typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 3 The Nameless Firestick

Chapter 3 Nameless Fire Stick

"Zi la!"

"Zi la!"

"Zi la!"

The dry branches and leaves screamed, turning the last remaining light of life into heat, and red flames kept rising.

Gu Yao looked at the firewood sadly.

His original wish was to become a strong man who could control his own destiny, but now he is fifteen years old and has accomplished nothing except the dirty coins he stole.

Some children begin to learn martial arts when they are five or six years old, but Gu Yao does not have this condition.

Even if you are a thief, you may be considered a half-baked loser in the eyes of your peers.

Gu Yao became frightened when he saw a thief being beaten to death. After all, it was not a long-term solution. People always make mistakes. And a thief's mistake usually means very serious consequences.

.

So when Gu Yao wandered to Shili Town when he was nine years old, he worked as a servant in Feitan's inn for seven years.

Holding a fire stick, he stirred the firewood unconsciously to make them burn more vigorously.

The fire stick in Gu Yao's hand was very strange, more than thirty centimeters long, and its appearance was somewhat similar to the close-fitting horn knife used by herdsmen, except that the curvature was a little smaller.

In fact, it is a weapon, but even Gu Yao is embarrassed to export this term, because its workmanship is too rough, not to mention meticulously crafted, and it cannot even reach a slightly beautiful level.

One of the two most important points of a weapon is sharpness, not to mention that this "weapon" has no edges on both sides. It is difficult to kill a chicken, let alone fight.

Of course, not all weapons are sharp, such as whips, hammers, etc. Then you have to look at its second characteristic - hardness.

The hardness of a weapon naturally depends on the material.

The fire stick is dark, and it is not caused by being burned by firewood for a long time. It has always been like a bird since it was bought in ancient times. Weapons usually made of high-quality steel are shiny and smooth, and can even

A human figure was reflected, but this fire stick... Gu Yao couldn't find any words to comfort himself.

If it is struck with a hard object, the sound it makes is not the crisp sound of gold and iron, but a dull and hoarse sound, as if it is struck on rotten wood and leather, as unpleasant as the groan of a dying old man before his death.

You can imagine how inferior the materials used are.

The worst blacksmith in the world would probably be hard-pressed to create such a failed work.

This was bought by Gu Yao at a low price of five silver coins at an unknown weapon shop in front of the inn where he settled in Feitan.

Compared to a weapon, five silver coins is indeed a very low price, and it is simply sold as scrap metal.

When the shop owner took it out from the storage room, there were already a few strands of spider webs hanging on it, showing that it had been dusty for a long time.

When Gu Yao walked into the store and asked if there were any weapons that could be purchased for less than one gold coin, the store owner denied it without hesitation.

Just when Gu Yao was disappointed and wanted to leave, the shop owner remembered that when he was a child, his great-grandfather once gave him a piece of scrap metal to play with. Then when he grew up and realized the uselessness of the piece of scrap metal, he threw it into the storage room.

Abandoned area in .

The kind-hearted shopkeeper stopped Gu Yao and rummaged around in the storage room for a long time before discovering that this strange weapon, which he didn't know was called a knife, stick or sword stick, was sold to Gu Yao at a very low price of five silver coins.

Although he knew that this thing would not have any real effect, Gu Yao was still overjoyed. At least it could bring some psychological comfort.

In this chaotic world, a person always needs a weapon by his side, right?

There is also a very meaningful name engraved on the fire stick - trapped dragon, which means the imprisoned dragon. One day, it will soar into the sky and reach the nine heavens. Unfortunately, he knows that this fire stick is called "trapped snake".

"I'm afraid they are all a bit over-reputed.

As a weapon, the trapped dragon failed miserably, but as a fire stick, it was very competent.

That strange material does not conduct heat at all. No matter how the fire is blazing, the outer handle of the trapped dragon still remains at normal temperature, and even the part that has been burned is not hot. It is clearly different from ordinary steel knives.

"Ouch!"

The pain in his hand brought Gu Yao back to his senses, and he saw an extra bloodstain on the index finger of his right hand, which was not shallow.

