I will bury the gods

Chapter 20 Cham Palace
The top floor of the Wu family hall.

The head of the house leaned on an old-fashioned wooden chair, with an empty birdcage hanging beside him.

The furnishings in the rooms are square and square, and the windows are sealed with opaque cloth, which is as stuffy as a coffin.

A series of curtains hang down from the beams, replacing the screens, and the painted paintings of ancient gods and wars are laid out on the curtains, as bright as blood.

Tables, chairs and antique shelves all have natural raccoon face patterns, and various birdcages are placed on them, and the little white sparrow is in it.On both sides of the room are weapon racks, and the swords on them are unsheathed, converging into a snowy light.

This is the highest point, overlooking from the window, you can have a panoramic view of everything in the Wu family.

But the owner just sat on the chair and didn't move.

This is an old man with a hooked nose and thin cheeks.

He was too old, too old to move.

Master Yun quietly appeared in front of the old man, like a ray of wind leaking through a gap.

"Have you found out the origin of that sword?" the old man asked.

"No." Master Yun shook his head.

"Then where is it now?" said the old man.

"That sword is now in the Jiange of the Demon Killing Academy." Yun Zhenren said.

"Why put it there? It's the sword that killed the gods, so it should be sealed with layers of seals." The old man questioned with a hoarse voice.

"After today, I will seal it." Yun Zhenren said.

"After today?" The old man was puzzled: "What day is today?"

"Today is the day for those god-chosen youths to choose their sword scriptures and swords," said Yun Zhenren.

"You suspect them?"

Although the old man is old, his brain is not dull at all, "Do you suspect that the person who killed the gods disguised himself as a boy and sneaked into the Wu family?"

"Ah."

"Is this possible?"

"I don't think it's possible either."

If they have the ability to cut gods with swords, how can they look up to their family?
Master Yun pinched his fingers in his sleeves, and shook his head cluelessly, "I hope this is just my illusion."

Then, the real person talked to the old man about some big and small matters of the Wu family. The old man didn't care about it, but just listened to it symbolically.

Most of the time, he still likes to stare at the empty birdcage in a daze.

"It's been more than ten years, and you still haven't found this beast?" Master Yun also looked at the cage.

"No."

The old man held his forehead and began to have a headache again.

He has suffered from frequent headaches over the years.

The crying of the baby, the screaming of the woman, the pouring rain, the blood all over the ground, the open birdcage, the blackbird shuttling through the thunderstorm... Scenes and scenes replayed in his mind like a nightmare, and he couldn't get rid of them.

"Is the Patriarch thinking about what happened ten years ago?" Yun Zhenren asked.

Master Yun's words brought back the old man's thoughts, and the old man hummed, his face even more tired.

He will never forget that rainy night 14 years ago.

14 years ago, a night of heavy rain.

The evil bird, which is related to the secret of Baihuang, was released from the cage. It regained its freedom and caused great chaos in the Wu family. The newborn baby disappeared in the thunder and rainstorm.

He is the Patriarch of the Wu family, and his state is not ordinary. Originally, it would not be a problem to live another Jiazi.

But that night, the concubine and the baby all died, and he lost his life pearl, was seriously injured, and aged rapidly not long after.In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and he is on the verge of death, and he may die at any time.

"At that time, we spent decades, set up a net, and paid the lives of eight priests to finally capture it. At that time, it swore that it would escape, peck the descendants of the Wu family to death, and cleanse the entire Wu family with blood. .”

Master Yun talked about the past, "It has done all these things. At this moment, it should have already hidden in the ends of the world, and it will never take risks to show up again."

"The descendants of the Wu family..."

The old man showed a trace of sadness, he closed his eyes, and fell silent.

Master Yun stood still for a while, he thought that the Patriarch had fallen asleep and was about to leave, but the old man suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of light burst out of his pupils.

"It will come back!"

The old man stared at the empty cage and said, "It will definitely come back... Back then, in order to extract marrow blood from it and pry into the real secret of the ancient white phoenix, we tried our best and planted countless seeds in its body. The spells and toxins, these things will explode sooner or later, it may not be able to live longer than me..."

"That's right, it's a pity that we have exhausted all means and only got such inferior things." Master Yun looked at the little white bird with black eyes and shook his head.

The little white bird proudly raised her chest, thinking that he was praising herself.

The Patriarch didn't seem to hear Master Yun's words, he sat there in a daze, his thin body huddled in the chair, and kept murmuring:
"It will come back, it will come back...it hasn't killed me yet...I'm going to kill it."

Master Yun sighed and left.

……

"Zhan Palace..."

Lin Shouxi softly called out the sound of the sword, and the half-unsheathed sword had a silvery luster. He couldn't help but think of the scene where Mu Shijing stood holding the sword, as if the wind and rain were calm, and she and the sword were shining to the extreme.

Even thinking about it at this moment, his heartbeat will still speed up slightly.

How could Mu Shijing's sword be in the Jiange of the Wu Family?Is she also in the Wu family?Or, she is dead, and this sword is a relic?
No, it doesn't seem right...

