doomsday son-in-law

Chapter 82
The old blacksmith's surname was Fang, so Yang Mu called him Lao Fang, 50 years old.

"Ah, what is your thing? I really haven't seen it before."

"See if you can forge a knife. It feels like metal. I don't know if it can be used for forging. If not, I hope you can help me make a knife handle."

In fact, Lao Fang didn't listen to what Yang Mu said at all. He held the handle of the knife that Yang Mu made temporarily, took the knife in his hand, and chopped off the iron block beside him.

Unexpectedly, there was no sound, but the knife in the hand penetrated half a centimeter into the iron foot.

Yang Mu was dumbfounded. He had heard of cutting iron like mud, and it was the first time he saw it today.

Although the sword-handed zombie had split the car skin before, it was only a layer of skin after all, and the impact on Yang Mu was not too great.

"This thing doesn't look sharp, but it can penetrate so deep into the iron with a light swing. It's weird. Where did you get it? I see what is connected to the handle of the knife? Why does it look like a pig's trotter?"

The fingers of the knife-handed zombie had been merged together, and the short section left on the knife after being cut off by Yang Mu really looked like a pig's trotter.

Yang Mu didn't know whether to tell the truth to Lao Fang, but Lao Fang didn't care too much, and had already gone to get equipment to make knives.

Yang Mu was afraid that he would ask about the origin of the hand knife again, so he began to actively guide the topic.

"Lao Fang, I see that you have all the equipment here. Are you still a professional refining master? There are not many such professions now."

"I can be considered a professional. After retiring from the army, I have been cultivating iron in the countryside for many years. I have combined some modern technology to study ancient forging methods. I also have a lot of experience. This thing is not iron or steel, but it is very easy to polish. Don't worry. Young man, I will train you two good knives... Now its shape is too short and thick, why don't I make it thinner for you, if you want to kill zombies in the future, long knives should be better than short knives."

Yang Mu naturally agreed, and was a little surprised to see that the two knives in the stove were already melted and not scattered.

I didn't expect this thing to be so easy to refine, so it melted away.

The old house was busy preparing the abrasive tools, and then added some other materials.

"Its melting point is so low. I'm adding some charcoal and metal to make it more heat-resistant. The handle of the knife should be made of steel. I happened to have refined some before. It can be directly installed, and the scabbard is also suitable. of"

Lao Fang had already started talking to himself, lost in the mood of forging these two knives, and didn't pay much attention to Yang Mu.

Yang Mu slowly had nothing to say, and finally fell asleep on the sofa in the corridor of the blacksmithing studio in the old house until dawn.

Opening his eyes, he saw that Lao Fang was sitting on the ground opposite him, with a haggard face, but his eyes were full of excitement.

Yang Mu sat up, stared at the old house for a while before regaining consciousness, and then saw two sheathed long knives placed on the ground between himself and the old house.

The length is actually not too long, it is estimated to be about 1.4 meters from the head to the handle, and the handle is 1.2 centimeters, which means that the blade is about [-] meters five.

"Old Fang, is my knife ready?"

"Haha! It's done, I want to thank you!"

"Thank me?"

The old house suddenly burst into tears, making Yang Mu baffled.

"Hey, I have been obsessed with forging swords and swords for half my life. I have forged eight hundred swords and three hundred and four knives. However, I have never been able to find a work that satisfies me. Now I have finally fulfilled my biggest dream in life , Death is worth it! Haha, I will never be able to forge such a satisfying masterpiece in my life."

Yang Mu was stunned for a while, then said with a smile on the corner of his mouth:
"Old Fang, it seems that you are really satisfied with these two knives? Then show me?"

"Okay! Come and see!"

Lao Fang stood up, took one of the knives in his hand, grabbed the handle and took the knife out of its sheath.

Yang Mu's eyes widened immediately, the blade of this knife turned out to be blue!

"The so-called male and female weapons mean that the two are mutually reinforcing, and they can resonate when they meet! Just like that go-getter Mo Xie! Look at this knife, it is very similar to a Miao knife, but the handle is shorter. The overall blade It is blue, 1.2 meters long, Weixiong... sorry, I have already named these two knives, if you agree, I will not charge you any forging fees."

"Haha, it's just a name, you are their maker, of course you have the final say."

"Well, this knife is male, I call it Chi Zha!"

"Chicha? Which two words?"

"All-powerful!"

"Oh"

Chi Zhadao is a bit convoluted, but it is still mighty, and it is dealt with so-so.

Lao Fang didn't feel that the name he chose was bad at all, and he was like a young man at this time.

Yang Mu fell asleep last night, wondering how much Lao Fang, who hadn't slept all night, put in the two knives.

At this moment, Lao Fang is already very excited with the knife in his hand. In his mind, thousands of troops are galloping. He is like an iron-blooded general standing among the thousands of troops. No matter who comes by his side, he will If you have the strength to kill it with a single blow, the enemy will never survive.

Yang Mu saw that Lao Fang suddenly swung his knife backwards, the slashing knife slashed on the wall, and then cut directly into the wall. It is transparent!
A knife cut through the wall with a thickness of one brick, and there was no obstacle at all...

Yang Mu was completely dumbfounded, looked at the excited old Fang, and said after a long time:
"Why is it so sharp?"

