The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

Jijian Ridge - the famous sword-making holy land in Huaxia and Jiuli, a paradise in the minds of local tyrants and sword cultivators.There are only swords you can't afford here, and there are no swords you can't find. No matter whether you are a rough man or a literary girl, there is always one that suits you.

However, for An Fu, who has been a sword attendant in Jijianling for 20 years, those peerless swords that are vying for by practitioners are all demons.

It must be said that now, he originally planned to oil the blade of Langya's sword, but as soon as he unlocked the door and stepped into the sword pavilion, the devil's sword named Dan Zhu was carried to the sword platform like a chicken and stood there. A large group of sword spirits staring at him surrounded him.Although these sword spirits are all good-looking, just like mushrooms, the more beautiful the more dangerous... An Fu tremblingly hugged the wooden barrel in his hand, "You... what are you going to do..."

The one called Kidney Deficiency, Ah Bu, the one called Shenxu who always likes to play handsome with a fan and smile harmlessly, "I heard that a distinguished guest came to Jijian Ridge recently?"

Anfu nodded slowly.

Another little fresh meat sword spirit Guisheng also came to his side, "I heard that this distinguished guest is not here to ask for a sword, but to seduce our master?"

An Fu quickly shook his head, because he felt that a certain sword was in the hidden sword pavilion, although there was no way to see it yet, "No... he is a friend... a friend of Lord Ling."

Danzhu grabbed the poor little sword waiter by the collar of his clothes, narrowed his beautiful and sharp eyes slightly, "Are you sure they are just friends? I have been here longer than you. When he came last time, he treated our master again. Kiss and hug, how to explain?"

"...No matter who he is, the Lord of the Mountains has already ordered you to stay in the Jiange well. You don't make excuses to go out and make trouble..." An Fu mustered up his courage and shouted out all the words the Lord of the Mountains asked him to say. Then I saw Dan Zhu Yeyan smile.

The last time he saw Dan Zhu laughing like this, he was hung by this unscrupulous sword spirit on a tree in the back mountain all night, and almost got supper by a ghost who went out to find food in the middle of the night.An Fu was immediately discouraged, "But...but my heart is with you...I also think that such and such a princess is too annoying...I support you~~~" An Fu's thumbs in both hands With the index finger together, he made a gesture of love... "Danzhu, you scared him." The gentle voice, like the sound of nature, sounds like the angels among the sword spirits suffering from Lingzhu mania— —The sword spirit of Langya Sword.An Fu immediately looked at Langya Sword with tears in his eyes, and the latter gave him a gentle smile, "An Fu, you also know that Danzhu always has a few days of temper every month. He asked you what, you should be honest."

"I really don't know what the relationship between Lord Ling and that Palace Lord who wards off evil... It's also the first time I've seen him, I heard that he's been chasing Lord Lord..." His voice was getting weaker and weaker, because he saw Seeing the scariest sword, the sword spirit slowly walked out from the shadow in the corner, swallowed involuntarily, feeling that the air was a bit thin.

In fact, the so-called "scary" sword spirit is quite elegant and handsome, with plain clothes and green hair, and a gorgeous temperament. He doesn't look like a sword spirit, but looks more like an immortal cultivator than Lingzhu.Although he is as bright as the moon in the clouds, he has a natural aloofness, but when he speaks, he is not lacking in kindness and softness, especially when he smiles, no one in the world can refuse such a gentle smile.

However, as I said before, the more beautiful the more troublesome.If Danzhu's all kinds of domineering are still open and aboveboard, this sword spirit of Wen Xiujian is so bad that there is no trace of it, and it is natural.

For example, the last time a self-proclaimed rising star of the Huaxia Immortal Clan, the beloved disciple of the elder of the Donghua School, a cultivator known as Master Hanyue, came to ask for a sword, and he fell in love with this Wenxiu sword.Of course, Lord Ling's preference for Wenxiu sword is well known throughout the city, so it's impossible to give it to him, but Mr. Hanyue has a noble status and a good cultivation level, so he feels that this is the sword he cultivated in this life He didn't want to leave without this sword, and the other mountain master was really upset for a while, smashing vases in several rooms behind his back.

