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Five hundred and thirty fifth chapter blood recognition

Oh, I think it makes sense when he said this. When he was visiting the night market last night, he was always with Xiao Renya, far away from us, and I wouldn't know what they bought.

After a while, Liu Shangang said, "Only one sun is left. Brother Dao, do you think the last sun will disappear, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice of Senior Brother Geng coming from the front: "Break the formation!"

I immediately closed my eyes. After a while, I heard Senior Brother Geng shouting: "Xian'er, close your eyes."

Xian'er said "tsk" unhappily, and then probably closed her eyes because I heard Senior Brother Geng's footsteps become more rapid.

Except for Senior Brother Geng's steps becoming more and more rapid, there was no other abnormality, the Qi field did not change, and the ground did not tremble as I imagined.

About ten minutes later, Senior Brother Geng's voice appeared in front of him again: "Open your eyes."

I slowly opened my eyes, and the courtyard house that appeared in front of me had undergone tremendous changes.

There was only one tree left in the four corners of the yard. Except for the house in front of me, the house on the east and west sides had obviously changed, the doors and windows became different, and there were no flower pots on the windowsill.

Before, this was an empty yard. Apart from four rooms and four trees, the center of the yard was empty and there was nothing. But now, there were a lot of dry clothes in the yard. In a corner near the west room, there were also many small objects made of wood, and even root carvings that had not been carved.

Senior Brother Geng walked up to me and pointed behind me: "Look behind me."

I turned around and saw that the room behind me disappeared, and the wall that had appeared before also disappeared. When I looked back, I could directly see the blue-black courtyard gate.

But I remember that Senior Brother Geng had just entered that house and took some things from it. I thought that only one of the four houses was real.

At this time, Senior Brother Geng pointed to the house on the east side again and smiled and said to me: "Do you see it look familiar?"

When I looked towards the east wing, I realized that the wall I saw before was the west wall, doors, windows, curtains, and walls of the east wing were exactly the same.

I asked Senior Brother Geng: "Why haven't Qiu Huahui come out yet?"

Senior Brother Geng carefully placed the incense burner-like thing on the ground, pointed to the room opposite and said to me, "He is there, you can go there yourself."

I nodded, took out the broken green steel sword from my bag, came to the door, and gently knocked on the door panel with my hand.

After a moment, the woman's voice sounded again: "Let the person who broke the formation come in."

Senior Brother Geng shouted behind me, "If he hadn't found that tree, I wouldn't have broken your formation. So, my junior brother of the sect is the one who broke the formation."

The woman on the other side of the door was silent for a long time, but finally opened the door.

When I heard her voice before, I always thought that she should be between the age of twenty and thirty. Now that I have appeared in real life, I found that she is about ten years old.

But no matter whether she was dressing or looking at me, she was not childish at all. If she hadn't seen her height and face, I would have regarded her as an adult.

She opened the door completely and said to me: "I am Qiu Huahui."

Before she said this, I always thought Qiu Huahui was a man.

I handed the broken green steel sword to her: "Can it be repaired?"

She looked at me and frowned: "Who are you from Chai Zongyuan?"

I was not surprised at all about her knowing my master. When Du Kang was in the crypt, he said that the Qinggang Sword had been interrupted once at my master's hands. I thought that the person who helped my master make swords should also be from the Qiu family.

I said to Qiu Huahui: "I am his disciple, Zuo Youdao."

Qiu Huahui looked dazed: "Ah, you are Zuo Youdao, I have heard of you. Uh... Although I can repair your sword, it takes time and the prices of various materials..."

I waved my hand and interrupted her: "Money is not a problem. You can fix it with the best thing, and make sure to fix it."

Qiu Huahui finally had a smile on his strange face: "Hehe, it's worthy of being Jihun Village, but it's rich."

Speaking of this, she paused, quickly put away the smile on her face, and said to me: "At the same price, do you want to repair it quickly or slowly?"

He felt that when she said this, she seemed a little malicious, and couldn't help but frown: "How to practice quickly and how to practice slowly?"

Qiu Huahui said: "It's time to practice, it's just a minor surgery on this sword. However, after repairing, your green steel sword will be shorter and lighter than now. If you practice slowly, I can make sure that the sword will not become shorter and lighter, but it may also undergo unpredictable changes. Which one do you choose?"

I asked her, "Which one did my master choose back then?"

Qiu Huahui picked the corner of his mouth, and his expression seemed to be laughing, or regretful.

Then she heard her say: "In that era, Qiu Jia couldn't protect herself. The materials for slow repair were insufficient, so your master chose to repair quickly. You shouldn't know that the Qinggang Sword in the early years was more than twice as heavy as it is now."

What she meant was that if I quickly repaired, my green steel sword would at least double its lightness? Is that still a sword? Isn't it a dagger?

I don't have to think too much about this kind of thing, and I just told her: "I choose to practice slowly."

