At the foot of the Drum Mountain in the early morning, there are few pedestrians, and the scenery is pleasant. Zhu Qianhua walked slowly around the Drum Mountain, which is a great hobby of her on weekdays, which can not only enjoy the scenery, but also clear her heart. In particular, Lake Biwa at the foot of the mountain, the mountains and rivers are printed in pairs, the scenery is quiet and picturesque, and the long bridge has a long ancient rhyme, which is its favorite place.

At the beginning, the old woman who drove the car was still by her side. The old woman has never treated Wu Jian very much, only knowing that her surname is Zhao, and she is called Mama Zhao on weekdays. After waiting for a long time, it is estimated that Zhu Qianhua is really embarrassed to bother Mama Zhao, so he often travels alone.

Seeing that there was an opportunity to take advantage of, Wu Gen learned from the opera, and came to the top of the willow and the green lake.

It's just that he has only accompanied him a few times, and a cigarette pouch pot is horizontal in front of him, "Dengzi, stay away from my young lady in the future." If I see you stuck to your back like a dog again, the old woman will break your legs, and I don't care if you are a student of Mr. Zhu or not. ”

The old woman, who often accompanies Zhu Qianhua's side, held her toes, waved the cigarette pouch pot in front of Wu Qian, and sprayed Wu Gan's face with spittle. In desperation, Wu Gen had no choice but to give up the idea of traveling with a beautiful woman.

It's just that the inexplicable feelings of young boys and girls are like the water of a river, the more they are blocked, the more turbulent they become.

Every day before dawn, Wu Gen would go to the lake to pretend to copy the calligraphy, which had become a habit that could not be moved.

The drunkard's intention is not to drink, but to care about the mountains and rivers, of course, it would be better if there were people between the mountains and rivers.

On this day, Wu Gen hurriedly walked by the lake, biting a bun in his mouth and looking around.

Here it comes.

In the drizzle, a graceful figure walked out, it was Zhu Qianhua, holding a plain white oil-paper umbrella, walking slowly on the embankment.

The green willows contain smoke, the ancient embankment is covered with moss, the mist is clustered, and the smoke waves are vast. The girl walks in the meantime, the scenery is beautiful, the people are beautiful, and the scenery is extremely freehand.

Wu Gan's eyes moved far away, and the two of them would travel together every day at this time. It's just that they never go together.

When he was about to walk to the stone bridge, Zhu Qianhua paused for a moment and glanced back. Just as he was about to get on the bridge, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the distance.

A frightened horse for some reason galloped along the lake embankment, and when it could be seen, it was not far from Zhu Qian's painting.

The girl was a little dazed, and stood still, watching in astonishment as the tall horse galloped towards her. I turned around and tried to escape, but there was a lake around me, and there were tall trees on the shore, so I could only lift my skirt and run towards the bridge.

The sound of horses' hooves behind him was getting closer and closer, and Zhu Qian's face was panicked.

When he was panicking, a person jumped out of the forest next to him and shouted: "Girl, don't panic, Qin is here to ......" Before the word was spoken, I saw a figure in the distance rushing to Zhu Qianhua's side, and the cold light flashed, and the startled horse fell to the ground without saying a word.

Zhu Qianhua looked back and saw that the person who came was Wu Gan, and the knife in his hand had already been returned to the sheath. The startled horse beside him, the horse's head was cut off, and he fell to the ground and was already out of breath.

"It's okay." Wu Yan asked with some concern.

Zhu Qianhua was shocked, stroked his chest to calm his breath, and then said: "I'm fine, but why was the horse beheaded?" ”

Wu Yan understood her thoughts and explained: "My knife is fast, and I can't hold it back as soon as I get out of it." ”

At this moment, three or four people hurried over, led by a dignified-looking young man, richly dressed, and the smell of incense wafted from afar.

