C57 All Roads Lead to the Same Destination

In the late autumn evening, a man dressed in rough linen clothes walked in the evening wind with a metal chain in his hand.

At the end of the metal chain was a dog, a dog that should have been very fierce. At this moment, it could not be fierce no matter what. Because a bloody wound had been cut on its forehead by a sharp object. Half of the tusks in its mouth had fallen off, and its four limping legs were slowly dragged along the rough ground.

Its eyes were filled with sadness, as if it had already predicted the arrangement of fate. The big man came to an old residence and tied the dog firmly to a stone pillar in front of the door. The stone pillar was originally painted with red paint, but now it was variegated. Obviously, no one had lived here for many years.

Half of the plaque on the door had fallen to the ground, and the half hanging in the air had a vague word written in willow.

The big man took down the knife from his waist, took out a whetstone, and sat down on the ground, sharpening the knife. The big black dog watched helplessly as the big man was sharpening the knife faster and faster.

This was obviously a butcher, and this dog. . . It was unknown where he got this wild dog.

"Hehe, good boy, you're lucky to have met me. Not everyone is as clean as me. " The big man laughed as he sprinkled some water on the knife.

After saying that, he raised the blade in his hand high up into the air, and the shiny blade of the blade was aimed at the big black dog's neck. Smoke was curling up from the kitchen not far away. Most of the people had cooked delicious food at this time, but the big man had come here to kill a dog when he was eating.

The black dog made a begging sound, but it seemed to be in vain. The blade flashed, and blood gushed out. It was not the blood of the dog, but the big black dog was still whining and begging. However, its expression had obviously changed. The big man could hardly believe his eyes.

A man actually reached his arm in front of the dog and took a hit from him. The big guy looked at the person in front of him with cold sweat all over his body, and his heart suddenly pounded. The person blocking his knife in front of him was actually an old man.

On the forehead of the old man, his face was covered with wrinkles like a climbing tiger. The hair on his temples had already turned white, but the top of his head was a large empty space. His eyes that were filled with joy and anger were already cloudy and unclear.

The old man used his left hand to block the bloody knife, his right hand to sweep the broom, but he was still sweeping away the fallen leaves on the ground.

The big man was a bit scared and shouted: "You, you don't want your life anymore, do you? Let me see if this arm is going to break" Saying so, he threw down the knife in his hand and quickly pulled the old man's hand over.

The old man chuckled: "Little brother, it seems a bit inappropriate to kill dogs here!"

The big man tore off the cloth on his body to bandage the old man's wound as he asked, "I killed a dog. What did I do next to this place? As for you, even if you have nothing to do, you still have to learn from others to be a knife. Who are you trying to do that for? Is it worth it for a dog?"

The old man's expression remained unchanged. He said indifferently, "Do you think I am a dog? Then you're wrong! I'm doing this for the hundred people who should have lived a bright and beautiful life on this land! "

The big man tied a knot on the old man's wound and said with a smile: "It's done! Just go and apply some medicine in a few days. What did you just say? More than a hundred people? What do you think this place is? Isn't it just a run-down house!"

The old man's expression suddenly changed. The hand that held the broom was also constantly clenching. However, after a while, the old man's expression returned to its original state. He sighed: "Right here, the place you are stepping on. . . There were countless heroes who came, although they are all gone now, But because they came here before, this place has already been tainted by their heroic spirit. Such a place, Isn't it a bit unreasonable to use dog blood to pollute it?"

The big man looked around and laughed involuntarily, "What's wrong? What kind of hero would there be here? Uncle, you better sweep your land properly. Me, continue to kill my dog. "

After saying this, the big man had already wiped away the blood on the edge of the knife. His face once again revealed an indifferent expression. Before the light of the knife arrived, the knife had already brought people three steps back. When it was only three steps away, the knife in the big man's hand had already cut down. But it did not even touch a single hair of the big black dog.

On the other hand, the big black dog was getting more and more energetic, as if it knew that it was being protected by someone, so it became more and more fearless. It kept roaring angrily, but the old man smiled and said: "This place has another name, Shadowless Manor. Twenty years ago, if you had lived in the martial arts world, you would know what Shadowless Manor means!"

The big man's face suddenly darkened. The old man was about to laugh. He thought he understood. Unexpectedly, the big man angrily said: "Old man, How old do you think I am? I am only twenty five today. You asked me what happened twenty years ago, what the hell do I know? Besides, I've never been in the martial arts world, but I think this place is so shabby. It must not be a good place. "

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his whole body seemed to be trembling in anger. However, he did not flare up. Instead, he walked forward and picked up the scattered willow characters on the ground. After stroking them a few times, he put them back in place.

