The three of them were walking through the streets of Nagoya together. For some reason, Miss Aaron was holding a bunch of broccoli and munching on it.
Arriving at the street where Shui Xinzi's house was located, Zuocun and Longma had already heard the sound.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
The two looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
Mr. Shui Xinzi Masahide, could it be that... he forged all night long?
Zuo Cun knocked on the door, and after a while, Mrs. Shui Xinzi, with red eyes, came to open the door.
When she saw the three of them, she just smiled tiredly.
"Guys, please come in."
"Mrs. Shui Xinzi, Mr. Zhengxiu and you... didn't sleep all night?" Ryoma asked in disbelief.
"Zhengci...has fully entered the state. As the wife of Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu, I have no reason to interrupt the birth of a famous sword." Although Mrs. Shui Xinzi has heavy dark circles under her eyes, she looks a little bit...
Weak, but there is light in his eyes.
"I was worried about him forging swords by himself, so I acted as an assistant by his side, burning iron and so on." Mrs. Shui Xinzi yawned and said with a smile.
Whenever she sees her husband immersed in forging knives, she can't help but feel happy.
Although it is inevitable to feel worried, after all, the two of them are already quite old. A few years ago, Mrs. Shui Xinzi could accompany Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu to forge swords for two nights, but now, she feels exhausted after just staying up one night.
Lost consciousness.
"Can I go see Mr. Shui Xinzi Masahide?" Zuo Cun asked with his head slightly lowered.
Mrs. Shui Xinzi nodded. Although she was tired, she smiled and led the way: "Please come with me."
Ryoma Zuomura and Miss Aaron followed Mrs. Shui Xinzi and came to the familiar room.
Mrs. Shui Xinzi opened the door to the room, and Zuo Cun and Ryoma felt a rush of hot air rushing towards their faces. Through the heat waves and sparks, they could see the tall and strong figure still swinging the hammer.
"8000!" Suddenly, Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu shouted.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
The three people except Mrs. Shui Xinzi were all shocked.
This loud shout was full of energy.
Shui Xinzi was showing off the muscles on his back, and his back was covered with sweat.
His eyes were bloodshot, staring closely at the jade steel in his hand.
Yugang is a bit smaller than I thought before.
Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu picked up the jade steel with tongs and put it in the stove to bake.
His eyes reflected the firelight and became even redder.
"Mrs. Shui Xinzi, 8,000 is..." Zuo Cun looked at the tough guy and asked the lady beside him.
"Eight thousand times of folding and forging." Mrs. Shui Xinzi said slowly.
"Eight thousand times..." Ryoma couldn't help but feel a little numb after hearing this several times, "How... is this possible..."
In normal perception, the average knife forger will perform this process 20 to 30 times at most.
However, this third generation Mr. Shui Xinzi Masahide...eight thousand times...
"When he was young, his strength was far beyond ordinary people." Mrs. Shui Xinzi explained, "As a young man, he could smash boulders with his bare hands, break large trees, and he could directly leave fist marks on iron blocks.
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"One day when he was twenty-five years old, Master Shuixinzi Masahide of the previous generation took a fancy to Masaji's great strength suitable for blacksmithing and accepted him as his disciple."
"Zhengci is extremely talented. At the age of thirty-five, he inherited the name Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu."
"But there's always been a problem surrounding Shoji."
"It's hard for him to control his strength completely."
"Generally speaking, the pill forging of jade steel only requires a few times or dozens of times. But the number of pill forging required for famous swords is undoubtedly more."
"His strength is too great. Controlling it requires complete concentration."
"And long-term uninterrupted pill training requires a lot of energy."
"A few years ago, Shoji tried to forge famous swords more than once, but every time, something went wrong during the forging process."
"There is no room for failure in Maru Forging. One hammer is enough to destroy the entire process."
"The first time, when he was forty years old, he exercised 3,200 times. At the 3,201st time, he bent the hammer because of mental weakness, and all his previous efforts were wasted. It took him several years of rest to completely free himself from the mental weakness and frustration."
"The second time, when he was forty-six years old, he forged the pill 4,900 times. He passed out directly at the 4,995th time. The jade steel fell into the furnace and turned into molten iron. It failed again."
