I vaguely saw a very faint yellow light emitted by Lao Chai's head. This light mixed with the sunlight, giving a feeling of reality and illusion.

In my feeling, Lao Chaitou seemed to be thinking about something, so he didn't respond even when his uncle called him for lunch.

It was not until the sun set that Lao Chaitou finished smoking the last pot of tobacco, and slowly closed the window and waved to me: "Yangyang, come here." As he spoke, Lao Chaitou had already left the door, so I had to go out. This time, my father didn't stop me.

When he arrived at the center of the yard, Lao Chaitou used his cigarette pole to draw a circle on the land, asked me to stand in, and said to me: "Yangyang, no matter what you see, you can't shout, cry, and you can't leave this circle, do you understand?"

I nodded and was about to ask Lao Chaitou why he was like this, but at this time, Lao Chaitou stood there blankly. What I meant was Lao Chaitou's eyes that looked very scattered. He had always looked like this all morning and afternoon. So I knew that Lao Chaitou was "thinking things" again. No matter what I asked him, he would not pay attention to me again.

It has been a while since the sun sets, but the yard is still very hot. Lao Chaitou stood beside me, and I saw beads of sweat as big as beans flowing down his forehead and neck. After he had been drying for a day, his skin turned a little purple-red, and I saw that Lao Chaitou's nose really began to peel off.

At this moment, a cool breeze suddenly blew in the yard. Like yesterday, the gust of wind appeared without warning, blowing from west to east, with a heavy yin energy in between.

It was this gust of wind that made Lao Chai come to his senses suddenly. He quickly untied the burden on his back and pulled out a sword from it. The sword looked rough in workmanship. Whether it was the body of the sword or the hilt, it was a bottomless black, but this pure black made me feel particularly at ease.

After Lao Chaitou inserted the black sword into the land in the yard, the wind that had blown without warning stopped without warning.

Lao Chaitou held the hilt of the sword in his hand and looked at me. Seeing that I was staring at the black sword on the ground with great concentration, he smiled and said to me, "Hehe, this sword is a good thing passed down from generation to generation. This green steel sword, although it is made of ebony, this piece of ebony is much tougher than the ordinary iron sword, and can suppress all evil spirits. If you enter the industry in the future, you will inevitably use it."

You can hear from Lao Chaitou's words that he had made up his mind to accept me as his apprentice.

But at that time I didn't hear anything in his words, and just asked curiously: "Why is it called Qinggang Sword? Isn't it black?"

In my eyes, green color should be linked to green grass and vegetables. It should be a color similar to green. Anyway, even if it is not green, it should not be black.

Lao Chaitou explained to me: "This sword was passed down from the ancestor's area. The ancestor was a person from the Western Han Dynasty. The 'green' mentioned at that time mostly refers to black."

I have a lot of questions in my stomach. When was the Western Han Dynasty? Who was the ancestor? What exactly did Lao Chai say for "Staying the Righteous Lineage"?

But before I could ask, Lao Chai suddenly straightened his waist and stared at the west with a serious expression.

In summer, after the evening, it will take a long time to get dark, but today, after the sun sets, the sky will almost turn dark in an instant. There are no stars or moon in the night sky, just pure black, as black as the green steel sword of Lao Chaitou.

Lao Chaitou took out a candle from the bag. The candle was very thin, even thinner than the cigarette my father usually smoked. Lao Chaitou dug a small hole on the ground, inserted the candle into it, and then fixed the candle with soil to make sure that the candle could stand firmly, then took out a match and lit it.

When the candle burns, the flames are very small and look particularly fragile. Moreover, there is no wind in the yard, but the candlelight keeps flashing, as if a person is squatting on the ground and blowing at it constantly.

As the candlelight flashed, I could vaguely hear a "huff" panting sound. The sound was very thick and hoarse, just like the sound made when I pulled the bellows.

I could feel that what appeared in the yard last night was coming soon.

Lao Chaitou's expression became even more solemn than before. He stared at the sky in the west and finally reminded me: "Don't shout, don't cry, and don't go out of the circle." After saying this, he fell into silence.

Although I didn't know what would happen later, I felt very nervous and could hear my thumping heartbeat.

At this moment, a white highlight appeared in the night sky to the west, which looked like the street light at the entrance of the village. The light spot seemed to have a magical power. When I saw it, I couldn't help but want to walk towards it.

Old Chaitou, who had been dazed at the night sky, said to himself: "There is actually a soul-guiding lamp, which is indeed a troublesome thing."

