(Thank you readers for your concern. The notebook is probably gone. I will go to the city tomorrow to show it to others... If possible, try to save it. It is better to use the notebook you are used to!)
On a stormy night, in the dark, Jiang Yu was beaten by the zombie ghost and was unable to fight back. He was unable to display all his talents. He was at an absolute disadvantage and was about to be killed by the opponent. Fortunately, at the critical moment,
, a sword light appeared out of thin air, flew past quickly, and flew across the sky with a majestic momentum!
This sword light is like lightning, like a rainbow, and it is nothing like what a mortal can control. Under the sword light, there is a fearless aura that splits everything and cuts off everything. It seems to be able to break through rivers and pierce everything in the world.
dark……
One sword can chill fourteen states, or so it seems!
The sword light passed half a foot away from Jiang Yu's eyes, and the cold light on his eyebrows made the hairs on his back stand up one by one, and the muscles in his whole body tensed up. At this moment, the man who had experienced hundreds of battles
He actually felt scared!
The most courageous person is not afraid of death.
And Jiang Yu is a black-shirted guerrilla general who has been through life and death countless times. He has long seen through the mortal world of life and death and is not afraid of death. But facing this sword light, he felt timid, as if facing a completely unknown existence, like
The existence of the unknown power of God is terrifying.
laugh!
The sword light flew past, flesh and blood flew, and a huge head could be seen breaking away from the body and rising into the sky.
The zombie ghost was killed with just one sword without any chance of struggling.
Ouch!
The head soared into the sky and let out a howl from its bloody mouth, which looked very ferocious. It did not fall straight down, but fled in another direction with great purpose.
"Still want to leave?"
A shout sounded in the wind and rain, a little hoarse and slightly low: "Look at the sword!"
The sword light reappeared, but it was much smaller in momentum than the previous sword. The white light as thick as a finger flew away quickly, hitting the huge head of the zombie ghost and nailing it to a tree trunk.
A strange flame was burning, and even the wind and rain could not extinguish the fire.
With such a shocking method, a name suddenly flashed in Jiang Yu's mind like a conditioned reflex: Shushan.
Shushan Swordsman!
Jiang Yu is not an ordinary person. He has been in the military for a long time and has extensive knowledge. He naturally knows many little-known inside stories. Of course, he has heard about the distribution of monks in the world and knows that there are three orthodox Taoist schools. There are "Laoshan Mountain overseas and Kunlun Mountain outside the world".
According to the saying "Shu Mountain Beyond the Sky", these three major schools dominated the Taoist power of the Tiantong Dynasty.
There are many legends about the three great sects among the people, but not many people can really deal with them. First of all, ascetics pay attention to being carefree and free, with no desires and actions. They are rarely born, and even if they are born, they are in various strange ways.
With their strange identities, ordinary people would not know that they were monks. Secondly, although the three major sects are three pillars, their disciples are very rare. Especially in Shushan, it is said that they are all single disciples, with only one disciple.
One disciple, one sword, is enough to be proud of the sky. It really has an extraordinary aura.
As a warrior, Jiang Yu actually has no favorable impression of the monk class, and more of a rejection. He feels that these Taoist priests are just pretending to be gods and fooling the common people, and are of no help to the people's livelihood. The Taoist sect is the same as the Buddhist sect.
Among the three great sects, the only one that made Jiang Yu feel curious and longing for was Shushan. No one else, only Shushan was known as a sword cultivator. Those who specialized in using swords naturally had many similarities with warriors.
Jiang Yu also uses a sword.
Once upon a time, he thought about finding an opportunity to compete with Shushan disciples to confirm his martial arts insights.
But looking at it now, Jiang Yu knew that he was wrong - it was so wrong!
If the one who came to the rescue was really a swordsman from Shushan, in comparison, his own martial arts skills were as funny as a child playing with mud, extremely childish.
The huge disparity in comparison made Jiang Yu feel ridiculous that he was just a frog in the well. It was terrible, and it fundamentally shook his self-confidence and pride.
The wind and rain refused to stop, the pattering seemed to last forever.
Jiang Yu's armor had been torn in many places, and the rainwater invaded without any hindrance, soaking his clothes, making them cool and even slightly chilly.
He gasped for breath and tried to open his eyes, but the rain curtain and darkness blocked his sight. He could only vaguely see a person standing on his right, just an outline, and it was impossible to see the person's appearance clearly.
"I dare to ask you your surname and name. I dare not forget the grace of saving my life."
Amidst the sound of wind and rain, Jiang Yu's words were a little dry.
I heard the man say calmly: "I didn't want to save you, I just wanted to kill that zombie ghost."
Jiang Yu encountered a soft nail, held back his anger, and suddenly asked: "Could it be that you are a Shushan swordsman?"
There was silence for a while, and only the sound of the wind and rain was heard, as if it was filling the whole world, and there was no room for other sounds. This feeling of waiting was very uncomfortable, especially as a black-shirted general who was always respected by others. Fortunately, After a while, the man finally answered: "A swordsman from a certain family."
This sentence is a bit unclear, and it does not directly acknowledge his Shushan identity. Could it be that the other party has another sect? But with such sword brilliance and swordsmanship, besides Shushan, who else can compare?
Or maybe it's just a special excuse from the other party.
A trace of displeasure passed through his heart, but it quickly dissipated. The other party was an unparalleled swordsman, not an ordinary commoner that he avoided when he saw him. What's more, if this swordsman hadn't taken action just now, he would have confessed to him long ago. . Thinking of this, he immediately felt relieved. Suddenly he remembered a kind of officer and soldier who stayed in Yizhuang. His expression changed and he immediately clasped his fists: "I...I have other important matters, so I'll take my leave now!"
The swordsman suddenly said: "Do you want to go back to Yizhuang?"
Jiang Yu was shocked: "What do you mean by this?"
"The meaning is very simple, it means that a certain family just came from there."
Jiang Yu heard the bad meaning in it: "Could it be that..." He didn't dare to continue.
"There are three zombies in Yi Zhuang. Only this one ran out, but the remaining two were awakened by strangers and also woke up..."
Hearing the news, it was like a bolt from the blue. Jiang Yu asked quickly: "Who are the people in the Yizhuang?"
"They're all dead."
Three words were like nails, hammering into Jiang Yu's heart. Even though he was strong-willed, he couldn't bear it: They are all dead! Suddenly, Jiang Yu seemed to have thought of something, and asked: "Could it be that there are zombies in Yizhuang?" Are they all trained by people?"
"It was trained. Otherwise, how could a mere corpse become a charm and cause mischief so easily?"
Jiang Yu suddenly became furious and shouted sternly: "Who dares to be so lawless and do such an unconscionable thing?"
"It lives in Lanruo Temple. However, I would like to advise you to leave. Lanruo Temple is not a place you should go... You can leave somewhere."
No footsteps could be heard, but the faint figure was gone.
Jiang Yu was so anxious that he rushed out to look for the person, but where could he find him? It was windy and rainy, and he couldn't tell the direction.
"Lanruo Temple, Lanruo Temple..."
He repeatedly chanted this seemingly magical name, and then remembered what Vice General Zhu said today - Lanruo Temple is haunted. His expression gradually became determined: "As a general of the imperial court, how can I just sit back and watch the ghosts take over and ignore them? In any case, I am
The general also wants to try his luck at Lanruo Temple..."
Having made up his mind, Jiang Yu immediately took a big step, planning to go back to Yizhuang first and then go to Lanruo Temple!