The young man looked to be in his early twenties.
Her skin was as fair as jade, and her facial features were dignified. There was a hint of gentleness and inexplicable majesty between her brows.
It was as if he had been in power for a long time.
However, at this age, his family should be rich and noble, with his father holding power.
Under the influence of his ears and eyes, he had developed this temperament.
The clothes were not branded, but were just ordinary casual clothes. They looked a little old and casual.
However, people are not expensive because of their poor clothes, and families are not expensive because of the amount of gold and silver.
What really caught the knife shop owner's attention was the young man's luck.
Purple Qi Comes From The East!
If it was in ancient times, this was simply the appearance of an emperor!
The shop owner felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.
In the inheritance of the loan knife man, there was the technique of looking at the qi.
He had been reading people's faces for decades, but there had never been a person whose Qi could compare to this young man in front of him!
If he could turn the other party's luck into bad luck and then snatch it all.
Why would he need to work so hard to find resources himself?
Perhaps this time, he could directly step onto the Great Dao and ascend to the Netherworld!
Those who borrowed the Fortune Saber accumulated fortune.
The person who borrowed the Calamity Blade accumulated bad luck.
Therefore, anyone who took the Calamity Blade.
Good luck would turn into bad luck.
In the end, he was plagued by illness, his career collapsed, and his family was destroyed.
Burial Earth was the Endless Underworld Earth.
If he wanted to ascend, he would have to become a malicious ghost and find the bridge between the two worlds.
Or the bad luck in his body was powerful to a certain extent.
Naturally, it would be attracted by the Burial Earth.
It was said that there was someone from his ancestors who had achieved great merit and became a divine official in the Netherworld.
He had always thought that this was just an ancient myth.
Until the ghost qi recovered for the second time.
He himself had also embarked on this path of becoming a god!
"Little brother."
The owner of the knife shop stood up from the rattan chair.
He pushed away the customers in front of him and walked straight to the door."Come in and sit?"
"I'm not bragging, but if we're talking about knives.”
"In the entire Jin Ling city, there is no other place that can compare to mine.”
"Moreover, it's cheap and high-quality.”
"Even if you don't buy it, it's not a loss for you to come here and take a look.”
This was true.
After all, the main purpose of opening this knife shop was not to make money.
Therefore, these knives were sold at cost price.
As long as he could earn money for food and rent, it would be enough.
It was to attract more customers so that he could find a target.
In addition, he was a blade dealer, so he had a special skill when it came to forging knives.
The quality of the forged knives was many times better than the assembly line products on the market.
Looking at his enthusiastic appearance.
Su Hen sneered in his heart.
On the surface, he didn't show any emotion as he walked into the knife shop.
Seeing the other party enter, the boss could not help but smile.
"What do you want, little brother?" I'm just casually looking around."
"I came to the saber shop to buy a saber, of course."
Su Hen sized up the knives around him."I heard from a friend that there's a very famous shop here.”
The heavens are helping me!
The owner of the knife shop almost screamed in his heart.
He forcefully suppressed his excitement, looked around, and lowered his voice."Little brother."
"I see that your temperament is not ordinary. These ordinary knives are probably not worthy of your status.”
"I have two special knives here. Perhaps you can take a look.”
Su Hen was expressionless. He only nodded slightly."Sure."
The boss waved his hand and asked the two waiters to hurry over and serve Su Hen.
As for himself, he apologized and said that he would be back soon.
Then, he hurriedly walked into a room at the side.
Su Hen stared at his back, and an inexplicable light flickered in his eyes.
The closed door could not block his gaze at all.
The scene inside fell into Su Hen's eyes.
The room was decorated elegantly.
However, there were many runes engraved on the surrounding walls.
These runes looked strange and sinister, making people feel very uncomfortable.
Su Hen narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at those runes.
Those were the words of the Burial Earth!
The Netherworld had its own shen glyph.
For example, the plaque on the Gate to Hell and the carvings on many buildings were all written with the divine patterns of the Netherworld.
As for the Burial Earth, there were naturally words that belonged to the Burial Earth.
Back then, the cursed door had been opened by Zhang Ping and Zhang An in Great Chang City.
The three ghost soldiers that belonged to the Burial Earth walked out.
