Xuanchen came to the blacksmith shop of the Mo family, walked into the blacksmith shop, and saw an old man who was over half a hundred years old but in good spirits was holding a black forging hammer in his hand, beating a piece of fine iron on the anvil hard, sparks were shining.

Walk through the shop full of all kinds of weapons and armor, but they are all rudimentary. In a corner on Xuanchen's left-hand side, there was a pile of scrap iron, and the strange thing was that this pile of scrap iron showed a gray and bleak color, completely different from the silver gray or jet-black color of normal iron. It was as if the essence contained in the iron had been forcibly extracted, leaving only a shriveled and rotten shell.

"Magnetic blunt prints? It's interesting, you can still see this thing here. Yi Nian said.

"Magnetic blunt marks?" asked Xuanchen

"A kind of unorthodox inscription that is not in the stream, and is mostly used for behind enemy lines when the two armies are on the battlefield. The main material is iron ore pith, which can damage the structure of iron tools, resulting in the breakdown of iron tools. ”

"It turned out to be because of this. Xuanchen suddenly realized that these scrap irons were the broken weapons and armor sold by the Mo family.

Xuanchen came to the anvil, and the old man raised his head when he heard the footsteps, put down the hammer in his hand, and picked up the iron on the anvil and put it into the pool on the side. Suddenly, there was a snorting sound and a vapor mist filled the air.

"It's closed today, it's closed recently, so let's come back another day if you want to build something. The old man came out of the mist and said in an indifferent tone.

Xuan Chen was a little stunned as soon as he entered the door.

Xuan Chen looked at the old man in front of him, a sturdy body that did not match his age at all, dark skin, and solid muscles, if he didn't look at the face, he would definitely think that he was a young and strong man. Xuan Chen said, "Master Duan?"

"Master?" the old man glanced at Xuanchen and said, "When will you become a master with a hammer?" ”

The old man waved his hand, and he was about to drive people away.

It seems that the iron weapon destruction incident that caused a storm in the city before, even if it is still revealed to this day, there are different opinions outside, and the trauma to the old man in front of him is still very great.

So Xuan Chen didn't think so, and said, "If Master Duan is because of some gossip outside, the juniors don't think it's necessary to ......."

The old man Duan Tie hurriedly waved his hand and said impatiently: "Stop, stop, why are you still reasoning with the old man, when the old man who told me the sage book closed his eyes, you were still rolling in your mother's womb." Say something quickly, get out of here. ”

"I want to ask Master Duan to build two things. Xuanchen said.

"Fuck off!"

"Master Duan, why don't you take a look at what I've prepared first?" asked Xuan Chen.

The old man Duan Tie looked the young man up and down, dressed in simple clothes and linen shoes, and said disdainfully: "A poor and sour young man, what decent materials can he come up with." ”

Xuan Chen smiled slightly, took out two spirit jades and spread them out in front of the old man Duan Tie. Two flashes of emerald green light flashed, and the old man Duan Tie's face was dull, and his gaze fell on the two spirit jades as if they were firmly locked and could not be removed. That appearance is just like the merry boy obsessed with the beautiful woman who is close in front of him, the pear blossom half-covers his face, and he is shy.

"What's your name?" asked the old man Duan Tie, whose gaze still hadn't shifted half a minute from the Gathering Spirit Jade.

"Junior Xuanchen. Xuan Chen said slowly.

"Xuanchen, that waste that was adopted five years ago?" the old man Duan Tie squinted upwards at the young man in a little surprise, and wondered.

Xuan Chen smiled slightly, noncommittal.

