Tian Guang asked quickly when he saw Kuai Dao Liu taking out the wooden box.
"Old senior, could it be that there is some secret in your wooden box?"
Kuai Dao Liu smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face moved up and down.
Each wrinkle seemed to contain a person's words before his death.
"I wish I had so many treasures, little old man."
As he said this, Kuai Dao Liu slowly opened the small wooden box and uncovered the thin felt at the bottom of the liner.
A row of small characters were clearly engraved on the bottom of the small wooden box.
Xin Yun read it softly.
"Chronicles of the Sixteenth Year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty" "Isn't this the last year of the previous dynasty?"
Zhang Ruli said with emotion.
"That's right, the little old man has never understood the meaning of the row of carvings on this wooden box in his whole life.
Now with the evidence of the broken and forged marks of the purple gold hook and the stories passed down by the ancestors, the little old man suddenly understood it.
"The profound meaning" Kuai Dao Liu said with emotion.
"What the old man means is that the words your ancestors carved on the small wooden box are the records of forging purple gold hooks back then," Qingfeng continued.
Kuai Dao Liu nodded and replied with a long sigh.
"It seems that everything is God's will.
This matter has been determined for a long time.
It can be said from the Chongzhen period of the previous dynasty.
At that time, the ancestor of the little old man was also the executioner of Haicheng.
With this life-killing knife handed down from his ancestors, Zi Jin Gou, who is responsible for seducing souls, is responsible for the execution of late executions in the yamen.
Countless prisoners have died at his hands.
Because of his uncanny ability to control the severity of his attacks, he was nicknamed "Ghost Sword Liu" in the late years of the former dynasty.
Famines are everywhere, and people are in dire straits.
Our Haicheng is no exception.
Many people went to eat together in order to survive.
There was chaos in Dahu City.
Refugees who had fled elsewhere outside the city also rushed into Haicheng, and it was dark for a while. .
The governor at that time had no choice but to suppress it with the army and arrested several of the leading refugees.
Finally, he reported it to the court, which angrily criticized Lingchi for executing them. " "Then this job will be left to your ancestors," Zhang Ruli said with emotion.
"Who says it's not true?
My ancestor killed countless people in his life, but this time he felt extremely sad, but there was nothing he could do about it."
When Kuai Dao Liu said this, he could also feel the pain in his ancestor's heart.
"Old senior, what happened next?"
Han Yongzhong asked.
"What happened next?
My ancestor had no choice but to go to the execution ground.
He tried his best to give those refugees a happy life without letting others notice.
But when the blood of those refugees spurted out, When we arrived at the Zijin Hook, my ancestor fainted on the execution ground."
"Ah, after killing people all your life, how can you be bleeding?"
Tian Guang said in surprise.
"Old senior, maybe your ancestor blamed himself too much and was filled with resentment," Qingfeng said calmly.
"What the Heavenly Master said is absolutely true," Kuai Dao Liu nodded and replied.
"Old senior, what happened next?"
Xin Yun asked curiously.
"Later, the governor was helpless and ordered people to carry my ancestor back home, and another executioner was used to execute the punishment."
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Kuai Dao Liu then replied.
"Thanks to your ancestors, otherwise those refugees would have suffered so much," Zhang Ruli couldn't help but sigh.
"Well, that's good.
Your ancestors finally don't have to see those poor refugees anymore."
Han Yongzhong said.
"Although I no longer have to face the tortured refugees, my ancestor got seriously ill and almost lost his life because of this matter," Kuai Dao Liu sighed.
"Old senior, how likely will he find that his purple gold hook is broken?"
Tian Guang continued to ask curiously.
"It's strange to say that after my ancestor recovered from a serious illness, he vowed to wash his hands in a golden basin and never get involved in prison matters.
One day, he killed a chicken at home and used a purple gold hook to bleed the chicken.
There was no trace of blood when he wiped it.
A brittle fracture occurred. ”
"Then your ancestor later went to find a blacksmith."
Old Man Li, who had never spoken, did not understand swords and guns, and could only think of blacksmiths, because his nephew was engaged in blacksmithing in the town, and this business was very important to him.
Said to be the most familiar and kind.
"Yes, my ancestors searched all the blacksmiths in Haicheng at that time, but no one was willing to take over the re-forging business."
Kuai Dao Liu said with emotion.
"It's natural that no one wants to accept it," Zhang Ruli said.
"Is it possible that your ancestor later met an expert and restored the purple gold hook to its original state?"
Han Yongzhong asked.
"Yes, when my ancestor was in trouble, he happened to meet a Taoist priest and accidentally mentioned to him the broken purple gold hook.
The Taoist priest was grateful for my ancestor's warm hospitality and agreed to help restore the forging of the purple gold hook.
"Kuaidao Liu felt much happier when he said this.
"That Taoist priest has given us Xuanmen disciples a face," Xin Yun said proudly.
"Why does this Taoist master know how to forge?"
Old Man Li asked in confusion as his mind was filled with images of his nephew forging iron.
Qingfeng could only smile slightly at Old Man Li's silly question, and then asked calmly.
"Dad Li, have you heard the story about Taoist disciples refining elixirs?"
Old Man Li nodded repeatedly and replied without thinking.
"Tianshi, it goes without saying that it is far away.
Just the story of Taishang Laojun refining the monkey in Journey to the West was the story I loved hearing the most when I was a child."
Everyone looked at each other and burst into laughter, especially Tian Guang, who deliberately teased Old Man Li while laughing.
"Dad Li, when the Heavenly Master talked to you about alchemy, you mentioned Journey to the West.
If I talked about kung fu with you, you would probably even bring up Water Margin."
Father Li smiled disapprovingly and glared at Tian Guang.
"Everyone just knows what I mean, old man.
Who can be as serious as you?"
Xin Yun immediately came to the rescue for Old Man Li.
"What my master means, Father Li knows very well that it is well known to everyone that Xuanmen disciples make elixirs."
Old Man Li quickly responded.
"Young master is right, that's what I mean, old man."
Qingfeng nodded and continued.
"Many Xuanmen disciples make alchemy, so they occasionally encounter molten iron stones in the alchemy furnace.
However, most of the disciples who have achieved Taoism in Xuanmen like to dance with swords.
As time goes by, it is not surprising that some people are proficient in the art of forging and forging swords."
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Old Man Li's doubts were resolved and he stopped asking questions.
At this time, Han Yongzhong was curious about how the Taoist priest forged the purple gold hook again.
"Old senior, what method did the Taoist priest use to forge the purple gold hook again?"
Kuai Dao Liu thought for a moment, shook his head repeatedly, and replied seriously.
"As for the method used for forging, the ancestors of the little old man did not mention it.
They only mentioned that they had used the corpse of an unclaimed death row prisoner."
Everyone was shocked by Kuai Dao Liu's words.
No one thought that the Taoist priest actually used the corpse of a death row prisoner.
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