in the edge

Chapter 81 Ruan Shantao

Like people, swords also have their own lifespan.

Just like people have birth, old age, sickness 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 bravely as if nothing happened , drinking blood.

"Until they give 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 to work overtime, or no one likes to work overtime, after all, it means overloading the workload, which means squeezing his own rest time, and even messing up his work and rest. The body becomes weak.

And swords and weapons are somewhat similar.

Just as human beings can live for a long time as long as they don't work overtime and pay attention to health preservation on weekdays, swords and weapons can often be preserved for a long time if they pay attention to maintenance-but the other way around, it's like human beings working overtime every day, turning day and night upside down. It will get worse. These swords and weapons are often used overloaded, and they are also extremely easy to collapse.

And when the physique is poor to a certain extent, if you continue to work overloaded, you will die suddenly.

If it were a sword or weapon, it would be broken on the spot.

"And there is another point, which is what I just said is not very appropriate... that is, the nature of the job is different, and the job of swords and weapons is different from people after all."

Speaking of this, Liu Bolun couldn't help but sigh.

Even if people's work is varied, the pressure they face is, in the final analysis, limited.As for swords and weapons... there is only one job for swords and weapons, and that is to kill.

Now that it has reached the point of killing and killing, how can the deceased not harbor resentment?

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 it is still difficult to kill hundreds or even tens of thousands of people. After that, how could a mere knife bear that monstrous resentment and hatred?
"That's why, swords and weapons often need to be polished and maintained. On the one hand, it is to dissolve the evil spirit, and on the other hand, it is also to eliminate the resentment, so that they can get rid of these resentments... After all, it is like people. , There are times when the knife can't hold it."

While talking, Liu Bolun tapped the blade in his hand.

"When it can't hold on, the knife will die."

Shaking his head, Liu Bolun handed back the knife.

"A person cannot be resurrected after death, and the sword is the same. Since it has killed so many people for you, then find a good place and bury it alive."

"Um……"

Du Chengfeng frowned slightly.

It is true that a person cannot be resurrected after death, and he knows this.

But if the knife is dead, is there really no way to come back to life?
"Please take another look."

With that said, Du Chengfeng opened the saddle bag again.

He took out his heavy, severed sword.

"Another broken knife... It seems that it is not peaceful for you to come from Jibei."

Seeing another broken blade being taken out, Liu Bolun couldn't help but sigh.

And when Du Chengfeng took out the other half of the cutting blade, Liu Bolun simply took out a wine gourd and drank two mouthfuls of it—obviously, as a grinder and a person who has been with weapons all year round, he was somewhat I can't stand this kind of scene.

But immediately, Du Chengfeng joined the two severed blades together to form a complete sword.

Liu Bolun's eyes immediately straightened.

"Am I still sober?"

With two slaps on his face, Liu Bolun's eyes widened.

The tingling sensation on his face was still there, and he could confirm that he should be awake, but the knife that appeared in front of him...is this 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 carefully.

But this time, Du Chengfeng refused.

"Next time, definitely next time."

Seeing Liu Bolun's performance, Du Chengfeng already knew that there might be something weird about his thick and heavy knife - it would be a little strange to stand on the side of the road and discuss with a drunk when it involved the weapon he was most familiar with. fit.

"So is the head of the mountain here? I remember that the long knife was sharpened by him last time. If it was him, maybe he could find a solution..."

"The head of the mountain has gone out, but he will be back soon... hey, hey, don't be in a hurry, come here after a long time, at least take a tour of the academy first."

Seeing that Du Chengfeng was about to turn his head and leave, Liu Bolun quickly grabbed Du Chengfeng's sleeve, trying to persuade him to come down.

But the academy in this mountain is really not much better. There is a cafeteria, a dormitory, and the living room of the mountain chief. The only ones who can visit are the classrooms on the side.

However, the classroom was also in session, and it was not easy for Liu Bolun to bring Du Chengfeng in, but when he heard the sound of reading in the classroom, Du Chengfeng felt a little familiar.

That's right, he still remembers the sound of reading that he felt when he was studying the method of grinding a long knife and breaking a horse, that's it.

It's just that he didn't hear clearly at that time, what was the reading sound reading.

This time, by the classroom window, he heard clearly.

"Is this what you teach in your academy? To teach people kindness?"

"Yes, if you want to teach people, this set of things is the most suitable."

Through the window, looking at the students with a little ignorance on their faces inside, Liu Bolun was in a daze.

"Although I don't know what is the use of this thing in today's world...but I can't teach them to drink alcohol?"

"That's why the old man would rather let the students lead the reading than let you go in to teach. Drinking and escaping can relieve temporary worries, but it can't solve any problems."

While Du Chengfeng and Liu Bolun were chatting, an old man leading a donkey came slowly.

This couldn't help but make Du Chengfeng look sideways.

During this period of time, besides Yang Xuan, the old man who can impress Du Chengfeng deeply is the old man in front of him.It's just that it's different from Yang Xuan's tough and indomitable temperament like weeds. Just standing there, this old man with white beard and hair is like a straight green pine, with an immobile aura of his own.

"Master!"

Almost instinctively, Du Chengfeng's spinal cord stretched out like a big cat, and his figure had already entered a state of combat readiness.

The intuition in his mind was crazily calling the police. Although the old man in front of him had white beard and hair and looked senile, if he really made a move, he might not lose to He Xiqing!

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, after turning into a monster, can still have a few transformations, if this old man does his best...

It's no wonder that even after He Xiqing became a strange bird, he didn't cross Jizhou and fly to Yanzhou in the south to look for food.

There is actually such a master hiding among the co-authors in Yanzhou!
"The strong man is slow to move, the old man has no malicious intentions."

Seeing so much commotion on Du Chengfeng's side, the old man leading the donkey couldn't laugh or cry.

"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 stretched out his hand to Du Chengfeng.

"Bring the knife here, this old man is Ruan Shantao you are looking for."

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