When he said this, I immediately came to my senses. Only then did I realize that one of my feet had been raised. If it weren't for being awakened by Lao Chaitou, just now I had already walked out of the circle drawn by Lao Chaitou.

The light spots in the sky flashed quickly twice, and then disappeared. Lao Chaitou suddenly pulled out the green steel sword and stabbed towards me.

I was shocked on the spot. Could it be that Lao Chaitou had accepted his disciples and wanted my life!

But the sword edge did not stab me after all, and the sword body passed over my head. Then I heard the sound of something being stabbed, and then I smelled a foul stinking. The smell was really stinking. I suddenly felt dizzy and almost fainted.

I turned my head and looked behind me from the corner of my eyes. It didn't matter when I saw it. The cold hair on my body suddenly stood up. Behind me, a person who was so thin that he was skinny that he was left with bones. I could see his face in the end. Although I couldn't see clearly, I knew that the face was covered with dense small spikes like durian. His mouth was about to touch my neck one centimeter, and his mouth was full of white teeth like serrated teeth, sharp and sharp.

What scared me the most was his eyes, those white eyes without pupils, staring at me at this time, and I could clearly feel the fierce light in his eyes.

I wanted to cry, scream, and ran back to the house to find my mother, but I still remember what Lao Chaitou said in my heart, and stood there in a hurry to escape, even though my legs were shaking constantly at that time.

Lao Chaitou held the sword in both hands and raised it hard, and actually picked up the "person" behind me. I saw the man passing by my head, drawing an arc in the air, and it seemed to land next to Lao Chaitou.

The "man" seemed to be very afraid of Lao Chaitou. As soon as he landed on the ground, he turned his head and jumped to the west. I remember clearly that he jumped up at that time. He jumped very high and easily jumped to the roof. If Lao Chaitou hadn't pulled it back to the ground, I would have suspected that he could fly at that time.

At that time, Lao Chaitou seemed to have expected him to escape. Just as he jumped up, he jumped off the ground. Lao Chaitou didn't jump high, but when he jumped up, he stabbed the green steel sword, which just could stab the man's sole of the foot.

I watched his feet pierced, and then I smelled a stench that was the same as before. Oh, that smell really can't be described.

After Lao Chai stabbed the man, he shook his wrist and the man fell straight down from the air. When he landed on the ground, a breeze caused the candles on the ground to flash, but the candle flames were not extinguished. After flashing for a while, they burned quietly, and there was a momentum of becoming more and more prosperous.

The man stood about two meters away from Lao Chaitou, stared at Lao Chaitou angrily, and shouted fiercely: "Chai Zongyuan!"

Lao Chaitou didn't say anything, holding the green steel sword in his hand, just looking at him quietly, but I felt that there was a strong power in Lao Chaitou's eyes.

At that time, I didn't know how to be afraid, and I just wanted to know what Lao Chaitou would do next.

But before Lao Chai Tou could move, the man rushed towards Lao Chai Tou like a gust of wind. But Lao Chai Tou didn't seem to be planning to fight against him. While retreating, he stabbed out the green steel sword.

The man reached out to grab Lao Chaitou, and Lao Chaitou stabbed his wrist with a sword. He kicked Lao Chaitou, and Lao Chaitou stabbed his knee with a sword. Once, he rushed up regardless of the situation and wanted to bite Lao Chaitou's throat. Lao Chaitou stabbed him with a sword and stabbed him in the shoulder.

Every time, the person couldn't touch Lao Chaitou, but every time Lao Chaitou made a move, he could stab him accurately. The stench in the air became stronger and stronger. I couldn't stand it, so I pinched my nose with my hands.

It was probably because the man found out that he could not fight Lao Chaitou and had the idea of ​​running away again. But every time he jumped up, he was stabbed by Lao Chaitou again, and then fell back to the ground. The man was so anxious that he screamed, but there was no way out.

The candle fire was getting more and more intense. When it was about to burn out, Lao Chaitou suddenly rushed towards the man. When the man saw Lao Chaitou's actions, he seemed to suddenly become frightened. He reached out to push Lao Chaitou with both hands, but Lao Chaitou avoided it very flexibly, then turned around suddenly and pressed the man's chest with his back.

It's strange that when Lao Chaitou pushed him like this, the man seemed to be fixed, stretching his hands forward straight and not moving for a moment.

Lao Chaitou still pushed him with his back, and at the same time, he calmly raised the green steel sword over his head, stroked the man's eyebrows, and then walked to the candle very calmly and blew out the candlelight.
Chapter completed!