The young man who had opened the door of the long-dormant room that day was indeed the son of my dead master, who was also my little master, and the master I had followed for the longest, at least for now, the longest.

It turned out that the old master had three sons and one daughter, and his eldest son went out early to study art to make a living.

Three years later, the eldest son of the old master was eighteen years old, learned some kung fu from the people in the rivers and lakes, and earned a lot of silver taels at the port, and chose an auspicious day to return to his hometown to visit the second elder of the family, but what did he know was waiting for him was a dilapidated scene at home.

The little host inquired about the situation with the neighborhood.

But it didn't go well, and the neighbors dodged and kept silent.

The little master became suspicious and used some means to force the villagers to confide the truth.

Later, he learned that his parents and younger siblings had died tragically for more than half a year.

The grief in my heart was only for a moment, replaced by irrepressible anger.

He was furious, and he remembered the strange-looking sickle lying on the ground at home.

He picked me up.

He wants revenge.

The landlord killed his family of five and buried them with the small landlord.

Then he can also destroy the king, and the landlord will be buried by a large family for his five family members.

He believed he could do it, even if it was just him.

That night, the corpses of the landlord were strewn all over the field, and the blood flowed like a river.

It was from that day that I knew where I belonged.

He is my second master.

Killing people is not an easy task, let alone killing more than twenty people in one night, including babbling children.

There was not the slightest mercy from the master's hands, and neither did I.

However, the master was still scared, and he took me desperately to run, run, run......

Fortunately, the master who fled in a hurry was not sensible, he took a lot of silver taels with him, and fled far, far away.

The owner wanted to find a place where no one knew him and start over.

He came to a strange port.

He called himself nameless.

Although no one knew him, I could feel that his inner turmoil had not relaxed.

He found a blacksmith and put a wrist sleeve on his right arm, and made a blade to cover my edge.

From now on, he will not leave me, I will not leave him.

I knew that all the master wanted was a peaceful life, and just like the old master, everything seemed to be going on.

In the past two years, the master relied on the skills he had learned in three years of going out to survive, and soon had a place at this port, and joined a local Jianghu sect called the "Zhengtian Gang" - just because the purpose of the Zhengtian Gang is to hoe the strong and help the weak, and to support justice.

The owner's ability to stand out from the crowd soon helped the core layer to take a fancy and focus on cultivating.

As a result, the master has a deeper understanding of the gang, and what he sees later has once again broken through his already uneasy psychological defenses.

The master discovered a secret room of the Zhengtian Gang.

If an official walks into that secret room, I believe that many unsolved cases at the port can be solved.

In the secret room, you can see a large amount of property that has been robbed, the secret of martial arts that has been stolen, and even in a corner, there are more than a dozen women from good families who have disappeared recently, their clothes are torn, their mouths are gagged, and they look at him with tears streaming down their faces.

This is the Zhengtian Gang that flaunts justice!

The squire landlord used his hegemony to destroy his master's affection, and as a result, he raised the blade of slaughter.

The righteous man used hypocrisy and treachery to destroy the pure land that remained in the master's heart, righteousness, and therefore, he lifted me up again.

Nearly 80 people in the gang were killed and injured in two days.

The master thinks they deserve to die, and so do I.

However, when the master took the last man's life, a killer suddenly arrived.

This killer's name is Han Wuyue, and he is a member of the Moral Alliance.

Obviously, the old man has also been eyeing this Zhengtian Gang for a long time, and Han Wuyue's task is to cut off the heads of the three leaders of the Zhengtian Gang.

When Han Wuyue arrived, all his targets had died at the hands of his master, although this was considered to be the completion of the task, but this was a taboo in the killer rules, he should have carried the heads of the three people and the master, and went to see the old man together.

But Han Wuyue only took the heads of the three leaders back to restore his life, and for some reason, he also introduced his master to his master, the dagger master - Ghost Face.

The ghost face is not a righteous person, he acts perversely, moody, and is always unpredictable.

