Genshin Impact: The Liyuemen of Tivat

"Fix a little bit? What do you mean?" Shi Lan was a little confused.

"A broken mirror is hard to round, and a broken sword is hard to cast." Kun Jun said helplessly: "The fracture of this sword is curved, and the teeth don't even fit...Even if I repair it, I'm afraid it can only be used for cutting. Vegetables and the like, it is absolutely impossible to fight.”

He said with an apologetic look: "I'm ashamed to say that, as you can see, I've neglected forging these years, traveled mountains and rivers, and although I occasionally touch the hammer, my skills are not as good as before... I want me to put Restoring the sword to its original form is a bit beyond my ability..."

Shi Lan froze on the chair, not knowing what expression to put on.

Repairing Keqing's sword is the only thing he can do for Keqing, but now it seems... unlikely...

"Please, don't look like this, it hurts me..." Kun Jun looked at Shi Lan's silent expression, and felt that he had to do something. After all, the other party came with a note from the Yun family... let him go back like this I'm afraid it will hurt the Kun family's face...

In the past, when the Yun family visited the Han family, they created the "Trial Series" and "Black Rock Series".

Now someone is holding a Yunjiajia sticker to visit the Kunjia, and he finally brought him to play. Although the other party is not from the Yun family, he should make something...

Kun Jun was lost in thought.

"But I'm a half-assed...Even if I was a master...but now I'm a half-assed...I can't swing a hammer..."

Kun Jun waved and brought Shi Lan to his bedroom. Just as Shi Lan lamented that his bedroom was quite big, he caught a glimpse of Kun Jun standing by the bedroom wall, waving to himself:
"Come in with me."

"Bark?" Shi Lan was very surprised, but still flipped through the cloth pocket, and found a black object the size of a fingernail.

Each portrait corresponds to the weapon cast by the person in the painting, with model drawings and annotations, making people feel like they have entered the Kunjia Museum.

I'll hit your grandma!Hitting rocks with a hammer is no fun!
—— "Kun Jun"

From Master Kunwu's series of weapons in the box, to the proud works of the following generations of the Kun family, all the way to Kunjun's here, but it is just a blank paper...

What appeared in front of Shi Lan was actually a complete blacksmith's shop!
The fire in the furnace had been extinguished long ago, and the anvil was new, with no traces on it.There were a few lumps of iron and various unknown raw materials piled up in the corner, covered with a layer of dust.

Kun Jun tried to divert Shi Lan's attention.

Kun Jun said mysteriously: "You will know when you arrive."

"Where are we going?"

"My house is all used to put stones, and there is no place for blacksmithing, but my father insisted that there must be a place for blacksmithing in my house, otherwise he would let me move back to live. So I dug it in the ground."

Kun Jun waved his hand and said, "It's just missing, and it's not destroyed. Even if anything is lost, it will come back one day."

Shi Lan simply conceived the location according to the direction and distance of the secret passage, and his eyelids twitched.

Not to mention the issue of time, even if there is plenty of time, Shi Lan wouldn't dare to go if he had ten guts, but Ruo Tuo has already run out!Peel off the skin on its tail in front of it, you'd better pray that Lord Yan's seal is strong enough, or you can run fast enough...

One hammer, two hammers, three or four hammers, five hammers, six hammers, seven or eight hammers.

Shi Lan asked him: "Why do you want the bark of the Fulong tree?"

Shi Lan seemed to have thought of something, and urgently interrupted Kun Jun's contemplation: "If you can't do it, can the Patriarch of the Kun family do it?"

Kun Jun twitched the corner of his mouth.

When Kun Jun mentioned the scene at that time, he couldn't help feeling a little lonely.

Shi Lan was immediately surprised, there is actually a secret door here!
What are you doing?Why is there such a thing at home?
With doubts, Shi Lan walked through the secret door and followed Kun Jun into the secret passage.

He pointed to the ceiling.

After turning a few turns, the road is extremely narrow, and it is only accessible to people. Going forward again, it suddenly becomes clear.

"It's okay, the pipeline leads to the mountain stream, and I haven't burned it a few times, so I won't be found."

The secret passage is very narrow, only one person can pass through it, and it is also very low. An adult Kun Jun has to keep his head down when he walks.

At this time, Kun Jun suddenly thought of the sword...

She just stared at him blankly, wondering if she was being teased by Yunjin, or did she just find the right person?
Starting from the room full of stones, to this secret room... Kun Jun is everywhere... so strange...

This sword can't be repaired by himself, but his father's words can definitely do it.

"This must not be allowed to happen!"

But if you look carefully, you will find a few lines of poetry written on it:

Said, Kun Jun walked to the corner, squatted down and rummaged through the sword basket, as if looking for something.

"Uh...it's like this...that's right..."

Shi Lan opened his mouth as if struck by lightning, not knowing what to say.