The old man Duan Tie retracted his gaze, his eyes turned dim again, and he turned away, "Recently, the things I forged have become scrap iron that is not as good as tofu slag, and you still dare to send it to the door." Go back, little one, don't waste the good stuff in vain. ”

Xuan Chen said solemnly: "Those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who have a clear-eyed eye can naturally see the catty clearly." The master doesn't have to be presumptuous, and when the truth is revealed, the rumors will be self-defeating. ”

"Hehe, at a young age, if you don't learn anything else, how can you learn the sophistication of some people's predecessors. The two pieces of jade in your hand are not ordinary, so dare to gamble, are you not afraid of capsizing in the gutter?" The old man Duan Tie turned his head to look at the young man again, and said: "There are not many blacksmiths in Yaobei City, but there are also a lot, the one from the Mu family, and the one from the Lan family, you have a more secure choice." ”

"I don't want to try to get rid of the Mu family, it's all because my strength is still shallow and I can't do it. I don't know the Lan auction house, I don't dare to take risks if I am good or cunning. Xuanchen said.

"Speaking of which, the old man is not a choice you have to choose. The old man Duan Tie said.

"In the eyes of the younger generations, things gather by like, people are divided by groups, the people of the Mu family are all cunning and insidious, how good can they be as a blacksmith of a raccoon dog. On the other hand, the Mo family, not to say that everyone is chivalrous, but most of them must be. The most important thing is that I also believe in Master Duan, and I have also suffered ridicule and ridicule, not in a few words, but for five whole years. I can understand Master Duan's situation, but it is precisely because of this that I think Master Duan should prove to them that this farce was not caused by your technical mistakes. Don't you think it's nice to slap them hard and see them red-faced and deflated?"

"Little guy, do you think I'll be moved to help you if you say something impassioned?" said the old man Duan Tie, who still seemed unmoved.

"Is that the master help?" asked Xuanchen with a dry mouth.

The old man Duan Tie suddenly waved his arms and said loudly: "Help, why don't you help, although you kid is full of nonsense, he also has a good appetite for me." ”

After speaking, the old man Duan Tie walked to the anvil and picked up the jet-black iron hammer and smashed it suddenly, there was no spark coming out, only the place where the hammer fell, like a fire burning red.

"But it's not a slap, if you want to use it, use this hundred-pound hammer in the old man's hand!"

Xuan Chen told Duan Tie the specific details of what he wanted to cast, and finally left the blacksmith shop after handing over the two spirit jades to the old man Duan Tie.

Duan Tie held the two jade-like things in his hand, felt the aura fluctuations on them, and couldn't return to his senses for a long time. After a long time, he entered a secret room behind the blacksmith's shop, opened the hidden compartment hidden under the floor tiles, and took out a box made of pure jade.

Duan Tie cautiously opened the jade box, and a golden light flashed, and inside the jade box were two metals shaped like soft gold. The difference is that it is more dazzling and golden than soft gold.

The old man closed the jade box and did not return to the shop outside, but entered the courtyard behind the blacksmith's shop, where there was a small wooden shed in the corner of the courtyard, the wooden door was locked, and the rust on the lock was visible, which had obviously been shelved for a long time and had not been opened.

Duan Tie directly split the iron cable in half with a single palm, pushed the door in, and inside was a blacksmith's platform, much smaller than the shop, but it was particularly fine. If the outside is drastic, the inside is painstaking.

At this time, Mo Qian, the manager of the Mojia Temple Fair, came to the blacksmith shop without knowing what to do, and when he saw that there was no one outside the shop, he immediately walked into the backyard, and sure enough, he saw Duan Tie in the shed, and he asked in surprise: "Master Duan, who are you?"

Duan Tie took care of himself and cleaned up the blacksmith platform that had not been used for many years, but raised his head and glanced at Mo Qian, "Something?"

"I want to ask Master Duan how well he has explored the matter of the broken iron. Mo Qian said, and then he saw the narrow jade box placed next to the blacksmith's table, and his face was full of shock, "Iron Ore Essence? Master Duan, you actually took out the Iron Ore Essence of Iron Ore! What kind of divine weapon is worthy of your mobilization like this, you must know that since the mine was excavated to the present, it has only excavated ten iron ore essences." You have treasured these two items for nearly ten years, not to mention taking them out for forging, but you are not willing to hide them tightly even at a glance, why do you ...... them today?"

