Early morning of the second day.
Zuocun and Ryoma both got up very early.
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.
To be continued...