"Why does it have to be a knife?" Guo Yang asked a little strangely.

"Merchants like swords, Zhou people heavy swords!"

The old man said.

Guo Yang was silent.

It is no secret that most of the recalcitrant people are unwilling. Almost everyone, in their own way, misses the dynasty of the past.

Guo Yang too.

Although he is still young, there are many things that he has not yet figured out. But struggling in the mud all day long, not having enough to eat, not having enough clothes, and being restricted in personal freedom, these are all very direct injuries.

However, he didn't have much affection for his former homeland.

It's not about betrayal.

On the contrary, it is precisely because he loves the homeland that he has never met that he has such complex emotions.

"It's ...... Conspiracy. Guo Yang felt that his tongue was very dry and astringent.

"You're thinking too much." The old man looked at Guo Yang and said lightly.

"Providence cannot be violated. The fortune of the big business has been exhausted, and the Zhou people are bound to govern the country and the country. The so-called homeland is not the reason for the king, nor the reason for the country. The old man got up slowly and looked at the east bank of the river.

There, the slaves toiled as hard as cattle and horses.

"The so-called homeland is only for iQue. Those unwilling princes, how could they have thought about the hardships of the people and the hardships of the crops back then? It's just an attempt to give it a go back and go back to the old ways! ”

The old man's dark face was angular and quite majestic. When he said these words at this moment, his expression was gloomy and endless.

Guo Yang looked at the old man stunned, speechless for a while.

There was some truth, he had vaguely thought. But after all, he is young and has not experienced any storms, so when looking at current affairs, he naturally can't see through it suddenly.

The old man looked at it for a long time, and he was stunned.

"If the words and deeds of the Zhou people are inconsistent, it will still be like this, and it will not last long. However, I gave you Shentie, not to let you be brave. Hello for yourself. ”

The old man suddenly turned his head and said in a stern tone.

"I ......" Guo Yang opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know what to say.

"If you have a heart, every night, come to the small pine hill in the east of the village." After speaking, the old man went straight away, and a load of charcoal was left.

……

Guo Yang went back, carrying a load of good charcoal and a piece of divine iron.

Guo coppersmith glanced at his son, his eyes seemed to casually glance at the load of firewood, and said nothing.

Guo Yang was a little weak-hearted, and he wanted to speak several times, wanting to tell his father about his apprenticeship. But every time the words came to my mouth, I forcibly held back.

The old man should have known Guo Coppersmith, but he mentioned that he only went to Xiaosongqiu in the west of the village every night, obviously because he didn't want others to know.

Guo Yang plans to talk about it after a while, so as not to worry about his father.

It's just that he has to find an opportunity to quietly turn that piece of divine iron into a knife.

This matter is too risky, and if you are not careful, you may have to let your family hang on the flagpole and be dried by the wind.

"Dad, I'm ......" Guo Yang wanted to find a reason to take his father home, so he could secretly build a knife.

Guo Coppersmith took a deep look at his son, and suddenly smiled: "I'm a little tired today, and it's rare to have a day off." Go, give dad a dime of wine. ”

As he spoke, Guo coppersmith took out two shells and handed them to Guo Yang.

Guo Yang took the shell, walked out quickly, and walked towards the wine shop in the east of the village.

……

"Do you really want to take sheep as apprentices?" Guo Yang went out, and Guo Coppersmith said suddenly.

Behind the hut, a person slowly walked out, and it was the old man.

"This sub-weapon. If they are allowed to mingle with the recalcitrant people, they may cause disaster. The old man said indifferently.

"He doesn't know anything." Coppersmith Guo glanced at the old man and said.

"I know." The old man smiled slightly and said, "Then I will do it more and more." ”

Guo coppersmith was silent for a long time.

"Don't worry, I'll only pass on his life-saving skills. No matter how difficult the current situation is, even if you have the intention of retreating, you must first seek self-protection. That's what you taught me back then. The old man said.

"It's been put on hold for a long time, and it's rare that someone still remembers the original intention. He's coming. Guo Coppersmith said indifferently.

The old man flashed and disappeared, and a wisp of residual wind blew a few thatchs on the back window of the hut and shook gently.

"Dad, the wine is here." Guo Yang stepped into the door and said with a smile.

Guo Coppersmith agreed, stepped out of the door, stretched his waist, and said, "The weather is good today, so I will dry the old bones at the door." Familiarize yourself with the recent hammer moves. ”

When Guo Yang heard this, he quickly took out an elm bench and a small table and placed them under the eaves.

Guo Coppersmith sat down steadily and said, "You go to practice, don't disturb me to eat and drink if you have nothing to do." ”

Guo Yang was overjoyed and hurriedly turned around and entered the hut.

He glanced around nervously before shoving the piece of divine iron into the furnace.

The charcoal sent by the old man was really different, and under the fanning of the big bellows of "Bang Dang Dang", the flame directly showed a rare pure blue color.

For the method of smelting and forging, Guo Yang is familiar with the road.

He slowly sprinkled several kinds of ore powder into the fire, and suddenly, the cyan flames in the furnace soared several feet, and a wave of blazing air rushed to his face, and Guo Yang immediately sweated.

The piece of divine iron gradually turned black and red in the fire, and then gradually turned red and black again.

After an hour, the iron was completely red, and the surface appeared to melt.

Guo Yang took out the piece of divine iron, placed it on the anvil, and began to forge it with a "clanging clang".

Clinker, the divine iron has not yet been forged, but the sledgehammer in Guo Yang's hand will soon be unrecognizable.

Guo Yang looked at the copper hammer in his hand and cried bitterly.

Just when Guo Yang was at a loss, Guo coppersmith suddenly spoke: "Three points of hammer, seven points back." Strength vomits, does not hurt. ”

When Guo Yang heard this, his heart moved.

This is the first time he has heard his father talk about this formula, and it doesn't seem to be a simple method of forging a hammer.

He put the piece of divine iron in the fire, calmed his mind, and slowly realized these few mantras, only to feel that the magic is endless.

Three-point hammer, seven-point back, pay attention to the time of transport, soft with rigid, inexhaustible, you must take advantage of the situation to retract, the formation of the next forging.

Slowly experiencing this soft and rigid forging technique, Guo Yang once again took out the piece of divine iron that was already red from the furnace.

"Ding, bell."

"Ding, bell."

Guo Yang gradually adjusted the rhythm, and the kind of stable and long voice that only Guo coppersmith could make slowly appeared.

Guo Yang was pleasantly surprised to find that with his forging method of condensing but not spitting back, the piece of divine iron was slowly flattened, and it had the prototype of a knife.

"Ding, bell."

……

Under the sunset, Guo Coppersmith half-squinted, listening to his son's increasingly familiar forging techniques in the thatched hut, revealing a smile.

The remnant sun was like blood, staining most of the sky red, and those scattered clouds made Guo Tongjiang fascinated and unable to extricate himself.

A dime of wine, he drank it for a whole afternoon.