Those years when I was a corpse guard in Yizhuang

Chapter 63 Dead People Can't Talk!

Li Yu opened his eyes, a bit of numbness and loneliness flashed in his eyes, like an old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of life.

It took him quite a while to recover, and his eyes gradually became clear.

Li Yu looked inexplicable.

The him just now seemed to have had a bizarre and weird dream.

In the dream, Li Yu saw the rough life of old man Yang Feng.

From infancy, adolescence, youth, middle age, to old age, so many things have happened.

Although Mr. Yang Feng has gone through hardships and suffered many setbacks, he has always been indomitable, open-minded and cheerful.

Just this state of mind, this attitude towards life, many people are far behind.

It's a pity that the old man has suffered all his life, and he was just about to enjoy the happiness of life, but he encountered another accident, and finally died unhappily.

As for this dream, it didn't improve Li Yu's cultivation at all, but it tempered his heart, making it more bright, pure, and shining.

All kinds of distracting thoughts and dust from the past are swept away at this moment.

His will and belief are also more firm and pure!
Li Yu stretched out his hand to grab it falsely, and a huge sharp long knife appeared in his hand, showing its sharpness.

Just by taking a look at it, one can feel the ferocious murderous intent contained in it.

Even the terrifying and strange magic in it!
When Li Yu touched the tip of the knife with his finger, a few drops of blood flowed out, slowly flowing down the blade, and gradually blending into the blade, before disappearing.

At this moment, Li Yu only felt that his relationship with the Snow Prison Knife in his hand was getting closer.

Although Xue Prison Knife is fierce and strange, but to him, it is more like a pet that he raises.

It is even closer than pets, and there is a faint feeling that their hearts are connected with them.

This situation is already somewhat similar to the state of "blood sacrificial soldiers" in martial arts.

"I am now."

Li Yu slowly got up:

"It seems stronger!"

At this time, his mind was clear and clear, and there were some changes faintly, his eyes were fixed on the Xue Prison Saber in his palm, recalling the two saber techniques he had learned in the past, he felt that he gradually had a lot of insights in his heart.

There is also a new breakthrough in the fusion of the two sword techniques!

In his heart, Zanpaku Dao Technique and Chasing Wind Dao Technique seemed to be transformed into a long knife, one sharp and fierce, with murderous intent piercing the bone, and the other swift and nimble, one knife was faster than the other.

The two knives slashed and slashed at each other, clanging and clanging, but in the end they all shattered and gradually joined together, turning into a more terrifying long knife!

In Li Yu's body, the sense of sharpness is sharper, and there is also a sense of harmony and nature.

"It's a pity. It's not strong enough. I need more martial arts cheats, sword skills."

After standing there for a long while, Li Yu waved the Snow Prison Knife.

Clang!
The Snow Prison Knife made a crisp sound, and the light of the knife unfolded in front of Li Yu, like a waterfall pouring out.

After stretching the saber posture, Li Yu only felt comfortable all over his body. He carried the Xueyu Dao on his shoulders, and his eyes fell on the tombstone in front of him, his eyes were flat:

"Thank you, old man!"

"Uncle Lame is also here, and you two are old friends. From now on, you will sleep together day and night, and you can chat and talk in your spare time. You should not be lonely anymore."

The world does not change according to human will.

Although what Yang An did was already an earth-shattering event in the eyes of some villagers in Guojia Village, but in the entire Zhoushui County, it was nothing more than a small matter. .

Especially since Yang An had fled Zhoushui County.

Because the murderer could not be found, this matter was like a breeze blowing across the water, although some waves were stirred up, but this was only temporary, and the previous calm would not be restored in a long time.

As for Li Yu, it's still what it should be every day, except for practicing a few sword skills every day and busy practicing boxing to exchange blood, there is no change.

Needless to say, Wang Yu was always the same, either meditating with his head down, or studying the alchemy scriptures.

On this day, Yizhuang welcomed a guest.

"My dear disciple, the master is here, hurry up and greet him!"

An old and loud voice came from afar.

The word "Good" was still ringing in the distance, and when the word "Jie" fell, a figure had already passed a thousand feet away like a shooting star, and appeared in front of Yizhuang.

Standing under the wild jujube tree, Li Yu quietly looked at this figure with some surprise in his eyes.

This man really has two skills. The speed alone is shocking, and even he can't react.

The person who came was an old Taoist in a blue-gray Taoist robe.

The old man was as thin as a bamboo pole, his back was slightly bent, and his hair was black with white mixed in. It was obvious that he was not young.At his waist, there is also a red gourd hanging.

However, the eyes of the old man are shining brightly, as if they can penetrate people's hearts. In addition, his big sleeves are fluttering, and his aura is pure and natural.

But Li Yu noticed that the moment the veteran landed on the ground, his eyes quickly patrolled around without leaving a trace, very cautious.

At the same time, he pressed the red gourd with one hand, as if if there was any disturbance, he would activate the magic weapon and flee away. He looked like a thief, and he felt like a snake was like a snake, and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

It wasn't until he confirmed that there was nothing abnormal around him that the old man's expression became obviously relaxed.

"This old way"

Li Yu was speechless.

Although this old Taoist has a high level of cultivation, his posture of fleeing on the sidelines if he disagrees with his words is really a bit abnormal.

"Master, your old man is finally here!"

At this moment, Wang Yu by the pond hastily stepped forward to pay his respects, seeming quite happy.

"Hahaha, you don't have to be polite, good boy."

Seeing Wang Yu laughing happily, the old Taoist looked him up and down, his eyes lit up: "Eh? It's only been two months since I saw you. I didn't expect you to have made great progress in your cultivation and broke through to the realm of the innate fetal breath. Not bad, not bad .”

He looked at Li Yu who was walking slowly: "This little friend is"

Li Yu cupped his hands and saluted: "Li Yu, the junior, is the corpse guard of Yizhuang here, and I have seen Senior Hu."

"The Corpse Keeper?"

Hu Laodao stared at Li Yu again and again, quite surprised:

"Seeing that you are quite young, you are not much older than my apprentice, and now you are actually a congenital martial artist. This is really rare. Even in the entire Fengzhou, there may not be many young people with achievements like you."

"I don't know what sect or sect my little friend is from?"

Li Yu shook his head: "The younger generation has no name, but it was passed down by the deceased elders."

Naturally, the news of the yin-yang roulette cannot be leaked, so Li Yu pushed everything on the dead old cripple.

Believe it or not, dead people don't talk anyway.

(End of this chapter)