In the birch forest, the piano music is melodious and tactful.

Wen Xun'er's jade fingers flew on the strings, plucking the palace signs. The music is beautiful, the people are even more beautiful, although Jiang Lan is intoxicated with the music, his eyes have never left Wen Xun'er for a moment.

After a while, the song ended.

"Miss Xun'er has exquisite piano skills, although Xiaosheng is not proficient in music, but it seems that in this piano music, there is a yellow warbler, flying in the forest."

Wen Xun'er was surprised when she heard this: "Childe...... The bird in my song is not a yellow warbler, but a wild goose...... Everyone in the world says that this wild goose is a bird of faith, but few people know that the wild goose can be martyred for his spouse - the most chaste in the world is nothing more than this. Wen Xun'er said, and there was a faint sadness between her eyebrows, as if she was mourning for Na Hongyan.

"Xun'er Girl......"

Jiang Lan was about to persuade him, but he suddenly heard Wen Xun'er interrupt with a smile: "I'm fine, Jiang Gongzi." It is inevitable that the daughter's family will be a little sentimental," Wen Xun'er said here, and at the same time, her face was a little red: "Childe, in the future, you can just call me Xun'er......"

"Hey, Xun'er!"

"Lan ......"

Looking at Wen Xun'er's delicate appearance, Jiang Lan couldn't help but grab the beauty's slender waist and hug her into his arms. Wen Xun'er's face turned a little redder, but she did not resist. Seeing this, Jiang Lan was even more unscrupulous, he raised his hand to support Wen Xun'er's chin, and at the same time leaned his face over.

Seeing that Jiang Lan was about to taste his lips, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps in the distance, and at the same time, a childish voice came: "Sister, I'm dying of hunger!" You run out early in the morning to play the piano, and you don't cook for anyone...... Uh......"

Jiang Lan hurriedly turned around, only to see that the person who came was Wen Xun'er's sister, Wen Yu'er. He quickly let go of his hands and took two steps back at the same time.

Wen Xun'er was also embarrassed, but she pretended to be fine, and asked Wen Yu'er: "You little girl, why did you wake up so early today?" Isn't it necessary to sleep until the sun is three poles on weekdays! ”

Wen Yu'er saw that her sister was reprimanded, and she was not aggrieved, but showed a wicked smile on her face: "People were woken up by the sound of your piano!" It's you, sister, who don't cook in the morning, so you came to have a tryst with your big brother...... I guess, this is my future brother-in-law? Wen Yu'er approached the two of them, looking Jiang Lan up and down with a pair of big eyes.

Because Jiang Lan pretended to be ugly before, but this time he didn't change his disguise. Wen Yu'er only felt that the big brother in front of her was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

"What brother-in-law...... You stinky girl, dare to talk nonsense, be careful that I hit you......" Wen Xun'er scolded her sister, and glanced at Jiang Lan at the same time, only to see that she was looking at her with a satisfied expression, as if she agreed with the "brother-in-law" very much, Wen Xun'er saw that her tone was getting weaker and weaker.

"Yo yo! Sister, your expression betrayed you...... Forget it, I won't tease you! Daddy is also waiting for dinner, so go back and get some food. Wen Yu'er said that, and ran away in a hurry.

Wen Xun'er sighed lightly, and then turned her head to look at Jiang Lan: "Lan, you haven't had breakfast either, why don't you ......?"

"Okay!" Before Wen Xun'er finished speaking, Jiang Lan agreed.

……

In the western suburbs of Yinping, inside the Wen family's house.

At this moment, there is an old man and a young man sitting opposite each other and drinking tea. The fragrance of tea in the house was overflowing, and the two were chatting about something in the fragrance of tea.

"I didn't expect that Jiang Gongzi was young, but he was the general of the greedy wolf army. It's really young and promising, haha. Old Man Wen took a sip of tea and said proudly.

