It turns out that this unnamed sword is really made of a thin dog, and the thin dog demon opposite is its brother.
Moreover, according to the meaning of the other party's singing, this thin dog demon has lost contact with Bujianjian for a long time and cannot be found for a long time.
Yes, after accompanying Qin Hongyu in the expedition to Mobei, this sword transformed into a spirit body along with Qin Hongyu and went down to the underworld. Where can I find this thin dog demon in the underworld?
But, why did it turn into a sword?
He carefully felt the sword in the scabbard at this moment, and saw that although its condition was relatively stable, but seeing the meaning, he never wanted to come out to face his former brother again.
"So that day when you went to the outskirts of Gyeonggi Province, your original intention was to find a sword?"
Cheng Yu didn't want to come out unless Jian was called, so he had to ask himself.
The thin dog demon smiled bitterly when asked, then nodded slightly and sang a piece of Xipi Liushui:
"That day, I suddenly felt the sound of a sword. I suspected that it was an old friend who was traveling with his sword. His search for relatives was in vain. He hurriedly returned to the capital to fight against the Xirong. Unexpectedly, the sword had turned into a flying sword. It was difficult to calm down thinking about the past."
Cheng Yu nodded lightly when he heard the words. That day, the thin dog demon was indeed led to the countryside of Gyeonggi by the sword energy. However, at that time, he thought it was his close relative who came to Gyeonggi with the sword, but he never thought that his close relative would come to Gyeonggi.
It has turned into a flying sword in person.
So the question comes again, how does it turn into a flying sword without screaming?
"Please...please...please sir, please do not...no...no..."
The thin dog demon suddenly clasped his fists and raised his hands, thinking he was so excited that he stuttered even though he was singing in vain.
"No."
Cheng Yu knew that the other party would misunderstand and mistakenly thought that he had turned Bujing into a flying sword, so he waved his hand and explained the cause of the incident.
"ah?"
The thin dog demon exclaimed when he heard the words. He calmed down his emotions first, then pondered for a moment or two before singing in a nonchalant voice:
"So that's it. Since that gentleman can communicate with Bu Ming's mind, he must also be able to use magic power to help him break away from the shackles of the sword? In this way, Bu Ming and I can meet again."
Hearing this, Cheng Yu did not comment, but once again used his spiritual consciousness to sense the sword in the sheath. With his intuition, the sword could also hear what the thin dog demon outside said, but he was quite prejudiced against it and refused to take it out again.
At the same time, he also felt a little resistant to the soul power he shot.
Upon seeing this, Cheng Yu had no choice but to give up and asked the thin dog demon about his origins with Bujing Huajian.
"Since sir asked, it's okay, just listen to me in detail."
After finishing speaking in vain, the thin dog demon shook his head and started to sing Xipi Liushui again. Unexpectedly, the Bujing sword that had been reluctant to come out suddenly took off its sheath without any warning. With a "Zheng!"
The bright silver sword followed the sword energy and slashed towards the thin dog demon.
The thin dog demon must have been experienced in battles, so he was caught off guard and still escaped the first sword energy, only to have a thin gash on his forehead.
But even though he dodged the sword energy, he could no longer dodge the sword tip that followed.
"Buzz!"
Bu Ming Sword still did not stab the sword this time, but once again hovered over the thin dog demon's forehead. The sharp sword tip had penetrated into the opponent's flesh, and the slightest sword energy crackled on the thin dog demon's forehead, but
No further progress was made.
The thin dog demon opened his eyes and saw that it was Cheng Yu who was holding the sword hilt tightly from behind, stopping the castration, and then with a strong movement of his arms, he finally pulled the sword back.
Although the Bujing Sword was pulled back, it was still trembling frequently, as if it was determined to poke a few hollow holes in the thin dog demon before it would stop.
It seems that I don't want to mention the past anymore because I don't want to mention the sword, or else I won't be desperate as soon as the other person opens his mouth.
