In Dawei, everything is inferior, only reading is high.

Although the situation of the Great Wei was a little turbulent at this time, no one thought that the Great Wei Dynasty would collapse because of this, the military generals were humble, and the status of civil officials was still extremely high, so this sentence was still regarded as the truth by the people of Limin.

Su Ke was wearing a green shirt that could only be worn by a talented person, and there was a scabbard hanging from the waist of the green shirt.

Coupled with Su Ke's words and deeds, he was even more sure of Ma San's thoughts, he did his best for Su Ke, in addition to righteous indignation, a large part of it also had the mind to think about his child's future.

Ma San's mind was very pure, and Su Ke could see at a glance that what he said was all sincere, and his brows furrowed slightly: "But I'm just a showman." ”

Although Xiucai is also famous, it is the lowest level of fame, and it is true that he can be respected, but if he wants people to become his diehards, even regardless of his life, this fame is a bit insufficient.

In Su Ke's mind, to do this, at least he should be an official, such as a county magistrate, right?

But obviously, Ma San had different thoughts: "Brother Xian, you are both civil and military, and you are a scholar, but you still have the blood and courage of a man, but you are not comparable to those scholars who have no power to restrain the chicken, and your future achievements will inevitably be more than a show." I, Ma San, have lived for so many years, and I have seen many characters, and I think that I will not look at the wrong person, and I just want to be perfect. ”

Speaking of this, he was about to kowtow.

How could Su Ke let this life-saving benefactor kowtow to him, hurriedly stretched out his hand to support him, and seeing Ma San's resolute expression, he sighed softly: "In this case, then according to what Brother Ma said, I will recuperate for two days before leaving." ”

Ma San's expression suddenly relaxed, and said, "That's exactly how it should be." Brother Xian's sword is lost, and the blacksmith Li at the head of the village has good skills, so I will go to him to give you a hand. ”

"Then there's Brother Rauma." Su Ke picked up Ma San, and then gave him a long stroke, startling the rough man to hurriedly avoid it.

Things were agreed, Ma San had breakfast at home, and then went out all the way to find a blacksmith to cast a sword, and after Su Ke drank millet porridge, he walked slowly in the yard, moving his hands and feet, and warming his body's blood and qi, in order to recover his physical condition as soon as possible.

On the first day, there was a big blood scab on the wound on Su Ke's stomach, and in the early morning of the second day, the skin and flesh under the blood scab felt a slight itch, and the wound was no longer painful when he made many big movements, but the outer skin and flesh had begun to heal.

At the end of Chen (nearly ten o'clock in the morning), Su Ke heard a messy voice outside the house, and was puzzled, Ma San knocked on the door at the door: "Wang Xianggong, Lao Li Tou sent the sword over." Li Zheng in our village heard that you are going to take revenge on the black charcoal head, and I don't worry about you going alone, so I specially ordered more than a dozen strong guys in the village to go with you. ”

Su Ke was stunned, he didn't expect this matter to make such a big noise, he hurriedly dressed and opened the door to go out, and saw that Ma San's small courtyard was crowded with people, one of the old men was wearing dirty linen clothes, and his hands were holding a sword with cold light, and the other white-haired old man was dressed in clean cotton clothes, and he was followed by more than a dozen sturdy young men.

The one who wants to take the sword is the blacksmith Lao Li Tou, and the white-haired old man is Lizheng.

Su Ke hurriedly walked up and greeted him: "Two elders, the kid is polite." ”

In this small mountain village, everyone reads, and the weight of Xiucai is also extremely heavy, Su Ke's attitude is sincere, and the two old men feel that they are respected, and hurriedly return the salute, and the wrinkles on their faces gather into a flower.

"Xiucaigong, this is your sword, I deliberately melted hundreds of steels on the blade, and I will definitely not miss your business."

Lao Li Tou took a step forward, held the iron sword in both hands, and then looked at Su Ke with expectant eyes.

