In the Blade

In the prison of Dengzhou City, Wang Erniu tried hard to hold the stick in his arms tightly.

The soldiers said that they wanted to let them communicate with these weapons, but Wang Erniu, who had not read much, did not know what communication meant. However, the soldiers did not explain much, which directly led to him using the most primitive way of hugging to transfer his body temperature to the stick in his arms, thereby conveying some warmth.

This was naturally ineffective and even seemed a bit stupid, but this was the most Wang Erniu could do.

After all, he had no way out.

His father was seriously ill, and the rest of his relatives were gone. As a poor man, he had no friends to rely on, and naturally there would be no noble people to help him. In order to keep his father alive, he had sold everything in the family. Now even wanting to eat a bowl of rice has become a problem.

It was at this time that the Dengzhou Governor's Mansion suddenly received a message of recruiting people.

Theoretically, a poor man like him would never be selected by the Governor's Office. After all, he was born in poverty, was thin and had no strength. When the village selected the militia, they would deliberately skip him. How could he be selected as a guard? But the Governor's Office chose him, gave him this opportunity, and even gave him a full meal.

Regardless of whether this matter was true or not, at least the full meal was real.

So, after packing a sumptuous meal for his father at home, Wang Erniu was brought into the Governor's Office.

There were nine people selected with him. Just by looking at their patched clothes, Wang Erniu knew that they, like him, were from poor families. Wang Erniu didn't quite understand why the governor of a state, who was so high above, would choose a group of people like them as guards. There were obviously many people who were taller and stronger than them outside. Wouldn't it be better to use them?

"Maybe this is what the big shots think."

Wang Erniu, who couldn't figure it out, could only understand it this way.

Just like the notices posted in the Governor's Mansion, those flowery notices are always so elusive. Everyone can't understand them after reading them for a long time, and they don't know who they are written for. Obviously, those big shots are like this. The thoughts and understandings of big shots are not understood by small shots like them.

But this time, Wang Erniu unexpectedly understood.

Just because, just at night, a cage was opened.

That was the first cage on the left, and the person living in it was an old beggar. Like Wang Erniu, during the day, this old beggar was also assigned a weapon. At this moment, the old beggar took advantage of the fact that no one was around and cut the chain on the prison door with a knife and pushed the door open.

But the old beggar did not leave, but waved his knife again and split another prison door.

In another cage, there was a haggard man. It was said that his wife had passed away, but he had to support five children at home, so he came to the governor's mansion to see if he could accept this job. Now, the man was holding the sword that was issued in the daytime, kneeling at the ventilation window with his back to the prison door, muttering to the sword in the moonlight.

Obviously, this was the way to communicate with the sword in the man's understanding, and it seemed more reliable than what Wang Erniu was using now.

But just when Wang Erniu was about to copy and do a set of his own, the old beggar who pushed the door in raised his knife silently.

"Don't blame me, kid, I have wasted my whole life, and this is the only chance..."

While saying this, the old beggar with bloodshot eyes swung the blade.

"Don't blame me!"

Poof--

Before the emaciated man turned around, his head was chopped off from the neck by the blade.

And the old beggar, without even wiping the blood, had already walked towards the next cell with the knife.

The bright red blood flowed, and the pungent smell of blood soon filled the entire prison. At this moment, no matter how slow the rest of the people in the prison were, they had already noticed that someone was dead.

With the lessons learned from the past, everyone understood the method of selection without a teacher.

Instead of thinking about showing off their non-existent skills and expecting whether the nobles would appreciate them, it would be better to simply kill the other competitors first and strike first-after all, there is only one spot, which means that the other nine people will be eliminated. So, instead of being eliminated in disgrace, why not choose to take advantage of now and kill the competitors?

Of course, if it was before, they would not have thought of this.

But this time, the old beggar's actions reminded them.

You know, they were holding weapons in their hands.

"Kill!!!"

The entire prison suddenly turned into a battlefield, and everyone was waving their weapons, including Wang Erniu. He finally knew the real way to get close to weapons - since they were already weapons, they must kill people and drink blood. Fighting together with the weapons in their hands and killing the enemy together, isn't this the most intimate behavior?

"Kill!!!"

Wang Erniu didn't know where he got the strength from, but he smashed the old beggar's head with a stick, and then he stabbed a teenager of the same age with a stick, but he stabbed him through the heart.

Wang Erniu, a thin man, naturally did not have the strength to pierce a person with a flat-headed wooden stick, but when he swung the stick, a constant stream of strength came out of his body, allowing him to do what he wanted to do and kill the person he wanted to kill...

"It's it! It's it!"

Wang Erniu couldn't help but lower his head and look at the bloody stick in his hand.

It was the stick in his hand that was helping him.

At this moment, he realized this fact very clearly.

So, he pulled back the stick and looked at it carefully in the moonlight. After losing the support of the stick, the last body in the prison also fell to the ground.

In addition to the man who was beheaded just now, there was also himself. Wang Erniu had killed all his competitors with the stick in his hand and got the opportunity that was more important to him than his life.

And this killing was also seen clearly by Bai Wujiu and his men who were hiding in the dark room.

"It's OK, not crazy."

After observing carefully for a while, Bai Wujiu's face relaxed a little.

"Since there are already results, let's continue to replicate. The evil spirit can't be mass-produced, but the evil spirit can still be put into the body... In addition, is there any news from Wangyou Township?"

"We have contacted people from Wangyou Township."

A subordinate stood up and reported in a low voice.

"What they mean is..."

"Rejected? I understand."

Bai Wujiu sighed, he knew it would be this result.

The hatred was still formed after all, how could it be so easy to resolve?

"Uh, no."

Just when Bai Wujiu was thinking about countermeasures, the subordinate continued to speak.

"They agreed."

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