He was so absorbed just now that he picked up a thorn from the pile of firewood. The sharp thorns on it made a long gash on his palm, and blood gushed out.

"Tsk tsk!"

Gu Yao bared his teeth and kept sucking in the cold air.

After pulling the trapped dragon out of the furnace, Gu Yao left the kitchen to get the hemostatic medicine and bandage it.

Due to habit, he used his injured right hand when taking out the trapped dragon, so the black stick was stained with a few drops of blood. Those few drops of blood, like touching a sponge, miraculously seeped into the trapped dragon.

A burst of dark light spread, getting stronger and stronger, filling the entire kitchen. The fire that was burning fiercely in the stove was quickly extinguished, even the charred coals were no exception, but there was no chill at all.

All this happened while Gu Yao was away. When he came back, the black air in the kitchen had dissipated, and the trapped dragon returned to its original state, still as inconspicuous as before.

"Well, what's going on?"

Gu Yao looked at the extinguished stove in confusion, his mind filled with questions. The firewood shouldn't have burned out so quickly.

Damn, it’s so fucking evil!

Although he didn’t know the reason, it was obvious that he could only light the fire again. Gu Yao, who was using flint, couldn’t help but sigh. It would be great if he were a magician. Then it would be much easier to light a fire. Of course, a noble magician wouldn’t have to do it.

Menial work like making a fire.

With a move in his heart, Gu Yao sang: "O passionate fire spirit, please listen to the call and gather around me - the fireball technique."

This is the lowest level fire skill for magicians. When Gu Yao was wandering, he saw two magicians use it. It was a very simple spell and he remembered it in his heart.

Of course, magic skills are not something that can be produced by just chanting a spell. Otherwise, magicians would be like vegetable vendors all over the street, and they would not be so precious.

The caster can mentally sense and summon the elements in the space, and combine them to a certain extent to produce physical magic skills. The process is extremely complicated and cannot be described clearly in a few words.

Naturally, Gu Yao failed. Not even a bit of smoke came out of his hand, let alone a fireball.

He laughed at himself and lit the fire with a flint.

The water in the pot boiled quickly.

——————

When your body is extremely tired, is there anything more comfortable than taking a nice hot bath?

No.

At least Gu Yao doesn't think so.

Affected by the underground lava, Chiyan City is always very hot all year round. The situation in Ice City is exactly the opposite of Chiyan City. The black ice underground that has not melted for thousands of years determines that they are cold all year round, at least for the first half of the year.

Time is snowy or frozen.

Shili Town is located on the border between Chiyan City and Ice City. The weather is changeable. You only need to wear a small vest during the day. At night, when the cold current from Ice City invades, you need to cover yourself with a thick quilt before you can sleep.

.

In this way, it would be very refreshing to take a hot bath at night.

Hot steam rose and the bathroom was filled with mist.

Lying in the big tub, letting the warm water flow smoothly, washing every inch of his skin and penetrating into every pore, Gu Yao couldn't help but moan happily and hummed a popular local ditty: "The taste of Shilipu wine is delicious."

It's so mellow, the Shilipu girl's breasts are big and round."

The stingy Fei Tan was a man who calculated his budget carefully, so Gu Yao's rare enjoyment was also linked to money.

Hot water every night costs one copper plate.

A copper plate sounds like nothing, but after a month, the cost is quite a lot, three silver coins.

Thinking of Gu Yao, my teeth itch with hatred, and I can't help cursing: "Damn Feitan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bathroom door was banged open.

Gu Yao was shocked. This bathroom was only for the internal employees of the inn, which meant that the only people using it were Fei Tan and himself. After the door handle broke, Fei Tan didn't even bother to repair it. Anyway, both of them were

Man, there's nothing to worry about.

In this way, there was no one else but Feitan who broke in. I think he heard his curse just now, and out of anger, he wanted to teach him a lesson with the cigarette pole.

Gu Yao quickly held his head with both hands: "I'm sorry, old..."

Before the word "ban" came out, something cold was lowered above the throat, and then a delicate voice came into the ears. It was nice to hear, but the meaning it contained was very terrifying: "Shut up, or you will die!"

);.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next