The Lord of the Ridge is a person who can curse at people for three days and three nights in one breath when he is usually angry, but this Donghua faction is one of the loyal customers of Jijian Ridge, and he seems to have helped the Lord and the others fight Bai Ze before , can't be too shameless.The leader of the mountain had no place to use his mouth skills, so he became very angry. For several days in a row, these servants were trembling, for fear of being accidentally injured.Until a certain Tianwen Xiujian took the initiative to invite Master Hanyue to enjoy the moon and drink. The son was drunk, and when he woke up, he found himself lying with a shy little demon, and his clothes were disheveled and full of spring marks.

That Young Master Hanyue never mentioned the word "Jijianling" to anyone again.

An Fu came back to his senses, and found that Wen Xiujian was already standing in front of him halfway with his hands in his hands, and asked slowly, "You said, the master of the evil spirit palace has been chasing the master?"

"……Yes……"

"How long?"

"I heard from Jiao Ling... It seems that the two of them have a deep relationship, and they knew each other before the Battle of Bai Ze... It seems that he saved the life of the Lingzhu, and the Lingzhu also helped him to break the curse..." An Fu wondered why he was always humble in front of the sword spirit even though he was a good sword attendant.They are nothing but swords.

Even the Ling Lord doesn't have the aura of this Wenxiu sword... A dull light flashed across Wenxiu's eyes like Shenquan Jingliu, and An Fu suspected that it was some kind of jealousy?

Langya cleared his throat, and comforted him, "Xiaoxiu, it's normal for a rich and handsome master like you to have several suitors. Don't think too much about it."

Danzhu sneered, "This one is different. Although he doesn't come very often, it can be seen that the master has a good impression of him. Moreover, this person is very cunning. The one who took the Green Snake Sword away earlier He was the one who found the snake demon named Qiao Jiashu, and he was also the one who sent a moon-by-month guardian to haunt me all day long to drive a wedge between me and my master!"

"Um... that... it seems that you were voluntarily pestered by others, and it seems that you are the one who makes them unable to walk every time. You can't be so heartless as a sword..." Kidney Xu complained beside him. .

"Hmph... I was just playing around."

"Then why were you so angry last time when the guardian gave a flower to the uncle's daughter in the cafeteria? He didn't get out of bed for three days?"

"Shut up! I haven't started talking about that fox king who comes here every now and then to see you!"

"That's his idleness, what does it have to do with me!"

"It's nothing to do with you, don't blush~"

There was a lot of noise in that room, and the darkness in Wen Xiujian's eyes in this room deepened... Although his expression was calm and peaceful, An Fu still felt that he had better take this opportunity to report a letter to Lord Ling, and don't look back. Killing people... He took advantage of Wen Xiujian's unaware that he was thinking about some evil plans, so he carefully climbed down the sword platform, slid out of the wall, and managed to get to the door, but the door opened and came in The Longyuan Sword and Pojun Sword that came back from patrolling.Long Yuan frowned at the loud noise, "What's wrong?"

Lang Ya let out a long sigh, "They are discussing the evil warding palace master who came to hook up with the master today."

Gui Sheng also shrugged and said, "But the topic seems to have been brought up to some other strange things as usual..."

At this time Wenxiu suddenly spoke, and said quietly, "Don't make noise." Suddenly the whole room fell silent, and all the swords looked at him.

Seeing that the swords were quiet, he gave a second order, "Breaking the army, capture Anfu."

Po Jun's action was much faster than his brain, and he pulled An Fu back who had just stepped out of the threshold.An Fu pursed his lips, "Master Jian...what are you going to do!"

Wenxiu smiled lovingly at An Fu, with a gentle voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm just borrowing something from you."

