Shen Zhuoyu instantly rushed to the old man's side, grabbed the old man's arm, and shouted, "Senior, tell me quickly, where is the Divine Sword Castle?!"

"Tell me first, what are you going to do at Excalibur Castle?"

Without waiting for Shen Zhuoyu to answer, the old man laughed to himself, "If you don't say it, I also know that a person is so anxious to find a place, just for love and hatred, seeing that you are happy to be like this, most likely because of a love word......"

Shen Zhuoyu was easily broken by him, and his face suddenly turned red.

The old man was silent for a while, sighed and said, "Come with me......"

Shen Zhuoyu saw that his mood was a little strange, and he was slightly surprised, and started to keep up. After walking for about a few miles, Fang couldn't help but ask: "Senior, where is this going?"

"Went to visit a friend. The old man said, his tone was quite melancholy.

Shen Zhuoyu became more and more puzzled, and doubted: "That Divine Sword Castle ......"

"After a while, you will naturally know......" The old man did not look back, and kept burying his head forward.

I don't know when, the second girl followed, quickly rushed to the old man's shoulder, and made a grimace at Shen Zhuoyu, looking very proud.

Shen Zhuoyu smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: "The predecessor is mysterious, doesn't he know the location of the Divine Sword Castle, and the friend he said is the one who knows?"

The two of them walked for a short time, and suddenly saw a fork in the stone path.

The one on the left leads straight down the mountain, and the other goes around the hillside and goes up again.

The old man walked the second way, Shen Zhuoyu felt strange in his heart, and pointed to another stone path and said, "Senior, is this road going to the Chu family?"

The old man didn't stop, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, when you go down the mountain, it is the backyard of the Chu family......"

Shen Zhuoyu snorted, seeing that the old man had already walked away, he hurriedly stepped to catch up.

After walking about a few miles around the winding stone path, the stone path came to an end, but I saw a luxuriously decorated tomb standing quietly in a pine forest.

The old man stopped and said abruptly: "This is it." ”

Shen Zhuoyu stopped when he heard this, but saw that the tomb was quite clean around it, and it was obvious that someone often cleaned it, and there was a stone tablet standing in front of the tomb, which read: "The jade of Nanshan, only I am the first".

"This is ......" Shen Zhuoyu had never seen such a strange tomb, and his heart was strange.

A trace of sadness appeared on the old man's originally ruddy face, and he said in a trembling voice: "His name is Chu Yushan......"

"Chu Yushan!?" Shen Zhuoyu exclaimed.

The old man nodded and said, "This moment, five years have passed." ”

Shen Zhuoyu frowned and was puzzled, "The deeds of Chu's predecessors, the younger generations have also heard about it, and the people all say that he disappeared for no reason a few years ago, but I didn't expect it to ......."

"Everyone says it, but it's not necessarily true. The old man sighed.

Shen Zhuoyu said: "Strange, since it is the tomb of Chu's predecessors, why don't you write his name? The Chu family is in Nanjianzhou, and it is also a wealthy family, how can the grave of the former head of the family be hastily done?"

The old man smiled dumbly and said slowly: "Because, this tomb was built by the little old man himself, and it has nothing to do with his Chu family......

Shen Zhuoyu was stunned for a moment, almost suspecting that he had heard it wrong, but he heard the old man continue: "Everyone in the world thinks that he is missing, and even his son, who is Chu Xuan's stinky boy, doesn't want to believe the fact that he is dead. As everyone knows, before he left, he had met with the old man and me. He said he was going to Tokyo to do something very important. Later, when he never returned, I realized that something was wrong, so I went to Tokyo myself, but found his broken sword in one of the walls......"

The more Shen Zhuoyu listened, the more frightened he became, and he faintly felt that this matter would have something to do with the Shen family.

The old man's expression was gloomy, and he caressed the stone tablet, "This kid has been fond of swords all his life, how can he abandon the sword and leave? Since the broken sword is left in the wall, it is impossible for him to still be in the world...... People are dead, everything is empty, Nanshan and Beiyue, died on the same day, some people say that the two of them died together when they were competing with swords, whether it is true or not, for this kid, it is a good destination...... It doesn't matter whether others believe it or not, I will take back the broken sword, replace others with the sword, and set up this tomb, so that I have the right to be a part of my mind. ”

Lying on this tomb is not a person, but a broken sword, Shen Zhuoyu was surprised, his mood was heavy, he didn't know what to say, and said for a long time: "The predecessors set up this nameless tomb, which can be described as well-intentioned. ”

The old man stood for a moment, his originally clear eyes looked a little cloudy at this moment, and he whispered: "If I had completed the agreement as scheduled, maybe he would not have died......

He muttered to himself, sat down next to the tombstone, and beckoned to Shen Zhuoyu, "Come, little doll, the old man will tell you a story." ”

Shen Zhuoyu didn't ask much, and sat down according to his words.

The old man looked at him and said slowly: "Once upon a time, there was a young man who was born in a prominent family, and he was ingenious since he was a child, and he was quite loved by the elders in the family. With a background like his, glory and wealth are at his fingertips, but it is a pity that he is arrogant and arrogant, thinking that he has the ability, and at the age of sixteen, he left the house alone despite the obstruction of his family. He came to the Central Plains a few years later, and at that time, he had already found that the world was not as he thought, and that he could not even feed himself with that pitiful arrogance...... Soon, he was at the end of his rope and had no way out. Forced to make ends meet, he had to rely on the skills he had learned from his family, and began to make a living by striking iron, which he had learned since he was a child, and with his already cleverness, he soon became an excellent blacksmith......

Shen Zhuoyu was confused at first, and it wasn't until he talked about "blacksmith" that he realized: "The young man in the story is probably the predecessor himself......"

But listening to the old man continued: "His casting skills are very powerful, especially good at casting swords, the business of the iron shop is getting better and better, and later, many prominent martial arts giants have come from thousands of miles away, just to ask for a weapon to take advantage of." In just ten years, the boy has accumulated a huge family business, married several beautiful wives, gave birth to several pairs of children, and his life has been smooth. As soon as they saw him, they offered a great deal, which, if it could be done, would earn enough silver taels for him to spend ten lifetimes. Such a pie-in-the-sky good thing, anyone would agree to it, but after thinking about it several times, he still refused. ”

Shen Zhuoyu said curiously: "Why is this?"

The old man said: "That's because the Chinese of those buyers is very blunt, and they are definitely not from the Central Plains, and their appearance is somewhat similar to the Liao people in the north." And what they want to buy is a large number of military weapons. If you think about these things a little, you can guess that these people must have ulterior motives. Hmph, although I am only a blacksmith, I am not enough to do these traitorous things for glory. Those Liao dogs want to fool me, it's just wishful thinking!"

The old man was excited for a while, and directly used the word "I", he didn't care, and continued: "After those Liao people were rejected in person, they proposed to increase the honorarium, I was unmoved, and those people had to give up, but when they left, the leader said: 'You don't cast weapons for us, you should be careful when you sleep!' I was young and vigorous, impulsive, and loved to fight with others, how could I stand the threat, and in a fit of anger, I picked up the red hammer and rushed up. The man at the head did not take precautions and burned his face. It's a pity that I didn't know martial arts at all at that time, and those people reacted and knocked me to the ground with just one move......"