Chapter 384 Blacksmith Shop
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Zi Meng You Long
I walked back and forth in the village a few times, asked several people, and said that no one knew the couple who made the sword, which made me and the sloppy Taoist priest confused.
When I was about to call Sister Hua to confirm, Uncle Huzi stopped me suddenly and said, "Young Master, stop calling. If you call, Sister Hua might ask us for money again. We don't have much left."
"If you don't call, can you find out where the couple is?" I said depressedly.
"Let me try it." Uncle Huzi smiled at me, a little mysterious.
At this time, he suddenly stopped an old man passing by and asked, "Master, is there a blacksmith shop near this village? I want to make a hoe."
The old man glanced at Uncle Hu, turned towards the west of the village, and said: "Go out of the village and go east, about three or four miles, through a small forest, there is a house by the lake, and there is a blacksmith's shop there. , go and have a look."
Uncle Huzi thanked us, came over to us and said, "Let's go, let's go to the blacksmith shop, maybe there's someone you're looking for."
"Uncle Huzi, are you dizzy? We're looking for an expert who makes swords, why are you looking for a blacksmith?" The sloppy Taoist said gloomily.
"Let me ask you, is the one who forges the sword also the one who forges iron?" Uncle Huzi said.
The sloppy Taoist thought about it carefully, nodded, and said, "It seems to be the same thing."
Hearing what Uncle Huzi said, I suddenly felt enlightened, patted Uncle Huzi on the arm and said, "Uncle Huzi, you really have two brushes, this blacksmith might be the master swordsmith."
"How do you say that?" The sloppy Taoist priest was still a little puzzled.
"Lao Luo, think about that brother Liang we met not long ago, is he a big brother?" I said.
"That's for sure, he and our Maoshan Headmaster are both strong buddies, so he must be old and powerful." He said.
"That's right, such a powerful gangster, but he lives in a small mountain village in Hanzhong, hiding his name. It is estimated that no one in the whole village knows what he does. Only the elder brother will stand up. The real masters are always hidden and do not show their true colors to others. Those two master swordsmiths will certainly not shout all over the village, saying that they are masters of swordsmiths, Ou Yezi's Inheritance or something, do you think this is the truth?" I said.
Hearing what I said, the sloppy Taoist thought it made sense, and couldn't help giving Uncle Hu Zi a high look.
Sometimes, Uncle Hu Zi's strange brain circuit is also very useful.
What we think of as a master swordsmith is the most powerful expert, but in the eyes of Uncle Huzi, he is just a blacksmith.
Things are often that simple.
At that moment, the three of us followed the old man's guidance and walked straight to the east of the village.
After walking for a while, I really saw a grove. After passing through the grove, a large courtyard appeared.
Next to the courtyard is a wild lake, which is small and sparkling, and there are many wild birds flying around the lake.
The three of us went to the yard to have a look, and found that it was an ordinary farmer. There was a vegetable garden in the yard, and a lot of things like cucumbers and eggplants were planted.
There are a lot of farm tools, shovels, hoes and the like placed in the corner of the house.
Standing at the gate of the yard, we heard the sound of "clinking" iron tools, it seems that this house is really made of iron.
Uncle Hu Zi pushed open the courtyard door, yelled in the direction of the house, and said, "Is there anyone at home?"
After a while, a little girl ran out of the house, about five or six years old, with two croiss braids, very cute, appeared in front of us, and said with a smile: "There is someone, who are you looking for?"
"Is your family blacksmithing? I'll ask your lord to get something." Uncle Hu Zi said.
"My parents are blacksmithing, come in." The little girl helped us open the firewood door, and led us to the room where the blacksmithing was done.
When we got to the door of the room, we saw a big man with shirtless arms, pimples all over his body, dark skin, and a very strong figure. He was holding a hammer in his hand and was beating a red-hot iron. There was a young woman who clamped the red-hot iron with an iron frame, and the husband and wife were working together to strike the iron.
The charcoal fire of the blacksmith's stove was burning vigorously, and the couple were sweating profusely.
Especially that man, the sweat on his forehead kept dripping on the red-hot iron, making a "poofing" sound.
I heard from Sister Hua before that the pair of master swordsmiths are a couple, and they should be the couple.
