The swordsman is a hired person, unlike the killer, who must be unconditionally loyal to the master, so if the killer wants to commit suicide, the swordsman can release his obligation and find the next master again.

Tuo Nengya is a Hu people, the knife skills are very different from the Central Plains, good at using a double scimitar, came to Biyu City in his twenties, and was famous in his early years, it is said that Jinpeng Fort once wanted to accept him as an official killer, but he refused, he preferred to be a relatively free hired swordsman.

He spent the last few years serving Shangguan Chui, and was the leader of the swordsmen under the eldest and young masters, known as Tuo Boss.

After Gu Shenwei got the information from Liu Crooked Mouth, he didn't make a decision immediately, he looked around again and heard a lot of rumors about the Qiu Society.

The Qiu Society was formed by the children of rich people in Beicheng, Gu Shenwei immediately thought of Meng Wugongzi, this kind of thing is logically indispensable to him, but there is very little discussion about the founder of the Qiu Society, it seems that no one knows what the characters of this new organization are, that is, the Sword God Conference, which was also organized by several big covers in Nancheng, and the Qiu Society only contributed money and did not release people.

Gu Shenwei didn't listen to Liu's crooked mouth in the end, and still found Tuo Nengya.

As soon as he stood on the opposite side of Tuo Nengya, Gu Shenwei felt several eyes shooting at him nearby, and those swordsmen stood scattered against the trees, as if they didn't know each other, but as soon as someone approached the circle they formed, they would immediately reach for the hilt of the sword.

"I know you. He spoke first, his voice slow and powerful, as if the words that came out of his mouth had the power of magic and would soon become reality.

"Oh?"

"Killer Yang Huan, I heard that the last knife on the young master's body, you helped push it. ”

"You want revenge. ”

Tuo Nengya shook his head, his movements were also slow, "If I can see the eldest young master, I hope he can pay me the last few months, as well as these brothers." He raised his hand and waved, pointing at the nearby swordsmen.

"People die and the debt is gone, but there is a new reward, I don't know if you are interested. ”

Tuo Nengya was obviously interested, he was originally leaning against the tree pole, but now he stood up straight, holding the two conspicuous scimitars in both hands, and carefully looked at the young man in front of him, "You make the sword?"

"The sword is a souvenir, I make the knife. "The swordsmanship is the secret of Gu Shenwei and the lotus girl, and the two of them don't plan to let a third party know about it.

Tuo Nengya's interest seemed to be lost all of a sudden, he let go of the scimitar, hugged his arms, and pointed his chin to the open space not far away, "Go there, there are people who are interested in any reward." ”

"I want a real swordsman. ”

"A real swordsman not only recognizes money, but also recognizes people, and no one wants to die because of the master's random command. ”

"The new master will go into battle with you. ”

"Then it depends on the new master's knife skills?"

Gu Shenwei glanced back at the competition venue, the crowd of onlookers was cheering, probably someone won very excitingly, "Do you want to have a competition?"

Tuo Nengya's chest bulged high, and then slowly deflated like a bellows, "In the evening, come back after the second watch, the young people are playing during the day, and it is the turn of the old guy to play at night." ”

When Gu Shenwei left, the cheers around several martial arts venues were even louder, and in two or three days, the sword gods selected by the Qiu Society would be released, and today's winners all hoped to get that well-paid job.

Gu Shenwei sent Liu back to the city with a crooked mouth, and ate at the stall outside the rouge forest, waiting for dark.

Liu Crooked Mouth was a little dissatisfied with the young boss, how to say that he knew more about Nancheng than a half-sized boy, but Yang Huan rarely asked for his opinion, fortunately, in a few days, the tenth prince would personally go down the mountain and enter the city, and it was more useful to please that tomboy than to please this so-called hall master.

In the evening, the day's sword god conference ended, and the spectators dispersed in a hurry, and more than half of the thousands of swordsmen left, leaving only about 100 people who did not retreat and wandered in the forest.

Near the second watch, a bonfire was lit in the deepest clearing in the rouge forest, and everyone came over and gathered in a circle to keep warm.

An old man in his fifties came on the field empty-handed, and there was a burst of sparse applause, "Is there anyone here who wants to be a 'sword god'?"

The onlookers laughed, all disdainful of the so-called "Sword God", "I want to be the 'Blood Sword God', I'm afraid it won't be my turn!" someone in the crowd shouted, and the laughter became louder.

Tuo Nengya squeezed to the young man's side, "The Blood Knife Society, as long as it is not windy and rainy, there are there every night, real knives and real guns, almost as long as the history of Biyu City." ”

"I've never heard anyone mention it. Gu Shenwei felt a little interesting, Tie Hanfeng had introduced Rouge Forest before his death, but he never talked about the Blood Knife Society, Tie Hanfeng only picked the first swordsman among his acquaintances, and never came to this kind of place.

"It's a game of swordsmen, and very few employers participate. ”

Gu Shenwei understood the meaning of this sentence and held the hilt of the sword, "Why don't you participate in the Sword God Conference?"

"As I said, the real swordsman still has to recognize people, and we don't know who is the commander in the Qiu Society, so we don't want to die for the 10,000 taels of silver. ”

Gu Shenwei was accustomed to the thinking of the Jinpeng killer, and he didn't understand the intentions of this group of swordsmen, in his opinion, it was more valuable to work for 10,000 taels of silver than for a group of people to secretly compare knives at night.