That night, Yajiu, the lord of Jianling Ridge, and Yin Fushu, the lord of Banxie Palace, watched the moon by the volcanic lake.The reflection of a lonely jade plate in Zhongtian is reflected on the undulating water surface. The reeds dance gently with the warm evening wind in early summer. Occasionally, fish jump out of the water, disturbing the tranquility of the pool.

Yin Fushu filled Yajiu again with the pear blossom wine he brought this time, "I heard that besides Sheng Wenxiu, you also left five life souls?"

Ya Jiu gulped it down, let out an intoxicated sigh, and replied, "That's right. Except for Qiu Mushuang, who hasn't awakened yet, all other swords have already awakened."

"Including him?"

"Including him."

Yin Fushu chuckled twice, "How does it feel to be the master?"

Ya Jiu smacked his mouth a few times, "Now I finally know how difficult it was for the master before."

"Did you know that there is a ranking of the top ten happiest men in the world among the Chinese immortals? Do you rank first? Those sword masters think that you have so many peerless swords, each with different talents, and they all envy you to death."

"You want them to come and try to be the Lord of Tiantian Mountain?" Ya Jiu rolled his eyes, and sighed old-fashionedly, "When I was a sword spirit before, I didn't realize how possessive my soul is after turning into a sword spirit. Qiang... You don’t even know that if anyone dares to come within a foot of me over the years, those stinky boys can put that person to death with knives. It made me unable to make any friends in the past 30 years.”

Yin Fushu opened his eyes slightly, "No way, maybe Sheng Wenxiu is the same."

"Don't mention it..." Ya Jiu rubbed his temples as if he had a headache, "But I finally made it step by step. Now, except for Qiu Mushuang who has not woken up, everyone else has started a new life. To be honest, I don't know I'm surprised that Qiu Mushuang's soul is also there, I guess Wenxiu took advantage of the chaos and took it in... I don't know how Long Yuan will react when he sees Qiu Mushuang."

"Longyuan..." Yin Fushu murmured the name in a low voice, but his eyes were projected into the distant moonlight.Ya Jiu lowered his eyes slightly, "Do you think of Bai Ze?"

It has been 30 years since the great battle that decided the fate of the world. In these 30 years, they have been busy, and they have never mentioned the word Bai Ze to each other.Ya Jiu knew that for Yin Fushu, Bai Ze was a wound that could never heal.

Yin Fushu nodded quietly, "Recently, I'm not as busy as before, but I think of this name more and more often."

Yajiu wanted to pour wine for Yin Fushu, but found that the wine jug was empty, so he called An Fu who was next to him to come and get the wine jug to decorate with wine.An Fu came over with his head down, Ya Jiu noticed that he was carrying a sword wrapped in a cloth cover on his back, frowned, but said nothing.

He turned his head to look at Yin Fushu, and asked tentatively, "Have you regretted it? You chose to stop him at the beginning."

Yin Fushu shook his head, his face, which was always unrestrained, now showed a little helplessness and sadness, "I knew he was gone since he killed so many people that I was supposed to protect in order to revive me. It's too far away. Whether it's a human life or a demon's life, it doesn't matter to him anymore. You know, I'd rather die than live that way."

He never talked about that period of the past, is he ashamed to mention it?

But he suddenly smiled and waved his hand, "Everything is over. Whether it's right or wrong."

Yeah, it's all over.The most painful days have passed, and there is endless hope in the future.

At this moment, An Fu brought the wine, and first filled the crow's nine.At this time, Yin Fushu gently held Yajiu's hand, and smiled charmingly, "Little Yaya, do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

With a crackling sound, An Fu actually pinched the wine glass in his hand drunk... Ya Jiu slightly opened his mouth.

"I'm sorry..." An Fu threw the fragments on the ground without changing his expression, picked up another wine glass from the tray next to him, poured good wine for Yin Fushu smoothly, and then stepped back, guarding a few steps away .