When I took a closer look, I saw that this couple was not ordinary people, and they both seemed to have good cultivation.
Seeing the three of us appearing at the door, the man wiped his face with a towel, stopped his hands, walked towards us in a somewhat honest manner, and asked, "Guys, what do you want to hit? "
"You should be Mr. Qi Yu, right?" I said with a smile.
When I called out his name, the man was slightly taken aback, and said, "You are..."
"I was introduced by Sister Hua from Yanbei Yuelai Teahouse, I need your help with something." I said with a smile.
"Luo Chiwen, a disciple of Master Songhe of Maoshan Zong, has met two master swordsmiths." After Luo Chiwen confirmed that these two were the people we were looking for, he directly reported their names.
Although he is not well-known, his teacher, Maoshan Sect, is known to everyone in the land of China.
Naturally, they should not underestimate them when they came up to report to the teacher.
"You two distinguished guests, let's talk in the room." After speaking, Qi Yu put on an undershirt and greeted us to enter the room.
When his wife was cold, Xi also simply cleaned up, and followed us into the living room, where the guests and the host were seated.
Not long after, Leng Xiexi brought a few cups of tea, put them in front of us, and said very politely: "There is no good tea in the mountains and countryside, let a few guests make do with it."
The three of us nodded our thanks, and the sloppy Taoist said straight to the point: "Mr. Qi, I have heard about you for a long time, and I came here this time to ask my brother and sister-in-law to help me refine a magic weapon."
With that said, the sloppy Taoist priest took out the lightning strike wooden sword from his body and put it on the table.
When the husband and wife saw the lightning strike wooden sword of the sloppy Taoist priest, they couldn't help but their eyes lit up. Qi Yu praised: "What a nine-turn lightning strike wooden sword, it should have been passed down for thousands of years, right?"
"It is indeed a good sword, even the runes on the sword body, in today's world, few people can recognize them all." Leng Zuoxi also said.
"Luo Daochang, this sword of yours is already a magic weapon, why do you want to find us, husband and wife, what is the meaning?" Qi Yu asked puzzled.
The sloppy Taoist took out the green soul directly and put it on the table.
When the couple saw the baby, their eyes widened again.
When I was about to call Sister Hua to confirm, Uncle Huzi stopped me suddenly and said, "Young Master, stop calling. If you call, Sister Hua might ask us for money again. We don't have much left."
"If you don't call, can you find out where the couple is?" I said depressedly.
"Let me try it." Uncle Huzi smiled at me, a little mysterious.
At this time, he suddenly stopped an old man passing by and asked, "Master, is there a blacksmith shop near this village? I want to make a hoe."
The old man glanced at Uncle Hu, turned towards the west of the village, and said: "Go out of the village and go east, about three or four miles, through a small forest, there is a house by the lake, and there is a blacksmith's shop there. , go and have a look."
Uncle Huzi thanked us, came over to us and said, "Let's go, let's go to the blacksmith shop, maybe there's someone you're looking for."
"Uncle Huzi, are you dizzy? We're looking for an expert who makes swords, why are you looking for a blacksmith?" The sloppy Taoist said gloomily.
"Let me ask you, is the one who forges the sword also the one who forges iron?" Uncle Huzi said.
The sloppy Taoist thought about it carefully, nodded, and said, "It seems to be the same thing."
Hearing what Uncle Huzi said, I suddenly felt enlightened, patted Uncle Huzi on the arm and said, "Uncle Huzi, you really have two brushes, this blacksmith might be the master swordsmith."
"How do you say that?" The sloppy Taoist priest was still a little puzzled.
"Lao Luo, think about that brother Liang we met not long ago, is he a big brother?" I said.
"That's for sure, he and our Maoshan Headmaster are both strong buddies, so he must be old and powerful." He said.
"That's right, such a powerful gangster, but he lives in a small mountain village in Hanzhong, hiding his name. It is estimated that no one in the whole village knows what he does. Only the elder brother will stand up. The real masters are always hidden and do not show their true colors to others. Those two master swordsmiths will certainly not shout all over the village, saying that they are masters of swordsmiths, Ou Yezi's Inheritance or something, do you think this is the truth?" I said.
