Chapter 19 Within the gate of hell, the black sword is impermanent
I have mastered the art of physiognomy since I was sixteen years old. My grandfather said that my physiognomy is now complete. If I am willing, I can see many things through a person's face.
But I can't see through the man in front of me, because when I tried to deduce his numerology using fortune-telling, I seemed to see a cloud of fog, a black fog. As for the direction of his numerology, I couldn't see it at all.
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What shocked me the most was that there seemed to be some unknown beast hidden behind the black mist. It was as if if I took one more look, the beast would jump out and devour me.
Especially the aura behind it was very powerful, giving me a feeling of suffocation, my chest felt like it was being burned, and my throat was a little sweet. Just looking at it, I actually felt like I was going to vomit blood!
I couldn't help but frown. I have never encountered this situation before. What is the background of this man!
I have a stubborn temper. The more I cannot see through something, the more I want to see it clearly. I take a deep breath and recite the mantra silently in my mind, preparing to take another look.
"Don't look any further, or you will be miserable." He looked at me and said lightly, with no expression on his cold face.
I was a little embarrassed. I didn't expect that people would find out when I looked at the person's face. What is this guy's background? Could it be that he really came to challenge me?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but become cautious. There was something weird about this man, and I couldn't help but be cautious. Especially when I found that he was holding a knife in his hand, a long black knife that looked similar to his.
As cold as a human being.
"You are Li Laosan's grandson, and your ears look like his." He glanced at me and said calmly.
Hearing his words, I was a little surprised, and then a little annoyed. Due to genetic reasons, my ears are the same as my grandfather's, which are a little bigger than the average person's. Growing up, I was often laughed at, saying that I have a pair of ears that attract people.
Ear.
But what surprised me even more was the implication in his words that he knew grandpa!
"Do you know my grandpa?" I asked him as I walked down the stairs.
The man nodded, then frowned and said, "I know him. I remember I met him thirty years ago. By the way, I went there once when you were born."
Hearing his words, I stared at this man with wide eyes, because I couldn't believe what he said. He didn't look very old, just a few years older than me, but now he said that he knew my grandfather thirty years ago.
, and he even visited my house when I was born, how could I believe it!
"What nonsense are you talking about? How old are you this year? You have known Mr. Li San thirty years ago!" The old Taoist also came over, and now he could see that this person was not here to see a fortune teller, but rather to see a fortune teller.
The one who is looking for trouble, as the general manager of this shop, Lao Tao will never allow this to happen.
After hearing his words, the man turned his head and glanced at him. His cold eyes and the long black knife in his hand made the old man take two steps back involuntarily and shouted at the top of his lungs: "What are you going to do? You still want to do it."
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The man ignored him at all, but turned to look at Xiaoyu, frowned slightly, and said: "Female ghost?"
Only then did I realize that Xiaoyu had not spoken since the man came into the shop. Instead, she stood in the corner, motionless, staring at the man tightly with fear written on her face.
I knew something was wrong. Xiaoyu was very afraid of this guy. Seeing her pitiful look, I couldn't help but walked over and stood in front of him.
Although Xiaoyu is a ghost, now that I have kept her, she is mine, and I will never let anyone bully her.
"Master, that man is so powerful. He has an aura about him that makes me feel so scared." Xiaoyu, who was hiding behind me, whispered to me, her voice trembling slightly.
"Who are you?" I asked the man, somewhat rudely.
This guy is playing tricks on me, scaring Xiaoyu like this, which makes me very unhappy.
"Within the gate of hell, there is no permanent black sword." He looked at me and said.
What he said was not his name, but a sentence. But after hearing this sentence, I was shocked and looked at him in disbelief.
Before he died, my grandfather said that from now on I will travel alone in the world. If someone says this to me, just don't worry, because that person is my grandfather's friend and you can trust it.
I know that grandpa is a cautious person, but when he said this to me that day, his tone was not ambiguous at all. I could tell that grandpa had absolute trust in that person, the kind of person who could even trust him with his life.
I asked my grandfather who that person was, and he just smiled and said he was an old friend, a very strange person. If I were lucky enough to meet him in the future, I would definitely be impressed.
After all, grandpa is old, so I took it for granted that the old friends he talked about were all old men, but I didn't expect this person to be so young.
He looks to be a few years older than me, and he actually knew my grandfather thirty years ago. If it hadn't been for that, I wouldn't have believed it.
But after a brief shock, I calmed down, because my grandfather said that some masters in the world practice special techniques, so many people can maintain their appearance.
In the future, when walking in the world, you should be polite even if the person is a young man, because no one knows whether a young man is an old monster of eighty or ninety years old. When walking in the world, the most important thing is to be cautious.
Now that he said that, I felt relieved. It seemed that he was not a member of the team, but one of our own.
"Hello, may I ask your name?" I bent down and saluted him.
Since this man knows my grandfather, he is my elder by generation, so there is nothing wrong with me saluting him.
"Liang Mu." He didn't say much, just two words popped out of his mouth.
I glanced at him and thought to myself that this name really matched his person, just like a piece of wood without emotion.
"Where are you from?" I continued to ask him.
Hearing my words, his expression was a little painful, he frowned, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, Li Laosan asked me to come."
I was stunned for a moment and thought to myself, what kind of bullshit excuse is this? Is there anyone who doesn’t know where you come from? Besides, my grandfather is dead. Could it be that he was notified before he died?
"I can't remember a lot of things and my mind is very confused. Li Laosan said that he had a shop in Jishui and left it to his grandson, so I came here." He said calmly.
When I looked at him, his expression didn't seem to be fake, but that he really had a brain problem. I couldn't help but pity him. People who have lost their memory deserve sympathy.
"Grandpa is dead." I said to him.
After hearing my words, his expression remained unchanged. He just nodded and said, "I know, I saw him five days ago."
Hearing his words, I raised my head suddenly and stared at him closely, how could he have seen grandpa five days ago, because his grandpa died long ago? Could it be that what he saw was a ghost!
