I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

Miss Miko found a place to sit down and began to speak slowly.

"In the Edo period, cold weapons still dominated at that time. Not to mention here, there are many countries in the world that have a certain degree of worship for swords. The exquisiteness and artistic sense of knives have become more practical with the improvement of practicality. Therefore, every good knife has become a treasure in their eyes...

A long time ago, there was actually a profession called executioner, who was a person who specially executed some criminals, but among these executioners, the Yamada Asaemon family stood out. It should be mentioned in the textbook. People in this family have been professional executioners for generations, and they are also knife testers under the nobles, but unlike ordinary executioners, the descendants of the Yamada Asemon family have executed many important figures.

Among them, because Yamada Asemon monopolized most of the executions, and later there was a magic medicine called "Rendan Pill", which is said to be able to cure all diseases, so the Yamada Asemon family has always been very rich.

In addition to the high-priced knives bought from swordsmiths, Yamada Asemon also passed down a legendary sword made of meteoric iron. This knife has been with the Yamada Asemon family from the beginning to the end.

Since the punishment of beheading was abolished at the end of the 19th century, this knife that has been beheaded for more than two hundred years has also lost its proper function. At the beginning, this knife was bought by a foreign businessman as a collection. However, this foreigner went crazy within a few months after returning to China. In the end, the knife returned to Japan after several transfers, but none of the owners who took over it later died well, so this knife is defined as " The demon sword' is an extremely ominous thing, and finally the Yingyue Shrine was established, and the demon sword 'Jingwu' was suppressed..."

Chapter 5 It's okay, it doesn't have the guts yet

Miss Miko's tone was calm. She had replayed this story countless times in her mind, and she didn't get stuck at all when she told it.

From the establishment of Yingyue Shrine and the appearance of Yaodao, she told many other stories about Yaodao in detail.

I don't know how long time passed before she made the ending. The long talk made her lips dry and cracked, and the tea in her hand didn't know when it would cool down, but it could still play the role of moisturizing her throat.

Everyone chatted for a while, and suddenly Hikigu Hachiman proposed to see the demon sword, because in the past, pilgrims would come to see the demon sword, and nothing happened, so Yingyue Shrine can still show the so-called suppression to outsiders Demon knife.

Following Miss Miko to a place that looks like a sacrificial house behind the shrine, Miss Miko unlocked the door and reminded:

"Because my grandfather made the rules, guests who visit the Demon Sword can only watch it for ten minutes at most, sorry..."

"It's okay, it's okay, we're just curious."

Hearing the words of understanding, Miss Miko nodded with a smile, and let everyone in, and she followed behind until everyone entered the room and began to introduce some sculptures in the room, such as gods and so on. .

It wasn't until the end that Miss Miko introduced the demon sword placed on the stage among dozens of god statues.

"This is the demon sword 'Shizugiri' that has been passed down from the Yamada Asemon family all the way."

The sword was placed on a table about 1.5 meters high. The scabbard of the samurai sword was a strange black-purple color, and the patterns on it appeared one after another as if struck by lightning.

Seeing this knife, Chen Feng touched his chin.

"It smells a little bit, maybe it's really used to kill people."

Even though it is wrapped in a scabbard, this samurai sword still gives people a cold feeling, which is really uncomfortable.

After stepping up, Chen Feng took off the demon sword on the stage, and watched it under the shocked expression of Miss Miko.

"Of course, after all, this sword is a 'torture instrument' passed down from generation to generation by Yamada Asemon, and there may be at least a thousand people who died on it."

"However, the knives made by the ancient method can last for a long time." Chen Feng pondered: "Leaving aside the issue of materials, the craftsmanship of modern knives is much better than that at that time. It is just simple quenching and annealing to adjust the toughness of the weapon, and the craftsmanship of this knife is indeed much better than other ancient knives I have seen."

Chen Feng waved the knife.

"It should also use the craftsmanship of covering the soil and burning the blade. The attributes of hardness and softness are combined with the purity of the material... As a weapon at that time, it was already very good."

There is no rust on the blade surface of this samurai sword, and it does not say that it is shining coldly, but it should not be difficult to simply split a straw mat. Although he personally does not know much about cold weapons, Chen Feng still knows some forging weapons. Process of the knife.

Considering the age of this knife, Chen Feng is naturally not good at comparing it with modern swords, let alone a crash test, using all kinds of modern synthetic materials to hack this knife, and estimate it Just cut it off.

"That... that... that..."

"Oh, don't worry, I just took a look."

Chen Feng retracted the knife into its sheath and put it back in place.

"I didn't mean anything else." Miss Miko explained embarrassingly: "It's just that many stories about this knife are actually true, and I don't want to pass on its misfortune to others."

"It's okay, it doesn't have the guts yet."

Chen Feng grinned and said disdainfully.

Let's not talk about how much water is mixed in these things. If it is something like evil spirit, he really doesn't believe that this broken knife can compare with his hands.

Seeing Chen Feng put the knife back, Miss Miko was relieved, and when the time was almost over, Miss Miko led everyone out of here.

Rachel's complexion was flat, almost as if carved out of the same mold as Chen Feng. As for the others, they more or less felt some discomfort inside.

"I don't know if it's because of the atmosphere. I always feel that the room is so scary." Miss Kato patted her chest and gasped.

"Hmmmm!"

Komachi nodded frantically, "Especially that knife is shiny and shiny, and there is a faint fishy smell on it."

"Is there? Why didn't I smell it?"

"Because you're a dull idiot bro!"

"Yes, yes, I am the most stupid."

Hikigaya Hachiman helplessly spread his hand, and followed Komachi's words.

He didn't dare to mess with his sister's face, otherwise God knows if he would kneel on the washboard to apologize after returning.

Hearing Komachi's words, Chen Feng was really surprised.

He was very sensitive to the smell of blood because he had been on the battlefield and on the operating table for a long time.

The knife did have a relatively strong smell of blood, which may not be a big deal to Chen Feng, but in his opinion, the knife on it may indeed have killed nearly a thousand people.

It was also after seeing the real body of this knife that Chen Feng was sure that Miss Miko was not lying. This knife was indeed a torture tool handed down from a long time ago.

Those so-called evil spirits are actually not a kind of temperament, but a kind of blood stained with a lot of blood due to killing too many people, and then the smell stays on the body to form a kind that will be disgusted by all kinds of creatures. fishy smell.

Many ordinary people actually can't feel the specific stench of a person, and only a very few people can have an abstract warning from the sixth sense, warning that the person in front of them is very dangerous.

Only those who have blood on their hands can smell that stench that is so specific that it cannot be more specific, which is the so-called 'bad air'.

But is Komachi this kind of person? Obviously not.

Then how could she feel that smell so specifically?

This is exactly what surprised Chen Feng.

"Komachi, are you sure you smell the stench?"

"Yes, senior, the smell is very strong." Komachi frowned, as if reminiscing about the feeling at that time, and after a while, she shook her head in discomfort, "I feel nauseous when I think about it, and I was dizzy just now ..."

"Eh...? Could it be that Mister Weird smells like Komachi-san too?"

"No, I was just curious."

Chen Feng answered irrelevant questions, and quickly changed the subject, "It's almost time, let's go back."