My Sword Has a Way

Chapter 63 Returning on a Snowy Night

At this time, the world was cold and windy. The bone-chilling northwest wind, mixed with swaying snowflakes, made the young man in gorgeous clothes standing beside him feel a little chilled.

The young man in fancy clothes looked at the middle-aged man standing aside as if nothing had happened, and said solemnly, "Are you Zhen Guanxi? The number one butcher in town?"

The man pulled out the butcher knife from the old man. After he stood up, the blood gradually coagulated into dark red, making the already strange butcher knife look even more bizarre.

"It's just an empty title, not worthy of the young master's praise. But then again, don't you also think that I, Liu the Butcher, dare not do anything to you, the young master of the Tan Sect, right?"

While wiping the blade, the man looked at the young man in fancy clothes with amusement.

The young man in fancy clothes in the distance raised his lips and said calmly: "I dare not, but I can escape from this accident unscathed."

Liu Huaizhou showed a hint of sarcasm: "Escape unscathed? One hundred enlightenment coins in exchange for your life, I feel like I'm losing out."

The young man in fancy clothes had a calm expression: "As expected, the people in the Immortal Tomb are different. I don't have a hundred enlightenment coins, but I can still escape unscathed!"

The man sneered: "You are too confident. Unfortunately, I don't like people who are too confident!"

After saying this, the figure disappeared in an instant. By the time the young man in fancy clothes could see the man's face clearly, a hand had already reached his face.

There was a clear snapping sound.

A figure flew backwards in an instant, hitting the snow and stirring up a cloud of white mist.

The middle-aged man sneered: "Speaking the harshest words, taking the most vicious beating, worthy of being the Broken Star Valley, worthy of being the Tan Sect."

The young man in fancy clothes coughed up a mouthful of blood and grinned: "Is it finally here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful pressure from heaven and earth poured down like a dam bursting.

"stop!"

At this moment, a loud shout sounded between heaven and earth, and a middle-aged man in black clothes and a crown on his head quietly floated in the air.

Butcher Liu Huaizhou narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at the middle-aged man in black clothes: "You are finally here, but you still can't change the ending. The rules of the town have never been broken!"

The middle-aged man in black clothes smiled faintly: "Great Sword Master? It's a pity that he couldn't become a saint after all."

At this time, the young man in fancy clothes nearby saw the person coming and greeted him quickly.

"The Supreme Elder."

The middle-aged man carefully looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Young Master, as long as I am here, you will not have to worry about your life!"

The young man in fancy clothes nodded. Just as the middle-aged man finished speaking, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to gradually transform into chaotic sword energy, and the sound of swords echoed around the sky. The middle-aged man in black clothes changed his expression drastically, and his face became even uglier.

After seeing the sword energy, the butcher Liu Huaizhou sighed and said, "What a pity! I can only tell you that you should just wish yourself good luck."

After saying that, he looked at the black-clothed boy in the distance and smiled slightly: "Boy, let me advise you not to look at things you shouldn't look at, otherwise it could kill you."

Xu Zhian frowned, then nodded and walked towards the town.

The young man had not expected that so many incidents would arise when he went down the mountain this time. It seemed that the outside world was really in chaos as Lin Jianyi said.

Although snowflakes were falling at this time, the streets of the town were still bustling with people. This was the first time that Xu Zhian saw a town so lively, and he was really surprised.

As a rainbow light appeared in the distance, the whole town trembled.

The boy could clearly feel that the town seemed to be able to filter out these fluctuations of spiritual power, thus achieving the purpose of protecting the peace of the town.

Xu Zhian didn't know what happened to the young man in fancy clothes and the middle-aged man in black clothes in the end, and it seemed that the people in the town never took it to heart.

"Uncle, long time no see."

The young man in black walked up to the bun shop and smiled slightly.

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised to see that it was the black-clothed boy from a month ago, but then he showed his signature smile and said calmly, "Xu boy, I thought you had left the town, but it turns out you are hiding in a corner to practice. You will definitely be a very powerful swordsman in the future."

The young man smiled faintly and said, "Thank you for your good words, uncle. I'll have a tray of buns first."

Not long after, a tall man with a slightly protruding head sat down in front of Xu Zhian's table. When the boy was savoring the steamed buns, a voice interrupted his intoxication.

"Boy, your sword is great, do you want to give it up?"

This person was none other than the butcher Liu Huaizhou, who was staring at the young man in black in front of him.

Xu Zhian wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth: "No!"

The man shook his head, expressing his regret.

Xu Zhian was curious about what happened to those three people after he left.

"Uncle, those two troublemakers..."

Liu Huaizhou got up and left before the young man finished speaking.

"No comment!"

Xu Zhian felt a little disappointed when he saw the man walking away.

“Xu Zhian, this Butcher Liu is just like that. He is a weirdo in our town. You don’t have to pay attention to him.”

Seeing the disappointment on the young man's face, Fan Er, who was standing by, tried to comfort him.

Xu Zhian smiled slightly: "No, by the way, uncle, do you have a son named Fan Jin?"

The man nodded and said, "Yes, that's my son. Do you know him?"

Xu Zhian nodded and said, "I've seen him in Old Man Yao's shop. He's very smart."

The man smiled faintly: "They are just some tricks."

Xu Zhian smiled faintly and said nothing. When the boy got up to leave, the shop owner was unwilling to accept the boy's copper coins.

Xu Zhian could only leave silently. When the man took away the bowl and chopsticks, he discovered five copper coins hidden under the bowl and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Look at those young people, and then look at those old bastards who don't respect their elders. It's really frustrating to compare yourself to others!"

The woman next to him spoke in a sarcastic tone, and the middle-aged man could only smile helplessly.

In the twilight, the snow is flying rapidly.

A young man dressed in black, carrying a black sword and several small packages, was climbing the mountain and looking out.

"I wonder how Miss Jiang is doing?"

The young man asked himself a question and pondered for a while.

Seeing that the heavy snow was about to close the mountain, Xu Zhian did not delay any longer. Taking advantage of the cover of night, he quickly stepped into the mountain.

The young man carefully came to the rope bridge, then stretched out his flying sword and flew to the other end of the rope bridge. When there was no danger, the flying sword returned behind the young man.

Xu Zhian, carrying scattered packages, quickly headed towards the Jianya wooden house.

A quarter of an hour later, the boy finally saw the light. It seemed that there was black smoke rising into the sky from the kitchen chimney. Xu Zhian roughly guessed that the girl probably didn't have any food to eat during the day he was away. Even the black dog at the door of the woodshed looked a little listless.

Suddenly the black dog got up, barked, and ran out of the yard to greet the young man who was returning from walking in the snow.

The truth is: I hear a dog barking behind the wooden door, and someone returns home on a windy and snowy night.