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Chapter 33

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There was water everywhere in the village and sharp swords everywhere. It was almost impossible to step on the ground and the corpses gave people a creepy feeling.

Village Chief looked around and frowned, "Cripple, go and pack up the corpses. Don't let their corpses be exposed in the wilderness. Send them down the river. Burn the ingots, candles, paper boats and paper cranes for them too. "

Cripple limped forward and took a glance at Blind before chuckling, "Coquettish and still reciting poems. You're such a load of crap."

Blind was furious and the beard at the corner of his mouth fluttered, "You don't even know how to recite even if you want to. You don't even know how to read!"

Madam Si immediately said, "Cripple, when you're packing the corpses, keep the good stuff and don't put them in the coffins. They're worth some money so we can sell them for some oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar next time!"

"Alright!"

In Great Ruins, the most expensive things weren't gold, silver and jewels but oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar. These things weren't available in Great Ruins and could only be transported from the outside world to Border Dragon City by caravans. The residents of Great Ruins would then use rare treasures and beast skins to exchange for them. It could be said that salt was even more expensive than gold.

Madam Si would always bring a cart full of treasures and a few animals to Border Dragon City. Only by selling the animals and treasures could she exchange for some oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar.

Apothecary went forward and applied medicine on Qin Mu and bandaged the wound on his hand. He shook his head and said, "Your vital qi isn't strong enough to catch a sword with your bare hands. Don't try to be brave next time."

Qin Mu only felt his palm was cold and numb. He couldn't feel any pain and said, "My sword control technique isn't good enough. I can't be as agile as that person from Li River Sect. I feel that I have strength but I can't hit it out."

"That's normal. Butcher's sword control technique is too bad so he can't teach you. "

Apothecary smiled, "There are people in our village who know profound sword control techniques but it's a pity he doesn't want to teach you."

Village Chief's face darkened and said stiffly, "Apothecary, there's a lot of water here. Send me back to my house!"

Apothecary smiled, "In that case, Village Chief will have to wait for a while, I'm still bandaging Mu'er's wounds."

After the wound was bandaged, Qin Mu saw the mute blacksmith picking up the swords on the ground. He picked one up and shook it gently. Thousands of flying swords automatically flew over and clashed with the sword in the mute blacksmith's hand. These swords actually all disappeared and merged into one sword. He couldn't help clicking his tongue in wonder.

He also stepped forward, picked up a sword, and shook it lightly. However, nothing happened.

Mute grinned. His mouth didn't have a tongue, so he made two sounds. Then, he rubbed the sword in his hands. The sword became smaller and smaller, and in the blink of an eye, it became a tiny silver ball the size of a finger.

Qin Mu looked at the sword in his hand and wanted to rub it to see if he could make a small silver pill. The Apothecary hurriedly said, "Don't rub it. The wound was just bandaged! Mute, don't tease him or I'll poison you to death! "

Mute couldn't stop laughing. He snatched the flying sword from Qin Mu's hand and stuffed the silver ball into Qin Mu's hand.

Kacha.

Qin Mu heard a soft sound coming from his shoulder. Then, his entire body was pressed to the ground by the silver ball in his hand. Mute was shocked and patted his head. He had forgotten that this was a sword pellet made from thousands of swords gathered together. How heavy was the weight of thousands of swords added together?

Qin Mu was caught off guard. Naturally, his arm was dislocated from the pressure, and his entire body was lying on the ground.

Mute was about to reattach Qin Mu's arm when he was suddenly kicked out of the village by Madam Si. He didn't know where he landed. He could only hear the sounds of "ah ah" coming from the sky outside the village, getting further and further away.

Madam Si's face darkened. She reattached Qin Mu's arm and said angrily, "Those who don't know how to speak are all bad eggs, full of evil tricks! Mu 'er, these swords are mother and child swords. Among the thousands of swords, one is the mother sword. The rest are all child swords. As long as you find the mother sword, you can take back all the child swords. However, Li River Sect's sword pellet is very heavy. You can't pick it up yet. "

She picked up a sword and shook it gently like Mute. Thousands of treasured swords flew over and merged into the mother sword.

Madam Si smiled, "If you want to change the mother sword back into the sword pellet, you don't need to rub it. Mute is just messing with you. You just need to merge your vital qi with the mother sword and you can retract the sword pellet. Similarly, you can use this method to release the child swords from the mother sword. "

Qin Mu sized up the sword pellet in her palm. He blinked his eyes and said in bewilderment, "Granny, there seems to be a lot of these silver pellets in your room!"

"Is there?" Madam Si blinked her blurry old eyes and asked in bewilderment.

"Yes!"

Qin Mu remembered. He had seen these silver pellets in Madam Si's room. There were quite a lot of them. Some were thrown under the bed, some were in the shoes she didn't wear, and there were also quite a few in the corner.

When he was young, he even treated these silver pellets as marbles and played with them.

He even saw Madam Si's old hen eating these silver pellets as if they were sand and stones!

Now that he thought about it, it was really scary. If these silver pellets suddenly turned into a sword in the old hen's stomach, the scene would be tragic.

Luckily, this didn't happen.

Madam Si's gaze flickered and said, "If you were able to pick them up when you were young, they would naturally be normal silver pellets and not sword pellets."

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