Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Strange Swordsmith
The uncle was unkempt, and his greasy hair and beard basically occupied ninety percent of his head, except for the one percent of the burnt yellow skin that was inadvertently exposed between the twisted strands of oily hair, and the pair of eyes that were completely unclear from time to time.
It was a true savage, with a sparse collection of unknown flying objects overhead, like flies, or some other flying insect attracted by his stench.
There wasn't much to find fault with the clothes on his body, because he was shirtless, wearing only a pair of tattered trousers, and the two trouser legs were torn to different lengths, but not to the level of a rag who was not clothed. But seeing that his upper body was very hungry and thin, he did not have the appearance of a strong and burly blacksmith.
The soul couple said that he was a ghost corpse, but Bai Maxiao believed that it was impossible to forge a sword and forge a knife without spiritual power for such a figure, but he was afraid that the sledgehammer would not be able to pick it up a few times.
However, since he is a ghost corpse, he may really be a member of the Snake God Cult.
"Uncle Goro, Master has accepted two new disciples, please tailor a sword forged for them!"
Strange Goro's ethereal eyes swept over the four of them, and they were locked on Nie Jianfeng and Jian Yin's bodies at once. He didn't speak, but beckoned to Nie Jianfeng.
Nie Jianfeng didn't understand his rules, took a step forward, bowed, and said respectfully, "Disciple Nie Jianfeng, I also asked Master Wulang to cast a sword for my disciple, and my disciple is grateful." β
Tang Shanyu walked over funny and pushed him in front of Gorou, "I didn't let you say pretty things." Uncle Gorou wants to 'tailor' for you. β
I heard her say "tailor-made sword" before, and this sword is not clothing, how to measure it?
Just as he was strange, Wulang didn't say a word, he pinched Nie Jianfeng's shoulders with both hands, rubbed them, and gradually pinched the fingertips on both sides through his arms.
It's a bit of a hand-to-hand measure, but it's supposed to be a tailor's job.
"Third junior brother, don't mind. Uncle Gorou is observing your muscles and bones, so as to create the most suitable saber for you, and each of us has to go through this step. β
Nie Jianfeng didn't mind, but it was a little strange, "But people's bodies change, how can this be the most suitable sword?"
Tang Shanyu explained, "It's the same as making clothes, when you find out that this sword is not suitable for you, of course you need to seal it up and rematch it." As far as the rules of the sect are concerned, they should be re-measured every ten years. For example, Master's current 'Luan Yin' is Master's second sword. β
Nie Jianfeng said with some embarrassment, "Master, she'...... Is it going to be like that?"
"Of course, both men and women. β
As he spoke, Gorou's large hands were already swimming around his torso, and each place was pinched very carefully and carefully, like a surgeon.
The torso was carefully pinched, and the lower limbs were roughly stroked, and then he stood up and went back to the house.
Tang Shanyu quietly followed, observing the thieves at the door, and beckoned to them very gossipy.
The three of them immediately ignited their curiosity, and they all stepped forward and lay down by the door, their four heads neatly stacked together, and peeked at the scene in the room.
But I saw that the strange goro was holding a pitch-black pen, drawing something very seriously on a stone table, and from their perspective they couldn't see what they were drawing, but they could vaguely see that it seemed to be drawing a human figure.
It is not difficult to see that this step seems to have written down all the information that was memorized when he had just been measured.
They have also heard of some famous swordsmiths in ancient times, but it is really rare to tailor a sword for a person like this, this ancient technique is really unfathomable and obscure.
After a long while, Gorou put down the pen, Tang Shanyu immediately signaled them to flash quickly, and the four of them reacted very quickly, and when Gorou came out, they had already returned to their original positions.
"The muscles and flesh are well-proportioned, the bones are moderate, and there is a hidden image of resisting the self-generation of internal qi. He practiced martial arts at the age of eight, but he was self-taught. At the age of fourteen, he entered the Nangong Sword Sect and has been in the sect for eight years. β
Listening to him tell Nie Jianfeng's martial arts experience, except for Tang Shanyu, the other three people were full of admiration, and they could actually see these doorways in just ten minutes, and it was obvious that the information he got was more than that, and he already knew which muscles and bones around him were stronger and weaker.
