Chapter 688: Knife Repairer
By the time the two of them got down from the car, they had already arrived at a remote countryside, the surrounding area was deserted, there were only a few short houses scattered around, and there was not a single pedestrian at all as far as the eye could see.
”So remote?” Lin Qiye spoke in surprise.
”His character is a bit withdrawn and doesn’t like to live in crowded places.” Amamiya Haruhui led the way forward while saying, “Getting off here is because the driver only dared to drive up to here, further on, there are barren mountains and cemeteries, we still have to walk a bit further into the mountains.”
”This sword repairer, what exactly is his origin?”
”Legend has it that when the Kunitsu gods, represented by the main god of Daikoku, created the nine baneful swords, those who participated in the forging, in addition to several Kunitsu gods who excelled in the art, also specifically invited the most skillful sword forger in the human world, Furuki Yugui.
After Yutaka Furuki joined forces with the other Kunitsukami to create the nine Banezu swords, he considered them to be the most amazing works of his life, and asked the Great Country Lord God to allow himself to become the soul of the last sword, hoping that he could coexist with the Banezu swords for eternity in such a form that he could be completely integrated with his own works.
Later, the main god of Daikoku granted his request.
After endowing the previous eight swords with sword souls, Furuki Yugui pierced his own heart with the ninth sword and fell into the lava together, using some sort of ritual to make his soul merge with the sword, ultimately becoming the sword soul of the ninth sword.”
Lin Qiye pondered, “That is to say, the forger of the Banezu Blade became the ninth blade’s blade soul, so the ninth blade possesses the power to repair the other Banezu Blades?”
”That’s right, but that’s limited to the level of knowledge, as the blade soul, he was unable to personally forge and repair the other eight blades, so every generation of the ninth blade’s heir is a foreigner who specializes in the way of forging.” Amamiya Haruhide continued.
”This blade repairer we went to look for is the blade master of this generation of the Ninth Blade of Banezu.”
”But didn’t you say that the Banezu Blade wouldn’t break? Why would it need to be repaired?”
”You’re sort of asking the right question with this one.” Amamiya Haruhide sighed helplessly, “Precisely because the Banezu Sword itself is indestructible, this ninth blade’s ability to repair the Banezu Sword that comes with it is particularly ribald, and it has not been used a few times up until now, and coupled with the fact that this blade’s own ability is not offensive, this is also why the ninth blade has gradually faded out of the vision of the [Pure Land].
Unless it was due to some extremely special circumstances that caused damage to the Banezu Blade’s blade soul, only then would someone go looking for the whereabouts of the Ninth Blade’s master and ask him to repair the Banezu Blade ……”
”Then how did you find him?”
”Back then, my master brought me here to find him.”
”I see.”
Lin Qiye followed Amamiya Haruhui as he climbed up the mountain step by step, the sky gradually darkened in the distance, the deep forests between the mountains became darker and darker, and the deserted graves that he happened to pass by in the surroundings also became eerie.
Of course, it was impossible for such an environment to have any effect on Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruhui.
Even if something unclean really jumped out, they wouldn’t mind drawing their swords and being a ghost killing team for once.
The two of them walked along the mountain road for a long time, passing one cemetery after another, and by the time the tokens on their waists glowed slightly, they finally saw a few rays of bright light in the depths of the mountain forest ahead.
That is a short Japanese-style old house, covers an area of not small, but looks like it already has a sense of age, dark gray outer wall will be the whole old house surrounded, the wall is everywhere dense cobwebs and cracks, faint wisps of bright light from the wall behind the house, floating in the pitch-black night sky, in the background of the surrounding deep forest, inexplicably increased some eerie sense.
This place, it doesn’t look like any normal people live ah ……
Lin Qiye and Yu Gong Qinghui walked to the door, the latter reached out and gently knocked on the door, and after a long time, the door slowly opened.
A stout, yet wrapped in black cloth, with two deeply concave, emaciated zombie-like figures stood behind the door, with a long gray sword hanging from his waist, and the moment he saw his face, Lin Qiye thought that the head of the household of whichever graveyard in the surrounding area had crawled out to open the door for them.
His spiritual power instantly swept through the other party, and after confirming that this was a living person, he let out a slight sigh of relief.
That zombie …… no, that person’s dead fish like eyes swept over Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruhui, and finally lingered on Amamiya Haruhui’s body for a moment, his hand gripping on the hilt of the knife relaxing.
”It’s you ah ……” he spoke hoarsely, “Coming to knock on the door in the middle of the night, I thought I’d seen a ghost.”
Lin Qiye: ……
I guess even if a ghost came knocking on the door, the one who was scared was still a ghost, right?
”You don’t sleep at night anyway, it’s not really a disturbance, right?” Amamiya Haruhide raised an eyebrow.
”…… Come in, it’s dark outside, it’s weirdly scary.”
The man opened the door and made way for Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruhui to walk in one after the other, he closed the door with his backhand and locked it with a fist-sized iron lock before turning around and walking towards the houses.
He led the two of them down the dimly lit wooden corridor, his palms stepping on the floorboards and making ear-piercing creaking noises, and on both sides were pitch-black rooms strewn with dust that seemed to have not been used for a long time.
Lin Qiye watched as he led them past the parlor and straight to the open courtyard, which was littered with heavy tools for forging, and a furnace was placed end to end in the center, the flames inside not yet extinguished.
The man pulled out two small benches from some corner, blew the dust out of his mouth, and set them on the ground.
”Sit down, tea? I don’t have any here.”
Lin Qiye: ……
”No drink.” Amamiya Haruhide casually sat down on one of the benches and surveyed the surroundings, “It’s been four years, but your place hasn’t changed at all.”
”He is the Banezu Ninth Blade Master, Furuhara Ryoki. This is my friend, Asahina Nanashi.” Amamiya Haruhide briefly introduced the two, and Lin Qiye politely smiled at him.
Furuhara Ryoki didn’t answer, just looked straight at Amamiya Haruhide, those dead fish eyes in the deeply concave black sockets, it was scary how he looked.
”Do you have something?”
”…… There is.”
Amamiya Haruhui turned his head to look at Lin Qiye, “Where’s the sword?”
Lin Qiye returned to his senses and removed the black box behind him, placing it on the ground and opening it up, two broken snow white long knives were lying there silently, flickering with a cold, morose aura under the illumination of the fire.
Before coming, Lin Qiye had summoned the [Chopping White] ahead of time and installed it in the box containing the straight knives.
”See if you can repair this blade.” Amamiya Haruhide said.
Furuhara Ryoki walked over to the black box, crouched down, and slowly picked up the two long knives, those dead fish eyes suddenly radiating vigor as he carefully observed the knives.
After a long time, he nodded.
”No problem, give me five days.”
Hearing his assured tone, Lin Qiye was a bit surprised, it seemed that this knife repairer was indeed a bit of a level.
Amamiya Haruhide didn’t seem surprised by this and spoke once again, “Once it’s repaired, press a blade soul on it by the way.”
Furuhara Yoshiki froze.
He stiffened and turned his head, “Are you teasing me?”