I am a swordsman in a strange city

Chapter 20: Ghost-Killing Sword Technique

Mr. Pei Si is old and usually goes to bed early and wakes up early. Today, in order to wait for Pei Ju to come back, he waited until now. Pei Ju looked at the time and it was almost eleven o'clock.

The Fourth Master, holding a pipe, asked who was teaching the class. Pei Ju said it was a man named Han Yitong.

The Fourth Master took a drag on his cigarette, exhaled slowly, and sighed, "It's her."

"Grandpa, do you know her?" Pei Ju asked, looking up.

"She came to the training hall once before." said Mr. Pei Si.

"Come here? What for?" Pei Ju asked again.

Fourth Master Pei pointed her pipe at the eight-immortals table behind her, and Pei Ju immediately understood why she came.

"She is a serious person. I heard that she spent several years seeing and recording everything, and wrote a travel notebook of hundreds of thousands of words. She is very suitable for research, and what she teaches must be very good." Master Pei Si said slowly, and the smoke he exhaled enveloped his face.

He clearly remembered that the sun was shining brightly when the girl named Han Yitong walked in behind her son and headed straight for the Eight Immortals Table in the training hall, exclaiming in amazement, "This is the Mountain God Temple."

However, time has passed. The young woman who came to his sword hall to see the "Mountain God Temple" has become an associate professor and a first-level secret researcher. His last memory is fixed on his son's sunny face.

I reached out and waved away the smoke in front of me. Everything was in the past. Now it was my grandson in front of me, who was more sensible, more independent, and more hardworking.

He practiced sword every morning and evening without interruption, which was enough to show his love and hard work. He liked fighting, but the Fourth Master knew that he did it mostly to prove his swordsmanship.

"I will study hard." Pei Ju said seriously.

"In Shangjing, my friend is called Xie Xunyan. If you have the chance to go to Shangjing, remember to say hello to her for me. She is also Han Yitong's aunt." Master Pei Si knocked his pipe and gave instructions.

"Okay, if I have the chance in the future, I will definitely visit her." Pei Ju answered seriously.

Afterwards, Pei Ju practiced sword in the yard again, but this time he practiced splitting incense. He lit a stick of incense in the dark and practiced various sword styles around the stick of incense, ending with a stabbing or splitting incense.

When he was rehearsing, he always had imaginary enemies in his mind.

Pixiang is a normal way of practicing sword.

He knew that his grandfather had a way of practicing sword skills called Pikong.

The sword strikes towards the darkness and the void, and something solid is chopped out from the void. Only then can one be considered to have inherited the family's sword tradition and start to 'slay ghosts' for those who come to the sword hall.

Wash up and go to bed.

But after he lay down, Mr. Pei Si took out a box and came to the Eight Immortals Table, then lifted the corner of the black cloth on the shrine. A faint bell rang, and it was dark inside, but it seemed as if a wind was about to surge out from under the black cloth.

Mr. Pei Si took out a small stuffed doll from the box. Pei Ju's name and birth date were written on the doll.

He placed the puppet into the shrine under the black cloth.

Then he covered the room with the black cloth again.

He lit another stick of incense and said, "Please eat some incense, Mr. Mountain."

In the darkness, there was wind swirling in the hall, surrounding the incense, and the incense was moving quickly downwards.

……

Pei Ju fell asleep quickly, but this time, he began to dream.

In the dream, he had been practicing swordsmanship since he was a child, and when he reached a certain age, he began to follow his uncle to travel the world to make money. People who practiced swordsmanship and weapons from a young age could not dig for food in the fields like people who used hoes, so they needed to go out to make money.

They slept in the open air, worked as security guards in other people's villages, helped people collect debts, or helped people fight. Anyway, as long as they were paid, they would do anything, even killing people.

Sometimes, when I don’t get any business, I will go to some wealthy families to look for business.

Pei Ju followed in a daze, learning some experiences of traveling around the world, learning how to keep watch, and learning to use secret codes.

He only knew that his third uncle was very good at swordsmanship. In a fight, few people could last ten rounds under his sword. Sometimes, when his third uncle's name was announced, others would not dare to take action.

But later, for some reason, Uncle San started to come into contact with ghosts.

Once, someone else's house was haunted. Taoist priests and monks were invited but they couldn't drive away the ghost, so they invited him instead. Uncle San took him with him and moved into the ancestral hall.

At night, he heard a rustling sound. He seemed to hear someone under the table, or making sounds on the beams.

And the sound was getting closer and closer. He couldn't help but open his eyes to see what it was, and then he saw a sword suddenly rise up and cut through the darkness.

As the sword flashed, screams rang out in the darkness.

Later, when the lights were turned on, he could see clearly that there was a fox with pockmarked face lying beside the altar in the ancestral hall.

"The fox is sneaky, they are from the same nest. Come, let's roast it and eat it."

After that, Uncle San seemed to be obsessed with this kind of thing, looking for weird things everywhere.

He said, "Killing people with a sword is meaningless. Killing ghosts is the only way to show my ability."

Later, he nicknamed himself "The Ghost-Slaying Swordsman."

The name of the ghost-killing swordsman became more and more famous. Finally, one day, he received a request saying that there was a mountain temple occupied by an evil ghost, and the request was that he could go and kill the evil ghost and eliminate this harm for the people nearby.

This time, Uncle San also made a lot of preparations. The most important thing was to teach him how to practice the Ghost-Killing Sword and gave him a booklet that recorded Uncle San's practice methods.

The name of the booklet is "Sword Technique for Killing Ghosts".

This time, Uncle San did not take me with him, I went alone. This time, Uncle San never came back.

So he asked where his uncle had gone, and then he saw a temple in a valley from afar. It seemed as if it was embraced by mountains and the earth's energy was gathered there, giving people a feeling that there must be evil spirits there.

But he had not yet mastered the swordsmanship, so he could only wander there, not daring to go in. Time passed in his wandering until he woke up.

Early in the morning, Pei Ju woke up from bed.

He was a little dazed, his thoughts still wandering in dreams. At this moment, he had a feeling that he didn't know where he was and what was real.

So I got up immediately and found my grandfather who was already cooking breakfast.

"Grandpa, I had a dream last night. It seemed like I entered a temple!" Pei Ju said immediately.

"Well, starting today, you officially accept the inheritance. How much you can learn from it depends on you."

"Everyone who goes in sees something different, so I can't give you any advice. But you must remember one thing: don't get haunted by ghosts in there. If you get haunted by ghosts in there, you'll be dragged into reality."

The Pei family's swordsmanship has always been passed down half outside and half in the temple.

(End of this chapter)