Chapter 4: The Mysterious Whisk

Because I was only thinking about the strange points at this moment, I suddenly became lost in thought when I thought about the various things before and after. I was almost unable to understand, and when I was halfway through my sentence, I began to frown and think about it in that place, which suddenly made Chengxin brother anxious. He urged, “Chengyi, you can’t speak halfway through a sentence.”

I then realized what had happened and took the cigarette that Chengxin had smoked halfway through and said, “Do you remember the message that the master and the master gave us in the tomb?”

“How could I forget? What does that have to do with the whisk?” Chengxin was a little confused.

“We all agreed at the time that Master’s appearance in the Dragon Tomb was the three years he was away, and the message clearly stated that, but then, do you know? Master did come back.” I said slowly.

“Yes, he came back to deal with the demon bugs. I was there that time. I was puzzled at the time why my master and his uncle were so enthusiastic. It was only in the Dragon Tomb that I realized that it was the legacy of Kunlun, and that this was more or less the fault of our master. But what does this have to do with the whisk? Chengxin pushed his glasses. After all, he didn’t know the details of our battle.

“Because you don’t know a detail. At that time, we met Wu Liyu in the secret cave. At that time, I used the Zhongmao technique to fight Wu Liyu. It was during that battle that my master threw me something to use as a weapon. Guess what it was?” My eyebrows furrowed even tighter.

Chengxin is not stupid. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted. He said in a doubtful voice, “You mean, is it the whisk?”

“Yes, it was that whisk. There was a special metal chain in the whisk, and the metal chain was engraved with special formations and talismans. According to my master, that whisk was extremely powerful, and it could beat people, ghosts, zombies, and monsters… He treasured it like a treasure. When I was very young, my master carefully took out the whisk to show it to me, saying that if there was anything in this world that could be called a ‘magic weapon,’ it would be this whisk.” I recalled that year, and the more I thought about it, the more confused I became.

After hearing this, Chengxin also remained silent. This time difference is undeniable, just like solving a case, the first thing to determine is also an extremely important piece of evidence, which is the alibi.

If a clever criminal can take advantage of this time difference for an hour or two, how can he explain the time difference of more than a year?

After thinking for a long time, I spoke up and said, “There are only two explanations for this matter. The first explanation is that the master deliberately said that the time was three years. The second explanation is that there is more than one whisk, the master left me one, and he still has one in his hand.”

Chengxin continued, “Your uncle has already left. What do you think is the point of playing with the time difference in the past? If it’s the second possibility, let’s assume that there are several whisk brooms, but that’s not realistic either.”

“Right, it’s unrealistic. If there were several, Master wouldn’t have said that. If there was anything else that could be called a ‘magic weapon’ at that time, it would be this whisk. Only something unique could be worthy of such a description. This is a matter of people’s habits of speech, and I was so young at the time. Master was just unintentionally ‘showing off’. There shouldn’t be any ‘foreshadowing’. In that case, there is only one possibility!” I said seriously.

“Right, that means the one he left you is the real one, and the one he’s holding is a fake. That means he made a replica of the real whisk! But, Chengyi, do you think it was necessary? I’ve never felt that our Li family lineage lacked magical artifacts.” Brother Chengxin frowned and said.

“Well, that’s the key to the matter. Why did the master do this?” I also spoke up.

At this point, we looked at each other and then said at the same time, “Go back!”

Yes, only by going back and taking the whisk out to study it can we determine what is really going on. Poor me, I have been immersed in sadness for a year, and I didn’t even think of such a crucial question until a year later.

On the way back, Chengxin and I discovered another strange thing: if the master and his disciples had been to the old forest in the northeast, why hadn’t they collected the demon spirit? After all, the road to Kunlun is treacherous, and wouldn’t it be better to have the demon spirit?

But there are two possibilities that are entirely possible.

The first is that the older generation wanted to leave the demon soul to us.

Second, since they entered the Dragon Tomb through an opportunity, they may not have known about the demon soul at all.

