It’s too late to regret now. The mountain ghost should have come back in the next few days. That’s when it’s time to fulfill the contract.

"Senior brother, get up quickly! Don't sleep!"

Just as Shen Qiu was thinking, Qingqing's cheerful screams woke him up from his sleep.

Chen Qiu turned his head and saw Qingqing raising his left hand proudly. On her slender wrist, there was an exquisite black bracelet with a launching port and seeing things like a machine spring.

"Look! Brother Shangui brought me a gift, saying it was for me to defend myself."

The girl Qingqing pointed out at the door and said to Chen Qiu:

"He brought you back with weapons."

"oh?"

Chen Qiu blinked in surprise. Is his relationship with Shan Gui so good that he can give each other gifts?

Is this the strategy 50% over?

Under Qingqing's urging, Chen Qiu got out of the bed, put on his shoes, walked out of the door, and saw a dark horse tied to the hillside, and the mountain ghost was sitting on the chair next to him reading a book.

At his feet, there were a few bags of rice, some fruits, a few sets of black gowns, and two hand axes.

"Oh, this trip has been rewarding a lot."

Chen Qiu walked towards the mountain ghost with a smile.

The latter looked up and glanced at him, picked up the book, pointed to the words circled on the page, and asked in a hoarse voice:

"What do these words mean?"

"Yeah, let me see."

Chen Qiu took the book and the book was obviously read many times, with obvious wrinkles. He looked at the words circled by the mountain ghost, and he said:

"Dao Yi Chengying?"

Chen Qiu's eyes jumped suddenly, and then landed on the black long sword at the hand of the mountain ghost.

He thought about it and explained:

"Chengying should be the name of a sword. I heard that Chengying is one of the famous swords in ancient times. It is said that when the sword is completed, the dragon parted in Chengying, and the geese fall and forget to return, so it is named Chengying."

This is Chen Qiu’s modern memory. Things like the top ten famous swords have long been flooded in modern society.

He said as he remembers:

"It is said that when Chengying waves, there is only a sword shadow but no sword light. There is a shadow invisible. It is an assassin's sword. The Taoist weapon should refer to a Taoist object, which describes it as quite spiritual or Taoist."

As Chen Qiu spoke, he saw the mountain ghost's gaze also landing on the black sword at hand. When he raised his head, he happened to look at Shen Qiu's smiling eyes.

The mountain ghost suddenly turned his head, as if some secret in his heart had been discovered.

This action made Chen Qiu smile at the corner of his mouth, but it flashed away.

He guessed it right.

When the mountain ghost was studying, it seemed that he was also exploring a secret by himself, and that secret should be related to the sword in his hand.

"That, midnight tonight."

Chen Qiu secretly glanced at Qingqing, who was playing with the exquisite hidden weapon in his hand not far behind him. He lowered his voice, put his left hand on the shoulder of the mountain ghost, and said softly:

"I will go to the appointment."

"Um?"

The mountain ghost raised his head and looked at Chen Qiu. After a moment, he said hoarsely:

"You can't escape and you will die!"

"That's mine."

Chen Qiu grabbed the axe at his hand and waved it twice. He said to the mountain ghost:

"If I die, you will send Qingqing back to Suzhou for me, how about?"

The mountain ghost ignored Chen Qiu anymore. He looked at the book and whispered a few seconds later:

"Can."

After receiving the guarantee from Shan Gui, Chen Qiu grabbed two hand axes and carried the thing to his house.

These two axes are quite compatible, but for a 16-year-old boy who is still growing, it is still a bit heavy. Long-term swing will definitely exhaust your energy quickly.

If Chen Qiu had not been focusing on his energy while practicing the past few days, and with the blessing of true qi, he would probably have been exhausted for one minute.

After all, weapons like axe have been used by non-strong generals since ancient times.

But with two axes, the eighteen black wind axe styles passed down by Lu Buji have a real place to use. Chen Qiu doesn't need to hold the axe in one hand and pinch the other hand to make a decision so embarrassing.

Speaking of which, no wonder these knights always have to pinch sword tricks when dancing swords.

It was only in actual combat that it was really embarrassing to fight when flying with one hand and not know what to do with the other hand.

Chen Qiu held two hand axes, closed the door, lay on the bed, and fell asleep again.

In his dream, the phantom of the mountain ghost has taken shape again.

Before midnight tonight, he still has three chances to experience the mountain ghost sword technique. I hope that when that guy went down the mountain this time, he would not have a sudden enlightenment and change the sword technique starting style.

That night, Qingqing fell asleep with the gift given by Brother Shan Gui, Chen Qiu washed his face with cold water, carried two axes, and walked to the top of the hillside in the stars.

The mountain ghost was already waiting for him there.

The night wind is fluttering, and with the moonlight, you can see the mountain ghost standing on the hillside, facing away from Chen Qiu, as if looking into the distance.

He had a ghost face on his face, black hair was flying behind him, holding a sword in his left hand.

Under the moonlight, the black long sword seemed to be like there was no sword blade, with only a sword shadow that was darker than the night.

The Taoist instrument inherits shadow.

Chen Qiu didn't know where this sword came from, but judging from previous experiences, this sword with a dark and unique appearance was definitely not an ordinary thing.

This Taihang Mountain ghost is also a person with great adventures.

"You're here."

"Um."

"I don't think you should come or not."

“I have my reasons.”

"Reason? Is it more important than life?"

"If you don't get rid of your mind, you're afraid that life is worse than death."

"Mental disorder? What does the inner demon mean? I am your inner demon?"

"No, you're not."

Chen Qiu tightly held the sharp axe in his hand, and he said:

"But you can help me get rid of my heart."

The mountain ghost stopped talking.

He looked at Chen Qiu in front of him. The man stood in a strange posture, unstable lower plate, weak arms, and a weak breath, and flawed all over his body.

But compared to when he first met Chen Qiu, he felt like he was a different life.

Chen Qiu at that time was just a waste who was not good at martial arts.

But today, he is already a warrior.

Even though he was just starting out, he really had a breath that only experienced the hardships of life and death. Those eyes had already shined brightly than when he first met.

Just like a candlelight is just beginning to burn.

Although the flame is weak, it can always illuminate a ray of darkness.

How long has it been?

It's less than half a month... Is there really such a good martial artist in this world?

"Get the move!"

Chen Qiu roared, mobilized his true energy, waved his two axes, and rushed towards the mountain ghost flying at the corner of his clothes. The latter did not dodge or avoid it. When Shen Qiu stepped into the two-step sword surround, the mountain ghost raised his left hand.

Slash!

The autumn wind blows, and the grass shakes.

The mountain ghost has seen such a scene countless times, and he has no worries in his heart. He has seen the scene of Chen Qiu dying under the Chengying Sword.

That axe can't stop this Chengying Sword!

but...

"clang"

Chen Qiu pushed the true energy in his body, and he almost missed the sword.
To be continued...