In most people's impressions, a scholar should be powerless, and a scholar who can gain fame will definitely ******** study, and his body will definitely be weaker. But this talented man wants to take revenge with a sword, and no one is curious.

Seriously, although Su Ke has always said that he knows swordsmanship, the people in the village don't believe it, they just think that he should only practice a little, but if he wants to kill people with a sword, it is estimated that it is enough.

So at this moment, Lao Li Tou was looking at Su Ke, Li Zheng and more than a dozen strong men behind him also looked at him, Ma San and his mother-in-law and children were also looking at Su Ke, waiting for him to try his sword.

In the face of this battle, Wang Shouren in the past estimated that he would be a little flustered, because although he practiced swordsmanship and practiced it well, he had not experienced actual combat, so he faced bandits and robbers before, and although he caused some trouble to the other party, he could only injure one person in the end.

But Su Ke is naturally different, he has not only practiced swordsmanship, he used to be in the "Fighting Arena", and later he was a warlock, fighting countless battles with people, and it is a murderous sword honed after countless battles.

If it is true, it is estimated that among the hundreds of millions of people in this world, there are not a few swordsmen who are better than him.

He looked at the iron sword with emotion on his face: "In the past, I practiced the sword just to strengthen my body, and I never thought that there would be a day when I would use it to kill the enemy. However, this time there is a deep hatred in the sea of blood, and the enemy who is not a sword enemy cannot solve the great hatred in my heart. ”

He took the iron sword that picked up Lao Li's head with both hands, and then changed to holding the hilt with one hand, and gently held the sword flat, and the sword body did not move at all, like an iron cast.

This sword is three feet long and weighs about eight catties and six taels, if ordinary people pick it up in their hands, of course, they can also be flat and straight, but it will inevitably tremble, like Su Ke, it looks simple, but it is extremely difficult to actually do, and it requires great wrist strength and skills.

The blacksmith Lao Li Tou and Ma San are both knowledgeable, and when they see this, their eyes light up.

Su Ke's wrist moved lightly, and he danced a sword flower, and suddenly the sword light flickered, and the cold air was overwhelming, and Ma San couldn't help but shout: "Okay!" ”

When he saw Su Ke's insistence on revenge before, he thought it was just a momentary anger, but now that he saw his swordsmanship, he really felt powerful, and suddenly sighed in his heart: "If it is both civil and military, such people have God's blessing, it seems that I really didn't see the wrong person!" ’

Su Ke praised in his mouth: "Good sword!" ”

Although the material is ordinary iron, the blade is made of steel, and the balance of the sword body is also very good, which is enough as a murder sword.

Lao Li Tou was praised, his eyes were smiling, and he rarely said a graceful sentence: "A good sword is worth it for a hero." ”

Li Zheng was also relieved in his heart, among all the people, he has the widest knowledge, although he respects Xiucai, but he is not blindly respectful.

He was persuaded by Ma San to come, but along the way, he was worried that he would miss the lives of the children in the village, and now it seems that this Xiucai Gong is quite reliable, not the kind of person who relies on his mouth to shoot cannons.

Thinking of this, he arched his hand to Su Ke and wished: "Then I wish Xiucai the stallion success and revenge!" ”

"Thank you, Elder!" Su Ke returned the salute.

After that, there was another greeting, and when the cadres dispersed temporarily, Su Ke said to Ma San: "Thank you Brother Ma for planning for me, Brother Ma is grateful!" ”

He can kill the thief leader alone, but it takes a lot of trouble to deal with the thief, and now there are more than a dozen helpers, but it is another way of fighting.

Ma San just smirked: "It should be, it should be." The black charcoal head was originally a nearby disaster, and everyone had a grudge against him. Being able to follow Xiucaigong is their luck. ”

Su Ke nodded, thought for a while, and said, "A lot of people is not necessarily a good thing. These boys are strong and strong, and they are all good tricks, but if they want to suppress bandits, they need to practice in advance, so as not to miss their own lives and mistakes. ”

"It should be, it should be, what do you say, brother, we will do it!" Ma San naturally has no opinion.