Chapter 1 Martial arts prodigal
It was a slightly cool early autumn night, with the bright moon hanging high and the sky clear and cloudless.
On the flat grass in front of the tomb of the two concubines in Beiqiu, there was a young man in purple lying on his side facing the moon, using his arms as a pillow.
This young man in purple clothes is around ten years old.
Looking through the moonlight, one can see that this young man has a very handsome face, but his face is frighteningly pale.
Next to this young man, apart from a puddle of drunken vomit, there were three things lined up side by side: a black lacquered wooden box, a red silk scarf, and a long sword with an odd shape!
The black lacquered wooden box is about seven inches long, five inches wide, and about an inch and a half high. It looks extremely delicate and cute.
The long sword stuck upside down on the ground next to the box is dark blue in color, reflecting the moonlight, and the colors are looming. It is undoubtedly an indestructible and famous sword.
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