Iron also needs to be hard.

The lazy monk said that he was just letting Jia Yin pick the sledgehammer, and from morning to night, he had to pick the sledgehammer almost every quarter of an hour.

The hammer is one size bigger than the ordinary blacksmith's, and it is very heavy to start, and it is okay at first, Jia Yin took advantage of the freshness to slam it violently, and gradually became a little tired, and in the afternoon there was a sense of boredom surging from his heart, and he finally stayed up until the end of work, and fell into bed tiredly, and fell asleep in a drowsy manner.

When I woke up the next morning, there was not a single part of my internal organs, six lungs, and a hundred bones in my body that were not sore, and there were seven or eight big blood blisters bulging in my palms and fingers, and Jia Yin almost screamed in pain.

A light cough sounded outside the house, it was the voice of the iron arhat, Jia Yin was a little afraid of this unsmiling master in his heart, so he quickly got up in pain, washed lightly, looked at the bulging blood blisters on his hands, his heart was horizontal, he pinched them one by one with his nails, went back to the room and cut off the belt, and wrapped it on both hands.

Since he came to pick up the sledgehammer, Jia Yin followed the rules of the countryside, calling the lazy monk the master, and the iron arhat as the second master, and the two of them shouted whatever he wanted, but when the small hammer struck, he signaled him to pick the hammer, and there was no other word, good or bad, but Jia Yin was suffocated.

However, Jia Yin didn't have the slightest temper, Qin Yue said that it was a great affection to let him pick up the hammer, how dare he ask for anything else.

The sound of the iron arhat lighting the stove sounded outside, and Jia Yin hurriedly went over and gently pulled the bellows. Tie Luohan's face was expressionless, and he used iron tongs and charcoal, and the fire gradually turned red, and the iron pieces on the fire began to turn from black to red, and finally turned into a red piece.

"Ding."

Tie Luohan's small hammer struck lightly on the anvil, Jia Yin hurriedly got up, sat down on his horse, took a deep breath, raised the hammer high, and slammed it down at the fiery red iron.

"When."

"Ding, bell, ding, ding......" The hammer is struck faster and faster, and the sledgehammer is getting more and more urgent, followed by the falling point of the small hammer.

"Ding."

Tie Luohan's small hammer struck lightly on the anvil, announcing that a round of intense beating was finally over, Jia Yin put down the hammer, and the sweat all over his body suddenly surged, instantly soaking his whole body, followed by a spasm in his stomach, and a vicious breath rushed out of his throat, which was pressed back by him with his mouth pursed.

After tempering it three more times, a burst of fragrance wafted over, and the old man who was cooking carried a large bowl of porridge on the table, and then brought a few bowls of vegetables.

As if smelling the aroma, the lazy monk Shi Shiran came out, filled a bowl of white rice porridge, left the bowl and sucked most of the bowl, and the right hand turned the bowl and sucked it again, and a bowl of porridge was swallowed in two bites. Fill another bowl, poke your feet, hook the stool, sit down and slowly roll up a vegetable cake, and eat it with taste. Seeing that Jia Yin was in a daze, a smile flashed on the lazy monk's face, and he knocked on the edge of the table with chopsticks to signal to eat.

Jia Yin walked over with both hands on his waist, first filled a bowl for Tie Luohan, and then himself, when he used too much force when he hammered, the hand holding the spoon trembled uncontrollably at this time, and spilled it on the hand of the bowl when he made porridge for himself, and the porridge soup quickly seeped into the blood blister, and he grinned so hot that he almost threw the bowl.

He endured the pain and put the bowl on the table, first put his hand to his mouth, sucked the porridge in his hand, and then sat down to eat the bread.

The lazy monk glanced at him, his face was expressionless, and the iron arhat's face was even more ice. The three of them sat and ate without saying a word, Tie Luohan and the lazy monk seemed to have this habit, although Jiayin was not adaptable, but he was clumsy, and he couldn't remember the topic for a while, so he could only stuff himself with porridge sullenly.

