Chapter 383
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Sword casting City, blacksmith shop in the west of the city.
A strong man was casting a sword. The hammer in his hand struck the red body of the sword, making a sound of gold and iron.
An old man with one arm was sitting on a rattan chair with a large Pu fan in his left hand. He seemed to fan leisurely, but his eyebrows were frowning. It seemed that his mood was not very beautiful.
He stood up and patted the back of the strong man's head. As a result, he was stained with sweat. He wanted to wipe the man's cloth clothes, but he found that his cloth clothes were also wet.
The one armed old man put his hand behind his back and waved it gently, and the sweat disappeared clean.
He frowned and said impatiently, "I think you're knocking wrong when I listen to this voice!"
The strong man touched the back of his head and smiled foolishly.
"Useless things, watch it, and finally show it to you." the one armed old man took the hammer and began to teach the strong man.
A skinny old man with gray hair picked up a hammer but danced like a tiger.
It's in the sword casting city... It's really not strange.
Suddenly, the one armed old man suddenly stopped.
Because the sound "where is the Xizhou sword repaired" spread all over the city and into his ears.
His frown stretched out in an instant.
The strong man looked at this scene, but he couldn't help clenching his fist and wanted to say something, but he didn't export it.
The old man looked at him and didn't have a good way: "useless things, just say what you want to say."
"Master..." the strong man said.
The one armed old man immediately glared at him and said, "I've said it many times. You're an apprentice. I'm not your master! Fart quickly."
The strong man touched the back of his head and said, "you... You are not an ordinary person."
The one armed old man "hum" and didn't deny it.
The strong man looked at him and continued, "you... Are you leaving?"
The one armed old man didn't reply. He just raised his left hand and grabbed it into the house.
The foot of the table in the room cracked directly, and a very thin long sword fell into his left hand.
There is no need for him to say more about this situation.
The strong man looked at all this, his voice trembled and said, "this voice... What does it call you to do?"
"Just killing people." the one armed old man looked down at the long sword in his hand, and the breeze blew his white hair on his temples.
The strong man looked at him and stopped talking.
The one armed old man didn't have a good way: "worthless things, do you want to ask me, is there any danger, will you die?"
The strong man swallowed his mouth and nodded.
The old man held a long sword and sighed, "maybe."
"Can you..." before the strong man finished, his head was knocked by the scabbard.
"Shut up! Noisy!" said the one armed old man.
He looked at the strong man, impatiently took a wooden card out of his arms and threw it on the table.
"Don't you admire those sword repairmen who fly to guard the sword? After I leave, you take this sign to the foot of wanjian mountain, and someone will pick you up."
With that, his figure disappeared.
There was only one word left in the empty blacksmith's shop.
"I allow you to call yourself a disciple of Chu Beihan!"
As soon as the voice fell, the sound of the sword rang through the world.
One armed old man, pull out the scabbard of the sword!
In the blacksmith's shop, only the strong man knelt down, and the big man nearly two meters sobbed.
……
……
There is a small courtyard in the east of the sword casting city.
An old man in a long white shirt with meticulously combed hair and blind eyes knocked on the wooden door.
He put his left hand behind him and held a cluster of wild flowers picked by the roadside.
When the wooden door opened, a middle-aged woman, Xu Niang, was standing in the house.
She looked at the old man wearing a white shirt and wanted to show a trace of Wenqi, but one eye destroyed the overall temperament. With a white eye, she said, "don't hide the flowers. I'm tired of it every time."
The one eyed old man flattered with a smile and handed the flowers to the woman.
The woman took the flowers, raised her arm and fanned slightly. The tip of her nose leaned over and sniffed gently. There was a slight smile on her face.
She doesn't look good, but her charm is good. The most important thing is her kindness.
The one eyed old man didn't enter the house, looked at her and suddenly said, "I'm going."
The woman was slightly stunned and almost didn't grasp the flowers in her hand.
"Where are you going?" she said, pretending to be indifferent.
