In the blink of an eye, a few days have passed. In the past few days, Mu Changchuan went out early and returned late, Mu Xuyun received the order and led the troops to patrol the border to prevent it, and the Liu family took Mu Hanan and taught her some literacy and hyphenation from time to time, and Mu Zijin was idle at home, except for the practice of martial arts at one o'clock in the morning and one o'clock in the evening every day, he was bored in the room at other times and didn't know what to do, and the days were no different from usual.

On the small streets of the city, several boys dressed in coarse linen gathered together, squatting next to them and poking ant nests with branches.

"Eh, what are you doing here? Have you been asked to inquire about it? A man dressed in red came in and gave a kick to the rising children who were playing with the ant nest.

"Who!?" The boys jumped up and were about to scold, but when they saw the face of the person in front of them, they immediately coaxed down, and looked at the person with a smirk, "It turned out to be Brother Jin?" Hehe, of course everything Brother Jin ordered has been completed. ”

Mu Zijin looked at the person in front of him and frowned, "Hurry up, take me to him." ”

"Oh, yes."

Several people took Mu Zijin through the alley until they came to a very small courtyard, where a few sounds of striking iron could be heard from time to time.

"Brother Jin, that's it." One of them pointed to the courtyard gate and said.

Mu Zijin raised his eyebrows, "Okay, you guys go back first." ”

The boys looked at each other, and finally one of them couldn't hold back and asked, "Brother Jin, what are you looking for such a person?" This person has lived in this small broken yard for several years, and no one is allowed to disturb him except for striking iron all day long. A few surrounding residents couldn't stand the sound of his iron beating before, so they came to the door to theorize, but scolded him with a hammer. ”

"Yes, Brother Jin, this man's temper is notoriously stinky in this area, and he is a madman who strikes iron, what are you looking for him?"

Mu Zijin glanced at a few people, "It's none of your business here, why should you go." He took out a bag of copper coins from his bosom, "Now, these should be regarded as rewards, and it will be hard for you to help me find this person." ”

As soon as the money bag appeared, the eyes of several children instantly turned into star eyes, "Thank you, Brother Jin!" Several people quickly grabbed the bag and ran to other places to share the spoils.

Mu Zijin and the footsteps of a few others went away, and he set his eyes on the courtyard gate, a smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth, and he walked over without knocking on the door, and pushed the door directly.

"Get out! Don't bother me! A middle-aged man's voice came from the room, his tone full of impatience.

Mu Zijin stood in the middle of the courtyard with his hands in his hands and looked at the courtyard slightly. This courtyard is not big, and there are all kinds of materials used for striking iron, and she raised her voice, "I have heard the fame of Master Mo's casting for a long time, so I have come to visit, and by the way, I have come to ask for a weapon." ”

As soon as the sound of the iron stopped, there was silence for a while, and the people in the house finally opened the door.

"It's been a long time since anyone has called it."

When Mu Zijin saw someone come out, he bowed his hand, "Junior, I've seen Master Mo." ”

Master Mo looked him up and down a few times, "I don't sell the weapons I have here, please go back, son." So saying, he turned and went into the room.

"I'm not here to buy your existing weapon, Master, I'm here to ask Master to help me build a weapon."

"Not interested." closed the door while talking, not giving Mu Zijin a chance to continue.

Mu Zijin did not stop him, and said lightly: "Mo Pin, the world's first caster, became famous overnight twenty years ago, and his casting skills are unparalleled in the world, and he was summoned by the emperor to serve as the former caster in the palace. Seven years later, the emperor died, and Master Mo disappeared from everyone's eyes, and I don't know where to go to live in seclusion.

"And Tianbei City is the northernmost city of Chen Kingdom facing the enemy country, and it is also stationed in my Dachen First Army Xiaolin Army, and the people in the city are proud of practicing martial arts, so the casting is developing extremely rapidly. The weapons forged by the blacksmiths here have always been the best in the Quanchen Kingdom, and the blacksmiths are also the best in the Quanchen Kingdom. This place is a paradise coveted by casters everywhere, and countless blacksmiths come one after another to discuss the casters, and even the city has formed a 'Entering the Howling Forest, such as the Emperor of the Middle Emperor's List; Those who can forge tools are like high-ranking officials' ethos. Master Mo doesn't go out of the rivers and lakes, and only Tianbei City can let Master Mo have a stable place for you to concentrate on cultivating your skills. ”

The people in the room still didn't respond, and Mu Zijin didn't care whether he answered or not, and continued, "I also know that Master Mo, you have fought all kinds of weapons all over the world, and ordinary weapons can't get into your eyes, Master Mo. But if it is this weapon, I will ask all the blacksmiths in the city to make it, but no one will be able to make it? ”

Still silent, Mu Zijin frowned, and was about to continue, when the door finally reacted.

"You, come in."

The corners of Mu Zijin's mouth hooked up a triumphant smile, but then he sorted out his expression and stepped into the room.

Master Mo put down the tools for striking iron, leaned against the pillar in the room, held a dagger that had just been beaten out in his hand, and heard people come in, without raising his head, "Bring the drawings." ”

Such a move was already extremely rude, not to mention that Mu Zijin was born as a prince and attached great importance to etiquette, but she was not annoyed, took out a drawing from her arms and handed it over.