In short, the events of the generation of Master and his friends are not easy to understand. When I think about them, I feel that there is a lot of mystery. In the middle, there is also Jiang Yi, who has a decent background, and Jenny, a friend of the master’s grandfather (let’s just call it that). I found that the so-called mystery-solving is not as good as not solving it. The more you solve it, the more mystery there is.

The small town was not big, and soon Chengxin and I returned home. Qinhuai was lounging on the sofa reading a book, while Ruyue was tidying up the room. It was hard for her to be a spoiled, strong woman to wash and clean, and I felt a bit embarrassed watching her.

However, because we had something on our minds, we didn’t say much, but instead rushed directly to my room and took out the whisk from my luggage. This “nervous” behavior made Qin Huai ask in a strange voice, “Chengxin, Chengyi, what are you two doing? There’s no fire in the room, I checked.”

Chengxin brother replied in a low voice: “Okay, you can just talk nonsense.” Then he and I observed the whisk in my hand together.

Because it contains a special metal chain, the whisk is very heavy in my hand. I was annoyed as I recalled the difference between the whisk in my hand and the whisk in the Black Smoke Village.

One is because of the long time, and the other is because I only touched the whisk once, and that was in the context of the Zhongmao technique. How could I compare it? I only vaguely remember that at the time, in the context of the Zhongmao technique, the master touched the handle as if to say, “It’s so familiar.”

At this time, Qin Huai and Ruyue also came over to watch the fun. Just as I remembered this, I said, “Brother Chengxin said, “The master should not have made a mistake, right? Could it be that the one you have in your hand is a fake? What did your uncle leave you a fake for? It doesn’t make sense!”

Chengxin’s words reminded me. I looked down and carefully observed the handle of the whisk. I naturally wouldn’t remember the handle of the whisk, I just hoped that the handle of the whisk would give me a clue.

After looking at it for a long time, I suddenly felt that there was a small problem, but I wasn’t sure. I frowned and thought about it for a while, and then I simply asked Qin Huai, who looked confused, “Do you think the handle of this whisk is a bit new?”

Qin Huai scratched his head and said, “I don’t know anything about this whisk, but I often see my grandfather using it to scratch his back. This kind of old handle has a layer of oily luster, but this one doesn’t. It feels very new.”

“You said that thing is called a patina, which is a judgment of whether an antique is old or not. If you hold it in your hands for a long time or use it, it will produce this kind of thing. In that case, the handle of the whisk is very new.” Chengxin also reacted, and then stared at me with a look of a real fake.

Is it a fake? I began to carefully observe the metal chain in the whisk, but found that the metal chain faintly had a layer of “blood light evil” in it. This is something that is purely sensed by intuition and cannot be fake. If there is such a thing, it can only explain one problem. This whisk does not know how much blood it has “drunk” and how many lives it has taken, and it will only have such a layer of “blood light evil.” Just like a sword that has been to the battlefield and drunk blood, when it is pulled out, people will feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

As for the above-mentioned array and talisman, with my many years of experience in the study of the mountain-shaped meridian, I could tell at a glance that they could only be described as “broad and profound”! This is definitely not something I can “carve” out, and I’m afraid even my master can’t. You have to know that Taoist methods also include the line of “carving,” and the runes of the same power are far more difficult to “carve” than to write or paint, and they require a longer concentration of the spirit.

So I had already made a judgment. I said, “Don’t say anything. I already have an answer in my heart. Now I’m going to dismantle this whisk!”

“What?” Cheng Xin was stunned.

“I think the handle may be fake, but the whisk itself is real. I can’t understand the master’s intention in doing this, so I can only take it apart to find the answer. The key to the whisk’s power is these metal chains. Taking it apart won’t affect anything.” I said calmly.

Then, I did as I said and quickly disassembled the whisk and the handle. At this point, I discovered that the metal handle I had started with was hollow, and when I looked inside carefully, I found a note hidden inside!