Tan Jin told everyone about the past that changed his fate in life.

Tan Jin's father was a military general and liked swords, so Tan Jin also liked swords since he was a child and collected them everywhere when he grew up. However, although he loved swords, he was not addicted or loved swords as if he was alive. Until one day, he accidentally got a scimitar, and everything changed from then on.

On a trip to the west, Tan Jin passed by a small woods and saw someone fighting inside. Many men in black besieged a woman, so he sent his followers to rescue him. The woman seemed to be injured and gradually lost her support. Seeing the officers and soldiers coming to help, the men in black quickly ran away, but strangely, the woman actually ran away too.

This made Tan Jin a little puzzled, but he didn't pursue the matters of the people in the world. He wanted to leave, but found a knife on the ground.

It was a scimitar with a very unique style. The body of the blade looked like a crescent moon, and the quaint black leather cover was secretly carved with complex patterns. The handle of the knife was a dark wood on the upper scale, which complemented the leather of the scabbard.

Tan Jin pulled the knife out of the scabbard with force, and felt a dazzling red light, and was shocked...

One of his subordinates saw it and asked, "Is this knife rusty?"

In fact, when I looked at it, I did feel that the knife was rusted. The scimitar was in a strange shape, but the crescent shape did not have the tip of the knife. The blade was rusty red, like rust, but the surface of the blade was extremely smooth. Tan Jin recognized at a glance that this was a treasure knife, and the knife was not cut off, but was forged into half a crescent shape, a broken-headed knife.

The stencil is usually not used for battle, but a decorative knife for gifts or commemoratives. This knife does not have a tip to indicate that it does not represent killing. Logically speaking, the stencil will not be sharp, but this knife is not only sharp, but also very sharp.

Tan Jin didn't know who threw the knife down. After waiting for a while, no one would come to pick it up, so he took it away first.

The same thing is said, although Tan Jin originally loved swords like his life, he was not a greedy person without principles. He had been waiting for the master of the sword to come and get the sword, and sent someone to wait near the forest.

But as time passed day by day, the master of the knife did not come, and some changes occurred to Tan Jin himself.

Tan Jin was originally gentle and elegant, but I don’t know if he hadn’t had a good rest or was not adapted to the local environment these days. In short, people have become a little fierce and not as friendly as before.

Sometimes Tan Jin would feel that he had problems, gradually became violent, greedy, and always had nightmares. In addition, as soon as he saw the knife, he would have no ability to resist and always wanted to take it for himself. It seemed that the kind of love he had suddenly reached the extreme, so he would have been in the palace to steal the knife.

Later, Tan Jin felt that something might have really happened to him. At this moment, Yang Caisheng came to steal the knife.

Tan Jin was seriously injured that time. Yang Caisheng was indeed caught at that time, but he ran away that night.

However, this matter has been reported. Tan Jin was afraid that the emperor would think that he was making facts to escape from the crime. In desperation, his friend from the Ministry of War asked someone to get a prisoner who was about to be exiled to the border to pretend to be Yang Caisheng, which led to the fact that Yang Caisheng was later tattooed and exiled.

After Tan Jin recovered from his injury, he was sentenced to lightly sentence and he retired to his ancestral home to cultivate.

However, after a few days of purity, Tan Jin unexpectedly found that his "illness" was cured. From that day on, he was not as greedy as the knife before, and seemed to have returned to normal. It was from this day on that day that Tan Jin understood that all his problems were caused by the broken-headed knife, which was a demon sword that could make people fall into the devil's path.

Tan Jin began to look up a large number of ancient books, trying to find some information about the debristed knife.

During the investigation, he found a knife called the Blood Knife. This knife is rust red or blood red, and is said to have demonic power... It was forged from the hematite buried deep in the underground. After that, Tan Jin began to search everywhere and finally found a similar hematite in the Daofu Town.

In fact, how did the incident be calmed down? Tan Jin's method was very simple, asking the villagers to throw back the mineral deposits and the forged swords and buried them in mud. The master who forged the swords later put on a thick cotton jacket and masks during the forging to avoid contact with the swords. Not long after, the others were also cured.

Tan Jin never left here and changed his name and lived there just to find the truth about the mineral deposit.

After listening to Tan Jin's narration, everyone roughly understood the truth of the incident back then. Although Yang Caisheng's incident was a bit difficult to understand, the border hematite seemed to be able to solve it.

"I asked Lao He to bury all the iron ores, and those knives?" Ouyang asked Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu touched his chin, "...Didn't the swords and ores be transported away? But the condition has not been relieved..."

"Is hematite you mentioned a kind of medicinal ore?" Gongsun suddenly asked.

