Chapter 15

I said with a faint smile, "it's ghost blood."

The brother's face turned white: "ghost blood? It's the first time I've heard that ghosts have blood. "

"Tonight you will know..."

After that, I handed the sword to my brother: "now, as I told you, soak this samurai sword in the urine for an hour, then wipe it clean and put it back in the Yan King's torture ground. I have to explore the origin of this thing!"

Pockmarked Li asked with a smile, "brother, I think you look relaxed. Are you sure?"

I shook my head: "I'm not sure, but I don't believe this knife is a big killer. Because ancient fierce swords and swords can drink blood, like the ancestral sword of Yang Zhi, a green faced beast in the water margin, which can kill without seeing blood. In fact, it's not that killing without blood, but that the sword itself drinks blood. But the knife didn't drink blood, so I don't think it would be too troublesome... "

I relieved my brother and Pockmarked Li.

I asked my brother to prepare three sets of uniforms for me. The best one was for the police. There were also some realgar and liquor.

What's the use of asking my brother for these things? I said you don't mind that much, just get it.

Because at the moment when I saw the samurai sword, I had a plan in mind.

Prepare your brother at once. He came back in less than two hours and brought three sets of uniforms. He happened to know a friend working in the police station and borrowed them after greeting him.

In the evening, the village was very busy, because everyone knew that the village head invited a master to give the body of the head contractor extra tolerance.

I went out of the villa and watched carefully to see what was sacred?

In this way, I suddenly felt dumb. The Taoist in yellow robe came here. However, it seems that the Taoist is not very authentic. Although he is well equipped, he has peach wood sword and gossip mirror.

But the beard on his face was obviously pasted on, with a beer belly, and he took a few steps to burp.

It's a hell of a man to be able to do something like this.

However, the village head is respectful to the Taoist. If the Taoist farts, the village head can listen to it as an edict.

Li Mazi asked me if this guy would want to cheat the things in the Yan King's execution ground, right? He felt that at the command of the Taoist priest, the village head would give everything away.

I smiled and said, "don't worry! There will be a good show later. "

The Taoist quickly set up the altar of Dharma, grabbed the peach and wooden sword and jumped up and down like a monkey.

I'm a little funny to see him forming Taoist fingerprints into orchid fingers. I don't think this guy has any skills. He just swindles money in the surrounding towns.

After dancing for a while, the Taoist suddenly stopped and said, "dare to harm the people in the countryside! See how I can clean you up. "

After that, he jumped into the pit of the Yan King's execution ground, climbed up for a long time, looked exhausted, and held the samurai sword that I made my brother pee in his hand.

"The culprit has been found." The Taoist threw the samurai sword to the ground: "it's all the spirits attached to the sword who are doing mischief! The ghost used to be a butcher. When he was killing pigs, he accidentally fell into a big pot and burned himself to death. So he looked for a substitute everywhere. Don't worry, I've beaten him to death. "

The villagers immediately cheered, and the village head ran up to say good words and put the money into the Taoist's hands.

But the Taoist waved: "money is like dirt to the poor. If you folks really want to thank me, you can give me all the things in the Yan King's execution ground, so that I can slowly surpass these undead. "

The village head nodded at once and said it was OK.

Pockmarked Li was nervous for a while. He grabbed my arm and cried, "if something really falls into someone else's hands, won't we come here for nothing?"?

I told Pockmarked Li not to worry. The Taoist couldn't take anything.

Pockmarked Li was very suspicious of what I said, but seeing how confident I was, he didn't say much, just looked at the death penalty.

Just as the villagers prepared to go down and carry out the things in the Yan King's execution ground and give them to the Taoist, I saw that the Taoist was shivering for a while, and his expression gradually became painful.

To the last pain, even the teeth are biting cackle.

The village head was very curious. He immediately asked the Taoist what happened?

Taoist priest as like as two peas, but not a word, just looked at the knights on the ground with a head in a crooked eye.

In the end, he even bent down and held the sword high.

The village head was even more surprised and patted the Taoist on the shoulder: "master, are you doing it again?"

The Taoist suddenly looked up and smiled a strange smile at the village head.

A hoarse voice sprang out of his throat, which did not look like the Taoist's own voice at all: "baga!"

After that, the Taoist then raised his sword and chopped at the village head.

The village head was startled and scared. However, the Taoist was still holding the samurai sword and shouted out words we didn't understand from time to time. But I have guessed that it should be Japanese.The villagers are also stupid. I didn't expect that the master who is high above has turned into such a figure. There are three or four young people going to pull the scaffold.

However, the Taoist seems to have lost his mind. His strength is so great that three or four people can't hold him down.

In a short time, he cut several people and screamed at the scene. The villagers fled.

Immediately, Pockmarked Li was happy: "brother Zhang, are you really a God? That's what you want me to see, right? How did you expect this. "

I smiled and said, "can you stay in your urine for an hour without getting angry?"

I was worried about the trouble. In case of human life, I immediately sent a message to my brother: "let him find a way to sprinkle the realgar powder on the blade."

The brother immediately took several people to hold the Taoist temporarily, and then sprinkled a whole bag of Realgar on the samurai sword.

The Taoist gradually stopped struggling and began to foam when he fell to the ground.

When the village head saw the situation, he immediately lifted up the Taoist priest and left with him.

I took a breath of relief and lit a cigarette.

After all the others left, they came over with their brothers sweating and asked me what to do next? After that, he knew that there were people outside the mountain.

I laughed and snuffed out the cigarette: "let's go, it's time for us to go!"

After that, I quickly gave the police uniform to the patient, so that my brother and Pockmarked Li would also change.

Although they couldn't understand what I was going to do, they did the same.

I picked up the samurai Dao and said coldly, "this Dao is a real Japanese craft, but small Japan has surrendered for decades. How could their Dao be left in China?"

Pockmarked Li and his brother looked at each other and didn't know how to explain for a while.

I sighed: "well, send this knife back to Japan one day, let it go back to its hometown! This season, I think the cherry blossom of Mount Fuji is in full bloom. "

Finish saying, I wiped the realgar on the blade, wrapped the blade with a cloth, and took them home.

Back home, Pockmarked Li and his brother stared at me, speechless.

I put the samurai sword on the coffee table carefully, and then I said, "along the way, you must have a lot of questions to ask?"

Pockmarked Li nodded and said, "not only many problems, but now my brain is short circuited. Young brother, don't be a traitor. Tell us the origin of this Dao and what happened to the surrender of Japan. "

I smiled and nodded.

In fact, this Dao is not an ordinary Samurai Dao.

It's a knife specially used by Japanese soldiers to commit suicide by cutting their bellies. It's called snake cultivating knife.

The reason why I judged that this knife was used to commit suicide was because of the blood on the blade.