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"Try?!" Zhao Yulin was stuck on the spot, and immediately waved her hands, "No, no, no." She didn't know how to use it, what else to try, just thinking about it felt like she was going to roll over.

Seeing his owner who was visibly flustered, a clear smile flashed across Fu Sangshen's eyes, and he picked up the body knife on the knife holder next to him, and handed it directly to Zhao Yulin, "Please..."

Yingmaru's main sword is a Taidao with a pure black scabbard.The ancient Bizen sect has had many swords as treasures since ancient times, and this is the case for Omaru.Compared with the simple Taidao seen only in pictures, the real sword in front of Zhao Yulin now has a kind of simple elegance.

Although Yingwan had already handed the knife to Zhao Yulin, Zhao Yulin didn't take it at all, but still hesitated.

She usually doesn't have nothing to do with the swords and swords of the men's bodies. She only looks at them occasionally when they are placed there. She will be a little curious. After all, such cold weapons are too far away from her life. far away.

But Zhao Yulin is not those warriors in ancient Japan. Even if the swords call her master, she doesn't have much awareness of this aspect, and she still has a feeling that the sword is their own.

Zhao Yulin also grabbed the knee pill's knife when he felt in danger before, but he was in a hurry, and he didn't have any extra thoughts on it at the time.

Now Yingmaru's knife is in front of her, and she always feels a little nervous and embarrassed to ask her to reach out and try to maintain it.

In addition, there is also a little eagerness for new things. I have never played sword maintenance before, and it seems to be interesting.

"Is it really possible?" Zhao Yulin couldn't help but confirm it again before making a move, but his already lit eyes were full of anticipation no matter how he looked at it.

"Please use it as you like." With a smile in his eyes, the bluish-haired Fu Sangshen put the knife directly into Zhao Yulin's hand.

The weight of the Taidao was heavier than expected. Zhao Yulin hurriedly grasped the sword in his hand, but his face turned red immediately, and his eyes were still a little erratic, "It's not...that..."

What to use, I always feel that everything is not right, did she really not think too much?It's not that she thinks too much!

Her blushing and cranky appearance fell into the eyes of Fu Sangshen who had existed for thousands of years, and all her thoughts were clearly written on her face, without even covering it up.

Seeing her master's reaction, Yingwan, who was only smiling at first, couldn't help but turn her head slightly and chuckle.

Zhao Yulin was dumbfounded by Yingwan's smile, and then looked suspiciously at his sword, "Hey, you..." Could this guy do it on purpose?

Originally, it was just a sudden idea, but the more Zhao Yulin thought about it, the more he felt that it was the case.

Yingwan did it on purpose, there is no big Baoping here for him to observe, isn't she the only one who can play when bored?

So Yingwan heard the sound and turned around to see her master's face that had changed from sunny to cloudy, but the blush on his face hadn't faded much, no matter how you looked at it, there was no deterrent effect.

"Well~, don't worry about these details." Seeing that her master was almost annoyed by being laughed at, Yingwan just thought it was interesting and didn't want to piss him off, so she naturally changed the subject.

Pushing the thing in front of Zhao Yulin, the bluish-haired Taidao returned to his usual indifferent expression, "Come and try."

Zhao Yulin glanced at Yingwan, snorted and took it as the past, she didn't like to haggle over trivial matters, even if she saw some jokes, it would be fine.

Just looking down at the things on the table, Zhao Yulin began to feel bald again, she really didn't know how to do it at all, "How do I use these?"

Hearing his master's question, Yingwan pointed to things and explained to Zhao Yulin how to use them one by one. He had deliberately slowed down his tone, but Zhao Yulin still didn't understand what he heard, but the general order was still clear.

"So you need to remove the handle first?" She seems to have heard someone mention this before. The handle of a Japanese knife can be removed. Does it also need to be removed for maintenance?

After seeing Yingwan nodding his head, Zhao Yulin pointed to the powdering tool and asked, "Then use this," and then turned to dingzi oil, "Do you want to use this again?"

So is oil the last thing to do?Always feel great.After all, in Zhao Yulin's knowledge system, it seems that kitchen knives do not need to be maintained, and only need to be sharpened occasionally.

When she was a child, she saw her father take the kitchen knife outside to sharpen it, and she also saw her father sharpen the kitchen knife with the bottom of a bowl when there was no whetstone.

But it is a kitchen knife after all, if she dares to take a bowl and put it in front of the men with swords and swords for them to sharpen...

puff!It's better for her not to make up such a strange picture, because she always feels that the whole style of painting is not right.

But it's really funny, very special funny!Hold back, don't laugh at this.

Thinking about it this way, Zhao Yulin couldn't help showing a little smile, looking at her smile, I don't know where he made up his mind.

Although Yingwan and his master have only been together for more than a week, Zhao Yulin is really easy to understand, and Yingwan is a very smart sword, now he doesn't need to look much to know that his master is probably distracted again.

Shaking his head slightly in the bottom of his heart, Yingwan still tried to bring back his master's mind, "That's it," paused for a while, and did not forget to tell the master who did this kind of thing for the first time, "Be careful, don't hurt yourself." Own."