The armor they wore was engraved with the words of the Burial Earth.
This was the second time Su Hen had seen the Burial Earth characters.
It was obvious.
They were similar to the people who borrowed knives from the Catastrophe Blade, the corpse transporter who refined living people, and the paper-binding craftsman who pricked evil things.
They had all obtained the inheritance of spells from the Burial Earth by chance through some means.
That was why his industry had changed.
He had turned the proper Yin movement into an evil karma that harmed people.
In the middle of the room, there was a long dark red wooden table.
A faint fishy smell came from the table.
On the table, there were two special knives.
It looked like an ordinary kitchen knife with a pointed tip.
However, there were many strange runes carved on the knife.
It was also a text from the Burial Earth.
The boss walked to the table and looked at the two strange knives with infatuation.
He muttered to himself,"These two sabers were passed down from the ancestor's generation."”
"The aura of calamity is too much. Even people with deep luck can't withstand it.”
"I thought that I would never have the luck to use this saber in my life.”
"In the end, I was lucky today. I actually met a great noble with the image of Purple Qi from the East!”
Even if it was the era before the ghost qi had recovered.
These two sabers were like ice all year round.
If he held it in his hand for a long time, he would continue to have bad luck.
Moreover, the ghost qi had been revived for the second time.
Calamity Blade had finally awakened!
One could see that the Burial Earth runes engraved on the saber were flickering with a faint dark red light in the darkness.
The man took a deep breath.
His palm was cut open, and dark red blood dripped down.
It landed on one of the sabers.
The blood on the blade quickly disappeared as if it had been absorbed.
Just like that, about a minute passed.
The man's face was pale from the loss of blood.
As for the saber, it had finally drunk enough blood.
All the words on the Burial Earth disappeared.
What replaced it were auspicious patterns.
The cold feeling of decay was gone.
Instead, it revealed a peaceful and auspicious aura, as if it was a real saber of fortune!
One look at it and one would involuntarily fall in love with it.
Seeing this scene, the man couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.
He took out a red silk from the drawer and carefully wrapped the knife in it. Then, he placed it into an exquisitely crafted gift box.
Only then did he turn around and plan to leave the room.
Su Hen also shifted his gaze away at this moment.
He left the room.
The coldness and malevolence on the man's face disappeared.
He had returned to his humble and respectful boss state.
He placed the gift box in his hand on the table and made an inviting gesture."Little brother, take a look?"
Even if he knew what was inside.
However, Su Hen still opened it slowly.
As expected, there was a sharp knife that was about the length of two palms and the width of one palm quietly placed in the red silk.
There seemed to be a faint cold light circulating on the blade.
The hilt was engraved with many auspicious patterns, as if it had been blessed by an expert.
"How is it?" The man with the knife stood at the side.
"Not bad." Su Hen picked up the knife and nodded slightly.
A cold aura penetrated the hilt of the saber and entered his palm.
However, before the cold air could penetrate his flesh and blood…
It was instantly suppressed by the Yama Seal in Su Hen's body.
If Su Hen had not intentionally controlled it.
The aura that the Yama King Seal automatically emitted could even crush the saber into pieces on the spot!
"How much?"
Su Hen placed the saber back into the gift box, looking as if he had taken a fancy to it and was planning to buy it.
The man finally smiled, but his smile was a little strange."It's free."
"This saber is on credit, not for sale."
"Little brother, you can take it back first. I will naturally come and ask for money in seven days.”
"Please leave me your address. After you finish writing, you can leave with your knife.”
He handed her a pen and paper.
Su Hen did not hesitate.
He took the pen and paper and wrote down the address.
Outside Jinling City, Liu Family Village, Liu Family Ancestral Hall.
This was naturally where the City God Temple was located.
"Liu Clan Village?" "Brother, your luck is indeed extraordinary."”
He had just moved to Jin Ling City a while ago.
He was not clear about the past events in the Liu family's ancestral hall.
Seeing that the other party had directly filled in the address of the ancestral hall, she thought that his house was next to the ancestral hall.
But there was one thing that the loan man knew.
The very effective City God Temple was located in Liu Family Village.
After all, the legend of Lord Shing Wong was something that almost everyone in Jinling knew by heart.