Iron ore essence is the pure gold in iron ore pith, just as iron ore pith is to iron ore, iron ore pith essence is born in iron ore pith, and the probability is even smaller than the chance of giving birth to iron ore pith. place

"What's all the fuss, isn't your mother-in-law only dressed up carefully and smeared her face like a monkey's ass when she went out shopping with you?" Duan Tie said.

Mo Qian shook his head, looking dazed.

Duan Tie was stunned, "When I didn't say it." Anyway, when there is a worthwhile iron to beat, let alone two, even five or ten iron ore marrow essence old man does not hesitate to work. Don't ask why, go home first and ask why your mother-in-law doesn't dress up more elaborately when she goes out with you, isn't it......"

Speaking of this, Tie shook his head, "Forget it, it's not a good thing to say how to reveal people's strengths and weaknesses." Anyway, if you don't understand it, don't ask, and I won't explain it if I ask, so don't ask. ”

Mo Qian nodded as if he didn't understand, and after thinking about it, he continued to ask about the purpose of the trip at the beginning, "What about the broken iron weapon?"

Duan Tie waved his hand, "Go, go, if you have eyebrows, I will naturally tell you." You don't see I'm busy. ”

Mo Qian looked at Duan Tie, who was focused on forging matters, and knew that it would be futile to continue to stay, and maybe Duan Tie would feel upset when he saw him, and he would inevitably be reprimanded a few words, and the gains outweighed the losses.

When he walked out of the wooden shed, Mo Qian suddenly turned back to Duan Tie and said, "Master Duan, although I am already thirty years old, I ...... In fact, there is no wife room yet. So Master Duan said let me go back and ask my 'mother-in-law'...... I'm afraid I'm powerless. After speaking, Mo Qian buried his head and walked outside the blacksmith shop, as for the look on the man's face at this time, I don't know.

Duan Tietou, who left one person, is as big as a fight, this man is good at everything, brave and strategic, and shrewd, otherwise he would not have sat in the position of the Mo family's steward at a young age and mastered the affairs of the entire temple fair. But why is this tendon the only one missing? Is it because the head is facing the wrong direction when he was born, or is it rarely cultivated the day after tomorrow? Duan Tie couldn't figure it out.

Xuanchen, who left the blacksmith shop, deliberately took a detour through the Mo family's compound, looking at the direction of the courtyard wall, the young man thought for a while, but after hesitating for a moment, he still dispelled his thoughts and continued to walk towards the side of the street.

But at this moment, a familiar voice came from behind him, "Brother Xuanchen?"

Xuanchen looked back, and the young man walked towards him, with a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were full of spring breeze.

Xuan Chen clasped his hands and said, "Brother Mo Ling." ”

"I said how when I got up this morning, I saw a group of koi swimming in the lake, and I thought that I must have met with good luck today. Just now I was thinking about it, how can there be no sign after most of the day, and I was suspecting that I was thinking too much, but I didn't expect to run into Brother Xuanchen in a blink of an eye, it seems that my sixth sense is still accurate. Mo Ling smiled and said, "Go in and sit down?" There is a jar of old cloud drunk hidden in my yard, and I have always been reluctant to drink it, if Brother Xuanchen is willing, the two of us can drink happily and rest when we get drunk." ”

Xuanchen is not interested in accompanying him to drink and talk happily now, and said apologetically: "Brother Mo Ling's good intentions Xuanchen understands it, just tell his mother to go back when he comes out, and it's okay to go back later, but if you bring a body of wine back home for your mother to smell, you know, you will inevitably be reprimanded." ”

"Oops, oops, that's a big head. I've been buried in the yard for some years, and I've been trying to pick a good time to dig it out and get rid of it as soon as possible, in case one day someone who doesn't have a long eye finds it when he takes care of the yard, and pokes it to his father...... You don't know, that bullshit discipline hall is not only gloomy and scary, but also stuffy, and it will kill you for a day. Mo Ling patted his forehead and looked sad, and he glanced at Xuanchen through the palm of his hand, "Why don't I go in and ask Qinghan to come out?"

The peak is turning.

Xuan Chen thought about it for a while, and finally felt that it was better not to beat around the bush, so he asked calmly: "These days, is she okay?"