Senior Brother Geng shouted to me from behind, "You said, don't forget that the market will be opened in September of the Gregorian calendar. You still have to stay in charge. Without the Qinggang Sword, those old customers may be talking about you."

I first responded, "It doesn't matter, how to talk about love." Then, after that, I said to Qiu Huahui, "I want to practice slowly."

Qiu Huahui nodded: "Well, come with me, just put the sword on the table."

I put two pieces of green steel swords on the table, and Qiu Huahui took me out of the house and walked towards the west wing.

As soon as she pushed open the door, a very strong smell of Chinese medicine came from inside. When I walked in, I saw that there were indeed very high medicine cabinets on three walls, and there were old-fashioned medicine mills and a huge medicine mortar in the center of the room.

Qiu Huahui walked straight to the cabinet directly west and took a piece of coal ball-like thing from five medicine drawers. She returned to me and said a word to me: "Blood."

I didn't understand what she meant: "What?"

Qiu Huahui: "Drip your blood on these stones."

While speaking, she took out a five or six inch-long nail from her pocket and handed it to me.

I pierced my index finger with a sharp nail, pinched my fingertips, and dripped a drop of blood on the five coal ball-like things in turn.

Qiu Huahui used his fingers to evenly spread the blood on each coal ball, then took out a magnifying glass and carefully observed the blood.

After a while, she put four coal balls back into the medicine cabinet, leaving only the smallest one.

Qiu Huahui looked at the coal ball and frowned without saying a word.

When I was talking to her just now, except for occasionally moving my mouth, there was almost no expression on her face, but now she frowned and showed an extremely worried expression, which made me nervous.

I feel that for Qiu Huahui, that small coal ball seems to be a difficult thing to deal with.

If she can't control this thing, can my green steel sword be repaired?

After a long time, Qiu Huahui raised his head and said to me: "Your sword will take about a month to repair it."

I felt relieved when I heard her say this.

But then Qiu Huahui said: "However, when you get the Qinggang Sword again, you may no longer recognize it."

I frowned: "Why?"

Qiu Huahui pointed to the coal ball on his palm and said to me: "To be honest, I have never used the seed you chose, and Qiu Jia has very limited records of it. So I am not sure what changes will be made by using it to repair the Qinggang Sword."

She called those things "seeds"? But in my opinion, they were pure black coal balls.

I asked Qiu Huahui: "Can't you choose the other one?"

Qiu Huahui shook his head: "No. In fact, it's not that you chose the seed, but that the seed chose you. Only seeds that match your numerology can repair your green steel sword."

When she said the word "your", she deliberately aggravated her tone.

Then she asked me: "What kind of fortune telling do you have, yin or yang?"

I said, "Life brings essence and yang."

Qiu Huahui pointed to the top of my head: "But why are there yin and yang energy coiled on your head?"

I said, "It's the Heavenly Eye. I just entered your Feng Shui Bureau and I turned it on."

Qiu Huahui nodded thoughtfully: "No wonder... Are your sky eyes born?"

I nodded and said yes.

After getting my answer, Qiu Huahui let out a long sigh, as if something had made her feel relieved.

She put the seeds in her pocket and walked towards the north house, and said to me: "After the Qinggang Sword is repaired, I will deliver it to you in person. The delivery and payment cannot be reduced by a penny."

While talking, she had already entered the house to the north, and the green steel sword was also inside.

When she entered the room, I heard a "click" sound from the depths of the west wing. After that, all the scenery in the entire courtyard suddenly blurred. When they became clear again, all the houses on the three sides became exactly the same as the west wing, and the sun in the sky became four more.

Qiu Huahui's voice came from the north house: "Let's go quickly, in a few minutes, you won't be able to leave."

Senior Brother Geng waved to me quickly and signaled me to leave with him.

When we arrived at the gate of the courtyard, the blue-black gate opened by itself. When everyone left, it closed by itself.

Until I was about to get in the car, I couldn't help asking Senior Brother Geng: "How old is Qiu Huahui? He looks only eleven or twelve years old, but she looks like an adult, just because of her style."

Senior Brother Geng said: "I heard from Senior Brother Zhuang that Qiu Huahui is not actually a person's name, but a code name. The head of the ninth house of Qiu Jia from each generation is called this name. Moreover, Qiu Huahui never shows his true face. When Qiu Huahui just now, it may not be his true body."

Liu Shangang also echoed from the side: "Yes, when that person was talking just now, the lipstick and voice did not match exactly. At that time, I felt that she was pretending to behave, and the person who made the sound was not her."

"Is that true?" I looked at Liu Shangang: "I didn't even see it when I was so close to her."

Liu Shangang smiled: "I learned lip words from Lao Bao. Her lip shape and voice were basically consistent at that time. There was only one or two words wrong, and most people would definitely not notice it."

When he was talking, Senior Brother Geng had already opened the car door and asked everyone to get in.

On the way back, I tried to slander from Senior Brother Geng, hoping that he could tell me what the mission was for Senior Brother Zhuang to summon us to Beijing this time.
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