The old swordsmith froze the hammer in the air, and then he lowered the formed blade into the cold water, emitting a squeaky sound!

The old swordsmith put down the hammer in his hand and turned around, and sure enough, although he still looked rough, the wrinkles on his face were all telling him that he was old.

The old swordsmith turned to look at Ye Feng with a smile on his face.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth also pursed slightly, and said, "Although the Heavenly Sword and Dragon Slayer Knife are used by you to deceive six-year-old children, the sword marks and knife marks in that alley can't be faked." ”

"Old swordsmith, you owe me a treasure knife, and now I will come to get it back."

The old swordsmith nodded slightly, and then stretched out his hand: "Instrument soul." ”

Ye Feng took out the Four Dragons Fang Ding from his body, and then handed it to the old swordsmith's hand: "The soul is in this Venerable Ding." ”

The old swordsmith took the Four Dragons Fangding, and when he sensed it carefully, a subtle change appeared on his face, as if he was shocked and frightened, but soon, he returned to the indifference he had at the beginning.

"The materials have been prepared for a long time, from the first time I met you, they have been prepared."

"Your soul, yes, I promise, I can create a unique peerless sword for you!"

"How long will it take?" Ye Feng asked.

The old cutler replied, "The time is uncertain, but I will send it to you as soon as the building is complete."

"However, it won't be long before I leave Jingzhou."

"Don't worry, no matter where you are, I will be able to send it to you as soon as possible."

"Thank you!"

Ye Feng gave up his hand, didn't ask for a sip of water here, and turned to leave.

And the old cutlery did not make any reservations, and continued to pull the bellows of the fiery fire.

Walking out of the old knife shop, Ye Feng turned his head to look at the ancient plaque hanging above the door.

The old knife shop, a time-honored brand in Jingzhou, a famous brand with a hundred years of inheritance!

However, at this time, this plaque, which had stood for a hundred years, suddenly collapsed.

The old knife shop is completely closed, and from today on, there is no such weapon shop in Jingzhou that can create all kinds of famous knives.

From this moment on, the old swordsmith will use all the energy of the rest of his life to help Ye Feng create such a peerless treasure knife that can cut through the wind and waves and break mountains and rivers!

Back in the car, Ye Feng stretched his waist and played with the mysterious ancient coin in his hand.

"Boss, what are you doing?" Zhang Wei and the ape asked, "In that alley just now, we felt a very terrifying aura, but we can't tell what kind of aura it is. ”

Ye Feng didn't answer this question, but said indifferently: "Drive, go home!" ”

And at this time, Ye Feng's mobile phone rang, and he pressed the answer button for the call.

"Brother, something happened to the Ye family."

Ye Rou's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What's the matter?" Ye Feng asked.

Ye Rou on the other end of the phone said: "I have always been in contact with Ye Xiao, although the Ye family broke his backbone in order to survive, but I also know that the second grandfather was also in order to keep the Ye family's bloodline, so he had no choice." ”

Ye Feng replied: "Xiaorou, let's make it clear if there is anything, I didn't go back to the Ye family as soon as possible, not because I complained that they broke my backbone!" ：”

Ye Rou said: "Brother, thirteen years ago, the Ye family was destroyed, and all its properties, including the Ye family's manor, were divided among the three wealthy families, and at that time, the second grandfather had nowhere to go, so in the end they could only go back to the Ye family's ancestral house and barely survive!" ”

"But now that there is a big development in Dongcheng, someone wants to forcibly occupy the Ye family's ancestral house, and the demolition team has already brought it over."

Ye Feng's face became cold at that time: "Who dares to touch my Ye family's ancestral house?" ”

"Jingyi Construction Engineering is backed by the Mo family, one of the three wealthy families in Jingzhou!"

"You wait for me, I'll go with you."

"Okay, brother!"

Hanging up the phone, Ye Feng's eyes wiped a trace of fierceness: "Forcibly occupy my Ye family's ancestral house?" Interesting! ”

......

Gyeongju Dongcheng, suburbs!

A compound that looks like it is old, and it has been under construction for more than half a century.

This is the ancestral home of the Ye family, where Ye Jingfeng and Ye Jingyun lived when they were children, and later the Ye family developed and moved out of here in the eighties of the last century.

Thirteen years ago, the Ye family suffered a catastrophe, and Ye Jingfeng and their veins were homeless, so they returned to the ancestral house with their family, and after resting the ancestral house again, they moved in.

However, after moving here, many side families chose to leave because they were not used to living here and could not endure hardships.

In the end, only Ye Jingfeng's family was left to live here, leaving the last bit of the Ye family's foundation.

Ye Feng used to come here when he was a child, but he didn't come for much time, so his impression of this place was a little vague.

At this time, in the courtyard of the Ye family, next to a stone table, an old man over seventy years old with gray hair was sitting next to the stone table, holding a chess piece in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

Opposite, seated was a young man in his twenties, with a fair appearance and a pair of glasses, who looked like a gentleman.

The two are playing against each other in the next game of Go, and this old man is Ye Jingfeng, Ye Jingyun's second brother, and Ye Feng's second grandfather.

And this white-looking young man is Ye Xiao, Ye Jingfeng's grandson and Ye Feng's side cousin!

The two had been playing against each other all morning, but they had never finished playing a game of chess.

Ye Jingfeng is very slow, almost every time he falls, he has to think for a long time, so that this game of Go has been played all morning, and he has not yet played half of it.

Next to the two, there is also a middle-aged couple, the man's name is Ye Zhengnan, Ye Jingfeng's second son, Ye Xiao's father.

The female is called Zhou Yuxia, Ye Zhengnan's wife, and Ye Xiao's mother.

The couple stood quietly aside, watching their father and son play chess, and despite standing all morning, they still did not complain.

However, opposite these four people, there is still a family, Ye Jingfeng's eldest son Ye Zhengdong's family.

The expressions on the faces of this family are not so good-looking, and it can even be said that there is a feeling of anger and resentment.

The wind and snow were cold, the family kept rubbing their hands and complaining in a low voice, seeing that the two of them were playing chess endlessly, finally, someone couldn't help it.

"I said Ye Xiao, how long do you have to play with grandpa, can't you put some water and let grandpa win?"

It was Ye Zhengdong's son Ye Hai who spoke, and his tone of voice was full of dissatisfaction, and when he looked at Ye Xiao, he couldn't wait to rush up and kick him.

"Shut up!" Ye Jingfeng turned his head, glared at Ye Hai hatefully, and said, "What are you urging?" ”

Ye Hai snorted and stopped talking.