"Well, little husband, is there anything wrong?"

The blacksmith stood still when she heard this and asked Fang Wei in confusion.

Fang Weicai has only been the owner of the museum for a few days, and he has no money to buy the Taoist robe that the owner should have, so the blacksmith just regards him as an ordinary young man in the city.

"Can you let me see the knife in your hand?"

Fang Wei asked the blacksmith with politeness.

"Yes, but Xiaolangjun is careful. The knife is very sharp, don't hurt yourself!"

This old pig-killing knife is not a valuable thing. Seeing Fang Wei's tone of sincerity, the blacksmith simply handed it to him.

"Thank you!"

Fang Wei nodded gratefully and took the pig-killing knife from the blacksmith.

"It's true that there's something weird, and you can really feel a little cool! Although it's very weak, you didn't expect that the Pig Killing Knife can condense evil spirits!"

The moment Fang Wei took the pig-killing knife and held the wooden handle, he clearly sensed a trace of coldness towards his arm. Although it was weak, it was truly existential.

The reason why Fang Wei was interested in the Pig Killing Sword was that he guessed something, whether the Pig Killing Sword would condense evil spirits.

What is evil spirit?

This thing sounds quite mysterious, but it is actually a sword that kills too much. It is naturally contaminated with fierce aura. If this fierce aura condenses to a certain extent, it can affect the surrounding things.

Moreover, this evil spirit has a wonderful effect, that is, it can hurt ghosts, evil spirits and has the same effect as a magic weapon.

However, this is not as easy as raising evil spirits, but it is not only longer and more troublesome, but mainly very cruel and cannot be tolerated by practitioners of righteous paths.

If an ordinary sword wants to condense a fierce evil spirit, I don’t know how many souls it has touched. Generally, only monsters and evil demons will use it.

Fang Wei could already determine that the pig-killing sword condensed evil spirits. Although it was very weak, it was a little stronger than ordinary and slightly stronger!

After continuing to hold it, Fang Wei started to think about the pig-killing knife and observed it himself...

The pig-killing knives in the previous life were all in the shape of willow leaves, which facilitated the separation of livestock's throats.

But the one in Fang Wei's hand is different, it looks more like a bone-cutting knife, which is the heavy kitchen knife that the butcher in the vegetable market cuts bones.

The blade is thick and wide, with a slightly raised tip. In addition to the edge of the blade being polished, the blade is still bumpy and has countless hammer marks left during forging.

In Fang Wei's opinion, these seals are not only not ugly, but also highlight the simple and domineering feeling of this pig-killing knife.

As for how to kill pigs and animals like this, is it good to kill pigs and animals?

As long as you have excellent skills, you can complete most of the work with a knife.

After all, in ancient times, iron tools were also very valuable. In order to save money, the butcher did not have a complete set of tools in different categories as in his previous life.

...

"Blacksmith, I like this pig-killing knife very much. I wonder if I can sell it to me for 15 cents!"

The more I looked at it, the more I liked it. Fang Wei didn't hesitate and immediately asked the blacksmith in front of me.

"This... I'm not to hide it. I'm going to take this knife back and melt it into iron. It's not a problem to sell it to you..."

"It's just to be honest, this knife is a bit weird! Even a man as strong as Zhang Butcher felt uncomfortable when he held it. If you want to buy it, it may be dangerous!"

Ancient people were much more honest than those in their previous lives, especially craftsmen, because they might have been making a living in the same place throughout their lives, and the most important thing is word of mouth.

When he heard that Fang Wei wanted to buy this old knife, the blacksmith did not hide it and told Fang Wei about the strangeness of the knife.

"Thank you for telling me that I am actually from the gym. I just heard your conversation with Butcher Zhang, so I paid attention to this old knife!"

"To be honest, even if this old knife is melted into iron, it will not completely solve the problem! If it is made into other instruments, the problem like Butcher Zhang will still appear in the future because it is already contaminated with evil spirits."

Fang Wei said to the blacksmith with a serious face.

"this……"

The blacksmith was stunned when he heard Fang Wei's words.

After carefully looking at Fang Wei, he saw Fang Wei take out a metal waist sign from his arms.

Although he could not recognize the words above, he could tell at a glance that these were the tickets from the gyms.

"So you are really a native of the Taoist temple. I'm sorry to have no eyes! Taoist priest, then I'll give you this old knife!"

