Hearing this, Nanfeng hurriedly put down the wooden box, got up and walked to the secret room, and when he arrived at the door of the secret room, he saw that Yuan Anning had already sat up from the stone bed, probably not coming back to his senses, and instead of looking at the right palm of the continuation, he raised his hand and pressed it to the temples on both sides.

"Hey, don't move. Nanfeng hurriedly walked sideways, Yuan Anning raised his right hand, the prosthetic hand made of Xuantie was extremely hard, in case the pressure was too heavy, don't pinch yourself to death.

Hearing the sound, Yuan Anning turned his head and saw that it was the south wind, and his face immediately showed a happy expression, "Why are you here?"

"Me?" Nanfeng was stunned for a moment, "I happened to pass by, Mr. Wang just succeeded you with a prosthetic hand, don't move." ”

De Nanfeng reminded Yuan Anning that he remembered the purpose of his coming here, raised his hand and lowered his head, and looked nervously.

Nanfeng didn't rush to speak, the hemp boiling powder used by Uncle Wang must be a kind of medicinal soup that can alleviate pain, this medicinal soup can not only reduce pain, but also seem to have a certain impact on people's consciousness, Yuan Anning was in a dazed state at this time when he first woke up from a big dream.

It could be seen that Yuan Anning was very nervous, at first he just turned his arm, looking at the front and back, and then slowly began to try to bend the movement, and found that the following prosthetic hand was very flexible and then happy, although he was not ecstatic, his body was trembling slightly.

It can be seen that Yuan Anning is very satisfied with the prosthetic hand, and it can also be said that she has achieved the effect she expected, but what she didn't expect is that the effect of the continuation is far more than she imagined.

Nanfeng didn't say anything to urge, and it wasn't until Yuan Anning stopped trying to look up in surprise that he asked, "How do you feel?"

Yuan Anning was happy and nodded.

"Let's go, Mr. Wang is still waiting for us outside. Nanfeng said.

Yuan Anning nodded again, and went down to the ground with her arms propped up, the medicinal effect of the numbness boiling may not have completely dissipated, her legs and feet were weak, and she was unsteady on her feet after getting off the ground, and she stumbled.

Seeing this, Nanfeng hurriedly stretched out his hand to support her and carried her to the outside of the secret room.

After walking a few steps, Yuan Anning seemed to remember something, stopped, looked left and right, and turned to point to the wooden table on the west side, "My baggage." ”

Nanfeng let go of Yuan Anning, and went over to pick up the baggage, and there was a linen-wrapped utensil next to the baggage, and picked it up casually, and found that it was very heavy.

"What is this?" Nanfeng asked casually, in fact, as soon as he started his hand, he guessed that this thing was the Nine Heavens Xuantie based on its weight, but the shape of this thing was very different from the Dragon Descending Blade.

"The sword I made for you," Yuan Anning tilted his head to the side, not looking at Nanfeng, "There is a lot of Xuantie left, and it is useless to keep it." ”

When others give gifts, they are afraid that others will not be able to feel their sincerity, but Yuan Anning is the opposite, as if he is afraid that Nanfeng will miss her good, what prompted Yuan Anning to do this Nanfeng is naturally clear.

There is no need to say something if you know something, Nanfeng smiled, looked up and down, looking for the head of the rope that tied the linen string, "Sword or knife?"

Losing support, Yuan Anning stood unsteadily, and reached out to the foot of the stone bed, "It is both a knife and a sword." ”

Seeing that Yuan Anning was standing unsteadily, Nanfeng didn't open the cloth bag, clamped it under his armpit, carried the baggage, and came over to carry Yuan Anning out of the secret room.

Seeing Uncle Wang, Yuan Anning couldn't help but thank her again, she was very nervous when she came, and at this time, in addition to joy or joy, she was really full of joy.

After thanking and humbling, the three of them sat down, and Yuan Anning was also a guest, sitting in the south wind.

