My name is Guijianchou, and I am a famous demon blade in the world.
This name did not come from the beginning.
My appearance is also very strange, shaped like a sickle but similar to a long-edged dagger.
My last two masters both used me as a dagger. However, my initial role was indeed just a sickle, a tool used to harvest crops, cut grass and remove weeds.
Therefore, my first name was "Sickle".
Unlike others of the same kind, I am not gray and dark. Instead, my whole body glows with a faint bluish-purple light, just like lilac petals.
At first I thought this was the color given to me by my master, but later I realized that it was the melancholy that I was born with.
And it seems that my master did not die well because of the meaning of such colors, at least the first two masters were like this. As for the third master, he is still too young and he doesn’t know what will happen to him in the future.
Although I am a sickle, I was not an ordinary sickle when I was born. Not only is my appearance different, but also because the person who created me is extraordinary.
He is Duan Tianzhu, a well-known forging master in Zhongzhou. Yes, he is exactly the master Duan who "matches the craftsman's ingenuity with the craftsman's hand, and forges knives and swords like God's help."
Master Duan is a wonderful man, especially when it comes to forging weapons. However, there are gains and losses. Master Duan knows nothing about martial arts practice. Although he has tried hard, in the end he is still a master in the world.
Common people who have no power to restrain a chicken.
Furthermore, Master Duan's sense of direction is not very good, so he always gets lost when he travels alone. However, he always likes to travel alone because he can gain knowledge of weapons from the local customs and customs.
Just understand and be creative.
Fortunately, Master Duan still has good skills and is easy-going. He doesn't know martial arts, but he doesn't need to do it himself. There will be a lot of people in the world who are willing to work for him. He is a road fool, but he can always do it.
When he met a kind-hearted person who showed him the way, he would use his own skills to forge a tool or weapon as a thank-you gift for the kind-hearted person who helped him.
I was born because a sharecropper kindly rescued Master Duan who was lost in the mountains and forests and had been hungry for three days.
The honest tenant farmer welcomed Master Duan home and entertained him well.
Although the tenant farmer's family was not wealthy and the food they gave Master Duan was vulgar, Master Duan was still grateful.
The tenant farmer's home is very simple. There are his wife, two young sons and a young daughter, a family of five.
The livelihood of a sharecropper's family depends on an acre of rice field, an old cow, a hoe and a rusty sickle.
So, before Master Duan left, he found the blacksmith shop in the village, took out half of the fine iron he brought with him, and made a sickle for the tenant farmer's family. This sickle was me.
I became a new member of the tenant farmer's family, and the tenant farmer was my first master.
Then, like the old ox and the hoe, I became the main force that made the tenant farmer family smile. I breathed the breath of heaven and earth in the fields every day.
At that time, I felt happy and satisfied to be able to bring joy to the tenant farmer's family, even though everything was so ordinary, even though the sharpness in me was often covered up by the soil.
The peaceful days will eventually be broken. That day, an old friend of mine died, that old cow.
The weather that day was very depressing, and the old cow seemed to be in a bad mood. After finishing its work, it took a stroll back to the village alone while its owner turned back to work.
Under this weather, it was obvious that not only Lao Niu was in a bad mood, but also Wang Ba, the youngest son of the village king and landlord.
The old cow blocked the way of the small landowner's carriage.
"Get out of the way! Make way for me, you beast!" After the little Wang Ba shouted a few words at the top of his lungs, the old slave next to him handed him the whip.
The old cow was indifferent.
"The beast is in the way, let me get him out of the way!"
Four or five whips struck the old cow's weak back like raindrops, making a crackling sound.
The old cow was obviously frightened by this battle and its legs were weak, and it could not move even further. Bright red streaks could be seen on its back.
The villagers nearby either regarded it as a joke or did not dare to offend the small landowner, so no one stepped forward to take the old cow away.
"Moo!"
With a shrill wail, the old cow fell to his knees.
"Hahaha! You know you were wrong! You dared to block my young master's way. It's too late to admit your mistake now! Beat me to death!" Seeing Lao Niu's increasingly miserable look, the little Wang Ba swept away his annoyance and opened his eyes wide.
His eyes looked extremely excited.
After a while, the owner, who was informed by the kind-hearted villagers about what happened in the village, arrived belatedly. What he saw was the old man curled up in a ball on the ground, his flesh and blood mangled, and the old man who was no longer sound and the cheerful man walked away.
, leaving only a small landowner's carriage with his back.
The master knelt down in front of the old cow, his body trembling and unable to make any sound. I don’t know what the crystal substance dripping from his cheek onto the old cow and the ground was. I only know that his hand did not reach out.
Lao Niu, on the contrary, held me very, very tightly.
At that moment, I could feel his sadness, fear, and anger.
That night, the owner went to Wang Landlord's home and wanted to apologize to the small landowner face to face for blocking the old cow's road during the day.
The owner pinned me behind his back, but Landlord Wang and his family never thought about what this vulgar tenant farmer could do. They just thought that he came to admit his mistake and did not think otherwise.
However, when the owner used me to pierce the small landowner's chest, the landowner Wang discovered that rabbits can really bite when they are anxious, and this honest tenant farmer actually came to the door and directly killed his rabbit under their noses.
My beloved son was killed, and there was no way to save him.
My body is stained with the young and hot blood of the small landowner, and until my death, I can still feel his arrogance and ignorance that despised everything.
From that day on, I realized that in this world, besides the thickness of soil and the fragrance of straw, there are also such delicious things.
No accident, my first master died under the brutal sticks of the landlord Wang's family guard. He did not eat the master alive, but he allowed the master's family of five to bury his youngest son with him overnight.
But for some reason, I was taken back to the owner's house and placed in that lifeless place without any light, looking at the hoe standing by the wall without saying a word.
Life is like this, with waves and storms rising in the calm, but then suddenly ending in calmness.
Brother Hoe and I don't know how long we stayed in this deserted hut. We only know that when the door was opened again, our bodies were already covered with a thick layer of dust.
The visitor's eyebrows were very similar to those of the old master. He walked into the room with a suspicious look on his face, looked at the things in the room, then closed the door and left.
But half a day later, he came back again, this time with undisguised anger on his face, and without any hesitation, he reached out to me.
He wiped me smooth and translucent.
Only then did I see his appearance clearly. Could it be that he was the little master?