Previously, because Liu Village was haunted, the villagers had all moved to the city.
Where was Lord Shing Wong now?
Naturally, the villagers all moved back.
Living close to Lord Shing Wong, he was naturally influenced by the incense and merit.
Therefore, every household was safe and sound, without any illness or disaster, and they did not have to worry about any sneaky trouble.
It could be said to be the envy of others.
Looking at the address of the Liu Family Village, the loan man hesitated.
He had seen the Shing Wong Temple from afar earlier. It was indeed extraordinary.
Just looking at it from a thousand meters away made the evil aura on his body produce fear.
However, the luck on Su Hen's body was truly too rare.
In the entire Great Xia, there were probably not many of them!
If he missed it this time, it would be difficult for him to meet a second person in his life.
At this thought.
The man suppressed the worry in his heart and smiled again."Alright."
"Little brother, please take care."
"Also, if you like any other knives in this shop, feel free to take them for free.”
"Seven days later, I'll come and find you.”
"Alright, I'll wait for you." Su Hen gave him a meaningful glance.
He didn't stay any longer and walked out of the shop with the gift box.
She wanted to see Su Hen's back disappear into the corner of the street.
He almost wanted to laugh out loud.
Soon, the shop closed early.
After completing this task, he might really be able to reach the legendary Underworld.
He was prepared to do his best and prepare well!
On Su Hen's side.
After leaving the knife shop, he returned to the Judge's Hall.
The knife was placed on his table.
At this moment, he was enveloped by the aura of hell.
The layer of camouflage on the blade finally disappeared.
A cold and decadent aura spread everywhere.
It was indeed the aura of Burial Earth.
Su Hen's gaze focused slightly.
It had to be said that the human world was indeed filled with external and internal troubles.
Many people yearned for the Burial Earth World as humans.
However, this group of people had been deceived.
They believed that the Burial Earth was the true Netherworld.
As long as one entered the Burial Earth, they would be able to live eternally and enjoy a God Throne to control countless souls.
Become the king of ghosts.
In fact, when these people really entered the Burial Earth.
They would realize that they would only become the true bottom of the Burial Earth.
They might even become food!
.........
The train was crowded.
Chu Yue was sitting by the window, scrolling through her phone.
"Xiaoyue."
A middle-aged man walked over and sat down beside her. He handed her a bottle of water and said,"Drink some water."
"Yes."
Chu Yue took the water bottle and said with a sigh,""Dad."
"We haven't been back for many years. I've almost forgotten what Grandpa and Grandma look like.”
Chu Yue's mother came from the mountains.
After graduating from university, he stayed in Jinling to work. He met Chu Yue's father and eventually got married.
Over the years, their family had returned to that mountainous area more than once.
He wanted to bring the two old men to the city to enjoy themselves.
However, the two old men stubbornly believed that a married daughter was like water that had been poured out.
Besides, a son-in-law was a big earner.
It was better for the two of them not to go to trouble.
All these years, he had been living in the mountain village.
But now, it was impossible.
The news of the ghost could no longer be hidden.
Many people in remote mountainous areas were actively migrating to the nearby big cities.
This time, Chu Yue and her father planned to bring the two old men back to Jinling.
"Your mother is not in good health. She has been in the hospital recently.”
Chu Wenhong sighed and said," I tried my best to persuade her not to come with us and let her recuperate in peace."”
"Those two old men are too stubborn. If they had come to Jinling earlier, wouldn't there be so much trouble today?”
"With my character, I, Chu Wenhong, would not do something like mistreating an old man.”
"Moreover, with our Chu family's current financial resources, we don't dare to say that we're some famous rich people, but it's not a problem to let the two of them enjoy their old age.”
Hearing her father's complaints, Chu Yue smiled helplessly.""Please forgive me."
"Grandpa, Grandma, you've lived in the mountain village for your entire life.”
"It's said that it's hard to leave one's homeland."
Chu Wenhong nodded and didn't say anything else.
Instead, he closed his eyes and prepared to take a nap.
Chu Yue lowered her head and looked at the Shing Wong accessory on her neck.
The small statue of the Shing Wong seemed to be covered in a faint golden light under the sunlight.
At this moment, she felt extremely at ease.
