I am a snake, so it is reasonable for me to teach a group of demons.

"Brother Han……"

"Stop."

Han Ying stretched out a rough, calloused hand towards the girl,"Back then, the kid from the Chen family asked me to forge a sword, the blood-red sword that you wear on your waist. I paid five thousand... no, fifty taels of snowflake silver."

"The knife is harder to forge than the sword, and it has two handles."

"Since you keep calling me"Brother Han", I will charge you 500 taels."

The girl was stunned:"Five... five hundred taels?!"

"Two hundred and fifty for one~"

Han Ying frowned:"No?"

"How can you make a hammer or a knife without money? Go wherever you want."

The girl gritted her teeth and said,"I don't have any, but my sister Feng does.""

"Brother Han, please accept the blueprints for the two swords first. I will send you five hundred taels later."

Han Ying waved his hand and said,"Just pay a deposit of two hundred taels first.""

"Besides, you have to find the materials for forging the knife yourself."

The girl looked confused.

This is like a diner going to an inn to eat and ordering a dish of braised pork worth twenty coins.

The shopkeeper took the money and asked the diner to slaughter a pig himself.

This is too ridiculous!

"Brother Han, you are not kidding me, are you~"

The man pondered for a while and said,"How about this, after nightfall, come here to find me, and I will take you to a place"

"Where are the materials suitable for knife casting?"

……

Half a minute later, the girl walked out of Windy Alley and headed out of town.

She muttered to herself,"Where is Brother Han going to take me? Do we have to wait until nightfall?"

"It should be... not possible~"

Under the eaves of a ready-made clothing store on Qingshi Chang Street, an old man with a straw target full of candied haws in his arms, puffing on a pipe, narrowed his eyes slightly and watched the girl go away.

When he could no longer see the girl's back, the old man turned his gaze to the Windy Lane

"This bald guy is really smart"

"Nine times out of ten, I will be asked to dig a well."

"It's a thankless job, let my junior sister do it."

The old man stood up, carrying the straw target, and shouted as he walked.

"Tanghulu, gourd, selling Tanghulu"

"The big and sweet candied haws are praised by the ancient immortals. They are sold for one penny a bunch."

Not long after, Old Liutou walked out of the town, but he had no intention of turning back.

Instead, he walked slowly towards the entrance of the Taihang Mountains.

……

An hour later,

Han Ying, who was short and had his hands behind his back, walked around the town for two circles and came to the depths of Xijian Lane.

"Boom boom boom"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

With a bang, Han Ying kicked the gate open.

The main house, the wing room, the kitchen, the toilet.

Han Ying even picked up the dung scoop and poked it into the dung vat.

Finally, he was sure that Old Liutou was not in the town.

"Where did they go?"

Han Ying frowned,"Ancient gods, dragon corpses, and so many immortal corpses."

"Huang Cang has been traveling for hundreds of years, and it is already difficult for the three to suppress him."

"Another one of them ran away!"

"People from the Xuanmen are too unreliable!"

……

Half an hour later.

Han Ying walked into the town's Xia's restaurant.

Inside the restaurant, the tall female shopkeeper with a ponytail and a white paper lotus on her head was kneading dough.

The woman's body swayed slightly back and forth.

Han Ying stood on a bench expressionlessly.

Feeling that it was not high enough, he stood on the table and looked down from above.

After a long while.

The female shopkeeper slowly raised her head.

Looking at the man with a red face and thick neck, she asked in confusion:"Why are you standing so high?"

Han Ying slightly lifted his hips and tightened his abdomen, and said in a deep voice:"I am here to threaten you."

The female shopkeeper:"……"

"Mr. Han, you are from the Heavenly Palace, and I am from the Xuanmen Sect. Although we live in the same town, we haven't seen each other for hundreds of years."

"How have I offended you?"

Han Ying:"Your breathing disturbed me."

The female shopkeeper:"Have you gone mad from working as a blacksmith? Get out of here, or I'll pull out all the three hairs on your head."

Han Ying quickly held his head with both hands,"Xia Xiaohe, I'm not kidding you, I came here to ask you to dig a well."

The female shopkeeper was stunned at first, then she looked the man up and down for a long time,"Han Ying, you are really stupid."

"Don't you know what is sealed in Jingli Town?"

Feeling the real dragon bowing its head, Han Ying jumped off the table,"Of course I know what is sealed in Jingli Town."

"Because I know that, I let you dig the well."

……

Blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and clear water.

The late spring breeze is already mixed with a hint of summer heat.

Zhoushan Cliff Terrace.

Zhu Jiuyin was lying at the entrance of the cave, supporting his head with one hand, squinting in the sun.

In front of him was an opened jar of daughter's red wine.

Pig King and Snow Lady sat cross-legged under two peach trees, immersed in cultivation.

From the depths of the cave, the sound of fierce fighting between Little Tornado and Stupid Crane could be heard from time to time.

After a while.

A group of white shadows rushed out.

Little Tornado cried and said,"Master, Jifeng guarded the red fragrant fruit and wouldn't let me eat it. He also pecked my head and it was bleeding."

Zhu Jiuyin opened his eyes slightly, looked at the tearful Little Tornado, and said lightly,"Don't cry, tomorrow the master will make crane meat soup for you."

""Okay, okay."

Little Tornado said excitedly,"It's just the master and I who are eating."

"And Xue Er"

"There are also the Pig King and the Snow Lady"

"Don't give it to Jifeng."

As soon as Xiao Xuanfeng came down from the Netherworld Abyss, the girl came

"Master, I have almost finished practicing the Mountain and River Fist, and I am ready to start practicing the Red Sword Skill.》"

Zhu Jiuyin looked up at the girl's fair and delicate face and said,"Okay, let your uncle the Pig King practice with you."

"Besides, a sword is a sword and a knife is a knife."

"When you have time, go to the Windy Lane in the small town and ask the bald man called Han Ying to forge a handle for you."

The girl nodded lightly,"Okay, Master."

Zhu Jiuyin added:"Go to the bottom of the cliff to practice, don't disturb my sweet dreams, and ask your sister Feng for the money to forge the knife."

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Under the cliff of Zhoushan.

Beside the stream.

The pig king holds the scabbard, and the girl holds the red blood.

"Uncle Pig Emperor, Master told me that the Chi Lian Sword Skill in Tong You Xian Jue is better than the Luo Ying Sword Skill of Senior Brother."

"《I have memorized the Red Snake Sword Skill by heart, so be careful."

The Pig King used the scabbard to make a sword flower, slowly put one hand behind his back, and said coldly:"Whether it is the Falling Flower Sword Skill or the Red Snake Sword Skill, to this emperor, they are all useless.……"

Before the Pig King could finish, the girl rushed several steps and leaped high. She used her sword as a knife and chopped down the Pig King's head fiercely.

There was a clang.

Red blood swirled and flew far away.

The scabbard hit her chest hard.

The girl couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

……

In the blink of an eye, night had fallen.

Under the light of the stars and the moon, a girl in white walked into the Windy Lane of the town.

Han Ying had been waiting in front of the blacksmith shop for a long time.

The bald head was illuminated by the moonlight like a light bulb.

"Let's go."

Han Ying was in front, and the girl was behind.

A man and a woman walked slowly in the dark alley.

Looking at the man's blurred back that almost blended into the darkness.

The girl's palm holding the hilt was soaked with sweat.

She was very nervous.

……

Ps: Didn’t I collect knife names before?

Handsome people tend to be forgetful.