[The craftsman said: I want to exchange all kinds of liquids. 】

Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself.

He thought for a moment, and he had no way of knowing what was so precious about mortal liquids.

Maybe it's refining some kind of potion.

The craftsman is the fiancé of the huntress, and the purpose of coming in such a hurry is too obvious.

[Do I agree to the exchange?] 】

Zhao Chuanxin weighed in his heart and wrote in a moment:

[I said, "Mortal liquids are precious. 】

[The craftsman does not back down: My father is the most familiar with all kinds of sea monster materials, which is why he can become a famous armor craftsman.] And he has passed on all his knowledge to me, and I am one of the few in the world. Besides, the invisible scales of the sawboat insect move the whole body, and I am the only one in this world who has the ability to build armor quickly and easily without destroying any structure. 】

Zhao Chuanxin continued to write:

[I shake my head: But it's still not as valuable as mortal liquids.] 】

Actually, he knows the value of a fart?

[The craftsman city is not deep enough, and he immediately became anxious: Then what else do you want? 】

Written by Zhao Chuanxin;

[I said: I only pay you half of the mortal liquid, not only do you have to make armor and cloak for me, but I also have a weapon, which is made of ordinary metal, and you have to find a way to make it strong and wearable, and extremely sharp. 】

Since this thing knows the knowledge of various sea monster materials, there is a way to think about it.

[The craftsman thought for a while and said: Armor and cloak are fine, but weapons, I can only do half of it.] 】

[I asked: What do you mean?] 】

[The craftsman said: My father used to collect some bone metal, and adding it to the metal will make the metal have a honeycomb-like internal structure like bone, which will make the same size weapon lighter, stronger, and double the cutting effect of the blade.] But because of the extremely high temperatures that require ordinary flames, I can provide bone metal, but I can't build it, so it's up to you to figure it out. 】

[Do I agree to the exchange?] 】

Zhao Chuanxin did not hesitate and wrote:

[I agree.] 】

[The craftsman became elated, and said to me: Fearless Pioneer, you are undoubtedly a great hero, who can single-handedly hunt the sawworm, which is comparable to the greatest hunter on the Red Island. I will provide accommodation for you and your friends free of charge. 】

[I was annoyed that the captain had taken us to the tavern, and I gladly agreed. 】

[It's just that the captain is not very pleasant.] 】

[Before parting, the captain reminded me: Fearless Pioneer, Red Island at night, don't go to those darkest places. 】

Last time, the trade officer also warned against wandering, and this time the captain reminded again.

Zhao Chuanxin recalled the rustling sound in the darkness that "I" had heard before.

[I thanked the captain and went out with the craftsman.] 】

[The craftsman has a lamp hanging from his shoulder, a lamp under his arm, and a lamp in his hand. 】

[The craftsman's house stood on another cliff, and we walked a long way up the stone steps, until there were no street lights, and I found that the night on the Red Island was extraordinarily dark, and the black ones were nowhere to be seen. 】

[The sound of the waves crashing against the reef below is cascading, and the soil on both sides of the stone staircase is dark red, which is said to have been soaked in blood for a long time. 】

[I heard the rustling sound again.] 】

[I was about to ask the craftsman, but the craftsman pointed to the front and said: This is my home. 】

[The craftsman's house is a large wooden two-story building, and the top of the door is painted like a pattern of two whiskers, I don't know if it is used for decoration or has a deep meaning. 】

[I smell a faint fishy smell, and I ask: What is this smell?] 】

[The craftsman guided us in and said: It is a kind of sea monster grease that can avoid some unnecessary trouble. 】

He had no intention of continuing to explain. 】

[The first floor is full of armor-making tools, and we walk through it and follow the decaying staircase to the second floor. Stepping on the floor, making a crunching sound, apparently in disrepair, the wood already has some problems. 】

[The craftsman arranged for us to stay in a room with four beds. 】

[Before leaving, the craftsman said: My father lives downstairs, he doesn't want to be disturbed, everyone don't walk around, it's not safe outside.] 】

Zhao Chuanxin teleported the bone metal over and closed the Old God Codex.

It was a leather bag, and it was full of gray powder.

Is this metal?

He took out the Black Cutter, awakened the Old God's Cauldron Brand, melted the axe, and poured the powder from his leather pouch inside.

