Aunt Qing didn't know that Yu Sheng was making a mistake, so she agreed with a smile. When she looked up, she saw the sword box in Yu Sheng's hand.
"What is this?" Aunt Qing asked.
"A sword named Wu Gou, a gift from the Wuyuan." Yu Sheng said.
When she heard the name was Wu Gou, Aunt Qing frowned and said, "Bring the sword here."
Yu Sheng handed over the sword and whispered: "The witch academy also came to give gifts, which makes me a little embarrassed to deal with them."
Aunt Qing took the sword and handed over the sword box at hand, "You use this sword, Wu Gou will leave it here for me."
"Why?" Yu Sheng was puzzled. He finally understood when he saw the exquisite sword box in his hand.
Aunt Qing also gave me a sword, and of course I don’t want to use any other sword for the rest of my life.
"Okay." Yu Sheng couldn't wait to open it, "A wooden sword?!"
The blade of the sword is very thick, so I am afraid it is not used to cut people, but to knock them.
"I can use two swords." Yu Sheng stretched out his hands, "You know, I can use both sides."
"No, you can only use that sword." Aunt Qing put Wu Gou behind the cabinet.
"Why?" Yu Sheng was puzzled.
"Wu Gou is a ghost sword."
Yu Sheng still doesn’t understand, “What is a ghost sword?”
"Go to the kitchen." Aunt Qing led Yu Sheng to the kitchen with the sword box in hand.
Let Yu Sheng pour a glass of wine, Aunt Qing took a sip, and slowly opened the sword box, and a curved sword-like sword with blood in the green appeared in front of her.
"During the hundred years since Yangzhou was founded, many skilled craftsmen have gathered." Aunt Qing told Yu Sheng while drinking wine.
Among these people was a swordsmith named Wu Xin.
He has a wife and two sons. Because the city lord is a swordsman, the people in the city are proud to wear swords, so his business is prosperous and his life is happy.
"Until one day, when I...the city lord was dealing with the invading enemy, he saw the sword and sword spirit commanded by the city lord from a distance." Aunt Qing said.
This planted a seed in his heart, which took root and sprouted after he became a believer in the witch monastery: he wanted to build a spiritual sword.
"The spirit of the sword comes from the sword's constant influence under the influence of the sword. How could he, an ordinary swordsmith, have such a skill?"
But after learning a little bit about ghost writing in the witch academy and understanding the wonders of ghosts, Wu Xin had a different idea.
"He decided to cast a person into a sword, use the sword as a seal to seal the ghost, and use it as a sword spirit." Aunt Qing said.
In the end, Wu Xin pushed his son into the furnace and used the ghost-sealing method learned in the witch academy to seal the soul inside to create the Wu Hook.
However, although this Wu Gou is controlled by the soul, it is still just an ordinary sword.
"It doesn't have the sharpness of the sword spirit to destroy anything, nor does it have the ability to fly the sword in the sky, nor does it have the ability to change."
"The only thing different from the regular sword is that it can be summoned from a short distance." Aunt Qing said as she took out the sword and flicked it with her fingers.
With a "clang" sound, the sword trembled slightly, and then Yu Sheng saw the blood on the sword merge into a human face.
He looked at Yu Sheng coldly, opened his mouth and said something silently.
"This sword is unknown. The ghost in the sword is too violent and bloodthirsty. It often whispers in the owner's ear after he sheds blood to identify its owner. It would be foolish not to get annoyed after a long time."
Aunt Qing put the sword in the sword box. When she was about to cover it, the sword body and face changed, and she silently begged Yu Sheng.
Unfortunately, I can't decide for the rest of my life, and this sword has returned to darkness.
"Later, this sword was transferred to the Wuyuan, and it has not appeared since then. Unexpectedly, it appears again today."
Whether this sword was good or bad, Yu Sheng felt that Wuyuan's feelings for him must be very complicated.
Yu Sheng said: "I think I can control this sword. After all, the ghosts in the inn are annoying enough."
Feng'er walked by while chewing meat buns. Yu Sheng glared at her, "Yes, I'm talking about you."
