Originally, when Qiu Shi saw Xuankong's face, these two people made a move on their own realm, and they were countered, so they asked them to go back first and give them a step, but I didn't expect this kid to be so ignorant, and he also spoke viciously and ridiculed, which naturally made Qiu Shi angry.

"Senior Brother Xun!" The woman in green held Xun Yi, who was dyed in blood-stained plain clothes, and didn't dare to look up to see defeat, so she could only turn her gaze to Yang Fan on the side.

"What, this brother is so angry today, didn't he take some gunpowder...... Well, Master Qiu is in a bad mood, so let's come back another day. Yang Fan was not embarrassed to pestle there, so he played a round field.

"You don't have to pretend. Let's go! Xun Yi said fiercely with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Thank you, Childe." Qian Yi helped Xun Yi and walked outside the wooden door. Xun Yi held on to the wooden door, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, before he finished pretending to be forced, he wanted to bully the weak, but he was subdued by Yang Fan's move, and his eyes were naturally full of killing intent. Big husband, why not fight!

"If they don't fight, I'll give you a fight."

Yang Fan may have felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, and wanted to leave, but found that his knife was really not very useful, so he followed the defeat into the house.

Lao Qiu frowned, walked to a stone wall, and flipped the switch. The stone gate opened suddenly, and slowly entered the stone gate.

His voice came from inside the passage, with some emotion.

"When you are old, but you will never forget the wounded places."

Yang Fan followed, Shi Dao saw the wideness alone, seeking defeat in front, and Yang Fan in the back. "I swore to bury this place forever."

The stone path is not long, and soon you reach the exit. Seeking defeat lit three sticks of incense and pasted them on his forehead. Elbows prop up crutches. The action is religious. For a crippled man, it is a dilemma for him to burn incense and kowtow. He inserted three sticks of incense on the dusty incense case.

Two candles were lit. All kinds of swords hung on the four walls, all of which were sealed in the dust.

"You can take the knife. But I have to listen to the story I'm going to tell next. ”

Regardless of whether Yang Fan agrees or disagrees, he begins to tell the story, for some reason, once he is old, he always likes to tell stories. Yang Fan looked at the swords around him and listened quietly.

"Twenty years ago, there were two buddies. That's right, two iron buddies. Play together from childhood to adulthood. ”

"Until one day, hunting in the mountains. The younger one was in danger, and in order to save him, the older one did not hesitate to reach out to the rescue, but both of them fell under the cliff. But fortunately, neither of them died. ”

The story is told in great detail, and there is no need to guess, the lame uncle is one of them.

Later, the two were rescued by an old swordsman passing by. The old swordsman said that he was destined for us, and he was just going to accept an apprentice. But only one of us can be accepted. ”

"And then you turned around?" Yang Fan took advantage of the lame uncle's sigh and interjected. Since there was no stone pier here except for the incense case, he could only stand.

"How can I be, I thought about it. I'm not that smart, I'm older, and my understanding is not as good as my younger brother. Just quit it. As a result, he became the swordsman's apprentice. Walking the rivers and lakes, I returned to a small town in the north. ”

"Yes. Looks like a perfect ending. ”

"yes, if the story is like this, it would indeed be a perfect ending."

"Just the night before leaving, a variable happened, and the old swordsman suddenly asked me, do you regret it? Do you regret giving up your chances to someone else? To say that you don't regret it is pure nonsense. It was amazing to see that old swordsman flying in the air that day. The lame man paused for a moment, "I thought so, but I quickly recognized myself and said I didn't regret it." As a result, the two of them just left. ”

"I thought, my little brother is a swordsman, and if we meet in the future, I will always give him something. After thinking about it, I also had to learn a craft, so I worshipped an old swordsman to learn to cast swords. Whether it's a sword or a sword, it's very bitter. The apprentice was an apprentice for three years, before he had the opportunity to try to play a sword, the first sword was not cast, the master died, his family has been a craftsman for generations, in order to repay the kindness, before the master died, I promised him to serve in the foundry bureau for the master's son. I've done a lot of embroidered spring knives like you. ”

Yang Fan was stunned, it turned out that the old man also knew the reason for this knife, no wonder he was so emotional at the beginning.

"In the future, every three years, I will fight a sword, forge a knife, and wait for my old friend to come back, which can be regarded as a kind of hope. Later, after a long time, it became a habit. Until ten years ago, when I had just come out of the foundry, it was a very snowy night. I bought two taels of pig's head meat and a pot of wine. When I returned to the house where I lived, I saw that the lights were on. ”

"He's back. He said he had encountered a bottleneck and came back to me to catch up. Naturally, I was happy and drank with him all night. After three rounds of drinking, my drinking volume was not as good as his, so I pulled him to look at the sword that had been forged for him for more than ten years. I introduced him to him, expecting him to be pleased, but at the end of the day, the sword he had seen and the sword I was most proud of, plunged into my thigh.

I was surprised why this old friend, who had been reunited for a long time, had become unrecognizable. The same goes for the gray hair on his sideburns, much more. I asked him why. ”

"He told me that his master told him that the bottleneck had been broken and that he had no distractions. He always felt guilty when he thought that I had fulfilled him in the first place, and the more guilty he was, the more he couldn't let go, so he had to kill me to be free. I laughed, laughed and looked up to the sky and shouted, I regret it.

Yes, I regret it. That night, the old swordsman told me that he actually wanted to take me as an apprentice, but he didn't expect me to quit. ”

"The result?"

"As a result, my leg was useless and he died. Died at the hands of the old swordsman. ”

"What about the old swordsman?"

"When the old swordsman ran out of oil, he was killed by me."

The story is clear at this point. After listening to this, Yang Fan said: "When the old swordsman ran out of oil, he knew that his apprentice's mental skills were no longer correct, so he came up with this trick to test him." ”

"Yes, he thought so, but he didn't expect that I would kill him. Until he died, he looked at me in amazement. There is no way, he killed my little brother, if I don't kill him, I can't pass this level in my own heart. ”

"You pick a handful and let's go."

"Why?"

"Why are you telling me this?"

Qiu Shi raised his head and said with a smile: "You, not Jinyiwei." This embroidered spring knife, his number, maybe you don't know, but I know whose it is. I am the forger of this knife. Zhang Yao is dead, you still have his knife, and you are reluctant to return to the furnace, so I agreed to let you in and listen to my story. Take your pick, don't wait for me to regret it. ”

Yang Fan looked for a week, looked at the handle, and still took the knife off the wall.

"It's called Holly." (To be continued......)