Lin Shouxi felt that he had thought something wrong.

He stared at the sword with an inexplicable sense of intimacy, and he stretched out his hand to touch it.

The sword trembled slightly, like a long chant.

Just when Lin Shouxi was about to touch the hilt of the sword, a strong killing intent suddenly rose from behind him, piercing his spine with pain!
"Can you touch this sword?"

A strange voice came from behind the ear.

That was Vice President Sun's voice.

He didn't know when he entered the room, and he didn't know when he stood behind him. When Lin Shouxi turned his head, he directly met the pair of white eyes.

"Vice President Sun."

Lin Shouxi suppressed his momentary panic.

"Can you touch this sword?" Vice President Sun asked again. He was obviously small like a dwarf, but his voice was loud, and the swords in the room trembled with his voice.

"This sword...does it have any special origin?" Lin Shouxi asked blankly.

Vice President Sun stared at him. He didn't answer Lin Shouxi's question, but said coldly, "Pick it up."

Lin Shouxi felt a little nervous. He knew that although Vice President Sun's hands were hanging by his sides at the moment, the killing intent was indeed aimed at his throat, heart and other vital organs, as if he would be killed instantly if there was a slight problem with his answer.

Under Vice President Sun's gaze, Lin Shouxi slowly stretched out his hand towards the sword.

He could hear his own heartbeat, and the flow of blood was also accelerating. Lin Shouxi's eyes were still calm, but he knew that this calmness was false. The cold light of the executioner's blade had already shone on the hair on the back of his neck. He hated this kind of calmness. The feeling of not being able to control your own life and death.

The sword sutra of the white pupil and black phoenix circulated silently in his body, and while he calmly touched the sword, he made a plan to fight for his life.

Lin Shouxi touched the hilt of the sword.

hum-

The long sword whined suddenly, the sound was like a clear rock.

As soon as Lin Shouxi's hand touched the hilt, he was shaken away by an invisible sword energy.

The long sword seemed to resist him.

"Are you acting?" Vice President Sun heard Jianming, and his eyes became even brighter.

"No." Lin Shouxi said.

"Come again!" Vice President Sun shouted.

Lin Shouxi tried again, but was still shaken away.

He suddenly understood that he was not acting, it was the sword that was acting!

Before Vice-Yuan Sun came, the Zhan Palace did not resist him, but after Vice-Yuan Sun appeared, Zhan Palace pushed him away, as if it knew that as long as Lin Shouxi picked up the sword, he would be killed immediately .

It is protecting itself.

"You can't even touch this sword?" Vice President Sun asked.

"It won't let me touch it."

"Isn't this your sword?" Vice President Sun narrowed his eyes.

"No."

Vice President Sun took out a mantra stone and handed it to Lin Shouxi, "Hold it and answer it again... Is this your sword?"

"This is not my sword."

Lin Shouxi pointed at the sword, and replied confidently, "This sword looks like it was used by a woman. How could it be mine?"

The Mantra Stone remained silent.

"Used by women?"

Vice President Sun stared at the sword for a while. The dwarf old man was thinking for some reason. After a while, most of the murderous aura on him dissipated.

Lin Shouxi took another look at Zhan Gong.

Although the conversation just now was simple, he guessed something from it.

This is Mu Shijing's sword, but the Wu family has been tracking down the whereabouts of its owner. Could it be that Mu Shijing once killed an important person in the Wu family, but she disappeared, leaving only the murder weapon?
No, how could someone like Mu Shijing leave behind a sword after killing someone?
Lin Shouxi felt that there was something strange about it.

"No one can touch this sword?" he asked.

"Well, since I found this sword from the cliff of the altar, it has not been allowed to be touched by anyone." Vice President Sun said in a deep voice.

"It's really a spiritual sword." Lin Shouxi said with emotion.

Deputy Courtyard Sun nodded, "Okay, I'm fine for the time being. The sword intent here is too strong, and it hurts the muscles and bones. You should leave as soon as you finish picking the sword."

Vice President Sun took a step back, and when his feet hit the ground, he disappeared as well.

Lin Shouxi breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Zhan Gong, whose sword was like eyes, and seemed to be looking at him too.

Lin Shouxi knew that he couldn't take the sword away today.

In order to avoid Vice President Sun being suspicious, he turned around and left without hesitation, and pulled out the fierce sword that he had just set his eyes on just along the way.

When he drew his sword, Lin Shouxi's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly remembered what Deputy Yuan Sun said just now - this sword was found under the cliff of the altar.

Didn't he also fall off the altar at that time?

and many more!

Shouldn't...

An absurd thought popped into my mind—couldn't it be that at that time, when I and Mu Shijing picked up the sword from the rain and slashed at the god...was it the wrong sword?

At that time, he picked up Zhan Gong, while Mu Shijing took the death certificate!

If this is the case, then the person Yun Zhenren and Vice President Sun are looking for is myself?

What the hell did I do?
(End of this chapter)