Xiao Yao spit out the grass roots in his mouth, patted off the soil on his body, limped out of the grass, and said with a smile: "You are old and discouraged, the kid is too real when he is young, and he has offended too many people with his mouth, but he never believes it." ”

While laughing, he took out the drawings in his arms, walked to the old man and shook it, and then said: "I don't know how long it took you to create your most proud weapon when you were at the peak of your old age?" ”。

The old man raised his head and recalled, and said proudly: "The sword is in the sky, it lasted ten years and four months. With a look of pride on his face, the Bixiao Divine Sword was once his proudest masterpiece, and he gave it to his old friend Jun Wanli. Jun Wanli is even holding this sword in the rivers and lakes to break through the prestige, people give the nickname Bixiao Sword God. The scenes of many years ago in the rivers and lakes keep flashing in my mind one by one, causing infinite memories.

Hearing the old man's answer, Xiao Yao was speechless for a while, people often say that "ten years of sharpening a sword" thought it was just a gimmick and an exaggeration, but I didn't expect that there was really such a thing. My good man, there can be a total of several decades in life, and if you wait for ten years, even if the things are made, the daylily will be cold.

There was a burst of sweat in his heart, and then he asked, "What about making an ordinary broken iron knife?" ”

"Smack~" The back of the head hurts, but he was slapped in the back of the head by the old man. "What kind of did you kid say, how could Lao Tzu have a broken iron knife in his hand? If it weren't for the fact that your kid is still good at Lao Tzu's taste, I'll send you on your way now. ”

This time, even Xiao Yao couldn't wait to slap himself in the mouth, he regretted what he said just now, and before he could change his words, he had already been slapped in the face. Accompanied by it again, he smiled flatteringly: "Hehe, the kid admires your old prestige, and he can't say anything clever when he is shocked, I mean how much time does it take you to build a weapon?" ”

Glaring at Xiao Yao twice, with a disdainful expression, he walked forward alone, and replied: "I shot two short swords casually, and used them to chop wood for the boy, two hours is enough." ”

He followed the old man into the woods, walked around the bamboo forest, and came to a small lake. Several thatched huts on the opposite side of the small lake are located on the edge of the lake, which makes Xiao Yao's eyes shine, and he can't help but praise the beautiful scenery in front of him: "Folding bamboo and pressing the fence has been in the way, but I wear Panasonic to the thatched house." ”

The old man turned his head, looked Xiao Yao up and down, and said, "Hey, I didn't see it, there is still some ink in my stomach, and I am still a talent." Xiao Yao said that his heart was weak for a while, but his face was modest, and he smiled lightly: "You are old and have won awards, you have read a few poetry books to relieve boredom when you were bored as a child, you have learned some, and when you see the beautiful scenery, you can't help but be elegant, and you are ugly in front of your old man, hehe." ”

"Hmmm! Shameless enough! The old man commented pertinently on his opinion of Xiao Yao, no matter how uneducated Lao Tzu is, he will not believe that he can make such a good sentence after reading only a few poetry collections. Seeing his shameless appearance, I wanted to slap him away, but it took too much effort, so I withdrew my hand again.

The old man sat on the edge of the lake, picked up the fishing rod on the ground again, hung up the bait and threw it into the lake, and said without looking back: "Tell me about your bet." ”

Xiao Yao trotted two steps, sat on the edge of the lake together, unfolded the drawings in his hand, showed them to the old man, and said after a minute: "It's very simple, the kid handed over the drawings to you, according to the size on the drawings, if you can make these things within three days, count me as losing, and on the contrary, count me as winning, how about it?" He secretly said in his heart: "Hehe, no matter if you win or lose, as long as something can be made, everything will be fine." ”

The old man threw away the fishing rod, took the drawings in Xiao Yao's hand, and looked at them repeatedly, the expression was exactly the same as Guo Er's expression after seeing the drawings for the first time, his brows were furrowed together, and he really couldn't tell what kind of weapons these weird little things were.

After another hour and three moments, the old man said leisurely: "Although the old man doesn't know what you are, but it's quite peculiar, this can also be called a divine weapon?" ”

Xiao Yao replied confidently: "Kill people outside a hundred zhang, kill the enemy and invisibly!" Thinking of the scene of running rampant in the world with a gun in the future and knocking down a martial arts master with one shot, I felt a burst of pride in my heart, and I almost jumped up with excitement. Holding back his excitement, he asked the old man, "Are you sure?" ”

When the old man heard Xiao Yao's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly, "Could it be that the old man has been here for a long time, his ears and eyes are closed, the times have changed, and there is such an artifact in the world?" Obviously, Xiao Yao's words were just a joke, and he didn't believe it at all.

Xiao Yao didn't argue, knowing that these things were too shocking for people in this era. It's like suddenly one day, a beautiful woman stood in front of her and told Xiao Yao that she was the little white snake she saved 1,800 years ago, and at this time she came to repay her kindness. Xiao Yao must think that the beauty has watched too much of "New White" and regarded herself as a white lady.

Well, thinking of this, Xiao Yao must have hugged the beauty deeply in his arms, and cried and said to the beauty with tears in his eyes: "Woo~ I am the little shepherd boy who saved you!" Lady~ Why did you come to me so late, do you know that I waited so hard for you......"

After some fantasies, back to business, Xiao Yao continued: "The artifact is completed, and the ghosts are terrifying!" Naturally, it will be an eye-opener for your boss then, hehe. ”

"Good! If that's the case, the old man won't be in vain, haha. You'll come back here in three days! Let you say, old man, I really have some expectations" The old man put away the drawings, slapped his palm on the ground, jumped up suddenly, laughed heartily, and replied to Xiao Yao.

The mood has not been so hearty for a long time, the old man suddenly grabbed Xiao Yao's arm, suddenly jumped up again, and under Xiao Yao's stunned expression, he showed his shocking light skills, let Xiao Yao know that there is really a "water floating" in this world, which is only the supreme magic skill in the legend.

If there are others, you will see an unbelievable picture, a short old man only holding a young man who is a head taller than him, as if there is nothing, on the rippling blue lake like a dragonfly to the opposite side of the rapid speed, the pace is brisk, every ten steps, even jump forward, as if walking on the ground. Finally, I heard the frightened voice of a young man from above the lake: "My day! And he was gone.

Every time the old man jumps on the lake dozens of zhang wide, Xiao Yao's heart beats again, I am really afraid that the old man will take himself with him, and his skills will be insufficient.

It wasn't until his feet fell to the ground that Xiao Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and finally understood the true meaning of the word "down-to-earth". patted the fast-beating little nest, and said to the old man: "Brother, you are also so old, don't play this kind of difficult thrilling action in the future, it is better to drink tea, take a bubble bath, water flowers and plants, and bask in the sun." ”