The death of young people is like a mountain, which is dead in the hearts of everyone in Zhongzhou.

At sunset, Zhang Zifeng only left one sentence for everyone before leaving, "One person does things and one person is responsible, the person is killed by me Zhang Zifeng, and I will resist the consequences." ”

In the border land of Zhongzhou, there are burning clouds, a dilapidated blacksmith shop, and a dilapidated sign with three words written on it: "Lian Jing!" ”

The ghost doesn't seem to have done anything big in his life, but he is guarding the border of Zhongzhou and doing the business of "striking iron".

Zeng Xiaoman also worked in iron before, and he still remembered that he lived with his father.

For him, the greatest happiness in life is just a bowl of "pimple soup!" ”

At this time, Zeng Xiaoman stood on the side of Ghost Chou, watching Ghost Chou keep beating the iron tool in front of him, his eyes were shining.

That Zhang Zifeng sat in the thatched house, looking at the ghosts outside the house, and didn't know what he was laughing at.

Zhang Zifeng said, "Uncle I laugh, you have such a powerful ability, why do you want to be incognito in this place?" ”

The world only knows Zhu Rongxiao, Dong Zangfeng, and the Snow Emperor, but they don't know that there is a "vertical and horizontal swordsmanship" that can strike iron in the blacksmith shop on the border of Zhongzhou.

"My heart is dead, everywhere I go is wandering, it's quiet here, I like it," Ghost saw sorrow calmly picked up the iron and put it into the cold water, and suddenly the white smoke billowing from the reservoir flew up, so that at that moment, a trace of grief appeared on the face of the ghost who could not see clearly.

Zhang Zifeng supported his cheek with one hand, and played with Shen Xixi's sideburns that had fallen asleep on the table with the other.

As if sensing that someone was playing with her hair, Nizi's nose wrinkled, and she didn't know what she was humming in her mouth, and fell asleep again.

"Uncle also seems to be a person with a story, worthy of being a real master who has entered the realm of gods and generals in one step," Zhang Zifeng said.

The ghost glanced at Zhang Zifeng and did not speak.

Zhang Zifeng couldn't help but sigh, it seems that the masters like to live in seclusion.

If this matter is left on himself, Zhang Zifeng may not be able to be so calm.

At least he couldn't do it alone.

Ghost said indifferently, "If you're here to talk nonsense, you're not welcome in the Lian Jing Iron Shop." ”

Zhang Zifeng smiled dumbly, patted his thigh and got up, glanced back at Shen Xixi, and habitually took off his coat and covered it, only a few steps to the door, looked at the huge Zhongzhou border, and took a deep breath.

"Why sigh?"

Zhang Zifeng pointed to the mountains outside the mountain, and said with a smile, "I used to hear my old master who entered the loess say that this different person looks at the scenery and has a different artistic conception, I don't know if you see the same thing as me, uncle?" ”

The ghost looked indifferently at the mountains outside the mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, swallowing mountains and rivers, I don't know what I thought, and muttered, "The three major realms of life, you are now approaching the second stage." ”

"Really?" Zhang Zifeng took a deep puff of cigarette.

Yan Jie walked and said, "When you sit and watch the clouds rise, the green mountains are still mountains, you can walk thousands of miles, and the green mountains are not like mountains up close, and you can climb the mountain for 3,000 feet, and look back at the green mountains at dusk?" ”

The ghost said sadly, "Life is full of splendor, and everything is nothing." ”

Yan Jie nodded, "Returning to the basics is Mr. Ghost's final choice." ”

Zhang Zifeng on the side was confused when he heard it, he was confused about the bird language of the two, and he couldn't help but look at the two with a strange expression.

I don't blame this guy.

After graduating from junior high school, he doesn't understand the big principles of life, after all, he is better at proving it with actions.

Yan Jie looked at Zhang Zifeng's expression, smiled dumbly, and changed the topic, "Tomorrow, the anger of the Sun family will burn to this Zhongzhou, does Zhang Zifeng have a countermeasure?" ”

At this time, the ghost saw sorrow and consciously turned away, obviously he was not interested in all the disputes in the outside world.

Let your heaven and earth and mountains and rivers change, I will guard the iron shop and settle the situation!

Zhang Zifeng had a cigarette in his mouth, stepped on the stone pier next to him, put one hand on his waist, and said with a wry smile, "If it is really as you said, this Sun clan has two god general realm powerhouses, if we fight, we will definitely have no chance, right?" ”

Speaking of which, Zhang Zifeng looked at the ghost and was worried, how cunning was his eyes?

The two bony eyes glowing green were like foxes that had come back from hunting last night.

The ghost on the side decisively chose to avoid Zhang Zifeng's cunning eyes, lifted the wine jug and drank it, and then walked directly into the room with big feet, the door was closed, and his ears did not hear what was going on outside the window.

Zhang Zifeng shook his head with a wry smile, then looked at the misty mountains outside the mountain, and said, "There is a way, but it may be a little immoral to do so." ”

Yan Jie laughed dumbly, he didn't know why he heard this sentence from Zhang Zifeng's mouth, he thought it was particularly funny.

Zhang Zifeng glanced at Yan Jie, glanced at the ghost room where the door was closed, deliberately raised his voice, and said, "Tomorrow is here, if my move can shake off the two great god general realm monsters of the Sun family, I can turn the danger into a disaster in the future." ”

Yan Jie said, "What if it doesn't work out?" ”

Zhang Zifeng's voice was even louder, as if he could say it to someone, and said, "If it fails, those two gods will kill the realm monsters, you and I will definitely die here, I, Zhang Zifeng, will die, if I die, it will be bad, if this blood is splattered to this Lianjing iron shop." ”

At this time, a ghost snorted coldly from the inner room, "He dares!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Zifeng and Yanjie glanced at each other, and they both laughed, so much so that they woke up Shen Xixi, who was sleeping.

I don't know if Zhang Zifeng's sentence reminded the ghost to see sorrow, at this time he was lying on the bed tossing and turning, and then grabbed the hoe at the head of the bed and pushed the door out.

Seeing this posture, Zhang Zifeng was slightly stunned, and said, "Uncle, no, you are afraid that my blood will be splattered in your Lianjing Iron Shop, so you will drive me out, boy?" ”

The ghost snorted coldly, ignored it, went out on his own, found a hill, determined the location, and dug up.

From time to time, a deep pit appeared, and a black sword box made him lift it.

"Old man, could you please go out of the mountain for a while today, and then send you back after tomorrow?"

Then he returned to the Lian Jing Iron Shop, opened the sword box in front of Zhang Zifeng, and took out a large wide sword that had rusted.

The sword was three feet long, about half the width of an adult's palm, and although it was rusty, it faintly exuded a chill.

Yan Jie's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but say, "Although this sword is iron, it must drink hundreds of blood, so it has such a sword momentum." ”

The ghost was silent, but walked out of the door with his old fellow, took out the sharpening stone, and began to polish it.

Seeing this, Zhang Zifeng said leisurely, "It seems that Uncle is still worried that my blood will splatter you to practice the essence number." ”

Ghost said indifferently, "Just in case, be prepared." ”

"But uncle, won't it be too late for you to sharpen your sword now, maybe in less than a moment, the two great gods of the Sun clan will kill the powerhouse of the realm?"

The ghost said worriedly, "It's not too late, it's just right!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw a ray of sunlight from the mountains outside the mountain shooting into the Lian Jing horn and hitting the sword that was beginning to show its edge.

At this time, I only heard the muffled thunder rolling in the distance, the mountains and rivers shook, and two black shadows could be faintly seen approaching at an alarming speed.

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