Zhao Pu and others looked at each other, "Medicinal Mine?"

"In fact, it's not that complicated. It's the magic sword and ghost sword." Gongsun told everyone, "This kind of mine is actually called a medicinal mine. Most of them are buried deep underground. The soil on the ground is accumulated layer by layer. Maybe many years ago, some poisonous herbs grew on a certain layer of soil. Later, after being buried underground, the herbs changed, just like boiled medicine. The medicinal properties penetrated into the ground with rainwater and immersed on the ore. Over time, the ore became poisonous. Many years later, people used stone tempering and forging to take the process of stone tempering and forging, and became irritable."

Everyone felt it was reasonable after hearing this.

"This is also common, just like a river flows through a village all year round. The villagers grow up drinking river water and they are fine. Suddenly one day, a landslide occurred upstream of the water, and some poisonous plant residues buried in the ground were sprayed out and fell into the river. After the villagers at the foot of the mountain drank water, they were poisoned to varying degrees." Gongsun said, smiling slightly, "I think that causing the ore to turn red may be an herb that creates hallucinations. There is a thing called Lordae. The roots and branches and leaves of this herb are fiery red, and can be used to dye or draw. As long as it is soaked in the water, the water will turn red. Lordae is actually a very common herb. It has a wide range of uses. For example, if you don't sleep well at night, you can use a small amount to calm your mind and use it to relieve pain. The only bad thing is that this thing has a slight toxicity. After taking it in large quantities, it will cause hallucinations, making people very manic and even kill them.

Zhuying thought for a while, "Prince, the brothers who took people to mine the ore did say that they dug the ground and found many rotten shrubs, which were black in color."

"What kind of flowers and plants will be like this after being buried underground for a long time," Gongsun said, taking out paper to prescribe the medicine. "There are all categories of drugs in the world. The same type of diseases and discomforts can usually be treated with the same type of antidote. The method of treating phantom herbs is very simple. It is the same prescription as sobering medicine, and the dosage is a little larger."

"All this is OK?" Zhao Pu seemed to not believe it.

Gongsun opened two prescriptions and asked Zhao Pu to ask a lot of sobering medicine in the military camp. No soldier brought a bowl of it, and then cooked vinegar and smoked it everywhere in the military camp. It was so sick that he put it directly into the vinegar port and cooked it, and it would be better if he had sweated. Gongsun also mentioned that Tan Jin and those forging masters could escape the danger back then, which was directly related to wearing a cotton jacket and sweating.

"Oh..." Everyone in the room nodded suddenly, "So that's the reason."

The little Sizi nodded, and Daddy was capable.

Seeing that Bao Zheng's eyes were almost green, Pang Ji asked him with a smile, "Old Bao, you are a talent!"

"Yeah!" Bao Zheng kept nodding, "It's simply a wizard!"

Afterwards, Zhao Pu rushed to send people back to the military camp to prepare wine-relieving medicine and burn vinegar.

Bao Zheng and Pang Ji continued to study the case.

Everyone was busy, but Bai Yutang didn't know how to start. There was no clue about Yang Caisheng's body. Now it was found that the head was fake. The woman who didn't know whether it was a good person or a spy was also dead. The more things were investigated, the more confused it became.

Sitting in the yard of the yamen, Bai Yutang shook his head slightly with a teacup on his back, and then he heard a sigh beside him, "Oh..."

Bai Yutang turned his face and saw Zhan Zhao squatting on the chair beside him, holding his chin with both hands, and sighing.

"When did you come?" Bai Yutang was surprised. Zhan Zhao was like a cat, and there was no sound when he walked.

"Your Yang Caisheng has no clues, and my hope for the death of the Broken Knife Sect was also broken by Gongsun." Zhan Zhao shook his head.

"What's the meaning?"

"Originally, I just need to find a master with fast sword skills." Zhan Zhao looked at Wangtian, "But now the trouble is coming, everyone may be the murderer, whether it is a master or a low-hander."

Bai Yutang didn't quite understand what Zhan Zhao was saying.

Zhan Zhao shook his head and told him, "Gongsun said that the people in the Broken Knife Sect were collectively poisoned and then beheaded. Many of them were dead when they were chopped. Some people deliberately created the illusion of masters destroying the family."

Bai Yutang frowned.

"At the same time, the updater said that it was dark and he saw a white shadow coming out of the mansion. Dao Xingfeng and others suspected that the murderer was you. Could it be that your enemy framed him?"

Bai Yutang thought about it, "I can't imagine it."

"Well..." Zhan Zhao continued to hold his chin to think about the case.

Bai Yutang looked at the sky, and it was almost dawn all night, so he got up, "I'm going back."