.........
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
Under the pale red moonlight.
Zhang Xizhi closed the door and locked it.
He was carrying a box in his hand. Inside the box was another saber.
He would take back the Calamity Blade that he had given him last time and use it to kill him.
At that time, he would bring disaster and his life together.
It would definitely help him step onto the path of becoming a god and head to the legendary Netherworld to find his ancestor.
According to the ancestral records.
The ancestor had already become a god and emperor in another world!
When things came to this, he was naturally extremely excited.
He took a deep breath, hailed a taxi, and went straight out of the city.
After all, they were going to take lives.
In order to prevent any accidents, they were also afraid of the legendary Shing Wong.
Zhang Xizhi deliberately set the time to late at night.
I hope everything goes well.
Twenty minutes later.
Zhang Xizhi was already standing at the village entrance.
Looking from afar, every household in the village was brightly lit. Laughter and laughter were blown by the night wind and echoed in his ears.
Zhang Xizhi looked fearfully at the majestic City God Temple in the distance.
He carried the box with the Catastrophe Blade and walked into the village.
Liu's ancestral hall.
This kind of ancestral hall was usually located in the middle of the village.
And it was very eye-catching.
After all, that was where the ancestral tablets were placed.
However, Zhang Xizhi walked back and forth a few times but did not see the shadow of the ancestral hall.
His figure was also targeted by a few villagers in the village.
"This brother?"
Two villagers walked over and scrutinized Zhang Xizhi.""What are you looking for?"
"You look unfamiliar. You're not from the village, are you?”
"I've never been here before.”
Zhang Xizhi's expression changed slightly.
A smile hung on his face as he took out the piece of paper with the address written on it."Indeed."
"It's like this. A few days ago, a customer from your village bought something from my shop.”
"He didn't pay me back then, so he gave me this address.”
"I just happened to be free, so I came over to ask for it.”
"May I ask where the Liu family's ancestral hall is?”
The two villagers took the note.
Looking at the address, the two of them looked at each other with strange expressions.
Zhang Xizhi felt that something was wrong."The two of you, is there something special about the Liu family's ancestral hall?”
A villager looked at him and shook his head."I'm afraid you've been deceived."
"The Liu family's ancestral hall is the City God Temple!”
"Heh, which family would dare to build their house together with Lord Shing Wong's temple?”
"Aren't you afraid that the gods will blame you?"
"Besides, every family in Liu Clan Village worships Lord Shing Wong.”
"I definitely wouldn't dare to joke about such a thing.”
"I think you've met a scammer.”
City God Temple!
Zhang Xizhi's heart skipped a beat.
He turned around and looked at the palace in the distance under the moonlight.
Under the pale red moonlight, all the buildings were covered in a layer of red coating.
Only the Shing Wong Temple shone with a faint golden light in the dark night.
It looked extremely sacred.
As he read, his expression darkened.
Good boy, he was actually tricked?
Who said that rich people wouldn't be greedy?
That kid might have been too good at looking at the saber and wanted to take it for himself.
However, he was afraid that he would ask for too much money.
Hence, he deliberately left a fake address, intending to fool them.
However, how could the knife of the person who borrowed the knife be so easy to take?
As long as he paid a price, he could deduce his address.
At that time, he would let him have a good taste of what pain was!
"Thank you, both of you."
Zhang Xizhi's face was filled with malevolence.
He carried the box and turned around to leave without looking back.
"I'll talk."
A villager looked at his back and muttered,""This person doesn't look like a good person.”
"Who cares." "It's getting late." Another villager shook his head.”
"Hurry up and go back."
"Although our village is protected by Lord Shing Wong, this is a special time after all. We have to be careful.”
On Zhang Xizhi's side.
He quickly walked towards Jin Ling City.
The things he deduced were still in the shop.
Let that kid live one more day!
But that was what he said.
When he passed by the Shing Wong Temple, Zhang Xizhi subconsciously took a look.
The temple looked magnificent.
There were many exquisite patterns carved on the walls and pillars.
It looked extremely lifelike.
The few cloud patterns seemed to really float into the sky in the next moment.
It was almost beyond all the skilled craftsmen in the world.
