Qin Youran looked at the illusory shadows, and before he recovered, he suddenly heard a "kaka" sound.
This is... the sound of eating melon seeds
She was wondering, looking for her voice, she saw a man in front of a huge bookshelf wearing a suit... Gray, oh no, it should be the white robe stained with that kind of gray, he looked at the bookshelf, inside Looking for a book, holding a handful of sunflower seeds in one hand and eating.
Qin Youran was stunned, and there was a momentary short circuit in his mind. What is the situation
The etiquette she prepared before, what kind of opening remarks, it seems that they are completely useless now, and they don't match this scene at all.
She was stunned, unable to answer the question for a while, and Yun J did not tell her that the owner of the village is such a virtue... No, it's the style
The man finished eating the melon seeds, clapped his hands, jumped twice and pulled out a book from the height of the bookshelf. Then he turned back and looked at Qin Youran, with his eyes facing each other. Qin Youran discovered that he was probably in his fifties. The hair is gray, the eyes are very bright, the skin is rosy and shiny, and the lips are pink. This should be the face of Hefa Tongyan, right
Qin Youran offered a courtesy: "I have seen the old owner."
The old owner looked at Qin Youran, narrowed his eyes for a while, and asked mysteriously: "Girl, where are you from?"
Qin Youran choked, but she didn't expect others to see through her disguise at first sight, and she hid it without pretense, and said, "Old man, I'm from Beijing."
"No," the old owner asked again: "Where are you from?"
Qin Youran looked at the flashing light in his eyes, and then realized that he was referring to where he came from, another time and space, another society
However, she couldn't trust the people in front of her 100%. She smiled slightly and said, "Old man, I am indeed from the capital, the palace of General Qin in the capital."
The old owner did not speak immediately, holding the book, he walked to the chair and sat down, raised his finger, and motioned to Qin Youran to sit down too.
He put the book aside and handed the plate with melon seeds to Qin Youran, "Can you eat it?"
Qin Youran shook her head, "You melon seeds are special."
Lao Zhuang thought with a deep smile, "Is it special? I don't like eating
That kind of watermelon seeds, this kind of watermelon seeds, which I planted in the back, tasted okay. "
Qin Youran was astonished, but she didn't show it on the surface.
The old owner smiled and asked, "You wrote that answer?"
Qin Youran nodded, "Exactly."
The old owner continued to ask: "How did you know? Do you know this kind of writing? Did you learn it by yourself or was it taught by others?"
He asked several questions in a row, and Qin Youran smiled and said, "Why? Do you have to answer all kinds of cross-examinations if you get the correct answer?"
The old owner touched his beard, his eyes flashed, "It was not cross-examination, but I was curious. No one has ever given the correct answer to my question. I always choose the closest one. Your answer this time. , It is consistent with one of the answers to my question."
Qin Youran heard what he said, feeling a little convoluted, and after thinking about it, he understood the meaning.
"Do you mean that there is more than one answer to this question? That is my luck, I guessed it right." Qin Youran said.
The old owner licked melon seeds in his mouth, licking fast. Seeing his appearance, Qin Youran couldn't help but want to laugh, feeling like a mouse has become a spirit.
"Um, old man, I have something I want to ask you for help this time." Qin Youran turned off the topic and began to speak upright.
The old owner nodded, "Say, what's the matter."
Qin Youran said, "I would like to ask you to help me build a weapon. I wonder if it is convenient?"
"Convenient," the old owner spit out melon seeds, "Of course it is convenient. Today you answered the question correctly and you can agree to any request. This is also my line of business."
After he said, put down the melon seeds in his hand, wiped his hands and said, "What kind of weapon are you used to? What are your requirements? Let's listen."
Qin Youran thought for a while and said, "It's light, but it has to be pressed down, sharp, and low vulnerability. That's it."
The old owner touched his beard and smiled, and said: "Girl, your request sounds few, but it's not low. Have you ever had a weapon before?"
Qin Youran thought, you can't make the pistols and daggers I used before.
She took out the dagger that she had taken from the tomb of the Holy Medicine, and said: "Old man, I am
I haven't used a weapon before, just such a recently acquired dagger. "
As she said, handing the dagger forward, the old owner's eyes lit up, and she stood up and walked forward, "Let me see."
Qin Youran handed him the dagger, "Look."
The old villager held it in his hand and rubbed it carefully, and asked: "Girl, where did you get this thing?"
Qin Youran hasn't figured out how to say it, can't you say that he robbed the tomb by himself? Before he spoke, the old owner said again: "It's okay. It's not convenient. Don't say anything. But, girl, you have a treasure. There is such a thing, what else can I build for you."
Qin Youran was startled and smiled: "This is a dagger. Is it too short? It's okay with self-defense. If it's used for fighting..."
Before she finished speaking, the old owner held the handle of the dagger and pointed towards the front. She saw his wrist flicked, and she didn't know where it was. The dagger made a short buzz, and there was a short sound in the handle. A section suddenly bloomed like a petal, and the moment it turned, the dagger suddenly grew and grew a lot forward, turning it into a sharp sword.
The body of the sword is narrower than a normal sword, and the original pattern on the body of the sword is more complete. As soon as the old village master danced, the pattern seemed to be alive, instantly becoming a flying dragon!
Qin Youran's eyes widened, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart. It turned out that he had been holding the treasure in his hand but didn't know it. The old villager was right. With this sword, can he use it to make something else
The old owner danced a few times, handed the sword in front of her, and said, "Girl, have you seen it? You are a baby, and if I make a new one for you, it will not be better than this, but... Well, if you answer the question, I will do something for you. I can give you another thing, which may help you."
Qin Youran took the sword and said, "I don't know... what is it?"
The old village master said: "I will tell you the secret of this sword first." He pointed it and pointed Qin Youran to see the mechanism above. Only then did Qin Youran discover that there was a place on the handle that was used to control the body of the sword. Retractable.
Explaining this point clearly, the old owner returned to the bookshelf and took out a small wooden box from a secret grid.
(End of this chapter)