Fengzu rode the Xixiang Marquis, two hooks and five knives of black master meat. has been full of blood and evil all his life, and demons and monsters are difficult to beat.

The profession of pig killer has gradually disappeared from life, but there are many stories about pig killers, because of the excessive bloody murderous aura on the hands, so that this profession has been covered with a lot of mystery. The ancients said that cause and effect cause and effect, there is cause and effect, and in the underworld, everything has its specific meaning of existence.

In my hometown, there happens to be a story about a pig slaughterer, but the story happened a long time ago, I think most people have forgotten or never heard of it, but it is indeed a historical and cultural inheritance.

It is said that during the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a butcher surnamed Zhang in Pizhou, northern Jiangsu, and the ancestors of Zhang butcher were pig killers for three generations, and his grandfather killed pigs with exquisite skills and neat techniques, and was called Zhang Yidao.

One day, when Zhang Yidao returned home from a trip to kill pigs for others, he stepped on the air and fell into a deep ditch and died on the spot. Fortunately, Zhang Yidao passed on the craft to Zhang Butcher's father before his death, and the Zhang family's craft was not lost. Later, Butcher Zhang's father passed on the craft to him and explained some rules to him.

Butcher Zhang is gifted and intelligent, born to be a butcher, within a few years he learned his father's skills thoroughly, and his skills are clean and neat, comparable to his grandfather Zhang Yidao. At the age of twenty, Butcher Zhang began to work alone, and his father had a habit of drinking a bowl of wine after killing a pig, and under the influence of his father, he also drank a bowl after killing a pig.

The surrounding villagers all know this habit of the two of them, so before inviting them to kill the pig, they will prepare a pot of good wine, and some owners will leave them to eat meat at home and drink a few glasses of wine together. One night, when Butcher Zhang was walking home after killing pigs for a family, he encountered a strange incident, which made him feel palpitations every time he thought about it.

Just after noon one day, Li Sibao, a villager from Lijia Village, hurriedly ran to Butcher Zhang's house, panting and saying.

"Brother Zhang, my father asked you to come to my house to kill pigs, my pig is dying!"

Some people don't understand, why are you in such a hurry to kill pigs, in fact, just because the price of live pork is much higher than the price of dead pork, but if you look at your own pigs, you have to quickly find a butcher to slaughter, otherwise you will lose, Zhang butcher said.

"Don't worry, I'll go get the knives, and then we'll go together!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went to get the knife, Li Sibao was very anxious, when he went out, his father repeatedly told him not to miss the time, Li Sibao's father's temper was bad, he was afraid of being beaten at the wrong time, so he was in a hurry.

After Butcher Zhang took the knife, he immediately followed Li Sibao to his house, but fortunately, the pig had not yet died, and Li Sibao was relieved. Seeing that the time was just right, Li Sibao's father, Li Dasheng, hurriedly stepped forward, arched his hand and said.

"Brother Zhang, you're here, I'm ready for everything, just wait for my brother's knife! Also, I've got some good wine. ”

"Brother Li is too polite!"

After the two of them said that, Butcher Zhang and Li Dasheng entered the pigsty, pulled the pig out, and then tied it to the board. Butcher Zhang turned around to get the knife, and after looking at the spot, it was a knife. The pig screamed wildly, and after a while, it stopped moving, and Li Dasheng helped and quickly slaughtered the pig.

Butcher Zhang put away the knife and wanted to leave after drinking a bowl of wine, but Li Dasheng was a real person with a straightforward personality, so he had to stay at home for dinner. Butcher Zhang saw that it was still early and there was nothing to do at home, so he readily agreed.

Li Dasheng specially instructed his wife to stew some fresh pork, and the two of them sat together and began to drink. The two have a similar temper, and they have staggered a few rounds of bargaining, and they have already drunk a lot of alcohol. At this time, it was already dark, and Butcher Zhang was a little drunk, he looked at the sky outside, then stood up, and said.

"Thank you Brother Li for your hospitality today, as the saying goes, there is no banquet in the world, don't say goodbye here, you can come to me if you have something at home in the future!"

Li Dasheng was also drunk, he didn't keep Butcher Zhang, but just sent Butcher Zhang out of the house. After saying goodbye to Li Dasheng, Butcher Zhang walked towards the village alone, it was dark and foggy, and the drunk Butcher Zhang staggered on the wilderness path, fortunately the two villages were not far apart. Just as he was halfway there, he suddenly heard a shout behind him.

"Brother Zhang, stay behind! The old man has something to ask for! ”

After hearing this, Butcher Zhang hurriedly turned his head to look, and at this moment, an old man walked not far behind him. The old man was on crutches and hunched over, but he walked quickly, and in a blink of an eye he was in front of him.

It was an old man, with white hair and a long beard, dressed in a black robe, with wrinkles on his forehead and a raised crescent-shaped scar on his eyebrows, but his face looked a little dull and yellow, and he was smiling at him.

"What's the matter with me being called at the old man?"

"Huh! The old man has a pig in his house that is dying, and the old man heard that Brother Zhang's pig killing skills are very superb, so he specially invited Brother Zhang to kill pigs, I wonder if Brother Zhang can go to it? ”

Butcher Zhang asked, and the old man replied unhurriedly. Butcher Zhang had already drunk, and he was walking a little shaky, and when he saw that it was getting late, he didn't want to go, so he said to the old man.

"Uncle, I just drank with my friends, and besides, it's already dark, so I won't go tonight, and I'll go early tomorrow morning!"

"Brother Zhang, my pig can't wait for tomorrow, you just go with the old man, and the silver will give you more, how about it?"

