Chapter 140 - Village Chief

My wife, Tamako, looked around. She sensed the general direction from which the Nichirin Sword's breath came, and slowly closed her eyes on the spot.

The reinforcements that Lord Wuhan mentioned have still not arrived.

Do you want to keep waiting?

It's just a human stronghold...

She frowned slightly, feeling a little confused.

In her opinion, it is natural that ghosts can easily defeat humans.

But Wu Kai's cautious appearance made her a little confused.

I casually brushed the long yellow hair hanging down on my face. My wife, Tamako, had no emotion in her eyes. She slowly raised her head and looked at the moon.

"...It's so beautiful, the moon." She said this almost subconsciously.

After saying this, she was slightly stunned.

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Inside the Knife Forging Village.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." The village chief of Blacksmithing Village was a thin man with white hair, sitting on his knees on the futon, and said in an old and sharp voice:

"I didn't expect that I would be able to see Mr. Shangquan in my lifetime. I'm really a little out of control."

When Ji Guoyuan heard this, he subconsciously glanced at Shang Quannai, who was sitting opposite him and blinking, and then put down the chopsticks in his hand.

"Village Chief, what's the matter?" Shang Quannai turned to look at the village chief. He had food in his mouth. To be honest, he hadn't eaten for a long time.

The village chief took a few deep breaths. He must have been the village chief for more than ten years, otherwise he would not be able to stabilize his emotions so skillfully.

"Yes, Lord Shangquan, this is a very important matter for us swordsmiths."

As the village chief spoke, he carefully took a box from the hands of the people beside him and placed it on the tatami in front of him with both hands.

Click.

The village chief's old hand trembled slightly as he placed it on the groove of the box's mouth.

Da da da da da!

Then he pressed quickly, and finally his fingers suddenly twisted to the left!

Click!

The box slowly opened a crack.

aside.

My wife Shancun was looking at Shang Quannai with great confusion, and asked Jiichiro in a low voice:

"What did that old man mean?" My wife Shancun lowered her voice and leaned into Jiichiro's ear: "In my lifetime? What?"

"Why can't I understand?"

Although I had learned a few words from Ming Zhu in "Heaven", I later learned about Shang Quan Nai's general status from several Zhu's mouths.

But he still doesn't know the truth.

Jiichiro shook his head slightly, and also lowered his voice as he answered my wife Shancun:

"I'll explain to you later, don't talk now."

Jiguo Yuanyi's ears twitched slightly, and all the conversation between the two was transmitted to his ears. He slightly raised his eyes and glanced at Shang Quannai.

At this time.

With trembling hands, the village chief took out a well-maintained white short blade from the box. You could even vaguely see the cold light reflected from the short blade.

This is a bone control weapon.

The village chief lowered his head slightly, held his wakizashi and said:

"This is the bone blade you made originally. Our Knife Forging Village will take it out for maintenance and enshrinement from generation to generation."

"It's such a wonderful bone blade, I'll be amazed every time I see it."

"Thanks to you, my ancestors were able to gather so many swordsmiths in that era to form the first generation of swordsmithing villages."

Shang Quanna gently put down his chopsticks, listened to the village chief's words, and recalled the swordsmith Ying who held his wakizashi.

"The ancestor passed down your portrait through his own memory, so we can recognize you."

"Every village site has your sculptures in the square that only swordsmiths can enter. This is our insignificant respect..."

"However, my ancestor never had time to thank you. This is a regret in his life, so..."

Shang Quannai's memory stagnated, and his expression became a little frozen. He put down the chopsticks in his hand slightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the village chief and the two knife forgers beside him.

His eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of his eyes twitched.

What?

sculpture?

My sculpture?

Every village?

Shang Quannai felt awkward and ashamed. He looked at the village chief and others with a slightly distorted smile.

The village chief put the wakizashi back into the box, and then buried his head deeply, assuming a soil seat posture, and the two people beside him did the same.

boom!

"Thank you for your help to the Knife Forging Village! Thank you very much!!"

The three of them spoke at the same time, and muffled voices came from under the heads buried by several people.

"No, it's okay." Shang Quannai's mouth twitched. He smiled with some difficulty and reached out to help the village chief up.

Then he looked seriously at the village chief's eyes hidden under the mask:

"Please remove it..."

Halfway through his words about wanting to tear down the sculpture, the village chief's old eyes showed some doubts, which finally made Shang Quan Naining choke on his words.

He waved his hand and picked up the chopsticks again:

"Forget it, it's okay."

"I understand your thoughts..."

Shang Quanna sighed secretly in his heart. Then he and Ji Guoyuan looked at each other. Suddenly he remembered something and quickly grabbed the village chief:

"By the way, if you want to forge swords, who is the best sword forger in the village?"

The village chief was slightly stunned. He looked at Shang Quannai's smiling expression, and his mind was in a trance. He felt that there was something wrong with the ancient painting smiling in front of him.

He answered vaguely:

"Yes, it's Tie Qiao who just led the way for them."

"Then, is it okay to ask Tie Qiao to forge a knife for my friend?" Shang Quannai smiled, patted the village chief's shoulder gently, and then withdrew his hand.

The friend Shang Quanna was talking about was naturally referring to Jiguo Enichi.

The village chief nodded immediately as if he understood, and then said in a serious tone:

"Of course! That's what we mean."

"Then, the rest of us won't disturb your meal. Please feel free to give us your instructions if you have any questions."

"We'll take our leave now."

The village chief lowered his head slightly, and after saying a few words, he gently retreated into the corridor and closed the door of the room.

in the room.

For a moment, the eyes of Jiguoyuanyi, my wife Shancun, and Jiyilang were all focused on Shangquan Nai.

Fortunately for Jiichiro, he had already learned about Shang Quanna's general identity before.

But my wife Shancun was looking at Shang Quannai with wide eyes and a puzzled look on her face.

He was curious.

My wife put down her chopsticks and slapped the table.

"You...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

As soon as my wife Shancun stood up, Ciichiro covered her mouth with his left hand and pushed her back hard.

Jiichiro glanced at my wife Shancun with sharp eyes, then took his arm, smiled and nodded to Senna, the monk of Enichi Kuni:

"He wanted to go for a walk on the street. I went out with him and left first."

Then, Ciichiro opened the door hurriedly, took my wife Shancun and escaped.