When the sword soul swung the knife over, although his face was vicious, he did not intend to kill me, and I could feel that he gave me enough time to swing the knife against the enemy.

I knew that if I really wielded the knife, the two knives would inevitably collide together, and the time would come to make a decision, and life and death would be decided.

So instead of raising my hand, I took two steps back.

The sword soul looked at me in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be a coward too?" He said coldly: "The next time my knife comes up, it will go straight to the point, you can't dodge, if you don't swing the knife to resist, there is only a dead end." ”

Seeing that he was about to make a move, I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely: "I don't accept it." ”

The sword soul stopped, looking playful: "You are not convinced? ”

I nodded: "That's right, I don't accept it, my knife is just an ordinary knife, there is no way to compare with you, I will definitely lose this knife competition, so even if I lose, I won't accept it." ”

The sword soul clasped his hands in front of his chest and said unhurriedly, "Then how do you take it?" ”

My mind was hot, and I said, "If I also have a big knife made of souls, I will use this kind of knife to compete with you, and if I lose, I will take it." ”

Hearing this, the sword soul looked at me silently. I didn't know what he was thinking, and I was scared.

Suddenly, like a whirlwind, he burst out and rushed towards me. I screamed, turned around and tried to run. However, his speed was too fast, and I felt a gust of wind wrap around my body.

The wind was blowing on my body, it was cold and painful, as if a cold blade was slapping against my body.

I secretly complained: "It's over, it's over." I annoyed him, no need to compare knives, and now I'm dead. ”

However, two seconds later, the gust of wind passed me and rushed to the front.

I raised my head in surprise and saw that the sword soul was choking Xue Qian's neck, looking at me with a smile on his face.

Xue Qian stretched out her two hands, struggling in vain, seeing that her strength was getting smaller and smaller.

I was terrified and asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

The sword soul said lightly: "Don't you want to forge a knife with a soul?" There's just a soul here. ”

My head buzzed, and I quickly shook my head: "No, this is my friend." ”

The sword soul smiled smugly: "That's better." In the future, the two of you, one person and one sword, will fight side by side, won't it be a good story for the ages? ”

Xue Qian was about to cry. Kick your feet in mid-air.

I came up with a reason: "I don't know how to forge a knife." This will not be done for a while. ”

The sword soul suddenly looked excited: "I'll teach you." When you learn how to forge a knife, you will be a real knife caster, and if I kill you, it will be regarded as a debtor, come on, let's start quickly. ”

As he spoke, he dragged Xue Qian towards a room.

I didn't want to go, but I was worried about Xue Qian's safety, so I could only follow.

The sword soul has risen a roaring furnace, where hammers, tongs, bellows, anvils, everything is available. It's a blacksmith's shop.

Xue Qian was still being grabbed by the sword soul, but his neck had been released. He saw me standing in front of the fire at a loss, and asked with some worry: "Old Zhao, you won't really lock me up in this broken knife, right?" ”

Before I could speak, the sword soul had already begun to scare him: "At the moment of life and death, father and son are unreliable, let alone friends?" Put you in a knife and he will be saved, as is what everyone does. ”

Xue Qian asked nervously, "What will happen to me if I am locked in a knife?" Will I still be able to come out? ”

The sword soul said, "I can't. From now on you will be the knife, and the knife will be you. At most, like me in the future, it looks like a demon, but in fact it is still just a knife, but it cannot be reincarnated, and it cannot enjoy human worship. ”

Then the sword soul still put Xue Qian on the ground, and it could be seen that he was not worried about Xue Qian escaping, in other words, even if Xue Qian escaped, he was sure to catch it back.

He began to explain slowly how to forge a knife. And I stood by and listened pretendedly.

At the beginning, Xue Qian still had hope for me, but seeing that I had really learned, he couldn't help but scold me.

