Chapter 4: The Sword of the Sword

"This holy water...... I heard that His Majesty personally led three Yulin armies and two Ranmin armies back then. A Praetorian Guard, followed by the president's leader, the right commander, and the death squad of the Ran Min army! After countless towering mountains, countless gods and beasts, and the death of batch after batch of loyal and brave soldiers, they reached the top of the lofty peak of Syracuse City, the Immortal Sacred Lake, from where the 'faith' of the common people of the Great Hall Country and the world were held. ”

"What is faith?"

"It's inside. ”

Xiao Yu pointed to the main hall of the Xuan Division, "faith" is the holy water of the coming-of-age ceremony, and the divine gift of the "son of the heavenly saint".

Hu Yanjian continued: "Bloody and brilliant, it can be called 'the sky', and if the blood remains unchanged, it is 'common people'"

The blood in the words is the blood of the person who is bathed in holy water, and the color of the person who is destined to be worshipped changes. The sky is the sky, the people are the earth, the sky is the pride, and the earth is the people.

"Does Chan mean color? ”

"I don't know, there has not been a Holy Son in the church for more than 200 years, and even if there are records in historical materials, it is not something that people like us can read. Hu Yanjian said truthfully.

"Xiao Gongjian, you belong to the Huyan family, why did you come to our family to hold a ceremony?" Yu'er asked.

"Well, I was indeed born into the Huyan family, huh...... Are you two from the Xuanyuan clan? Do you need to queue up from the Xuanyuan clan?"

When Xiao Yu heard this, he hurriedly sent a message to his brother: "Oh no, brother, I said that I leaked my mouth, let's go in directly, right?"

Xuanyuan Yue was speechless, there was a bit of cheerfulness in her words, she had already wanted to go in.

"Makes you talk a lot. ”

Xuanyuan Yue knew that this girl didn't want to line up, so she shook her head helplessly, and asked Hu Yan Jian, "Could it be that Brother Hu Yan's name is the sword in the 'Whip Sword Chain'?"

"Exactly!"

When he said these two words, he saw a touch of sadness and struggle from the bottom of his eyes, combined with the fact that he could not perform a coming-of-age ceremony in the family, it made sense, Huyan Jianjian was also the "funeral deed" designated by the emperor.

"Little, little golden retriever, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yu saw him in a daze, so he shouted a few more times under his nickname.

"Oh oh, it's fine, it's nothing. ”

"Funeral deed, right. In order to prove a certain conjecture, Xuanyuan Yue whispered these three words, simple three words, and fixed the Hu Yan sword in place, the latter froze his body, his pupils kept trembling, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Brother, you are too rude, how can a little cheap be a 'funeral object', a man must be proficient in the descendants of a family specializing in martial arts, he should not have this qualification. ”

As everyone knows, her answer is even more rude.

"You...... Who are you, I have felt that your behavior is very strange from the beginning to now, and you, how do you know that I am ......" Hu Yanyan Jian stepped back, pointed at Xuanyuan Yue, and began to watch out for the brother and sister.

"You don't have to talk, you can speculate at a glance. This is not even speculation, the sword scabbard on the waist is engraved with the words "Whew" The word is owned by the Huyan family; the hair bun is slightly upward, and the plate is a three-sided bun, which is a must-have for the Huyan family; after being demoted, it was sent to Xuanxian County in the south, and there is no name of the Huyan family, so it is a civilian to line up outside the headquarters of the Xuanyuan clan, and those who are degraded by the family are useless except for committing major crimes; Huyan is the clan, the name of the sword, with eighteen weapons in the name, it is a sword rather than a sword stream, the order is clear, and then think about the reason for being degraded, it is useless, so he is very likely to be the person who is buried the deed.

In today's world: the court is the sky, the sky is the gods, the white clothes are the earth, the earth is grass mustard, the heaven and the earth are not tolerated, but the grass and the birds are fierce.

In addition to the saints who need a large number of funeral deeds, the ministers of the humerus and the county lords and generals, when the slaughter falls, hundreds of people roar together, hundreds of officials mourn together, and there are countless people who accompany the funeral.

Xiao Yu saw the little cheap reaction, and shouted in surprise: "You are really a ...... burial"

"Be quiet. The two of them covered Xiao Yu's mouth almost at the same time, fortunately they didn't say the word funeral deed, and not many people paid attention to this side in the noisy environment, this word was equivalent to the "plague god" back then, and it was rumored that it would bring bad luck to people, and everyone avoided it.