"Go where I should go." the one eyed old man smiled.
The woman looked at him and was angry for some reason. She threw flowers at him and said, "I knew! I knew that men are such dogs! They say they like it and their mouths are full of nonsense! Although I'm old, can't I be reserved for a period of time! I don't despise you for being old! I don't despise you for being blind!"
The one eyed old man smiled and said, "I've said it many times. I'm really not old. I just traveled around the world when I was young. When I was doing harm to the people, I was sucked by criminals. I don't care how old you are. Why don't you believe it."
With that, he squatted down and began to pick up the wild flowers scattered all over the ground.
Although he has only one eye and white hair, he also has his own tenderness.
After picking up all the flowers, he reached out again and handed the bouquet to the woman in front of him.
The woman took the bouquet, hesitated for a moment, bit her lips and asked, "are you back?"
"Take your luck," said the one eyed man.
The woman stared at him and said, "don't you dare to come back and try!"
The one eyed man grabbed her, beat her on his wrist and stared at her eyes.
"You... You let go of me!" the woman said.
The man looked at her and suddenly said with a smile, "you always say you like readers and think they are romantic."
He looked down at his long white shirt, which he had specially worn to please her.
It's a pity... He's really a little less bookish.
I won't be bookish in my life.
At this moment, the voice "where is Xizhou sword repair" came from the sky. The woman was startled by the sudden voice.
The man looked at her with soft eyes and said, "in terms of style, why has our sword cultivation ever been inferior to that of a scholar?"
"Watch it for me!"
The man waved his sleeve and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
Holding a long sword, his whole temperament has changed.
"Miso -" with a sound, the sword pulled out its sheath, and the sound of the sword rang through the world!
The man took advantage of the wind to resist the sword. He was happy and flew outside the sword casting city.
Above the sky, only his clear laughter and the sound:
"When I get home!"
……
……
In an alley in casting sword City, a little girl with a sheep's horn braid looked at the vendor selling ice sugar gourd in the distance and swallowed her mouth.
A rough big hand patted her little head and asked, "want to eat?"
The girl looked up at the white haired hunchback old man, swallowed her mouth and nodded hard.
The hunchback old man smiled gently and said, "that bud, go back to the house first and help Grandpa grind the ink. Grandpa will go out and buy it for you when he comes back, okay?"
"Hmm!" the little girl nodded again, then gently grabbed the hunchback old man's sleeve and motioned him to squat down.
After the old man squatted down, the little girl gave him a kiss and grabbed the old man's goatee.
After the prank succeeded, he ran into the house.
The hunchback looked at her, shook his head and sighed.
He picked up the little girl. He really couldn't understand that his parents were willing to abandon such a lovely girl.
He stood outside the door and looked out of the city. He was waiting for a voice.
Soon, he heard the sound "where is Xizhou sword repair".
The hunchback nodded with satisfaction.
He glanced inside, his eyes soft and compassionate.
He waved his sleeve and a long sword appeared in his hand.
Holding a long sword, he went to the wooden door and applied a sword seal on the wooden door.
With this sword seal, even if he can't come back, the people of the two sword schools will find here and take care of Yaya for him.
After hesitating for a moment, he raised his index finger, operated his spiritual power, and wrote on the door words that only practitioners can see:
"Her name is Yaya. She is four and a half years old and likes to eat ice sugar gourd."
He is afraid that you can't come back and can't fulfill the agreement with Yaya.
After writing, the hunchback old man looked out of the city and straightened his waist as much as he could.
His baby granddaughter is in the city, so all the sundries outside the city
——When kill!!!
……
……
Ye Suian's "where is the sword in Xizhou", resounded through the sword casting city.
No one answered.
There is only one sword sound, ten sword sounds, a hundred sword sounds, countless sword sounds.
This place for sword repair and pension
——The whole city draws its sword!
There is no need to answer with words. Since it is a sword repair, I can answer with a sword!
……
Xizhou sword repair
——Here!!!
