"Father, look at this sword!" A boy of eleven or twelve years old ran into the house excitedly and handed the long sword in his hand to his father. His face was filled with joy and pride.
"Picked it up?" The child's father stared at the longsword and said with some doubt," Where did you pick it up?”
"It's by the roadside."
"How could such a good sword be picked up by the roadside?”
The child's father knew that this was a good sword at a glance.
There were no cracks, no curls, and no rust. It was obvious that it had been carefully maintained.
Could it be that someone had accidentally lost it?
"Tell me the truth!" The man said with a straight face.
" Uh..." The boy hesitated for a moment, but he still told the truth," Today, an unlucky guy was knocked away by Second Young Master Liu's car. That sword belonged to that unlucky guy... I wanted to return it, but that unlucky guy was killed in a car crash.”
"That's really unlucky!"
The man nodded.
Everyone in Ironstone City recognized the second young master of the Liu family. The horses of the second young master of the Liu family were all very precious demonic beasts, the Blazing Cloud Horses. If they ran at full speed, it was really possible for them to kill a martial artist.
" The sword was sent flying far away. Almost everyone's attention was on that unlucky guy, so I picked it up..." The boy said proudly." After I got the sword, I walked around the alley for a long time. When I realized that no one was following me, I went home.”
"With your strength, how could you notice that we're being followed?" The child's father was speechless.”
"It's because I'm weak that no one will follow me!" the boy replied. If someone really wants this sword, they can just stand out and snatch it. I've already thought it through. If someone stands out and snatches it, I'll just throw the sword away and run!”
The child's father nodded in satisfaction.""Not bad, you're quite smart!"
"Dad, don't you need a good weapon? I see that your saber is already bent!”
"This sword is much stronger than my saber!”The child's father did not have a right arm. He took the sword with his left hand and waved it casually. He gently cut the corner of the table without any resistance. A smile appeared on his lips." It should be a good sword."”
"Then it should work, right?"
"Sure!"
At this moment, a violent cough came from the inner room. The boy jogged in.
"Mother, what's wrong?"
As the boy spoke, he helped a pale, thin woman up from the bed.
"I just can't breathe." the woman whispered.
"It's time to drink the medicine!" The boy's father brought over a bowl of steaming soup with his left hand.
"Yes!"
The woman drank the medicine with difficulty and lay back on the bed. She secretly watched her husband and son leave, tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.
"Do you wish to bind the tenth Sword Head, Fu Yuanming?”
"Temporarily not bound!" Chen Hao immediately replied.
After killing Ma Yibin, Chen Hao was free again.
He didn't care if he didn't return to the Iron Wolf Gang.
The people of the Iron Wolf Gang were too trashy. They couldn't find an outstanding sword master. Moreover, he had been too high-profile recently and had killed too many people. The manager of the Iron Wolf Gang's armory seemed to suspect him. It was good to start over in a different environment.
Therefore, when the system asked him if he wanted to bind the little boy and his father, he chose " no."
Anyway, he could confirm the binding at any time.
Right now, he was only a top-notch mortal weapon. It could only be considered a weapon of some value. It was not a divine weapon that martial artists could not lack.
If he ruined his reputation, he might not be able to find the Sword Master in the future!
Therefore, he planned to wait a little longer. If he could wait for a powerful or potential sword master, then he would make a fortune.
After spending a day at Fu Yuanming's house, Chen Hao had a rough idea of the family's situation.
Fu Yuanming was a butcher. He used to be a powerful warrior, but he lost his right hand and opened a small shop selling pork in Iron Stone City.
He had a son who had picked up Chen Hao and a wife who was bedridden all year round.
Early the next morning, Fu Yuanming woke up and opened the shop. Business was not good in the morning, but he did not take it seriously.、
Not long after, a young man dressed in light armor walked over. He seemed to know Fu Yuanming."Brother Fu, there's work today at noon!”
"Alright, I'll be there early!"
Before noon, Fu Yuanming closed the shop and returned home. He looked at a knife and a sword hanging on the wall.
He pulled out the knife, but the edge of the knife was already curled. Without using force, he could not even cut the pork.
He hesitated for a moment, but still chose to bring a long sword and a small bag.
"Little Wen, the city guards called for me. I'm going out for a while!”
"Yes!" The sound was barely audible.
Fu Yuanming left silently. He bought five steamed buns on the way. After walking a few streets, he came to a square.
Chen Hao knew about this square. It was the place where Iron Stone City specialized in executing criminals.
Fu Yuanming entered a small room and changed into a white coat. Chen Hao found the white coat very familiar.
He pulled out his sword and waved it around casually. Satisfied, he sheathed the sword.
"Brother Fu, it's time!"
"Good!"
Fu Yuanming walked out of the small house. It was almost noon. The clouds had dispersed, and the scorching sun shone on the ground.
The small square was surrounded by many people, most of whom were commoners who were watching the show.
He walked up to the execution platform and placed the steamed bun with the small bundle on the side of the platform.
On the execution platform, three people in white prison uniforms were kneeling on the ground.
An official from the City Lord's Mansion appeared and announced the crimes of the three people on the execution platform.
The three of them had exterminated a rich family in Iron Stone City the night before. They were unlucky and happened to be caught by the city guards.
Chen Hao, who was still in the sword, finally knew what Fu Yunming was doing!
So it was an executioner!
In an instant, the image of the middle-aged, one-armed, greasy uncle in his eyes suddenly became taller!
The executioner was simply one of his best sword masters!
He didn't expect to meet the protagonist of a novel who often killed people.
As long as Sword Head could kill a few people from time to time to feed him, he would be very satisfied!
It couldn't be helped. The previous Sword Masters were too cowardly, which lowered Chen Hao's expectations of Sword Masters.
He had a little understanding of the world. The most people killed in this world were still the few most ancient occupations.
Soldiers, killers, executioners!
In the past, when he was bored, he had also fantasized about having a few sword masters of this profession. He did not expect that his dream would come true now!
Executioner is good!
It was safer than being a soldier or killing people. With a stable source of income, Chen Hao didn't dare to ask for more!
"System, bind Sword Master Fu Yuanming!”
"Binding successful!"
After the binding was successful, Chen Hao deactivated the Misfortune Halo skill, afraid that he would accidentally kill him!
After announcing the crime, the official shouted,"Execution!"
"Eighteen years later, I will be a good man again!”The first prisoner who was beheaded shouted.
Fu Yuanming was expressionless. He had heard this kind of words too many times and was numb to it.
If it wasn't for the fact that he had no other choice, he wouldn't want to be an executioner.
He took a sip of liquor and sprayed it on the sword. He kicked the first prisoner's back, and the prisoner fell into a small reddish-brown pit. He raised the sword with his left hand and slashed hard.
A line of blood appeared on the prisoner's neck. Then, his head fell into the pit. Blood spurted out wildly and poured into the small pit. Then, it flowed down the groove and onto the execution platform.
Fu Yuanming's hand was very steady. Not a single drop of blood splashed outside the small pit.
The second prisoner was not as heroic as the first prisoner. He was already scared out of his wits. He struggled desperately, and his gray pants were soaked with water.
Fu Yuanming was unmoved. He kicked forward and decisively chopped off the second head.
"Please, don't kill me. I don't want to die!”
The third prisoner cried.
Fu Yuanming didn't say anything. He kicked him into a small pit with a cold expression.
He could not decide whether a prisoner lived or died.
Three kills in one wave. The technique was clean and efficient. Chen Hao was overjoyed as he continuously absorbed life force and souls!
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