"That won't work either," Aunt Qing said.
During battle, due to emotions such as nervousness, it is easy to be instigated by whispers in the ear, and thus commit bloodthirsty and indiscriminate mistakes.
"Just use this wooden sword, or bring a kitchen knife." Aunt Qing waved her hand, and the kitchen knife inserted in the knife holder flew into her hand.
The knife in her hand was like a butterfly piercing through flowers, dancing with silver light.
Yu Sheng's kitchen knives are really good, not to mention Bai Gaoxing and Ye Zigao, Aunt Qing is also envious of them.
…
Outside the town, next to the bamboo forest.
The bald man sat on the ridge of the field, looking at the bamboo forest, holding a bun in his hand and chewing on it.
The scar-faced brothers lined up in a row and closely observed the bamboo forest. They now also noticed the restlessness in the quiet bamboo forest.
Huge bamboo rats rush out from inside from time to time, and even a spider as big as an oxcart appears.
Fortunately, with their strength, they can still cope with it.
Scarface and Thin Monkey Face came over for inspection. Seeing Baldhead still eating, he asked, "Aren't you afraid of dying from being stuffed to death?"
The bald man chewed the buns with relish, "The Roujiamo made by Shopkeeper Yu is really delicious."
He took another bite and said, "Just thinking about it makes me hungry. Boss, when can we try it?"
"Dream on you, a hundred cents each." Scarface kicked him. Even when the village had a lot of money, he still had to hesitate.
The bald head had an idea in his mind, so he stood up and said, "Today is Shopkeeper Yu's birthday. We can catch some rabbits..."
A group of birds were frightened, and a cloud of black clouds flew from the forest in the distance, interrupting the bald man's words.
"There is something wrong." Scarface held the handle of the knife at his waist and "called the villagers to go back."
Just as the bald head was about to turn around and shout, someone took over for him, "Hurry, go back to town, the monster is coming."
Scarface followed the sound and saw two people and an animal running on the road leading to the west mountain from the town. They were monks, and the old monk was carrying the young monk on his back.
"Quickly, call people back to the town." Scarface ordered his men while looking at the old monk in amazement.
Without him, this old monk ran so damn fast, as if he were on wheels. When he lifted his feet, he could only see the shadow of his feet.
The old monk was carrying a young monk on his back. When he saw the villagers in the field running away, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to wave to the wolves behind him.
"This kid is still in the mood to tease monsters." The bald head swallowed the bun in one gulp, raised his foot and raised the knife to save the person.
The monster ran faster than the old monk and was already close to them.
He was not far from the main road, and the old monk was running towards the town again. So as soon as he jumped out of the field, the old monk was already running towards him.
"I'm here to save you." The bald man shouted, and after the old monk dodged, he slashed at the scorpion with his knife.
"You're stuck, uncle." Xiangxu nimbly dodged and cursed loudly, only referring to cutting as stuck.
"Hey, you dare to curse people." The bald man waved his knife again unceremoniously.
"Bald man, I am your uncle, Mr. Li Laitu." Xiangxi ducked over again, "What are you trying to do with your uncle?"
The bald man was shocked that this monster actually knew his uncle's name.
"You are incredible. I have to chop you down today so that my uncle can't recognize you." The bald man raised his knife to chop again.
"It's not him, the monster is behind, run quickly." The little monk shouted from behind.
Scarface also shouted loudly at this time, "Bald head, run away like your grandma."
The bald man was startled when he heard a "rumbling" sound in the distance. He looked up and saw a group of mountain wolves appearing not far away.
Mountain wolves live in the mountains all year round. They are tall and strong, with a female wolf as their leader, cunning and bloodthirsty.
Although a single force is vulnerable, the group of mountain wolves makes Master Shan helpless.
As for the group in front of us, not to mention the mountain masters, even the mountain ghosts and mountain spirits are intimidated.
At this moment, the bald man just hated his parents for having two legs, so he ran away with a knife.
The scorpion ran after him, not forgetting to greet the fallen bald head, "Your grandma has small hooves and can't run fast."