Blacksmith has no other hobbies, doesn't smoke or drink, works diligently, and looks handsome.

But he likes to fight swords.

Every day when he finished his work, when the sun was setting and the moon was dark, he began to light his old furnace and keep making a long sword that looked bronze.

The long sword looks quaint, maybe an old antique, but it has long been smashed by him.

He didn't use a hammer, but a square piece of iron, and tempered it over and over again.

This hobby itself is nothing, but he will fight all night at a time, until ten minutes the next morning, he will not stop, and then continue to sew pots and pans for the neighbors in exchange for some pocket money.

It is rumored that he did not sleep all day and all night, and it is rumored that the ancient bronze sword often emits bursts of extremely strange wails.

This kind of strange thing has attracted a lot of gossip, and some aunts even rumored that he is a man-eating monster.

Because of these, his marriage is clueless.

However, he has always been in harmony with the blacksmith Qian Xiaoqin, a pretty widow at the door, and her daughter Sakurako.

It has always been rumored in the neighborhood that the blacksmith has a leg with Qian Xiaoqin, but whenever someone teases him, he always smiles and does not speak.

After coming and going, everyone became more curious about his story.

It was almost noon on this day, and the pretty widow Qian Xiaoqin walked out of the shop, came to the door of the blacksmith shop, and stuffed a bag of soft China into the man's hand. Flash Dance

"Ling Fei, you take this cigarette."

"Sister-in-law, ...... this?"

"Yesterday, my hometown had a happy event, and they gave it when the account was issued. It's just us in our house, and I'll smoke it for you while I'm thinking about it. ”

"Then I'll give you the money."

"Come on, the two dollars you struck iron are not enough for me to make half a bowl of wontons. I said you, or you will close this blacksmith shop, the income is not high, and you are tired and stinky to death, what are you trying to do? ”

Ling Fei just smiled.

He opened this small blacksmith shop just to understand life and help himself become a god, if it was really to make money, did he still care about his own business?

Qian Xiaoqin naturally didn't know this, seeing that Ling Fei just smiled, she couldn't help rolling her eyes, that touch of charm is all kind, if it were any man, I am afraid that she would lose her mind, and even couldn't help the mania in her heart and pounced.

But for Ling Fei, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, he turned a blind eye, and calmly tore open the cigarette packet and took out a cigarette and lit it.

For his ignorance, Qian Xiaoqin's face showed a trace of resentment.

She looked at the sword in the carbon fire that had already been smashed into shape, and couldn't help frowning and said:

"You're still fighting this sword, do you know it, because of this sword, your reputation has been ruined. Those old ladies call you a man-eating monster. ”

"They say theirs, I do mine, and it has nothing to do with it."

"You, if you're so hard, you'll suffer sooner or later. Beware that you can't get a daughter-in-law in the future. ”

"Don't talk about this, your pot, well, just made up."

Ling Fei carried a small pot of porridge and handed it to Qian Xiaoqin. Qian Xiaoqin gently pushed it away.

"I'll put you here first, I'll get it when I come back, and now I'm going to the farmer's market to batch some goods, and I'm out of material." Sakurako comes back from school at noon, let her order some dumplings for the two of you to eat, don't wait for me. ”

"Hmm. Slow down on the road. ”

Ling Fei took a puff of cigarette and said goodbye to the pretty widow.

Qian Xiaoqin twisted her waist, rode her electric car, and left quickly, the back of the charm still existed, so that several other shop owners couldn't help but take a second look, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Ling Fei finished smoking, threw the cigarette butt into the stove, and began to fight the sword again.

The sword is a good thing, an artifact, a fantian seal. The sword that was beaten was not too bad, the demigod weapon, that's right, it was the Xuanyuan Holy Sword.

Ling Fei asked it to recognize the master, and all the good and bad things were said, but it just didn't stop.

There was no way, Ling Fei could only use the simplest and rude method to beat it hard, and it was beaten day and night!

Because the Xuanyuan Holy Sword is a top-level immortal weapon in the true sense, it is an immortal weapon of the Heavenly Rank Great Perfection, and it is the most likely to step into the artifact.

It has dignity of its own.

But it's a pity that Ling Fei is also stubborn and terrible.

He swore that unless he succeeded in transforming into a god, he would beat the Xuanyuan Holy Sword every day.

After a while, Wanghai No. 7 Middle School on the street was out of school, and a handsome little girl ran over from the school gate.

"Brother Ling Fei, are you fighting a sword again?"

"Hmm."

"Didn't my mom say you?"

"Yes, but she's gone to the farmer's market, let me take care of you at noon."

"Oh, then I want to eat fried instant noodles at noon."

Ling Fei's brows furrowed slightly.

"When I was in school, when I needed nutrition, how could I always eat instant noodles? Besides, if you eat too much, you will be malnourished and your face will be yellow and thin. ”

"I'm not afraid, Miss Ben is naturally beautiful and hard to give up! My classmates all call me Wanghai Seven Little Reba. ”

Ling Fei shook his head.

"Okay, but only once, not next time."

"Oh yes, I love you to death, I'm going to do my homework."

Sakura jumped away, Ling Fei shook his head helplessly, let out a long sigh of relief, and smashed the Fantian Seal on the Xuanyuan Holy Sword, and the Xuanyuan Holy Sword let out a sad wail.

Fantian Seal is an artifact, and it presses the Xuanyuan Holy Sword, and the Xuanyuan Holy Sword can't run if it wants to.

Ling Fei wiped his hands, walked to the wonton restaurant opposite, and entered the kitchen to start cooking.

The way to transform into a god is to feel the life of ordinary human beings, as the so-called extremes of things must be opposed, and the opposite of mortals is the gods.

By feeling the life of mortals, eating and drinking like mortals, earning money and working, and having the same interpersonal .......

Hide your strength, do everything like a mortal, and finally experience the extraordinary as a god from this ordinary life.

In the long run, you will eventually be able to achieve an extraordinary realm of transforming into gods!

Ling Fei had just finished washing the vegetables when there was a commotion outside the door.

"Boss, come out, hurry up."

Ling Fei couldn't help frowning slightly, he walked out of the kitchen and couldn't help but be a little puzzled when he saw a few kids dressed as Kill Matt walk in.

"What? What's up? ”

A few boys walked over, glanced at Ling Fei, and said:

"What? Of course, it's a fee, you should pay your booth fee this month, right? ”

Ling Fei put his hands in his pockets, and said with a cold face:

"Didn't you just hand it over a few days ago? What, here you go again? ”

"Our boss has recently invested in a small business, and his money is a little tight, this is next month, and now he will collect it in advance. Don't talk nonsense, hurry. ”

Ling Fei sneered.

"That's a little money a month. I also let you deduct it, do you want to make a face? If you want money, give you some face, and leave mellowly. ”

"Grass, you dare to let me go?"

Midnight.

(End of chapter)