Mortal Mirror

Li Ergou finally made up his mind to buy it, after all, money was just an external thing to him. He had so many chickens, and he made a lot of money selling eggs every day. It could be said that unless he was extravagant, he could never spend all his money.

Da Baixiang had told him that money was a bastard; you could always earn more after spending it. With this in mind, he no longer hesitated. It was just twenty Dao Repository Gold Coins; he could afford it.

Most importantly, this old man wouldn't dare to deceive him. Did he think he was wearing this uniform for nothing? If he dared to trick him, then he wouldn't mind letting him know why the flowers were so red.

With this thought, he took out a small bag and threw it to the old blacksmith.

The blacksmith was slightly surprised, as if he hadn't expected Li Ergou to take out so much money. Then, he saw him count the Dao Repository Gold Coins in the bag, and reluctantly said, "Alright, you're ruthless. This knife is yours."

Li Ergou saw the old man's dumbfounded expression, and he felt even more confident. He sneered in his heart, thinking, 'Who are you looking down on? Surprised? Unexpected? This feeling of slapping you in the face is great.'

He snorted coldly and slowly opened the box, wanting to see what the treasured knife inside looked like. The box was exquisite, made of golden Phoebe wood.

It had beautiful patterns on it, and it looked like a very precious item.

Opening the first lid, he was surprised to see that there was actually a jade box inside. He looked at the old blacksmith.

The old blacksmith chuckled and said, "Treasure, of course, must be carefully sealed to reflect its value."

Okay, Li Ergou was speechless. He opened the box again, but unexpectedly, there was another wooden box inside. Opening that box, it turned into an iron box.

As the boxes got smaller and smaller, he felt a little angry, thinking that if this continued, he wouldn't blame him for losing his temper.

He suppressed the resentment in his heart and opened the fifth box, only to see a cleaver less than a foot long lying in a box that was nearly a meter long.

To call it a cleaver wasn't quite right; it would be more accurate to call it a pig-slaughtering knife.

The knife was pitch black, with the blade and handle together being nearly a foot long and wide enough to fit two palms together. The front was crescent-shaped and very ugly.

The knife wasn't sharpened, which was probably why it was said to be a semi-finished product.

When Li Ergou saw the knife, his pupils shrank. At that moment, he felt like he had been tricked and almost vomited blood in anger.

His voice filled with endless anger, he gritted his teeth and said, "This is the Dragon Slaying Blade you spoke of? Do you think I'm stupid?"

As if sensing Li Ergou's anger, the old blacksmith put on an annoyed look and said with disdain, "Hmph, you don't know good stuff. Would I deceive you with such a big shop? Pick it up and see if this knife is worth the price."

Li Ergou suppressed the urge to attack, grabbed the knife, and tried to lift it, but couldn't.

He couldn't help but look surprised and said, "Huh, it's heavy."

He didn't expect this seemingly unremarkable, small knife to be so heavy. He used all his strength to barely lift the knife. It must have weighed nearly a thousand pounds. He wondered what material it was made of to make it so heavy.

With such a thing, when fighting, he probably wouldn't need to attack; just throwing it would crush the opponent half to death.

In a short moment, he felt that the twenty coins were worth it again. Perhaps, perhaps it was even a bargain.

With a happy expression, he moved his divine sense and directly threw the pig-slaughtering knife into the bronze mirror to copy it.

The old man's expression changed drastically when he saw this scene and said, "What are you doing? This is just a semi-finished product. Take it out quickly. Didn't I say that you should help me so we can start the fire and continue forging it?

I'm telling you, we, the Divine Weapons of the World, always do what we say and value 'reputation' the most.

We don't cut corners. This concerns the reputation of our century-old shop. Quickly take the knife out!" His voice became more and more urgent, as if it really affected his reputation.

Li Ergou sneered in his heart, but suddenly said, "Oh, my stomach hurts. I have to go to the outhouse first and come back later."

Without paying attention to the old blacksmith, he walked towards the outhouse in the backyard. The old blacksmith was dumbfounded and told the big fatty to follow Li Ergou, making sure he didn't run away.

Li Ergou arrived at the outhouse, chuckled, and thought that this knife was really good, but he regretted spending the money. After all, free stuff was always better, right?

That's why he quickly copied the knife, and if it didn't work out later, he would threaten him to return the money.