……
(PS: second change! The monthly ticket list has fallen to seventh. Please ask for a monthly ticket!)
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
Sword casting City, blacksmith shop in the west of the city.
A strong man was casting a sword. The hammer in his hand struck the red body of the sword, making a sound of gold and iron.
An old man with one arm was sitting on a rattan chair with a large Pu fan in his left hand. He seemed to fan leisurely, but his eyebrows were frowning. It seemed that his mood was not very beautiful.
He stood up and patted the back of the strong man's head. As a result, he was stained with sweat. He wanted to wipe the man's cloth clothes, but he found that his cloth clothes were also wet.
The one armed old man put his hand behind his back and waved it gently, and the sweat disappeared clean.
He frowned and said impatiently, "I think you're knocking wrong when I listen to this voice!"
The strong man touched the back of his head and smiled foolishly.
"Useless things, watch it, and finally show it to you." the one armed old man took the hammer and began to teach the strong man.
A skinny old man with gray hair picked up a hammer but danced like a tiger.
It's in the sword casting city... It's really not strange.
Suddenly, the one armed old man suddenly stopped.
Because the sound "where is the Xizhou sword repaired" spread all over the city and into his ears.
His frown stretched out in an instant.
The strong man looked at this scene, but he couldn't help clenching his fist and wanted to say something, but he didn't export it.
The old man looked at him and didn't have a good way: "useless things, just say what you want to say."
"Master..." the strong man said.
The one armed old man immediately glared at him and said, "I've said it many times. You're an apprentice. I'm not your master! Fart quickly."
The strong man touched the back of his head and said, "you... You are not an ordinary person."
The one armed old man "hum" and didn't deny it.
The strong man looked at him and continued, "you... Are you leaving?"
The one armed old man didn't reply. He just raised his left hand and grabbed it into the house.
The foot of the table in the room cracked directly, and a very thin long sword fell into his left hand.
There is no need for him to say more about this situation.
The strong man looked at all this, his voice trembled and said, "this voice... What does it call you to do?"
"Just killing people." the one armed old man looked down at the long sword in his hand, and the breeze blew his white hair on his temples.
The strong man looked at him and stopped talking.
The one armed old man didn't have a good way: "worthless things, do you want to ask me, is there any danger, will you die?"
The strong man swallowed his mouth and nodded.
The old man held a long sword and sighed, "maybe."
"Can you..." before the strong man finished, his head was knocked by the scabbard.
"Shut up! Noisy!" said the one armed old man.
He looked at the strong man, impatiently took a wooden card out of his arms and threw it on the table.
"Don't you admire those sword repairmen who fly to guard the sword? After I leave, you take this sign to the foot of wanjian mountain, and someone will pick you up."
With that, his figure disappeared.
There was only one word left in the empty blacksmith's shop.
"I allow you to call yourself a disciple of Chu Beihan!"
As soon as the voice fell, the sound of the sword rang through the world.
One armed old man, pull out the scabbard of the sword!
In the blacksmith's shop, only the strong man knelt down, and the big man nearly two meters sobbed.
……
……
There is a small courtyard in the east of the sword casting city.
An old man in a long white shirt with meticulously combed hair and blind eyes knocked on the wooden door.
He put his left hand behind him and held a cluster of wild flowers picked by the roadside.
When the wooden door opened, a middle-aged woman, Xu Niang, was standing in the house.
She looked at the old man wearing a white shirt and wanted to show a trace of Wenqi, but one eye destroyed the overall temperament. With a white eye, she said, "don't hide the flowers. I'm tired of it every time."
The one eyed old man flattered with a smile and handed the flowers to the woman.
The woman took the flowers, raised her arm and fanned slightly. The tip of her nose leaned over and sniffed gently. There was a slight smile on her face.
She doesn't look good, but her charm is good. The most important thing is her kindness.
The one eyed old man didn't enter the house, looked at her and suddenly said, "I'm going."
