"Yan Gongzi, please come here, I don't know what you are doing?" Bu Yunfei asked.

Up to now, Bu Yunfei is convinced that the so-called wrought iron candlestick is just a pretext! Three days ago, Zhang Tongyou wanted to put Bu Yunfei to death, but now, Bu Yunfei has fallen into the hands of Yan Quanming again, but I am afraid that there will be no return!

But I heard Yan Quanming arch his hand and say: "Mr. Bu sighed at the door, I want to come and give advice to the song played by the students!" ”

"I don't dare to advise. Yan Gongzi's piano skills are high, which is impressive! This song is eighteen beats, Yan Gongzi has all the mysteries, the sound of the piano is desolate and simple, even if Cai Wenji is reincarnated, it is nothing more than that! Bu was about to go to Fanbang, listening to the sound of Yan Gongzi's piano, he felt something, and he took the liberty of disturbing Yan Gongzi for a while! Bu Yunfei had to barely cope.

Bu Yunfei's words are not a compliment, that Yan Quanming is indeed the true meaning of Hu Ji's eighteen beats, the unity of the human piano and the artistic conception are lofty.

As the name suggests, the eighteen beats of Hu Ji were originally played by Hu Ren's musical instrument, Hu Ji, and the Hu Ji tone is desolate and desolate, as the so-called "Hu Ji sound is the saddest, and the purple-haired and green-eyed Hu people blow." Blowing a song is still over, worrying about Loulan's conquest of people! "It fits in with the mood of this piece. But Yan Quanming played this piece with the guqin, and its artistic conception was desolate and vast, not inferior to the tune played by Hu Ji! Being able to do this step is of course Yan Quanming's superb piano skills, but the most important thing is that he is born from the heart!

Deep in Yan Quanming's heart, if there is no kind of sorrow that breaks his liver and intestines, no matter how superb his piano skills are, he will not be able to play such an artistic conception!

However, Yan Quanming has no reason to break his liver and intestines!

He is the son of Taishou, who grew up in wealth since he was a child, in Changshan City, he wants to be windy and rainy, where has he experienced life and death. Moreover, Tantra is mysterious and vicious, and it has nothing to do with the eighteen beats of the Hu Ji!

However, Yan Quanming's piano sound clearly exposed his heart!

A person can hide his mood with words and expressions, but he must not hide his mood with the sound of the piano!

"Mr. Bu is overrated!" Yan Quanming shook his head and said, "This eighteen beats of Hu Ji has just been learned by the students. Don't hide Mr. Bu, the student traveled to Mobei a few days ago, met a Hui Hui troubadour, he gave me a piano score, which has this song, the student saw this Hu Ji eighteen beats, and couldn't put it down, the day before yesterday just returned to Changshan, I practiced, this has been practiced for three days, and I am still very alive! ”

Bu Yunfei's heart moved, and he asked, "Yan Gongzi only returned to Changshan the day before yesterday?" ”

"Exactly!"

"Before this, Yan Gongzi was not in Baolun Temple?"

"Of course! Half a month ago, I was ordered by my father to go back to Huifu, why did Mr. Bu ask this? ”

"It's just a question! I mean, in such a quiet study Zen realm, Yan Gongzi is not there, if no one takes care of it, it will be a pity to be dilapidated. Bu Yunfei hurriedly prevaricated.

If Yan Quanming had only returned to Baolun Temple the day before yesterday, he would not have participated in the bloody mandala five days ago.

Yan Quanming said with a smile: "When I left Changshan, I asked my cousin Zhang Tongyou to help take care of it, Tongyou was very dedicated, and cleaned this Baolun Temple spotlessly, I went for half a month, and when I came back, it was even more neat than when I left." I was about to thank him, but he went to Fanyang again in the past few days, and I haven't met him yet. ”

Bu Yunfei exhaled lightly.

It turned out that on the night of five days ago, Zhang Tongyou and the monk Na Bukong were doing mandalas here, and Yan Quanming was not there!

Look at what it means, he doesn't know about that bloody mandala!

If that's the case, everything is well explained.

Zhang Tongyou and Bukong took advantage of Yan Quanming's absence to secretly turn this place into a mandala dojo, and when the matter was done, they cleaned up this place again. Therefore, when Bu Yunfei came to Baolun Temple again, he saw a pure and elegant paradise.

Yan Quanming's bearing is elegant, and he doesn't match the bloody mandala at all. From this point of view, this Yan Quanming has nothing to do with Tantra, it was Zhang Tongyou who did it behind his back. And Yan Quanying was also covering for Zhang Tongyou, keeping her own brother in the dark.

Even, it is very likely that Yan Quanming's father, Yan Gaoqing, did not know about the tantric mandala. Yan Gaoqing should have a lot of trust in this son, from Yan Quanming's words, Bu Yunfei judged that Yan Quanming went to Huifu on the order of Yan Gaoqing, and went to do an important matter, this matter is very secret, Yan Quanming said half of the words, and immediately stopped. If Yan Gaoqing has dealings with Tantra, he should not hide it from Yan Quanming.

If this is the case, Zhang Tongyou is now going to Fanyang, and Yan Quanming has no knowledge about the mandala, so there should be no threat to Bu Yunfei.

