejin?
Alas, it must be because Xuejin is too naΓ―ve that he is becoming more and more mature.
After setting up Xuejin, Changsheng went out to reinforce the gate, and then asked Dalin Erlin to observe carefully before he was ready to go back. It was only when she was about to enter the house that she saw a crack open in the door of the room where her grandfather's tablet was enshrined.
After a moment of silence, Changsheng walked in. After thoroughly cleaning the already spotless room, Changsheng knelt in front of Gu Sheng's tablet and was silent for a long time.
Grandpa, I went to the mountains today and found something different from what I had seen before, this aquatic plant can actually make people breathe underwater. It's weird, if only you found this aquatic plant while you were alive, so you could catch fish in the water. Alas, I don't know why you like catching fish so much, but in fact, fish meat is troublesome to eat. Speaking of which, I swallowed a fish alive today. Actually, I didn't feel any taste, I just felt that I swallowed it after a while. And Xuejin, he is so good-looking, I am a little worried about whether he will be snatched away when he walks on the road......
In the dead of night, Changsheng suddenly understood why he was so patient with Xuejin, no matter how bad his temper was, he could laugh it off. It's not because of his face, it's because he, like himself, was picked up and brought back to this small courtyard. Grandpa, why did you save me and raise me for so long, even though you are a person who is not related by blood, but you can be so good to me? After picking me up, why did you take the trouble to be so kind to me and plan so much for me? I think it's because of kindness and responsibility.
Now, when I pick up Seukjin, I seem to be able to feel your feelings when I take care of him.
Although you left, this kindness never left......
After chattering for a long time, Changsheng had nothing to say until the end, and then slowly got up and prepared to go back to the house. But at this moment, a flash of silver light flashed, shaking Changsheng's eyes.
She stopped, looked over, and saw that it was the long knife left by her grandfather. In the face of this long knife before, Changsheng had a hard time lifting it, but now, there was suddenly an inexplicable urge in her chest. Changsheng stretched out his hands and grasped the heavy long knife.
"Boom-"
The sound of blades cutting through scabbards was especially evident in this small room. Changsheng's eyes were also lit up by the sharp blade of the long knife at this moment.
It was amazing that under the support of the warm current in her body, Changsheng easily pulled out the long knife, although the knife was longer than Changsheng herself, but she easily raised it with both hands.
Looking at the long knife that was held steadily, Changsheng thought about it, slowly moved his other hand, and with only his left hand, he actually picked it up!
A hint of surprise flashed in Changsheng's eyes. When his gaze swept over the silver hairpin embedded in the long knife, Changsheng showed a slightly sad expression. But she is no longer a child of six or seven years old, so naturally she will not cry because she misses her old friend.
She just gently swiped the position of the silver hairpin with her fingers, and then walked out with a long knife, standing in the open space outside the door, with a kind of pride in guiding the world!
Gu Sheng taught Changsheng a lot of things, especially the set of knife techniques he learned in the army, which was cold and deadly, without a trace of superfluous showmanship, every move was a killing technique! At this moment, the immortal martial arts came out, and even the snow that was swept aside was scattered by the cold sword qi, and it was raised one after another, as if it was snowing again.
One type of flat river, two types of town mountains and seas, three types of the world!
In this silent and unmanned night, Changsheng, who had just gained strength, sweated on the snow, remembering the old man who had passed away in one move and one killing technique. Those teachings on weekdays, those cares hidden under the awkwardness, those thoughts and tears when no one is silent, all appeared at this moment, poured into one knife after another, and also poured into this long knife inlaid with silver hairpins. In the corner that Changsheng didn't pay attention to, the silver hairpin flashed a trace of silver light, and it continued to flicker with Changsheng's every move.
It's a night that is destined to be unquiet.
And when it was about to dawn, when Changsheng was concentrating on dancing the knife, some people in the village who couldn't hold back their curiosity sneakily wanted to come to the small courtyard to have a look, but before they got close, they saw Changsheng practicing back and forth with a long knife in one hand! Such a long knife that was so long and heavy, but in Changsheng's hands, it seemed to be as light as nothing. With a slight stroke, a deep trace of the old elder appeared on the ground, and the snow was lifted to the sky!
When a stone the size of a soup pot was lifted to the sky by Changsheng and then smashed down on him, the villager who was secretly rubbing and wanted to take a look at the legendary beauty screamed and fell to the ground softly.
Of course, the big rock did not hit the villagers' heads, but only hit the ground heavily, splashing snow and mud.
Changsheng paused, and walked over with a long knife to see how this person was, but before Changsheng could get closer, the villagers who reacted glanced at the long knife handed down by Lao Gu Tou that had killed the enemy and cut the bandit leader, covered his face and ran away.
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Looking down at the appearance of herself holding a long knife at this time, Changsheng was a little helpless, if she said that she really just wanted to see if the other party was injured and had no other meaning, would that person believe it?
(End of chapter)