Once upon a time, Du Chengfeng loved to read those fantasy novels.

In those fantasies, he can see the protagonist turn into a dragon, a cat, a panda, or all sorts of strange things. This feeling of looking at the world from another perspective once made Du Chengfeng quite addicted.

So, what is the experience of becoming a knife?

Du Chengfeng had never thought about this question, but now he didn't have the energy to think about it anymore.

The brunt of the blow was round after round of forging, and the heavy sledgehammer smashed on him again and again, shattering his shell and peeling off layer after layer of dregs. The force tore through his muscles, twisting his bones, and then pounding them together violently, condensing into something stronger.

The severe pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow and nailed into the soul, which once made Du Chengfeng unable to breathe.

A knife that also breathes?

Yes, indeed, because he had just been forged and thrown into the furnace again.

The fire was burning, which was even more painful than a thousand blows, and Du Chengfeng felt that his entire body was melting and deforming. But just as he thought it was going to end there, he was taken out of the furnace and thrown into cold water.

The cold water soothed Du Chengfeng's nerves, but the stinging pain of the bone never stopped, and in just a moment, his body had become harder, like a stone.

And then it's time to polish over and over again.

At this time, Du Chengfeng was already numb, allowing the crumbs of flesh and blood to fall from his body, under the friction of the stone, his beginning to become smooth, and his face had already revealed a sharp edge.

At this point, he really became a knife, a knife that could cut through things.

The blade is two feet three inches, the handle is also a full one foot eight inches, the blade is heavy, the edge is sharp, anyone who sees it will say, this is a fierce two-handed combat knife - if there is any drawback, it is that this knife is too heavy, and the center of gravity is too forward.

However, Du Chengfeng, who has already turned into a knife, categorically will not admit that this is a shortcoming, and if he can't use it, it can only show that the person who uses the knife can't do it, and it will definitely not have anything to do with him.

Therefore, in this year of low productivity, a two-handed combat knife like him must be worth a lot of money, right?

"Two hundred dollars, for you."

"Okay, take the knife."

Until he was taken home by the fat man, Du Chengfeng couldn't believe that such a fierce two-handed war knife was only worth two hundred dollars.

What are you kidding, the small courtyard in Yangjiabao cost him 500 yuan, and this is because Carpenter Li is kind and willing to help him, a foreign homeless person. And now, a good knife like him, which has been tempered for thousands of years, is actually sold for only two hundred dollars?

"Iron can't do it, it's just a spectacle after all...... But it's enough. ”

The fat man made such an evaluation of the knife, which made Du Chengfeng eager to give this fool a knife.

However, this fat man surnamed Yang is not a stupid person, but a smart person. As a butcher in the town, he has always been doing the work of killing pigs, but although Yang Fatzi, who is an outsider, has good skills, he is not like those local butchers, he has a channel to buy pigs, and he can open a butcher shop while killing pigs. The newcomer Yang Fat Man has no heels, so he can only wait for someone in the nearby village to kill the pig, and he will go over to help him and mix up the hard-earned money.

As the old saying goes, the aroma of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, Yang Fatzi knows that his skills are good, but killing pigs is such a thing, everyone ties up the pigs, and then enters the knife from the neck, and the knife enters the heart. But any skilled butcher can do this, so why should everyone invite him?

So after thinking about it, the fat man spent two hundred dollars to find a blacksmith to make a cheap broadsword with an exaggerated shape.

Since then, the fat man's statement to the outside world has changed, and he has become the successor of a well-known cook, as for where this well-known cooker is well-known, of course, someone else kills a pig by tying up and bloodletting, and he kills a pig and directly beheads it.

At the beginning, people still regarded Yang Fatzi as a joke, after all, everyone who has eaten pork knows that killing a pig is to bloodletting, and cutting the pig's head with a big knife is somewhat grandiose. However, in addition to making fun of him, some people thought that Yang Fatzi's statement was a bit interesting, so they specially invited him over, just to watch the excitement.

That's what Fat Yang wants.

The knife fell, and the big pig's head was chopped off with a knife, which was so neat and neat that even Du Chengfeng, who was a big knife, was shocked.

