A Sword Goes West

An old, scabbardless sword, and a youth whose origins are unknown.

In the three towns along the Shu Road, seven people died in just over a month: smiling faces, no injuries, no signs of violence, and no trace of poison.

The whole martial world said the Ghost Doctor was responsible.

Only this fourteen-year-old swordsman took half a scrap of paper from a dead man's palm and followed its trail west, all the way to a nameless mountain. [Key points: Traditional martial arts fiction with a touch of mystery. I hate love-rival plots in wuxia more than anything, and this story has none.]