"The old gentleman has won the prize." Jiang Lan replied with a dry smile, his face slightly embarrassed.

Just now he entered the house with Wen Xun'er, and Wen Laohan saw that Wen Xun'er had brought a man back, and he was in a hurry. He picked up the wooden stick directly from the wall, and was about to teach Jiang Lan a lesson.

Fortunately, Wen Xun'er stopped her in time, and she told Wen Laohan about Jiang Lan saving herself, which resolved the misunderstanding.

Wen Laohan heard that he almost beat his benefactor, and his old face turned red. He hurriedly invited Jiang Lan into the house and made tea to apologize. Jiang Lan was also stunned by the changes before and after, and he didn't know what to say.

"Daddy, the meal is ready." The door was pushed open, but it was Wen Yu'er who came in. The little girl seemed to be hungry, and as soon as she entered the door, she grabbed Wen Laohan's arm, "Daddy, let's go eat." ”

"Hehe, Jiang Gongzi, look at this child in my family." Wen Laohan smiled dotingly, stroked Wen Yu'er's little brain, and then looked at Jiang Lan, "Since the food is ready." If you don't dislike it, let's eat some together! ”

"Oh, uh-well, that's a lot of bothering."

The three of them went out of the house and came to another thatched hut. As soon as you enter the room, there is a round wooden table, which is not large, but it is full of all kinds of dishes.

Most of the dishes on the table are farmhouse vegetables, which look attractive in color and smell fragrant, which makes the people next to them very appetizing.

"Young Master Jiang, please take a seat."

A small table, four wooden stools, four people sit in turn as the guest of honor.

Wen Laohan picked up the chopsticks and greeted Jiang Lan: "This table of meals is all made by the little girl to thank Jiang Gongzi, and I hope that Gongzi will not be polite." ”

"Well, good! There are Mr. Rowwen and Miss Wen. Jiang Lan also picked up the chopsticks as he spoke.

Although the food was good, it couldn't attract Jiang Lan's interest. At this time, he had already focused most of his attention on the beautiful woman opposite.

Although Wen Xun'er was eating her own food, her eyes swept to Jiang Lan's side from time to time, but as soon as she looked at him, she immediately looked away and looked away.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan couldn't help but feel excited. Speaking of which, he and Wen Xun'er have only met a few times, but in his heart, he has already planned for decades after being with her - this is probably the so-called love at first sight, right?

Half an hour after a meal, but his mind was almost over in his mind......

After the meal, Wen Laohan called Jiang Lan out of the house, saying that he was going to take him to a place. Jiang Lan looked at his mysterious appearance, and was also very curious in his heart, so he followed.

There is a small road behind the courtyard of the Wen family, which leads directly to the back mountain, Jiang Lan followed behind the old man Wen and slowly walked up the road. Walked for about two quarters of an hour to the top of the mountain.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Jiang Lan saw a thatched house that was the same as the one under the mountain, and there was a large calciner next to the thatched house—this should be the place where Wen Laohan usually forged his blades.

"This is it," although Old Man Wen has a good physique, he is also an elderly person after all, he gasped for breath before continuing, "The day before yesterday, you came to the old man to ask for a knife with makeup and disguise. The old man saw that you looked frivolous and did not look like a good person, and he was afraid that this matter would be known to the court, so he did not agree to you......"

When Wen Laohan said this, he changed his words: "In his early years, the old man cast a blade in the ordnance prison of the capital. Although he is now resting, in order to make a living, he often forges some blades here, and the blades sold by the money shopkeeper in the city are from the hands of the old man. ”

Jiang Lan took a closer look, the furnace was made of green bricks and clay, the mouth of the furnace was blackened, and there were anvils, sledgehammers, tongs and other tools on the side of the furnace.

"Jiang Gongzi, come in with me."

Jiang Lan followed the old man into the house, and as soon as he pushed the door, Jiang Lan saw that the room was full of all kinds of blades. What swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, all kinds of blades are placed all over the room.

