Chapter 30: A Moment of Crisis at the Age of Seventeen
The cellar is not deep, because it is the cellar used by the kitchen to store food, so it is only six or seven feet deep, and it is full of potatoes, onions, cabbage and other shelf-stable vegetables.
A slight putrid smell can also be smelled.
At the same time, the sound of hammer striking is also very clearly resounding in the ears.
And Xue Ling also found the source of that voice.
She saw the northeast corner of the cellar, where there was a secret passage that could only be walked by one person, and the sound of forging was still ringing there.
He didn't seem to be aware of Xue Ling's coming.
Also, when you're striking iron, it's really hard to pay attention to and capture the sounds around you.
Xue Ling was in the middle of the entanglement between calling Fang Bei and not calling Fang Bei, and finally chose to turn sideways and walked into the secret passage, as soon as he walked in, he felt the fire and heat rushing to his face.
And in the increasingly crisp sound of forging, Xue Ling saw at a glance Fang Bi standing in front of a red stove.
In just a moment, Xue Ling felt that his scalp was a little numb.
"Ahh
Xue Ling screamed at the same time, turned around and fled out.
But I didn't expect that after only two steps of escape, I was grabbed by someone on the shoulder from behind.
Fang Bei's voice came quietly from behind Xue Ling: "What are you doing, it's not good to scare people." β
Only then did Xue Ling realize that he had made a super high decibel sound just now, so he couldn't help covering his mouth quietly, and whispered, "You're not wearing clothes, okay." β
"No, I did." Fang Bei calmly corrected Xue Lingdao. "I'm not a pervert."
"Obviously not worn!" Xue Ling didn't look back, and said decisively, "I saw everything just now!" β
"You obviously didn't see anything." Fang Bei said quietly: "It's too hot here, I'm just wearing a little less." β
"If you don't believe it, look back."
Xue Ling felt his face burn.
"I don't want it!" The girl said decisively.
Although Xue Ling is already seventeen years old, although she is now half a person in the rivers and lakes, Xue Ling is the only daughter of Xue Ping, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, and she has been treated as a deep boudoir at home since she was a child, so when would a young man expose himself to defile her eyes.
That is, Fang Bei has been a person he has known for a long time, so Xue Ling did not turn back and opened his bow left and right, scolding Fang Bei and running away.
And, and-compared to Xue Ling's panic, Fang Bei is really too normal.
Is he really not a little ashamed?
Xue Ling could only hear the young man behind him sigh: "Okay, you can go." β
Don't let go of your hand.
"Well, thank you so much for today." Xue Ling didn't look back, just looked ahead and said.
"Why?" Don't ask.
"Because." Xue Ling bit her lip: "Because you saved me, didn't you?" β
"If I say I saved you, then I saved you at least twice." Fang Bei said: "For the grace of saving lives, it should not be put on the lips, but in the heart." β
So it's just that steel?
Xue Ling suddenly felt that Fang Bei was a little unreasonable.
"Are you really dressed?"
Fang Bei seemed to nod behind his back: "It's really worn, although it's a little less, but it's still worn." β
"You must not lie to me!" Xue Ling gritted his teeth and said.
"I didn't have a reason to lie to you?" Fang Bei asked quietly.
Xue Ling covered his eyes with both hands, turned around, and then cracked his fingers into a slit.
Well, seeing Fang Bei's bare chest, the young man's smooth chest was covered with beads of sweat.
Xue Ling covered her eyes again: "You are obviously lying!" β
Saying this, Xue Ling turned around and was about to flee.
Fang Bei sighed: "The ancients were just difficult, especially the ancient girls." β
Xue Ling turned around: "What are you talking about me?" β
This time, Xue Ling saw all the clothes on Fang Bei's body at this time.
Actually, there are no outfits.
At this time, Fang Bei's long black hair was completely covered by a black turban, and a pair of straw sandals were worn on his feet, but other than that, the young man's whole body was basically untouched, and he could see large chunks of smooth muscles and light wheat-colored skin on his body.
Don't say it - it really seems to be a little bit good-looking.
And the young man's lower abdomen seemed to be wearing a pair of pants that were cut so short that they couldn't cover it, the top couldn't cover the navel, and the bottom couldn't cover the thighs, and it was originally a white fabric, but it was just a lot wet with furnace ash and sweat, and it looked very embarrassed.
However, looking at it this way, in fact, are you really wearing something?
But because Xue Ling only saw a back figure for the first time, basically a slick human body from head to toe, his brain basically crashed at that moment, and he could only scream and run away.
"Why are you wearing so little!" Xue Ling said loudly. "Immoral!"
Fang Bei shrugged helplessly: "I was originally working here alone, okay, it's like when I was taking a shower when you suddenly rushed in, and then said that I don't wear clothes is immoral?" β
"It's so hot in here, I'm wearing too many clothes to find myself guilty."
Xue Ling turned his head sideways, only then did he react, looking at the forges that were burning with charcoal, and this semi-enclosed space located underground, it was really similar to an oven, and he only stayed in it for less than a stick of incense before he felt that his whole body was drenched in fine sweat.
Looking at the still red-hot iron and sledgehammer next to the forge, it was obvious that Fang Bei was forging iron here before, and it was obvious that heavy physical labor would be even hotter.
"Is Sister Ping the way you to?" Fang Bei continued to ask.
Xue Ling reacted at this time, and instantly blushed: "Yes, yes." β
In other words, He Ping actually probably knew what the situation was here, and also pointed Xue Ling inβshould this be said, should this be said to be God's assistance?
"Okay, thank you and go back?" Fang Bei spread his hands and said, "You can't just watch me forge here, right?" β
To be honest, Xue Ling was a little eager to see Fang Bei strike iron here, but it was still a little too hot here, and the young man was too immoral.
Although inexplicably Xue Ling felt that Fang Bei was really super safe, yes, the kind of safety that could be a girlfriend, because Fang Bei was talking to himself, even now, he was completely calm to the extreme, without the slightest panic, and his performance was simply a shame for a girl.
But out of a girl's reserve, it is impossible to agree, don't sit here and watch.
"So, what are you doing here?" Xue Ling asked.
"Didn't you get a piece of dark iron in the Dragon King's Hall during the day?" Fang Bei said quietly: "So I plan to cut a piece today to forge it to test the performance, and by the way, see if I can build a pair of gloves." β
Fang Bei glanced up at Xue Ling: "I feel that you need a pair of gold silk gloves, but they are too expensive and not suitable to buy." β
"So I'll only have to give you one set."
Xue Ling didn't know if it was because his face was so red from being roasted by the fire, or if his face was so hot at this moment.
"Why, why is it so good to me." Xue Ling bit her lip and said.
She was really afraid of Fang Bei's confession at this moment, if she confessed, Xue Ling might really not be able to bear it?
"Nothing." Fang Bei said lightly.
"I'm just afraid you'll die suddenly."
"Making you a little stronger can save me a lot of trouble."
The boy explained.
In Xue Ling's heart, the idea of being born in an instant - sure enough.