Hearing what I said, the sloppy Taoist thought it made sense, and couldn't help giving Uncle Hu Zi a high look.
Sometimes, Uncle Hu Zi's strange brain circuit is also very useful.
What we think of as a master swordsmith is the most powerful expert, but in the eyes of Uncle Huzi, he is just a blacksmith.
Things are often that simple.
At that moment, the three of us followed the old man's guidance and walked straight to the east of the village.
After walking for a while, I really saw a grove. After passing through the grove, a large courtyard appeared.
Next to the courtyard is a wild lake, which is small and sparkling, and there are many wild birds flying around the lake.
The three of us went to the yard to have a look, and found that it was an ordinary farmer. There was a vegetable garden in the yard, and a lot of things like cucumbers and eggplants were planted.
There are a lot of farm tools, shovels, hoes and the like placed in the corner of the house.
Standing at the gate of the yard, we heard the sound of "clinking" iron tools, it seems that this house is really made of iron.
Uncle Hu Zi pushed open the courtyard door, yelled in the direction of the house, and said, "Is there anyone at home?"
After a while, a little girl ran out of the house, about five or six years old, with two croiss braids, very cute, appeared in front of us, and said with a smile: "There is someone, who are you looking for?"
"Is your family blacksmithing? I'll ask your lord to get something." Uncle Hu Zi said.
"My parents are blacksmithing, come in." The little girl helped us open the firewood door, and led us to the room where the blacksmithing was done.
When we got to the door of the room, we saw a big man with shirtless arms, pimples all over his body, dark skin, and a very strong figure. He was holding a hammer in his hand and was beating a red-hot iron. There was a young woman who clamped the red-hot iron with an iron frame, and the husband and wife were working together to strike the iron.
The charcoal fire of the blacksmith's stove was burning vigorously, and the couple were sweating profusely.
Especially that man, the sweat on his forehead kept dripping on the red-hot iron, making a "poofing" sound.
I heard from Sister Hua before that the pair of master swordsmiths are a couple, and they should be the couple.
When I took a closer look, I saw that this couple was not ordinary people, and they both seemed to have good cultivation.
Seeing the three of us appearing at the door, the man wiped his face with a towel, stopped his hands, walked towards us in a somewhat honest manner, and asked, "Guys, what do you want to hit? "
"You should be Mr. Qi Yu, right?" I said with a smile.
When I called out his name, the man was slightly taken aback, and said, "You are..."
"I was introduced by Sister Hua from Yanbei Yuelai Teahouse, I need your help with something." I said with a smile.
"Luo Chiwen, a disciple of Master Songhe of Maoshan Zong, has met two master swordsmiths." After Luo Chiwen confirmed that these two were the people we were looking for, he directly reported their names.
Although he is not well-known, his teacher, Maoshan Sect, is known to everyone in the land of China.
Naturally, they should not underestimate them when they came up to report to the teacher.
"You two distinguished guests, let's talk in the room." After speaking, Qi Yu put on an undershirt and greeted us to enter the room.
When his wife was cold, Xi also simply cleaned up, and followed us into the living room, where the guests and the host were seated.
Not long after, Leng Xiexi brought a few cups of tea, put them in front of us, and said very politely: "There is no good tea in the mountains and countryside, let a few guests make do with it."
The three of us nodded our thanks, and the sloppy Taoist said straight to the point: "Mr. Qi, I have heard about you for a long time, and I came here this time to ask my brother and sister-in-law to help me refine a magic weapon."
With that said, the sloppy Taoist priest took out the lightning strike wooden sword from his body and put it on the table.
When the husband and wife saw the lightning strike wooden sword of the sloppy Taoist priest, they couldn't help but their eyes lit up. Qi Yu praised: "What a nine-turn lightning strike wooden sword, it should have been passed down for thousands of years, right?"
"It is indeed a good sword, even the runes on the sword body, in today's world, few people can recognize them all." Leng Zuoxi also said.
"Luo Daochang, this sword of yours is already a magic weapon, why do you want to find us, husband and wife, what is the meaning?" Qi Yu asked puzzled.
The sloppy Taoist took out the green soul directly and put it on the table.
When the couple saw the baby, their eyes widened again.
