Mortal Mirror

Arriving in front of the blacksmith shop, Li Ergou noticed that the signboard actually had a few bold and unrestrained characters: "The World's Divine Weapons."

Li Ergou was slightly surprised, thinking that this guy was too arrogant. A blacksmith shop dared to use such a name. He wondered what kind of powerful weapons he had forged. Perhaps he was just a frog in a well, praising himself.

With a hint of disdain in his heart, he stepped into the blacksmith shop and saw an old man hammering away at an unformed piece of iron. Although the old man had white hair, his muscles were very strong, like old tree roots entwined around his body. This stance showed that he was no ordinary blacksmith.

To his surprise, usually, when he came out dressed as a constable, most shopkeepers would warmly welcome him. However, this old blacksmith seemed not to have seen him, focusing intently on forging, which was quite unique, like a master.

After a long while, he finally glanced at Li Ergou and then asked, "Oh, sir, I wonder what you want? To buy something or to have a weapon made?"

Li Ergou looked around at his shelves, but there was nothing like the knife he wanted.

He said, "Old man, I want to forge a knife, preferably one that is extremely heavy."

"How heavy is heavy?" The old man asked without looking up, while hammering.

Li Ergou weighed it in his mind, gritted his teeth, and said with determination, "Five or six hundred pounds, even seven or eight hundred pounds would be fine."

The old man frowned slightly, somewhat surprised, and said, "You're a small guy, what do you need such a heavy knife for? Can you even lift it?"

Li Ergou smirked, his eyes revealing a profound look, and said, "Don't underestimate me because I'm small, I'm very strong. Just give me a straight answer, can you forge a knife like that or not?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I can't make it. I don't have good enough materials here. A skilled woman can't cook without rice."

Hearing this, Li Ergou felt a little unhappy and curled his lips, saying, "Is that so? Then why did you give your blacksmith shop such a powerful name? I advise you to change the name in the future. The World's Divine Weapons, it's just an empty boast, how shameful."

After saying this, he turned to leave, but unexpectedly, the old man suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

Li Ergou was slightly stunned, surprised that this was the first time he had seen a commoner who wasn't afraid of him in his official uniform.

He stood there, looking at the old man in confusion, wanting to see what he wanted to do. Could it be that he wanted to fight him? If that was the case, he might not respect the old and love the young.

The old man looked at Li Ergou for a moment, anger in his eyes, and said, "Sir, do you know that you are insulting me? I, Old Jia, have forged countless divine weapons in my life, and this is the first time someone has said that my blacksmith shop doesn't deserve these four words."

Li Ergou thought that a county blacksmith shop was so arrogant. If he moved to Yucheng, wouldn't he be in the sky? For a moment, he felt amused, but he still suppressed his laughter and said, "In that case, show me some real skills. I can talk big too."

The old blacksmith blew his beard and glared, trembling all over, his eyes full of sharpness.

Li Ergou met his gaze, showing no sign of backing down. The two glared at each other in the room, walking in circles, one circle, two circles, three circles. Li Ergou was now really a little scared, afraid that the old man's temper was too great, and he might suddenly pass out. Then he would not be able to explain it.

Based on the principle of respecting the old and loving the young, Li Ergou wanted to take a step back. After all, Mr. Li once said that taking a step back leads to a broader world. Why should he force him so hard? If he really forced the old man to death, wouldn't he be committing a sin?

"I..." He just opened his mouth, before he could finish speaking, he heard the blacksmith suddenly shout, "Young one, get out here and bring me the Dragon Slaying Blade that our ancestors forged halfway!"

As soon as he said this, someone outside replied, "Okay!" After a moment, the back door opened, and a fat man who was more than two meters tall and even fatter than a white elephant walked in, holding a huge wooden box that was one and a half meters long.

Li Ergou saw that his steps were heavy and sweat was dripping from his forehead, and he couldn't help but marvel at how heavy the contents of this box must be.

At this moment, the fat man threw the box on the ground, and the whole ground shook, showing how heavy this thing was.

The old blacksmith snorted and said proudly, "Boy, you want a good knife, right? This is the Dragon... Slaying... Blade that my ancestors passed down and forged halfway.

Although it is only an ordinary weapon, it is made of extraterrestrial meteorite iron.

Unfortunately, this thing has never been completed due to various reasons. If you can afford the price, I can sell it to you, but this thing is only a semi-finished product, and you need to help me continue to complete it."

Hearing this, Li Ergou hadn't spoken yet, but the fat man said anxiously, "Dad, you can't! This thing is very evil, and didn't the ancestors say that this thing must be worshiped by us for three hundred years before the special power on it can be eliminated and the furnace can be opened again to refine it?"

As soon as he said this, Li Ergou instantly understood something. After all this time, this guy was just teasing him.

The old man's face turned slightly red, but he scolded, "You know nothing! Anyway, this thing has already been worshiped for two hundred and ninety-nine years, it doesn't matter if it's just one year. Today, I'm just letting this guy see the world. Our World's Divine Weapons is not just an empty boast."

Li Ergou curled his lips, but was very curious about the Dragon Slaying Blade in this box. He imagined that it must be a domineering and mighty big knife with countless beautiful patterns. If that was the case, it wouldn't matter if he did some work. As for the evilness that the old man mentioned, Li Ergou wouldn't care.

With this thought, he said, "Okay, then open it and take a look. If I like it, I'll take it." As he said that, he was about to open the box.

"Wait, our World's Divine Weapons has rules for selling things. For this kind of treasure, you must buy it first before you are qualified to watch it, and no refunds or exchanges. If you are not satisfied, then I'm sorry, we can't do anything about it.

The most important thing is that this thing is a semi-finished product. If we open it, we still can't forge it into a good knife. We are not responsible for that.

So, you have to think clearly, do you want it or not?" The old man said slowly at this moment.

Li Ergou was slightly stunned, thinking that he was selling a knife? He thought they were scamming him, but a strong curiosity still made him couldn't help but say, "How much?"

The old man's eyes flashed a subtle cunning look when he heard this.

Then he said, "Twenty stalks of Daoist Hidden Money."

Li Ergou was surprised and couldn't help but widen his eyes and said, "Why don't you just rob someone? Wouldn't that be faster? Twenty stalks of Daoist Hidden Money, you could buy half a street with the gold it's worth. You're not afraid of your tongue being cut off by the wind."

The old man didn't care, deliberately showing a contemptuous expression and said, "Hmph, whatever, if you can't afford it, you can't afford it. Don't ruin the name of my World's Divine Weapons in the future."

The fat man also followed and said, "Dad, you can't sell it! This is a treasure passed down from our ancestors. If you sell it for the sake of getting even, wouldn't you be letting down our Jia family's ancestors."

Li Ergou was irritated by the old blacksmith's contemptuous words and felt a little annoyed, thinking who was he looking down on? Hearing the fat man's words, he only felt that this thing should be a treasure.

In this way, he couldn't help but feel a little tangled in his heart, wondering whether to buy it or not.