Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 13 Taking the Sword
Morning time.

The bright sunshine shines on the streets in the south of the city.

The south of the city is the most prosperous area of ​​Izumo City. The long street is dotted with people and bustling with people. Between the white walls, there are continuous roofs and cornices. In front of each shop, there are long banners to attract visitors, which are dancing in the wind. With.

You Su carried the hot buns and walked purposefully through the streets. Before taking breakfast home, he wanted to get his sword.

"Wang Ji Iron Shop" is a small shop but it is the best iron shop in Izumo City because the only blacksmith in it, Master Wang, is not only a master of sword forging skills but also a master of water condensation realm.

That's why he can open an iron shop in the downtown area with great pride. The prominent people in Izumo City are also willing to take care of his business, even though Blacksmith Wang's temper is notoriously weird.

You Su is not a respectable person. He only came here once when he was very young. That was when his master brought him to buy his first sword, which he still uses until now.

I wonder if Blacksmith Wang could still recognize that the sword was made by him when he recast it. Thinking of this, You Su felt as if time flies by.

After entering the door, the heavy smell of pig iron hit his face, and You Su couldn't help but wrinkle his nose. There are some outstanding weapons hanging on the wall, reflecting a dangerous and sharp light.

Blacksmith Wang is lying on the rocking chair behind the counter. He is a dark-skinned old man with a Chinese character face, thick lips, deep and shallow wrinkles on his face, but his arms are not consistent with his age.

Seeing You Su entering the door, Blacksmith Wang glanced at You Su's clothes, and then took a puff of his cigarette: "A rare visitor, are you here to buy a sword?"

"Master Wang, I'll get the sword."

As if he had expected it, Blacksmith Wang stood up and walked to the back room, taking out a simple long sword that was all black in color. He threw the sword to You Su, who caught it steadily.

"Let's take a look, I'm still satisfied." Blacksmith Wang lay down again.

You Su pulled out his sword and carefully touched this familiar old friend with his palm. The chips and wear and tear had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a smooth and delicate glaze to the touch.

You Su held the hilt of the sword and couldn't help but twist it a few times. The feeling of moving his fingers made him feel at ease. You Su happily shouted its name, Mo Song, in his heart, and the Mo Song sword seemed to be responding, trembling slightly.

Blacksmith Wang made countless swords, but he remembered every sword he made. But when he took Mo Song from the girl, he almost didn't recognize it as his own masterpiece.

He couldn't help but think of that morning again, when he was proudly admiring his masterpiece, when the man led a blind boy and broke in and snatched it away, leaving only a motto as buying gold. The man also said grandly that if a good sword matches a good person, this child will make this sword famous across the five continents. He couldn't beat the man, so he could only feel angry.

Later, this motto helped him break through to the Condensing Water Realm, and he gained decades of life. He was relieved of his anger and just felt sorry for his sword. Now that he saw the spots on the mottled pine, he realized that what that man said back then was true. He clearly understood how difficult it was to use the mosong sword like this.

So he took thirty silver from the girl, because the girl only had thirty silver, and he was recasting it for Mo Song, and the value of the consumables could no longer be measured by ordinary money. The Condensing Water Realm was his limit, and in the short lifespan he had left, he also wanted to see how high this sword and its owner would reach.

You Su resisted the thought of continuing to play with it and returned the sword to its sheath. He raised his hand to salute and solemnly said: "Master Wang, my junior sister's thirty silver is just an advance payment. I will settle the remaining amount now."

You Su is also someone who knows how to use swords. Thirty silver coins will never achieve such a recasting effect.

Blacksmith Wang raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "You are smart, but you can't afford it." You Su wanted to say that he was rich, but then he thought that no matter how much money he had, it was just money for mortals, and a real Immortal swords cannot be measured with ordinary money.

Blacksmith Wang looked at You Su who was hesitant to speak, and smiled with his withered lips, "Of course I'm not a member of the Kaiji Hall. If you want to sheath your sword, you have to promise me something."

You Su tightened his grip on the sword, and then suddenly let it go. Now that he couldn't protect himself, how could he make a promise to others.

"Don't be in a hurry to pay me back. You haven't even heard what happened." Blacksmith Wang exhaled a mouthful of smoke, "The swords made by the Forging Bao Sect are unparalleled in the world, and the swords made by the sect leader Ye Qing are even more popular among thousands of people. The monks are rushing to grab it. I am not talented and have had some minor frictions with Venerable Ye Qing. You only need to promise me that you will definitely defeat a monk who holds a sword forged by Venerable Ye Qing."

You Su didn't expect that an old blacksmith in such a remote town could be related to someone like Venerable Ye Qing. You must know that only those who are powerful in the cave realm can be called venerable. On the Five Continents, the venerable is definitely the person at the top of the world of immortality.

Seeing You Su's hesitation, Blacksmith Wang sat up straight and snorted coldly, "I'm not asking you to fight for the Venerable Ye Qing. What are you afraid of? There are many monks with wine bags and rice bags. They can also get the swords forged by the Venerable depending on their background. You Why are you trying to coward them?"

"But……"

As if he was afraid that You Su wouldn't let him go, Blacksmith Wang hurriedly added, "Besides, I don't have many years to live. You promise me first, how will I know if you have done it or not when I die?"

"Don't say that, I just promise you." You Su really couldn't bear to give the sword back, and he couldn't find such a handy sword in a short time. "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised. "

Hearing this, Blacksmith Wang took a puff of cigarette with satisfaction.

At this moment, two more handsome and well-dressed young men came into the store. They originally had flattering faces, but when they saw You Su was also in the store, their faces turned sinister. One of the thinner teenagers pointed at You Su and was about to question him, but was stopped by his companions. Then he remembered that this was the old and weird iron shop.

Through the unique and familiar aura, You Su sensed that these two people were the people who often made things difficult for him. The short one was named Wu Ping, and the tall one was named Wu Cheng. They are all disciples of the Shouxiao Sect, the largest sect in Izumo City.

You Su didn't want to cause more trouble, so he put away the Mo Song Sword and asked Blacksmith Wang to resign.

"Master Wang, I'm leaving first."

"Let's go." Blacksmith Wang nodded, then his tone changed, and he asked Wu Ping and Wu Cheng with an evil look on his face, "Aren't you going to get out?"

Although Wu Cheng felt unhappy about why the blind man could allow this old weirdo to speak kindly, he still remained polite on his face and said with a flattering smile: "Master Wang, don't be angry, we are here to ask an important matter as entrusted by the master. "

"What's the matter?"

"Master He from the sect has been missing for five days. Although Master He is silly and withdrawn and likes to be alone, people occasionally see him. But this time, no one was found. Master sent a disciple to come out. Investigate. I wonder if Master Wang has ever seen him?"

"I've never seen him before, go away." Blacksmith Wang knocked the ashes from his cigarette and sent the guest off ruthlessly.

But You Su, who had not yet gone far, quietly speeded up his departure after hearing the words "Uncle He".

(End of this chapter)