In Yangzhou City, there are not many people who can forge swords. Even fewer have well-forged swords. The old boxer said that this swordsmith is also from the north. When he was old, he wandered back to his hometown and lived in peace.

There is no sign at the door, only a holly tree, hidden by the low wall, not tall, but very beautiful. Yang Fan thanked the old boxer who led the way, but the old man said that he and he didn't agree with him, and if they went in together, nine out of nine would be blasted out. also reminded Yang Fan that it was best not to mention his name.

Since there is no harmony, he still introduces the business like this, and it seems that the owner of this house has some relationship with him before.

The courtyard was empty.

"Anyone?"

Yang Fan knocked lightly on the wooden door, the door opened by itself, and he walked forward.

"Is there anyone here?"

"Who are you looking for?"

Suddenly, a voice came from one side. Yang Fan looked sideways, and a white-haired old man was on crutches and was looking at him vigilantly. The old man was blind in one eye, covered with an eyepatch, and looked a little scary.

Yang Fan looked down again, and the old man's right leg was also missing, dangling there empty.

"May I ask you to be the master?"

"I'm seeking defeat." The old man's voice was as steady as a bell, "Who are you?" ”

There is no one with this name. Yang Fan handed over the embroidered spring knife in his hand, "The mouth is missing." Can it be repaired? ”

This knife was somewhat deformed by the original Ziyang Old Dao, and Yang Fan always wanted to repair it.

"Knife repair?" The old man raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly. Some of them let go of the crutches with one hand, took the handle of the knife in Yang Fan's hand, and pulled it out.

"The blade has been sharpened before, and the later opening is Hu Lai. A good knife is so ruined, what else can be repaired? He threw the knife on the ground and said in disgust, "I don't even cherish my own sword." What's the use of repairing him? Let's go, no matter who introduced you, don't come in the future. ”

Yang Fan picked up the knife, indeed, this knife was a little embarrassed by him, "If it can't be repaired, forget it." ”

"It's not that it's not fixed. It's also garbage if it's repaired. ”

Yang Fan just turned around, and the hand that touched the deadbolt stopped, "If it's a new knife, it won't come." There were too many things to do, and the knife was broken. ”

The old man pulled his lips, feeling that what Yang Fan said was not unreasonable, and the gap didn't look like he was bored to see a stone or something, so he said: "You can't repair it, but you can recast it." ”

"Then don't. Reforged. Is that still the original it? Remember. Perhaps, there will not be many opportunities to use it in the future. ”

"I can make the exact same." Qiu Xue said tentatively.

The wooden door was pushed open, and Yang Fan said with a smile: "It's not that I can't trust you, seniors, there is really no need to recast." ”

"Is that you?"

A couple of men and women outside the door looked at Yang Fan in surprise. Yang Fan smiled and said, "Please." ”

The man in white glanced into the courtyard, and stood forward a little arrogantly, blocking Yang Fan's way.

"Say it. What an attempt. From the wine stall to the sword house, it is all ghostly. Do you have an intention for my junior sister? ”

The woman in green grabbed the corner of the man's clothes and said softly, "Senior brother." ”

Seeing the persuasive expression on his sister's face, the man in white was disgusted, and even wanted to beat this countryman to the ground. It's like a bull in heat, when he sees a cow on the side, he has to fight with other bulls. It's a nature. A man's nature.

"You two ......"

The man in white clasped his fists and saluted, "Ask Master, this time I have come to ask the master to cast a sword on the order of the Master Xuankong." ”

"Xuankong?"

The man in white frowned, as if he had some opinion about the lame man in front of him calling him by his master's name. However, in order to show his self-cultivation, he bowed and said, "Exactly." ”

"The master told me to come and forge weapons. I also hope that the master will give the master a thin noodle. "That's it, humility. At least, that's what the man himself thought, and suddenly saw Yang Fan standing aside, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Forged swords?"

"It's two swords, and the master said that it was hard to ask the master to reopen the furnace. This time, Xun Yi specially prepared a lot of rare ore, if the master succeeded in casting the sword, it would be a supreme product. The man in white looked sideways and saw that Yang Fan was still "smiling", and he was angry, "As for this bastard thing, let me teach him a lesson." ”

Xun Yi's face froze, he had already wanted to teach this short-sighted thing a lesson, and the sword in his hand was withdrawn, and a bright light crossed the air.

The magnified light in Yang Fan's pupils flashed, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand was still sharp. The strength in his hand was a little greater, the knife resisted the sword handed over, and he sent the sword back at once, and said with a smile: "Brother Tai is impulsive, stand firm!" ”

"Hmph." Xun Yi didn't expect Yang Fan's speed to be even faster than him.

He took it as soon as he took it, and the sword in his hand swept towards Yang Fan like a rain of flowers. "I've got some skills."

Yang Fan spun his left foot, tapped the bluestone slab, volleyed with one foot, and gently brushed his clothes under the sweep of the long sword.

"The sword points to the country!"

Xun Yi's sword momentum together, forced Yang Fan directly to the corner, and there was a faint light sound.

"Pointing out the country? Brother's tone is inevitably too big! Yang Fan's knife, after being handed out, was like a very ordinary stick, and it slapped directly on the sword.

Bite!

The long sword, which was originally powerful, seemed to tremble, and the high-pitched light roar became weak. Xun Yi looked at Yang Fan's eyes, but at that moment, there was a throbbing feeling.

Zheng!

The long sword that was entangled by the dragon snake was directly ripped off, like an arrow off the bow, and flew out. Holly leaves fall. On the white wall of the small courtyard, the long sword was nailed to the top.

Xun Yi's lips trembled slightly, his eyes were jealous, and he said slowly: "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

Yang Fan smiled coldly and put the knife into the scabbard, "You people, can you only know how to respect others if you taste a little bitterness?" ”

The leaves swept into the corners with the wind, making a rustling sound on the bluestone slabs.

"Get out."

The eyes of defeat were always staring at Yang Fan, Xun Yi could feel the gloom in his eyes, thinking that it was for the sake of his master's face, and this sword-forging senior wanted to speak for himself.

"Haven't you heard what Master Qiu said? Don't get out yet! Xun Yi suddenly felt refreshed, like a bull in heat defeating his opponent, and behind him was the cow he loved.

Turning his gaze to defeat, how could there be anything shameless in the world, and said coldly: "It's the two of you, go out." The sword is no longer made! ”

The woman in green turned pale, and subconsciously snuggled up to Xun Yi's side, not daring to speak.

"That's what the seniors said."

"Get out. Don't make me say it a second time. "Seeking defeat, holding on to the crutches, went inside.

"Asking for a master is inevitably too famous, and he is pretentious." Xun Yi's face was gloomy, and regardless of the pull of the woman in green, he stepped forward and straightened up his bamboo figure.

Syllable!

The crutch stabbed Xun Yi directly in the abdomen, "Give a shameless thing!" (To be continued......)