After eating, he had to rest, but the work did not stop, and he couldn't do the work such as shoveling the blade line and installing the handle of the knife, so it was naturally his turn to carry charcoal, sprinkle water, change buckets, sweep the floor and other chores.

When the chores were over, the bellows began to pull violently, the flames began to flutter, and the high-intensity work of the day began to come, and the hammers clanged, and there was almost no rest.

Except for the afternoon of the first day, when a knife was almost completed, the lazy monk took the sledgehammer, and the rest of the time was to temper the rough embryo, only a dozen iron lumps were tempered over and over again.

After seven days of sweating and soreness, the soap-colored pants were covered with circles of sweat spots, turning into white lines on a black background, thick and heavy, salty and wet. Jia Yin was shaky when he stood, and he could only lean against the pillar and breathe a sigh of relief.

However, at the end of the day, Tie Luohan's face finally had a smile, and he rarely came over and patted Jia Yin's shoulder and said, "Not bad." ”

Jiayin's tears almost welled up, and he hurriedly raised his head, and the top was a smoky black roof.

"Senior brother, you help him loosen his bones, and then teach him a way to use a hammer."

The lazy monk was holding his legs in the inner room, and was carving complicated cloud patterns on the handle of the knife with a carving knife, and said with a smile: "It's rare, it's rare, it's not easy to spend these seven days, boy, come here." ”

Jia Yin walked into the back room with heavy legs, and then called the master, and felt a flower in front of him, followed by a big hand pressing his shoulder, and the other hand started from the back of the neck and went down, and then pushed up from the tail vertebrae, followed by ribs, shoulder blades, limbs, and finally even the phalanges. Everywhere that hand went, it was cool, and there was no trace of pain in the whole body, and it was very comfortable.

"Comfortable?"

Jiayin nodded.

The lazy monk threw over a small flask and said, "Drink it." ”

Jia Yin opened the lid, smelled it, and a smell of wine mixed with the fragrance of medicinal herbs came to his nose, knowing that it was a good thing, he raised his neck and drank it dry. I felt that the wine was warm and flowing down my throat, circling and circling like a snake in my stomach, gradually dispersing in all directions, following the tendons, soaking through the bones, moistening the muscles, and finally revealing in the epidermis.

A fishy stench filled the air.

The lazy monk waved his sleeves, covered his nose and said, "No wonder Chun Niu said that you are a stinky tiger, go and wash your body and come to me again." ”

Jiayin was embarrassed, hurriedly ran out, and there was an order to use hot water behind him, so he went to the stove to carry a bucket of hot water.

He first rubbed every part of his body with a bath towel, and the thick and fat sludge fell down, rubbing the skin red, white, and then applied it with pancreas, washed it with hot water, and then poured two large buckets of cold water from the head, which was immediately refreshing.

The lazy monk was already waiting for him outside the house, and when he saw that he had cleaned up, he motioned for him to come over and made a pose for him to do so.

Jia Yin saw that his knees were slightly bent, his elbows were slightly bent, his waist was loosened and his hips were tucked, and the whole person was lazy, so he did so and asked, "Master, does this have anything to do with the hammer?" ”

"Of course, this set of exercises, called 'Rolling Thunder Strength', has endless strength after practice, and you will be able to use the hammer much more easily in the future. No more tiredness. ”

The lazy monk began to correct his posture from head to toe, explaining the main points while correcting them, and Jiayin memorized them one by one and acted according to the law. At first, I was very uncomfortable, my feet were sore, my hands were itching, my neck was stiff, and my chest was nauseous.

The lazy monk watched from the sidelines, and saw that his movements were correct, so he taught the method of exhaling and absorbing and practicing the heart formula, and Jia Yin followed the master's teachings, silently reciting the heart formula, and exhaling according to the rules, gradually the discomfort disappeared, and there was no other feeling, and the whole person seemed to be asleep.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the lazy monk.