Two swordsmen are on the field.

"Each person pays one hundred taels of silver, and the loser has no blood, and the winner takes one hundred and eighty taels, and the head of the knife takes one percent. Tonengya explained.

Gu Shenwei took out a small ingot of gold, Tuo Nengya took it, handed it over to a swordsman beside him, and passed it around, the gold didn't know who it ended up in, and who the knife head was, Gu Shenwei didn't know at the end.

After three competitions, one person died, two were injured, one swordsman Gu Shenwei thought it was okay, and the others were better than the swordsmen who competed during the day, but they were also mediocre, the key was that Gu Shenwei didn't think that he could prove anything through the competition, he wanted a murderous swordsman, not a guy who likes to show off.

"Next couple!" shouted the old man on the field, and Tononya whispered to the young man, "It's your turn." ”

Gu Shenwei walked up to the field, and most of the swordsmen around him were middle-aged, and he was one of the only few young people, so there was a burst of laughter, "Who is so lucky?"

"Luckily" was a tall, strong swordsman with a fluffy beard, like a trumpet, and carried a special machete in both hands, the back of which was heavy, dragging it on the ground, cutting a deep groove.

Someone was shouting the name of the swordsman, but Gu Shenwei didn't hear it clearly and didn't care, he just pulled out the knife and waited for the other party to approach.

The bearded man roared, picked up his knife and slashed at his skinny opponent, which was simply silver sent to the door.

Gu Shenwei had learned several sets of sword techniques, but he obeyed the Jinpeng Castle Killer Commandment, no matter how weak the enemy looked, he had to attack with all his strength to kill the enemy with one sword.

The machete slashed against the boy's shoulder, and for a moment it looked as if it had been struck, and then it fell heavily to the ground, and the bearded man lost his balance, and rushed forward a few steps, and fell directly onto the fire, almost crushing the flames, and in a few moments, his beard became feverish.

Several people rushed into the field and dragged the big man out, but there was no need to look at it, the big man was about to be scorched and made a sound, and he was already dead before he fell.

Few people can see the way the young man comes out of the knife, he is like a monster that comes out of the night, killing people with evil magic instead of knife techniques.

The bonfire was rekindled, and none of the hundreds of onlookers spoke, until the old man piled one hundred and eighty taels of silver into the young man's arms and loudly announced "the next pair", and everyone talked about it.

Gu Shenwei suddenly became the focus of attention, and everyone was asking what the mysterious teenager was.

The next few fights became a display of sword skills, and everyone tried their best to make a good impression on the young employer, but almost every time the knife man fell to the ground and never got up.

The Blood Knife will end on the third watch, and Tuo Nengya will leave the young man behind, this time it is Gu Shenwei's turn to make a request, "I didn't see you play." ”

Twenty or so people followed, and he spoke on behalf of all of them, "We can go on the field and kill, but that's not our forte, and it's not why you should hire us. ”

"We?"

"Well, I don't hire alone, there are twenty-three people in all, all or none at all. ”

Gu Shenwei didn't know if other swordsmen were like this, and when everything was not negotiated, he made conditions to the possible employer in an arrogant tone.

"What are your strengths?"

Tuo Nengya pulled out a scimitar and gave a command in a loud voice, his tone was not slow at all, but like a general who scolded Fang You, "assemble", "advance", "turn left", "defend", "attack......

Gu Shenwei's father is a palace guard, and he doesn't know much about the battle array, Gu Shenwei was curious when he was a child, and he once entered the school field with his good friends to watch the army drills, which is a little understanding, Tuo Nengya's gang is indeed neat enough, and there is a bit of momentum, but there are too few people, and it seems that it can't work.

"I don't understand ......"

"We're not good at fighting alone, but a combination of ten people can fight twenty people, and a combination of twenty people can fight fifty people, let me pick a few more swordsmen, make up enough fifty people, and we can be invincible in Nancheng, except for Jinpeng Castle, no one is our opponent. ”

This is a completely different style from the killer, Gu Shenwei was skeptical, "The young master hired you for the sword formation?"

Tuo Nengya's eyes changed slightly, it seemed that the young man asked a very rude question, and in an instant it returned to normal, "No, he is not interested in the sword formation, I owe him a favor." ”

This is exactly what Gu Shenwei is worried about, and it is also the place he wants to take advantage of, a group of swordsmen who are dissatisfied with Jinpeng Castle are not the people he wants to disturb? The key is how to control them without telling the truth.

"How much do you want to pay for this favor?"

"When he dies, the favor is gone, we are swordsmen, not righteous men, nor chivalrous. ”

"Good. Gu Shenwei stretched out his hand and planned to hire this group of swordsmen, and they still had many details to discuss, such as the most important salary.

"Hey, does anyone want to make a lot of money? Come to me, get the money before you work!"

The spoiler came, as if it had been agreed, Meng Wugongzi came over with a group of entourages and swordsmen, someone carried a heavy box, put it down and lifted the lid, under the light of the bonfire, the boxes of silver flashed with a warm light, as if suddenly from the early winter to the spring.