What he didn't expect was that it took a full half an hour to copy the knife. The huge smell of the toilet made him dizzy and his eyes burn, and his legs were numb from squatting.

In a daze, he almost fell into the cesspool. He couldn't help but mutter, "You damn knife, you've really screwed me over. Hurry up and come out."

The big fatty even came in to check twice, thinking that Li Ergou had really fallen into the toilet.

At this time, Li Ergou heard the old blacksmith's angry voice outside the toilet saying, "What did this guy eat? Isn't he afraid of pulling out his intestines? What a damn urinary tract."

Hearing this, Li Ergou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that he was really perverted to be able to persist here for so long. If it spread, would he be ruined?

Just when Li Ergou was getting anxious, the bronze mirror flashed, and two knives fell out. Li Ergou was prepared and immediately caught the knives.

Looking at the identical knives, he chuckled in his heart and threw the copied knife into the bronze mirror. He loved getting things for free the most.

Holding the knife, he walked out of the toilet. The old blacksmith's face looked better when he saw the knife. He snorted and said, "I'm really impressed by you. You're a talent to be able to pull for so long."

Li Ergou ignored him and said, "It's none of your business. By the way, I don't want this knife anymore. I feel like I've been cheated. Give me back the money."

The old blacksmith was dumbfounded, then shook his head like a rattle and said, "You wish. That won't do. Rules are rules, and no one can break them. Not even the King of Heaven can do it.

Stop talking nonsense and come help me. We'll sharpen the blade of this knife, and it'll be perfect. You'll thank me in your dreams then."

Li Ergou cursed inwardly, thinking that this old man was so stubborn and wouldn't listen. He frowned slightly and said, "Do you know that you've broken the law?

This is forced buying and selling. According to Article 118 of the Great Xia Law, forced buying and selling is punishable by three years of labor.

Your behavior will land you in jail. Aren't you afraid I'll arrest you?"

The old blacksmith wasn't afraid at all and said, "Don't use your uniform and the Great Xia Law to scare me. I, Old Jia, wasn't born to be scared. At worst, we'll go to the villagers outside and let them judge.

See if they support you or me. Aren't you afraid that the people of Bitter Water County will point fingers at you, bullying an old man?

If you really do that, I'll risk my old face and promote your bullying of the old and young all over the county, and I'll kneel at the county government every day and smear dung on your yamen's gate to see if your superiors will strip you of your uniform."

Li Ergou was dumbfounded and speechless. He didn't expect this old guy to be so difficult to deal with and so troublesome, even using public opinion to threaten him.

This really hit his sore spot. Now that he had money and power, what did he care about most? Of course, it was his reputation. If his reputation stank, how could he get along in Bitter Water County? How would his subordinates, colleagues, County Commandant, and the people of the county view him?

He was depressed. He originally thought that he was a single dog and had no weaknesses.

But he didn't expect that he wasn't invulnerable and that someone had found his weakness and easily taken control of him.

He sighed in his heart that gold wasn't pure and no one was perfect. Even someone as thick-skinned as him had something he cared about very much.

The lines he had already thought up were now blocked, and he couldn't say a word. He was naturally depressed.

He could only comfort himself, "Tomorrow is the New Year, and it's all about good luck. Forget it, don't make trouble for yourself. It's just twenty Dao Repository Gold Coins. It's fine. This knife is still worth more than that. No matter what, I've made a profit. If I can sharpen it, it'll be a divine weapon."

After comforting himself, it worked well. He immediately calmed down, and his mood improved.

At this moment, he no longer dwelled on the matter and said, "Okay, okay, I won't argue with you. I'll just consider myself unlucky today."

With that said, he didn't hesitate and directly put the knife on the blacksmith's platform.

When the old blacksmith saw this, he thought, 'The brat has compromised. Even if you're a ghost, you still have to drink my old man's foot washing water. You're too young to fight me.'

A trace of triumph flashed in his eyes, and he immediately didn't hold back, calling the big fatty to work. The old blacksmith personally started to pull the bellows, and the flames immediately burned, the temperature instantly reaching thousands of degrees, extremely hot.

What surprised Li Ergou and the old man was that no matter how hot the fire was or how high the temperature was, it couldn't even turn the blade red, let alone melt it.

After burning it for a long time, the pig-slaughtering knife didn't change at all.

