After grinding, the blade is as bright as new, the hair is blown and broken, and the blade surface is covered with layers of patterns, winding, like clouds on the horizon, touching with your hands, extremely smooth.

The blade of the sword is sharp, it needs the hardness of the metal, the sword body is tough and not easy to break, and it needs to be extremely tough, an excellent sword, to forge the hard and fragile metal with the flexible metal, it requires extremely high technology, some processing means, will form a beautiful pattern on the metal surface, this pattern is not artificially carved, but naturally produced in forging.

Ke Mingde pulled out a dagger, which he had bought from a wealthy man who loved swords, using steel from a certain laboratory, which was extremely hard enough to cut through pig iron, but it was brittle, only five centimeters long, and the handle was made of hard ebony, with a button on it, which could eject the blade and lock it, small and delicate, beautiful and practical.

The two sharp weapons knocked lightly, and the blades collided, making a crisp sound, Ke Mingde exerted a little force, and a gap in the size of a grain of rice suddenly appeared on the dagger.

"Good sword, good sword!" Ke Mingde pinched the sword, to be exact, an iron bar, without a hilt, and couldn't put it down.

"The two words engraved on it should be the name of this sword, but unfortunately I don't know it, so let's call it 'Yitian'!"

Dancing a sword flower and putting the Heavenly Sword into the space mirror, Ke Mingde guessed the situation of this world based on what he saw in the cave.

"It's probably a relatively developed civilized society, at least the smelting process has reached its peak, no electronics have been found, and perhaps the industrial revolution has not yet occurred here?...... What does this cloth record? Is it a letter? A treasure map?"

After walking for another half a day, Ke Mingde finally found traces of civilization.

Halfway up the hill on a gentle slope, a dilapidated brick house looms, hidden in the shadows of the trees.

The mud walls, the blue-black tiles, the arched Chinese classical architecture, the windows are empty, the window lattices don't know where to go, and they are covered with cobwebs and dust.

Only one side of the wooden door remains, the wooden sill is rotten and withered, a plaque hangs on the lintel, the handwriting is not clear, and some small birds nest under the eaves.

Walking through the gate, a statue of the god came into view, the mud tire was broken, and the dyes were still colorful and green. There was an offering table in front of the idol, and there were no incense and candle offerings, but it was very clean, and next to the offering table was a pile of ashes and charcoal that had not been burned.

This is a small temple, the scale is very small, there is only one, and it is also very tidy, there are no snakes and beasts to live, it should be often visited.

Through scanning, after turning over this mountain, the mountains have reached the end, and you can still see the path in the mountain, but I don't know how far away it is to meet the people.

It was getting late, and Ke Mingde stayed in this small temple.

At dawn the next day, after putting away the tent and just about to leave, Ke Mingde stopped, and a stranger approached on the mountain road in the distance.

The man was dressed in a coarse black cloth shirt, with a straw hat on his head, and a longbow on his back, and a hunting dog led the way.

It's a hunter!

Ke Mingde's eyes rolled, and an idea came to mind.

Climbed onto the offering table, jumped slightly, and climbed up the beams of the house.

After a short time, the hunter walked along the mountain road to the gate of the small temple.

"Wow, Wow!"

The hound smelled something and barked at the small temple, and the hunter was very curious and led the dog to the small temple.

All of this was a secret trick on the part of Ke Mingde, who used psychic spells to lure the more easily recruited hounds into the small temple, which was obviously a place for hunters to go into the mountains to hunt.

The hunter went into the mountains to hunt all the year round, day after day, year after year, and he knew this place well, and when he saw the hound barking at the small temple, he took off the hunting bow on his back, put on a feathered arrow, and walked into the small temple carefully.

"It's the beast again, and it looks like we'll have to bring some lime and realgar powder with you next time you go into the mountains. ”

He thought to himself and followed the hound into the small temple.

The temple is extremely small, with few furnishings, and there are no wild beasts in the view.