"Anfu..." Ya Jiu looked at his little sword servant hesitantly, "Does your hand matter?"

"No problem."

The voice was slightly cold... Ya Jiu asked again, "Why are you carrying a sword?"

"Master...Didn't you tell me to watch Mushuangjian's movement at all times, Master Ling, and notify you as soon as there is any sign of awakening?"

"Then you don't have to recite it all the time..." Ya Jiu didn't say this, because the other party's expression was so upright and a little cold...it seemed different from the usual Anfu...but after drinking so much After drinking too much, Ya Jiu's mind was also a little slow, and he couldn't figure out why for a while.

At this time, the nymphomaniac drank the wine that Anfu poured for him, and used the demonic face that turned all sentient beings upside down, and repeatedly fired at Ya Jiu, "It's been a long time since I heard you play the flute. I still remember when you played the flute to lull me to sleep in the pear blossom forest. Happiness……"

Yin Fushu, who was busy discharging electricity, suddenly felt a little cold all over his body, as if he was being stared at by something sinister.However, he was too busy seducing Ya Jiu, and didn't pursue this little bit of strangeness.

"It's not because you pretended to be a young gentleman."

"I can also become a young lady now."

"...I'm not a pedophile."

"Let's play a song~"

Ya Jiu couldn't stand the nymphomaniac's soft and hard pao, took the bamboo flute from his waist, and put it to his lips.In the aroma of pear wine, the melodious neon clothes and feathers fluttered on the water, dancing lightly, shattering the moonlight.At the perfect time to pick up a girl in heat, the nymphomaniac suddenly lost the chain.

His expression changed, and he rushed towards the toilet at a speed of [-] meters.And never came out the next night.

In the early morning of the next day, Ya Jiu angrily kicked open the gate of the Cangjian Pavilion, pushed aside the sword spirits who were gathering to play Pai Gow, and strode up to Wenxiu who was playing the piano with his eyes closed.

"When did you have the ability to invade other people's consciousness?!"

All the swords were silent.Wenxiu calmly withdrew his hands, and the lingering voice lingered, "Master, I don't understand what you said."

"I've already asked An Fu. His behavior last night was beyond his control." Ya Jiu lowered his eyes and said in a cold voice, "He would never have the guts to give my guest laxatives."

Wenxiu stood up slowly, a head taller than Lingzhu.Ya Jiu suddenly felt that his aura could not be suppressed... "Master, I am doing it for your own good." Wen Xiu said calmly but firmly, as if what he said was the truth of the universe, "That Yin Fushu is uneasy and kind to you. "

Ya Jiu laughed back angrily, folded his arms in leisurely manner, tilted his head, looked at his former master and now Wenxiu Sword Spirit, and said word by word, "It's my lord's business to be uneasy and kind to my lord, you , but my sword."

Everyone was shocked.

Seeing Wenxiu's pale face, he suddenly felt a strange feeling of revenge.

No matter how many times I watch my master eat vinegar, I will never get tired of it... Is this also a kind of disease... Ya Jiu laughed wildly in his heart: Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and reincarnation is good. The witty answer was simply overwhelming.It's just that the moment he stepped out of the hidden sword pavilion, he was a little soft-hearted.

Will it be too heavy to say?

After condolences to the nympho who was still limp, Ya Jiu began to toss and turn in the middle of the night.In the direction of the hidden sword pavilion in the distance, there is a faint melancholy sound of the piano, which is continuous and endless.

He cursed in a low voice, put on his clothes, opened the door, and his figure disappeared into the misty night.

No matter how difficult the years are, they are buried in the wheel of fate, and new hope spreads endlessly beyond the horizon like blue sky and white clouds.

Will those dark secrets be revealed one day?No one knows.It's like we don't know whether each of our choices is correct, and we don't know where our destiny will flow.

But at least for now, everyone has the courage to live hard.

That's enough, isn't it.

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