Volume 1: Looking Northwest, Shooting the Heavenly Wolf
The big man with flowery arms shrank his eyes suddenly. The conversation of the man in long gown in front of him was truly extraordinary, and he was even more familiar with Dahua's laws. He really didn't look like those frustrated guys.
However, his brother was seriously injured. If he was not punished, what would he do as the boss?
"Don't talk nonsense. Since we have embarked on this road, we are not afraid of the sword or axe. I don't know if you have worshiped immortals or Buddhas in the past. I hope your fate is good enough and you can live on!"
The big man with flowery arms waved, and more than ten people rushed up with roars. The alley was too narrow, and there were too many people to carry out. The number had reached the limit.
The corners of Chai Tiannuo's lips curled up slightly:
"The fewer bad people, the better!"
Holding the handle with his right hand and pressing the front with his left finger, Chaitino stepped on the spiritual snake and rushed out quickly, aiming directly at the leader's bald flower arm.
The moment when the big cross pierced the head must have been extremely gorgeous!
"Master, please spare their lives!"
Chai Man'er poked his head out from behind the room and roared. Chai Tiannuo shook his head helplessly. Does this girl really think of herself as a living Bodhisattva who saves the suffering?
He mumbled, but the direction of Daheng was still lowered. After all, Chaitino didn't want to disappoint the innocent barbarian.
"Pfft~!"
The sharp blade pierced the shoulder socket of the bald man's arm and then suddenly lifted up. One arm instantly dropped. Although it was connected with skin and flesh, it had lost its function.
"Bang!"
Chaitino followed up with a ferocious Iron Mountain Kick, and the bald and flowery arms with collapsed chest and abdomen flew out with a scream and were knocked down in an instant.
Before they could stand up, they were flying wildly, shouts of pain could not be heard, and everyone's hand tendons were severed!
"Fishing net, scratching hook, spearman stab him to death!"
The big man with colorful arms roared, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten people were destroyed. This result really frightened him. The combat power of Chai Tiannuo, who was wearing a long gown, far exceeded his estimate.
"Ding ding~, bang!"
Chai Tiannuo's speed was far beyond imagination. The big man with flowery arms rushed into the crowd before he could even finish his words. He swung his four-foot-long sword and blood from his stumps flew all over the sky in an instant.
Am I seeing the Shura Field?
The big man with colorful arms, who had killed people and was hunted down by others, was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
He, a low-level martial artist, had never thought that a real master could be such a terrifying existence. A pair of dozens of people would be like a tiger among a flock of sheep. No matter how many there were, they would all feed on blood!
Kicking away the broken arm that was still subconsciously flexing and extending, Chaitino used a large horizontal blade to press the big man's neck with a large horizontal blade, and pressed his wrist hard, forcing him to kneel down.
"A certain person doesn't worship immortals and Buddhas, and his destiny is not good enough, but a certain person has good abilities!"
"I wonder if you have ever worshiped immortals and Buddhas, and whether your destiny is good enough."
Chai Tiannuo grinned, his white teeth gleaming with cold air. The big man with the flowery arms trembled and collapsed to the ground instantly.
This result was something Chai Tiannuo had never thought of. It took him a while to react, and he cut off his tendons with two knives, and said helplessly:
"You have a great posture, but your ability and courage are extremely small. I don't know how you became the boss!"
At the end of the day, all the gangsters were gone, and there was nothing left except stains of blood on the ground.
"What the hell, in the end you have to clean up after yourself!"
Chaitino shoveled dry soil to cover the blood stains, cursing as he worked, but with a smile on his face.
I don't know why, but I feel relieved when I see blood. The reason is probably the devil.
I never thought that I was such a bloodthirsty person!
"Boy, does it feel good to drink blood with a sharp edge?"
A slow and slightly hoarse voice sounded, and Chaitino was startled. Looking back, he saw an old man with gray hair wearing a smart suit, looking at him with his unusually bright eyes.
And the aura on his body was unusually similar to Uncle Cao's.