When the master grasped the hand and handed it to the ghost face to watch, I could feel the flash of killing intent of the ghost face, but he did not do this, but instead took the master as an apprentice.

I heard that people who understand blades can even fight for blades, and Ghost Face is obviously this kind of person, he saw that I was an ominous blade, he didn't dare to take me for himself, he just asked his master a word.

"Does this scythe and dagger have a name?"

"Nope. ”

"Then let's call it a ghost. ”

"Good. ”

From then on, I had a new name.

In the past three years, according to the characteristics of the master and me, Ghost Face has deduced and refined a set of dagger skills and awarded it to the master.

A set of "impermanence dagger method" and a "Shura Jue" internal skills, Ghost Face taught very carefully, and the master also learned very carefully.

After three years, Ghost Face said that he had nothing left to give to his master, and sent him away.

I know that the ghost face wants to see how much wind and waves my ghost can stir up on the rivers and lakes.

I think the host is also clear.

Either to repay the teacher's kindness, or just to slaughter the evil in the world, for four years, the master never stopped me in his hands.

In the eyes of the world, what they see is the cruelty and unscrupulousness of their master, and only me and my master know that every drop of blood I have drunk, although many of them are still bright red and bright on the surface, are in fact filthy inside.

Just like after the Zhengtian Gang was slaughtered, most people in the world saw the tragic situation of only this gang, but few people saw the truth behind the killing, the truth in the secret room.

They spit on the man, the scythe, not the Jeontian Gang.

Soon, the name "ghost sees sorrow" spread, although the owner never mentioned these three words to anyone other than his wife.

He was me and I was him.

The resemblance between the master and the wife is a common deed.

The lady who depended on her father for a living was a performer, but she offended the head snake, who coveted the beauty of the lady, so that she killed the old father and wanted to forcibly occupy the lady.

The same is the end of the world, Mrs. Dade is grateful to the master, so he promised him, the master did not accept it, only left the wife by his side, traveled the rivers and lakes together, and fell in love all day long, and tied the knot together.

Since having my wife by my side, my master's murderous intent has been greatly reduced, and I rarely lick blood with my edge.

However, because the name of the Demon Blade was too notorious, many of the slaughters were later attributed to me and my master.

My master and I were burdened with many trumped-up charges and infamy, but the master knew that the explanation was useless, and the more he smeared it, the darker it became, so he was silent, and he and his wife went away to the borderland.

In the second year of Zhongzhou's invasion of the border, the master and his wife gave birth to a son.

In the third year of the border war, the master attacked the 100-man cavalry regiment of the Waiyi cavalry at night in a small village in Longdi, and kept the party peaceful, but this credit was later counted on the head of the Shaolin Temple.

The master thought that he would be able to spend the rest of his life in peace, but he didn't expect that two years later, there would be seven or eight enemies who came in groups to seek revenge.

And five of them have no grievances with their masters, which the owners know, I know, maybe they know it in their hearts, but they need to find someone to pay for the affairs of the rivers and lakes in recent years.

The wife and son have become the biggest fetters of the master at this moment, and they can also be described as a burden.

A family of three escaped the siege.

But the master was seriously injured, and the lady was not lightly injured.

After the master hid his wife and son in a secret place, he went to Shaolin alone, just to seek a look at the Yijin Sutra and the Washing Marrow Sutra, he did not want to save himself, but wanted to use the secret technique to replace his and his wife's bloodline, so that his wife could live.

Of course, there was no accident, he was rejected by the Shaolin Temple, the master was angry, but he didn't let me out of the sheath, he only injured a piece of Shaolin monks and left, and his wife lived and died.

Madame left the master one step earlier, and in front of the master's eyes, his senior brother Han Wuyue found him, and he was pleased to entrust the little master and me to Han Wuyue, at least before he died, he saw the remaining warmth in the world.

Despite this warmth, it may also have its purpose.

I have a little master, a third master, and before I know it, I have become a family heirloom, and I don't know if my ominous will be passed on in the future......