But it was said that after Dong Rengui successfully escaped from the Nianfu, the feeling in his heart was slowly dissipated, and he took advantage of the cover of the night to quickly shuttle between the streets and alleys, and soon left Xiaoyongfang, where the Nianfu was located, leaving the brightly lit and gradually active Nianfu far behind. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was only at this time that Dong Rengui breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he was temporarily out of danger, and after turning around, he came to a courtyard that had been prepared a long time ago, and began to deal with injuries, check the harvest, and destroy the evidence by the way.

"Bang dang ......" Dong Rengui took off his chain mail with grinned teeth, looked at the heart guard with a large hole in it, and threw it on the ground with palpitations.

He unbuttoned his shirt, briefly treated the wounds on his body, and then excitedly picked up the harvest of the trip, the long sword wrapped in black cloth.

Taking advantage of the dim light in the room, Dong Rengui carefully untied the black cloth on the long sword, revealing an ordinary old sword.

The sheath of this ancient sword is about one meter and two long, and the scabbard is made of ordinary cowhide, with no superfluous decorations on it, and it looks very shabby, even the most ordinary scabbard on the market is not as good.

The hilt part of the sword is the most common style at the moment, the iron hilt is square and edged, and the middle handshake part is wrapped with black and red silk threads of unknown material, which looks dirty and ugly.

Although the appearance was not satisfactory, Dong Rengui did not despise it, but seemed to pay more attention to it, and gradually decided that this sword was the legendary herring sword.

With admiration, Dong Rengui gently drew his sword out of the sheath......

"How can this be?" Dong Rengui exclaimed, pulled out the entire sword blade with a bang, and leaned into the light to take a closer look.

"How can this be? What the hell is going on?" Dong Rengui muttered to himself.

Under the light, the long sword in Dong Rengui's hand was gray, covered with brown rust, and there was no trace of the legendary clarity like water.

"Could it be that the artifact is obscure?" Looking at the rusty sword in his hand, Dong Rengui secretly guessed, and waved his hand to slash the corner of the table in front of him......

"When!" After a dull sound, the rusty sword in his hand bounced back, and the corners of the table were not damaged in the slightest......

"Is this really just a rusty sword? Could it really be that I have found the wrong target?" Dong Rengui looked at the undamaged corner of the table in a daze......

"Since it's not a herring sword, why is it enshrined by Nian Huasan?

Dong Rengui, who did not give up, gritted his teeth, sat down cross-legged violently, picked up the exercises on the Sword Sutra, and began to sense this rusty sword.

It's strange to say, although this rusty sword looks dilapidated and shabby, but Dong Rengui actually sensed a trace of spirituality in the rusty sword in response to his induction.

This surprised him, you know, even if it was a broken jade sword worth a thousand gold and sharpened like clay before, he didn't sense that there was a spiritual existence in it, and in this rusty sword, there was actually a spiritual existence?

Afraid that he would sense the wrong one, he meditated again and used his skills to sense the rusty sword in his hand.

This time, he used all his strength to push his sensing ability to the maximum, and an invisible wave emanated from his body, concentrated on the Rusty Sword, and with great difficulty, penetrated into the entire Rusty Sword through layers of barriers.

As the induction seeped into the rusty sword, Dong Rengui slowly sensed a trace of spiritual vitality, as if the sword was a living creature, not a dead thing without consciousness.

It's just strange that this spiritual spirit is very weak, not to mention, and it seems to be wrapped in something and trapped, which makes his sense very difficult.

But Rao is like this, he is still sure that even if this sword is not a herring sword, it is also a rare spirit sword, but the spirit is very weak and is about to die.

"Could it really be a herring sword? But how can its spirituality be so weak? Forget it, no matter, even if it's not a herring sword, this is still a spirit sword, and it's worth the trip tonight......"

After thinking hard to no avail, Dong Rengui had to put this aside first, began to pack his things, and prepared to go home, after all, it was not too early, if someone found out that he was not in the house, it would be difficult for him to explain!

Dong Rengui tidied up his clothes and was about to get up and leave, but suddenly he touched something in his chest, and his heart moved, thinking of the strange black fog in the Nian Mansion and the cold and stiffness of his whole body twice, and naturally he also remembered the heat flow in his chest.

With an inquiring mind, he took out the pendant on his chest, which was a white jade rosary, which was given to him by Master Ciyin of Yunshan Temple after he woke up, saying that it was a treasure that the ancient monk had blessed his life by chanting scriptures, which could protect himself from evil spirits.

At that time, he had just encountered such an inexplicable thing as crossing and the tragic image he saw when he crossed, so he unconsciously believed the words of Master Ci Yin and hung this rosary around his neck for ten years.

In the past ten years, Dong Rengui has studied this rosary more than once, but he has found nothing, but he is also very familiar with the appearance of this rosary, so he can see at a glance that the crack on the rosary is not there before.

Looking at the cracks on the rosary, thinking about the words of Master Ciyin, and then thinking about the strange black fog tonight.

"Is there really a ghost in this world?" and I met it tonight?" Dong Rengui was cold on his back, but in the blink of an eye, a great courage rose in his heart.

"I've even met immortals, what are just ghosts?" he smiled coldly, put the rosary back on his chest, turned around and walked out of the small courtyard, and walked home.

When it was nearly five watches, a person suddenly appeared on the backyard wall of Dong's house in Dayongfang, Xuzhou, and after a sneaky observation for a while, he turned over and jumped into Dong's mansion, and slipped into the west courtyard of Dong's mansion and came to the courtyard where Dong Rengui lived.

He entered Dong Rengui's bedroom familiarly, and after checking that the maid outside was still asleep, he took out the fire fold and lit the candlestick in the room.

"Coming back?"

Dong Rengui had just lit a candle, and the light broke through the darkness in the room, and before he could look around, he heard a voice from behind.

"Ahh

He let out a loud exclamation, turned around and held the crossbow in an instant, and was about to shoot, but he felt a light in his hand, and the crossbow in his hand was gone.

"The reaction is not bad, but it is not calm enough!" a tall figure appeared in front of him, casually playing with the delicate hand crossbow, commenting.