"Uh......" Mo Ling seemed to have something unspeakable, and after thinking about it, he said, "I won't tell you, in fact, I haven't seen Qinghan in the past few days, it's not that I don't care about her, the main thing is that she doesn't see anyone, not to mention us who are brothers, even the second elder couple and them, and she is also closed." Of course, Brother Xuanchen, if you really don't worry about wanting to see her, I can go in and try to report one or two. But if you say it in advance, it's hard to say whether it's going to be successful or not. ”

Xuan Chen's heart tightened, he stepped forward and was almost close to Mo Ling, his face was almost together, and he asked anxiously, "That is the situation is very bad?"

Mo Ling was startled, and he didn't retreat, but said with a bitter face: "It's not all, maybe I was frightened that day, plus the family has been in turmoil recently." You also know that Qinghan is the youngest, and we have been spoiling her since she was a child, which has led to little experience in the world, and now she is suddenly troubled by trivial matters, which is inevitably unguardable. Don't look at her stubbornness on weekdays, as if she is not afraid of heaven and earth, in the final analysis, her mind is still simple. ”

Speaking of this, Mo Ling saw Xuanchen's increasingly heavy face, and immediately stopped dwelling on this matter, "But you don't have to worry too much, when the recent limelight passes, the clouds will naturally open and the moon will bright." Besides, this is not entirely a bad thing, the earlier the experience is the earlier the growth, in our family, and with other families eyeing the environment, living under the protection of the greenhouse is not a long-term solution. ”

Mo Ling's words seemed a bit bitter and realistic, after all, the good medicine was bitter and the truth was nothing more than that. Living in a powerful family, while enjoying the powerful, you must also bear the potential worries and threats brought by the powerful, all of which are double-edged swords, you are admiring one side of the sword sharpening iron like mud like a divine soldier at the same time, you also need to beware of the other side of the sword cold hurt people.

In the past, Mo Ling felt how colorful life was, but now he still thinks so, and he thinks it is. It is said that life is like a play, so where does the script come from? Hehe, I'm afraid of life, compared to the ups and downs in the play, there are only a lot more.

Xuan Chen did not approve or veto, he used to be a genius of the sect and the only son of the patriarch, so he didn't have much feeling about what Mo Ling said. Later, when he came to Yaobei City, he only felt that strength was the foundation of his foothold, so he didn't have much experience of putting himself in the shoes of any family.

Xuan Chen lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head Although Mo Ling said, "I think what you said makes sense, but...... This may not be the case. ”

Not really? That's not all true. Mo Ling didn't understand where the boy's objection came from, but he was about to open his mouth to ask.

The boy didn't give him a chance to speak out, "She's not exactly as indifferent to the family as you think, she just entertains herself." I think there must have been other reasons for her to keep herself in lockdown. ”

Others don't know this, but he Xuanchen is convinced.

"The authorities are fascinated, and the bystanders are clear, maybe you can look at it from a different angle, for example, simply from the perspective of your brother. ”

Mo Ling was speechless for a while, only to see the young man turn around and walk towards the other side of the alley, leaving Mo Ling with an emaciated back and a word of farewell.

"I have the chance, I want to taste your drunkenness, and I hope it will be buried there. ”

Mo Ling couldn't recover for a long time, and when his vision was clear, there was no longer a young man on the other side of the street. Mo Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head, he was actually taught a lesson by a kid who was a few years younger than himself?

"Before you can skim these eight characters, you will take the lead in riding on my head?" Mo Ling shook his head with a wry smile, and when he turned around and walked in the direction of the Mo family's gate, he revealed his hands behind him, and there was a small pool of blood in the palm of his right hand that was bent upward.

On the side of the temple fair, a group of Mu family members in cyan uniforms hurriedly stepped on the second floor of the two-story pavilion at the junction of the Mo family and the Mu family temple fair, pushed open the compartment and saw the seats toppling, broken wood pieces and broken porcelain cups all over the place, full of mess. In the corner of the wall, a disheveled and embarrassed young man sat on the ground, gritting his teeth and looking fierce.