Jiang Lan's gaze didn't stop in the room full of blades, his attention had already been attracted by something in the center of the room—it was a long knife, a ring-headed knife to be exact!

The knife is about seven feet long, dark throughout, and the handle is more than two feet. The handle is wrapped with python skin, and the two ends of the python skin are wound with fine silk gold threads. The head of the sword has a half-round ring, like a slanting moon. Where the handle of the knife is connected to the blade, there is a gauntlet with the head of a beast, which looks like a dragon and a wolf, but it is a jaw! The blade is as black as ink, and the whole body is long and straight, with only a slight arc at the tip of the knife.

"Good knives!"

Jiang Lan couldn't help but admire, although he hadn't touched it, but seeing the edge of the blade exploding on the pitch-black knife body, he knew that this knife was extraordinary.

Wen Laohan stretched out his right hand and picked up the knife and stood in front of him. He stretched out the two fingers of his left hand and flicked the blade lightly.

"Ding-" a chirp, crisp and long.

He slowly lowered the knife, held the knife horizontally in one hand in front of his chest, and said slowly: "This knife is called 'Chopping Wind', the knife is seven feet long, weighs twelve catties and four taels, and was cast by the ancestors before their deaths. The blade is made of 100 steels for the bone, the dark iron is the clothing, and the double-layer texture makes it rigid and not easy to break, and the toughness and hardness are rare in the world! ”

After saying that, the old man handed the knife to Jiang Lan with both hands, and Jiang Lan also stretched out his hands to take it.

"Jiang Gongzi can use knives, right? After the knife was cast, no one had used it. Can you use it to show the old man how the knife dances? ”

"The younger generation can't ask for it!"

The two came to the door, Jiang Lan holding a long knife in both hands. Under the sun, the edge is more prosperous! He looked at the edge of the blade, and a chill came out of it.

He held the hilt of the knife in one hand and held it across his chest.

Jiang Lan's master is known for his sword skills and bow skills, and Jiang Lan is also the same. And the knife technique he learned also requires a long knife to exert its power.

I saw that he suddenly changed from holding a knife in one hand to holding a knife in two hands, and the tip of the knife went from the top right to the bottom left, and slashed down. Fang Yi slashed, but raised the knife again, slashing from the top left to the bottom right. Two actions in a row, flowing smoothly, in one go. Daoguang also drew a diagonal cross perfectly in front of him.

But this was just the beginning, Jiang Lan held a knife in front of him and slashed diagonally, vertically, and upward. With each swing, the pace of your feet also matches.

Chopping, chopping, teasing, dialing, racking, piercing, picking, a set of moves is getting faster and faster. When he got to the back, he couldn't see the location of the knife clearly, and he could only see him working in the wind.

"Good! Good...... Skill! "Wen Laohan is a forger and doesn't know martial arts, he only thinks that Jiang Lan's posture of swinging the knife looks very good, and it seems to be very powerful, "Jiang Gongzi, cutting the wind is in your hands, and it is not an insult to the master's skills!" This knife...... The old man will give it to you! One is to repay the kindness to the little girl, and the other is that this knife can exert its power in your hands. ”

Hearing what Old Man Wen said, Jiang Lan was very happy, but after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. He clasped his fists at Old Man Wen and saluted: "Mr. Wen's kindness is appreciated by the younger generation. It's just that the younger generation really doesn't want to get this knife empty-handed. If the old gentleman did not object, the younger generation would buy this knife with a lot of money, as he said at the beginning. ”

"This can't be done, how can the old man ......?"

"The old gentleman doesn't have to shirk it, the younger generation really wants to buy this knife. Empty hands are not willing to be used by younger generations. ”

"Ugh." Seeing Jiang Lan so insistent, Old Man Wen also sighed, "That's it, since you want to buy it, then sell it to you." It's just that a lot of money is really unacceptable, so you just give a few big bucks just to mean it. ”