Chapter 235 (1/2)

East suburb of Guobei county.

On the mountain road to lanruo temple.

A young man wearing a royal coat and holding a knife in his right hand suddenly stopped and turned to look at the mountain stream not far away.

”What a heavy Yin Qi!”

The young man frowned and turned to the mountain stream.

This person is pan Haodong, the new county magistrate who has just ”said” to convince the local gentry of Guobei county.

Because he was idle and bored, he went to lanruo temple to see if he had the luck of his cousin Ning caichen and got the favor of the beautiful female ghost Nie Xiaoqian

I don't know if I'm lucky or not. Before I entered lanruo temple, pan Haodong was haunted.

But it was not a female ghost, but a male water ghost floating on the pool dancing a sword. He was confused, but he was very good at fencing. When he saw pan Haodong by the pool, he didn't show his ferocity, so he just focused on practicing fencing.

The water ghost whispered something from time to time.

”My Xia Hou is the best sword in the world...”

”Yan Chixia!”

”I will defeat you, defeat you, defeat you, defeat...”

Listening carefully to the murmur of the water ghost, pan Haodong suddenly realized that the water ghost with excellent swordsmanship was a Xiahou swordsman indirectly killed by Nie Xiaoqian.

Before Xia Hou died, he was playing with Nie Xiaoqian's mandarin ducks in the pool. Before he took off his clothes, he was sucked by the tree demon grandmother, and the dried corpse was abandoned into the pool.

Therefore, Xiahou swordsman turned into a fierce ghost, and he was just a fierce ghost trapped in the pool.

Water ghosts have certain restrictions on harming people. Before they find a substitute, the poor can't leave the waters where they were killed all their life. Xia Hou swordsman has become a fierce ghost in the water. It's still a short time. Maybe they don't even know that ”he” is dead.

Otherwise, he would not be so obsessed with the false name of the world's first sword.

”The sword doesn't dance like that!”

After reading Xia Hou swordsman's swordsmanship, pan Haodong found that Xia Hou's swordsmanship was a bit rigid. Just like those who study hard, they don't know the knowledge in flexible books. They only know how to memorize by rote.

No wonder Xia Hou swordsman chased Yan Chixia for seven years and lost for seven years. He never won once.

Xia Hou's heart is not right. He uses to recruit God and form. The dry fire is too big.

”Who are you?”

Xiahou swordsman stopped sword dancing and turned to look at Pan Haodong.

Pan Haodong said, ”an insignificant passer-by.”

”Are you also a swordsman?”

Xia Hou swordsman inquired.

”No, I'm a swordsman.” After a pause, pan Haodong continued, ”but I've heard the life story of a great swordsman. Do you want to come and listen?”

”I can't pass!”

Xia Hou swordsman said with a chagrin on his face, ”I don't know why, when I woke up, I was trapped here. I can walk anywhere with water, but I can't walk anywhere without water.”

”That's because you're dead. Die in this pool and become a water ghost. Water ghosts can't get ashore. ”

Pan Haodong is outspoken.

Dead is dead. It doesn't matter if you don't know. Just tell him yourself.

Xia Hou swordsmen must not think they are still human.

This is not a good thing.

Because the longer it takes, after knowing the truth, it is common for unjust ghosts to turn into fierce ghosts and fierce ghosts to become ghost kings. There are many similar records in Maoshan anecdotes.

”I, I'm dead?”