Looking at the horse that fell to the ground, the young man glanced at Wu Qian with some resentment, walked to Zhu Qian's picture, and bowed to salute, "The girl is frightened, Qin is late, please forgive me." ”

Zhu Qianhua recognized that the person in front of him was the one who had just shouted, and bowed down and gave a gentle salute, "Thank you, son, for your help." Then he walked in front of Wu Gan, "It's not early, let's go back to the school." ”

After taking two steps, he turned to the young man surnamed Qin and said, "That horse also died in vain, please dispose of it properly, don't let it be exposed here." After speaking, he left with Wu Gan.

"Girl, aunt... Looking at Zhu Qian's painting that was gradually moving away, the young man stretched out one hand with a face full of loss. Stamped his feet, turned his head to the other person and said, "It's all your bad idea, not to mention the loss of the horse, not even to talk to Miss Zhu." ”

The reprimanded person hurriedly stepped forward, "Childe is angry, today's events were originally planned very properly, and even the route and time I have asked Lin Ruoshi to practice how many times." It's just that the stunned young man was killed halfway through and messed up the matter. Childe rest assured, Miss Zhu is still in Dingyuan City, and there will be a chance to meet again. ”

The son's surname in this person's mouth is Qin, and he is the third son Qin Guan of the county guard Qin Zhili. This son is the youngest in the family, he has been spoiled since he was a child, and he is absurd in his usual behavior, although he has a good skin, he is close to wine and lustful, and he has a lot of ability to flirt with women and play dog and cockfight.

The county guard's family also lived in the south of the city, and since he met Zhu Qianhua, Qin Guan was shocked by heaven and man, so he moved his mind to get close.

On weekdays, it's okay to bully people and Chinese people, but this Zhu Buzhan is also from a noble background, if he is strong, he can't cause unnecessary trouble.

And I heard from my family that although this person is noble, he has many connections in Beijing, so everyone is silent about Zhu Buzhan teaching the children of the Shu people and the children of the Chinese people in the south of the city.

In this way, Qin Gongzi can only think about him. A group of die-hard people around him saw his idea, so they came up with an idea of heroically saving the beauty, and asked Lin Ruoshi, who was close to the county guard, to survey the route many times.

This horse was originally Qin Guan's mount, and he deliberately frightened it, and at that time, Qin Guan came out to restrain the horse and save Zhu Qianhua, in order to win favor and get closer.

It's just that he didn't expect Wu Jian to be so neat, and before Qin Guan could react, he cut off the horse in three strokes and five divisions, which made a plan fall through.

Qin Guan frowned and said, "Go and check the details of that kid, he dares to spoil my good deeds." ”

A young man beside him who was dressed in silk clothes but holding a dust whisk approached Qin Guan, "Don't worry, son, a martial artist, it's better to let me use some means." ”

Qin Guan's eyes lit up, and soon dimmed again, "Daddy has already reprimanded me several times, I must not be killed again, and if it happens again, I will be grounded." Forget it, let's think of something else. That Lin Ruoshi, isn't his mind quite lively, let him think of a way. ”

Several people discussed it properly and left angrily, but the horse corpse on the ground did not look at it.

It's just that Qin Guan and the others didn't know that after they left, Mama Zhao's figure appeared from the forest, and she glanced at the direction in which Wu Qian and Zhu Qianhua left with an expressionless face.

Wu Jian accompanied Zhu Qianhua towards the school, and along the way, the two of them were silent. When he arrived at the door, Zhu Qianhua stopped and said slightly, "You have hidden a lot of skills." But," the girl's eyebrows smiled at the corners of her eyes, "but she looks like a man." ”

Wu Jian rubbed his hands, speechless, a little overwhelmed.

Zhu Qianhua opened the door and walked into the courtyard, and before closing the door, he smiled back at Wu Gan, his eyes were crooked like a crescent moon, "It's really like a silly quail." ”

Looking at the closed door, Wu Gan slapped himself in the mouth, well, not a dream.

On the long street, Wu Gen's face was solemn, and he hurried to the north of the city to find Aoki to discuss some things. A few days ago, I was shocked, and after thinking about it a little, I felt that there was a problem in it, where was there such a coincidence. The horses were startled, and people came, and there were three or four of them.