The blacksmith didn't believe it now. Even if Fang Wei was just a Taoist boy in the gym, there was no need to lie to him to a pig-killing sword. Besides, there was something strange about this pig-killing sword, so he wanted to give it to Fang Wei directly.

"It's not necessary to give it to you, the money is still given to you!"

Fang Wei put away the waist card again, shook his head with a smile, stuffed fifteen copper coins to the blacksmith, and prepared to leave.

The sentence that just now did not solve the problem, but he actually used this blacksmith to make a mistake. He was worried that the blacksmith would raise doubts and set a price on the ground. After all, his pocket is cleaner than his face.

Now that the blacksmith agrees to give it to him, he will not take advantage of it in vain.

“How does this make…”

Seeing Fang Wei sending money over, the blacksmith was a little frightened.

But Fang Wei did not allow him to refuse, and had already turned around. The blacksmith immediately called Fang Wei when he thought about it.

"Langjun, wait, the little man is going to get a knife cover for you to carry!"

After calling Fang Wei, the blacksmith quickly ran to the blacksmith shop and then returned quickly.

"Langjun, this is a scabbard for a pig's knife. It is made of wild boar skin. It is not worth much money. You must accept it!"

There are 30,000 households in Baofeng County, and naturally there are more than one butcher, so this slayer shop also has stocks. At this time, the blacksmith happened to give Fang Yi, so that he could accept the money with peace of mind.

"Then thank you blacksmith!"

Without scabbards, such a large pig-killing knife is really inconvenient to carry. Fang Wei did not refuse anymore, and then he took it off after a thank you.

He inserted the pig-killing knife into the skin sheath, then took out the black cloth wrapped in the compass from his arms, and Fang Wei wrapped the pig-killing knife in it, and then quickly rushed towards the Yundan Pavilion.

...

"Senior Brother Fang Wei is here!"

When Fang Weikai turned into the alley, two carriages were already parked in front of Yundan Pavilion.

And Mr. Lu, Yu Qingrou, and Ling Baoer were waiting outside the door.

Ling Baoer's crystal clear eyes were staring at the entrance of the street, and immediately shouted softly when she saw Fang Wei's figure appear.

"Sorry! Sorry! I just went back to Yunxian Pavilion and made you wait for a long time!"

Fang Wei felt a little embarrassed when he saw that several people were waiting for him, so he immediately stepped forward and apologized to everyone.

"It's okay, Master Fang, I've just arrived not long ago! Since Master Fang is here, Fairy Yu, then let's go now?"

Mr. Lu was polite and waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

"good!"

Yu Qingrou nodded and took a backpack from Ling Baoer's hand. One of the peach wood swords was exposed because they were too long.

"Baoer, I'm not here for these two days. You can stay in the museum obediently and don't go out and run around, do you know?"

"Okay, senior sister! You should be careful too!"

Ling Baoer is well-behaved, so he should be right immediately.

Then he secretly waved goodbye to Fang Wei without any trace.

Seeing that things were not right, Mr. Lu waved to the servant beside him. The servant quickly took a low stool from the carriage and placed it in front of the carriage.

Then, Yu Qingrou stepped on the low stool and got on the carriage, and Fang Wei followed closely behind.

Because Mr. Lu prepared two carriages, Fang Wei and Yu Qingrou rode in the same carriage, and the space was not crowded. However, after getting on the car, the atmosphere in the carriage was not harmonious.

As the carriage slowly started, Yu Qingrou turned her head and looked out the window, without any intention of communicating with Fang Wei.

And Fang Wei naturally would not be so ugly. After all, he wanted to continue practicing the good world alone, so he also sat on the other side and looked out the window.

Gulu! Gulu!

As the coachman kept shouting and whipping, the carriage gradually came out of Baofeng County.

The further away from Baofeng County, the more deserted the wilderness on both sides of the road, and the fewer pedestrians on the road, only occasionally three or two people hurried past.

It took ten miles to take a bus in my previous life for only more than ten minutes, but in this ancient times, it took Fang Wei and his team a afternoon.

When I arrived in Lujia Village, it was already dusk.

Lujia Village is built next to the river. The village is not big, with only more than a hundred families. At this time, every household is cooking. From a distance, the smoke from the cooking stove is curling. Under the sunset, it actually has a different poetic and picturesque look.
Chapter completed!