"Killing..." the swordsmith repeated, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "It's... interesting. At this moment, does killing someone make you truly happy?"
"Joy?" Ai Xin murmured, "I don't know if it's true joy. When I kill someone, my heart beats faster and my blood boils. I feel light and comfortable. I want to kill even if I kill. Not enough. Is this joy?”
"Besides, killing is different from killing someone. What really makes me feel happy is killing people with gold...for example, drowning people with gold!"
He sat up straight and spoke quickly: "I sat at the top and let the gold flow down, forming a river, burying all the people underneath in the gold. A golden city formed under my feet. I was so excited, My whole body was shaking, and I was more excited than when I was sleeping with my mother-in-law. My sword was shining, and the gold ingot was shining above my head."
"At that time, I was still so beautiful even though I was golden. Yes, if you didn't remind me, I didn't expect that. That's it! I thought I was excited to see so much gold, but that's not true when you think about it. I was excited to see it. Until people are buried in gold.”
"The golden soup flowed under the feet of those people, sticking them and spreading from the tops of their feet upwards. They were stuck in the mire of gold, screaming and struggling. But it was useless, because the gold would wrap them up. In the end, they They will turn into golden statues, and their expressions in life will be completely preserved. So desperate, so miserable. That is really... so exciting!"
At the end of the sentence, he grinned, revealing a pair of strong white teeth. He almost jumped up and did as he was told again.
The swordsmith listened quietly without any expression, and said slowly: "All the cottages outside were drowned in gold, and many people were drowned in gold. I thought it was your sword elephant that lost control. According to you, it was You deliberately?"
Ai Xin actually started thinking and said: "No, I couldn't control it at first. I was too depressed and couldn't feel the joy at all. The sword elephant lost control and the gold flowed out without my control. But later, I saw them so It hurts, I feel happy, and I can control the sword again. However, if I stop killing people, I will become irritable again. So why do I need to control it?"
At this time, he said in a half-joking tone: "It's my fault that you came too late. I'm in a depressed mood and have to find some fun. If you had come a day or two earlier, I wouldn't have attacked this cottage. After all, Jiming Mountain is still A subordinate of Baixiong Mountain. Peng Duanhai is a loser, but if he makes a fuss to Big Brother, I will also have a headache."
The swordsmith smiled slightly and said: "If I had come earlier, I would have naturally replaced the sword elephant for you. But now that you take pleasure in killing people, the new sword elephant will still kill people. Isn't that the same?"
Ai Xin thought about it and laughed: "That's right, that's right! But then I don't have to do anything on the mountain. How many people are there in the village? They ran so fast that I didn't even kill a few. If I had changed Sword Elephant, the condition is definitely better than now. At that time, I would go down the mountain to find any village or town and slaughter them one by one. How much would it cost? If you come a few days later, I will be very depressed. I will have to go down the mountain and flood a few towns."
The swordsmith smiled and said, "That means I came at the right time."
Ai Xin forced out a flattering smile and said: "Of course, you are Jiyu. Look at the sword cleaning thing..."
The swordsmith said: "Don't be busy, I've made it clear to you. The first thing is that after washing the sword, all the previous accumulation will be gone. All the sword skills you are used to will disappear, and you have to learn it all over again."
Ai Xin looked ugly and said: "This...can't we keep it? At least I like the golden swamp trick very much."
The swordsmith said: "You can develop something similar. But if a new sword elephant is replaced later, all sword skills will have to be rebuilt around the new sword elephant. There is definitely no way to preserve the old sword skills."
Ai Xin's face turned green and red, and he clapped his legs and said: "The old ones won't go, the new ones won't come, that's all. I'm sorry, sir."
The swordsmith said: "The second thing is time. I can't clean a sword overnight. It takes at least several days. And I have a lot of work on my hands. I always do this kind of work one by one. Yours will be scheduled for three months later..."
Ai Xin suddenly stood up and said: "How can this be done? I can't wait even a day! You can't delay..."
The swordsmith said: "Who can't wait to find me? But if you don't wait for me, who will wait? I have at least ten things on hand, which are as important as yours. You need to be at the back. "
Ai Xin said sharply: "That won't work - how much money do you need? I can give it, but my things have to come first! Simply, since you came up the mountain, don't leave! If anyone troubles you, I will do it for you Stop! No matter what, I am first in line! Now, you take my sword -" He stretched out his hand and handed the sword that he had just held firmly in his hand to the swordsmith, for fear that he would not want it.
For a moment, he seemed to feel that it was inappropriate to give the sword to others, but then he felt that he was overthinking it. This swordsmith came from a wealthy family, was knowledgeable, and had many tricks. He was much higher than himself in every aspect. If he didn't give it to him, How can the sword solve this disaster?
Besides, at least for now, the Jubao Sword is still his own sword, and it will fly back into his hand if he thinks about it. And the Golden Village is also his home court. All the gold is at his disposal, and it is surrounded from all directions. Are you afraid that this person will fly into the sky?