As the temperature rises, the surrounding air distorts.

Zhao Chuanxin found that the newly formed axe was expanding, and according to the original shape design, it would become unreasonable to continue to expand.

Between the electric light and flint, Zhao Chuanxin made the axe wide and thick on one side, and narrow with a hook on the other side, creating a skeleton relief in the middle. Seeing that it was still expanding, he let the remaining part spread down into the handle of the axe.

In the end, the length of the axe handle and the axe head was almost two meters and a half, and it was still expanding.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't help it, so he created a wolf tooth hammer head in the back half of the axe, which was just right to maintain balance.

Finally stopped swelling.

He began to regain heat, and when the entire axe became no longer hot, the entire body of the giant axe changed from its original black color to a dull gray.

For the first time, Zhao Chuanxin saw gray metal.

On the surface of the axe, you can see fine honeycomb lines.

Zhao Chuanxin grabbed the handle of the axe and swung it twice, which was not much heavier than the original two plate axes, and he was easy to operate, but the volume was exaggerated.

The axe in front of it is wider than Zhao Chuanxin's chest, and the hook of the small head is slender like a scimitar, with a pointed one, like the hook of a hook sickle.

Because of its honeycomb internal structure, it is actually filled with a lot of air, hollow, like bones.

He controls the Old God's Crucible Brand, carving a few words into the handle of the axe - Grey Cutter.

Well, it lives up to its name.

Zhao Chuanxin put away the gray cutter with satisfaction, and lay down to sleep again.

The next morning, it was dawning.

Jin Jin's house extravagantly used glass windows, the sun was hidden under the horizon, but the light could not be concealed, dispelling the darkness of half the sky.

Zhao Chuanxin opened his eyes almost immediately.

When Jin Shuzhen woke up, it was convenient to go out, and when she passed through the courtyard, she saw Zhao Chuanxin practicing balancing techniques.

Lao Zhao's practice depends on his mood.

Long life, willful!

Jin Shuzhen saw him move, when he bent the bow, he was like a full moon, when he raised his arms, he was long and short, he was lying like an arhat and rising like thunder, and his naked upper body muscles were knotted, but he was as agile as an ape elf and like a deer.

He did all kinds of difficult movements that were difficult for ordinary people to achieve, but he didn't even see sweat stains on his body.

Jin Shuzhen was stunned for a while.

After a while, Zhao Chuanxin, who was still doing a handstand, spoke: "Don't pee your pants anymore." ”

Jin Shuzhen returned to her soul, Rao was "nourished" by the "Japanese-style new learning", and she couldn't help hiding her face and leaving.

Zhao Chuanxin finished the rest of the movements with an indifferent face, then got up, came to the wellhead in the courtyard, raised his hand, and a stream of well water rose to the sky, condensed into a group, first cleaned his hands, and then brushed his teeth, washed his face and hair.

He slapped his hand, and the water that was divided into four or five balls fell to the ground like a silver bottle and exploded.

The dirt in the yard was splashed.

said that when Kim Shuzhen went to the convenience, her head was full of pictures.

She had seen a wrestler, with big shoulders and a round waist, and he looked very terrifying. But they don't have Zhao Chuanxin's armor-like shoulders, no well-proportioned triceps, no high-definition HD eight-pack abs, and no serratus anterior muscles like a string of bullets.

The ghost-like tattoos on Zhao Chuanxin's body are even more unforgettable as if they have magical power.

In fact, Zhao Chuanxin's figure cannot be compared with that of bodybuilders.

He has a high body fat, and he is just a little more stylish than a normal martial arts athlete, thanks to the balance technique, and the muscles of all parts of his body are more comprehensive.

But at this time, it was enough to shock a little girl who didn't know much.

When she came back, Jin Shuzhen was still in a trance, like a drunken one step and three times.

This feeling is not nymphomaniac, nor does it like it, but it seems to be the feeling of subverting the three views, and for the first time, I feel that there are people in this world whose bodies can grow like this.

On the contrary, there is some disgust.

So when she came back, she leaned against the wall, her face was blue and her head was bowed.

Her mother got up and noticed her abnormality: "Shuzhen, are you feeling unwell?" ”

Jin Shuzhen shook her head: "No, mother, I, I feel dizzy and nauseous......"

