Poison Demon Immortal

Chapter 112 Iron Sword Villa
"Blind man! You are good at playing tunes. From now on, come to my Iron Sword Villa to play tunes." The warrior said in an unquestionable tone.

"How much money per month?" Jiuji asked.

"Hahahaha..." Many swordsmen laughed one after another.

"A blind man, do you still want to pay?"

"You no longer need to beg along the street after entering our Iron Sword Villa, and you will be provided with food and accommodation every day. Do you still want extra money?" the martial artist asked.

"Then what do you need to do every day?" Jiuji asked.

"What do you care about these things? It's good for you to have something to eat, a blind man. Do whatever you're told to do. If you still want to have so much, take it away with me!" The warrior couldn't help but direct several The subordinates robbed Jiuji's erhu, and one of them carried Jiuji away.

Iron Sword Villa is adjacent to Fugui Town.

Fugui Town is located in the low-lying places on both sides of the official road.

Iron Sword Villa is located on a mountain village, overlooking the entire Fugui Town...

Iron Sword Villa is located on top of the cottage, the wind is very strong...

Those swordsmen in navy blue robes had no true energy in their bodies and relied on their blood energy to bear it. When the mountain wind blew, some warriors' faces were flushed...

Jiuji was dragged to the square of a main hall by a warrior. Several warriors looked at him and didn't give him the erhu, so they let Jiuji sit like a beggar on the bluestone floor outside the hall.

a little while...

The martial artist hurriedly came to the square and shouted loudly: "The owner sees the blind man, quickly bring him in."

"Yes!" Two strong warriors held Jiuji up, one on the left and the other on the right, and rushed directly into the lobby, followed by another warrior holding Jiuji's erhu.

Enter the lobby.

A majestic man with a square face was wearing a burly robe with brocade patterns and was sitting on a large mahogany chair. Jiuji looked at this man through his eyelids, as if he was a martial immortal who dominates the world.

Although full of momentum, it is absolutely impossible to be Wuxian.

How could Wuxian stay in such a corner, at most he was a martial artist.

Thinking of those strange black butterflies, Jiuji already had some guesses about the identity of this person.

"What's your name?" the owner of Iron Sword Villa asked in a deep voice.

"My name is Jiuji." Jiuji replied.

"Where do you live?"

"Fragrant City."

"Oh... why did you come here after living so far away?" the owner of Iron Sword Villa asked with great interest.

"It's hard to describe the family's downfall, the ups and downs, and the blindness of both eyes, so I can only drift here..." Jiuji said with a sigh.

"My lord heard that your erhu sound can make butterflies stop and birds hear it. Is there such a thing?"

"The little one is blind and hasn't seen birds and butterflies, so he really can't answer."

The owner of Iron Sword Villa touched the beard on his chin very satisfied and said, "You can play a song and listen to it."

The erhu was handed to Jiuji, and Jiuji took the erhu and said in a sad tone: "I once had a brother whose surname was Pan, but unfortunately he died young..."

The heart-piercing call of brothers in the sad "Brotherhood" echoed in the hall.

All the Jianghu people in the hall had miserable faces, and some of them were even in tears. The majestic iron-blooded man, the owner of Iron Sword Villa, even had slightly rosy eyes.

"Ma Zhengping..."

"The little one is here." The head warrior saluted the owner of Iron Sword Villa respectfully.

"Invite Mr. Jiuji down and treat him with courtesy, and then prepare a room for him, and a maid to take care of his daily life." Said the owner of Iron Sword Villa.

"As ordered..."

"Sir, please come with me." Ma Zhengping had already put on a smile towards Jiuji, and his arrogance had long since disappeared, and he was completely like a servant.

Jiuji stood up and followed Ma Zhengping out of the hall.

After Jiuji left, a skinny man said to the burly owner: "Owner... Since this person can attract ghost butterflies with melody, why not arrange him in a haunted house?"

"No! Except for our people, no one can approach the haunted house, even if he is blind!"

"The landlord is thinking about it."

……

Jiuji was arranged to live in a garden in Iron Sword Villa.

A girl named Xi Niang became Jiuji's servant girl.

"Xi Niang... How long have you been in Iron Sword Villa?" Jiuji asked.

"If you go back to your son, I haven't been in the villa for long."

"Where did you come from before?"

"People from Minfeng Town."

"I remember that Minfeng Town was also completely destroyed by the diversion of the Minjiang River."

"Yes..." Xi Niang couldn't hold back her tears when she said this.

"How did you wander so far away?" Jiuji asked strangely.

After all, Liuxiang City is at least two or three days' drive away from here, and Minfeng Town is farther away from Liuxiang City. If it is refugees, it is impossible to wander so far. Most of the refugees are in Linjiang City and its surrounding towns. eat.

There are no displaced people outside Liuxiang City, how could the disaster victims come here?

It's really strange...

"I was exchanged for a bag of dry food by the warriors of the manor."

"Just a bag of dry food made you sign a contract of sale?"

"If you sign it, you can feed the whole family, why not sign it?" Xi Niang said with a smile on her face, she didn't seem to mind selling herself as a slave at all.

"The martial artist from Iron Sword Villa should have bought a lot of victims, right?" Jiuji asked suddenly.

"There are indeed quite a few. I remember buying hundreds of people at that time. Except for a few sisters who were sent here as maidservants, the other young and strong men did not stay in Iron Sword Villa."

"Then where did they go?"

"I heard from Ma Zhengping that those young and strong men were sent to Tiger and Leopard City to train swordsmanship, and they will become escorts who travel the world in the future." Xi Niang replied.

"I understand..." Jiuji nodded, then sat in the garden and began to play the erhu.

The sound of the music is ethereal but with a trace of depression...

At dinner time.

Miss Xi Niang inquired about Jiuji's taste, and brought him a bowl of crucian carp soup from the kitchen.

A crucian carp, a few cabbage, a few pieces of tofu, Jiuji ate it with white rice.

……

night.

Iron Sword Villa.

haunted house.

The surroundings of the haunted house are brightly lit, and the raging brazier has a guard every three steps.

In the darkness where the firelight could not shine, a man in night clothes and an iron mask with only one eye hole stood quietly in the darkness.

This person is Jiuji.

After observing for a while, Jiuji left.

The haunted house was so well guarded that it was impossible to enter.

In fact, even if you don't go in, Jiuji has roughly guessed what is going on inside, and there is not much difference between watching and not watching...

About half an hour later.

Dressed in black, Jiuji climbed into a deep well along a dozen iron locks.

The well is more than [-] meters deep, and the well is pitch black without any light.

There is water and no ice at the bottom of the well.

Jiuji stood on a raised rock in the deep well, and touched the well water with his hands.

freezing cold...

This should be the ice well of Iron Sword Villa. There are shuttle-shaped utensils one after another under the water. When they go deep into the bottom of the well, they should be ice utensils.

A clatter.

Standing on a raised rock, Jiuji pulled out an ice tool from the water.

There is indeed ice in this weapon, but it is crushed ice mixed with water, not the solid ice that Jiuji wants. At this time, Jiuji does not have nitrate frost on his body and cannot immediately condense it into solid ice , I can only change an icer...

(End of this chapter)