In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

After waiting for a while, someone finally came to open the door.

A middle-aged woman in plain Wu clothes opened the door.

"I'm sorry, because the knocking sound overshadowed the knocking on the door, so I neglected everyone." The middle-aged woman bowed and apologized.

"Please get up, ma'am." This should be Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu's wife.

In Japan, unmarried women will not wear plain Wu clothes. Only married women will take off their gorgeous Wu clothes and put on plain Wu clothes that are exclusively for married people.

"I'm from Kyoto, specifically to visit Mr. Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu." Zuo Cun bowed slightly, "The next name is Zuo Cun Anno."

"Ah, that's right..." Mrs. Shui Xinzi was not surprised, as a generation of Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu, she often met people who asked her husband for a knife, "Please come in a few, please go to the main hall first. Wait, I'll let you know."

After Mrs. Shui Xinzi led Zuo Cun and Ryoma to the living room, she withdrew.

The three of Zuocun sat on the tatami, waiting for the arrival of Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu.

"The famous Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu's life looks quite simple." Longma sighed while looking at the simple furnishings.

"I didn't see the figure of the servant either." The few people who entered the door didn't see anyone other than Mrs. Shui Xinzi, only the sound of the clinking of iron coming from a room on the side.

The three waited for a while. Miss Aaron had lost her image and lay on Longma's knee: "Ryoma, I'm hungry."

"Okay, okay, just wait." Ryoma said helplessly, touching Miss Aaron's smooth hair.

Zuo Cun looked at the sunlight outside the house and frowned.

The three of them had been waiting in the front hall for almost an hour, and now it was almost noon, neither Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu nor Mrs. Shui Xinzi came again.

"Sakamoto-kun, what do you think?"

"Well, it's somewhat unreasonable, but you said it." Longma smiled, "Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu of this generation is a weirdo."

"I heard the sound of hammering iron. It may be that Mr. Shui Xinzi has something to do."

Zuo Cun lowered his head and thought for two seconds, then stood up and patted the hem of Wu Fu's clothes.

"Let's go take a look, Sakamoto-kun."

"I have no opinion." Ryoma responded.

In any case, no matter how strange it is, you should treat guests with courtesy. Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu's behavior has already offended Ryoma, Zuocun and Miss Aaron.

Zuo Cun and Long Ma were side by side, and Miss Aaron followed behind Long Ma. Following the clanging sound of iron, they found the room where Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu was.

The door was open, so several people could directly see the scene inside the house.

The two who were originally dissatisfied, but after seeing this scene, they both chose to remain silent.

A tall and strong man with gray hair, with his back to the door, was shirtless, swinging his forging hammer,

Ding!

Ding!

Sparks fly, sweat drips.

A beauty full of power.

Madam Shui Xinzi was sweating profusely, and when she saw the three people coming to the door, she hurried over: "I'm sorry, three, Shui Xinzi will enter this state every time he forges a knife, I'm sorry, I thought I could wake him up but this time... somehow there's no way to get him out of this state."

"Madam, it's okay." All Zuo Cun's dissatisfaction was shattered in this heart-beating scene.

"Now, the blade in the hands of Mr. Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu is much more important than me."

===Chapter 290 Nine Swords and People===

Madam Shui Xinzi was very embarrassed.

It is obvious that people are here to ask for a knife, but people encounter such a thing.

She hurried to get ready to eat.

Zuo Cun and Ryoma stood at the door just like that, looking at the broad and powerful back, waving the forging hammer one by one.

Shui Xinzi, who was focusing on forging steel, didn't pay any attention to what was behind him.

Mrs. Shui Xinzi brought some food, but Zuo Cun and Long Ma were already immersed in the scene like Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu.

Then all the food was eaten by Miss Aaron.

Shui Xinzi was just like this, completely ignoring other things.

Wholeheartedly, only swinging the forging hammer, occasionally stopping to continue heating the jade steel, and then continuing to swing the hammer.

Miss Aaron fell asleep while hanging on Ryoma's back, while Zuo Cun and Ryoma just kept standing behind Shui Xinzi Zhengji.

It was getting dark, and his legs were a little numb.

Zuo Cun looked at Shui Xinzi Zhengji who was still wielding the hammer, and sighed: "What a strong physical strength and will."

Forging knives is definitely a physical activity, in fact, you can tell by looking at the muscles of Shui Xinzi Zhengji's body.

After all, it has to fold and hit the jade steel countless times, and the weight of the forging hammer is definitely not light.

Mrs. Shui Xinzi stood beside Zhengji Shui Xinzi with worry in her eyes and a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I had such a dedicated knife forging." Shui Xinzi and his wife are not young, but they are still relatively energetic.