The crowd who came to watch the pig killing had never seen this meeting, so Yang Fatzi's character was remembered by people at once, and soon, the entire Ji Town knew that there was a Cu Ding heir in the town, who had his own set of pig killing techniques, and there were even rumors that the pigs killed by Yang Fatzi were different from those of other families, not only the meat quality could be a little fatter, but also a little more strength when eating.

And after this fame, more and more people came to Yang Fatzi to kill pigs, and soon Yang Fatzi had a lot of savings, and even started his own pig farm and butcher shop, and life seemed to be getting better and better.

This also made Du Chengfeng secretly admire, after all, his situation is a bit similar to this Yang Fat Man, everyone started out as wandering refugees, but this Yang Fat Man only used two hundred dollars to revitalize the whole situation. In all fairness, if he were to come, he might not be able to be as agile as Yang Fatzi, let alone have this lively mind.

In addition to admiration, Du Chengfeng has experienced the most pig killing, and this is another place where Du Chengfeng feels that Yang Fat is powerful.

As the knife in the palm of his hand, Du Chengfeng can be said to have personally experienced the process of killing pigs every time Yang Fatzi killed. Although Yang Fatzi's gesture of waving the knife is quite exaggerated, Du Chengfeng, who is a big knife, can feel that Yang Fatzi is really not out of order when he kills pigs.

Every time a pig is killed, the blade will easily cut through the pig's neck, and the sharp edge will slide into the gap between the bones, and then the thick blade will squeeze open the wound and expand the wound, allowing the pig's head to fall head-on. Even if there are times when Yang Fatzi is not in good condition and the bone seams are not found, this big knife with a high center of gravity can also open the pig's neck bone with its heavy weight, allowing Yang Fatzi to complete his performance.

In a sense, Yang Fatzi really didn't brag, at least in terms of killing pigs, Yang Fatzi really had his own set of means.

And Du Chengfeng, who is the knife in his hand, naturally learned this set of knife techniques in this constant rise and fall of the blade.

It is said that in ancient times, there was a Cu Ding to solve the cow, practice makes perfect, Du Chengfeng simply named this set of knife techniques as Cu Ding Killing Pigs, which can be regarded as matching the identity of Yang Fatzi.

However, after becoming a well-known butcher, Yang Fatzi killed pigs less and less. More often, Yang Fatzi will let the butchers hired by his subordinates to do the work of killing pigs, except for some occasions where he must show off his skills, Yang Fatzi is more willing to stay at home with his wife and children.

Obviously, like Du Chengfeng, this Yang Fat Man is not the kind of person with great ambitions. As long as you eat and drink, have a place to live, and have a family to accompany you, this is already a good day for Yang Fatzi.

However, the good times didn't last long, and this Yang fat man still suffered a disaster after all.

I don't know who spread the gossip, but Yang Fatzi's good craftsmanship was known by Jizhou Thorn History. This Jizhou Thorn Shi is a good person, and he specially sent someone to find Yang Fatzi and let him kill a pig to see. Although Yang Fatzi rarely kills pigs, he couldn't refuse in the face of Jizhou's invitation to assassinate Shi, so he had to bring a knife over, and after preparing to kill the pig, he hurried back with a few polite words.

But who would have thought, only this time, his knife failed to kill the pig.

As a big knife, Du Chengfeng felt the most obvious, although Yang Fatzi raised and fell as before, but the big knife did not cut into the bone seam, but stuck on the hard pig neck bone - this is not because Yang Fatzi's craftsmanship is poor, but the position of this pig's neck bone is different from other pigs from the beginning, in other words, this pig has a problem.

The fat man Yang who was holding the knife obviously realized this, but at this time, it was too late to say anything, the pig that was in pain had already broken free of the rope and ran wildly, and the entire Thorn Shi Mansion was in chaos, and Jizhou Thorn Shi himself was even more heeled by the pig.

So that night, Yang Fatzi was imprisoned for the crime of "intent to assassinate", and the net worth accumulated over the years was also divided, his wife and children were all forced to die, and Du Chengfeng, who was a big knife, was also sealed into the warehouse as physical evidence.

