After walking on the village path for a while, Han Hui smiled and said, "Lang Jun, don't blame me." ”

"How is that possible?" Han Rui was calm and smiling: "Anyway, this is the case, no matter how much they doubt it, they can't erase it." ”

"No matter what else you think, I believe in Lang Jun." Han Hui said, as always, to support Han Rui.

"Thank you, Uncle Han." Han Rui said softly, you must know that when he chose to make Quyuan plow, he was originally a good heart, hoping to improve the hard work of the villagers, but now, the results of his hard work have not been correspondingly affirmed.

"Actually, I think the clan elder still believes in Lang Jun." Han Hui said.

Oh, Han Rui is silent, it doesn't matter if he believes it or not, he has already decided in his heart that no matter how painful he is in the future, he will not do such a thankless job.

"Well, and Shichiro." Han Hui said: "He also seems to believe in Lang Jun. ”

"Uncle Qi, people are very kind." Han Rui nodded in acknowledgement.

"It's always been said that Shichiro is a cold-faced and hot-hearted ......." Han Hui smiled: "Of course, if the temper can be changed, it will be even more perfect." ”

Well, Han Rui didn't comment, after all, he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, so he naturally had to express his doubts, uh, it seems, he suddenly understood the thoughts of the villagers.

After a while, when he returned to the mansion and stepped into the threshold, a servant reported and said: "Lang Jun, Shi Cai, Lang Jun of Qian Alang's family, sent someone to send a gift box, saying that it was a gift for Lang Jun." ”

Gift? Coming to his senses, Han Rui happily asked, "Where is it?" ”

"The hall is ......."

On the case, there is a square wooden box, more than three feet long, more than four inches wide, the box is carved with auspicious cloud ornamentation, the whole body is dyed with black lacquer, it looks particularly simple and generous.

Walking into the hall quickly, before coming to the case, Han Rui took a breath gently, stabilized his mind, dismantled the rope of the tethered box, and carefully opened the lid of the box.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Han Rui slowly picked up the long sword, his hand was slightly heavy, he twitched lightly, hissed, faint and low, a blue light shone, the cold light flashed, and the cold air came to his face, making Han Rui subconsciously squint.

"Seven Star Dragon Yuan!" Han Hui, who came in casually, shouted.

Well, Han Rui nodded, happily pulled out the long sword, put the scabbard on the case, and carefully admired the seven-star Longquan sword in his hand, which is worthy of the legendary sword forged by Ou Yezi, the master of the Spring and Autumn Sword Casting......

According to legend, Ou Yezi for the casting of this sword, traveled all over the famous mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, looking for a place that can produce iron Ying, cold springs and bright stones, and finally came to the Qinxi Mountain in Longquan Township, and found that there are seven wells under the two thousand-year-old pine trees, arranged like a Beidou, clear and clear as glass, cold into the bone marrow, is a first-class cold spring, so he chiseled a pond to store water, and began to cast a sword.

After the sword is completed, look down at the sword body, as if climbing the mountain and looking down at the abyss, ethereal and deep as if there is a giant dragon lying down, and the sword body is engraved with the seven-star logo, so it is called the seven-star Longyuan, referred to as the Longyuan sword, but now the Tang Dynasty is established, because of the avoidance of the name of the ancestor Li Yuan, the word Yuan was changed to the word spring, called the seven-star dragon spring.

Looking at the sword, Han Rui was sincerely amazed, stretched out his fingers and stroked the spine of the sword, it was really a bit cold and bone-chilling, smooth and shining, and it could clearly reflect the human figure.

"It should be a fine work." Han Hui smiled and sighed: "San Lang is really willing." ”

"It is said that the Longquan sword is tough and sharp, and the copper is like mud, but I don't know if it's true." Han Rui muttered.

"Of course." Han Hui was very sure, and said with a smile: "Lang Jun doesn't believe it, I can demonstrate." ”

glanced at Han Hui, thinking that he also wanted to watch, and after a moment of appreciation, Han Rui reluctantly returned the sword to the sheath and handed it over.

Receiving the sword with both hands, Han Hui looked at the hall and said with a smile: "It's too restrained here, it's not easy to show, Lang Jun comes with you." ”

The backyard is not like the rich and noble, there are flowers and plants, rockeries, pavilions and pavilions, etc., just a green grass lawn, a few mulberry elms in spring in the corner of the wall, the sun hangs on the treetops, the dense leaves divide the sunlight into countless small pieces, laboriously through the gaps between the branches and leaves, the cool and warm breeze blows slightly, but there is a bit of quiet and elegant.

At this time, Han Hui held the sword in one hand, standing quietly in the lawn, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was recuperating his spirits, the breeze was blowing, and his clothes were fluttering, quite a bit of chivalrous temperament.

Han Rui was a little expectant, and retreated to the edge of the corridor, staring.

For a moment, just listen, choke......

A sharp sound suddenly sounded in the courtyard, echoing far away.

The Seven Star Dragon Spring came out of its sheath and bloomed with brilliant light, Han Hui's figure rose up, his arms trembled in the air, and in an instant, a few sword flowers were rolled up, and a cold breeze swept in, accompanied by his figure, and began a stunning and gorgeous sword dance.

Bursts of sword waves, like autumn water falling into the sky, turned into a boundless galaxy, the three-foot dragon spring swirled and moved in Han Hui's hands, rushing happily, sometimes rushing to the sky, sometimes falling to the ground, sometimes turning into a silver-clothed streamer, and sometimes scattering into a sky full of stars, the light flickered.

Abruptly, the left hand threw out a few things, and the dragon spring in his hand was fast, even slashing with thorns, ding, ding, ding...... There were a few crisp sounds, but seeing Han Hui standing with his hands in his hands, the Seven Star Dragon Spring had already returned to the scabbard silently.

There was a silence, the cheers and applause sounded like thunder, and next to the corridor, Han Rui's face was full of excitement and excitement, and his hands were red, which was not enough to express the emotions in his heart.

Han Hui shook his head lightly and sighed: "I haven't practiced for a long time, but I'm rusty." ”

Han Rui was dumbfounded, and immediately gave a thumbs up in his heart, cow, it's really too good, pretending to be forced, it should be like this.

With a light smile, Han Hui said: "Sure enough, this Longquan sword is really a high-quality product, cast by skilled craftsmen, tough and sharp, rigid and soft, cut to the core, sharpen copper like mud, Lang Jun, please see, six copper coins, five of them are broken in half, only one remains, not the disadvantage of the sword, it is really my skill is unfamiliar." ”

Oh, Han Rui nodded again and again, just looked at the copper coins scattered around, divided into two, bent down and picked up half of the piece, touched the broken mouth, smooth and smooth, without the slightest thorn, half a sound, Han Rui's eyes were full of reverence, and he did not hide the greed in it... Uh, scorching, looking at Han Hui, the purpose was undoubtedly revealed, and he almost didn't kowtow.

Han Hui smiled: "Lang Jun, want to learn?" ”

That is inevitable, Han Rui nodded vigorously, the amplitude was so large, and he was not afraid of spraining his neck.

"This ......." Han Hui seemed to hesitate.