"Could it be that a snake came in?" he thought in his heart, and his heart suddenly burst out, his scalp was numb, and cold sweat flowed out, as if the sky had collapsed.

Look at the hound again, scared to squat on the ground, whining and whining in his mouth, urine flowing.

"Vulna Orion, why don't you kneel when you see my idol!"

A majestic voice sounded in his heart like thunder.

He looked up and saw that the clay statue was standing on the altar, the mud tire was broken, the vermilion paint was withering, and it was eerie and terrifying.

"Grandpa Mountain God!

He knelt on the ground, prayed and kowtowed.

"Raise your head, who is you, where is this?"

The thunderous voice sounded again, and Orion looked up, the straw hat had fallen just now, revealing a frightened face.

Yellow people, with their hair tied and bearded, have a strong body, thick bones, wear coarse cloth shirts, and walk on bast shoes, similar to ancient Chinese appearance.

"Xiaomin's surname is Wu Rongfu, a native of Wujia Village, this is Diecui Mountain, I don't know what happened to the mountain god's grandfather?"

Wu Rongfu quietly raised his eyes and looked at the clay statue, motionless, and his courage was slightly enlarged.

"I am in accordance with the will of the Emperor of Heaven, go here today, let the god of Diecui Mountain, I have lived in the last session for a long time, I don't know the customs of this place, call you to come, say well, the god of this mountain will not hesitate to reward!"

Ke Mingde lay on the pillar, and used his spiritual power to communicate directly with this Orion, saving the trouble of language barriers, and he could also play tricks, with the deterrent technique he had just cast, the effect was surprisingly good.

"Returning to the mountain god, this is the eastern foot of Diecui Mountain, the west is Yunchang County, the small family lives in Wujia Village, and is ...... at the foot of the mountain."

"I don't know what year it is, what day is today?"

"This year is the thirty-fifth year of Yanxi, the third day of the fifth month. ”

"I see you're in good health, but your family is rich?"

"Xiaomin's family is not wealthy, there is an old mother who survives, and there are four children, but Xiaomin is a hunter, and he often eats meat, so he is healthy. ”

Ke Mingde wanted to ask him if he knew what cultivation path he knew, but when he answered like this, in order to maintain the majesty of his "mountain god", it was difficult to ask.

"Are there demons in this place?" he asked again, after thinking about it.

Wu Rongfu thought for a while: "I heard that Wu Chongxi's family has run into evil, and he is crazy all day long, and there is discord in the family...... The youngest son of Wu Laoliu's family has a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and I heard that he is the reincarnation of a crab......"

Wu Rongfu chattered and talked about the strange stories of the countryside, and Ke Mingde quickly interrupted him when he heard that Ke Mingde's brain was full of stars.

"Can you read?"

"The villain has worked in the county for two years and knows more than 100 words. At this, he smiled, as if it were a great thing.

"I have lived in the upper realm for a long time, and I have used the language of God to communicate with me, and I don't know the words of the mortal world, so you can write it and tell me!"

Ke Mingde said, printed out a piece of chalk, made a clever move, and threw it on the ground without damage.

Wu Rongfu saw the chalk falling from the sky, looked up, and found nothing, Ke Mingde used a spiritual illusion to deal with an ordinary person, wouldn't it be easy to catch it without showing a trace.

Orion picked up the chalk, immediately understood the purpose, and lay on the ground writing and explaining.

Wu ...... Glory...... Rich...... Sky...... Above...... Person...... Under...... Field...... Gu ......"

Ke Mingde watched carefully, memorized it attentively, and just remembered the pronunciation of these glyphs clearly.

This character is also a square word, and the grammar rules are very similar to Chinese characters.

After that, Ke Mingde asked some more questions, and asked Wu Rongfu about what he knew, and then stopped.

"Yes, this money is given to you, and you should leave quickly!"

A silver ingot fell, Wu Rongfu picked it up, thanked him a thousand times, and led the hound out of the mountain temple.