Master Mo took the drawing with one hand and glanced at it casually. But then he stood up straight, placed the dagger in his hand on the table, and looked carefully at the drawing in his hand.

On this drawing, it can be said that it is a bronze knife, or it can be said that it is not a bronze knife. In ordinary bronze knives, the back and blade of the knife are all made of a whole curve, but the picture drawn by the boy in front of him is not like this. The blade of the blade on this drawing is a straight line without curvature, and there is a concave section in the front section that is not coherent, making the tip of the knife look like a miniature version of the blade. The back of the tip of the knife is not the same width as the whole blade, the tip of the knife is wider, so that the knife forms a bulge there, but if it is a hook, it is blunt, not sharp. In addition, the handle of the knife with two small protrusions roughly determine the range of the hand, in the middle of the bulge on the handle there are some small patterns, to prevent slipping; There is also a small tip attached to the end of the handle.

Overall, this knife has most of the style and body of a bronze knife, but it is really weird. Master Mo boasted that he had fought thousands of weapons in the world, but he had never seen such a long knife.

Master Mo's eyes condensed slightly, he had been casting a weapon for decades, but this weapon still really stumped him. He didn't dare to underestimate the child in front of him, who was obviously just a teenager, and arched his hand, "Dare to ask the name of the child?" ”

"Mu Zijin."

“... Admire? Are you the little son of the Mu family? ”

Mu Zijin looked at the room full of weapons, nodded, and shook his head again, "Although I am the little son of the Mu family, I am only here in my personal name, Master Mo doesn't have to care about the identity of my Mu family." ”

Master Mo looked him up and down a few times, "Dare to ask Childe, who made this drawing?" ”

"Me."

Master Mo was so shocked that he couldn't hold the drawings in his hand, and when he looked down and saw the drawings fall to the ground, he hurriedly picked them up and slapped the ash on them, "Little boy Mo is not joking?" The little boy is ten years old, how can he draw this kind of drawing? The little boy should have been entrusted by Mu Dashuai to build this instrument for Mu Dashuai. ”

Mu Zijin turned his head to look at Master Mo and said lightly, "The drawings are indeed drawn by me, and I personally designed and made the drawings myself." If Master Mo doesn't believe it, he can go to Mufu and ask my father if he knows about it. ”

Master Mo was dumbfounded, and it was really difficult to react for a while. Mu Zijin was not in a hurry, he walked to the side of the weapon rack and looked at the dagger on it, his eyes were full of appreciation and joy, it was worthy of the weapon created by Master Mo, such a skill, it really lived up to the name of the world's first caster.

For a while, the room fell into an eerie silence, Master Mo was stunned for a while, and finally reacted back, "Little boy, I really want to try this device, so let me leave this drawing." ”

Mu Zijin put down the dagger in his hand and turned to look at him, "Then there is Master Lao Mo." Then he took out a bag of silver taels from his bosom and put it on the table, "Here are fifty taels of silver, and let it be a deposit." If there is any material missing, you can list it, and I will find it for you. There is no need to be stingy with materials, and I will not owe you anything. You tell me an approximate price, and I'll pay you in five days. ”

Master Mo was looking at the drawings over and over again, nodding frequently, and the frenzy in his eyes couldn't be hidden, "Oh, oh, okay, put that and that." But then he reacted back to what he was saying, "You don't need to take any more money, fifty taels of silver is enough." ”

"Oh?" Mu Zijin raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, "Really? ”

Master Mo nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Fifty taels is enough, you brought me such a good drawing and let me build it, this is already a reward." The fifty taels of silver should be regarded as the cost of materials. ”

The corners of Mu Zijin's mouth hooked, with a hint of a smile, and his face, which had been cold, finally smiled genuinely, "Then thank you Master Mo." ”

Master Mo had already begun to search for materials in his small room, and from time to time he would take a piece of material here to weigh it, and take a piece of material there to look through; Flipping through and flicking his sleeves, he opened the door and rushed outside to find materials. Mu Zijin didn't care about him, he looked at the weapons that had been created for the time being, and in the next second, there was a bang, and the door that had just been closed was pushed open all of a sudden, Mu Zijin raised his eyes and looked over, but he was startled, and almost dropped the long sword in his hand to the ground.

Master Mo, who rushed in, was holding a few human bones in his hands!

Mu Zijin was stunned for a moment, but then reacted back; In the previous life, she had seen several reports, saying that the ancient sword refining was the use of natural iron ore, the ore contains copper and other metals, limited by the refining technology can not be fused, after being put into human bones, the phosphorus, calcium and other components in the bones can absorb impurities in the molten iron, which can make the iron more pure, so in the hands of famous ancient refiners, there are generally a few famous weapons added to human bones.

"Little boy, the casting is not so fast, you go back and wait first, and when it is built in the future, I will personally send it to the house." After speaking, he no longer bothered with Mu Zijin. After sorting out the selected materials, he didn't care whether Mu Zijin was still there, and he took care of himself. Mu Zijin saw that Master Mo had been completely immersed in the process of casting, and knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to take care of her now, so he quietly went out of the door, bolted the door for him, and went out over the wall.

Seeing that it was still early, Mu Zijin thought that he hadn't been out of the house for a long time, so he was not in a hurry to go home, so he slipped out of the city gate and went for a walk outside the city, by the way, to see if he could make extra money.