By the time Jin Jin yawned and stretched his waist to go out, Zhao Chuanxin had already finished washing and was dressed neatly.

Jin Jin was surprised, because Zhao Chuanxin, who was cleaned and ready to go, looked a little different from yesterday.

He wears a bulletproof fishtail trench coat, a bulletproof waistcoat, and a short white T, underneath which are jeans lined with the scars of war leather and a pair of bulletproof cargo boots.

His hair was shaved and bald last year, left for more than half a year, did not grow long, and the hair was thick and hard, stubborn and stabbed forward.

His eyes are quite big, but the tails of his eyes are upturned with the meaning of Danfeng eyes, and his sword eyebrows are thick and black, and they are obliquely inserted into his sideburns.

In fact, Lao Zhao's temperament has changed drastically over the years, his hair is thicker and harder, and his beard and eyebrows are thicker, which has led to a lot of aggression in his original bohemian and cynical temperament.

His face belongs to a typical northerner physiognomy, with hard eyebrows, high nose bridge, and thin lips, which is actually not handsome, but the depth and contour line of his face are by no means the broad appearance of marble of the rich and noble of this era, but the texture that seems to have been carved by the karst landform washed over hundreds of millions of years.

Unlike his lewd few spiky whiskers, he had thin cheeks and a thick beard on half of his face.

In fact, it was not that Zhao Chuanxin deliberately grew a beard, but it was difficult to shave under the current conditions, and it was easy to scratch the skin, which was troublesome, so he simply only occasionally modified the shape and let it grow wildly.

Laziness is the biggest cause.

If there is a woman who is ready to serve at any time, he is willing to shave it clean every day, and it is not a dream to be ten years younger.

Jin Jin took a look, oh, this standard son-in-law embryo!

There are hills and valleys in his belly, and his speech is similar to him, he is a strange man in the world, but he is more gentleman than him, and he lives others with himself, this girl can't die happily when she marries?

saw Zhao Chuanxin pick up the kitchen knife and be aggressive on the pier......

Half of the turnip, cut into thin, almost indistinguishable slices, he took it and stuffed it into the mouth of the horse that carried him all the way.

But the horse was a little stupid, staring at the other half of the uncut radish root on the cutting board, and snorting anxiously.

Zhao Chuanxin scolded: "You're really, the peacock is open, but you only look at your cheeks, right?" ”

As he spoke, he put the radish in his mouth, and it reacted: Oh, it turns out that there is something to eat.

Jin Jin stroked a few mouse whiskers and smiled: "If you go out to run errands today, you can ride a horse." ”

Yesterday, Zhao Chuanxin said that he would take the horse as food and accommodation expenses, and Jin Jin was quite happy, but today he let Zhao Chuanxin ride a horse.

It can be described as a big change in mentality.

Zhao Chuanxin patted the horse's head: "A horse is a good horse, and the fuel consumption of a hundred miles only needs a sweat." It's a pity that I don't need it. ”

At this time, Jin Shuzhen was carrying a schoolbag with a blue cloth and white peony floral pattern, and used a Guangxu Tongbao as a buckle, and was about to go out.

She said, "Dad, I'm going to the school now, and today I'm going to teach us the three major festivals of Tianchang, Dijiu, and Era. ”

These are the three festivals in Japan, and their emperor is closely related to the country.

Jin Jin's old face darkened again, but he was reluctant to reprimand the only baby bump, but he sulked himself.

Zhao Chuanxin put his hands behind his back and said, "Brother Hansheng, I also want to go out for a walk." ”

Jin Jin's eyes lit up again: "Brother Zhao, now that the world is not peaceful, horse bandits are rampant, why don't you escort the little girl to the school?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes also lit up: "But! ”

It's just that the two have different purposes.

Jin Shuzhen immediately resisted: "No, Dad, I can go by myself." ”

"Hehe, being kidnapped by horse bandits to be the lady of the village, you know that you are afraid."

"Hmph."

Zhao Chuanxin went out with Jin Shuzhen.

He was smoking a cigarette, holding his hands behind his back, humming a song, the sun was shining, and the weather was just right.

Jin Shuzhen saw the corner of her eye, and her heart was inexplicably on fire.

