In the Blade

In Du Chengfeng's eyes, Yang Sanlang is probably a figure like Qin Wuyang.

In the story of Jing Ke assassinating Qin, Qin Wuyang, who followed Jing Ke, was said to have killed people when he was a teenager and was quite famous in the local area - this is quite similar to Yang Sanlang. Yang Sanlang also had a great reputation near Yangjiabao because he dared to kill people and was brave and fierce.

Once upon a time, when he first came to Yangjiabao, facing such a person, as a refugee, he also needed to look up to him. Even most of the time, he couldn't even see a "hero" like Yang Sanlang. It was only when the Hu people attacked and he was pulled out to serve as a soldier that he could see Yang Sanlang in the crowd and see his heroic posture of leading the entire team.

However, in just one night, Du Chengfeng already knew that the so-called "hero" was just a mortal after all.

Compared with that big name, the real Yang Sanlang is far less heroic. This man will lose his mind because of anger, and will panic because of fear. When facing death, this ruthless man who doesn't care about killing will also collapse on the ground, with feces and urine flowing.

The so-called hero is just like this after all.

If it was in the past, Du Chengfeng might still take Yang Sanlang seriously, but now, his opponent is He Xiqing from Mobei, a humanoid monster who can kill a giant bear when he is ten years old.

"Don't block the road."

Reaching out and grabbing Yang Sanlang's shoulder, Du Chengfeng raised his hand and threw him to the side of the road, then stopped the cart at the door and started unloading.

As for Yang Sanlang's request, he ignored it. The knife was in his hand, and it was his. This knife is his most powerful fighting force now, and it is also his most important trump card when facing He Xiqing. It is also one of the mental damages paid to him by the Yang family to settle the previous hatred.

Besides, the Yang family had no objection to this matter, so what was Yang Sanlang?

However, just when Du Chengfeng had just unloaded some bedding from the car and started to carry it into the house, something at his feet made him frown.

It was the heavy sword.

"Huh?"

Du Chengfeng came to his senses. It turned out that Yang Sanlang did not come here to kowtow at the beginning. He came here to steal the sword. However, this sword had killed more than 200 Hu people before, and its fierce momentum had already surpassed the past. Yang Sanlang could not even lift it. He was afraid that he would collapse to the ground as soon as he touched it.

So when he saw that the theft failed, Yang Sanlang simply knelt on the ground and begged.

"This..."

Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen such a shameless person. Du Chengfeng could only say that he had never seen such an outrageous person in his two lives.

"You are really looking for death..."

Du Chengfeng rushed out with a big knife.

"Since you want to die so much, I will grant your wish!"

"Come! Kill me!"

Seeing Du Chengfeng getting closer and closer, Yang Sanlang was not surprised but happy.

"Kill me! Since I can't get back the ancestral sword, I will accept death in your hands!"

"Okay! You asked for it!"

As he spoke, Du Chengfeng had already raised the big knife high.

But at this moment, Du Chengfeng suddenly smelled a smell.

Looking down, Du Chengfeng's face turned black immediately. Although Yang Sanlang was tough on the surface, he was already curled up on the ground, and the hem of his clothes had long been wet by some kind of light yellow water stains, and he could even smell the smell of a toilet.

This time, not only him, but even the knife in his hand, didn't want to cut it anymore.

The main reason was that it was dirty.

Grabbing Yang Sanlang's shoulder, Du Chengfeng threw him into the darkness in the distance, then found a shovel from the cart and shoveled the land where Yang Sanlang had just sat. Then he rummaged around in the cart for a while, found a few bottles of inferior wine and poured them on the ground. He was relieved until he confirmed that there was only the smell of wine at the entrance of the courtyard.

But that was not the end. Back in the yard, Du Chengfeng found the unlucky scimitar from the pile of weapons and threw it far away over the wall.

Feeling the long-lost tranquility in his heart, Du Chengfeng confirmed that there was no problem.

No wonder he couldn't do anything today and didn't encounter any good things. It seems that some evil weapons really can't be kept - although in theory, he still believes in science, but now these things like swords and weapons are already in front of him, and these facts in front of him are obviously more scientific.

So the blood oozing out of his body must be part of science.

"You've started too, haven't you?"

Recalling the story of the kitchen knife that Carpenter Li had told him before, Du Chengfeng opened his clothes directly.

Sure enough, among the large number of short knives, a bloody kitchen knife was oozing blood like a fountain.

"Be honest."

Looking up at the moonlight, Du Chengfeng took the kitchen knife out of his arms and prepared to polish it while he was still not sleepy.

However, what Du Chengfeng didn't expect was that even though the knife had fallen into his hands, the illusion of bleeding had not stopped.

In just a moment, Du Chengfeng's right hand was completely wet with blood, sticky and even flowing all the way down, staining his clothes red.

"Hmm? Give you face?"

Seeing that the blood illusion had not disappeared, Du Chengfeng simply picked up the heavy knife at hand.

Instantly, all the blood stains disappeared.

Only the old kitchen knife was left in Du Chengfeng's hand, and it seemed to be trembling.

"It would have been done earlier."

Seeing the illusion disappear, Du Chengfeng no longer prepared to cut the kitchen knife.

The whetstone was taken out, and Du Chengfeng sat on the bench made by Carpenter Li. After soaking the stone with cold water from the well, Du Chengfeng picked up the kitchen knife and began to grind it in the moonlight.

Every inch of rust is a trace left by the years, and every bit of blood stain is the past experience of this knife.

In the process of carefully grinding this kitchen knife, Du Chengfeng gradually felt the past experience of this kitchen knife.

He saw blood, a lot of blood.

Obviously, in his perception, there was not much evil spirit on this kitchen knife, but after deep grinding, the pungent blood was so deep that even Du Chengfeng, who had killed more than 200 people with his own hands, couldn't help but frown.

Fortunately, as Du Chengfeng continued to grind, he finally felt the memory hidden under the thick blood scab.

Unexpectedly, the original owner of this knife was actually a woman.

And she was a beautiful woman.

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