......

After some conversation, Hu Yanjian learned that Xuanyuan Yue was also a "funeral deed", and they were all "high-level burial deeds" of today's saints, but he didn't expect that they were people in the same boat.

Hu Yanjian suddenly became happy, patted Xuanyuan Yue on the shoulder, and said with a cheap smile: "We are good brothers, hahahaha! When will we get married? I don't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I want to die on the same day of the same month and month of the same year! Anyway, both of our brothers died in the same grave, hahahaha......

When Xiao Yu heard this, he instantly disagreed, and kicked the little bitch's buttocks: "Whoever dies with you, my brother will not die, die on the other side!"

"Ugh. ”

Hu Yanjian scratched his head, he didn't expect his brother's sister to protect him so much, and just as he was about to speak, a group of people from Xuanbu rushed out: "Ouch, my aunt...... I've found you! Why are you queuing up here, come on, come in! The coming-of-age ceremony in the main hall is missing you!"

The person who came came with a group of maids, this person was Xuanyuan Yue's aunt - Huai Qian, and the "face and behavior" of the clansmen and servants to Xuanyuan Yue were "indebted" to her "care" and instructions.

Huai Qian also specially arranged for guards to watch Xuanyuan Yue in secret, one is to observe Xuanyuan Yue's dynamics, and the other is to secretly protect his life, according to the order of the strict system of the "funeral contract", the saint died, the first is the newborn son of the patriarch of the martial arts clan, according to the time. In other words, if Xuanyuan Yue dies, Xuanyuan Qiu, a cousin who is a few months younger than Xuanyuan Yue, will be the emperor's funeral son. So Xuanyuan Yue knew that if she accidentally whimpered, it was the aunt's biggest worry.

The special envoy of the Xuanxian coming-of-age ceremony is Huai Qian, and she also presided over the entire process of the crown ceremony. Maybe he couldn't find the county lord at the coming-of-age ceremony in the main hall, so he came out to meet him in person.

"No, I'm not Xiao Yu, go away. This aunt usually rejects Xuanyuan Yue openly and secretly, and she knows very well that Xiao Yu hates this kind of woman with a honey-bellied sword.

"Oh Miss, don't you be willful anymore, with these subordinates, aren't you afraid of dirty clothes?"

Huai Qian usually takes care of Xiao Yu, not without reason, Xiao Yu's status is in the Xuanyuan clan, there are elders in the clan looking forward, if nothing else, with the dragon vein and the blood of the Xuanyuan clan, Xin Yu may be the future patriarch of the Xuanyuan clan, and the first female patriarch in the history of Xuanyuan.

"Go ahead. Xuanyuan Yue passed the word, Xiao Yu was willing to go in first, and wanted to invite his brother in before leaving, but the latter refused.

"You...... You two are really from the Xuanyuan clan, why don't you go in as your clansmen? Hu Yanjian asked, at the coming-of-age ceremony of a large family, the clansmen do not have to queue up, and only ordinary people can participate in the coming-of-age ceremony after making a tedious appointment, queuing, and proof.

"Aren't you also from the Huyan clan, why did you come to the Xuanyuan clan. Xuanyuan Yue's answer made Jian Jian stammer, and he also understood the reason, the person who buried the deed was not only suffering from bad fate, but also because of rumors of bad luck, even if most people did not know about it, they would follow the crowd and reject these "children of bad luck" in their daily lives.

After Huai Qian entered, six or seven servants ran out and shouted at the civilians in line: "Check the ticket, check the ticket! Hurry up, take out the ticket! If you don't have a ticket, get out of here! Don't let me find out if you want to evade the ticket!

At the same time, the other two servants quietly crept into the crowd, and they deliberately lowered their voices and shouted at everyone: "Who wants to buy a ticket? Come on, half a penny!"

Those cloth clothes were extremely reluctant to take out half of the money (500 Wen), and they had to rush to buy it, otherwise their children would lose the only chance to have a coming-of-age ceremony, for them, half a piece of money could feed the family for two months.

"Damn! Didn't the Royal Ministry of Rites clearly stipulate that gift tickets from all over the country should be issued free of charge? Xuanyuan is blackmailing and squeezing the hard-earned money of the common people!" Hu Yanjian was full of righteous indignation, and said indignantly, he turned around and saw that Xuanyuan Yue was not moving, grabbed the handle of his knife, and stared at the ticket inspector "fiercely", with a "hungry tiger pounceing on food", and roared: "I want to draw my sword to help, don't stop me!"