Obviously, this invitation was a trap, but apart from Yang Fatzi himself, only Du Chengfeng, who is a big knife, can realize this.

What is it like to be a knife?

If it was just forged out, Du Chengfeng might have answered that it was pain, and after the days of killing pigs, he felt more sharp, but now, when he was sealed into the warehouse, he realized that as a knife, more feelings may be loneliness.

There was no one to clean the old warehouse, and Du Chengfeng, who was a big knife, could not have long arms and legs, so he could only lie on the shelf and watch the moon and the cold and the warm fall on his body alternately. Occasionally, sparrows will fall on the window lattice, that may be the happiest time, even if it is just a noisy birdsong, it will make Du Chengfeng much more relaxed, but more often, the warehouse is still silent, no one will come, and no one will look at him.

Under the boredom, Du Chengfeng can only ponder Yang Fatzi's trick of killing pigs, although he has no hands or feet at the moment, he can still keep thinking in his mind and constantly simulate that knife.

Fortunately, such days did not last long, just when Du Chengfeng was working day and night, and had already killed tens of thousands of pigs in his mind, the door of the warehouse opened.

To Du Chengfeng's surprise, it was Yang Fatzi who pushed the door in, but at this time, Yang Fatman did not have the kind appearance he used to have, and his fierce and vicious posture was like a demon descending into the world.

"Knife, my knife ......"

While muttering to himself, Yang Fat Man held the handle of the knife.

This time, it was not a pig that was killed by the big knife, but a person, and the entire Assassin Mansion was stabbed one by one by Yang Fatzi, who looked like a mad demon, and he was killed cleanly.

In a sense, this is also Du Chengfeng's first killing.

If he was still a human being, maybe he would still have some kind of psychology and some unbearable feelings, but now he is a knife, a sharp knife, he suddenly realized that he instinctively longed for blood, or rather, the feeling of shuttling through flesh and blood, that is the biggest role of a knife, and it is also the most glorious moment of a knife, at the moment when it penetrates the flesh and blood, Du Chengfeng has never had such a pleasure.

Yang Fat Man was eager to kill, and so was he, at this moment, the two of them were almost one, almost killing everything in front of them.

Until a large hand is clutched on the blade.

It was only with his bare hands, but that hand was not hurt by the sharp blade.

"Yang Hu idiot! Are you going to kill me! ”

The person who shouted this sentence has a tall body that is different from ordinary people, it is the tallest man Du Chengfeng has ever seen in his two lives, and his huge body is more than a foot away from the sun, casting a large shadow, even the thick figure of Yang Fatzi has been completely wrapped in shadows at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Du Chengfeng vaguely felt that something dissipated from his body, or the knife.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng realized how outrageous his thinking was just now, as a Taiping, he had always had no quarrel with the world, and just wanted to live his own life, but just now, he became more vicious and vicious than any murderer.

"You've killed too many people."

The extremely tall man pushed the blade away.

And Yang Fatzi, who had regained his senses, also fell to the ground with weak knees.

"Thank you Lord for helping me sharpen my sword and save my life!"

…… Sharpening?

Du Chengfeng suddenly felt as if something was wrong, if he remembered correctly, a long time ago, or before he met Yang Fatzi, someone should have asked him to sharpen his knife, at that time he thought it was a good job with no risk, but now it seems that it ...... What else is there to say?

Later, Du Chengfeng knew that this is indeed a lot of sayings, as the so-called killing intent with a sharp blade, the more you kill a large number of blades, the more incredible power you have to use. Just like Yang Fatzi just killed the entire Assassin Mansion with the power of one person, relying on this ferocious spirit that became more and more courageous.

But the knife can hurt others as well as oneself, and the use of this power naturally has its price. The light ones will be smashed into the brain and go crazy on the spot, which is no different from death, while the heavy ones will be like Yang Fatzi just now, who will lose his mind and become a murderous maniac who only knows how to kill and see blood.

Only a few people with great will and great courage can not be disturbed by the evil qi, and even sharpen the blade of the knife in turn, so that the evil qi can dissipate.

And the Lord in the mouth of Yang Fat Man is such a person.