Bu Yunfei breathed a sigh of relief, and arched his hand and said: "I heard Cao Joinjun say that Lord Taishou's mother is sixty years old, and she wants to build a pair of iron candlesticks. Bu is favored by Lord Yan, and he will naturally do his best! ”

Yan Quanming smiled faintly: "This iron candlestick is just a folk vessel, how dare you bother a master like Mr. Bu!" ”

Bu Yunfei nodded secretly, the dignified Changshan is too guarded, how can he bother the people around the princess just for a pair of iron candlesticks!

"Please Yan Gongzi speak clearly!"

Yan Quanming got up, picked out a book from the shelf, returned to the desk and sat down, spread out the book, took out a piece of paper, and handed it to Bu Yunfei.

Bu Yunfei stretched out his hand to pick it up, and Yan Quanming retracted his hand again: "Mr. Bu saw the things on it, please keep your mouth shut, and when you see the people around the princess, don't say it lightly." ”

Bu Yunfei nodded: "Since it is entrusted by Lord Taishou, Bu will naturally abide by it." ”

Yan Quanming handed over the paper.

Bu Yunfei spread out the paper, looked at it fixedly, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

On the paper is a drawing of a short knife!

It is the so-called "Cattle Slaughtering Knife" that Fang Ruoxu was entrusted by Hu Shuichao not long ago, of course, its real name is the Western Regions Sleeve Thorn!

"My father loves knives, and I got this pattern from a merchant in the Western Regions a few days ago, and I can't put it down, hoping to build one." Yan Quanming said: "It's just that this knife is called the Western Regions Sleeve Thorn, which is a forbidden thing, and it is inconvenient for my father to publicize it, and this sleeve thorn needs to be sharpened like clay, which is interesting, Mr. Bu is a famous cast iron master in Chang'an City, so Mr. Lao Bu took a shot to build one for my father." After the deed is done, there will be a lot of thanks! ”

Bu Yunfei sneered in his heart, Yan Quanming is a white-faced scholar, he writes poems on the piano, he is a master, and it is really bad to make up lies.

Yan Gaoqing, as Changshan Taishou, wants to create a sleeve thorn, if it is just a collection, it is not a big deal at all. The law has always been open to the government!

If he wants to build a sleeve thorn, he must have another plan!

What made Yun Fei even more frightened was that the Yan father and son got this sleeve thorn pattern out of nowhere!

The reason why Bu Yunfei fell into this step field was because of his sleeve thorn and was involved in the assassination of Yang Guozhong. Now this case has become a headless public case, Hu Shuiqing, who created the sleeve thorn at the beginning, seems to have evaporated from the world and disappeared without a trace, and now, the pattern of the sleeve thorn has appeared in front of Bu Yunfei again, which means that the murderer of Yang Guozhong has appeared again!

Yan Quanming saw Bu Yunfei's hesitant face and asked, "What's the matter, Mr. Bu is in trouble?" ”

Bu Yunfei said: "Lord Taishou handed over this thing to Bu Mou to build, it is the honor of Bu, but Lord Taishou is also an expert, you should know that to build this thing, you must not only have good steel, but also have a suitable anvil chisel, Bu Mou traveled far away with the princess, and the guy didn't bring the style with him, I'm afraid it ......."

No matter what the Yan father and son want to do with that sleeve thorn, this is a trip to troubled waters, Bu Yunfei is unwilling to get into it, besides, that sleeve thorn is related to the assassination of Yang Guozhong, Bu Yunfei finally got out of that case, how can he go to this troubled water again. I wanted to excuse myself, but I didn't dare to say it clearly, so I had to excuse myself for the lack of tools around me.

The modeling process of the sleeve thorn is extremely exquisite, not only requires the craftsman to be skilled, but also to have the right tools and raw materials.

Yan Quanming smiled and stood up: "Mr. Bu, please come with me!" ”

Bu Yunfei followed Yan Quanming, bypassed the screen, and came to a small door, Yan Quanming pushed the door out.

Outside the small gate, there is a small courtyard, and from the direction, it should be on the west side of the main hall of Baolun Temple. The small courtyard is surrounded by a red wall, in the center of the courtyard, there is an iron furnace, but the iron stove is a pointed anvil with a shiny head, the anvil base, the anvil surface, the anvil pad, the anvil corner are all available, and the anvil surface is also equipped with two chiseling holes of square and circle, which is convenient for steel punching and shaping.

Bu Yunfei is an expert, and it can be seen at a glance that this anvil is a fine piece of cast iron tools, not only the steel is good, but also the design is extremely exquisite.

Next to the anvil, there is a tool rack, on which are neatly placed various types of hammers, hammers, flat hammers, tongs, sharp spouts, grooves, iron molds, chisels, and all kinds of utensils.

In the corner of the yard, there is also a pile of coal, black and blue, it is the best anthracite!

"Mr. Bu, these appliances should be enough!" Yan Quanming said.

Bu Yunfei opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time, so he had to say: "Enough is enough!" ”

He never expected that this Yan Quanming would hide a complete set of sophisticated cast iron tools in this small courtyard, with this set of tools, not to mention a small sleeve thorn, even eighteen kinds of weapons, can be created!

It seems that this Yan Quanming is bound to win the sleeve thorn! Bu Yunfei wants to shirk, but it is impossible.

"So, please ask Mr. Bu to build according to the drawings, two days, can it work?"

"Two days?" Bu Yunfei came to hope: "Yan Gongzi, I'm afraid this won't work, Bu Mou went to Fanbang with the princess, according to the plan, he should have set off five days ago, because he was punished by the princess and delayed the trip, Master Ma is scheduled to leave tomorrow, and Bu Mou can't help himself!" ”