"And what is shown in front of you is the third time." Mrs. Shui Xinzi's eyes flashed, "He has been forged eight thousand times!"
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Mrs. Shui Xinzi came close to Shui Xinzi Zhengci and wiped the sweat that was about to drip into his eyes.
Zuomura and Ryoma looked at Shuishinzi Shoji who had continued to swing the hammer.
Even though Miss Aaron had an average view of human beings, she also developed admiration for this old man who had been obsessed with forging swords all his life.
"Let's go out, ma'am." Zuo Cun offered. "I'm... afraid of affecting Mr. Shui Xinzi Masahide's Maruzuo, so let's go outside and wait."
Mrs. Shui Xinzi nodded.
But to be honest, Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu has completely entered this undistracted state and is basically not affected by the outside world.
Walking out of the room, Miss Aaron looked like she was thinking.
She looked at Ryoma, then at Zuo Cun, and then at Shui Xinzi and his wife in the room.
He is a monster, an inhuman thing.
He was originally a snake demon transformed from malicious entanglement. He was a big monster who occupied a mountain and tried to get involved in the divine world.
After being suppressed by the gods, one is always filled with all kinds of negative emotions.
To a being like her, humans are nothing more than ants.
It is an offering to gods and one's own existence. It is also a delicacy that one knows, and it is just food that can be found everywhere.
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The young man with a casual look lifted his seal and released his terrifying existence from the suppression of the gods.
That attitude of not caring about anything made her very interested in human beings.
From then on, she followed Ryoma from Tosa to Edo in Mutsu, learned the Hokatsu Itto Style, and traveled around Japan with him.
At that time, Ryoma, who had nothing to do and no goals, also found his own goal that was "worthy of gambling for his whole life" and the reason to draw his sword.
He stood on the top of the mountain, looking down at the country.
"Ryoma, what is your wish now?"
"I want to change this country."
Wishes, my own wishes can overturn the world of gods, and human wishes are really insignificant.
However, human beings' wishes...
No, that's not so much a wish.
A single-minded belief in something.
During the time she was following Ryoma, Miss Aaron met a total of three such people.
Except for the person she followed, Ryoma Sakamoto resolutely chose to leave his hometown for the sake of the country and find a way to change.
The second one is Anno Zuomura.
Although Miss Aaron doesn't like Zuo Cun very much, she has to admit that Zuo Cun is very strong.
Although she had been suppressed for a long time, her strength was no longer close to its peak, and she was restrained by Ryoma and unable to transform back into her original form, which resulted in her being unable to exert her full strength at all.
But Zuo Cun is really strong as a human being.
What she said was true. After such a long time, except for her childhood, the only one who could hurt her, except the gods in the sky, was Zuomura Annuo.
Zuo Cun's sword actually left a sense of fear in her as a snake god.
That kind of terrifying look... Even now, Miss Aaron still feels a lingering fear when she thinks about it.
Moreover, such a person actually has very similar wishes to Ryoma.
As for the third person, and the one who really shocked Miss Aaron's obsession with human beings, they were the third generation Shui Xinzi Masahide and Shui Xinzi Masaji whom she had just met.
The voice in my ear told Miss Aaron.
This person, in a sense, is much more powerful than her.
Even though Miss Aaron can easily kill this man, she can easily tear this man into pieces.
But when she looked at that figure, she couldn't help but feel ashamed of herself.
She hugged Ryoma's arm.
Ryoma was a little surprised. Although Miss Aaron was very close to him, she generally wouldn't make such an action in front of others.
"What's wrong, Miss Aaron?" He smiled and touched Miss Aaron's head.
"Human beings are really strong and interesting!" Miss Aaron said inexplicably.
"Huh? Well, I'm glad you think so." Ryoma was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently.
It seems that I am not the only one who has grown up.
During the time when Miss Aaron was with Longma, Longma had been a little troubled.
Miss Aaron is very powerful, powerful enough to protect him completely.
But Miss Aaron only looked at him seriously, and in Miss Aaron's opinion, everyone else was just an ant.
Many people around Ryoma were beaten by Miss Aaron, especially Okada Izo.
If Longma hadn't blocked her many times, many lives would have been lost at the hands of Miss Aaron.