She sighed as she looked at her husband's focused eyes and beating with constant force.

She was very worried about his state, but she couldn't bear to disturb him.

Having been with Shui Xinzi all the year round, she knows very well how precious it is for a swordsmith to enter such a state.

The appearance of this situation often means that a famous sword is about to come out.

Mrs. Shui Xinzi knew that her husband had been forging knives for several years, and had been pursuing a famous knife in her own hands.

She sighed and turned to leave.

"Three, why don't you come back tomorrow, it's getting late, I'll introduce you tomorrow." Mrs. Shui Xinzi bowed deeply to the three of Zuocun, "I'm sorry..."

Ryoma Sakamoto helped Mrs. Suizinko up with a smile: "Madam, there is absolutely no need for you to apologize to us. Rather, let us see such a picture, and we should thank you instead."

"To be honest." Zuo Cun stared at Shui Xinzi Zhengji's back, and sighed slightly, "I feel a little guilty now."

"When I was training myself before, I used a knife to slash large stones for training, so that dozens of knives died." Zuo Cun stroked the pheasant feather on his waist, "This is how knives are forged, and I have killed many knives..."

"That's wrong!" Shui Xinzi Zhengji's majestic voice suddenly sounded.

Except for Miss Aaron, who was asleep, the other three all looked at the hammer-wielding figure.

"The knife has emotions!" He didn't stop swinging the hammer, but turned his back to the crowd and refuted Zuo Cun's words, "So, if you are a strong master who loves to temper himself, even if the knife dies in your hands, will be delighted!"

"If a person is poor and weak, even a famous sword, in the hands of such a person, will cry extremely sadly."

"Don't feel guilty about the knife that died in your hands!"

"That's disrespect to the knife!"

"The knife, forged, is to be held in the hands of a certain place, a certain person, a powerful swordsman. Whether it is accompanying or dying, it will feel extremely happy."

"Knives are people!"

"People are born to die, but the process in the middle is what needs to be decorated and proud!"

Ding!

"Knife is also a truth!"

"So, don't go to pay homage to the dead knife, but take the power of the knife and sharpen yourself into the sharpest knife!"

Ryoma and Zuocun looked at each other.

The two bowed deeply to Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu.

"Thank you, sir, for your teaching."

The two looked at each other.

"Mrs. Shui Xinzi, then, we will go back today." Zuo Cun said goodbye to Mrs. Shui Xinzi.

Madam Shui Xinzi nodded and sent the three to the door.

"Please walk slowly, three." She bowed slightly.

Zuo Cun and Long Ma nodded and left the Shuixinzi house.

"Sakamoto-kun, how do you feel?" Zuomura looked at Ryoma walking beside him.

Ryoma embraced the sleeping Miss Aaron in the posture of a princess, and said to Zuo Cun with a smile, "It's an eye-opener."

"Qin Ze is right, this Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu is indeed a weird person." Zuo Cun looked at the night sky and laughed twice, "Maybe it is because of this strangeness that he can be called Shui Xinzi Zhengxiu. ."

"This is a person worthy of respect." Ryoma nodded and confirmed.

"Ah, there is a liquor store here." Zuo Cun noticed that there was a bright hut by the road.

"Buy some wine and go back, Zuo Village, are you old enough to drink?" Longma looked at Zuo Village with some doubts.

When I first glanced at it, I didn't feel that Zuo Cun was very young, but after a closer look through the moonlight, Longma realized that this powerful swordsman with advanced concepts actually looked a little immature.

"16 years old, you can drink." Zuo Cun smiled slightly.

When I was in Misheng Village a while ago, I was dragged by Serizawa Ya and Shinjian Jin and drank too much. After that, Zuo Cun became curious about wine and occasionally bought some to drink. Over time, I liked the occasional occasion. Have a little wine.

Drinking alone under the moon is the best.

Zuo Cun really couldn't drink the unrestrained drinking methods of Serizawa Duck and Xinjian Jin.

"I'll pay for it." Ryoma put Miss Aaron in the air, and Miss Aaron fell asleep like this and walked into the izakaya.

A few minutes later, Ryoma came out with two small bottles of sake.

Tonight is destined to be a very late night.

When meeting like-minded people, there will always be a lot of ideas to exchange with each other.

Although there is not much communication, and the way of getting to know is very strange, but after all, they are the same kind of people.

The difference is that Ryoma has never killed anyone, and has never thought about killing anyone.

Zuocun, on the other hand, is a person who thinks you are evil and will draw his sword without hesitation.