Nanfeng took the drawing rune room from the baggage, wrote out the contents of the ninth tortoise shell silently, and handed it to Uncle Wang, "This is one of the heavenly books, Mr. put it away." ”

Uncle Wang stretched out his hand to take it, put it aside, and then pointed to the wooden box and said, "This muskrat is no better than insects and ants, it has to eat once every half a month at most, and it doesn't need to look for poison to feed it, just open the wooden box and let it out, it will go to find food by itself, and it will return by itself after eating." ”

Seeing Nanfeng's puzzled face, Uncle Wang explained, "This wooden box is carved from the wooden heart of a thousand-year-old sandalwood, and the muskrat has always used it as a nest, and it is not used to living elsewhere. ”

"A gentleman does not take the ...... of others"

Uncle Wang waved his hand to interrupt Nanfeng's words, "It's true that this thing is rare, but it's not something in my heart, it's also changed to someone else, and I gave it to you." ”

Nanfeng thanked him again and turned to his feet to take his leave.

Uncle Wang didn't keep it, sent the two to the outside of the courtyard gate, and watched the two go down the mountain.

At this time, Yuan Anning was already able to walk on her own, so Nanfeng did not continue to support her, but walked slowly down the mountain with her, "Are you still satisfied?"

"Unexpected. Yuan Anning raised his arm and looked at his hand.

Nanfeng wanted to say that he liked it, but he swallowed it back when the words came to his mouth, no matter how good the prosthetic hand was, it was fake, just a kind of compensation for the incompleteness, and it was not as good as the original after all.

Yuan Anning seemed to want to say something, but there was only a sign of opening, but there was no follow-up.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little awkward, Nanfeng spoke to break the dullness, "Where are you going next?"

"Go to Jade. Yuan Anning said.

"I just came back from there, and you'd better not go there. Nanfeng shook his head and said.

"Why?" Yuan Anning's expression was not puzzled, but gloomy.

Nanfeng replied, "The two Wei are fighting there, Long Yunzi and Yan Feixue are both supervising the battle in the army, I feel that the battle situation is not good for the Western Wei, Yubi is very close to the battlefield, it is estimated that it will not be long before the war will spread there." ”

"Then I'll have to go earlier. Yuan Anning said casually.

Nanfeng wanted to ask Yuan Anning what he was doing in the past, but after thinking about it, he didn't ask, Yuan Anning naturally wouldn't help Western Wei fight against Eastern Wei, but it was not ruled out that she would go over and take away her relatives, friends and old people.

"It's two or three thousand miles away from Yubi, and it's too slow to walk, I'll give you a ride. Nanfeng said.

"Don't delay your business. Yuan Anning did not refuse.

"No, I'm in no hurry. Nanfeng shook his head.

Between the words, the two arrived at the foot of the mountain, there were a lot of carriages and horses at the foot of the mountain, the previous porter told Uncle Wang that he would not accept the doctor today, and the people under the mountain were almost gone at this time, leaving only a carriage parked at the edge of the woods on the east side of the bluestone archway.

Seeing the two of them descending the mountain, the porter hurriedly came out to see them off, and the people in the rivers and lakes in the other wooden houses went their own way, seemingly not paying attention to the two, but in fact they were all secretly spying.

So far, except for the two volumes of heavenly books given to Yan Feixue, all the heavenly books sent by Nanfeng are the ninth tortoise shell, and the one given to Yuan Anning is also this volume, but at that time he didn't know that the lines of the tortoise shell were martial arts moves, and Yuan Anning only had words, no cracks, and at this time, he had the intention to rub the lines of the ninth tortoise shell to her, but there were eyes everywhere, so he could only temporarily suppress this thought.

It's no secret that he has the eighth master as a mount, and he doesn't bother to hide his head and tail, so he whistles in an open place to summon the eighth master.

Not long after, the eighth master arrived.

