Chapter 31 Uncle Master Is Dead

Shi Ling returned to the courtyard. It was very quiet. There were two unharmed corpses lying in the courtyard. The shadowless swordsman stood pale at the door of the living room. He said nothing, his whole body was tense, and his eyes were full of fear.

In this world, corpses are very common. Shi Ling has seen a lot of them, so he didn't care too much. What he cared about was what happened in the courtyard.

He walked into the living room, and then saw his uncle sitting upright. There was a yam at his feet, which was the Tianque Sword.

Seeing Shi Ling enter the door, the uncle suddenly jumped up. He pulled out the yam at his feet and stabbed Shi Ling.

And Shi Ling also subconsciously swung a sword, as if he was going to cut off the "Tianque Sword", but the next second, the uncle's sword tip turned and went straight to Shi Ling's waist, but Shi Ling's speed was not slow either. He completely unconsciously dodged the sword, and then the sword in his hand chopped out, almost hitting the uncle.

The uncle didn't answer. He continued to fight with Shi Ling. The yam in his hand stabbed Shi Ling's vitals several times, but Shi Ling dodged it. Moreover, Shi Ling's knife chopped over again and again, and each time it was extremely dangerous, almost killing the uncle.

The shadowless swordsman was terrified watching from outside the door. In his eyes, these two peerless swordsmen were fighting each other. The swordsmanship was dazzling, and the swordsmanship of the two was amazing.

The shadowless swordsman felt that he benefited a lot just by watching from the side.

Shi Ling and the uncle kept making moves, and neither side could do anything to the other. Until ten moves later, the uncle suddenly ran out of strength, then retreated several steps, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Shi Ling was startled, and he asked, "Master?"

Master raised a hand, signaling Shi Ling to shut up, and then picked up the yam again and attacked, his sword skills were open and close, aiming directly at Shi Ling's vital points, but Shi Ling didn't know why his sword skills had improved so much, no matter how Master's uncle attacked, he couldn't stab Shi Ling.

Ten rounds passed, Master's uncle spit out a mouthful of blood, and then half-knelt on the ground. Shi Ling wanted to help him, but Master's uncle raised a hand to stop Shi Ling.

"You understand." Master's uncle said with great relief.

Shi Ling was silent, he knew that Master's uncle was testing him, and he didn't understand why his sword skills had improved so much, could it be that Zhu Lin could really understand the way of swordsmanship?

"The moves of the Divine Sword School are all about opening and closing, so no one can be their opponent on the field, but the swords of my Demon Sword Sect are different. My Demon Sword Sect aims to kill the enemy, so no matter what kind of sword it is, as long as it can kill the enemy, it is a good sword. The sword art you have learned is very strong. You will not lose to the leader of the Divine Sword School this time!" The uncle sat down cross-legged, and then spoke with difficulty.

Shi Ling could not see any wounds on his body, but judging from the state of the uncle, he seemed to have run out of energy.

"What happened?" Shi Ling asked. He was not stupid. He knew that someone attacked the compound while he was away, but was killed by the uncle, but where did the little sister and the children go?

"The disciples of the Divine Sword School attacked and I killed them, but I was already seriously injured. After this battle, I can no longer do it. Of course, you don't have to blame yourself, because my injuries are incurable. I will die sooner or later, but sooner or later." The uncle was very calm. In such a world, death is not a terrible thing. The only thing he cares about is the Demon Sword Sect.

Shi Ling squatted down and said, "Maybe there is a way. Don't give up hope."

"I know my situation best. If I hadn't used the elixir to save my life, I would have died when the Divine Sword School exterminated me. The reason why I can hold on until now is just to let my old bones do their last bit for the Demon Sword Sect. Now I have done what I should do, and it's time to go." The uncle sat cross-legged, his expression was very indifferent, and he had already looked down on life and death.

Shi Ling was silent. He knew that this was a helpless thing. He was not a healer and could not heal the uncle's injuries. His heart was dead and no one could save it.

Although he was unscathed, he would still die. After his death, a corpse collector would come to collect his body, and then he would be thrown into the incinerator. His heart would die and his body would be destroyed. Nothing would exist.

Shi Ling knew that everything was irreversible. His uncle had reached the end of his life. A candle would eventually burn out, but even if it burned out, it would provide the last ray of light.

"Senior, goodbye!" Shi Ling clasped his fists towards his uncle. He looked serious and his eyes showed admiration.

His uncle's eyes had begun to blur. He seemed to see something, and then he muttered to himself: "Brother, I have completed my mission. I am here to find you."

His uncle's pupils kept dilating. He seemed to see some non-existent distance. His soul seemed to have gone there, to that warm place, and his body was left in the world.

His uncle was dead.

He did not close his eyes at the last moment, and no one knew what he saw.

The shadowless swordsman shivered outside the door, his teeth chattering.

Shi Liang bowed to his uncle, then stretched out his hand to press his eyelids to let him close his eyes. After that, Shi Liang walked out of the room, and the shadowless swordsman followed closely.

Shi Liang asked: "Why are you following me?"

The shadowless swordsman's teeth chattered, and he said: "Please take me away from this place, without you, I can't leave!"

Shi Liang glanced at the shadowless swordsman. He didn't seem to be pretending, as if there was really something in this quiet courtyard that trapped him and prevented him from leaving.

Shi Liang turned around and looked at his uncle, and found that he closed his eyes peacefully, and didn't look like he was going to cause trouble.

Strange.

Shi Ling continued to walk out of the courtyard. Nothing could stop him. He walked out of the courtyard easily. The Shadowless Swordsman followed him out of the courtyard.

"Huh——" The Shadowless Swordsman breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "Finally I got out. I was really afraid that I would stay in there forever."

Shi Ling said, "What happened?"

The Shadowless Swordsman said, "I don't know. When I woke up, the courtyard was empty. There were two corpses in the courtyard. They were my disciples of the Divine Sword School. The guy was sitting in the living room. He exuded a strange aura all over his body. I was so scared that I ran out immediately, but I couldn't run out. It was like a ghost wall."

Shi Ling couldn't help but feel creepy. This courtyard was very old. If no one lived there normally, it would really make people feel weird.

Shi Ling did not stop, he went straight to the construction site in the west. The Shadowless Swordsman still did not slow down, he followed Shi Ling closely, but suddenly, Shi Ling felt a strange and scary sight behind him, he immediately turned back, but saw nothing, because he had walked a long way, he could not see the situation in the compound.

The Shadowless Swordsman suddenly got goose bumps all over his body, he trembled and said: "Boss, let's go quickly, there is something wrong with the compound, there is something wrong with the old man."