(Girls' Literature) September, deep in the Mogan Mountains, Jianmen.

When it was still unbearably hot outside, the Qiandao Lake where Ye Xun and the others were located gradually returned to normal temperature, and it became cool for a while, and Jianmen, who was far away in Mogan Mountain, had long enjoyed the rare coolness of summer like them.

Next to a clear spring not far from the Jianmen station, there is a huge bronze amphora square tripod, the whole tripod exudes a dark green, the tripod body is engraved with fine cloud and thunder patterns, and the four sides are decorated by gluttony and tigers, all of which are so lifelike. Test Text Watermark 1.

However, the rising flames and a sword that has been formed in the tripod tell us that this is not an ordinary square tripod used for sacrifices, but a tripod used by swordsmiths to calcine swords.

And the long knife in Dingzhong, from the appearance, it can be easily judged that it is not a sword but a knife, because its tip is rounded, but the shape of this knife is very peculiar.

The Tang sword is a peerless strong soldier developed in the heyday of ancient China, and then the Japanese katana follows some styles of the Tang sword, but it has been greatly improved. Test Text Watermark 5.

And this knife in the Ding gathers the styles of the two, the straight back, the narrow blade, and the curved tip of the knife, everything looks very weird, the knife has not yet been completed, but the evil qi has burst out, approaching the surroundings.

Standing in front of the ding was an old man with gray temples and a cloth robe, the old man's face was overflowing with beads of sweat, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his hands with cloth gloves were holding the knife a little hard, after all, the old man was already very old, and his physical strength was not as strong as that of a young man. Test Text Watermark 2.

In fact, it is not difficult to hold the knife in Ding, but the knife suddenly trembled, and the old man gradually became a little uncontrollable, and the knife that began to be unwilling to be lonely and jumped up brought a burst of sparks and rushed towards the old man, but the old man did not dodge or dodge, and suddenly a burst of clear air appeared from his body, and the sparks were extinguished in an instant.

"Grandpa, the knife forged for Brother Ye Xun is almost finished, isn't it?" Not far from the old man stood a girl in a green shirt, with a short sword hanging from her waist, and the bright spike of the sword was fluttering in the wind. Test Text Watermark 1.

"I taught you so many things, you forgot them all so quickly?" The old man said with some anger, this person is Mo Zhu, the master of the Sword Gate, and that girl is naturally Mo Zhu's favorite precious granddaughter Mu'er.

"You only taught me to forge swords, but you didn't teach me to forge swords, of course I don't know!" Mu Er said twice, looking at Mo Zhu slyly.

"It's just you ghost spirit!" Mo Zhu shook his head helplessly, and then used all his strength to control the trick knife that Wu wanted to get rid of himself, the reason why it is called a trick knife instead of a demon knife is because only Japan's Muramasa can be called a demon knife. Test Text Watermark 5.

Mo Zhu would rather let his knife be stained with evil qi than let it be stained with demonic energy.

"Grandpa, why do you say that knife jumps? Is it really spiritual?" Mu Er poked her head and looked at the knife in the ding, and felt very surprised, especially when she saw that the knife was about to jump out of the ding, she reflexively took two steps back. Test Text Watermark 9.

"Maybe I heard the name of its owner!" Mo Zhu said, "By the way, Mu'er, I heard your brother Ye Xun call so kind, didn't you like Ye Xun's kid?"

If it was an ordinary swordsmith forging a sword, then he would definitely not dare to be distracted. This is not the case with Mo Zhu, since he is the master of the Sword Gate, the skill of forging and refining swords is even more perfect, but when he was talking to Mu'er, he used his internal strength to suppress the knife in Dingzhong, and no longer moved for half a minute. Test Text Watermark 9.

"I didn't have it!Grandpa, what are you talking nonsense, are you confused?!" Mu Er lowered her head and gently twisted the sword spike on the handle of the short sword, not daring to look at Mo Zhu, she knew that her grandfather was the most powerful at seeing people.

"How can grandpa not know your thoughts, it's just that Ye Xun's kid is not a simple man, just his fatal attraction to women is destined to be in his future life, there can't be only one woman by his side!" Mo Zhu paused for a moment, and then said: "Mu'er, grandpa just doesn't want you to suffer, he doesn't want you to be hurt, you know?"

"But ......"

Mu'er listened to her grandfather's tone and seemed to be very reluctant to have too many entanglements with Ye Xun's brother, but Mu'er's heart was still thinking back to the scene when she met and talked to Ye Xun, and Ye Xun's gentle and elegant appearance kept flashing in her mind. Test Text Watermark 3.

"That kid's destiny is destined to be overflowing, and coupled with his grandfather's special relationship, as well as his parents' background, the road he will take in the future is likely to be a road of no return!" Mo Zhu let go of the knife that had quieted down in Dingzhong and sighed. Test Text Watermark 3.

"I don't like him, people just want to see the outside world!" Mu'er suddenly raised her head and said, seeing that her grandfather had stopped what she was doing, she said, "Grandpa, don't you need to refine your sword?"

"It's about to be the most important part of sword refining, but being disturbed by you like this, my mood is already chaotic, and I have to rest for a while before I can continue!" Mo Zhu said. Test text watermark 8.

"Oh, grandpa, then I won't bother you, I'll go back and play with the tiger heads!" said Mu'er, turning around and preparing to leave the place where she had been for three days.

"Mu'er, don't be busy walking yet, you're getting old, and you've almost forgotten the most important things!" Mo Zhu suddenly woke up and said to Mu'er.

"What's the matter, grandpa?" asked Mu'er, but she didn't feel a bad premonition in her heart, of course she knew that she knew that her grandfather would definitely not hurt her, but the atmosphere at the scene was too weird, and the weather seemed to change faintly.

"This weapon forged for Ye Xun Xiaoyou is still missing an aura, and this aura must be given by you!" Mo Zhu thought about it carefully before he spoke.

"Besides, I'm a girl's family, where did I get any aura?" asked Mu'er curiously, and her two beautiful big eyes narrowed.

Mo Zhu didn't speak, but walked towards Mu'er step by step, every step he took seemed to be light and weak, but in fact it was earth-shattering, as if everything was so heavy and unpredictable.

"Grandpa, you don't want to be as sure as it is written in the ancient books to throw it into the Dingli to refine the knife?!" Mu'er's face changed suddenly, and she said in horror, seeing her grandfather getting closer and closer, her feet also began to retreat, ready to run away at any time.

At this moment, Mo Zhu suddenly shifted his gaze from Mu'er to the sky, observed the floating clouds in the air, and after a while, he looked at Mu'er again.

......

To be continued, the next chapter will be more exciting!

~