Chapter 212

"Hello The translator put his hand in his arms and said, "we don't have time for you to amuse yourself." Can you repair the sword in 30 minutes? Are you kidding me? Even the most famous swordsman in Japan dare not say such big words.

But Mr. Haneda held down the translator's hand: "let him have a try. It's only half an hour. We'll wait."

The translator took his hand out of his arms. He turned to his boss and said, "thirty minutes, from now on, if you don't finish in thirty minutes, I'll make you look good!"

But the boss didn't pay any attention to him at all. The boss took the sword and went straight to the back door of the store.

Mr. Haneda said something to the translator. The translator nodded and followed the boss into the back door of the store.

All of a sudden, there was a huge roar from the machine in the room, and the scream of the translator also sounded at the same time.

The three Japanese in suits and shoes looked at each other and followed.

As soon as the three of them entered the door, they were frightened by the scene inside.

"What the hell is this place?" A stout Japanese couldn't help saying. It's unimaginable that such a place should be hidden behind the ordinary extreme storefront.

The space in the inner room is not big. 80% of the space less than 200 square meters is occupied by a swimming pool - but the swimming pool is not water, but black solidification.

The pale translator was clinging to the wall. He was still wearing shoes on one foot, but he had only black socks on the other. It turned out that when he just came in, he accidentally stepped on one foot and dropped a shoe into the pool. Just for a moment, his shoes were engulfed by the black solidified body, and then in a "Zi" sound, turned into ashes. Those black concretions are magma that hasn't completely cooled!

With the "boom" of machines in the room, the Black Condensed solids in the pool began to float slowly, and they were liquefying. Red magma bubbles float one after another, then bloom and burst. Gradually, black is replaced by red. The swimming pool in front of them turns into a crater rolling with magma.

Don't say to keep up with the boss's steps, even if we take another step forward, the translator will not dare.

And the boss, holding a sword, walked around the high temperature pool where there would be no bones once he fell and went to the interior of the inner room. Opposite them, there is a downward staircase. It's not hard to imagine where that staircase will lead.

The whole house is a huge stove, and the space under their feet, of course, is the place to make a fire.

"We used to stand on the silent crater." A Japanese couldn't help stroking the sweat on his cheek with his sleeve. Before the machines in this room started, they didn't feel the heat outside, but now, the whole room seems to be burning.

At this time, their heads also issued a loud bang, that is the exhaust equipment began to work. In addition to cooling the room, the exhaust equipment has a more important role, that is, once the temperature continues to rise below, the high-temperature solution will begin to evaporate. If the vapor from these solutions reaches a certain concentration, it will adhere to the mucous membrane of the nasal cavity and oral cavity, making it difficult for people to breathe, or even suffocate to death.

It's not like a blacksmith's shop at all. It's not like a volcano, hell, or any other terrible place. It's a research factory that belongs to the boss. Fire, the most important element for the blacksmith, is played to the extreme by him.

If you want to build such a scene, even if you don't consider the cost of purchasing equipment, the later maintenance will not be a small number.

Who is the boss here? The three couldn't help thinking. Is it a blessing or a curse to hand over the "magic sword" to such a person?

Just when they speculate, the boss has gone through the hot pool and come to the bottom.

If the upper layer looks like a crater of lava, then the bottom layer is a complete purgatory. Before coming down here, the boss had put on the high temperature protective clothing hanging on the stairs, but even so, the high temperature still made him feel a little uncomfortable. The brightness here is too high. The light brought by the high temperature stimulates his pupils and makes his eyes become a slit.

He raised his sword before the light.

The evil and strange light on the sword kept flashing. It is said that the ghost with red hair and naked body made trouble, and general Zhixiu cut it with "red ghost". General Zhixiu died after holding the sword for 12 years, and all the masters of chiguiche could not hold the sword for more than 12 years. So red ghost cut got another more famous name - the magic knife "twelve life break". For the sword makers, this is a very sad legend. The "red ghost cut" is a sharp sword to kill ghosts. After killing evil spirits, its sword bone is polluted by the blood of the red ghost, and it turns into a magic sword to curse its master.

The boss has already seen the origin of the sword, so he also understands why the three men dare to give the sword to themselves, but they don't worry about being swallowed by themselves - no one will be stupid enough to swallow a magic knife, let alone the "twelve life break" of this evil sect.

But what is it that can hurt the bone of the sword?Could it be another magic knife? In this world, there are 14 "magic swords" with names and surnames, but only six of them have been handed down. One of them is "Twelve Shouduan", and the most famous of the six swords is "village rain".

It is said in Laozi that a good husband is a good weapon, an ominous weapon, and an evil thing.

And Li Bai's "battle in the south of the city" also said: the one who knows the weapon is the weapon, and the sage has no choice but to use it.

Now three foreigners come to Linhai City with a magic knife. It's not hard to think of any disaster coming here.

But what does that have to do with him? The boss sucked his red rosacea, and then put the magic knife into the dazzling light.

...

when the boss came back upstairs with his sword, the roar of the machine had stopped, and the time just passed 30 minutes.

"Hey, hey." The boss was laughing, but he was reluctant to smile, just like he had just taken a bath. Every hair of him was soaked with sweat, and his lips turned white. Everyone could see that he was not doing well in the past 30 minutes.

"It's done." The boss broke off his twelfth birthday.

"Thank you Mr. Haneda bowed to his boss after taking the sword. Meanwhile, the translator also handed out a new check to his boss.

"You deserve it." Another Japanese said.

"No more." No one thought that the boss would refuse this sum of money. You know, this check is several zeros more than the previous one.

"The sword hasn't been repaired. I just let it work for a while. Just like the reflection of human beings, the next time it is damaged, the end will be even worse. " The boss said, "I don't have the ability to fix it, so I'm not qualified for a second sum of money."

Thank you very much Mr. Haneda said with a smile. As long as shishouduan can survive the competition in three days, they don't pay much attention to the final destination of this legendary magic knife.

"Alas." The boss sighed and stopped talking. He could not speak with those who did not cherish the sword.

"Are you there, boss?" A familiar voice came from the outside.

The boss's tired eyes lit up - did the boy bring something good?

"Coming, coming!" Ignoring these foreign guests, the boss trotted out laughing.