"Okay, okay, if I don't say it, I won't say it."
After Cheng Yu finished speaking, Bujingjian finally calmed down, turned the sword over and returned to the scabbard on its own.
"..."
"..."
Cheng Yu and the thin dog demon looked at each other and smiled, the meanings in their smiles were quite different.
"May I ask if you can tell me your surname?"
Cheng Yu broke the silence and asked.
"No...I don't dare. I'm a late student and I don't...no...I don't know."
After hearing this, Cheng Yu thought for a moment and then asked:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but may I ask what your name is?"
"How dare you, it is not only a Taoist name, but also... also the real name of Wansheng. The person you met... in the Bujue Pavilion that you just... passed by... was... my junior brother...
...No...I don't know."
unconsciously……
The name of the sword behind him is Bu Ming...
It seems that all three of them came from the same school.
Fellow disciple...
Thinking of his fellow disciples, Cheng Yu suddenly remembered something:
"Have you ever had five heretic disciples before?"
Hearing this, the thin dog demon was confused at first, but after pondering for a few breaths, it suddenly dawned on him and he sang in a Nianbai tune:
"Yes, I understand. Junior brother, he once told me that in the outskirts of Gyeonggi Province, I met five old thieves who caused trouble in the village and used a certain family's body-fixing talisman. I must have mistaken the five thieves for my disciples.
"
Cheng Yu nodded slightly when he heard the words, and the thin dog demon smiled and waved his hands and sang again:
"No, no, I think my body-fixing talisman was indeed given to my two beloved disciples as a self-defense thing back then. Alas..."
At this point, Xi Quan Yao Yan sighed softly, then after a while, Xipi Liushui sang again:
"The beloved disciple lost his life and the evil spirit was mad, and the talisman was lost for a long time.
Three hundred years ago, I felt so heartbroken that I thought this vessel would be buried forever.
The light of the talisman reappeared in Gyeonggi, and my junior brother investigated and found out the details.
The five thieves who obtained the urn brought disaster, and finally got their retribution and went to Huangliang."
Cheng Yu nodded slightly when he heard this, recalling that he had indeed heard what he said when he and Huang Shan interrogated Lao Du, the leader of the Five Poisons, in the countryside of Gyeonggi:
After the Longtai Incident, they were still a group of janitor boys when they were fleeing. They encountered a deacon from the Huang family's Tianshi Temple who protected the country and two Jinwu guards. In the end, both sides lost and were killed.
The old poisoners took advantage and took out an animal skin with the Huang family's basic skills from the deacon's body. The body-fixing talisman should have been found from the two Jinwu guards.
only……
How did the old thief make this talisman?
Moreover, he and Huang Shan were immobilized at the same time with one move. This level of cultivation does not look like the work of that old thief.
At this point, Cheng Yu suddenly remembered another doubt. The old thief had been controlled by Huang Shan before he used the talisman.
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It doesn't make sense either.
And whether it was him or Huang Shan who took action, the guy was quickly defeated, and in the end he almost ended up in a state of disarray. It was obvious that he was just a chess piece for others.
Who is the person behind the scenes?
Could it be Huang Shan?
I think after she summoned the earth dragon that day, she frequently used the earth dragon to hint at herself, and then suddenly appeared again at the bottom of the well in the cicada garden. If anyone was the most suspicious, it was her.
If it is really her, then what does the eldest lady of the Huang family have in mind?
"I would like to ask you, do you have any opinion on the Temple of the Protector of Heavenly Master of the previous dynasty and the Huang family?"
Cheng Yu asked the thin dog demon, who frowned when he heard this:
"Sir... sir, do you still recognize the remnants of the former... former... former dynasty?"
"We have met several times."
"How many times have we met? Haha! The evildoers of the previous dynasty should eradicate their evil deeds. This is also what Master taught me back then."
