Xiuzhen had already run into the dense crowd, following the flowing crowd.

The scorching sun is attached to the sky, the clouds are rolling, like the koi swirl devouring, and the time comes to run, and there is also the saying of the change of the monarch and the minister.

Zhou Bing's robe appeared on the stage, wearing a wide collar and tight sleeves, neatly dressed and indeed suspected of supporting sleeves, obviously wearing an official uniform that did not match himself, followed by three retinue of low-ranking corporals.

Xiuzhen saw his Zhou Bingwei and stepped forward to ask for help.

"Zhou Bingwei! Zhou Bingwei?! ”

"Bold? How dare you call our newly appointed Lieutenant Zhou like that? ”

Xiuzhen said differently: "County Lieutenant? Please also ask the county lieutenant to go to the suburbs of Chengjiao quickly, there are bandits rampant there, my master, my master is still there, Xiuzhen begs you to save my master quickly. ”

This week, after looking at the black donkey for a long time, he puffed out his cheeks and pretended to be surprised: "Is this indeed the case?" ”

"Yes, indeed."

This week, Zhi Xin had scruples, but he still ordered his subordinates to go and check.

Xiuzhen didn't ask much about Lieutenant Li, but seeing this person's reaction, Xiuzhen was suspicious, afraid that he had something to do with the bandits on the outskirts of the city, so he didn't say much.

Zhou Zhi deliberately dodged, and Xiuzhen knocked away.

"This official still has to take a step in advance."

Zhou Junwei quickly disappeared into the crowd.

The change of lieutenant in the city not only did not disrupt the order, but also added a lot of stalls selling meat and silk It is very strange, so quickly, at the time of two teas.

The lieutenant actually changed his position, obviously someone had already planned it.

Xiuzhen touched the donkey in disappointment and said, "Donkey! O donkey! I can't trust anyone but you. ”

Xiuzhen walked in the direction of the Zheng family with difficulty, she no longer knew who to trust, and she didn't know where to go, he and the master had planned to go to the Zheng family to eat fast together after seeing Uncle Lao Tong.

She took the last glimmer of hope to go to the Zheng family and waited for the master to return.

The sky is getting darker, people are getting scarcer, and a blacksmith shop is still open, opposite the Zheng family, and the two big red lanterns are clearly written with the word Zheng.

She tied the black donkey to the stone lion, walked to the door of the Zheng family with heavy steps, raised her heavy embroidered hand, knocked on the copper ring on the door, and her entire petite body was attached to the gate and lost her strength.

When––When–when......

A pot of plum blossoms in the corner of the blacksmith shop is particularly nostalgic with the shock of striking iron, and the sparse petals are like inverted umbrellas and rotating spoons.

The fragrance of plum blossoms and the smell of charcoal permeate the blacksmith, making it particularly unique against the background of the blacksmith.

Then Xiuzhen could clearly hear a heavier voice coming from inside.

After a while, the door opened from the inside, Xiuzhen almost fell, and standing in front of Xiuzhen was an old man of seventy or eighty years old, panting for breath, as if he was about to die.

The white head of the pan, tied up with a wooden hairpin, was remarkably plain, and he was dressed in servant clothes.

He frowned and said, "Are you——? ”

"Hold the elephant, the world goes. Fun and bait, passers-by. Below is the Kunguan monk, I heard that you gave alms and fasting, so I came to eat fasting, and I asked for ——。 ”

Clang~

Behind him, the blacksmith fell and hammered, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to hear the Tao Te Ching read by Xiuzhen.

The old lady said again: "Ahem——! Here - don't wait in the afternoon, the female crown should go back, come tomorrow. ”

After speaking, the old man closed the door, and through the door, he could hear the old man's departing footsteps and the sound of coughing.

Continue to strike the iron, bell-bell......

Xiuzhen stood in front of Zheng Zhuan's door for a long time, and could only hear the crisp sound of the blacksmith shop behind her at dusk.

The blacksmith shop is not far away, and Zheng is diagonally opposite the door.

In the low tiled house stood a man who was very much in tune with the house, round after round of iron, and the long tongs were repeatedly flipped and pounded on the iron piers.

The blacksmith behind him said while fighting: "This old man is Zheng Zhuan's master, he is usually very eccentric, he likes to study Taoist law, cultivate immortals and refine pills, so he welcomes and recruits scattered rangers during the day, but in the evening, he is similar to a different person, and he will be coaxed away." ”

Bell - Z - Bell Bell ......

Xiuzhen looks to the sound source~

A man in his early twenties, a slender-black man-like wrestler, with a bare chest and abdomen, a set of cargo pants, a pair of coral shoes, a hammer in his left hand, and a pair of pliers in his right hand.

Under the reflection of the fire, the texture of the muscles is extraordinarily stylish, and the handsome and qualitative face is like a living terracotta army.

Xiuzhen didn't seem to see clearly, or didn't seem to hear clearly, or was attracted by the bronze texture, and walked towards the man by the donkey.

The donkey barks~

Xiuzhen asked in a coquettish voice: "Big brother, are you shirtless, aren't you afraid of getting hot?" ……。 ”

The man packed up his tools and said, "If you have no gold, no silver, and no place to go, you can also stay in my acid blacksmith shop first." ”

Xiuzhen blushed and didn't answer, turned to the black donkey, untied the reins and wanted to leave.

The blacksmith placed the weapon he had built on the prepared rack.

The man striking the iron said, "I have to go home now, and this shop will be open tomorrow morning, so you can stay." ”

The man striking iron was dressed in a formal green shirt and wanted to leave.

Xiuzhen led the donkey to come~

The man striking iron blew out the oil lamp, and was about to extinguish the coal-fired brazier, but it stopped.