The woman was slightly stunned and almost didn't grasp the flowers in her hand.
"Where are you going?" she said, pretending to be indifferent.
"Go where I should go." the one eyed old man smiled.
The woman looked at him and was angry for some reason. She threw flowers at him and said, "I knew! I knew that men are such dogs! They say they like it and their mouths are full of nonsense! Although I'm old, can't I be reserved for a period of time! I don't despise you for being old! I don't despise you for being blind!"
The one eyed old man smiled and said, "I've said it many times. I'm really not old. I just traveled around the world when I was young. When I was doing harm to the people, I was sucked by criminals. I don't care how old you are. Why don't you believe it."
With that, he squatted down and began to pick up the wild flowers scattered all over the ground.
Although he has only one eye and white hair, he also has his own tenderness.
After picking up all the flowers, he reached out again and handed the bouquet to the woman in front of him.
The woman took the bouquet, hesitated for a moment, bit her lips and asked, "are you back?"
"Take your luck," said the one eyed man.
The woman stared at him and said, "don't you dare to come back and try!"
The one eyed man grabbed her, beat her on his wrist and stared at her eyes.
"You... You let go of me!" the woman said.
The man looked at her and suddenly said with a smile, "you always say you like readers and think they are romantic."
He looked down at his long white shirt, which he had specially worn to please her.
It's a pity... He's really a little less bookish.
I won't be bookish in my life.
At this moment, the voice "where is Xizhou sword repair" came from the sky. The woman was startled by the sudden voice.
The man looked at her with soft eyes and said, "in terms of style, why has our sword cultivation ever been inferior to that of a scholar?"
"Watch it for me!"
The man waved his sleeve and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
Holding a long sword, his whole temperament has changed.
"Miso -" with a sound, the sword pulled out its sheath, and the sound of the sword rang through the world!
The man took advantage of the wind to resist the sword. He was happy and flew outside the sword casting city.
Above the sky, only his clear laughter and the sound:
"When I get home!"
……
……
In an alley in casting sword City, a little girl with a sheep's horn braid looked at the vendor selling ice sugar gourd in the distance and swallowed her mouth.
A rough big hand patted her little head and asked, "want to eat?"
The girl looked up at the white haired hunchback old man, swallowed her mouth and nodded hard.
The hunchback old man smiled gently and said, "that bud, go back to the house first and help Grandpa grind the ink. Grandpa will go out and buy it for you when he comes back, okay?"
"Hmm!" the little girl nodded again, then gently grabbed the hunchback old man's sleeve and motioned him to squat down.
After the old man squatted down, the little girl gave him a kiss and grabbed the old man's goatee.
After the prank succeeded, he ran into the house.
The hunchback looked at her, shook his head and sighed.
He picked up the little girl. He really couldn't understand that his parents were willing to abandon such a lovely girl.
He stood outside the door and looked out of the city. He was waiting for a voice.
Soon, he heard the sound "where is Xizhou sword repair".
The hunchback nodded with satisfaction.
He glanced inside, his eyes soft and compassionate.
He waved his sleeve and a long sword appeared in his hand.
Holding a long sword, he went to the wooden door and applied a sword seal on the wooden door.
With this sword seal, even if he can't come back, the people of the two sword schools will find here and take care of Yaya for him.
After hesitating for a moment, he raised his index finger, operated his spiritual power, and wrote on the door words that only practitioners can see:
"Her name is Yaya. She is four and a half years old and likes to eat ice sugar gourd."
He is afraid that you can't come back and can't fulfill the agreement with Yaya.
After writing, the hunchback old man looked out of the city and straightened his waist as much as he could.
His baby granddaughter is in the city, so all the sundries outside the city
——When kill!!!
……
……
Ye Suian's "where is the sword in Xizhou", resounded through the sword casting city.
No one answered.
There is only one sword sound, ten sword sounds, a hundred sword sounds, countless sword sounds.
This place for sword repair and pension
——The whole city draws its sword!