Just when the south wind wanted to raise his spirit, he found something suspicious at a glance, and on the wheel of the carriage on the east side was a coachman lying half-lying, the coachman crossed his legs, and wore a hat on his head, which covered his eyebrows but did not cover his eyes, and judging from the direction of the coachman's tilted head, he should be spying on them.

The coachman was a middle-aged man with a sallow face, belonging to the category that could no longer be recognized by the crowd, this person was very fresh, and he should not have seen it before.

Just wanted to look back, but suddenly noticed the middle-aged man's ears, people's ears are very different, the shape of the middle-aged man's ears made him feel familiar.

Now that he has advanced to the purple qi cave, the flies within a hundred zhang can distinguish the male and female, and look closely, the man's earlobe has signs of covering the ear piercing, and suddenly remembered a person, and then compared, although the concealment is clever, but can still see the clues.

"I saw the carriage the day before yesterday. Yuan Anning said in a low voice.

Nanfeng didn't answer, pulled Yuan Anning into the edge of the woods on the west side, took out the ninth tortoise shell from his arms, smeared cinnabar for rubbing, and then handed the rubbed yellow paper to Yuan Anning, "I have some things to deal with, the eighth master sent you over, this is the book of heaven that I used to do with you, and the lines on it are the moves of high-grade martial arts, only you know about this matter, don't leak it to others." ”

"What's wrong?" asked Yuan Anning.

"Little things. Nanfeng stuffed the yellow paper into Yuan Anning's baggage.

"If you have something, do it, don't worry about me, I'll go to the jade by myself. Yuan Anning said.

"It's okay, let's go. The south wind rushed to the eighth master, who was hovering above, and made a few gestures.

Although Yuan Anning didn't know why, he didn't ask for the roots, but handed the sword wrapped in linen to Nanfeng, "Holding it is a double-edged sword, and holding it is a single-edged knife." ”

"Thanks, ready, I'll send you up. Nanfeng said and sent Yuan Anning into the air.

The eighth master had been instructed by Nanfeng before, and knew what Nanfeng wanted it to do, and when he saw Yuan Anning coming up, he swooped down to catch her, screamed, and went to the northeast.

Seeing them leave, the south wind sat down from the edge of the woods, untied the sackcloth and looked at the utensils inside.

In the baggage is a long sword of about four feet, a wooden scabbard, which may not be carved with one hand, and there is no decoration on the scabbard, but the material is exquisite, and it should be a precious wood dismantled from the royal utensils.

The hilt of the sword is black black iron, which is different from the hilt of a normal longsword, and the gauntlet is in the shape of an eagle's wings, which is between the gauntlet of a sword and the gauntlet of a sword.

The grip has a five-finger profile and can only be held in one direction, which is supposed to be constructed to ensure that the blade is under the force after the sword becomes a long sword.

When the sword was unsheathed, I saw that the sword tempered by the black iron was about four feet long, and this length took into account the needs of the sword.

In addition, the sword body in addition to the deep blood groove that runs through the front and back sides, there is no superfluous decoration, the role of the sword is to kill, not to look good, thousands of years of swordsmith speculation and martial arts actual combat, has found the best shape of the sword, as the so-called big ingenuity is not work, big ingenuity is clumsy, too many fancy changes instead add to the snake, will reduce the offensive power of the sword.

Hold it hard, the long sword immediately becomes a long knife, different from the ordinary thick-backed broadsword, the long knife transformed from the long sword is very similar to the narrow-bladed Miao knife, slender and sharp, this thing is made of dark iron, extremely hard, the narrow blade can not only speed up the attack, but also not be cut off by the opponent.

After the inspection, Nanfeng returned the sword to the sheath, leaned against the big tree and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, Lao Tzu was here, hurry up and apologize.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement, and Nanfeng was not in a hurry, to see who could be stubborn.

The sun was up, the temperature was rising, the south wind was a little sleepy, and just then, the sound of driving was heard in the east.

Hearing the sound, Nanfeng tilted his head to the side.

After waiting a little longer, he heard that the carriage was not moving west, but south.

Looking back, the damn thing is gone......