Ryoma did not choose to drive Miss Aaron away, but chose to keep this time bomb with him at all times, restraining her at all times.
The two of them reached a verbal agreement. Without Ryoma's permission, Miss Aaron is not allowed to reveal her true identity, let alone kill anyone.
Ryoma is a good old man and has never thought of killing someone.
He took Miss Aaron with him not only to restrain his unintentional mistakes and to atone for his sins, but also to make this ruthless monster understand what a real person is, a real person of flesh and blood.
Now it seems that it is initially effective.
He had never thought about relying on Miss Aaron's power to complete Japan's transformation. The human country should be changed by humans themselves.
Zuo Cun looked through the window at the figure of Shui Xinzi Shoji who was still swinging the hammer in the room, and narrowed his eyes.
He felt his heart beating violently.
Although this statement is a bit arrogant and arrogant, Samura saw himself in Suishinko Shoji, who was obsessed with swords in Echigo and Kyoto.
This state of extreme concentration resonated with Zuo Cun.
Shui Xinzi Shoji, on the other hand, was still beating the jade steel on the pliers without any distractions.
8020.
Ding!
He thought silently in his heart.
What is 2 raised to the power of 8020?
Don't know and don't want to know.
He only needed to hammer hard and concentrate on hammering to make this piece of jade steel extremely solid.
He is doing something that surpasses himself and his predecessors.
The thick ground texture is layer upon layer and no longer looks like it is cracked.
The texture is smoother, but it hasn't reached the end yet.
So, keep beating and keep forging.
Ding!
As the number of pill exercises increases, it will become more difficult to continue pill exercises, requiring more concentration and control of strength.
Those who walk a hundred paces are half ninety.
However, the corners of Shuixinzi Zhengci's mouth involuntarily raised a slight arc.
Focus and...enjoy.
Ding!
Mrs. Shui Xinzi is maintaining the temperature of the stove.
Shui Xinzi is forging using the ancient method. The temperature of the furnace must be strictly controlled at 1000 degrees. Compared with the new forging method, the temperature is much lower, but the knife forged in this way will be harder.
Having been her husband's assistant all year round, Mrs. Shui Xinzi has become very good at controlling the temperature of the fire.
8021.
After completing another round of forging, Shui Xinzi put Yugang into the stove again and looked at Yugang intently.
After a while, take out the jade steel again and continue swinging the hammer.
Ding!
...
The process of pill forging proceeds slowly.
In the evening, Mrs. Shui Xinzi wiped the sweat from her forehead and opened the door.
The three Zuocun people still didn't leave.
They looked at the couple who lived for the sword with respect and expectation.
From the figure of Shuishinzi Shoji, it can be seen with the naked eye that the size of his muscles has shrunk a lot, and the hair that was scattered behind him has completely lost its black color and turned into white hair.
"Mr. Masahide Suikoko..." Sakamoto Ryoma muttered to himself.
"This is...a human being who has found faith..." Miss Aaron's mood also changed a lot.
She suddenly felt that she was very naive before.
My sourceless desires and boring anger are nothing in the face of this determination and determination.
Zuo Cun looked at the somewhat stooped back, with fire burning in his eyes.
Mrs. Shui Xinzi did not ask them to leave.
Shui Xinzi was silently reciting the number of times he had taken pills.
8999.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
"Nine thousand!"
Shui Xinzi shouted loudly for the first time.
No one raised a voice to influence this hero.
Yes, hero.
The hero of the sword-forging world, the hero of the samurai, the hero of Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu.
Your own hero.
As the forging hammer hammered, Shui Xinzi was almost approaching the limit.
He is already very old, he has consumed his physical strength, consumed his fat, and now, he is consuming his life.
Just for the famous sword in my hand.
A famous sword that surpasses all famous swords.
The moon was sparse, providing some light for a few people.
They didn't ask to leave, and Shui Xinzi and his wife didn't say they wanted to see off the guests.
Everyone is looking forward to the birth of the knife.
"Nine thousand five hundred!" Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu shouted again.
"Nine thousand eight hundred!"
"Nine thousand nine hundred!"
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety!"
"Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine!"
Ding!
"One...ten thousand!!!"
Ding!
The forging hammer falls.
The red sun rises high.
Exquisite cloud patterns appear on the jade steel.