After thinking for a moment, Chaitino nodded heavily:
"It's like drinking nectar, so refreshing!"
"...a born killer."
The old man shook his head and nodded again, took the key and opened the door of the next door. Before entering, he said to Chaitino:
"With the edge in hand, you will naturally drink blood, but you must never forget the bottom line, especially the word benevolence!"
After saying that, the old man entered the house and the door was closed.
Chai Tiannuo's face was full of shock. Uncle Cao also said the same thing, word for word!
The moon hung on the branches, and Chai Tiannuo began to pound the foundation every day again.
In the courtyard next door, the old man was holding a bowl just like last night, drinking bad wine with the sound of knives, nodding lightly from time to time.
The moon is tilted and the stars are scarce, the sound of swords and fists have ceased, and the night is silent.
After drinking all the wine, a smile creeps onto the vicissitudes of face:
"The descendants are like sharp knives out of their sheaths, so what a relief!"
The next day, when the old man was about to go out, Chaitino, who was lying on the rocking chair, immediately stood up and saluted:
"Uncle, I just moved here in the past two days. I never thought that there was someone next door. If I had known about it earlier, I would have come to visit."
"Why don't you pray today?"
The old man said with a smile, and Chaitino also said with a smile:
"I didn't go to bed until late in the morning. You stayed later than me, so you were afraid of disturbing the elders' rest."
The old man nodded and looked at Chaitino with an even brighter smile on his face:
"Respect the elders and observe courtesy, okay."
"Take the knife and let someone watch!"
Chaitino was stunned for a moment, then turned around and went into the store to get the knife.
In fact, the old man's words were a bit exaggerated. The sword is the backbone of a person's courage and cannot be observed except by those who are close to him.
But Chaitino felt an unusually familiar aura on him, like his elders, so he took the knife over.
After removing the sheath, the sword was revealed to be more than four feet long and bright. The old man squinted his eyes and flicked the sword with his fingers, making a sound like a dragon's roar.
"Yes, it seems that Cao Fu is doing well now."
With a nostalgic look on his face, the old man nodded gently.
"You, do you know Uncle Cao?"
Although this was a question, Chai Tiannuo was sure that the two of them must be familiar with each other. With the same words and the same temperament, plus the names they said, there was a high probability that they had been colleagues!
"How could you not recognize him? That guy has been under my command since he entered the Ghost Post. Even after he became the battalion leader, he has been with me frequently. He has been an old brother for more than ten years."
Having said this, the old man couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Time flies by, and years really don't pass by.
"You, are you not Uncle Li Yichuan Li?!"
Chai Tiannuo had a look of surprise on his face. Among the people Uncle Cao often mentioned was his old captain, Li Yichuan, who had a broken eyebrow on the left!
Duanmei Youzai, although his expression is no longer as sharp as before, it is absolutely unmistakable.
"Cao Fu mentioned me to you?"
Li Yichuan's face was full of joy. In the past three or four years, he had never been as happy as he is today.
"But I have mentioned you many times. Uncle Cao said that you were his guide. Without you, he would have died long ago."
Chai Tiannuo nodded repeatedly, then suddenly figured out something, and couldn't help but asked in surprise:
"Uncle, did Uncle Cao serve as a school captain?"
"Well, he is the head of the Ghost Whisper."
Li Yichuan nodded. Seeing that Chai Tiannuo was confused, he explained with a smile:
"There is only one battalion of Ghost Sentries in the Northwest Frontier Army. Cao Fu is promising. After joining the army for ten years, he became the leader of the Ghost Sentries. People who have read books are different from rough guys like me."
Chai Tiannuo's curiosity greatly increased, and he chatted with Li Yichuan, gradually gaining a deeper understanding of his half-master.
He left home at the age of thirteen and by chance was accepted as a disciple by a disciple of Xianggong Xiaozhong who was traveling to the south. He taught the Four Books, Five Classics, Six Taoist Strategies and Three Strategies. Three years later, he obtained the title of Scholar in Bian Town.