“......”

"I want to eliminate evil and promote good, and give the people justice!" Xuanyuan Yue never moved, it was all Huyan Jianjian playing.

"Don't stop me! These people are afraid of being hard and soft! I really can't stand it!"

"Let's go. ”

"Uh...... Why didn't you stop me, and why did I, an outsider, take care of your servants?"

Xuanyuan Yue heard this, but did not answer, the servant must have been instructed by Huai Qian to sell tickets, otherwise even if he gave the servant a hundred guts, he would not dare to sell tickets in public, and then think about why this aunt came to welcome his sister in person, it is not difficult to understand.

Most of the team was immediately lost, and they were all driven away by these toll collectors.

It's Xuanyuan's turn to check the ticket, as for the useless thing like the ticket, he has never cared, the people of the Xuanyuan clan use the name post, and his name post has long been gone.

"Where's the ticket?!"

The ticket checker knew that the young man in front of him was Xuanyuan Yue, the patriarch's son-in-law, but with Huai Qian as his backer, he was not afraid of him at all, and deliberately embarrassed Xuanyuan Yue was also the meaning of Huai Qian, the head of the rudder Xuan Department.

As he spoke, the palm of the ticket checker grabbed Xuanyuan Yue's neckline: "Uncle, I ask you......!

Xuanyuan Yue didn't need to be angry to turn the person's palm back, pressed it under his leg, and continued to increase his strength:

"I sent the ticket. ”

"No! This is the minister's arrangement! Don't ask for trouble...... Oops, it hurts, it hurts!!"

"Click!"

The first crunch of the checker's arm sounded.

"Whew!!It hurts! I'm going to let go!"

Hundreds of gift tickets were handed out, and everyone cheered and was ecstatic, and the people who had left before also rushed back.

"You wait for me!

Xuanyuan Yue thought to herself, it is estimated that the person Huai Qian doesn't want to kill is herself, she is not stupid enough to want her son to be buried with her.

The hundreds of gift tickets in the hands of the ticket checkers were snatched up, and the former put down his cruel words and fled in embarrassment.

"Hey, you're so fast, if you hadn't made a move, I would have been able to beat them to the ground!"

Under the cheers of the crowd, the two "heroes" were sent to the front of the queue.

The queue time was suddenly reduced by a few hours.

"Whew!"

As soon as he arrived at the head of the row, two steel needles flew out of the main hall and pierced straight into Xuanyuan Yue's eyes.

"Danger!" Hu Yan's sword dodged in front of Xuanyuan Yue, wrapping himself into a ball with his Gang Qi, but the sharp steel needle instantly broke through his Gang Qi.

"Bell ——"

The two stitches struck at the same time on the freshly drawn iron sword, and the iron blade shook for a few moments before stopping.

Hu Yanyan sword was scared into a cold sweat, touched the scabbard, and it had been pulled out by Xuanyuan Yue, and wiped the fine sweat on his forehead: "Brother, you are very skilled!"

Xuanyuan Yue inserted the steel sword back into his scabbard, squinting at the main hall, such a vicious sneak attack, if he had just paused slightly, he would be blind at this moment.

"Why are you in front of me?" He is the first person to make a sacrificial protective action against himself.

"Because I found out earlier than you, I thought I could block it, but I just thought it was ......" Hu Yan Jian's defensive qi of sword practice, he thought he could resist this round of attacks, but he underestimated the strength of his opponent too much.

Xuanyuan Yue picked up a steel needle, quietly used Qi power, and threw it back.

"Whew!"

The steel needle broke through the air, so fast that it even distorted the space it swept, and if the armored iron rider stood side by side, it could be killed with soldiers and horses.

"Boom!"

The rock that flew from nowhere was just in front of the steel needle, but the needle was extremely powerful, and it easily pierced through the rock, and the track did not change in the slightest, and flew straight towards the hall.

"Ahh

At this time, Hu Yanjian came back to his senses, understood what had just happened, and gave a thumbs up to Xuanyuan Yue:

"You're this!"

He looked at the shattered rock and asked, "Aren't you afraid of shooting the wrong person?"

"Huai Qian's left calf, knee under the position of an inch six. ”

Xuanyuan Yue said lightly.