Tang Shanyu shook his head with a smile, "Uncle Wulang, you are an old horse who has stumbled." The third junior brother has only been under my master's door for two days, how can it be eight years?"
Gorou ignored her, but kept looking at Nie Jianfeng, as if waiting for his reply.
Nie Jianfeng saw that what Gorou just said was just to confirm his speculation to him, so that he could tailor the sword more accurately, so he replied truthfully, "The speculation of the predecessors is not bad at all. β
Gorou's face was expressionlessβor he couldn't see it at allβand said lightly, "Twenty taels." β
"That's 'October'?" Tang Shanyu said unconvinced, "Your junior brother's sword is better than my senior sister's, it's really unfair! Third junior brother, you obviously just joined my master's sect, and you lied that you have been in the school for eight years, so you are not ashamed!"
Nie Jianfeng smiled wryly, "This is the inference of the seniors, I just agreed." Seeing that she didn't seem to be very happy, she changed her words and asked, "Senior sister, what does this 'October' mean?"
Tang Shanyu snorted, and said angrily, "Our monthly case is two taels, and twenty taels is the monthly case of ten months, the better the sword, the more expensive it will be, so we often use the number of months to distinguish the quality of the sword." Like the Master's hand, it is 'July and December Luanyin'. β
Since it is a tailor-made sword, the quality of the sword is related to the person, and the cultivation of the sword-wielder can be indirectly seen. Nie Jianfeng couldn't help but feel incredible, this Nangong Yu was about the same age as him, but the sword he used was "July December", which was so much higher than his "October", it was really unseemly.
This "Master" call is worth it.
"What about yours, senior sister?" asked Bai Maxiao somehow.
In fact, Nie Jianfeng also wanted to ask, but when it came out of Bai Ma Xiao's mouth, Tang Shanyu was a little happy, raised his sword and shook it twice, "You are taking your own humiliation, my 'March Bitao' is much better than your 'January White Wave'!"
Bai Maxiao's face instantly leaned over like a pig's liver, but he didn't expect this Mu Fan to be so bad, not as good as this little girl who was four years younger than him.
"Picked up after January. β
Gorou's tone was a little impatient, after all, they had been talking here for a long time. Tang Shanyu immediately smiled and took out twenty taels of silver and handed it to him, and then beckoned to Jian Yin, "Little junior sister, it's your turn." β
Jian Yin bit his lip and hesitated for a while. Seeing her concerns, Tang Shanyu comforted, "Little junior sister, don't care about these worldly etiquette. This Uncle Gorou is the same as a doctor, whether it is a man or a woman, in his eyes, it is a utensil, and the disciples of all generations have to go through this step, just endure it and pass. β
Bai Maxiao didn't see it, he has always been as bold as a man's sword sound, and when he encounters this kind of thing, he will behave like a little girl.
She squirmed for a while, so she had to step forward, but she still asked by luck, "In ancient times, doctors would use suspensory wires to diagnose pulses to avoid the suspicion of men and women, I don't know if you have a ...... here."
Gorou didn't pay attention to her and got straight to it.
This picture is different from when he treated Nie Jianfeng just now, although it is still the same set of actions, but it looks very obscene when facing the girl.
Jian Yin kept gritting his teeth and insisting, but when he pinched his chest, he couldn't help but react a little more violently.
"You!"
Jianyin subconsciously wanted to hammer him, but heard him say calmly: "Although the chest muscles are strong, they are weak." There are old wounds. β
Jianyin was stunned by this sentence, only Fu Jiansheng knew about his old injury, and no one could see it over the years, whether it was a classmate or a colleague, but he didn't expect him to pinch it out.
Gorou pinched her chest for a while, this time the sword sound no longer reacted, just patiently waited for him to finish pinching, and sighed faintly, "It's a pity...... It's a pity......"
