I Am an Evil Sword

Ten days later, seventeen found Hu Tongling and cut the candle in his hand into six pieces in front of him five times in a row.

Hu Tong's smoke choked his throat. He coughed and touched seventeen's intact left hand and asked, "won't you secretly practice palm Kung Fu behind my back?"

"No!"

In order to prove his innocence, seventeen put the candle on his arm and cut it in two without hesitation.

Commander Hu took a sip of tea and laughed, "that's the body forging skill!"

Seventeen bit his chin tightly, and his face turned red.

He directly took Hu Tongling's strong hand and said, "commander, lend me your hand!"

"Wait, wait!" Hu Tongling hurriedly said, "my old bone can't stand your tossing. Change something else!"

other?

In a hurry, he didn't bring tofu. He glanced at Hu Tongling's room and rushed directly to the flowerpot at the window.

I don't know what kind of flowers I planted in the pot, but I only smoked two tender leaves.

Pinching off a tender leaf, he didn't notice the twitching muscles on commander Hu's face, and directly pressed the candle on the tender leaf.

Without any accident, the candle became two sections, leaving no trace on the tender leaves.

"Have I passed the test, commander?"

"Yes, yes!" Commander Hu said painfully, "if I don't let you pass, I'm afraid that the leaves of Bauhinia that I finally planted will be picked."

"I don't know..."

"OK, it's OK. Just come with me!"

Commander Hu limped in front with an iron crutch, and seventeen quietly followed, without helping him.

After getting on the carriage, they came to the city master's mansion. Hu Tong entered through the small door with a tie of 17. After twists and turns, they came to an office room. In the room, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar held a brush, stared at the thick stack of paper on the table, frowned and seriously thought about something.

"Chen Shusheng, my old Hu comes!" Hu Tongling went directly in and shouted.

"Hu Laogui?" The middle-aged man called Chen Shusheng said in surprise, "what are you doing here?"

"Of course, I'm here to entrust you with things, otherwise I can find you to drink?" Hu Tongling seemed to know each other very well. He didn't think of himself as an outsider at all. He pulled a chair at will and sat down. Pointing to the 17 standing next to him, he said, "his name is Lan 17. The great guy I trained is very outstanding."

Chen Shusheng looked at seventeen and nodded, "it looks really good. It's very strong."

Seventeen bowed his head somewhat unkindly.

"He has encountered a bottleneck in practicing the war sword formula, and needs to accumulate murderous spirit. If he wants to be an executioner, I'll bring him to you!"

"There's no need to be an executioner if you accumulate murderous spirit?" Chen Shusheng said, "you can give him a few people from prison!"

"He wants to practice the war sword formula to perfection, and the devil knows how many people need to be killed!" Hu Tong explained, "he has been reassuring since childhood, practicing hard, but he is a little eccentric and doesn't like to talk. In another year, he will leave. This is the first time he has asked me. I also think that he is stronger, and he can earn me some face and live better when he goes out in the future. So I come to you for help. Can you say it directly, help me?"

Seventeen lowered his head, Chen Hao saw that his eyes were red and there were tears flashing, but he still tried hard not to let the tears fall.

The young man's tears are a little low!

However, Chen Hao doesn't care. As long as he can cut people, he can accept cutting with tears!

"Of course, it's not difficult!" Chen Shusheng said with a smile, "anyway, the position of executioner is not in demand, and no one will object to seventeen, who is in the blue house anyway."

"Don't worry, he was taught by me. His sword technique is very good. Except for those complicated execution methods, beheading is absolutely competent!"

They quickly agreed that if there was a prisoner who needed to be executed, they would send someone to notify seventeen the day before.

On the way back, the carriage was quiet.

Hu Tongling shouted in a low voice, "seventeen."

"Commander?"

Commander Hu stared at him and said, "killing people is sometimes addictive. You have to stop there."

Seventeen has some doubts.

Hu Tongling continued, "if you kill too many people, you will accumulate a lot of murderous Qi. Murderous Qi is a double-edged sword that hurts others and yourself. In general, the harm outweighs the benefit. You should know this."

"Why?"

"A strong murderous spirit can make some weak opponents lose their resistance, but as a martial artist, if the murderous spirit is too heavy and does not exceed ordinary people's mind, it will affect the future of martial arts!" Hu Tongling continued to explain, "it will be easier to get possessed than ordinary martial artists, especially when breaking through the congenital, there will be a level of demons. The more people kill, the stronger the demons. Many demons and soldiers fall at that level. You should remember this and do what you can!"

"Yes!" Seventeen nodded seriously, and then asked, "murderous, successful breakthrough to become a congenital warrior?"

"Their strength is absolutely stronger than ordinary congenital warriors!" Hu Tongling said slowly, "for example, Lord Zhenbei Hou!"

Listening to Hu Tongling's words, Chen Hao thought of his only congenital sword owner.

Did Fu Yuanming pass the heart demon pass?

He doesn't know.

"Lord Jianling, is what the commander said true?" Seventeen asked after leaving Hu Tongling.

Chen Hao replied, "it should be true. Will you give up using the red blood sword?"

"No!"

As an important military and economic town in the north of Nanyun country, Yiyang City has a far larger urban scale, jurisdiction and population than Tieshi city.

Compared with Yiyang City, Tieshi city is a backwater.

Even if there are Jin Jiajun and LAN Jia guarding Yiyang City, there are still many people who need to be beheaded!

After all, the martial arts in this world are respected, and the folk customs are extremely fierce. Under the management of the blue family, who was born in Jiangmen, the law is stricter than that of ordinary cities.

It turned out that although the executioner had some relations in the city, after all, seventeen was a slave of the LAN family, with the help of Hu Tongling, so he easily took over all the tasks of execution.

"Can this raw melon and egg be beheaded?" Tu Yi Dao bared his arms, revealing a body of snow-white fat, and said in a somewhat disdainful tone, "have you ever killed someone before? If you spit directly on the scaffold, then our Yiyang City will become a joke!"

Stealing money is like killing parents.

Beheading is the source of most of the executioner's gray income. It's strange that Tu Yidao can treat him well if he is robbed by 17!

Besides, seventeen is just a servant of the blue house. Tu Yidao is not afraid of him.

Today's task is not light!

He just comes to see jokes!

Several soldiers were suspicious. Looking at the immature seventeen, he was too young and always looked unreliable.

Yiyang City is a military fortress in the north, and even the city guards are veterans who have been discharged from the battlefield. If the executioner who was beheaded vomited on the scaffold, it would be really embarrassing.

"No problem!" Seventeen is very confident.

"Hum, hope!" Tu Yidao said, "don't blame me for not reminding you. Everyone in Yiyang City is angry. If you don't behave well, you are likely to be dismissed!"