Become a girl in the horror world

"elder sister?"

Li Anxin came back to his senses and looked at Spine Blade and Senlu with a complicated look.

She didn't know what to say, so she just hugged Morilu silently.

"Eh? Sister, what are you doing?" Sen Lu was stunned, and then he guessed something.

"Sister, did you see anything?"

"Hmm..." Li Anxin responded silently.

"You took away all those experiences in just one sentence, Xiaolu."

"Ahahaha, that kind of thing is in the past. It's nothing anymore."

Mori Lu scratched his head and answered, then suddenly thought of something and looked tearful.

"Sister, I am really miserable. No one has ever hugged me or kissed me before. If possible..."

Li Anxin suddenly felt that this silly roe deer was hopeless.

However, today's experience made her realize the new tricks used by fraudsters.

By imitating a weapon that has a deep connection with its owner, one can peek into the other's past memories.

She tried to swing the spine blade in her hand, but it just didn't feel right.

In chain blade form, the entire spine blade doesn't move according to its own will and crawls around everywhere.

An idea struck her.

Why not find someone to tailor a weapon for you? That way you can guarantee it will be perfect for you, right?

She decided to do it right away and go ask the omnipotent group members first.

An Xinxin: If I want to customize a weapon, who should I contact?

The group suddenly became lively.

There are many master craftsmen in the City of Blood, and she was dazzled by the names that appeared one after another.

At this moment, someone chatted with her privately.

Xiao Sang: Sister Xin, do you want to customize your weapons?

An Xinxin: Yes.

Xiao Sang: Could you please tell me what type it is?

Li Anxin fell into deep thought.

She needed a weapon that could be used for both offense and defense, for medium and short range, and for fighting in a small space.

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind and a model emerged in her mind.

An Xinxin: Umbrella-type weapons.

Xiao Sang: This type of weapon is quite rare, but if you think about it carefully, it can be very versatile!

Xiao Sang: I know a master craftsman, but he is a ghost. He is a nice person. Are you interested in meeting him?

Although he has a bad temper, he will definitely not be too harsh on a girl like Sister Xin, so don't worry.

An Xinxin: Does he eat children?

Xiao Sang: ...

He could hardly keep up with Sister Xin's train of thought.

Xiao Sang: Anyway, he was the one who made my Fiery Rose, Sister Wan's Man in the Woods, and Brother Zijin's Shadow Daggers.

I guarantee that when it comes to weapons, there is no other craftsman in Bloodlight City who is better than him.

An Xinxin: Anyway, thank you very much!!!

Xiao Sang: Sister Xin, what are you saying? I also wanted to thank you for saving brother Zijin last time. If brother Zijin died, I would have few friends in this world.

After getting the address of the master craftsman, Li Anxin quickly set off with Senlu.

It was noon at this moment, the sky was golden and rolling clouds were drifting for thousands of miles.

It's a bright summer day with the sun shining brightly in the sky. Heat is surging on the gray-brown asphalt road and the light is distorted by the high temperature. A breeze moves the shadows of the trees, and the rustling of leaves and the faint chirping of cicadas seem like a summer symphony.

Under the shady treetops on the roadside, the golden sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming mottled reflections, like golden raindrops.

A few shrill car horns broke the summer silence.

“It’s really hot…”

"It would be nice if I could have some ice cream, or some pudding..."

Li Anxin wore a black short-sleeved shirt and a brown short skirt. She fanned herself with her hands. Her pink and white sneakers highlighted the girl's vitality. A pair of white socks formed a strong color contrast, which made her skin look even whiter under the sun.

Sen Lu bought an umbrella and quickly ran to Li Anxin's side, holding it for her:

"Don't get tanned, sister."

"Thank you, Xiaolu. Xiaolu, have some milk tea!" Li Anxin smiled and handed over the milk tea in her hand.

Senlu couldn't possibly refuse, so he took the milk tea and started drinking it.

Two girls strolling on the summer city streets are like a beautiful landscape.

If you ignore the ghosts around you, it will be like returning to the human world.

She observed the surrounding scenery, holding the photos taken by Xiaosang in her hand, comparing them with the streets one by one.

"It's almost here! The workshop of Old Neil, the master craftsman."

The street not far away was empty, with a high wall built. Something was being renovated opposite the wall, and the sound of construction excavators could be heard.

Walking into the alley, the tall buildings blocked the sunlight, casting shadows, and the air suddenly became cool.

Li Anxin looked around and finally found a shop at the deepest part of the alley.

"Don't give me instructions when I'm making something. It's so annoying. I won't make your stuff anymore! Get out of here!!!"

A powerful roar sounded at an inopportune moment.

Then, a ghost figure was picked up and thrown out, along with a bunch of skull coins scattered on the ground.

