Vol 3 Chapter 21: Broken Beauty

Perhaps Lu Hongshan's birthday is coming, and the danger of the mysterious beast in Hongshan County has been diluted by this kind of celebration.
The next day, the streets of Hongshan County were bustling with traffic and horses, and the hotels in the inner city were full. The guests inside and outside Hongshan County were almost here on this day.
The birthday of Ying Honglu Shan, even if it is a small birthday, is undoubtedly a major event for Longyuan Prefecture. Even Longyuan will arrange close people to celebrate his birthday each year, not to mention this big birthday today.
This atmosphere did not infect Lu Furen, but he is now very happy. For the first time, he made things by casting, but it was very successful. Looking at the perfect mask in front of him, his face was filled with comparable The dawn smile.
Nian Yan and Cheng Zhi were also full of joy. This joy was not only a witness to the birth of a beautiful thing, but also because he could imagine the style of Lu Kang wearing this mask.
Lu Buqi and Nian Yan mother and son rushed over a long time ago, knocked the mold open and obtained this half of the mask. After the fine treatment of Lu Buqi and Nian Yan, the whole mask finally succeeded.
This is a mask that looks kind of broken, near the forehead and the bridge of the nose, with sharp thorns, as if torn from a complete mask, but it is natural.
Only the right eye can be covered. The mask on the right forehead and the right face is carved with half a white tiger. It is lifelike, and the momentum of the tiger and howling forest is broken, but it is still full of sense of power.
Lu does not use the rear ring buckle type, so that even a half mask can be firmly attached to the face, and the back ring is wrapped with leather sewn by Nian Yan, which will not make the head hurt. .
"Wow ... this mask is curious ..." The beautiful things are always eye-catching, not to mention the mask that embodies the broken beauty to the fullest, and immediately attracts people who pass by.
"Offer a price and sell it to me!" The voice was crisp, with a heartbreaking bravery, and an unquestionable decision.
It is a good thing that the original manufactured product is known by someone, but this is a gift to my father. How can it be sold by others when they say they want to buy it? Moreover, although the customer is God, but he is not a parent, this tone is undoubtedly very offensive.
Lu Bufei's brow frowned, and he glanced at him, but said indifferently, "Don't sell!"
The visitor is a young man with a slightly thin body, handsome features, bright eyes, teeth, waist sword, and silver brocade: "Hey ... shop, how can you open a door to do business?"
"The owner said that he wouldn't sell it, but this mask is not for sale!" Cheng Zhi also looked at the man with a little hostility. He didn't like this man with a jade flour face, in his opinion. The man is the master. Lu doesn't abandon this. The tiger's back is aloof, standing upright, and pitching is full of masculinity.
Feeling Cheng Zhi's eyes, the younger brother couldn't help getting angry, and behind him, the middle-aged man who had leaned up and down the door and looked at things such as the oven and bellows suddenly said: "What is not for sale, so many non-sale before, our son wants to buy It ’s not all sold in the end, it ’s just a matter of price.

The elder brother suddenly pouted: "That is, since you are opening a store, how can you not sell things? Stores, for customers, do you not even look straight?"
"There is a division of labor. I'm not responsible for reception. If you want to customize any weapon armor, please find the shopkeeper to read the wild goose!" Lu Buqi gave him a glance at the son, but he shouted at Cheng Chengzhi: "What a silly thing, fire!"
Cheng Zhi scratched his smooth head and smirked. Hula pulled up the bellows, the flames rose, and the black iron in the hearth flashed in black and red.
Gongzi is very annoyed. His eyebrows, which are very showy, are upright. He seems to be looking for some mean or vulgar words to run on Lu Buqi, but he didn't say it after all.
"This distinguished guest, may you be from a foreign country?" Fortunately, Nian Yan is a woman with a delicate heart and a soft smile on her face.
After all, there are steps, the brother is obviously a person with good manners, but it relieves a little bit of anger: "What is it? Is your shop only doing business for locals, why did they not talk to me? Speaking? "
"The respected guest will be wrong, but everyone in Hongshan County should know our rules of Huaxia Seiko. Because the masters are excellent, it is difficult to find one, so if you want to customize the weapon armor, you need to book in advance."
"Is that so?" The gongzi followed his gaze. "That is to say, this mask has a master. In this case, how can I customize it exactly?"
Nian Yan looked at Lu Fuqiu with an inquiring gaze. After all, she knew the significance of this mask and did not dare to accept it casually. Sure enough, Lu did not give up rudely: "When I said right or wrong, I only undertake the creation of weapons, armor and hidden weapons."
Nian Yan heard the words, but smiled with regret: "Respected customers also heard ..."
This time, the brother did not bother to read Nyan, but instead looked at Lu to abandon: "But I want this mask, you do n’t have to come here, no matter what you want this mask, you have to fight again. One is, let's make a price! "
"Priceless!" Lu Buqiu took out the black iron from the fire, and under the gaze of the man behind Gongzi's brother, the huge sledgehammer knocked it down, and the sparks splashed in the buzzing sound of the stone.
"Ten thousand knives." Gongzi's corner of his mouth slipped. In his opinion, such a small item, ten thousand knives is considered to be a good value.
But Gongzi immediately found that his idea seemed very foolish. Not to mention that Nian Yan's expression changed strangely, only Cheng Zhi's scornful glance made him look like he had never seen the world.
"If Si Kongxuan knows that I have been despised by a little slave, I'm afraid they will laugh!" Gongzi smiled itchingly, then said angrily, "One hundred thousand swords!"
However, what made the son even more depressed was that Lu Buqi still didn't even look at him in the right eye, and devotedly and violently beat the black iron in front of him.
Xuan Tie quickly changed shape, let alone, the expert looked at the door, Lu did not abandon these simple moves, his exquisite skills and powerful strength are undoubtedly demonstrated.
"500,000 knives!" The elder brother's sense of anger was not so strong this time, and his asking price also undoubtedly attracted many passing pedestrians.
But Lu did not give up at all, as if he was deaf, but he was beating the black iron right now.
"You haven't sold half a million knives? Even if the mask is made by Mithril, it won't be so expensive, right?" Gongzi was full of irritability.
"You son, are you from outside?" A pedestrian asked in good faith.
Gongzi's brow frowned: "Do I have the words 'foreigner' written on my face?"
"The boy laughed, who would write on his face." The pedestrian was also very friendly: "I don't know what you want to buy. But if I'm a local, I've heard it a bit, produced by Master Huaxia Seiko. Millions of weapons and equipment are nothing, so if you think that 500,000 knives will definitely buy things, you may be wrong. "
Another person echoed: "I heard that my cousin ordered a long knife here, and the deposit was 10,000 dollars, and he prepared 700,000 yuan."
"Why is it so expensive? I heard that the long knife made by Master Lixing only cost 200,000 to 300,000 yuan." Another pedestrian who didn't know much about Huaxia Seiko asked.
The man replied: "Master Lixing is very powerful, but have you never heard of it, and when you paint it with a halberd, do you want to retreat? This Huaxia Seiko Lu does not give up the weapon, even if Master Lixing sees it, there is only a lot of mouthfuls. Praise. "
In your discussion, everyone, Gongzi and his followers looked at each other. At this time, they realized that Lu Buqi was indeed a man with great talents in forging, and had a high level of accomplishment.
"It seems that if I add more money, it's useless, but I really like the mask." Gongzi calmed down, but still didn't want to give up the Mithril mask: "The store, just my followers can be regarded as iron. Master, how about we make a gamble on this ironsmithing? "
Bet? This was a very attractive activity, and the crowds of onlookers quieted down.