Li Ergou was anxious, thinking that this knife was too resistant to forging. It wouldn't work to wait like this. Anxious, he decided to treat it violently, directly picking up a sledgehammer and starting to hammer it.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, huge force was wielded, hammering him until his head was sweating. Excited, he even used his martial arts true energy, hammering it thousands of times, but the knife didn't change shape at all.

Li Ergou was completely dumbfounded and convinced. However, this further showed the extraordinary nature of the knife. Li Ergou increasingly felt that the twenty coins were worth it, and he couldn't help but feel happy.

The old blacksmith suddenly said, "Hey, what a waste of your strength. Why be a constable? Why not follow me and be a blacksmith?"

Li Ergou: "..."

Forget it, he felt like he had found a treasure today and wouldn't argue with him. Li Ergou said at this moment, "You've also seen that it can't be sharpened. Although this thing isn't perfect, I don't blame you. That's it."

With that said, he put the pig-slaughtering knife in the box, ready to take it away.

The old blacksmith didn't insist or refute, but quickly said, "Well, there's no way. You also know that it's not that we didn't try hard, it's just that this meteorite iron from outer space is too hard. We tried our best. You can take this knife away.

But I just forgot to tell you that we also have a rule here. This item passed down from our ancestors must be placed on the offering table to pray, so that the ancestors won't blame us. You wouldn't disagree with this small request, would you?"

Li Ergou was speechless. He was anxious to go home, but he didn't want this old man to keep causing trouble. But if he didn't agree, wouldn't he be a bit unreasonable?

Forget it, lest they say he was bullying the old and young again and cause other things to happen, he said helplessly, "Forget it, I won't argue with you. Hurry up. It's really troublesome to buy some broken things. I won't come to your place again in the future."

The old blacksmith said indifferently, "Okay, okay, thank you very much for your understanding."

The old blacksmith gave the big fatty a look, and the big fatty immediately understood, picked up the box, and accompanied Li Ergou to the ancestral hall in the backyard.

Li Ergou saw the big fatty put the box on the huge stone offering table, and then started to pray to the memorial tablets.

Li Ergou didn't care. At this moment, the old blacksmith came to his side, unusually enthusiastic, and told him about the legendary stories of the Divine Weapons Blacksmith Shop. It had to be said that the old blacksmith told the stories wonderfully. Unfortunately, before he could finish, the big fatty returned the box to him.

Li Ergou weighed it, and the weight was exactly the same, so he didn't think much about it and turned to leave, but he felt that he was still at a disadvantage. Tomorrow, he had to have his subordinates check this shop to see if its various facilities were up to standard, find some faults, and fine him some money, so that he would feel better.

As soon as Li Ergou left, the old blacksmith called the big fatty and said, "Hurry up and pack up. We have to leave quickly."

The big fatty chuckled and said, "Dad, we've tricked another greedy fool. I've already switched the items. Where are we going to continue tricking people next?"

The old blacksmith sighed and said, "This guy is called Li Ergou, and he's not an ordinary person. He's not only known as the Prince of Eggs, but also the most famous constable in Bitter Water County, known as the Iron-Blooded Divine Constable.

This time, we have to escape far away. If he catches us, we'll be in trouble."

The big fatty said, "Dad, including him, we've tricked seventeen people and defrauded more than three hundred Dao Repository Gold Coins.

To be honest, this money is enough for us to spend a lifetime. I don't understand why you don't stop.

We can't earn all the money. Why don't we find a remote place and live a good life, so we don't have to be worried all day long and live like years."

The old blacksmith sneered and said, "What do you know? There are too many fools in this world, and we can't trick them all. If we don't trick them, others will. In that case, why not turn their money into ours?

Furthermore, we've joined the Lotus Sect and believe in the Lotus Immortal. This treasured knife was lent to us by the Lotus Immortal and must be returned on the appointed day. Then, we won't have the opportunity to earn this money again.

As the saying goes, an opportunity lost is lost forever. While we still have some time, let's go trick a few more times, and then give some of the money to the Lotus Immortal. If she's happy, she'll bestow a golden pill, and we'll be immortal."

With that, the father and son quickly packed their luggage. At that moment, the large fatty pulled out a box identical to the one in Li Er Gou's hand from under the ancestral hall's offering table. He opened it to see the black pig-slaughtering knife lying inside.