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Chapter 224 Night talk about ghosts

"The only explanation is that Jian Chen went crazy and fell into a crazy killing spree!" Sun Mengxi said.

Li Mu fell silent.

Patrolling around, looking for so-called evidence.

As for Qin Yuan smiling and leaving with everyone in the Qin family, this outcome couldn't be better.

Mingjian Villa seems to be much poorer than the Qin family. In the underground bank, they only found 30,000 taels of silver and 2,000 gold, which was too shabby.

The owners of Mingjian Villa in the past were all masters of sword-making. The swords they forged were of very high grade. They were high-income earners, but they were also famous for being extravagant. If they couldn’t save any money at home, they would spend whatever money they had in their treasury.

In addition to these, there is enough gold and silver.

I searched carefully again, but there were no so-called gold bricks, silver bricks, ghost bricks, etc.

I was looking around again, trying to find some famous swords, but there was none.

But there are still some sword embryos in the furnace and the sword-making pool.

"Master, have you made a new discovery?"

Sun Mengxi said, with a look of surprise on her face.

"What's the discovery?" Li Mu said.

"Master, come here!" As he said that, Sun Mengxi ran in front, followed closely by Li Mu.

We arrived at a study room, which was the owner's study room and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

In the study room, there are many books, including ores, swordsmanship, and weapon refining. Sun Mengxi abandoned these and went to a bookshelf and said: "The owners of famous sword villas in the past are all casters.

A master of swordsmanship and a master of swordsmanship.”

"Here, there are notes written by past owners of the village, which contain insights into sword making and sword techniques!"

Li Mu looked at it and took out a notebook at random, with trivial things written on it.

"Just now, I took a rough look at it and found that the masters of the past dynasties have two concepts about the way of swordsmanship. One is the way without swords. This lineage advocates that having a sword in your hand is not as good as having a sword in your heart, and having a sword in your heart.

It's not as good as no sword. Although over the ages, this lineage has given birth to many swordsmith masters and forged many famous swords.

But most of them give famous swords to others and rarely keep them. In their eyes, what is important is not the forging of famous swords, but the process of forging the sword. In the process of forging the sword, they constantly sharpen their soul, their will, and their true nature.

Qi! When the sword is forged, it is the moment when swordsmanship is perfected!"

"There is another lineage, which is the way of the divine sword. Ordinary swords have no spirituality and are dead objects. They are dead swords. However, the divine sword has spirit and belongs to a living creature. It can be regarded as a living sword. There have been people throughout the ages who thought

I want to use my mortal body to forge a divine sword!"

"It is almost impossible for a mortal to forge a divine sword!"

Li Mu shook his head.

If he had never seen the Divine Sword, Li Mu still had a glimmer of hope.

It can be seen that the pure Jun sword of Saint Yingluo and the fixed light sword of maid Sun Mengxi are not comparable to ordinary swords at all.

Ordinary swords are just sharper and stronger.

But the divine sword is not only sharp and strong, but can also be of any size, ranging from dozens of feet to tens of feet, or reduced to a few inches. It is also spiritual, capable of absorbing the aura of heaven and earth and instilling it into the body of the sword master to assist warriors.

Practice.

To put it simply, if the average warrior's cultivation speed is one, then with the assistance of the divine sword, the cultivation speed will be two.

"Many swordsmiths in Mingjian Villa tried to forge the divine sword Ang, but most of them failed. However, the failed products were much sharper and stronger than ordinary swords... It is said that a hundred years ago, a swordsmith

The master obtained a piece of divine iron and refined it with blood. The divine iron melted and a trace of spirituality was born..."

"At the beginning, the blood of cattle and sheep was sacrificed to the sword, and later human blood was sacrificed to the sword..."

Then, no more.

Li Mu watched with suffocation. The last page seemed to have been torn out.

"Xiaomeng, what do you think?" Li Mu asked.

"Right now, I am the biggest suspect of Jian Chen. The key is that he will not be seen alive or dead!" Sun Mengxi said: "He has the biggest suspicion. The only thing missing is a reason to commit the crime!"

"There is actually a reason for committing the crime!"

Li Mu said: "When refining the sword, something seemed to have gone wrong and he went crazy, so he fell into a killing spree!"

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Li Mu thought of something. He went to the front hall again, lifted up a white cloth, and revealed the body inside. When he stepped forward to check, he found that the nine layers of blood on the body had disappeared.

"The blood on the ninth floor has disappeared..." Li Mu thought, already having some guesses in his mind. He checked other corpses and found that most of the blood had disappeared.

"This is to refine the sword with killing, and to sacrifice the sword with blood!"

Li Mu thought about it, it seemed like this was the best answer.

"It seems that Jian Chen has really gone crazy!" Li Mu sighed, looking at the night outside, it was already dark, and said: "Tonight, let's sleep here!"

"Sleep here!"

Sun Mengxi couldn't help but shudder, "People have died here, and here, I'm afraid of encountering ghosts in the middle of the night!"

Li Mu was dumbfounded: "You are a powerful person with a title, but you are afraid of ghosts! Even if there are ghosts, it is the ghosts who are afraid of you, not you who are afraid of ghosts!"

"I'm a little scared."

Sun Mengxi said that her strong martial arts cultivation had not changed her character. She was still afraid of ghosts.

"Since you are scared, I will stay with you tonight!"

Li Mu said.

"good!"

At night, they took some food and cooked delicious food. Everyone rested temporarily in the Wubao. At night, Sun Mengxi's body began to tremble. Girls are very afraid of the dark and ghosts.

Even if she is a martial arts master, it would be difficult for her to change this weakness.

At night, on the bed, Sun Mengxi leaned in Li Mu's arms, her body trembling slightly, thinking about the more than a hundred coffins outside, thinking about ghosts, and just shivering.

"Are you afraid?"

Li Mu asked.

"I'm afraid of ghosts, and I'm even more afraid that one day I will turn into a corpse. I will turn into that cold corpse without a trace of consciousness, and my eyes will be dark. How terrible that would be..." Sun Mengxi thought, and said: "I

I hope there are ghosts in the world, ghosts at least represent another kind of life!"

"I'm afraid that one day, it will be dark, I can't see anything, I can't feel anything, and I will fall into eternal darkness. Then my body will turn into a corpse, the corpse will become cold, then maggots will grow on the corpse, and then the corpse will stink.

Turn into bones..."

Listening, Li Mu felt creepy and said: "Stop! Stop talking, ghosts don't scare people to death, but people can scare people to death. Xiao Meng, your association is too rich... Don't think about this.

Now. You are the Grand Master now, there is no problem in living to be 150 years old!"

"If you enter the realm of gods and humans, there is no problem in living to be five hundred years old! If your cultivation becomes stronger, you will live longer, living for thousands of years, ten thousand years is not a big problem. This is the world of high martial arts... everything is

It’s possible!”

In the world of high martial arts, everything is possible.

Don't you see, Emperor Shitian lived for two thousand years.

This is still the case, Emperor Shitian practices ice skills, the phoenix belongs to fire, and the two collide with each other.

As for Smiling Three Smiles, he will live for four thousand years.

Woohoo!

Suddenly there was a strong wind blowing outside, like a ghost screaming,

"Ghost!"

As Sun Mengxi spoke, she hugged Li Mu subconsciously, her whole body dripping with sweat.

PS: Something happened a few days ago, so there are only two updates. Next, there will be three or even four updates. Now continue to code.


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