Chapter 688: Chapter 688

very hair all over his body stood up with an unlovable expression.it is full of mirrors, Gao Tianyuan immortal beast, I have never eaten so much in my life. Ugh!Lin looked at the panel for seven night...by the time the two men got out of the car, they had reached a remote village, surrounded by desolation, with only a few small houses scattered around, and no pedestrians at all.

"so biased" Lin Qinight opened his mouth in surprise.

"he is a bit withdrawn in character and doesn't like to live in crowded places." As he led the way, Yugong Qinghui said, "get off here because the driver only dares to drive here. Further ahead, there are barren mountains and cemeteries, and we have to go a long way into the mountains."

"what on earth is the origin of this knife repairman"

"according to legend, when the god of Guojin, represented by the god of a great power, created a nine-handle disaster sword, those who participated in the forging, in addition to several gods who were good at this way, also specially hired the most skilled swordsmen in the world, Guyue Yugui.

after Gu Yue Yugui joined hands with other gods of Guojin to create Nine disaster Dao, he thought it was the most amazing work in his life, so he asked the Lord God of a big country to make himself the soul of the last knife, hoping to coexist forever with Yujin Dao in this form and be completely integrated with his own works.

later, the god of the great powers agreed to his request.

after Gu Yue Yugui gave the soul of the front eight knives, he pierced his heart with the ninth knife, fell into the lava together, used some ritual to integrate his soul with the knife, and finally became the soul of the ninth knife. "

Lin Qiyi mused, "that is to say, the forger of the evil sword has become the soul of the ninth knife, so the ninth knife has the power to repair other evil knives"

"Yes, but this is also limited to the level of knowledge. As the soul of the sword, he cannot personally forge and repair the other eight knives, so the descendants of the ninth knife of each generation are all strangers who are good at forging." Yugong Qinghui continued,

"the knife repairman we went to is the owner of the ninth knife of this generation."

"but didn't you say that Yujin Dao will not be broken Why do they need to be repaired "

"you asked the right question." Yugong Qinghui sighed helplessly, "it is precisely because Yujin Dao itself is indestructible, so this ninth knife has its own ability to repair Yujin Dao, it appears to be a special chicken rib, so far it has not been used several times. In addition, the ability of the knife itself is not aggressive, which is why the ninth knife gradually faded out of the Pure Land field of vision."

unless it is due to some very special circumstances that damage the soul of Yujin Dao, someone will go to find the whereabouts of the ninth Dao owner and ask him to repair Yujin Dao. "

"so how did you find him"

"my master brought me to him at that time."

"I see."

Lin climbed the mountain step by step with Qinghui of the Rain Palace in seven nights. The sky in the distance gradually darkened, the deep forest in the mountains became darker and darker, and the barren graves passing by accidentally became gloomy.

of course, it is impossible for such an environment to have any impact on the sunny glow of the seven nights of the forest and the Rain Palace.

even if something dirty pops up, they don't mind pulling a knife and being a ghost killer.

the two men walked along the mountain road for a long time, passing one graveyard after another, until the tokens around their waists lit up slightly, and finally saw a few rays of light in the depths of the mountain forest ahead.

it is a small Japanese-style old house, covering a large area, but it looks very old. The dark gray outer walls surround the old house, and the walls are covered with dense cobwebs and cracks. A few wisps of light come from the house behind the wall, floating in the dark night sky, inexplicably adding a sense of weirdness against the surrounding deep forest.

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this place doesn't look like a normal person to live in.

Lin Qi Night and Yugong Qinghui walked to the door, and the latter reached out and knocked on the door gently. After a while, the door opened slowly.

A burly man covered in black cloth, his eyes sunken and haggard like a zombie stood behind the door, with a long gray knife hanging around his waist. The moment he saw his face, Lin thought that the head of the graveyard around him had crawled out to open the door for them.

he breathed a sigh of relief after his mental strength swept over the other party in an instant, confirming that he was alive.

the zombie. No, the man's dead fish-like eyes swept through the forest for seven nights and the sunny glow of the rain palace, and finally stayed on the sunny body of the rain palace for a moment, and his hand on the hilt relaxed.

"it's you." He said hoarsely, "knock on the door in the middle of the night. I thought I had seen a ghost."

Lin Qi Nights:.

it is estimated that even if the ghost knocks at the door, it is the ghost who is scared, isn't it

"you don't sleep at night anyway, so it's not disturbing, is it" Yugong Qinghui frowned.

". Come on in. It's dark and scary outside. "

the man opened the door and made way. Lin Qiyue and Yugong Qinghui went in one after another. he closed the door with his backhand and locked it with a fist-sized iron lock, then turned and walked towards the house.

he walked the two men on the dim wooden porch with the soles of his feet on the floor with a shrill squeak. the dark, dusty rooms on both sides seemed to have not been used for a long time.

Lin watched helplessly as he led them through the reception room and walked straight into the open courtyard, which was full of heavy forge tools, a stove in the center, and the flames still unextinguished.

the man took out two small benches from somewhere, blew dust with his mouth, and placed them on the ground.

"have a seat. Would you like some tea I don't have it here. "

Lin Qi Nights:.

"No." Yugong Qinghui casually sat down on one of the benches and looked around. "it's been four years, but you haven't changed at all."

"he is the ninth knife master of Yujin, Guyuan Yoshu. This is my friend, Asahi Seven Night. " Yugong Qinghui briefly introduced the next two people, and Lin Qinight smiled politely at him.

Guyuan Yoshu did not answer, just looked at the rain palace Qinghui, that pair of dead fish eyes in the deep concave black eye sockets, how scary.

"can I help you"

". Yes, there is. "

Rain Palace Qinghui turned to look at Lin Qi Night. "where's the knife"

Lin woke up in the seventh night, took off the black box behind him, put it on the ground and opened it. Two broken snow-white knives were lying there quietly, shining cold in the reflection of the fire.

before he came, Lin Qixi summoned [chopping white] ahead of time and packed it in a box with a straight knife.

"see if you can fix this knife." Yumiya Qinghui said.

Guyuan Yoshiki walked to the black box, squatted down, picked up two long knives slowly, and suddenly exuded vitality in the eyes of the dead fish, observing the knife carefully.

after a long time, he nodded.

"No problem. Give me five days."

Lin Qiyi was a little surprised to hear his determined tone. It seems that the knife repairman is indeed a bit of a level.

Yumiya Qinghui didn't seem surprised by this and said again, "when you have fixed it, please press a knife soul for it."

Guyuan Yoshiki was stupefied,

he turned his head stiffly, "are you teasing me"see the past of this area."... It's like the history here has been erased. I've never seen anything like this before. ""what about the future""similarly, the future is full of chaos." The black pupil...