At this time, Ai Xin felt like he had found a cheap house in a prime location. He felt that he had made a big mistake. He also heard from the agent that there were more than ten people outside who were interested in the house and were negotiating to sell it at any time. He was worried that he would not be able to catch up. It was cheap, so I paid the deposit in a hurry.
But he still added: "You work in the house, but don't go out. I'm right outside, call me if you need anything. All your food, clothing, housing and transportation will be delivered to you in the house. Just relax."
The swordsmith held his sword with a serious expression on his face and said: "It's just this once, it won't happen next time. You just stay outside and are not allowed to go away. I will pick up the sword in three days. If I don't see you, I will bear the consequences. Hum, If I were not also curious about your new sword elephant, I would never give you this opportunity. Killing for joy, what kind of sword elephant will it be?"
Ai Xin thought to herself that this kid had to give in because he was threatening him, and he still had to save face. After all, he wanted something from him, so what if he gave him some dignity? He smiled respectfully and said: "Okay, okay, I'll be outside. Just wash my sword, and the generous gift will come later. Thank you!" After that, he bowed and went out.
The swordsmith said in a low voice: "No need to thank you."
After leaving the door, Ai Xin was in a good mood, walking lightly as if she was about to fly.
There is gold all over the ground outside the door. Earlier today, he was a little tired of looking at it, but now he is not bored anymore, but rather nostalgic - in a few days, they will no longer belong to him.
It's really sad.
For a moment, he thought he had found his love for gold again.
No, no, you can't think like that. What if you go back and realize the sword again, and realize that damn gold? He must get rid of this nightmare.
So, start today and move towards a new life step by step.
He jumped forward as light as a swallow.
step,
two steps,
Three steps——
boom!
The blue-white lightning instantly overwhelmed him.
At the same time, the swordsmith in the room activated the magic weapon in his hand.
exile--
Three miles!
The next moment his figure disappeared, lightning engulfed the hut. The dose of lightning was so great that the entire building in the village was covered in it, as if a volcanic eruption had occurred and the top of the mountain had been flattened.
Three miles away, the young swordsmith appeared.
Ignoring the lightning that shot up into the sky behind him, the swordsmith immediately poured all the spring water he had prepared on the sword.
Termination fountain!
The Terminating Fountain will forcibly terminate all symbols. Of course, the sword does not belong to the talisman tube, but the materials of the sword are connected together according to the talisman tube. In theory, enough spring water can cause all the materials on the surface of the sword to crack and fall off. It's just that those talismans are protected in layers, and it requires a lot of spring water and all-round immersion to penetrate the protective layer and come into contact with the talismans.
The swordsmith doesn't have that much spring water at hand, but he will choose a clever node to pour it on. That is the weak point of the rune-type protective layer, and spring water can penetrate most easily.
This fragile node has always been hidden and difficult for outsiders to detect. But in front of the sword manual, the sword has no secrets.
"Click——"
A crack appeared in the Jubao Sword, and liquid seemed to be flowing in the crack.
The first layer of earthen material is already on the verge of collapse.
At this moment, the golden light of Jubao Sword suddenly surged and flew rapidly in one direction.
It is not that it senses a crisis and wants to run away, but is called in that direction.
However, although it flew very fast, there was a jar waiting for him in front.
Jubao Sword suddenly got into the mouth of the jar and was trapped inside.
Swordsmanship - Can Zang!
The swordsmith moved the jar in and felt the jar tremble. Obviously, even a sword-level jar cannot trap a shaky sword for too long.
"Really, even if the swordsman dislikes you and wants to wash you off again, do you still have to go back to the swordsman?" The swordsmith shook his head gently, "I would have known that I would really wash you away. You didn't recognize any swordsman at that time. ”
Just kidding - cleaning a sword doesn't happen overnight, especially if the swordsman is still alive. Not to mention that during the journey, all the materials were not available. Cleaning the sword under the eyes of the swordsman was like a mouse poking a cat's nostril - looking for death.
Furthermore, if the swordsmith who actually came to attend the appointment was dragged up the mountain, wouldn't everything be exposed?
The chain thunder talisman they prepared is still reliable.
In the previous competition, they accidentally got an idea for making high-energy thunder bombs. That is to continuously stack the thunder symbols, and write the terminator on each thunder symbol, so that they can be superimposed safely, and finally pour the terminator together and detonate them all.
Of course, there is also a matching magic weapon jar to store the thunderbolt talisman that is critical to explosion, and finally throw it out together.
What they prepared this time was a gift pack of five hundred-style thunder talismans. They almost blew themselves up trying to make this baby.
but……
The swordsman is really tenacious. He can survive such a powerful explosion - if he dies and his sword disappears, he will not want to return to the swordsman. The people on the mountain had already retreated, and no one was going to finish the attack.
To last a last hit or to die, that is also a question.
The sword in the jar became more and more agitated, and cracks appeared on the surface of the jar.
The swordsmith stretched out his hand and took out another jar.
"I'll just spend it with you. The jar is enough. I see you... ah."
He stopped continuing to hide and consume the sword to the end.
In the distance, a charred figure staggered over.
"Ju Bao Jian, your family's heartless swordsman who cannot die is here to find you."