I took advantage of the fact that the sword soul was not paying attention, leaned over and whispered to him: "Dude, don't worry, the two of us will be saved if we grind until dawn?" ”

My plan was seamless, and then Xue Qian looked horrified after hearing it. I looked at the knife soul who was fiddling with the iron tongs, and asked Xue Qian in a low voice, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Xue Qian's eyes widened and said, "Old Zhao, it turns out that you still don't know?" ”

I was so heartbroken by him that I asked, "What do I know?" ”

Suddenly, a cold hand was placed on the back of my neck, and then I heard the voice of the sword spirit: "It will not be dawn until the knife is finished." ”

Although I don't know what Xue Qian and Sword Soul are referring to, judging from the reactions of the two of them, I know that there is no hope of delaying time, so I have to make a desperate bet.

I stood beside the sword soul and asked, "Is your body a knife?" ”

The sword soul nodded: "Every part is transformed by the knife. ”

I pretended to be curious: "So, your back is the back of a knife, and your chest is a blade?" ”

The sword soul nodded: "Almost." ”

I gritted my teeth and thought, "Life or death, this is it." ”

Then, without warning, I burst into flames, brandished the quick knife in my hand, and slashed at the back of the sword soul. Just listen to a loud bang.

I felt the quick knife in my hand tremble, and there was a pain in my mouth, as if it was about to tear.

I looked at the knife in my hand in a panic, and then at the soul of the knife.

The sword soul looked at me with a smile on his face as if he didn't react. Then, with a snap, the knife in my hand broke in two.

I muttered to myself, "I can't imagine that the soul forging knife is so powerful, even the back of the knife is so tough. ”

Then I felt a powerful force pull at me, and my body kept backing and staggering, and then I shivered violently and woke up.

I saw me sitting cross-legged on a futon with the electronic watch in front of me, which was exactly 1:20 a.m. The half-truncated knife was already on the ground, and the remaining half was held in my hand.

I finally understood why the old people's knives broke for no reason, and why when the knives broke, they would kneel at the door and commit suicide. It turned out that in the dream, they had already tried once.

I finally understood the meaning of the sword soul, why the sky would not dawn before the knife was completed. Many people have this feeling, you have a nightmare, you are hunted down in the dream, you go through countless lives and deaths, but when you wake up, you find that only two minutes have passed.

I want to get up from the futon and get out of here as soon as possible. However, the voice of the sword soul sounded, and he circled around my body, and kept muttering: "The knife breaks the death, the knife breaks the death, the knife breaks the death......"

The sound was like a spell that slowly entered my head. My mind began to blur, and I involuntarily knelt in the doorway.

I had a slight consciousness in my heart that if I continued like this, it would be a bad thing, but I couldn't control my behavior, and soon, even my thoughts couldn't be controlled.

I felt someone pushing me and pulling at my hair, but I couldn't see anything, and the sensations coming from outside my body were dulled thousands of times.

Suddenly, I felt a tingling in my fingertips. Ten fingers connected to the heart, this pain was like a basin of cold water poured down, and I immediately woke up.

I saw a circle of people around me. And my hands were holding the broken knife, looking like it was going to be plunged into my throat.

Secretary Wang snatched my knife away, looking worried: "Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?" Even you're on the way? ”

I looked at my fingers, and blood was pouring from them. And next to him knelt panting prophets. He held a wooden knife in his hand: "Savior, the messenger of the Lord has brought a treasure with which to save everyone's lives." ”

I looked at the wooden knife and picked it up in a daze. He muttered, "Knife, another knife." ”

However, when I took the wooden knife in my hand and felt its weight, my body trembled as if I had been electrocuted, and I grabbed the Prophet by the collar: "Where did this knife come from?" Who gave it to you? ”

The prophet looked terrified: "It was brought by the angel of the Lord, and this is a gift from the Lord." ”

I felt a wave of ecstasy in my heart: "He's coming, he's coming." I grabbed the Prophet, got up in a hurry, and said, "Hurry up until I see the messenger." ”

However, we didn't even have a chance to get out of the wooden house, the oil lamp on the table went out and regained our sight, and then the angry voice of the sword soul sounded: "The knife kills people, I didn't expect you to keep the contract?" Well, since you forced me to show up, then everyone here will have to die. ”