"To be honest, I don't know. This knife is really weird. It feels like I'm the only one in my hand. This is beyond my cognition! So I didn't call it Fengyun, but called it Chizha, which is obvious. more relevant."

After Lao Fang finished speaking, he quickly put the blue Chizha knife into its sheath, and picked up the other knife from the ground. After it came out, Yang Mu was surprised again, this knife turned out to be red!The shape is almost exactly the same as Chi Zha.

"Haha, this female knife is actually one centimeter shorter than the male knife. It may be because the ingredients I added are different. It turns out this red color. I call it a ghost!"

"Heavenly ghost? Why?"

Yang Mu felt that Lao Fang looked a little crazy at this time, his eyes were widened and bloodshot.

"There is no reason! I had this feeling when I was forging her, as if she should be called this name. It's the same for Chi Zha, it's not that I named them, but they chose such a name themselves."

Why is the old guy chattering.

Yang Mu complained in his heart, but remained calm on the surface.

"The Heavenly Ghost? Well, the two knives have different colors, but the effect is similar, right?"

"It's a lot worse! Chizha is extremely sharp, but Tiangui is extremely dexterous. With this knife in your hand, you will feel like a swordsman, as if the knife is an extension of your arm. It can move freely without any sense of stagnation. ! It is born to belong to the swordsman's sword, very mysterious, very powerful!"

Yang Mu rolled his eyes directly, thinking that this old guy is too exaggerated, isn't it just two ordinary knives?Although it is indeed very sharp, it can't be boasted like this, right?
"Come on, little brother, I will give you the most proud work of my life, I will have no regrets in this life."

Lao Fang sheathed the Heavenly Ghost, and handed the two knives to Yang Mu with trembling hands.

Yang Mu was very different after taking it over, because the two knives really had different textures.

The left hand was originally not flexible enough, but when holding the sky ghost, it seemed to be nothing, and it was like an arm when it moved casually.

The Chi Zha on the right hand feels much thicker, as if this knife is full of power and can split everything, and it really has that kind of prestige of Chi Zha and the feet.

What the hell is this?

Is the sword-handed zombie still something special?It's not a simple alien species, but the nails after the corpse are still some kind of genius treasure?
Yang Mu really couldn't figure it out.

At this moment, Lao Fang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

Yang Mu was startled, and hurriedly squatted down to check, only to see that Lao Fang's face was pale and bloodless, but the blood kept flowing out of his mouth.

"Old house! What's wrong with you?"

Lao Fang grabbed Yang Mu's hand, smiled, and said slowly: "Everything has animism, everything has animism"

"What are you talking about? What spirit?"

"Brother, we met by chance, but you made me, thank you... I have already applied for a weapon certificate for you on the table over there. Although that thing is actually useless, you can get fake certificates everywhere, but you should take it too, so as not to trouble."

"Shall I get you a doctor?"

"No! Everything has animism. This is the birth of a divine weapon. Just like Mo Xie, the master of the past, the ghost will be handed down forever! I am an ordinary person. They came into the world by my hands and have already sucked up my blood! I must It's going to die, there's no cure."

"Fuck! Brother, do you read too many fantasy novels? Return Nima's artifact? Stop messing around, okay?"

"It's not trouble! I can really feel that they are artifacts! They are gods! I didn't forge them, they chose me... Brother, now I only ask you for one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"If one day in the future, the name of the mighty ghost will shake the world, don't forget my name, my name is Fang Lian! My name is Fang Lian!"

Fang Lian grabbed Yang Mu's arm and tried to say his name.

But after saying it twice, he died completely.

Grandma, this is too evil.

Yang Mu stood up and took two steps back, talking to himself, staring at Fang Lian's body in a daze for more than ten seconds, and then ran out to find the soldiers in the camp.

The soldiers quickly called the doctor, and after examination, it was confirmed that Fang Lian died of a sudden heart attack.

Watching them take Fang Lian away, Yang Mu was not in a good mood.

It is estimated that he felt that he had created the so-called artifact, and he was too excited to get sick, so he felt a little bit guilty.

But then he thought maybe Fang Lian was happy, he thought he died for his ideal.

Then again, there is something special about these two knives.

Well, if these two knives are really famous in the future, Yang Mu decided to spread the name of Fang Lian as well.

But if the apocalypse strikes in the future, who cares about the value of the knife?What's more, no matter how powerful a knife is, how can it beat a firearm?

Yang Mu was also taken by the soldiers to a room for investigation and questioning.

This matter was a bit strange, but in the end there was no evidence of Yang Mu's crime, so he had to let it go and let Yang Mu go home.

It was still very early at this time, around seven o'clock.

The sun in the east hangs high, shedding thousands of rays of light.

Yang Mu carried the two knives behind his back, thinking while walking.

The loudspeaker in the camp suddenly sounded, broadcasting a message that the first group of people would be sent out of the isolation camp in a few days, with a quota of [-] people, and the list was announced directly, including Yang Mu, Chu Hong, Hu Die, Gu Dasen, and Song Ren.

It seems that besides helping Yang Mu get a quota, Xiangru didn't forget the people who were trapped together.

And Zhuang Yan's family also got a quota, and the related households did not do it for nothing.

After such a list is announced, there will naturally be some people who are happy and others who have hatred, and there are still some people who are full of jealousy and anger, such as Tang Qi
(End of this chapter)