As the thin dog demon spoke, he bowed his hands towards the mountain behind Cheng Yu.
It turned out to be the master's will.
Sure enough, there is an expert behind this thin dog demon and Jin Shuyang.
"Then I wonder if you can tell me your master's name?"
After Cheng Yu asked, the little dog demon took a breath, cupped his fists and saluted:
"I don't...don't...dare to talk about my master's name in vain. Sir, go...up...to the ridge and ask yourself...you will know."
After saying this, the thin dog demon waved his hand as if to see off a guest.
When Cheng Yu saw this, he could only hold up his hands and said:
"In that case, I'll take my leave and see you again if we have the chance."
The thin dog demon clasped his fists and raised his hands, staring at the sword on Cheng Yu's back. After quivering his lips and muttering silently to himself for a while, he suddenly frowned slightly and opened his mouth. Cheng Yu shouted again with his words:
"Sir, wait a minute!"
Cheng Yu stopped when he heard this, thinking that the other party finally couldn't help but want to keep Bu Jian by himself. He turned sideways and looked at Bujue behind him and asked, "Is there anything else you can do?"
"I would like to ask... sir... have you ever met... some Xirong monks before?"
Cheng Yu couldn't help but frown slightly, and then recalled in his mind the group of Xirong monks he met at the tea stall on the way to Beijing.
Among them, the little monk was the most memorable to Cheng Yu.
At this time, the thin dog demon suddenly asked about this matter again, and he didn't know why.
"I did encounter a group of Xirong monks on the way to Beijing before, but it was just a casual encounter. Why do you ask this?"
"One... one... a one-sided relationship."
The thin dog demon stumbled and couldn't catch up, so he had to sing again in his voice:
"Mr. Cai just made a few sentences, including three words of 'fate', and those monks from Xirong are the best. That's why a certain family asked this question."
When Cheng Yu heard this, he realized that, indeed, he had almost always spoken with the word "fate" before.
From this, he suddenly remembered that earlier, when he met the two secret agents of Wujundian in the suburbs of Gyeonggi Province, Ma Liu and Li Kui, when talking to them, the two men also mentioned that they had already spoken a few words.
Distinguish the taste of Brahma.
But before that, he happened to meet the little monk wearing a hundred-year-old robe.
But Cheng Yu didn't feel that everything he said was due to fate. It was because he met a monk from Xirong by chance before.
Just because he was different from the people in this world, the word "fate" was often mentioned in his previous life, so he smiled slightly and said:
"I only met them once, chatted for a few words, and then we parted on bad terms."
After the thin dog demon heard the words "unhappy and disbanded" from Cheng Yu's mouth, he noticed that there seemed to be a hint of unhappiness in it. He immediately felt relieved and made up a piece of Xipi Liushui to sing:
"The Xirong thief is bald and perverse, and his words are not speculative and only half a sentence long.
The fight has not yet been fierce, and I am worried that my junior brother will die.
Only when a certain person takes action and exerts all his strength does he realize that his opponent's skills are average.
One monk was killed and all the monks panicked and fled in panic."
The thin dog demon sang more and more energetically, even adding a hint of blush to its slender white cheeks.
But Cheng Yu felt that the other party was bragging. The information he had received before clearly meant that both sides would suffer losses. Although the Xirong monks said that a high-level monk died, the main force of the Jinwu Guards was also seriously injured, and they all fled, leaving the capital empty.
And after the fight ended, he also saw a group of purple clouds floating toward the mountains behind the capital...
In the direction of the mountains behind the capital...
Cheng Yu's thoughts suddenly stopped, and after thinking for a moment or two, he suddenly said:
"So this so-called Qixialing is in the mountains behind the capital?"
The thin dog demon did not expect Cheng Yu to ask such a question at first. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, then shook his head and sang:
"Even if it's true, it's not true. If it's not, it's okay. If you know whether it's true or not, you'll know if you go to the mountain."