Six Ways of Fumo

Chapter 2015 Despairing Daoist
Only then did Prince Li and others come to their senses and began to compliment Qianlong together. All kinds of flattery flew everywhere.

Qianlong was not happy, and was a little afraid of Qingxu and this sword.

After a long while, Qianlong asked: "I dare to ask the great master, what will happen if I insist on wearing this sword?"

"Millions of corpses are lying on the ground, blood is flowing for thousands of miles, livelihoods are devastated, and the world is in catastrophe. Although God's power is outstanding, in the end, the Holy One will become a real loner." Qingxu said lightly.

"You..." Qianlong's expression changed drastically.

"The Holy One must have murderous intentions and want to kill me, right?" Qingxu avoided Qianlong's gaze, looked at the blood-swallowing knife on the table, and said: "This is the power of the blood-swallowing knife. The murderous intention in the Holy One's heart has already been Aroused. Fortunately, the Holy Spirit is generous in nature and has the righteousness of a king, so he can still suppress this murderous intention. Otherwise, I would have been killed at this moment. "

Qianlong was stunned again, then he smiled and waved his hand and said: "The great master is exaggerating. But...this knife is indeed weird. After understanding the secrets of heaven, does the real master know the final bad luck of this sword?"

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. The fortune of the Qing Dynasty is prosperous. The sun is in the sky, the sea is clear and the rivers are flowing, and the nine states are at peace. With the luck of the court and the power of the royal family suppressed, this sword is not a danger. In the hands of ordinary people, this sword is a murderous weapon. No matter how murderous he is, , in front of Tianwei, he also held back his breath." Qingxu smiled and pointed at Bu Zhenxin.

Bu Zhenxin is the owner of the blood-swallowing knife, but in front of the emperor, he is like a lapdog.This is what Qingxu calls the fate of the court and the power of the royal heaven.

Qianlong nodded slightly and said: "I understand. This knife can only be in the hands of a slave, not the master."

"What the Holy One said is absolutely true." Qingxu nodded and said: "This sword is currently beneficial and harmless to the court. The Holy One can let the Bu family hold this sword for generations to come."

"I wonder what will happen to this sword hundreds of years from now?" Prince Li asked tentatively.

Qingxu shook his head slightly and said: "The secrets of heaven are unpredictable, and I dare not make false claims."

In fact, Qingxu naturally knew that when the Qing Dynasty fell, the court's luck declined, and it could not suppress the blood-swallowing knife's murderous aura, and this knife would surely cause disaster.But you can't say this, because if you say it, Qianlong will turn his face.

Qianlong nodded, and ordered Bu Zhenxin to be rewarded heavily. He was asked to take the sword back with him, keep it safe, and be given the hereditary position of leader of the executioner team in the Ministry of Punishment.

So far, the Bu family has become the royal executioner.If mixed with a yellow mandarin jacket, it would be almost as prominent as a prince or minister.

Bu Zhenxin withdrew, and Qingxu also bowed his head and said goodbye, and said: "The Holy One is benevolent and benevolent. He is gentle to the world. His power is self-reliant and supported by all the people. Originally, there was no need for such a vicious sword. Now that the sword has returned to its original owner, it shows that the Holy One has shown his kindness to the world." You are magnanimous. I have nothing else to do, so I will take my leave."

Qianlong was so flattered by the compliment that he personally gave it to him.

After leaving Prince Li's Mansion, Qingxu deliberately took a detour and walked in front of Bu Zhenxin's door. He sighed secretly in his heart: "The knife is a good knife, but it is too tainted with murderous aura. It will definitely be a disaster in the future. Alas..."

Time flies, history changes, and in a blink of an eye, it is the end of the Qing Dynasty.

After many generations of inheritance, the Bu family is now prosperous and occupies an alley in Ximen.The hutong is also named after Bujia, and is called Bujia Hutong.

The current blood-swallowing knife is in the hands of Bu Youming, the head of the Bu family.Bu Youming has 78 cousins ​​of the same generation, which shows that the family is prosperous.

However, after Puyi, the last emperor of the Qing Dynasty, abdicated, murders began to continue in the Bucheng family, with brothers killing each other.Sometimes, several people would be killed for something as big as mung beans.

Moreover, inexplicable murders among passers-by often occur in Bujia Hutong, and incidents of drawing swords against each other over disagreements almost always happen in Bujia Hutong.

The patriarch Bu Youming used to be the executioner of the Ministry of Punishment, but after the collapse of the Qing Dynasty, the Ministry of Punishment naturally disappeared, and Bu Youming also retired.Seeing the tragedies happening in Bu's alley every day, Bu Youming was also very anxious. He ran around all day, putting out fires and mediating family disputes.

But the results were not great. In April [-], Bu Youming's cousins ​​once again broke out into a large-scale armed fight, killing dozens of people.

The provisional government at that time came with several carloads of soldiers and captured almost all the men in the Bu family. The rest were old, young, women and children.

Because Bu Youming was old and the leader of the clan, he was not arrested and stayed in Bu's alley to handle the funeral affairs.

Why did the Bu family suffer such a defeat?Bu Youming was puzzled.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, is anyone at home?" Voices suddenly came from outside the door.

Bu Youming stood up and walked to the door tremblingly, only to see a young Taoist standing in front of the door.

"Taoist priest, what's the matter with you?" Bu Youming asked.

"I'm here to ask for alms." The Taoist was only twenty-four or five years old, but he was very experienced and said calmly.

Bu Youming thought for a while, took out a silver dollar from his pocket, handed it to the Taoist, and said, "Take it, little master, let me make a good relationship."

However, the Taoist did not accept the silver coins and said with a smile: "What I want to turn into is your family's ancestral sword, the Blood Swallowing Knife."

"How do you, a Taoist, know that I have a sword in my house?" Bu Youming was surprised and asked.

The Taoist smiled and said: "The Bujia alley is filled with murderous intent, and people die every day. It is this blood-swallowing knife that is causing trouble. Old man, the retribution for your Bu family has come. Listen to me and bring me the blood-swallowing knife." It's your good fortune to leave. Otherwise, the entire Bu family will be cut off from their descendants."

"You are talking nonsense!" Bu Youming was horrified and shouted: "Who are you?"

"It's easy to say, I am Taoist Master Juexin of Xuyun Temple in Maoshan Mountain. I am here to resolve the murderous intent of the Blood-Swallowing Sword for hundreds of years." The Taoist nodded slightly and said.

This person is none other than the senior master of Maoshan, the master of Taoist Priest Sanpian, the ancestor of Ding Ermiao, Taoist Master Juexin, the leader of Xuyun Temple.

"Maoshan Taoist?" Bu Youming was stunned for a moment and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

Taoist priest Juexin thanked him and strode into Bu's house.

The old lady of the Bu family served tea, and Bu Youming greeted Juexin and sat down.

"Old man, where is that knife? Can you let me take a look first?" Juexin asked after taking a sip of tea.

"Okay..." Old Bu stood up, but suddenly stopped and said: "You said you are a master of Maoshan, and you said that my sword has murderous intent. Then you can search for me and see where the murderous intent is? If you look If you get it, I will believe you. If you can't find where the sword is, you are a liar!"

"Hahaha, the old man is testing me, okay, okay, I'll find it for you!" Juexin laughed, put down the teacup, and looked around.

He looked it over in the living room, shook his head Juexin, and said, "Not in the main room, let's go to the backyard and have a look."

Old Bu nodded slightly and walked to the backyard with determination.

(End of this chapter)