There is no need to answer with words. Since it is a sword repair, I can answer with a sword!
……
Xizhou sword repair
——Here!!!
……
(PS: second change! The monthly ticket list has fallen to seventh. Please ask for a monthly ticket!)
Sword casting City, blacksmith shop in the west of the city.A strong man was casting a sword. The hammer in his hand struck the red body of the sword, making a sound of gold and iron.An old man with one arm was sitting on a rattan chair with a large Pu fan in his left hand. He seemed to fan leisurely, but his eyebrows were frowning. It seemed that his mood was not very beautiful.He stood up and patted the back of the strong man's head. As a result, he was stained with sweat. He wanted to wipe the man's cloth clothes, but he found that his cloth clothes were also wet.The one armed old man put his hand behind his back and waved it gently, and the sweat disappeared clean.He frowned and said impatiently, "I think you're knocking wrong when I listen to this voice!"The strong man touched the back of his head and smiled foolishly."Useless things, watch it, and finally show it to you." the one armed old man took the hammer and began to teach the strong man.A skinny old man with gray hair picked up a hammer but danced like a tiger.It's in the sword casting city... It's really not strange.Suddenly, the one armed old man suddenly stopped.Because the sound "where is the Xizhou sword repaired" spread all over the city and into his ears.His frown stretched out in an instant.The strong man looked at this scene, but he couldn't help clenching his fist and wanted to say something, but he didn't export it.The old man looked at him and didn't have a good way: "useless things, just say what you want to say.""Master..." the strong man said.The one armed old man immediately glared at him and said, "I've said it many times. You're an apprentice. I'm not your master! Fart quickly."The strong man touched the back of his head and said, "you... You are not an ordinary person."The one armed old man "hum" and didn't deny it.The strong man looked at him and continued, "you... Are you leaving?"The one armed old man didn't reply. He just raised his left hand and grabbed it into the house.The foot of the table in the room cracked directly, and a very thin long sword fell into his left hand.There is no need for him to say more about this situation.The strong man looked at all this, his voice trembled and said, "this voice... What does it call you to do?""Just killing people." the one armed old man looked down at the long sword in his hand, and the breeze blew his white hair on his temples.The strong man looked at him and stopped talking.The one armed old man didn't have a good way: "worthless things, do you want to ask me, is there any danger, will you die?"The strong man swallowed his mouth and nodded.The old man held a long sword and sighed, "maybe.""Can you..." before the strong man finished, his head was knocked by the scabbard."Shut up! Noisy!" said the one armed old man.He looked at the strong man, impatiently took a wooden card out of his arms and threw it on the table."Don't you admire those sword repairmen who fly to guard the sword? After I leave, you take this sign to the foot of wanjian mountain, and someone will pick you up."With that, his figure disappeared.There was only one word left in the empty blacksmith's shop."I allow you to call yourself a disciple of Chu Beihan!"As soon as the voice fell, the sound of the sword rang through the world.One armed old man, pull out the scabbard of the sword!In the blacksmith's shop, only the strong man knelt down, and the big man nearly two meters sobbed.There is a small courtyard in the east of the sword casting city.An old man in a long white shirt with meticulously combed hair and blind eyes knocked on the wooden door.He put his left hand behind him and held a cluster of wild flowers picked by the roadside.When the wooden door opened, a middle-aged woman, Xu Niang, was standing in the house.She looked at the old man wearing a white shirt and wanted to show a trace of Wenqi, but one eye destroyed the overall temperament. With a white eye, she said, "don't hide the flowers. I'm tired of it every time."The one eyed old man flattered with a smile and handed the flowers to the woman.The woman took the flowers, raised her arm and fanned slightly. The tip of her nose leaned over and sniffed gently. There was a slight smile on her face.She doesn't look good, but her charm is good. The most important thing is her kindness.The one eyed old man didn't enter the house, looked at her and suddenly said, "I'm going."The woman was slightly stunned and almost didn't grasp the flowers in her