It is said that it is not far, but in fact it is not close. It's about 5 miles away.

Jin Shuzhen's feet are quite fast, this is the advantage of not binding her feet.

Zhao Chuanxin's long legs are naturally not a problem, and he walks lightly.

When the sun rose, they arrived near the palace, and neither of them spoke all the way.

It's just that the more uncomfortable Jin Shuzhen is, the more comfortable Zhao Chuanxin is.

The school was set up in the old theater building Yan Shi Tang in the palace, and at the beginning, Gongsang Norbu barely managed to gather 24 family members and daughters from officials and guards. Kawahara Caozi swore that there was no class in education, and that girls from any family could be enrolled in school.

But the people are ignorant, and the people have always adhered to the principle that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, and there will definitely be rumors about her daughter's family running away, so no one dares to send her daughter's relatives here.

This woman is very shrewd and dedicated, not only teaching literacy and arithmetic, but also painting, music, hiking, garden parties, and teaching students to knit headscarves......

The daughters of the people around her are so interesting, they can really learn some crafts, how can they hold back.

In addition, there were no bad things at all, and they all enthusiastically signed up for school.

Kawahara Caozi struck while the iron was hot, and used the medicine brought from Japan to help the people treat diseases, which can be said to be famous.

When the people saw it, this Japanese girl was kind-hearted, and she dared to let her daughter go in and study.

The situation opened up.

The two of them walked through the side door.

When the guard saw a tall man with a cigarette in his mouth, he followed with a big grin behind his back and asked, "Who is it?" ”

"Hehe, outsiders."

Guard: "......"

Jin Shuzhen felt ashamed, and hurriedly said: "He is the nursing home sent to me by my father, okay, you can send it here, go back." ”

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the surrounding environment, but he was not annoyed, and walked south along the house wall with a cigarette in his back.

When the satellite service line was out of reach, he jumped up and jumped onto the wall.

Entering the courtyard, Zhao Chuanxin was not in a hurry, and walked leisurely in the barking of dogs, as if he was visiting his own backyard.

A guard passed by, and he nodded at the man.

The guards were a little puzzled, but they didn't say anything, and when they walked to the kennel in the west yamen of the palace, they would teach this stupid dog barking wildly a lesson.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin rushed up and said: "What does the dog know, it's useless to hit it, look at me." ”

The dog actually bit it when it heard Zhao Chuanxin's movement over the wall, but when Zhao Chuanxin approached, the Heart of the Holy Spirit forced it to stop barking again.

Zhao Chuanxin squatted down and pointed at the head of the huge mastiff: "What is it called?" You can't be too presumptuous to be a dog, it's useless. I'll ask you a question, and if you get it right, I'll let you go. Please listen to the question - Kong Ming and Wolong go head-to-head, who will Zhuge Liang help? ”

The guards were stupid.

The huge mastiff lowered its eyebrows and flew with its tail wagged.

At least, this made the guards feel that Zhao Chuanxin was definitely not an outsider, otherwise this vicious dog would not be so obedient.

The mastiff barked: "Whew......"

Zhao Chuanxin touched the dog's head: "The answer is correct." Remember, wasting a dog's life is the greatest disrespect for life, don't waste your time in the back garden every day like this guard. ”

Guard: "......"

Who do you scold?

But he couldn't do it again, because Zhao Chuanxin was too calm, and those who didn't know the posture thought that he was the master of the prince's mansion.

After Zhao Chuanxin finished teaching the dog, he walked towards the school in the back, ignoring the annoyed guards at all, and the guards didn't dare to stop him.

I saw a pair of couplets hanging at the door: Chongwen and martial arts are nothing but Lai Erduoshi, and the right customs are expected from the public.

Above: Chongzheng School.

There is a group of mischievous bear children who are making noise at the door.

"Why didn't you come today......?"

"Can I take a day off?"

"Shouldn't you change your curriculum?"

As he was talking, he saw a tall, bearded, unangry man coming with his hands in his hands.

These bear children looked at each other: "Could it be our new teaching?" Are the Japanese so tall? ”

Zhao Chuanxin's voice was like thunder: "What are you doing here?" A group of little deflated calves, all roll back to the classroom, and teach you a lesson today - how to kill devils! ”

(End of chapter)