Chapter 109 Swordsmith
Wang Xue had just finished dealing with the ancient copper coin. She didn't even sit in the chair when she returned to the ancient house. Now there was a knock on the door again, and the ancient copper coin on her body also sent out a response.
"Here it comes again?" I took out the ancient copper coin and took a look, and found that it was Pan Jiang's ancient copper coin, and it was also shimmering. This was too fast, as if the two copper coins were connected together. I looked at it.
He looked at the snake bone in his hand and opened the door.
There was a man standing outside the door, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat. His face was very cold in the night. He was about forty years old. There was a crow standing on his shoulder. The crow's eyes were red, but it was not noisy at all.
, never uttered a sound from beginning to end, very quiet.
"Copper coins." The man said very little, he just stretched out his hand and asked me for copper coins without saying a word more.
I'm very cooperative. Anyway, I've seen a lot of weird people, so it's not surprising. This man has a demonic aura, but he's not a demon, which makes me very confused. He doesn't look like a human, and he doesn't look like a demon. What's his origin?
"That's right." The man muttered, threw the bronze coin back to me, and then looked behind me.
"Give me the snake bone!" The man said coldly again, not talking nonsense to me or explaining why.
I frowned and asked out of curiosity: "What do you do? How do you know I have snake bones?"
Not long after I came back from Grandpa's grave, no one except Song Xing would know that I brought back a snake bone, right?
"Your grandfather told you to make a sword with snake bones and make a magical weapon for you." The man explained.
After hearing what the man said, I was a little surprised. In other words, before my grandfather died, he had already calculated that the demon snake would enter his coffin, and then he would kill the demon snake and take out the snake bones and bring them back to me!
Everything has been arranged long ago, and it is completely under Grandpa's control, absolutely! Including the two-evil snake demon, it is also within Grandpa's calculation. This is more terrifying than the prophet. This is completely
It's all about controlling everything, including the future, without any deviation.
I was stunned, a little shuddering at my grandfather's strength. My second uncle said that I would surpass my grandfather sooner or later. Is this possible? It's too strong. The name of a half-immortal is so terrifying! How many years will it take me to reach this point?
"Are you a swordsmith?" I looked at the man again, but he was too plainly dressed and couldn't tell anything about him. Except for the crow on his shoulder, which was more eye-catching, there was nothing else worth studying.
But I always have a feeling that the crow on my shoulder is the real person, and this man is just a puppet being manipulated, because when he talks, the crow's eyes will look at me, while the man lowers his head and looks at the floor.
The man nodded, bowed and said, "I'm Zhang Yajiu!"
Zhang Yajiu? He seems to be a famous swordsmith in the Tang Dynasty. Crow Jiu Sword ranked 14th in the Ancient and Modern Ordnance Illustration. Is it just a coincidence that their names are the same?
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty wrote a poem called "Crow's Nine Swords": "A thousand years after the death of Ou Zhizi, the elves secretly taught Zhang Yajiu, who forged the sword in Wu Mountain, and the gods of heaven and sun borrowed the merit."
But Zhang Yajiu was from the Tang Dynasty, so it was impossible for him to survive to this day. His body would probably have turned into bones.
Zhang Yajiu suddenly smiled, his smile was very stiff, as if a corpse was forcing out a charming smile. He did not deny that he was Zhang Yajiu of the Tang Dynasty, but he also did not admit it, but stretched out his hand again,
Silently he said one sentence: "Give me the snake bone."
Since it was Grandpa's order, I had no choice but to obey him, pulled out the snake bone several meters long and handed it to Zhang Yajiu's hands.
Inadvertently, I touched him with my hand. I felt that his hand was cold, a bit like a dead person. At this time, the crow's eyes became redder, as if they were glowing red. I didn't know what it meant, but it seemed to be a warning. I quickly backed away.
After a few steps, nothing happened. Zhang Jiuya just picked up the snake bone and carried it steadily on his shoulders.
"This snake bone is left behind by the demon body. What kind of weapons can it make for me?" I asked again.
No matter if there are multiple weapons for subduing demons, Taoist priests or peach wood swords, you will always be at a disadvantage if you are empty-handed.
Zhang Jiuya didn't even think about it and answered directly: "Demon Sword!"
"Demon sword?" I repeated in disbelief. I'm a Feng Shui master. You make a demon sword for me to use? It has to be a peach wood sword or a seven-star sword to ward off evil spirits, right? Is he mistaken?
Grandpa made a mistake?
"What the old man means, and this snake bone is left behind by the demon body. No matter how powerful I, Zhang Jiuya, can't change the nature of the material, I can only make you a demon knife. I will deliver it in three days to repay your Su family's kindness.
From now on, both sides will be clean."
After Zhang Jiuya finished speaking, he disappeared in an instant, leaving only an afterimage. Anyone looking for him again would not see a single shadow.
He ran so fast, was he a rabbit? In the blink of an eye, his shadow was gone, and he was still carrying several meters of snake bones on his body. Was he a human? This guy couldn't be a demon, right?
It turns out that the two copper coins are connected together. One is for digging graves and opening coffins to get snake bones, and the other is for making snake bones into a demon knife. Can I use that thing? The demon knife is evil, don’t bite me back then.
,How can grandpa fix this thing for me?
I turned around while thinking, and suddenly I was shocked. Haruko was hanging upside down from the ceiling like a spider. She had a weird figure, and her hair hung down to cover her face. She looked a bit like a female ghost.
"What are you doing? Are you possessed by an evil spirit? Or are you possessed by a ghost?" I rolled my eyes at her. Although I'm not afraid of ghosts, I can scare people to death if they scare me. Besides, this girl is often nervous and seems to be plotting something behind her back.
I have a clear idea that witches are evil spirits. In their country, they may be orthodox exorcists, but in my opinion, they look a bit like a lunatic.
"He's here. He's very murderous. I'm avoiding danger. I will never get involved in your affairs." Haruko suddenly said in broken Mandarin. Although it was not fluent, he could barely understand what she said.
I looked at the time and it was already past two o'clock in the morning. Could it be that what Haruko was talking about...
I immediately did a fortune telling, and I was immediately shocked. Grandma Li, that bastard is not dead!
"Why don't you continue counting? Why don't you deal with it after doing the math? Otherwise, you can only wait for death." Qingzi saw that I had half calculated the hexagrams and stopped. She was a little puzzled. My hexagram numbers are so strong. I can be one step ahead and predict the future.
If you are more powerful, you can be one step ahead and take advantage of the right time, place and people.
I smiled and said, "What do you know? The hexagrams are not exhausted, and you are afraid of the impermanence of heaven!"
I usually only do half of the fortune-telling, and I won't do all the fortune-telling unless I have to.
At this time, several cars stopped in front of the yard. Yes, Wang Tianba was not dead. I knew exactly what he was doing when he came back!
Chapter completed!