Zhao Yulin nodded when he came back to his senses, and seriously expressed that he had listened to it. This is a real knife with a sharp edge, and if he accidentally scratched himself, he would laugh out loud.

Taking two deep breaths, she carefully raised the knife to prepare for it, and then exerted all her strength...and didn't pull it...Oops, Oops, could it be that she didn't have enough strength?

So Zhao Yulin gritted his teeth and tried a little harder. This time the saber was slashed, but it got stuck halfway, and Zhao Yulin's face was almost distorted in embarrassment.

Obviously it’s just drawing a knife, why is it so difficult, when I watched anime and TV before, it was very easy for those people to draw a knife, it’s easy to draw a knife with a thumb, and then it’s pulled out.

I still remember the manga at the end of the shogunate that I read before, those people could use drawing swords as a technique, but they couldn’t even pull them out when they came to her. Sure enough, it’s easy for others, but it’s difficult for them to do it themselves?

Zhao Yulin's face was full of embarrassment, and he was afraid of being laughed at by Yingwan, and he didn't dare to pull out too hard for fear of breaking the knife.

Yingmaru seemed to have expected such a situation long ago, and did not show the slightest hint of ridicule.

He stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Yulin's hand, adjusted the angle slightly, and pulled out the Taidao that was too long for Zhao Yulin at once.

"Don't worry, the knife is not as fragile as you think." When Yingwan's clear voice sounded, Zhao Yulin was still a little dazed, and nodded subconsciously.

After putting down the scabbard and looking over and over at his own Taidao, Zhao Yulin still decided to ask for help, "Well, I really can't take it apart, you do it yourself?"

She always felt that if she was asked to remove the knife by herself, even if Yingwan was watching, she would still be limping.

Knowing that dismantling a sword might be too difficult for someone who has never done it before, Umaru didn't say much, but took over her own sword and removed the handle easily.

Zhao Yulin, who had never seen it before, immediately showed a surprised expression, and it was removed, it was really removed, so is the handle of the knife removed like this?It feels great.

Yingmaru handed back the Taidao with the hilt removed again, and specially reminded, "Hold it here, you won't get cut."

Zhao Yulin nodded and took it, "I know." It's just that I know that I know that holding a Taidao alone, even with the handle removed, is a bit too heavy for her, let alone powdering and oiling it over and over again. up.

Hey, people who lack exercise really can't afford to be hurt!

After thinking about it, Zhao Yulin carefully put the Taidao on his knee, then took the powder stick, and asked Yingwan, "Is that so?"

She made a powdering movement, but she shook the powder all over her body, thinking that there must be more powders later anyway, Zhao Yulin didn't care, and saw Yingwan nodded and powdered the knife vigorously.

If you don't count the powder that you put on your face, the last time Zhao Yulin powdered it was when he was very young, and now he doesn't remember what happened at all.

Now that I think about maintenance, the more the better, of course, the powder stick is full of powder and I throw it on the knife.

Soon the top of Taidao was covered with a thick layer of powder, she was afraid that there wasn't enough, so she had to turn it over and put the other side on it to count, and she looked serious and meticulous.It's just that in this way, it's inevitable that even himself will be covered in powder.

Yingwan was originally sitting next to Zhao Yulin, and when she saw her start to move, she picked up the teacup and prepared to drink tea. Unexpectedly, when her master moved, powder would fly all over the sky.

Although his expression was still indifferent, the bluish-haired Fu Sangshen quietly moved his position a little further away from Zhao Yulin, and even changed his angle to protect the teacup.

Well~, he likes to drink tea very much, but he never thought of drinking tea mixed with this powder.

Zhao Yulin himself was almost choked by the flying powder, "Ahem, is this okay?" She has covered such a thick layer, so it should be fine.

"Okay." Holding a cup of tea, Yingwan watched her master's horrific tricks from beginning to end, and she didn't intend to stop her at all.

It's just that he seemed to be leisurely, and from the corner of his eye he kept a close eye on Zhao Yulin's movements, fearing that she would cut off his hand for the first time.

Zhao Yulin herself was also afraid. She didn't even use a kitchen knife very much. She used a small fruit knife for peeling fruit most of the time. Now that she holds such a big knife in her hand, it still looks sharp and cold. Nothing awkward.

It's just that you have to finish the things you take on yourself, and you have to work hard to do them well, otherwise where will you save face.

So even though he was feeling uneasy in his heart, Zhao Yulin's movements in his hands were fairly steady. After wiping the knife clean, he poured oil on it.

It stands to reason that dingzi oil will not be poured directly on the knife body, it is best to wipe it with it.

But Zhao Yulin didn't know, she thought that to rub the oil was to pour the oil on it and wipe it clean, so she picked up the bottle of oil and poured it on the knife.

It's just that she didn't dare to pour too much for the first time, but tentatively poured a little, and didn't pour anything out for a long time.

As a result, evil came to the side of the gallbladder, holding the bottle hard, a large amount of oil slid down the blade, and rubbed the dingzi oil on Zhao Yulin's trousers...