Like people, swords also have their own lifespan.
Just like people are subject to birth, old age, illness and death, swords and weapons often have their own limits, but most of the time, these strong metals will not show it, but will continue to fight the enemy as if nothing has happened. , drink blood.
"Until they can no longer hold up."
Liu Bolun carefully inspected the horse-breaking knife, looking at every tiny mark on the blade.
"Although this analogy is not very appropriate...but just like people, do you like to work day and night?"
Of course Du Chengfeng shook his head.
Working day and night, that is, working overtime, of course he doesn't like working overtime, or in other words, no one likes working overtime. After all, it means an overload of work, squeezing one's rest time, and even confusing work and rest. The body becomes weak.
The swords and weapons are also somewhat similar.
Just like human beings can live a long time as long as they don't work overtime and pay attention to health care, swords and weapons can often be preserved for a long time if they pay attention to maintenance - but on the other hand, just like human beings work overtime every day, day and night are reversed, and the body It will get worse. These swords and weapons are often overused, and they are extremely easy to chip and curl.
And when the physical condition deteriorates to a certain level and the person continues to work overloaded, the person will die suddenly.
If it were a sword or weapon, it would be broken on the spot.
"And there is another point that what I just said is not very appropriate... that is the difference in the nature of the type of work. The work of swords and weapons is ultimately different from that of people."
Speaking of this, Liu Bolun couldn't help but sigh.
Even if people have a variety of jobs, the pressure they face is, in the final analysis, limited. As for swords and weapons... swords and weapons have only one job, and that is to kill.
Since it has reached the level of killing, how could the deceased not be resentful?
Facing this sword that took their lives, they all wished that this sword and the person holding this sword would be cut into pieces without a burial place.
That is the deepest hatred, the deepest resentment. No matter how strong a knife is, it can withstand the resentment of several or even dozens of people, but after killing hundreds, thousands, or even thousands of people, After that, how could a mere knife bear the overwhelming resentment and hatred?
"This is why swords and weapons often need to be polished and maintained. On the one hand, it is to resolve evil spirits, and on the other hand, it is also to eliminate resentment, so that they can escape the troubles of these resentments... After all, it is just like people when they cannot hold on. , there are times when the knife can’t hold on.”
Saying this, Liu Bolun tapped the blade in his hand.
"When it can no longer hold on, the knife will die."
Shaking his head, Liu Bolun handed the knife back.
"Dead people cannot be resurrected, and the same goes for swords and weapons. Since it has killed so many people for you, then find a good place and bury it alive."
"Um……"
Du Chengfeng frowned slightly.
There is indeed no resurrection after death, he knows this.
But if the sword is dead, is there really no way to revive him?
"Please take another look."
Saying this, Du Chengfeng opened the saddle bag again.
He took out his heavy, severed sword.
"Another broken knife... It seems that you are not in peace when you come out of Jibei."
Seeing another broken blade being taken out, Liu Bolun couldn't help but sigh.
When Du Chengfeng took out the other half of the broken blade, Liu Bolun simply took out a wine gourd and drank two sips of it - obviously, as a grinder and a person who has been with the weapon all year round, he is somewhat I can't stand this kind of scene.
But immediately, Du Chengfeng put the two broken blades together to form a complete sword.
Liu Bolun's eyes immediately straightened.
"Am I still sober?"
Liu Bolun's eyes widened as he was slapped twice on the face.
The stinging sensation on his face was still there, and he could confirm that he was probably awake, but the knife that appeared in front of him... was this kind of thing serious?
As we all know, there is no resurrection after death.
But this knife is dead, how can it come back to life?
"let me see……"
Liu Bolun, who looked puzzled, was about to take the sword and observe it carefully.
But this time, Du Chengfeng refused.
"Next time, next time for sure."
Seeing Liu Bolun's performance, Du Chengfeng already knew that there might be something weird going on with his thick sword - it would be a bit weird to stand on the roadside and discuss with a drunkard when it involves the weapon he is most familiar with. It fits.
"So is your mountain chief here? I remember that the long knife was sharpened by him last time. If it was him, maybe he could find some solution..."
"The mountain leader has gone out, but he will be back soon... Hey, hey, don't leave in a hurry. It's hard to come here, but let's take a look around the academy first."
Seeing that Du Chengfeng was about to turn around and leave, Liu Bolun quickly grabbed Du Chengfeng's sleeve and persuaded him to stop.
However, the academy in the mountains is really not much better. There is a cafeteria, a dormitory, and the principal's living room that are not allowed to enter. The only ones that can be visited are the classrooms on the side.
However, there was also class in the classroom, and it was difficult for Liu Bolun to bring Du Chengfeng in. However, when he heard the sound of Lang Lang reading in the classroom, Du Chengfeng felt a familiar feeling in his heart.
Yes, he still remembered that the sound of reading he felt when he was studying the polishing method for cutting off horses with a long knife was this.
But at that time, he didn't hear clearly what the reading voice was saying.
This time, by the classroom window, he heard it clearly.
"Is this what you teach in your academy? Teaching people to be kind?"
"Yes, if you want to teach people, this set of things is the most suitable."
Through the window, Liu Bolun was stunned as he looked at the students with slightly confused faces inside.
"Although I don't know what use this thing can have in today's world...but I can't teach them to drink?"
"That's why I would rather let the students lead the reading than let you go in and teach the students. Drinking and escaping can relieve temporary worries, but it won't solve any problems."
While Du Chengfeng and Liu Bolun were chatting, an old man leading a donkey slowly walked over.
This made Du Chengfeng look slightly sideways.
During this period of time, the only old man who impressed Du Chengfeng deeply was the old man in front of him, except Yang Xuan. It's just that unlike Yang Xuan's tenacious temperament like a weed, this old man with white beard and hair just stood there, like a straight green pine, with an unshakable aura.
"Master!"
Almost instinctively, Du Chengfeng's spine stretched like a big cat, and his body was already in a state of combat readiness.
The intuition in my mind was frantically calling the police. Although the old man in front of me had white beard and hair and looked senile, if he really made a move, he might not be inferior to He Xi Qing!
This is just the judgment brought by aura, and does not include the many methods that the old man may hide.
Just like He Xiqing can undergo several transformations after turning into a monster, if this old man gives his best...
No wonder He Xiqing did not cross Jizhou and fly to Yanzhou in the south to look for food even after he turned into a strange bird.
There is actually such a master hiding among the co-authors in Yanzhou!
"Strong man, wait a moment, I don't mean any harm."
Seeing the huge commotion on Du Chengfeng's side, the old man leading the donkey was quite dumbfounded.
"I have already heard from the doorman at the foot of the mountain what the strong man's purpose is. Doesn't the strong man want someone to sharpen his sword?"
The old man leading the donkey extended his hand to Du Chengfeng.
"Bring the knife over here, I am the Ruan Shantao you are looking for."
