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After traveling 4 or 5 bookstores in succession and collecting a large number of books, Qiu Bai's strange actions finally stopped.

Only then did they provide the most important supplies...food and drinking water, but Qiubai didn't need to resist this kind of "massive supplies" by himself. After paying the money and designating the location, the store will naturally send the things over.

And for some reason, their actions are particularly active, as if they are grabbing time... What's the worry about this? If you can't finish it today, you can wait until tomorrow to continue selling vegetables. Do you pay attention to today's business?

After wandering for a day, it was already getting late.

"It's here."

After completing the established matters, Qiubai and Monet did not repent directly, and they stopped in front of another store.

The store may not be accurate. There was not even a sign here and the door was closed tightly. Because he was holding a lot of things, Qiubai leaned his head and looked at the note in his hand. After comparing the address marked on it and the location here, he confirmed that he had not come to the wrong place.

It was just Qiu Bai's temporary intention to come here. He had heard on his way to shopping that an excellent swordsman lives in this city, so he decided to come and visit... Maybe he thought he should find a sword that really belongs to him at this time.

Of course, we need to see if the sword-caster here is really a sword-caster.

But it doesn't look like it's open for business

Qiu Bai was about to stretch out his feet and knock on the door, but unexpectedly, a short and hoarse voice came into his ears:

"Enter!"

The door was opened from the inside, Qiubai and Monet looked at each other and entered this ordinary house.

Qiubai put down the things at hand, and the first thing that entered his eyes was the image of a "sword-casting master": short hair, round face, short body, full of gullies and thick limbs...

It doesn't fit the image of an oriental master, but... you don't judge this by your appearance. After all, the legendary dwarves have always been experts in forging.

There was a burning breath in the whole room... I thought there was a long-lasting flame burning in the sword stove behind.

Let’s look at the layout of the store… a large number of bare knives of different lengths are placed in a mess, completely different from the neat placement of the weapon store. Even Qiu Bai felt that he couldn’t get up.

Well, this is a workshop.

But I have to admit that sometimes the smell of iron is also fascinating.

After he invited the two of them in, the man sat down aside and went to work again. It seemed that he was repairing a knife.

This means to let yourself see it casually. Craftsmen always have various temperaments, and the master is particularly introverted... I don’t know if this is Qiu Bai’s illusion, but he doesn’t know how to write the two words “polite”.

His eyes were wandering around the room, and soon one of the few completely finished and fully decorated knives attracted his attention.

So he walked over and picked it up without saying a word... The delicate touch made people feel that it was a famous tool at the first time, and the meticulousness of the work made people wonder if it was the hand of this "dwarf".

Thinking of this, Qiu Bai couldn't help but look at the other party with curious eyes, and the latter seemed to have a very sharp feeling, so he looked up and met Qiu Bai's gaze.

"Can you try the sword?" he asked immediately.

The other party looked him up and down before nodding.

Seeing that the other party had no objection, Qiubai pulled out the knife with the slight and continuous friction sound.

The luster reflected on the blade and the fascinating curves all illustrate Qiu Bai's previous judgment. This is a good knife... As for how good it is, it is hard to say for the time being.

"Goeimon."

"ah"

"Goeimon, the name of this knife." The other party explained again.

"Goyoumon... a nostalgic name." Turning around the blade, you can indeed see the inscription on it, and the words Gooyoumon are indeed written.

The knife maker heard Qiu Bai's feelings and looked at him again.

"It's nothing, it just happened that a swordsman I like is also called Goeimon."

While speaking, Qiubai inserted the knife back into the scabbard, then pulled the knife at a straw mat standing in the middle of the room and hit it... Without any sense of blockage, the straw mat was easily cut off with one knife.

"Hmph, I cut some boring things up."

Well, after hearing this name, Qiubai just wanted to say such a line. After achieving this boring purpose, he put the knife back.

"I heard that you are the best sword-casting master in this country. If I want to customize a suitable knife, I don't know how long it will take." Qiubai turned around and said to the knife maker.

"Sword Forging Master, I'm just a knife maker... Come with me."

Private customization is a big job. The other party put down his work and turned around and left here through the door behind.

Qiu Bai also followed directly behind the other party.

Behind is an empty yard with a long table covered with felt cloth almost extending from one end of the yard to the other.

The knife maker walked to the front of the table, unbuttoned the felt cloth on it, revealing the contents inside... More than a thousand knives of length, width, and arcs of varying degrees.

"This... I won't let me try it all." Qiu Bai suddenly felt like he went to an eyeglass shop to get glasses.

The knife maker nodded, then pointed to a wooden stake in the middle of the yard... It is 4 meters high and has a diameter of more than 1.5 meters.

"This...full strength." Qiubai picked up the knife in front and was a little at a loss. Although the wood looks thick and long, it is not difficult for the swordsman to cut.

"Full effort." said the knife maker, "This is Tianxingnan konjac, which can be cut."

Well, it seems that this thing is quite special, so Qiubai cut it over with peace of mind... "Dou!" Sure enough, the sound of cutting the wooden stake was very special. The blade was stuck just a little bit, and it was not as good as Qiubai imagined that he would break twice.

The knife maker came up and looked at the marks of the incision, and then said, "Change No. 38."

After Qiubai found No. 38 and cut a few times, he said, "Change No. 438."

Qiubai's initial feeling was not a problem at all. This special girl was just wearing glasses, but the most primitive method.

However, this is exactly the reason why Qiubai came to such a place. Although he had the ability to structure, he was not a professional. With the continuous instructions of the knife maker, the knife in Qiubai's hand gradually developed in a heavier and longer direction.

After working hard until midnight, after continuous adjustments, the things Qiubai finally got didn't look like a war knife, but more like a guitar knife that could only be used for decoration - this thing looked like a kind of gratitude at first glance... it was too long.

If you really build a knife in this shape, you might easily create a demon knife.

Qiubai kept trying to waving the bamboo pole-like thing in his hand, but he felt quite easy.

"How long will this thing be made?"

He just asked casually. At this moment, he no longer needed what the knife maker was doing. Simply put, if he knew the "degree", he could already make his glasses by himself.

The knife maker glanced at Yueshui and said the longest sentence since Qiubai came here, "You can go back. It's a different matter if you really need this knife. If you can come to me tomorrow... In short, please come again tomorrow."

So Qiubai was kicked out in such a confused way. What does this mean? It sounds like there is still a possibility that it will not come tomorrow.

But he really didn't plan to come here again.

"It's getting foggy……"

After coming to the street again, Qiubai discovered that the fog had already covered the city and the moonlight was also covered.

After nightfall, there were only hazy lights on the streets of Rommel's kingdom, but outside Qiubai and the others came out, no one could see it.
Chapter completed!