Chapter 103: Feather Mithril and Weapon Customization

I saw a huge figure with an angry face, four eyes and a fiery red beard that was as conspicuous as if it was burning.

Obviously, this is the master craftsman Old Neil that Xiao Sang mentioned.

"Fuck, you bastard! Do you know who I am?! Do you know who my father is? How dare you do this to me in the Blood City?!"

The ghost that was thrown out shouted.

"Who do I care who your father is?! Even if you're a 'transporter' for the Blood Hand Gang, it's useless. If I'm not satisfied, I won't do business with you. Get out of here!" Old Neil roared.

"Fuck, this is so unlucky, wait!"

The ghost struggled to get up and ran out without looking back.

Next to Old Neil, a one-armed man ran out of the store with a frown on his face:

"I'm not saying anything, Master! I was almost done with that weapon just now, why are you......"

"Please give me a chance, ah..."

"I just can't stand seeing someone standing there and pointing fingers while I'm making weapons. He doesn't know shit but still keeps complaining. He might as well find someone else to make it."

Old Neil was about to go back to the blacksmith shop. The man was slightly startled when he saw the two girls standing at the entrance of the alley.

"It's you?"

Li Anxin was also stunned. She still remembered this uncle. She had helped him a long time ago at the Blood Moon Convenience Store. She didn't expect that he had survived to this day and seemed to have found a job.

His face was a little agitated, and he wiped his dusty hands on the pockets of his skirt:

"Are you here to customize your weapons?"

"You came here because of an acquaintance, right? I was thinking about how to repay you. Come on, Master!!"

The man turned around and shouted.

"What's wrong? Another customer? No, the appointments for the past few days are full, so I don't have time."

"This customer saved my life before. Help her make a weapon. Just consider it a favor to me!"

"You little brat, are you asking me for face?!" Old Neil walked out with a sullen face.

"Master, as you said before, if I succeed in making my first weapon within two days, you will help me with one thing to the best of your ability. I will use it until now."

Old Neil snorted, which was considered as his silent agreement.

"Wait, didn't you already..." Li Anxin opened her mouth to say something.

The man shook his hand to interrupt, and after taking a sip of water:

"Are you kidding me? That was a life-saving favor. Can you just ignore it with a few skull coins? How about this? I'll pay for your weapons this time. It's just a matter of overdrawing one or two months' salary."

Li Anxin couldn't refuse anymore and nodded.

Senlu put his arm around Li Anxin's shoulders, feeling thankful that his sister's kindness had not been wasted.

"You boy."

Old Neil looked at the man deeply, a smile of relief on his lips disappeared briefly, and then he continued with a stern face and took out a piece of paper.

The man chatted briefly with Li Anxin and then went back to the kitchen to continue doing odd jobs.

"What type of weapons are needed?" asked Old Neil.

"Umbrellas."

"Hmm..." Old Neil was silent, then waved to Li Anxin.

"You come with me."

Senlu wanted to follow in, but was stopped by Old Neil:

"You stay. There's not much space to test weapons."

Li Anxin turned around and smiled at Sen Lu, indicating that he should just wait for a while.

Senlu had a puffed up face, then turned around and squatted on the ground quietly waiting.

The craftsman's workshop was steaming hot, with molten metal flowing in the combustion furnace, flames flickering, and the light distorted by the heat waves. Semi-finished products made of various metals were scattered everywhere, and the craftsman's table was filled with various parts.

The walls are covered with shaped weapons, which look extremely exquisite, as if they are the painstaking works of craftsmen.

Arriving at a cooler little room, Old Neil threw a wooden sword to Li Anxin:

"You are sure you want to order an umbrella, right?"

"What do you need?"

"It would be best if it had a close-range defense function, and it would be even better if it had a long-range attack capability."

Li Anxin said cautiously.

After all, it is normal for such a master to have a weird temper. He is afraid that what he says will offend the other party like the ghost that was thrown out.

"I've never tried to make a weapon like an umbrella. This is my first time. You're in luck because I'll be very careful."

Old Neil stretched his muscles and bones, which crackled like thunder. He pointed at the wooden puppet moving in the distance:

"Find a way to attack it in your own way, just like you would in a normal battle. I will record your attack style and tailor it for you."

Li Anxin nodded: "I understand!"

Her eyes were determined, and she chopped at the wooden man with the blade in both hands.

Then, a few minutes later.

Looking at Li Anxin who was knocked down by the wooden man, Old Neil fell into deep thought.

Why is this girl so weak?

Can she really lift a normal weapon?

Li Anxin refused to accept the defeat and wanted to stand up and continue fighting the wooden puppet for three hundred rounds, but was stopped by Old Neil.