As a saber was taken by Yang Fatzi's side, Du Chengfeng gradually learned that that person is now the leader of the strongest rebel army in the world, and he also personally ended the former dynasty Dayu and created the Taizu Gao Emperor of the Great Chen Dynasty, and in the process of following the other party all the way to the battle, Yang Fatzi also wielded the big knife in his hand and killed countless people - of course, all the pigs were killed. After the killing of the Assassin Mansion, Yang Fatzi, who had taken revenge, had palpitations and stopped killing, but instead did his old job and began to be responsible for the logistics and food of the rebel army.

And after the founding of the Chen Dynasty Taizu, Yang Fatzi, who was already unambitious, also wisely chose to retreat from the rapids, simply withdrew from the undercurrent of the court, and returned to Jizhen with the continuation and the newborn young son, and became a rich man with peace of mind, and continued the Yang family all the way.

Of course, in the process of the continuation of the Yang family, Du Chengfeng, who is a big knife, has not been used. It's just that this time it was not Yang Fatzi, who had long since died of old age, but the descendants of Yang Fatzi. Some of them wanted to feel the glory of their ancestors, and some of them wanted to defend their relatives, but fortunately, these juniors also knew how powerful the evil qi entered the body, so every time the evil qi wrapped around Du Chengfeng's body was about to affect his sanity, there would also be a grinder to wash it away.

has been grinding many times, Du Chengfeng has also learned some of the techniques of the grinders, but he is more curious about how those grinders manage to keep themselves from being disturbed by evil qi, obviously these grinders are too far behind the so-called great will and great courage in his opinion, but they can still sharpen the knife neatly, and even the evil qi is washed away.

Maybe he should find a chance to learn about this, after all, he also knows now, if he wants to live a normal life and live in peace and contentment, he must have the strength to defend it. And the unimaginable power of the sword soldier is obviously something that must be taken into account......

Wait, he's obviously a knife, why do you want to say anything about living and working in peace?

"Who the hell am I?"

Du Chengfeng was suddenly a little confused, he should obviously be a knife, from the time it came out of the oven, to the hands of Yang Fatzi, and then passed on all the way among the Yang family...... Wait, is he really a knife? Or, if it was really a knife, why did he have consciousness?

"Am I human? Or a knife? ”

With the passage of time, the tearing in Du Chengfeng's mind became more and more intense, he clearly remembered that he should be a knife, he didn't know how long it had been since he was a knife, but he always felt that he should be a human, after all, a knife cannot have human consciousness, let alone have its own thoughts and intentions like a human.

But as it was used again and again, Du Chengfeng became more and more difficult to distinguish what he was and what he was.

Until he was lifted again.

It was a strong Yang child, with a generous body and a legacy of Yang Fat. Facing the light rider of the Hu man riding a horse and carrying a knife, this young version of Yang Fat Man was not afraid, and the big knife in his hand was chopped off on the head, and he actually knocked the Hu rider to the ground one by one, and even chopped off the horse's head together!

That Yang clan's disciples killed it was cool, but Du Chengfeng's side suffered a disaster, his consciousness was already torn into chaos, and he was contaminated with the vicious aura of killing nearly a hundred Hu Riders in a row, and the bloodthirsty thought returned to his heart again, and at this moment he had completely regarded himself as a bloodthirsty knife!

"Kill!"

At this moment, Du Chengfeng only had killing in his heart, only more blood and corpses could satisfy him, and he was extremely eager to tear apart those fragile bodies, after all, this was the mission of a knife.

But at the moment when he was about to swing himself and kill the Quartet, there was a firmer will, churning out of his mind.

"Do I really want this? Is this really me? Or is this the only way I want? ”

When he was in a trance, he even vaguely saw the figure of Yang Fatzi.

Although he had also had a lot of resentment against this fool because he only thought that he was worth two hundred dollars, at least at this moment, when he remembered that figure, he vaguely saw his own shadow from that figure.

That's what he's always wanted, and it's what he thinks is the most important.

"All I want is to live and work in peace and contentment, just to live an ordinary life."

With his fists clenched, Du Chengfeng finally opened his eyes.

At the moment when his consciousness was about to be completely destroyed, he finally found his true self.

He's not a sword, he's human.