The county magistrate has no time to save the world

Chapter 322 Cannibalism
The majesty of the hall can be seen from the moment you enter the door.

There are countless famous swords hanging on the walls on the left and right sides.

The one on the left is a broadsword and great sword, and the one on the right is a saber and a longsword.

Zheng Changan looked happily at the hanging swords on the left and right, and then at his own saber, "Master's saber is better."

"Those who wield a knife and those who wield a sword sound similar, but they are indeed very different people, as expected." Lu Jianying said.

"What's the difference?" Zheng Changan asked, "Aren't they all weapons? What's not to beat people?"

"If you hit someone, there really is no difference, it's just a knife wound or a sword wound." Lu Jianying said, "But for the user, it's a world of difference."

Zheng Changan frowned and said, "Swords may be handsome, but knives are more domineering. Swords are double-edged, and their moves are generally stab, pick, wipe, lift, and grasp. With a single-edged knife, their moves are generally chopping, parrying, chopping, copying, and pressing." However, there are often sword masters who kill people with swords, and sword masters who use swords to fend off enemies. In essence, I don’t think there is any difference. As long as it can hit people, it is a good weapon.”

"Hahaha, you are right." Lu Jianying remained silent.

And Zheng Changan said displeased, "You look down on me."

"It's not that I look down on you, it's because you haven't reached that step. If you have reached that step, you will already understand without me telling you." Lu Jianying said.

Zheng Changan glanced at him, snorted coldly, and said nothing else.

After several people passed through the main hall, they came to a study room, and there were only two people in the study room.

One is sitting and the other is standing.

The sitting person seems to be in his early fifties, holding a book in his hand, and is observing, while the standing person holds a long sword in each hand, staring intently at the hourglass in the distance.

"What is he doing?" Zheng Xiaodie asked with her arms crossed on the back of her head, while supporting Fomalhaut's buttocks.

"The third young master is practicing." Lu Jianying said.

"Third young master?" Zheng Xiaodie yawned, "Famous Sword Villa is so rich, the third young master doesn't have a place to practice swords? Huddled with my father, are you afraid of accidentally hurting the old man?"

Lu Jianying didn't speak, because he knew that when he walked into this room, he didn't need to speak anymore.

The one sitting was naturally Ye Hansheng, the owner of Famous Sword Villa.

He closed the book, then raised his head and looked at the people in front of him.

Wang Gangdan did not follow, so there were only four people and a sleeping cat in front of him.

"Xuan'er, long time no see." Ye Hansheng's voice was calm, like the water in the West Lake, but his voice was magnetic and gentle, not like a lawless old man at all, but like a gentle scholar.

"Meet my father." Ye Xuan bowed his head and saluted with both hands.

"I got into trouble." Ye Hansheng said.

"Yes." Ye Xuan said.

"What's causing trouble?" Zheng Xiaodie was unhappy, and strode forward directly, with her hips akimbo, and said, "It's obvious that your people are bullying too much!"

"He's also mine." Ye Hansheng said.

"Oh... anyway, it's that uncle!" Zheng Xiaodie said, "He looks down on this and that! Anyone who sees it will get angry! I'll teach him a lesson, how about it!"

"Very good." Ye Hansheng said softly, "The lesson is very good."

"Huh?" Zheng Xiaodie was stunned for a moment, then narrowed her two big round eyes, "You say... okay?"

"Of course." Ye Hansheng said, "No matter how you say it, Ye Xuan is also the fourth young master of Famous Sword Villa. If he is so humiliated in front of outsiders, even if you don't teach Ye Hongxin a lesson, I will teach him a lesson."

"Then you don't blame Uncle Ye Xuan?" Zheng Xiaodie asked with her head tilted.

"He didn't do anything from the beginning to the end, so what's wrong?" Ye Hansheng asked.

"That's good!" Zheng Xiaodie turned around and smiled at Ye Xuan, "Let me just say, how could the owner of Mingjian Villa be such a person who doesn't know right from wrong, look..."

At the end of speaking, Zheng Xiaodie's face was a little surprised.

Because she not only saw the terrified look on Ye Xuan's face, but also saw Zheng Changan's eyes widen beside Lu Jianying.

Zheng Xiaodie looked back.

The window behind Ye Hansheng was open, and at this time Ye Hongxin was standing outside holding a long sword, his face full of remorse and regret, and then the long sword was wiped down on his neck.

A group of people in yellow brocade clothes came over and put away his body and sword.

Lu Jianying said, "Master, what about the sword?"

"Hang on the wall." Ye Hansheng didn't turn his head, nor did he look at the person in front of him, his eyes were on Zheng Xiaodie from the beginning to the end.

At this time, Zheng Xiaodie no longer felt any warmth and kindness from the man in front of her, and was replaced by trembling.She has never seen a person who can let her relatives die so decisively, and she has never seen a person whose voice does not even tremble when his closest relatives die.

"Do you know why Ye Xuan lives there?" Ye Hansheng asked.

"I don't know." Zheng Xiaodie shook her head, and Fomalhaut's body swayed accordingly.

"Because it is the safest place in the entire villa." Ye Hansheng said, "Although the scenery there is not good, it is safe. The scenery here is good, but it is very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will die here."

Zheng Xiaodie asked puzzled, "Why?"

"Because Famous Sword Villa does not allow mistakes." Ye Hansheng said.

"You've never made a mistake?" Zheng Xiaodie was taken aback.

"Never." Ye Hansheng turned his head to look at the third young master Ye Jun, "How many?"

"170 three pieces." Ye Jun stared at the hourglass in front of him, gritted his teeth and said.

"How many inches?" Ye Hansheng asked again.

"One and a half inches." Ye Jun exerted a little force on his hands.

"Wrong." Ye Hansheng said, and then hit Ye Jun on the ground with his palm.

Ye Jun spat out a mouthful of blood, and the two heavy swords fell aside.

"From the time you started looking at the hourglass to the time I asked you, a total of 170 gravels have fallen, and four of them are half pieces." Ye Hansheng said.

Ye Jun lowered his head and knelt on the ground without saying a word.

"And in the end when I asked you how many inches the difference between your hands was, it was a full inch." Ye Hansheng said again.

Ye Jun gritted his teeth, but still didn't say a word.

He seldom speaks, and there are very few people in the village who have talked to him. Even Lu Jianying has only spoken ten words to him in the village for more than 20 years.

"Pick up your sword." Ye Hansheng said.

Ye Jun picked up the heavy sword.

"Take Ye Xin and kill the swordsman Ye Hongchan." Ye Hansheng said, "If you don't kill him, then you can die there."

Ye Jun saluted, turned and walked out.

He knew that one of the two epees belonged to him, and the other belonged to Ye Xin.

Ye Hansheng looked up at Zheng Xiaodie, "Ye Hongchan's saber was shattered. A person who uses a sword without a sword is equivalent to having lost his life. Since he has lost his life, he shouldn't be alive."

Zheng Xiaodie looked at Ye Hansheng.

A chill enveloped the whole body.

(End of this chapter)