There is a strange peak in Xianshui Rock, Haizhi Peak, which is inaccessible to people. Although it is far away from the cliff tombs, it has a corner connected to the cliff tombs. The whole peak looks like a unicorned giant beast with its head held high and its chest raised. People call it
In the legend, Haechi is a mythical beast that can distinguish between good and evil and right from wrong.
There was once a legend circulating on Haizhi Peak. A long time ago, a Zhongliang Empress named Shi and his family and his younger ministers sent troops to chase him. They had no choice but to escape to this strange peak. Facing the mist-shrouded cliff in front of them, there were tigers and wolves behind them.
Chasing the soldiers, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "This peak is like a Haechi, there is no justice in the world, that's all! I will die under this Haechi Peak today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhongliang surnamed Shi closed his eyes and was about to throw himself off the cliff. Unexpectedly, he heard a miserable howl from behind him. When he opened his eyes and turned around, he saw a man in white holding a sharp sword and fighting with his pursuers.
, the man's figure was erratic, his sword was splattered with blood, and he didn't have any generals under his command. He killed more than a hundred wolf-like pursuers under the sword without even taking a cup of tea. He turned his back to the historians and stood facing the wind, like a sword fairy.
figure.
The historians fell to the ground and worshiped. When they raised their heads, the man in white had turned into the wind and disappeared, leaving only one sentence in the distance: "The Haechi slays the evil, and the righteous path will last forever..." From then on, the legend of the Haechi's apparition continued.
Word spread here, and occasionally those who had been truly wronged would come to Haizhi Peak to burn incense and pray, hoping that Haezhi would appear and seek justice for them. I heard that it actually worked several times, and since then this place has become more and more popular.
Chuanyue Shen has become a mythical place.
Later, it was said that Zhongliang named Shi was a descendant of Shi Kefa. It was this family that was the first to spread the story about the apparition of Haechi. Not only that, they also funded the construction of a statue of Haechi at the place where they met the man in white, which cost hundreds of people.
Years of wind and rain have passed, but it still stands next to the mountain peak. The large stone incense case in front of the statue has long been gone from the incense ashes and offerings of fruits, but it is extremely clean. It seems that someone comes to clean it from time to time.
Phew! A small black dot slowly stretched out from the tip of Haezhi Peak that resembled an animal horn. It turned out to be a human figure. The figure flickered on the protruding rock that resembled an animal horn, and in the blink of an eye it had reached the statue. This was
A young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. It was already a hot summer day. He was still wearing a pair of blue-gray trousers and a camel hair vest. His dark hair was covered with wet drops of water, and his hands were wet.
He also carried a black ruler measuring three feet across.
The young man stepped forward and took a look at the mashi incense case. He quickly turned around and looked around, but found no trace of anyone. He quickly walked to the left corner of the incense case, bent down and put the black ruler aside, reached out and lifted up a stone slab, revealing a
It was a dark, square pit. I reached in and groped around, my brows furrowed, and there was a hint of disappointment in my eyes.
"It's strange, why no one has sent food? Not even water?" The young man muttered to himself with a depressed look, then lifted up the stone slab to cover it. In the past, the villagers had already sent water and two days' worth of food to him.
Here we go, there’s still smoke!
"No need to wait, no one from Zhenjia Village will come here anymore!" A faint male voice came from behind the young man. He reached out and grabbed the black ruler and stood up. His eyes followed the sound and he saw the man standing in front of him on the left.
There was a tall man standing with his arms folded across his chest, and a dark handle extending diagonally from his left shoulder. This was clearly a long knife.
The young man's eyes were sharp, his wrist was slightly sideways, the black ruler was stretched horizontally, forming a straight horizontal line, and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?" While speaking, his other palm was clasped on the end of the black ruler.
The man crossed his arms and took two steps forward, sighed and said, "It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that I know who you are, Zhen Jiale, right?"
The young man's eyes flashed, and he took half a step forward. Holding one end of a black ruler in each hand, he said coldly: "Who are you? How do you know my name? Tell me, otherwise don't blame me for taking action."
"Hey!" The man raised an evil arc at the corner of his mouth, put down the arm he was holding, and raised his left hand suddenly. There was a lit cigarette on the corner of his mouth. He lowered his arm, raised his hand, took out the cigarette, and lit it.
The four movements were completed in one go. Zhen Jiale only saw the first three movements, but she didn't know when the man lit up the cigarette?
The man took a puff of cigarette leisurely, puffed out a smoke ring from his mouth, glanced at the nervous young man opposite, and whispered: "Stop guarding those coffin boards of yours, follow me down the mountain."
Let’s go have a warm meal and then talk to Xian Xian.”
Zhen Jiale snorted coldly, and two sharp lights flashed in his eyes. He pressed his fingers lightly on the end of the black ruler, and heard a click of a spring. His feet also moved forward as if they were equipped with springs, and he raised his hand.
, the black ruler burst out with a blazing cold light, piercing the man's Adam's apple like lightning. This was a knife, a knife in the ruler that seduces people and kills them.
The man was well prepared. He tilted his head and stepped away from the tip of the knife. He turned around and put his backhand on his shoulder. Zhen Jiale missed the target and quickly flipped his wrist out to slash the man's shoulder with the knife.
Choking!
A clear trembling cry came out in the flash of cold light. The young man felt the palm of his hand holding the sword shake violently. He pulled away and stepped back two feet. He saw that there was already a Japanese sword with no visible brilliance in the man's hand, with a sharp edge.
It seems to be covered with a layer of gray grease. As long as you look at it more, you will feel a strange evil aura, hazy like a demon, with hidden murderous aura.
The man holding the long knife was none other than Tang Guobin. He was ordered to come to Tan Central Hospital. It was an old man in the isolation ward who was infected with corpse poison who told him about Haizhi Peak and begged him to come and take this young man named Zhen Jiale.
When they came down from the mountain, they didn't expect that this boy was an expert in using swords. For a moment, the addiction in Young Master Tang's heart was aroused. It had been a long time since he had done anything with anyone. It was rare to meet an expert today and his heart was itching.
Zhen Jiale frowned, pointed the long knife at Young Master Tang's Adam's apple, and asked in a deep voice: "Ask me again, who are you?"
Tang Guobin mopped the floor with the Muramasa sword in his hand, and with a smile on his face, he whispered: "You don't care who I am, show your true skills to a fight, and if you win, the sword in my hand will tell you who it is!"
Zhen Jiale smiled coldly and said: "Really? But my knife is not used to fight with people...it is to kill people!" Before he finished speaking, his shoulders shook slightly, and the person had already arrived in front of Young Master Tang, and the long knife in his hand turned into a
A flash of shock shot into the opponent's throat.
Tang Guobin squeezed the handle of the knife with both hands, and the Muramasa sword slashed like a gust of wind. When the knife reached the waist, he suddenly turned his wrist and turned. The blade drew a cross of light and shadow in mid-air. He used the most common cross slash.
This sword contains the three simplest changes, opening and closing without any fancy.
Zhen Jiale's sword flickered, and Young Master Tang used majestic moves to defeat the enemy. The sword flickered like snow dancing in the wind, and the sound of clanking and clanging could be heard endlessly...