As he spoke, he pushed the wall away.

"But isn't it missing?"

Shi Lan was still confused: "Then how do you get down the chimney?"

Why are you so proud!Who would dig the secret room under the Hall of Rebirth!You are getting weirder and weirder!

Kun Jun's eyes widened: "Of course it's true!"

It is not difficult to see from these that Kun Jun has indeed not touched them for a long time.

"Okay, let's not talk about this house anymore. If we say more, readers will be scolded again. Come and see this."

But if I want my father to know that I have been digging rocks all these years without doing business, and now I can't even repair the broken sword, that would be a bad thing, maybe I will be locked in a small dark room for two and a half years, until I To restore the previous skills...

"Ahahaha... I made you laugh..." Kun Jun blushed, and rushed over at a speed of [-] meters and [-] seconds, awkwardly took off the masterpiece of grandma's scroll hammer, and said with an embarrassing smile: "When I was a child It's a joke... Don't look at the rough words, my handwriting is still very good..."

"Forehead……"

Shi Lan knows this, Ye Po Shi...

Shi Lan asked in disbelief: "This sword...is it real?"

Kun Jun shook his head and said, "No, I don't have that skill, I let the servants chisel it."

After Kun Jun collected the papers, he said seriously: "Don't be like this, I will let you see my strength later!"

"I found it in a tree on a mountainside between the clouds. At that time, it was wrapped in rags, the hilt was muddy, and the blade was split into the tree. It seemed that someone used it as an ax... This... This is really a blasphemy against my Kun family..."

Shi Lan obviously hasn't recovered from Kun Jun's broken character design.

The peerless magic weapon was used by people to chop down trees... The ancestor must have been angry when he knew it, he pushed open the coffin board and jumped out.

But what Shi Lan paid attention to was the weapon blueprints and portraits hanging on the wall.

"Then what's above our heads?"

Shi Lan looked at the dragon head, feeling a little familiar, turned around and compared the series of weapons in the box hanging on the wall, and finally confirmed in shock that this rusty and disfigured sword was actually... the legendary sword. Dragon chant in the box...!
The dragon chants in the box, the sword that has been passed down in Liyuefang.

Shi Lan was taken aback by this poem where the lips of the donkey don't match the mouth of the horse.

The secret road is very dry and hot, but Shi Lan is fine, but Kun Jun is already wiping his sweat non-stop.

Said, Kun Jun threw the weapon he just found to Shi Lan.

"Here, the leftovers from forging the stinging dragon..."

Shi Lan felt that the whole person was not well, so he asked again: "Why didn't you dig it under your own house?"

Shi Lan asked at this time: "Did you dig out this room?"

"I can't..." Shi Lan shook her head, "The day after tomorrow, that is, after the Moon Festival, I will leave Liyue, and it will take at least four or five days to go to Nantianmen, and there is no time at all."

But fortunately, the ancestors were cremated... The technology of Xiangshengtang is still worth relying on...

The blade is extremely sharp, and the sound of piercing through the air is like a dragon's chant. It is said that the stabbed person will not realize that he is dead until an hour later.

The potholes on the walls are all traces of hand chiseling, and they are inlaid with glowing stones.

"Is this still used to chop trees?" Shi Lan laughed.

Shi Lan's brain stopped for a while, and he felt that what he said made sense...

"This is?"

But later, the sword was lost among the people, and there was no news of it.

"Damn! This bit of bark is not enough to make a soup spoon!" Kun Jun was very disappointed, and said, "Can you get some bark?"

Legend has it that it took Kunwu only one day and one night to forge this sharp sword.

yes!I can't reproduce the legend of the union of the two families, but I can reproduce the achievements of the past!
He stood up suddenly, anxiously said: "Fulong bark, do you still have it?"

"Through the mountain stream?"

"Okay, why dig into the ground?"

Most of these things are only dug in the deserted Mingyun Town, so they are still very rare.

"I'll tell you later, come with me first."

This is a rusty long sword. The blade has blunted a lot, and the lines on the blade have been corroded. Only the engraving of the dragon head on the grid is more eye-catching. I don’t know how long this sword has been aged. weathered.

Kun Jun smiled and stood up: "That's right! It's the Pastoral Hall!"

Kun Jun explained in a serious manner: "Digging under your own house is an illegal building."

Because digging your own house is an illegal building, so you dig the illegal building under someone else's house, right...

He brushed his finger across the blunt mouth, "How can the sword be rusted like this..."

Before he finished speaking, he only felt a sudden tingling pain in his fingers.

Shi Lan looked up in surprise, and found that the finger holding the sword just now had been cut a deep gash at some point.

But it didn't bleed, instead, the wound was mixed with a lot of rust...

Shi Lan: "Good guy... this is not rusty! The enchantment has been strengthened!"