After taking the measurement, he still went back to the room to paint. Nie Jianfeng hurriedly asked, "Little Master...... Sister, do you have old injuries?"
Bai Maxiao interjected, "It's actually a chest injury, no wonder it's so flat......"
Jian Yin glared at him, if he usually punched him, but at this time he didn't seem to be in the mood, and sighed, "It's not the chest, it's the heart." β
Bai Ma Xiao was stunned, "You...... Ever heartbroken?"
A script immediately came to his mind: a girl who was heartbroken by a man changed her sexual orientation and looked more and more like a man.
His expression seemed to be able to speak, Tang Shanyu glanced at him, "What do you think? Why is your expression so sloppy?"
Jianyin said, "When I was a child, I was hit by a sword in the chest, but fortunately it deviated from my heart by half an inch. But after so many years, it hasn't had any impact. β
Nie Jianfeng couldn't help frowning, "Who hurt you?"
Jianyin smiled helplessly, "It's my brother." Don't think about it, it's a mistake when you practice swords. β
There's no way to get revenge now. Nie Jianfeng asked with concern, "It hurts my heart, but it's big or small, is it really okay?"
"My brother said that it will not affect my life and practice, but it will become a weakness for me, and if I am injured, I may have to worry about my life. β
Hakuma nodded thoughtfully, "Oh...... It turns out that your weakness is in this ......"
Jian Yin looked at him and showed a very fake smile, "Second Senior Brother, have I offended you?"
This smile made him creepy, and he hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, no, I want to protect you, whoever wants to attack your chest in the future, I will do it immediately!"
Jian Yin smiled and said with a knife, "If there really is such a day, I will chop off his hand first, and you won't have to worry about it." She looked at Nie Jianfeng, who was still a little worried, and comforted, "Don't worry about me, who doesn't have a weakness in his body?" Besides, this is the heart, even if there is no old injury, anyone here will have to worry about their lives...... By the way, have you come up with a name for your saber?"
Nie Jianfeng couldn't let go of his heart, but when he heard her ask about his saber, he couldn't help but feel three points of joy, just like Tang Shanyu said, the saber is like his own child, especially this kind of tailor-made saber, "I thought about it, since it's 'October', let's call it 'Autumn Wind'." β
Jian Yin muttered, "Golden Autumn October, 'October Autumn Wind'." Ha, good name, good for you. β
Bai Maxiao and Tang Shanyu couldn't help but nod when they heard this.
While speaking, Gorou came out of the house, and there was some pity in his tone, "The bones are amazing, the muscles are plump, and he is a good seedling for practicing martial arts." Defend against internal qi and abundance. When he was eight years old, he entered the Nangong Sword Sect and has been sixteen years. It's a pity that there is this old injury, otherwise ......" he said, he slowly shook his head, "Seventy-two taels." β
"That's 'Thirty June'?!" Tang Shanyu almost collapsed and shouted. There was a stir in my heart: these two new disciples, one in October and the other in thirty-June, are they monsters?
The other three were not as surprised as her, and while they were busy comforting this senior sister, Bai Ma Xiao thought of something else.
"Soul couple, do you say that the existence of Himiko is a hidden danger to Jianyin? after all, Jianyin's heart is ......"
"Himiko's spirit body is fire, and it should have a healing effect on her old wounds. In addition, every time Himiko appears and enters the state of the 'Red Lotus Queen', her body will be completely new, and it will be harmless to her injuries, so don't worry. β
Bai Maxiao nodded reassuringly, and the heart he had just mentioned immediately relaxed.
At this time, I heard Tang Shanyu ask, "Little junior sister, let's give the saber a name." β
Hakuma Shino was discussing the issue of Himiko with the soul couple, and when he heard this, he subconsciously said, "Red Lotus ......" immediately reacted, and hurriedly said, "I just think it's a good match for you." β
"Red Lotus?" Jian Yin looked at him and thought for a moment, "Yes, I like the name. β
"Thirty-June Red Lotus ......," she murmured, a flash of fire flashing in her eyes.
It seems that Himiko is also happy with the name.