Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

Although the relatively safe oil quenching had been adopted, there were still a few short knives that could not withstand the severe heat changes and were scrapped directly.

Zhuxiong felt a pain in his heart when he saw that the ten knives just turned into the current two knives. Although the site used was provided by the shop Lao Luo, the material was bought with a little bit of his savings in two years.

"Zhuxiong, in fact, you don't have to worry too much. Ordinary iron ore cannot withstand such a high temperature drop. If it is replaced by refined iron ore, this situation will not happen."

Seeing Zhuxiong who was a little lost, the shop elder Luo also said patiently.

While talking, Lao Luo put on special heat-resistant gloves, and sharpened the quenched short knife.

"It turned out to be like this. I thought it was my operation problem."

Hearing Lao Luo's answer, Zhuxiong was relieved a lot.

It turns out that there is such a thing as fine iron ore in this world, it seems that he guessed what Takeo wanted to ask.

Lao Luo said to Zhuxiong while sharpening his knife: "I heard that there is an ore trading market in Ruzik City going south. Of course, you can try it too, but I heard that someone in the village in the north dug out rare ore. You can try your luck there."

"Ruzik City, the northern village..."

Zhuxiong secretly recorded this information, but when he thought that his task tonight was to go to Piaoxiang Village in the north, he couldn't help but feel happy, maybe he could actually dig out some ore or something.

With the help of shop elder Luo, the blades of the four short knives were trimmed to shine. Lao Luo did not forget to make a blood groove on both sides of the short knives.

Takexiong took out a short knife and tested it a bit. Although it didn't have the sharpness of cutting iron like mud as imagined, it was extremely sharp, and easily cut the wooden horse beside it in half.

He looked at the gradually darkening sky, put away the four short knives, and borrowed an iron pick by the way, just in case.

After bidding farewell to the shop elder Luo, Takeo returned to the meeting point mentioned in the morning.

At this time, a carriage had already stopped in front of the Qingyun Church, and the head of a tall man was Archbishop Ivantov, and the old men standing beside him were the cardinal's trump cards.

And behind them, stood several teenagers who went to Daoxiang Village together.

Zhuxiong saw that the staff seemed to be inferior to him, and he was embarrassed to delay any longer, and strode forward to the carriage.

"Little devil, you have such a big face, is that where you should sit!"

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In the distance came the joking voice of Takuya Huo, the smoker, and even Archbishop Ivantov coughed slightly in embarrassment.

"Brother Zhuxiong, come here! Here!"

The voice of his buddy Yamaku came from the back position, and Takeo, who was in a dilemma for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for the eyes that can kill, Zhuxiong would not mind killing the cynical old man in front of him hundreds of times.

I was really ashamed just now, thanks to my buddy Shan Kong who gave me a step down.

Zhuxiong is not a hypocritical person, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and stand with other teenagers in full view.

Seeing that everyone was assembled and seated, Archbishop Ivantev turned around with satisfaction and said in a hearty voice: "Tonight is your first experience, and I don't want anyone to be missing because of this, so everyone will follow the plan." Just get ready to go!"

"Jeff!"

"Subordinates are here."

Qiaofu is the driver of this carriage, wearing a white cassock, and when Archbishop Ivantev called him, he immediately understood and changed his departure.

"Old ghosts, get in the car."

The three cardinals didn't talk nonsense, they got into the carriage together and drove away, leaving Zhuxiong and others with a confused look on their faces.

"Master Bishop, will you forget us?"

Just as Zhuxiong was talking, he saw no one answered, and when he turned his head, the boys who were here just now were all gone.

"What the hell?"

Just as Zhu Xiong wanted to complain, an old scalper came slowly, making a 'moo moo' sound.

At this time, a [hidden] team member in black and masked was sitting in front of the driver. He pulled the reins and stopped firmly in front of Zhuxiong.

"Brother Zhuxiong, come up quickly!"

Yamasora raised the curtain of the car and waved at Takeo.

Takexiong nodded, and then jumped into the bullock cart.

At this moment, the carriage was a bit crowded. Apart from the teenagers who were performing their tasks, there was also a member of the Ghost Killing Squad inside.

Seemingly feeling the surprised expression on Takeo's face, Shan Kong, his buddy, immediately explained: "Brother Takeo, you also know that our church's funds are not well-off, and this old scalper borrowed it from the local villager's house anyway. car."

When Zhuxiong heard that Shankong had said that, he could only sigh helplessly.

He found an empty seat near the car curtain and sat down. For some reason, he felt that the atmosphere was weird, as if everyone had something on their minds and kept silent.

This made Takeo, the captain, in a difficult situation. If even the members don't understand, this mission may not be able to proceed smoothly.

"Everyone, if you allow me to introduce myself, I am Murata from the Demon Slayer Squad. I will go to Daoxiang Village this time to investigate the disappearance with everyone."

A member of the Ghost Slayer Squad named Murata greeted everyone with a smile. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, not very tall, and looked polite.

However, Murata's self-introduction did not enliven the inside of the carriage.

"Murata, do you know if a guy named Tanjiro was promoted to be a member of the Demon Killing Team in the recent final selection?"

When Takeo heard that Murata was a member of the Demon Slayer Squad, he immediately became interested. In fact, he also missed his older brothers Tanjiro and Nezuko.

"The name Tanjiro seems familiar."

Hearing that Zhu Xiong felt a little relieved, even though he couldn't fight with his brother, he felt relieved knowing that they were safe and sound.

Along the way, the carriage kept shaking as the cattle advanced.

The six people were sitting in the narrow carriage, and from time to time, due to the vibration of the carriage, their bodies swayed from side to side and deviated from their positions.

"Fuck, I can't take it anymore!"

Zhuxiong let out a loud roar, his eyes were bloodshot, mainly because his body was already very tired from blacksmithing and forging weapons today.

This ox cart was not only slow, but also did not have any stabilizing devices in the carriage, and from time to time one could hear the creaking sound of the wheel hubs worn and aged all year round.

Just as he was about to squint his eyes, he was startled awake by the bodies of other team members moving sideways.

At this time, an ax appeared out of nowhere in Takexiong's hand, and several people in the carriage were terrified by Takexiong's actions, not knowing what he wanted to do.