The burly man could clearly see that when the old man put them back, the place he held them in his hand had already sunk deeply. It was obvious that this was not the first time he had touched it. Even though the old man had not taken half a step into the manor for so many years, this half a plate seemed to be his lifelong concern.

The big man hesitated and said: "You, uh, what is your relationship with this manor? It seems you are not a passerby!"

The old man stared at the plaque and sighed, "I grew up here, and I have everything here. I have also lost everything here. "

The big man couldn't help but be shocked and ask: "Could it be, could it be that you are the owner of this manor?"

The old man laughed and shook his head. He said softly to the big black dog, "Here, even if you are a dog, you are still a noble dog. Most of the time, you don't have to be the master, you can have everything you want. "

When the big man heard this, he laughed to himself. "Hehe, you old man, you look honest. You are not honest when you speak out of anger. If you are not the master, then are you a servant? How dare you say that you have everything under your control when you are a servant? "

The old man had already walked to the big black dog's side. He stared at the big black dog for a long time before saying, "This dog's fur seems to be a little messy. "

The big man frowned and said, "What's wrong? You want to eat dog meat? Then you have to wait for me to kill the dog, wash it, and set up the pot. Right, it depends on my mood. After all, it was me who killed the dog!"

The old man chuckled. In the blink of an eye, He had already arrived at the burly man's side. It was only in the blink of an eye that he snatched the saber from the burly man's hand. With three swishing sounds, the saber had already returned to the burly man's hand. The blade of the saber had not been touched by a single leaf, while the dog's messy dog fur had already become uniform. It had a certain shape and looked very fashionable.

The big man swallowed his throat and widened his eyes. He looked at the old man's hand, which had been cut by him. It was this hand that had done all of this in an instant. He could not even see it clearly.

"Sir, oh, no, hero. You just. . . " The big man did not even have the time to wipe his sweat, he was glad that he was not too reckless.

The old man sighed: "Compared to my master, this is just a small trick. Now, you should believe what I said. "

The big man kept nodding his head. However, the knife in his hand had already fallen to the ground, and his legs were trembling slightly.

The old man pointed at the knife on the ground and sighed: "If I were you, I would never have dropped the knife in my hand on the ground. My blade will only fall on the ground on the day I die "

The big man's Adam's apple rolled up and down. His heart was already half cold. At this moment, what he feared the most was hearing. Death! But now, he had heard it. His knees had unknowingly bent. The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at everything in front of him. He did not say anything.

Suddenly, with a plop, the big man fell to his knees and shouted, "Master, please accept me as your disciple. "

The old man was stunned for a moment before he continued to sweep the floor silently. Seeing that there was no response, the big man could only kowtow continuously and shout, "Master! You are my master! My brother was killed by a traitor, and my whole family was also killed. I beg Master to help me!"

The old man sighed and said," Isn't it my own revenge? "

The big man said, "Master, besides killing a dog, I don't dare to do anything else. My family is in Gusu City, where there are many blade artists. But from what I see, none of them can be compared to you, master. "

The old man's hand that was sweeping the floor had stopped. It seemed like he had stopped when he heard the word 'Gusu'.

The burly man continued, "What's wrong? You don't believe me? In the past, the young master of my main family used to practice his saber in the Gudu Family. Although he was also powerful, he was definitely no match for my master. "

The old man's eyes were filled with blood. He ran forward and asked with a fierce voice, "What? Did you just say Dugu? Do you know people from the Dugu family?"

The big man lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly. He gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "More than that, more than that, my brother was. . . Sigh!"

The old man's expression seemed to be a little relaxed. He slowly let go of the big man's clothes. He said indifferently. "Since you want to learn saber techniques, then promise me one thing"

The big man's eyes widened and said seriously: "Not to mention one, even if it's ten million. . . "

Before he could finish, the old man interrupted him: "I only need you to promise me one thing, and that is to kill the master of Dugu family!"

The burly man took two steps back. His lips trembled as he said. "But, but I'm afraid I don't have the ability"

The old man coughed twice and a knife suddenly appeared in his hand. The big man stood at the side in a daze. When did this knife come from him? He didn't even know.

The old man said: "Humans are like knives, if you don't have a strong heart, then don't be a knife that kills people, just continue to kill dogs"

The big man gritted his teeth: He said in a stern voice: "Okay! Master, I'm willing! I, Lee Gan, swear today that I will kill the people of Dugu family with my own hands! "

The old man didn't smile, he just looked at the distant sunset.