In front of a small house, Ghost Cry stopped.

The gate is as red as new, and the two stone pier door gods at the door are a little older.

Looking at the crying light of the ghost, Cai Wei looked at the door: "Brother ghost, this house ......"

A smile appeared on Ghost Cry's face, and Yang An's memories appeared in his mind one by one. Every time his father and mother came home, he would rush here from Yangjia Village to spend some time with his father, and when his father and mother left, he returned to Yangjia Village.

"Let's go. He said.

Climbing up the stairs, the door is locked, and it is a new lock.

The ghost cried and drew his knife and slashed, and the door lock was broken.

Pushed open the door and walked in.

In the courtyard is covered with a thick layer of snow, and an evergreen tree still exudes green vitality.

Walked straight up to the lobby and pushed the door open.

There is no dust as expected, and the floor, tables and chairs are often wiped and clean.

Ghost Cry suddenly rushed forward two steps, stepped on the table and rose into the air, and when it was more than a foot high, he kicked on the wall again, and his body rose again, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hung on the beam of the house.

He then removed a box from the beam and rolled over.

"Girl, come here. ”

Cai Wei at the door walked over, Ghost Cry put the box on the table and opened it, and a long sword lay quietly in it.

This long sword is like a long bamboo, and the hilt and scabbard are connected to each other.

Oniwai took out his sword and slowly drew it.

Brush~~

In the cheerful voice, the desolate frost-like blade was spit out by the scabbard. With a soft sound, the sword was finally completely unsheathed.

This sword is thinner than an ordinary sword, and the spine is thicker, so the weight is no different from that of an ordinary line. Above, the delicate pattern is like a cloud, exuding a strange brilliance.

"This is the green bamboo sword of Mount Emei, it is said to come from the hand of the long-eyebrow monkey, it is one of the 12 green bamboo swords that are passed down, and it is a rare good sword. Ghost Cry put the scabbard aside, his fingers slowly stroked the cold as ice blade, and with a flick of it, there was a crisp clanging sound.

As soon as she heard this voice, Cai Wei's eyes lit up: "It's really a good sword." ”

Ghost Cry nodded: "My father and mother gave me this sword, but I have never used it, and now I give it to you." ”

"Really?" Cai Wei's joy was indescribable, she was not only happy that this was a good sword, but more importantly, the meaning of this sword.

"Hmm. The ghost cried and nodded.

Cai Wei grabbed the sword and looked at the sword at her waist again, a little embarrassed.

The sword she was using was just ordinary. Today, even after repeated polishing, the blade is no longer as sharp as it used to be.

But after all, people have feelings, and after a long time, it is always a little difficult to give up.

"Take it with you, come with me to a place, send it there, it will be a good place to go. ”

"Hmm. Cai Wei nodded.

The two walked out of the hall, the big black horse yawned in the courtyard, and at the gate of the courtyard, there was a person.

The man was five short, thick and strong, more than seven feet tall, and his face was full of beard like a needle. As if it was freezing today, he was only wearing a single coat, and his face was covered with sweat and steaming.

Seeing this person, a smile appeared on the ghost crying face: "Uncle!"

He is Yang An's uncle, Yang An's father's cousin, but he is like a sibling, because he is the oldest in the village, so he is called the eldest brother by Yang An's father. When Yang An was a child, he lived directly in this uncle's house most of the time.

At the same time, he is also the best blacksmith around the entire poor county, to be precise, a swordsmith, he can only fight swords, and the sword he makes is not a peerless sword, but it is sharp and durable, not easy to break, and it is not much better than the swords on the market.

Yang An's father's sword was fought by him. The sword used by Yang An to wash Zhangjiabao in blood was also hit by him.

Once, his black beard had turned gray, but he was still strong and athletic. Come to think of it, this small courtyard can still be kept clean, and it has nothing to do with him.

"Good boy. He grabbed Ghost Cry's arm, looked up and down, and after seeing the long knife on Ghost Cry's waist, he opened his mouth, stopped talking, and looked at Cai Wei: "An boy, this is your sister, right?"

"Hmm. The ghost cried and turned around to greet Cai Wei: "Girl, come here, this is the uncle." ”

"Uncle. ”

Looking at Cai Wei, who was pretty and a little heroic, and looking at the green bamboo sword in Cai Wei's hand, her eyes flashed with relief: "Good! good! good! What a beautiful little girl." ”

The ghost cried and introduced the big black horse to him: "This is the big black, the brother who came out of the battlefield with me." ”

The big black horse neighed, which was regarded as a greeting. Uncle Yang's face was full of surprise: "Good understanding of human nature, good buddy, good buddy!"

The big mouth came out of the suitcase, and Uncle Yang gasped: "Hey, this trouser belt will move." ”

"It's a big mouth. The ghost cried and said, "I am also waiting for your brother." ”

Walking in the rivers and lakes, it is inevitable to encounter some gods and ghosts. Although Uncle Yang didn't go to the rivers and lakes, he heard a lot of rumors and believed them, so he quickly accepted it, said hello, and looked up and down: "No mouth!"

The big mouth shook his head dissatisfied, and Uncle Yang laughed. After chatting with Ghost Cry for a few words, he patted Ghost Cry on the shoulder again: "You stinky boy, after a few letters, you cut off contact, and I thought you were dead outside." Dog's Day ......"

As he spoke, he dragged the ghost cry aside: "Didn't you say in the letter that you had married a daughter-in-law?

Ghost Cry shook his head: "She's gone, I brought her tablet over this time, hoping to send her to the ancestral hall at home." ”

Uncle Yang's hand froze, and the smile on his face disappeared: "That's it, okay, no matter what, it's all from our Yang family." ”

Uncle Yang's sword shop is in the county, and when he stayed in the sword shop, he heard someone say that the ghost was crying back, so he hurriedly came to see it.

They went to the sword shop, and the old sword in Cai Wei's hand was placed in the sword shop, and this sword will be recast here to become another new sword, which can be regarded as an alternative reincarnation.

Then, Uncle Yang closed the sword shop, and several people walked towards Yangjia Village together.

Yangjia Village is not far from the county seat, and it is reached by a sheep intestine road, and the whole journey is less than a stick of incense.

Like most other villages, Yangjia Village also has a wall, but this wall is not very high, and it serves more as a warning. The villagers trust their swords more than the walls.

In the winter, there is nothing to do with farming. This autumn, as usual, after a group of youkai who stole food became a powerful ghost in the hands of the villagers, it was a good harvest year.

I don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and I still have some free time, so I want to find something to do.

So they arrived at the entrance of the village, and several families called out their babies, and then, the ghost cried, and they saw the scene in front of them.