hand."Where are you going?" she said, pretending to be indifferent."Go where I should go." the one eyed old man smiled.The woman looked at him and was angry for some reason. She threw flowers at him and said, "I knew! I knew that men are such dogs! They say they like it and their mouths are full of nonsense! Although I'm old, can't I be reserved for a period of time! I don't despise you for being old! I don't despise you for being blind!"The one eyed old man smiled and said, "I've said it many times. I'm really not old. I just traveled around the world when I was young. When I was doing harm to the people, I was sucked by criminals. I don't care how old you are. Why don't you believe it."With that, he squatted down and began to pick up the wild flowers scattered all over the ground.Although he has only one eye and white hair, he also has his own tenderness.After picking up all the flowers, he reached out again and handed the bouquet to the woman in front of him.The woman took the bouquet, hesitated for a moment, bit her lips and asked, "are you back?""Take your luck," said the one eyed man.The woman stared at him and said, "don't you dare to come back and try!"The one eyed man grabbed her, beat her on his wrist and stared at her eyes."You... You let go of me!" the woman said.The man looked at her and suddenly said with a smile, "you always say you like readers and think they are romantic."He looked down at his long white shirt, which he had specially worn to please her.It's a pity... He's really a little less bookish.I won't be bookish in my life.At this moment, the voice "where is Xizhou sword repair" came from the sky. The woman was startled by the sudden voice.The man looked at her with soft eyes and said, "in terms of style, why has our sword cultivation ever been inferior to that of a scholar?""Watch it for me!"The man waved his sleeve and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand.Holding a long sword, his whole temperament has changed."Miso -" with a sound, the sword pulled out its sheath, and the sound of the sword rang through the world!The man took advantage of the wind to resist the sword. He was happy and flew outside the sword casting city.Above the sky, only his clear laughter and the sound:"When I get home!"In an alley in casting sword City, a little girl with a sheep's horn braid looked at the vendor selling ice sugar gourd in the distance and swallowed her mouth.A rough big hand patted her little head and asked, "want to eat?"The girl looked up at the white haired hunchback old man, swallowed her mouth and nodded hard.The hunchback old man smiled gently and said, "that bud, go back to the house first and help Grandpa grind the ink. Grandpa will go out and buy it for you when he comes back, okay?""Hmm!" the little girl nodded again, then gently grabbed the hunchback old man's sleeve and motioned him to squat down.After the old man squatted down, the little girl gave him a kiss and grabbed the old man's goatee.After the prank succeeded, he ran into the house.The hunchback looked at her, shook his head and sighed.He picked up the little girl. He really couldn't understand that his parents were willing to abandon such a lovely girl.He stood outside the door and looked out of the city. He was waiting for a voice.Soon, he heard the sound "where is Xizhou sword repair".The hunchback nodded with satisfaction.He glanced inside, his eyes soft and compassionate.He waved his sleeve and a long sword appeared in his hand.Holding a long sword, he went to the wooden door and applied a sword seal on the wooden door.With this sword seal, even if he can't come back, the people of the two sword schools will find here and take care of Yaya for him.After hesitating for a moment, he raised his index finger, operated his spiritual power, and wrote on the door words that only practitioners can see:"Her name is Yaya. She is four and a half years old and likes to eat ice sugar gourd."He is afraid that you can't come back and can't fulfill the agreement with Yaya.After writing, the hunchback old man looked out of the city and straightened his waist as much as he could.His baby granddaughter is in the city, so all the sundries outside the cityWhen kill!!!Ye Suian's "where is the sword in Xizhou", resounded through the sword casting city.No one answered.There is only one sword sound, ten sword sounds, a hundred sword sounds, countless sword sounds.This place for sword repair and pensionThe whole city draws its sword!There is no need to answer with words. Since it is a sword repair, I can answer with a sword!Xizhou sword repairHere!!!PS: second change! The monthly ticket list has fallen to seventh. Please ask for a monthly ticket!
