Scar old cloth in the grocery store,

It is said that the grocery store is actually some ironware, plus some common things used by ordinary people on weekdays, such as shovels, pickaxes, brooms, and maybe a few unedged swords hanging on the wall are still like dots, and most of them are long knives.

From time to time there was a clanging sound in the backyard, it was the blacksmith striking iron, sitting in the house, I could still feel a burst of burning pavement, with the whirring sound of pulling the bellows,

Song Ci sat on the pony, but she listened to the sound very carefully, but she didn't feel bored, but it was very interesting, in addition to sleeping in Yang Ping's house that night, the high-ranking official dragged back to the shop with a traumatic injury, he was terrible Lao Bu threw himself out with an angry reprimand, which is not good,

He still had gauze wrapped around his shoulders, but he was bandaged inside, and he wore a coat outside, except for his face was a little pale, he couldn't see anything else, but he couldn't use his right hand to exert himself, and the pill of Sanqing Pill he took was a good elixir, but in such a short period of time, he couldn't fully recover.

Brought a pot of hot tea, and sat sullenly in the corner,

Lao Bu never promised to let him go to blacksmithing, and he did some flexibility in the shop, and he was already very satisfied with eating and living, but as for the busy situation of the blacksmiths in the backyard, it had nothing to do with him.

Besides, the high-ranking officials don't seem to want to be a peerless blacksmith.

Although Lao Bu's eyes are very poisonous, he has long found that the high-ranking official is injured, but he doesn't speak, whether it is cleaning or cleaning up the bed, he is still a high-ranking official with strong words, in Lao Bu's words, Lao Tzu is not picking up rags, but also helping this young man clean up the mess,

Of course, Lao Bu added heavy dishes to the dinner of high-ranking officials, and boiled a big bowl of thick black chicken soup in the back kitchen, in short, it was super choking, so he ordered the high-ranking officials to drink it.

The high-ranking officials don't know that this bowl of chicken soup has used up a hundred-year-old mountain ginseng, and for the injured high-ranking officials, they can be greatly supplemented, and they drink it all in one gulp, their mouths are full of bitterness, and when they see Lao Bu's serious face, the high-ranking officials don't dare to comment at will, he just thinks it's a normal bowl of black chicken soup,

wiped his mouth and went to dry flexibly,

In Lao Bu's words, this halfway is not good, as long as it is not a white-eyed wolf, it is a matter of burning high incense, the value of this century-old ginseng is not small, not to mention that it can be sold for hundreds of gold, but it is worth it to say that thirty or fifty, this kid is still unwilling,

There was He Taifu sitting in the room, drinking tea slowly, and from time to time he glanced at Song Ci who was enjoying himself next to him, his eyes were full of love, and the old cloth was also envious.

"Hey, I said you, most of your life, every child, let alone a granddaughter, I look, that little girl, you like it very much, hehe, my old cloth looks festive, and my heart is comfortable. ”

Lao Bu was still smoking a cigarette pouch, and with a few bits of red light, he spit out a puff of smoke.

Mrs. He waved her sleeves with a look of disgust, "You envy a fart, you don't have a granddaughter, talk to me as a cliché, what do you mean, ridicule, besides, I don't have the courage to do it for that little girl...... , hey, I can't say it anymore, that's going to lose my head. ”

Lao Bu was not in a good breath, and immediately coughed, "Yes, yes, I forgot, her identity, really, you don't have that good life, that's the leader of the whole world, his grandmother." ”

As soon as Song Ci heard Old Man Bu coughing, he immediately ran over, patted his little hand lightly on Lao Bu's back, and said with a smile, "Grandpa Bu, you can smoke a big cigarette pouch lightly, look, this is coughing." ”

Lao Bu's originally blooming sunflower-like smiling face was suddenly stunned, "Hey, our Song Ci has really grown up, Song Ci, don't call me Grandpa Bu, just call Lao Bu and call Lao Bu Cheng." ”

"Okay, Lao Bu. Song Ci frowned slightly, and walked to the backyard with small steps.

This old cloth called a crisp, frightened old cloth muttered quietly behind him, "Da He, that little aunt is not angry." ”

He Taifu looked indifferent, covered her ears and whispered beside Lao Bu, "Saving your life is the most important thing, I told you that if you let the secret agent hear this, you are really not in danger, besides, Xiao Song Ci is not really angry, she is kind-hearted,"

Not to mention the prestigious Privy Council system of the Qinglong Dynasty, there are even many spies under the doors of various state capitals, called Black Butterfly Guard, especially Song Ci's special identity, the people she comes into contact with every day, the place of travel, and what she does, the case in the lobby of Zhongzhou City is clearly placed.

