On the way to the top of the sword, there is a deep valley between the two mountains, above the deep valley, between the two mountains hang three iron chains, their shape is like a one-man high equilateral triangle, the distance between the two parallel iron chains below is just one step of an adult, their function is to provide two roads for the people on the road from the shell ridge to the top of the sword, also called the chain bridge, as for the middle chain, is the handrail of the people walking on this deep valley road. However, when people walk on these two chains and occasionally look down at the deep valley under their feet, they will have the feeling of walking on the clouds. I couldn't see anything but the smoke below, but those who were lucky enough to walk by from above heard the sound of someone talking from time to time.

As a result, people in the vicinity began to talk about it, and for a long time it was said that the voices of the people coming from below were the whispers of lonely ghosts who fell from this chain bridge and were shattered. Whether it is true or not is only clear to those who speak below. Or under the walnut tree at the head of the chain bridge, the two people who carved words on the walnuts with their swords all the year round are clear.

For, if anyone who wants to strike someone who passes by on the bridge, he must have the consent of both of them in advance, otherwise they will use the sword in their hands to carve walnuts, and carve a few terrible words on the eyes or foreheads of the people who come.

It is said that the old man with a horse-faced face and a short beard usually carves the words "to die," while another young man in his thirties with a belly and belly usually carves four words on the two eyeballs of the visitor: "Hurry up and die." That's the general situation, it's the late autumn season, and it's the time when the walnuts are ripe, and it can also be said that it's the time when the old and the young practice hard.

When the sun rises from the east every day, everything around the walnut tree at the head of the chain bridge will be particularly gloomy, gray and lonely, because Shell Ridge is behind it, and the sun rises from the direction of Shell Ridge, so there are two places in this world that are particularly dark when the sun rises - one is the place where death dwells, and the other is the place around the walnut tree at the head of the chain bridge.

In fact, behind this walnut tree there is a small house, which is also like the houses where the residents of Lion Bridge Town live, all of which are made of mud and stone walls, and there is a six-step stone staircase between the corridor of the house and the flat ground below. The corridor was supported by two mottled stone pillars, the beams resting on the stone pillars had long since turned black and were beginning to decay, and the double door may have had some kind of bright paint a long time ago, but now only the color of the log had been eroded by time, and it looked old. There was no knocker on the door, only two parallel rusty iron buckles nailed to it.

At this time, the door is half-open and half-hidden, and because of the backlight behind the ridge, the room is particularly gloomy and dark. At this time, I only heard an old but loud voice inside: "I seem to hear someone moving behind the house, you should go out and have a look." ”

Then there was the sound of someone removing iron from the wall, and then the half-open door creaked open completely, and then a young man in his thirties with a belly came out of the room, looking around with an unsheathed iron sword. At first, he stood in the hallway and looked at it, but he didn't find half a figure, so he walked down the stone steps again, and deliberately turned onto the only path from Shell Ridge at the back of the house. He stopped and stood on the path, and scrutinized the back of the house and everywhere, but still found no one or any other suspicious movements.

So he turned back. He was about to walk up the stairs when he suddenly felt a few walnut shells fall on his head and shoulders. So he carefully examined his body to see if there were any other filths such as bird droppings and saliva. When he found that nothing else had been left that worried him, he looked up with a look of great joy to see what the walnut shell had peeled on the walnut tree. As a result, he saw a young man in a purple robe lying on a walnut tree, peeling walnuts and eating them leisurely.

This man aroused the curiosity of the fat man with the sword under the tree, for he found that the man who ate the walnut above was as comfortable as if he were eating the fruit of his own house, and that he peeled the walnut as easily and easily as a peanut. Not only that, but when the fat man with the sword lowered his head, he also found that the walnut shells on the ground had accumulated into a small mountain like a mound of dirt at the mouth of a rat's hole.

Therefore, when the fat man with the sword raised his head again, his face was already very ugly, a strange face made of volcanic lava and dark clouds in the sky, and his eyes were almost on fire, so that the sound coming from his throat had the air of a lion's roar.

"Damn,. ”

Fortunately, as soon as the fat man's words came out, the man on the tree seemed to be a monkey with a strange temper, and he turned his head with a smile and glanced at the fat man under the tree, and when he smiled, he suddenly smashed down a walnut with a whoosh; the fat man did not expect it, and he could not prevent it; he thought that all those who were thieves were weak-hearted, and as long as he was caught on the spot and roared lightly, he could make the person above fall down. He never expected that the man would unreasonably hit him with a hard walnut.

The result can be imagined, without psychological preparation, even if you are a martial arts master, you will be unable to guard against it, and you will be embarrassed, and you will be beaten by his walnut.

The fat man's forehead was bleeding, his fat face had changed from the original white and red color to the current pork liver color, and his two bulging eyes were almost angry. He wanted to jump up to the treetops and use the iron sword in his hand to engrave a few words on the eyes of the young man, who knew the height of the earth, but he feared that the dense branches would block his movement. It would have been a no-brainer for him to cut down this tree, but in this way, what kind of sword training he would have from now on, not to mention cutting down one of his precious fruit trees in order to beat a bastard, certainly no shrewd man like him would have done such a stupid and stupid thing.

So what to do?

When he had nothing to do, it suddenly occurred to him that he could smash me, so why couldn't I smash him?

So, the fat man placed his iron sword on the stone in the hallway, and he began to look around the ground for a suitable stone for him to use to smash the other man.