Xiuzhen thought to herself: "Let him help me go to the outskirts of the city to see the master, no, no, no, we have never known each other, and we have received such a great favor from him, I can't let him die, what can I do!?" ”

"Hey——, you can't live it? I'm leaving. ”

Xiuzhen touched the brown fur of a big black donkey and said, "Hey-you wait first, I'll borrow a night and leave tomorrow." ”

The iron man said with a dark face: "But I have a request." ”

"What requirements?"

"Dao Kun can know this Tao Te Ching?"

"I know a little bit about it."

"Okay——, someone will come tomorrow, and please ask Aunt Xiaodao to get up early, this donkey can be moved to the backyard, where the iron and stone were originally stored."

Embroidered Zhen kowtow~

The blacksmith came out and brought out the fragrance of plum.

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Xiuzhen entered the house, and the first thing she saw was a pot of plum ...... in the corner.

Xiuzhen was surprised and asked herself: "Didn't Lamei bloom in November?" And can it be planted in a pot? ”

She roasted the fire for a while by the stove that was about to be extinguished, and from time to time she stared at the opposite side for any traces of the master.

Hungry, he took two bites of Lamei, and sent the green plants next to him to the backyard.

Xiuzhen had just fallen asleep when she was awakened by a knock on the door.

Dangdangdang

Xiuzhen was startled, didn't get up, raised her head and shouted towards the door: "It's closed, it's closed." ”

Xiao Daokun is me.

Xiuzhen got up and opened the door.

Squeak~

I saw the black-faced iron-striking man, the black-faced man ushered in, and he came in with a few sweet potatoes in his hand and threw them to the tea house not far away.

Seeing this, Xiuzhen hurriedly closed the wooden door.

The blacksmith lit the oil lamp.

"I saw that you were hungry, so I stole some sweet potatoes in the back land."

The ironman blew the fire, took the iron tool into the furnace, and stirred it a few times.

"It's okay, it's okay, the heat is just right, it's not hot or cold, otherwise it won't taste good when it's baked." ”

The blacksmith wiped the wetness of the sweet potato with the cuffs of the cloth and green coat and threw it into the fire.

"Isn't it - don't you wash it?"

"No, I just washed it with well water."

Xiuzhen was about to pull the bellows next to her, but was stopped.

The black hand grabbed Xiuzhen's jade wrist.

Xiuzhen hurriedly took her hand back shyly.

Xiuzhen's haggard face gradually turned crimson, and surprise shot out of her childlike eyes, but with a suspicious gaze, she looked at this bronzed man in a hurry.

I have many questions, but I don't wait to speak.

"This fire! It can't be big, or it can't be, the skin and meat are not cooked, and if this fire is too big, it will be easy to burn you, just your emitting! Hey, hey, lick it, it's ....... ”

Xiuzhen covered half of her face with blue spots, sorted out the dispersion, and the blush on the other side looked more charming and moving, as if accompanied by a gentle breath, wafting the sweetness of sweet potatoes.

Xiuzhen completely lost her previous domineering this time and became a good cat.

Looking at it, he said, "Dare to ask Childe, what is your name?" ”

"Lao Tie Li Jianlin, I have lived in Shanggu County for ten years, this blacksmith shop was given to me by my uncle, I will go back to my uncle's house to sleep when it gets dark, so who is Kun Dao and why did he come here?"

Xiuzhen Fengchen held his clothes, patted his chest and said: "I am a Kundao monk, I have lived in Kunshan Temple for a long time, my name is Hu Xiuzhen, and Guanyu was destroyed ......." ”

Blacksmith Li questioned and said with a black face: "Hu Xiuzhen? Seems to have heard this name somewhere? ”

"Xiaodao hasn't left Xianguan for more than ten years, how can you know my name?"

Blacksmith Li put on thick iron-striking gloves, took out the roasted sweet potato with ironware, dried it for a while, took off the gloves, picked up the largest one, broke it and blew it, and handed it to Xiuzhen.

Xiuzhen's delicate body sitting: "Wow-it's so fragrant!" Give it to me. ”

Blacksmith Li looked at the plum blossoms that had been raised in the corner before.

"Huh~? What happened to my plum? And why am I missing all the pillars? ”

Xiuzhen replied shyly, swallowed the words of praising the food, blushed, lowered her head, rolled her eyes, chewed the food and just made the Kun robe, such a soft and regretful shyness was indescribable.

Blacksmith Li vaguely heard the donkey barking in the backyard, and his mind was also bright, and he guessed that this plant must have been fed to the donkey.

Putting away the doubts, looking at Xiuzhen, who was eating roasted sweet potatoes, he didn't ask much, and turned to leave.

"Remember, you must get up tomorrow, there are guests who want to pick up the goods."

Lonely night.

The cold wind is blowing in the low-rise blacksmith shop~

I vaguely heard the Kun song sung softly in the night wind, who was reluctant to look back at the top in the rain, and wondered if the most beautiful melody would come.

Perhaps a group of Taoist children singing Kun songs are still swaying and humming in the lonely night, staring at the beauty of the past.

Tonight is lonely, it is a night of crying alone, she hurriedly erected the high window that was closed by the wind, for fear of missing any back, staring at the opposite side of Zheng Leaning in front of the door, looking forward to the figure of the master, her heart was already desolate.

The wind is blowing~

It seems to sound the saddest melody in the world~

"Master~ Xiuzhen misses you so much, I miss my uncles and uncles, I also miss my brothers and sisters, and Kunguan."

Xiuzhen grew up in Kunguan, not half a step away from Kunguan, has long believed that this is home, and has never left the masters, this is also the second time not in the view of the late night, is more lonely than the first time.

Xiuzhen was tired, stared out the window, and fell asleep leaning on the chair.

The sleeves were soaked with saliva.

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It's dawn.

Dangdangdang