The old man spoke earnestly, the ancestors of Butcher Zhang were pig killers for three generations, and the villagers of Shili Eight Villages have always asked them to kill pigs, and his family is not short of silver. Hearing this, Butcher Zhang smiled slightly and said.

"Uncle, it doesn't matter how much money you have, it's just that it's getting late, and I'm not strong enough to drink, so I can't go, so I'm leaving!"

When the old man heard this, he immediately became angry.

"The old man has repeatedly asked you, but you insist on not going, I really don't know how to lift!"

As soon as these words came out, Butcher Zhang was a little surprised, he frowned, ignored the old man, turned around and was about to walk forward. At this time, the old man grabbed him and opened his mouth to speak.

Butcher Zhang looked down at his sleeves, intending to withdraw, but inadvertently saw a scalp-tingling scene. Seeing that the old man's robe was empty, and there were no feet at all, Butcher Zhang couldn't help but gasp when he saw this, he thought to himself.

"This old man walked towards me at a very fast speed, it is impossible for a person of his age to walk so fast, and he has no feet under his robe, is this old man not human?"

After thinking about it, he pushed the old man hard, only to see the old man's body move back, and he actually floated back a few steps, and Butcher Zhang looked down at the old man's feet, and it was really empty.

"You old man is so vexatious! I have no grievances with you, why did you come to harm me? ”

Butcher Zhang saw through the old man's trick and said fiercely.

"I was actually recognized by a hairy boy, and I really have some skills! However, since you were met by the old man tonight, it means that your life is in this fate, no wonder the old man, the old man has collected your soul! ”

The old man said, raised his crutches and attacked Butcher Zhang, Butcher Zhang was taken aback, and quickly dodged to the side, the old man pounced, raised his crutches and rushed over again, Butcher Zhang asked in a panic.

"Who are you? What do you do with my soul? ”

"Lifestealer! Don't talk too much, take your life! ”

The old man said that he attacked him, Zhang Butcher's ancestors have been pig slaughterers for three generations, in addition to exquisite craftsmanship, there are many exquisiteness and rules. These things have also been passed down from generation to generation by the Zhang family, including a pig-killing knife, which was passed down by his grandfather Zhang Yidao, and his father often instructed him.

"This pig-killing knife is handed down by the ancestors, and when you walk at night, you can bring the knife with you, and you can use it to defend yourself and drive away evil spirits."

Butcher Zhang thought of this knife, so he pulled the knife out of his waist and slashed at the old man, who was startled by the sudden blow, and held the crutch hard and hit Butcher Zhang fiercely. Butcher Zhang was young after all, and he held the pig-killing knife hard to meet him. With a "snap" sound, the crutch was split in two, and the old man was surprised when he saw this, and asked with his mouth wide open.

"Who are you? Where did the knife come from? ”

"I am a pig killer below, this pig killing knife is handed down by my ancestors, my grandfather's name is Zhang Yidao, if you are not afraid of me, you can let the horse come!"

"Are you a descendant of Zhang Yidao? No wonder the knife is so familiar, it's just that the old man doesn't want to suffer a third loss, so he is offended, and he still looks at Brother Zhang Haihan, and the old man will leave! ”

When he heard that it was Zhang Yidao's descendant, the old man was very scared and said in a panic. It turned out that this old man had also hit Zhang Yidao's idea, but he was knocked to the ground by Zhang Yidao with three punches and two kicks, and Zhang Yidao cut off his beard with this knife.

And the pig-killing knife made the old man jealous, and he didn't think that many years later, Zhang Yidao's descendants actually used this pig-killing knife to humiliate him again, and the baby crutch that had been with him all his life was also cut in two by Zhang Butcher, as if it had become a burning stick.

The old man was frightened, hurriedly relented, and begged Butcher Zhang to raise his noble hand. Butcher Zhang saw that he was leaving, but he was worried that the old man would often harm people here, so he drank the old man and said.

"Don't harm people in this area in the future, I often pass by here, if I see it again, I will never spare you next time!"

As he spoke, he raised his knife and frightened the old man, who was afraid and hurriedly covered the door with his hand and replied loudly.

"Don't worry about Zhang Shaoxia, the old man will never dare to come out to harm people in the future, and I hope Zhang Shaoxia can raise his noble hand!"

So Butcher Zhang waved his hand and motioned for him to leave, and the old man turned around and fled after giving a salute. Butcher Zhang looked at the knife and muttered to himself.

"Father didn't lie to me, this ancestral pig-killing knife can really defend yourself against evil spirits!"

He smiled slightly, pinned the knife to his waist, and staggered towards home. Early the next morning, Butcher Zhang told his father what happened last night, but unexpectedly, his father smiled when he heard it.

"Is the old man lying on his back and a meniscus scar at the center of his eyebrows?"

When Butcher Zhang heard this, he asked in surprise.

"How do you know?"

"Son! To tell you the truth, that scar was caused by your father and me! Alas! What a self-inflicted man! I hope he can do it for himself in the future! ”

It turned out that the old man had also beaten his father's idea, but he was also humiliated by his father, but instead of cutting off his beard, he made a cut in the center of his eyebrows, so he had that meniscus-shaped scar.

The name Lifestealer sounds terrible, but it's also terrifying! This is not over, a few years later, the evil old man was subdued by a Taoist priest who traveled here, and was later beaten into a land of no return.

Since ancient times, pig killers have worshiped Zhang Fei of the Three Kingdoms as their ancestors, and they have killed evil ghosts and demons with bloody anger in both hands!