Chapter 121 Three Things

Tu Xing stepped on the dirt road and sighed slightly.

Most people, upon seeing Tu Xing, panicked and trembled with fear, thinking that Sudan was up to something new.

Only after hearing Tu Xing's answer did he calm down.

Many people looked at the young man with new faces curiously, asking implicitly why he chose Sudan.

Tu Xing: "This world will belong to your Majesty sooner or later. Besides, if I don't reach a high position, how can I fight for this pension?"

The young man lowered his eyes, his tone very helpless: "It's a pity that I only managed to get this much. The material is the same as the gold coin."

Someone brave enough to open it on the spot soon discovered the printed words, "…Royal Chief?"

Tu Xing nodded and held up the badge in his hand, "This is my position."

The people in front of him showed admiration on their faces. One of them knelt on the ground, leading the others to kneel down together, constantly expressing their respect.

Tu Xing responded with a few polite words.

At the end of the day, most of them expressed their gratitude with joy on their faces, and no one thought the amount was too little.

It was just like the oppression of the royal family in the past, which made the common people dare not act rashly.

Tu Xing went out and walked onto the road, there was something more important.

He casually asked his entourage, "Where is the master here who can forge a sharp sickle?"

Weapons are much more important than these. Successfully taking what the Black Mage wants will not only reward you generously enough to support yourself...

There is a high probability that magical items will be improved, which will be a qualitative leap in a double sense.

Tu Xing took it very seriously. Someone beside him continued, "I know a company with excellent craftsmanship. They used to make weapons specifically for assassins."

Hearing this, the young man became interested and said, "Lead the way."

The people and households recorded in the book who passed by along the way still received pensions at their homes.

By the time we reached our destination, the sky had darkened a degree.

The first time Du Lin saw Tu Xing, he instinctively felt that he was a distinguished guest. He walked forward to greet him warmly, "How many weapons do you want?"

Tu Xing: “One.”

Du Lin was disappointed, but still asked for details seriously.

After listening to this, he rubbed his hands together, his eyes flashed with light, and it was obvious that he suddenly thought of something:

"I have a sickle. It's said to be forged from a mixture of dragonbone wood and star iron. It might have some mysterious magic attached to it. I wonder if you're interested."

Tu Xing gestured: "Bring it over for a look."

Several people followed Du Lin into the inner room. Not long after, a black iron sickle half a person's height appeared in front of them.

Tu Xing walked forward and stood close to take a closer look. The color was dark without any luster, and there was a lot of dust on the surface. It was obviously the kind that had been kept at the bottom of the box.

Du Lin had obviously seen it too, and chuckled, "It's been passed down for nearly three generations, so it's a bit old, but it's definitely an old item. Who knows, it might actually be a good thing, but it just hasn't found someone who understands it yet."

"I'll clean it up, please wait."

After cleaning it, Tu Xing picked it up and looked at it carefully. His first reaction was that it was so light, almost like a toy.

Tu Xing looked at him and asked, "Is there anything I can try to cut?"

"Yes, of course." Du Lin dug out a piece of wood from the side, his smile a little forced.

Tu Xing swung and chopped at the wood, making a clanging sound.

Several people looked over and found that the wood had burst to the ground due to the great force.

Du Lin picked it up and examined it from both sides. There were no knife scratches on the wood.

He said awkwardly, "It looks like it needs sharpening...re-sharpening."

As he spoke, he looked at the young man's expression and said, "How about picking out a knife and I'll melt it into this?"

Tu Xing looked at the dark sickle and said, "Let's polish this black knife first. There is something else."

As he spoke, he looked behind him and said, "You guys should get busy first. It will probably take some time for the forging to be completed."

…

Two hours later, two objects were placed in front of Tu Xing.

On the left is a cleaned and polished sickle, and on the right is a belt with cloth stitching, which is thicker than normal.

Du Lin felt a pity: "The diamonds that were removed should all be genuine. How could such a good set of jewelry be changed into this?"

Tu Xing took out another ring and said, "Change the ring setting."

Then he said in a light tone, "If it is not modified, it will be the bottom of the box. It is better to make it into something else."

Du Lin couldn't help but laugh, "It's sewn inside the belt, who can see the gem?"

Halfway through his speech, Du Lin noticed that the air was frozen and quickly changed his words:

"It's a pretty good way to hide gems. No one can find them. As a man, I understand that I need to have some private money."

Tu Xing smiled, and the hand holding the ring pointed at the pile of empty trays on the table:

"The setting was changed to this one. Madam wanted to change it. The color and brightness of the gemstone are different. She likes this one better, but she also wants this style."

"It's easy for you, right? Make it exactly the same as if it had never been disassembled."

"Madam is very picky. If she can see it, then the reward will be reduced. After all, someone else will have to rebuild it."

Du Lin nodded repeatedly and wiped the sweat off his face. "Okay, isn't it just a matter of being more meticulous? I can do it."

While he was busy, Tu Xing picked up the belt and filled it with some cloth to cushion the hardness and unevenness of the gems.

He put the belt around his waist. The color was a low-key dark gold, which could be matched with many clothes and was quite comfortable.

While waiting, he picked up the magic blade and silently practiced the new spell.

Then, he picked up the sickle with his other hand and recited the sharpness spell in its entirety. A layer of light seemed to flash across the dark surface of the blade.

He chopped at the wood again, as if cutting tofu, straight to the bottom.

Tu Xing's eyes sparkled brightly. He didn't change it at first because he liked its lightness and convenience to carry.

As an assassin, you can't always carry a lot of things on your back, so the lighter and more flexible the better.

At this moment, Du Lin handed over the ring and asked, "Take a look at it. Are you satisfied?"

The ring that caught my eye was exactly the same as the original one. For a moment, I thought I had missed it when sewing the belt.

Tu Xing picked it up and examined it for a moment, a hint of satisfaction on his lips. "The craftsmanship is really good."

Du Lin: "Even the number of rings is the same, I'm sure you won't be able to tell the difference."

The young man took out the bag and put it carefully in his bag, then took out a gold coin and placed it on the wooden table.

"Is this enough?"

Du Lin smiled broadly, "Enough, of course it's enough. Thank you for your generosity."

The other party's attitude told Tu Xing that the reward was too high, but for him, he had accomplished all three tasks, saving a lot of trouble, so he deserved a reward.

At the moment, both parties are very satisfied.

Tu Xing packed up everything and left happily. Du Lin walked away with flattery for two or three steps. When he turned around, the wood suddenly made a sound.

This is really scary!

Du Lin looked closely and asked, "Why is this piece of wood split in two?"

At the second glance, "Ouch, the cutting surface is so sharp!"

While he was watching, the other half shook and rolled to the ground.

…

Tu Xing tried to hang the sickle on his body while looking around for someone.

There must be someone guarding nearby, and soon someone came running over.

"Sir, they are all in front. Are you all right?"

Tu Xing lowered his eyes, his brows and eyes already showing the beginning of planning and strategizing: "Yes, let's go, finish it as soon as possible and return to the palace."