If you want to say that He Taifu used to be a martial arts practitioner at ease, then you don't have to care, as long as you obey your heart, it is also considered to be a practice, but now he is imprisoned in Qingzhou City, talking and acting, but he is no longer the same as before, because his shoulders are the life and death of a sect.

Although Xiao Song porcelain is ten years old, but the slender jade girl who came out of the house, just like a fairy descending to earth, exudes a natural fairy aura, the eyes are like broken glass, and the eyes full of stars are full of a touch of magic that makes people sink, such a pure and charming Lori, anyone who looks at it will be intoxicated,

The main thing is that she is only ten years old.

Sitting on the steps of the courtyard, watching the busy blacksmiths in the courtyard striking iron, the panicked blacksmiths, glanced at a few times from time to time, and did not dare to look, but the fire in the courtyard was high.

The high-ranking official didn't have the heart to pay attention to the glamorous Song porcelain, he was covered in a hot air flowing up in the dantian, at this time his face was full of blood, his mouth seemed to be swallowing a breath of hot air, sitting in the corner, shivering,

"I look at you as if you've lost a piece of your natal vitality, haven't you ever met a strong enemy?"

Lao Bu sat on the chair, took a puff of cigarette pouch, looked at Mrs. He, and asked with a question,

"Haha, the old guy's vision is the old way, this has also been seen, pinch his fingers and calculate, I don't have a few years of idiot, to say big, I'm sorry for the ancestors of the Sword Saint Gate, to say smaller, I'm also sorry for the name of the Sword Saint, the world is big, the martial arts road is long, I am too idiot is just a small grain of sand in the folds of starlight,

Just because he said a word to help people, he fell into such a field, in this world, even if he touched the martial arts of the Heavenly Dao, where would he go to reason, I sent the three natal sword qi called Chu Jingjue, if that kid has a chance, it can be regarded as leaving a way for the Sword Saint Gate. ”

Mrs. He closed her eyes, thinking back to the scene on the highest peak of their Sword Saint Gate, and she didn't know what happened to her junior sister, and she added a sense of melancholy to her heart.

"That kid is so valued by you? I look at that kid is the same as the inside and the outside, although the martial arts root bone is different from ordinary people, but how to look at it, it seems that someone deliberately helped him change the root bone, as for the talent, just talking about the martial arts realm, now it is only in the condensation realm, such an unbearable martial artist, he actually let you send the natal sword qi, you are looking for death. ”

Lao Bu said in a low voice, his eyes were even more cloudy,

"No matter what, that is Han Shen's descendant disciple, the guy who can make the Heavenly Demon God Monarch look at it, but it is not comparable to the likes of the Southern Dynasty, but those three sword qi cannot be stored in Chu Jingjue's body qi mansion, I have looked at that kid's internal organs, he has a combination of yin and yang, how many people in this heaven and earth can have the most ethereal yin and yang qi in the world at the same time?"

Mrs. He touched the long sword on her waist and said slowly,

"It can't exist in the Qi Mansion, but where do you put it, that's your Natal Sword Qi, you are a sword saint, it's just nonsense. ”

Lao Bu was shocked and started his body directly, and his heart was beating wildly.

"The Wind Sword, inside the Wind Sword. Mrs. He's eyes were wrinkled and shining, and she had a look of super confidence.

"Chu Wuji's knife, made by Shi Kai, actually put the sword qi in the treasure knife, but you want that kid how to practice the knife, hey, I said how can I look at that knife last time was very different, even if it was made by Shi Kai, the sword is a Xuan-level divine weapon, but your three sword qi has made that divine soldier dizzy all the time. ”。

The last time He Taifu introduced Chu Jingjue to Lao Bu and took away a pair of scabbards, at this time he laughed, "The Wind Absolute Knife should be able to resist those few sword qi, if you want to talk about knife skills, there is only one person in this world who can compete with me He Taifu, that scabbard has a great background, right, Lao Bu?"

Lao Bu was extremely thoughtful, and he was also smirking at this time, and he didn't know why he was so happy.