"How is it? Interested?"

Ryosuke continued to speak, pressing one hand on the box, the corners of his mouth opened, as if he was crying and laughing, either crying or laughing, as if he had changed his body, and there was a sense of evil intention.

This knife is strange.

A dark light flashed in Ye Yu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth also raised. He pressed his right hand on the other end of the box and stretched his head towards Liang Jie.

"Of course, it's the first time I've seen such an interesting knife."

Is it evil? Is it weird?

No matter how evil the intention is, can he be more evil than him? No matter how strange the intention is, can he be more strange than Gatanjee?

This knife is just right for him.

With his right hand increased his strength, Ye Yu pulled the box over with Ryosuke's reluctance expression.

The lid of the box was opened, and a short black and red knife was lying under the silk cloth.

The knife is about fifty centimeters long and slightly longer than white teeth. The blade is engraved with many meaningless patterns.

The groove extends from the handle to the tip of the knife, and black blood scabs can be seen filling it.

Compared to the ribs used for piercing armor, this knife is more like a sword for committing suicide by separating the belly. It has a cross-shaped hilt and a triangular sword body, or a sacrificial knife used for sacrifice. The prayer for tribute can be vaguely seen at the handle of the knife.

During this period, the chakra flowed like blood flowing through the blade. Compared to a knife without intelligence, it was more like a sleeping person.

Ye Yu's eyes were half-closed, and even his eyes looked at Liang Jie were very alert. People who could take out such a knife casually were definitely not ordinary people.

"Damn it, this knife is so fucking unlucky."

Only with a bang was heard, Liang Jie slapped himself in the face, and he shivered, and then he returned to his middle-aged greasy appearance.

I was still scared and glared at Ye Yu fiercely and smashed his mouth.

"Okay, what are you looking at? Put away your little thoughts. I can only call it a treasure knife here, but it is still the goods that no one wants at the bottom of the box, and there is not enough oil and water, so I am not the mastermind behind it."

Liang Jie is an old world. Although he has never made a name for himself in his life, Ye Yu's little thoughts can't be hidden from him.

What are the hidden bosses and conspiracies? Nowadays, young people like to watch this all day long. They thought Ye Yu was different from them, but they didn't expect that they were also ordinary people.

Vulgar, vulgarity is unbearable.

Ye Yu ignored Liang Jie's joke, but instead pulled his eyebrows up and held the knife in his hand. While observing carefully, he asked him:

"No one wants it? Why? Although this knife looks a bit weird, it should also be a chakra weapon, and its purity is even very high. For ordinary ninjas, it is definitely a rare magic weapon. How come no one wants such a good thing?"

"snort."

Ryosuke sneered.

"The knife is good, not to mention that this is the knife used by the first puppet master Menzaemon. You should know the status of Menzaemon in the heart of the puppet master.

Generally speaking, things like this that can be called a holy relics among puppet masters will not be spread out, just like the puppet used by Elder Chiyo - the ten people of nearly Matsu, you should be familiar with this."

Ye Yu nodded and agreed.

The secret skill of the White Skill·The ten people of the Neimatsu, the secret skill of the Red Skill·The ten people of the Neimatsu are the strongest puppet technique in the world. As long as Chiyo wants, she can easily break a ninja village by herself.

The ten people in Nematsu were the masterpiece of the first puppet master Men Saemon, and his status was obvious.

"Then why?"

"This starts with the origin of this knife. This knife is not the masterpiece of Lord Monaemon, but his spoils. The spoils obtained from a cult in Kawano Country are an evil sword covered with blood, a sacrifice knife.

Since he got this knife, Lord Monaemon has used it on puppets more than once, but the result is not good. No matter what material he uses, he cannot create a work that will satisfy him, and the knife is preserved.

After Lord Monsaemon passed away, this knife was even more reciprocated in the hands of several big families, but strangely, none of the big families that took over had a good end. They were either in defeat in the struggle, or in the war, their wives and children were separated, and their families were destroyed. Over time, the knife became the title of an unknown sword.

Everyone blamed each other and didn't want it. Our logistics department was unlucky. There were few people and many things, and he had little say. He threw the knife over and ran away without any ground. How about it? Do you still want this knife?"

Liang Jie raised his eyebrows at Ye Yu, with a provocative look in his eyes, which was clearly intended to inspire him to take the knife.

Of course, if Ye Yu's identity is not so special, not a disciple of Elder Chiyo, nor a bloodstained ninja, then he might not even know the source and directly fool Ye Yu into being the takeover warrior.

If his status is high, it is not easy to deceive. There is danger of being exposed every minute. In the end, Elder Chiyo may look good to him.

But now it’s different. All the words are open, and the pros and cons are on the table. If he wants to measure it by himself, he doesn’t believe that this can involve him.

Ye Yu held the knife in his right hand, his eyes focused on the knife, and his expression suddenly became solemn. It was not because he was scared by Liangsuke's words, but suddenly thought of something.

The Kingdom of Sichuan? Evil God?

As soon as Ryosuke finished speaking, he immediately extracted these two words from it. This is the key point and it needs to be marked.

He is naturally familiar with the evil god, and he has it in his body. He is still a real person who doesn’t know how long he has lived. He is angry enough to destroy a world.

But it is very abnormal in the ninja world where the Six Path Immortals are the main beliefs. Go forward, it is Otsutsuki Kaguya, the goddess of the Uma, and backward, it is the god of ninja, the existence of this evil god has always been very abrupt.

But if you look carefully, this evil god has never left the process of history. Isn’t the Hidao of the Akatsuki organization the masterpiece of the evil god sect?

But how did this evil god come from? What kind of role did he play in the turmoil in the ninja world? What kind of power does he have? This has always been a mystery.

He silently remembered the three words "The Kingdom of Sichuan" in his heart. If he had the chance, he would definitely go to the Kingdom of Sichuan. Not everyone can recite the name of the evil god casually.

The expression on his face instantly became calm, and Ye Yu chuckled lightly.

"Come on, Uncle Liang Jie, you can only deceive the children. There are no evil gods in this world? If they lose, they can only say that they are not lucky. Besides, there are only a few who can live to adulthood. If you can't take it, you can find a scabbard for me. I'll want this knife."

Ryosuke blew his beard.
Chapter completed!