"Isn't it dawn when I go back to the inn so late? Just stay in the guest room, so many guest rooms are empty anyway."

Bai Yutang thought about it and thought it would be fine, so he went to the guest room to check in.

Unable to sleep in the middle of the night, Bai Yutang lay on the bed with his face raised, took out Yang Caisheng's crooked handwritten letter and looked at it. If the legends about Yang Caisheng were all lies, then why didn't he come out to clarify? He is still not dead now? Is such a sincere letter fake?

Just as I was lying down, I heard three "tuk tuk" sounds, and someone almost knocked on the door.

Bai Yutang was puzzled. Who is the third update in the middle of the night? "Who?"

"Are you not asleep?" Zhan Zhao's voice came from outside the door, "I found a glutinous yard empty behind. Zhao Pu and his friends went to drink with barbecue. I couldn't sleep and prepared to go. Can you go?"

Bai Yutang thought about it, turned over and got up and opened the door.

Just under the moonlight, Zhan Zhao held a wine jar and looked at him with a smile.

Bai Yutang felt sleepless, and he didn't want to think about Yang Caisheng's worries anymore. He nodded to Zhan Zhao and went out to walk to the burger drying ground behind the yamen.

It seems that many people can't sleep today. Almost everyone is there at night. Even Master Pang and Lord Bao are drinking aside, and Tan Jin is also there. The three of them seem to be reminiscing about the past.

Zhao Pu sat on the haystack, lying on his knees, laughing at the little fourth son who was laughing with him. Gongsun below was chatting with Ouyang while drinking. He didn't know what he was talking about, Ziying and Zheying were raising a bonfire and barbecue.

Zhan Zhaohe Bai Yutang went over and found two wooden stakes for chopping wood and sat down.

Gongsun turned around and asked Bai Yutang, "Have you found a clue about Yang Caisheng?"

Bai Yutang shook his head, "I don't even know whether he is alive or dead now."

"If Yang Caisheng kept the decapitated knife, there might be trouble." Gongsun said seriously, "The person who forged this knife seems to have ulterior motives. He intends to forge a demon sword that makes people confused, but will not immediately be able to die."

"What would Yang Caisheng look like if he was still alive and kept that knife?" Bai Yutang asked Gongsun.

"This is hard to say. Maybe the wind demon is dead, or maybe..."

Zhan Zhao also looked up at him, "Maybe what?"

"Maybe it has become another person with completely different personalities." As he said that, Gongsun took out a drawing from his sleeve and showed it to Bai Yutang. "This is a weapon diagram that I have re-specified based on the wound. Because it is different from chopping while standing, chopping the person lying is just the opposite of the previous inference. The weapon should be thick and short."

"Thick and short?" Zhan Zhao wondered, "Is the axe?"

Bai Yutang opened the drawing paper, Zhan Zhao looked closer, and both of them were subconsciously stunned - it turned out that Gongsun was painting a scimitar, and the tip of the knife was broken.

"Dumped Knife!"

At this time, Tan Jin, who came to deliver barbecue to Zhan Zhao and the others, recognized the pattern at a glance, and exclaimed in a low voice for life, "The shape is exactly the same."

Zhan Zhao pointed to the several wavy lines at the bottom of the blade and asked Gongsun, "Can this be sure?"

"It can be clearly seen from the knife wound!" Gongsun took the skewer of barbecue. Seeing that Xiao Sizi ran back, he grabbed him to feed him. He continued, "And it's very strange. The knife should be very fast, but the person who used the knife seemed to shake his hands, and the cut made the wound uneven, so there was obvious knife marks."

Bai Yutang took out the letter and opened it and handed it to Gongsun.

Gongsun stared at the letter and frowned, "This is not like the trembling of weak hands, but more like the trembling of hands caused by difficult emotions."

"How to tell?" Bao Zheng seemed very interested and walked over.

"Woundless people do not have enough strength to write, and their pens will move slowly, but excited people will write faster and faster, so the strokes will feel thicker and thicker, and even there will be large ink dots in some places."

Bai Yutang looked at the letter, then looked at the picture drawn by Gongsun, and asked, "Can it be, the murderer of the Broken Knife Sect who destroyed the family is Yang Caisheng?"

"This person has been hiding for so many years. If it weren't for this case, no one would have discovered it!" Pang Ji couldn't figure it out, "Why did this person do this forever?"

"Let's analyze it briefly." Zhan Zhao seemed to have some different opinions. "Suppose the real murderer was really Yang Caisheng, then his wife sent this letter to Tianzun. Is it certain that Tianzun will send you here?"

Bai Yutang thought for a while, "It should be."
To be continued...