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There were only twenty or thirty children under the age of ten in the town, and there were only a hundred people from the surrounding mountain villages. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Before noon, all the children were tested, and after noon, the inspector left Lingxi Town with the selected children.

Mo Yi and Li Gang's lunch was also finished, and they were full of food and packed meals, and two people, one big and one young, walked out of the restaurant.

After leaving the gate, Li Gang touched his chin and said in a deep voice: "There are only two days, counting today, maybe the messenger will come to pick you up tomorrow; ”

"Okay, I haven't been to the top of the mountain in a long time. Mo Yi raised his fist and cheered, but suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but smile, and asked carefully: "But Uncle Gang, is it okay if your blacksmith shop is not open today?" I remember that Aunt Zhang is coming to pick up the scissors you made today. ”

Li Gang waved his hand disapprovingly and said, "It's good to give it to her tomorrow, it's not a very valuable thing, compared to the big sect like you are about to enter the Yixin Lingyun Pavilion, this is the top priority." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Gang. Mo Yi cheered again, climbing a mountain is a very fun thing, especially standing on the top of the mountain and shouting, Mo Yi always felt an indescribable pleasure.

Li Gang pouted and said: "Thank you, I have always raised you as a son; Let's say that your uncle finally decided to settle in this Lingxi Town, and the scenery here is the most optimistic point for me. ”

"Okay..."

Out of the west entrance of the town, the two of them moved forward on Panyang Mountain. Speaking of Panyang Mountain, the mountain is not very high, and it is not very peculiar. However, Lingxi Town is surrounded by plains, and this commanding height is particularly rare. The stream that flows down from the mountains carries high-quality black iron sand, which is specially smelted to obtain high-quality steel. However, the quantity is scarce and difficult to collect, and Li Gang will still purchase from other places most of the time.

Ordinary iron ore is obviously inferior to the iron sand washed out of this stream, which is generally used by him to make weapons. The ordinary iron ore purchased is used to make some ordinary agricultural tools and daily necessities.

Panyang Mountain is not very high, there are some shrubs and broad-leaved forests in the mountains, and Mo Yi and Li have just reached the summit after about half an hour. There is a small mountain temple on the mountainside, and the townspeople of Lingxi Town come to worship incense on the fifteenth day of the new year, but because Li Gang himself does not believe in ghosts and gods, he and Mo Yi usually do not go to that place.

"Looking at the town here, it really feels so small!"

Mo Yi sighed, glancing. The green of the plains from a bird's-eye view is refreshing, with rice paddies divided and the water shining. During the period when Lingxi Town was located, it seemed to be only a very small piece.

"Standing tall can see far away, but it will also give people the illusion that they are tall!"

Then Mo Yi's words, Li Gang also sighed, bathed in the mountain breeze and looked at everything from afar, which couldn't help but make people feel refreshed. Sitting on the grass, the two began to chat, and by the way, they also took out the food and drinks they had packed earlier. After the physical exertion of climbing the mountain, Mo Yi regained his appetite and began to deal with another chicken leg, while Li Gang looked into the distance, picking up a wine jug from time to time to take a sip and eat some fennel beans and peanuts that accompanied the wine.

Looking at Li Gang's figure, Mo Yi felt that Uncle Gang in front of him was a little lonely for some reason. This made his excitement a little heavy. "Yes, I won't see Uncle Gang for a few years. Mo Yi muttered quietly.

"What's the matter, Xiao Yi?" Li Gang seemed to hear something, smacked his sip of wine and turned his head to Mo Yi and said. Hearing Li Gang's words, Mo Yi was a little flustered, "It's nothing, Uncle Gang, you see that the rape flowers in the flower fields over there are all blooming." ”

"Where? I'll see. ”・・・・・・。

In short, the two wanted to talk very happily, and they only went down the mountain to go home when the sun was setting.

After nightfall, Mo Yi fell asleep early, and he slept very sweetly on this day. But after midnight, the expression on his little ~ face gradually became solemn, and he began to toss and turn, and the expression on his face was sometimes frightened and sometimes hideous, like being haunted by a nightmare.

Early in the morning, Mo Yi woke up to the pleasant sound of birds. He patted his cheek, slowly put on his clothes, got out of bed, walked out of his hut, and went to the stream to wash his face.

Listening to the tinkling sound, Mo Yi knew that Li Gang had already opened the door, and with a few light wipes, Mo Yi walked to another hut. Breakfast had been saved, and he ate a few bites, then packed up his dishes and chopsticks and went out of the hut to the forge of the furnace.

Li Gang was pounding the red-hot iron on the felt shirtless, and the hammer fell; The bright red iron gradually darkened, which meant that the temperature had dropped, and Li Gang stuffed it back into the furnace. Iron that is not hot enough is difficult to forge, and in order to make it look like it wants, blacksmiths must seize the limited time~

Mo Yi hurriedly stepped forward to help, skillfully using a shovel to add charcoal to the furnace and then began to pull the bellows. A purple-red tongue of fire came out of the hearth, and Mo Yi subconsciously moved his body away from the furnace mouth, and then continued to pull the bellows hard.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Li Gang looked at Mo Yi and smiled lightly: "I got up early today, and I'm going to call you later." It seems that our Xiaoyi is looking forward to the sect very much... Yes, yes, the child has grown up and wants to be independent. Li Gang raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly sourly.

"I was just woken up by a bird, Uncle Gang, don't you want Aunt Zhang to say that Xiaohuzi's tone is good!" Mo Yixiao~ also replied with a pinch of face to Li Gang's ridicule, but his work did not stop.

"Drink... The little guy can talk very well. Li Gang couldn't help pouting, and he couldn't help laughing at Mo Yi's reply. However, the red-hot iron relieved him of his embarrassment, and he took out the iron and began to forge it.

The blacksmith's job is this repetitive, very boring. But the joy of creating an artifact is something that no one else can feel. Mo Yi remembered that every time Li Gang completed the work, he would be overjoyed, and as he heated and forged it again and again, the iron gradually revealed its shape. It was the appearance of a long sword, but half a day had passed.

Crafting a weapon is far from a one-day effort, and it takes at least three days to remove the smelted metal, and it's hard to say that it needs to be finely ground and polished. It takes more than half a year to polish a famous sword, and it is an exaggeration to sharpen a sword in ten years, but it is enough to show the degree of effort required for this work.

When it was time to eat, Li Gang was too lazy to cook by himself after a busy morning, so he asked the restaurant to send a food box in advance. I casually washed my face and cleaned up the soot on my body~ and the time for the meal began.

Compared with Liu Ji Restaurant, the taste of this meal is obviously not comparable, but Li Gang can't take out the money and use it for eating.