The heavy door was tightly shut, and a faint sandalwood scent wafted out from the crack of the door.
For ordinary people, this fragrance could calm their hearts, refresh their minds, and dispel the darkness.
However, Zhang Xizhi only felt a burning sensation in his throat when he took a breath.
It was as if he was being burned by flames.
This was a reaction caused by the intense conflict between the evil aura on his body and the incense aura.
Just as Zhang Xizhi's eyes were filled with fear and he was about to leave.
At the gate of the City God Temple.
Suddenly, she was pushed away slowly.
A strong sandalwood scent wafted out. Zhang Xizhi could not help but take a few steps back. Then, he narrowed his eyes and looked over.
Under the moonlight.
A handsome young man in casual clothes stood at the door.
She was staring at him with an inexplicable smile on her face.
"You're here?"
The young man seemed to have known that he was coming and was not surprised at all. He said indifferently,"Are you here to ask for a saber?"
Zhang Xizhi was stunned.
He had thought that his trip would be in vain.
In the end, they actually met again.
"Why are you here?" He glanced at the Shing Wong Temple.”
"I was waiting for you."
"This is the address I filled in for you.”
"I'm not worried that you won't be able to find it. For the past few days, I've been waiting in the City God Temple until late at night before leaving.”
Instinctively.
Zhang Xizhi felt that something was wrong.
The other party's words were a little too strange.
How did he know that she would look for him at night?
However, Su Hen had already walked in.
At the same time, his voice drifted over along with the breeze."As for the money, I've already prepared it.”
"The knife is here too. Come and get it.”
After saying that, Su Hen's figure had already disappeared into the temple.
Zhang Xizhi shouted a few times, but there was no response from inside.
Money?
What he wanted was not money!
Zhang Xizhi's expression was a little ferocious.
He walked the evil path, almost no different from being sneaky.
How could he dare to step into the Shing Wong Temple?
If it was any other matter, Zhang Xizhi would have turned around and left even if he had suffered a loss.
However, he looked at Su Hen's back.
The purple qi was abundant, and it was indescribably noble.
Just this person's luck alone was comparable to thousands of ordinary people!
As long as he could swallow him.
He wouldn't have to stay in the mortal world and struggle bitterly.
Instead, he ascended to the heavens in one step, entered the Netherworld, and became a god!
To be honest.
As long as there was enough money, an ordinary person could lose all reason.
Not to mention becoming a legendary god!
Zhang Xizhi felt a surge of hot blood rush to his brain.
Even his eyes were red.
So what if it was the Shing Wong Temple? It was impossible for Lord Shing Wong to stay in the temple every day.
Moreover, he didn't plan to make a move in this temple.
At most, he would think of a way to trick this kid back to Jin Ling City.
He only went in to say a few words and pay his respects to Lord Shing Wong.
It couldn't be that something really happened, right?
He kept finding excuses for himself.
Zhang Xizhi's thoughts became more and more firm.
Finally, he suppressed all the suspicion and vigilance in his heart.
Just like that, he carried the box and entered the temple.
The bonfire burned on the wall.
Countless statues stood in the hall.
Under the illumination of the eternal lamp on the roof, the entire temple exuded a sacred and peaceful aura.
There was also a faint pressure.
Behind the altar, a two-meter-tall Shing Wong statue was hidden in the shadows.
The statue's head was slightly lowered, and its gaze seemed to carry some meaning.
She stared at him.
Zhang Xizhi was a little flustered.
He just wanted to find that kid as soon as possible and leave this place.
"Little brother?"
He looked around and whispered,""Little brother, come out."
"It's already so late. It's not good to disturb Lord Shing Wong.”
"Brother, I booked a hotel in Jinling. Let's go over and eat while we talk.”
Su Hen did not appear again.
However, a voice echoed in the temple.
"No need to go to Jinling."
"If you have anything to say, just say it clearly here.”
His voice was dignified and carried a sense of righteousness.
Zhang Xizhi was stunned.
He raised his head stiffly and looked at the Shing Wong statue.
Under the illumination of the fire, the face of the statue appeared in front of him.
He was handsome and gentle, but there was an added dignity between his brows that could control life and death.
The appearance was very familiar.
Boom!
Zhang Xizhi felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck his heart!
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