Afterwards, I inquired clearly, and it turned out to be the son of the county guard. It's just that the woman who dares to touch Lao Tzu...... Dare to touch my senior sister of the master of Wu Zhai, even if the king of heaven is here, she will also pick you up.

In the early morning, the streets are sparsely populated with pedestrians, and the mist covers the city. Approaching the north of the city, Wu Yan turned into an alley and helped the somewhat crooked scabbard.

Suddenly, there was a rattle sound in the fog, far and near, a little ethereal. In such a dark alley, it is really unsettling.

Wu Jian put his hand on the handle of the knife, and the Yijing slowly moved, walking forward step by step.

In the fog ahead, a figure appeared, as if it was carrying something, and it looked very twisted. When the figure got closer, Wu Yan smiled a little, it turned out to be a master who sharpened his knife, and it seemed that he had been a little bit of a soldier in the past two days.

This man's hair is gray, his face is extremely long, wrinkled, pockmarked on it, and his jaw is protruding forward, which is the legendary shoehorn face. The old man carried a long bench with a bag on it, and shook the rattle in his hand as he walked.

When the two of them staggered by, the old man glanced at Wu Yan with his eyes with yellow eyes. After walking more than a dozen steps, Wu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, after all, in such an obscure place, it was a little depressing to meet such a strange old man.

"In the next life, you have to sharpen your knife." A hoarse voice came.

Wu Gen was stunned suddenly, his body stiffened instantly, and after a while, he turned around and asked with a smile: "But the old man asked me?" ”

"Exactly." The old man was carrying a flat burden, his eyes seemed to be staring at Wu Gan, and he seemed to be looking away, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Haha." Wu Gan smiled dryly: "My knife is very blunt, I'm afraid my old man can't sharpen it." ”

"Oh, there are knives in the world that knife sharpeners can't sharpen, so I want to see what kind of knives are so dull and hard." The old man became interested, put down the bench on his shoulder, and beckoned to Wu Gan.

A gust of wind blew through the alley, and Wu Gen broke out in a cold sweat on his back, his body was tense, and his mind ran wildly without urging. It's the first time Wu Gan has encountered this situation, even if he faces life and death in the ghost, he can deal with it calmly, I don't know what's going on today.

After settling down and suppressing the blood and qi of his whole body, Wu Gan's smile was more ugly than crying, "Uncle, there are still some things this morning, or another day." ”

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and in the future, I think today is the best." The old man simply sat down on the bench, reached out and took out a strip of whetstone from the bag, and lowered his head to fiddle with it. The stone is dark red in color, very different from the black or cyan whetstones that are commonly seen.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, Wu Yan looked around, and found that there was silence all around, and even the endless birdsong and cicada noise had disappeared, and the space seemed to be isolated.

His instinct told him that he couldn't go.

Walking towards the old man with heavy steps, like a death row prisoner walking towards the execution ground, every step seemed to be pressed on his body. Wu Jian knew that he had met a master today.

Getting closer and closer to the old man, and finally there was only one step between the two, and the broken knife suddenly let out a low trembling sound, as if even it felt threatened.

Wu Jian hesitated in his heart, whether to make a knife or not, such a close distance, with his own strength, he should be able to divide the other party into two.

The old man raised his head, Wu Gan's pupils shrank, his face swept like a spring breeze, and he suddenly smiled: "Uncle, sharpen the knife to collect money." ”

"It depends on whether the knife is worth the money." The old man grinned, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and stretched out his hand, "Take it." ”

Wu Yan unsheathed the broken knife, the handle of the knife forward, the tip of the knife back, and carefully handed it over.

With a choking sound, the broken knife was unsheathed, and the trembling sound stopped suddenly, "Good knife, good knife, worth collecting money." The old man tapped his finger on the blade of the knife and nodded in satisfaction.

Wu Gan's smile stiffened, "I don't know what the price is and how to collect it." ”

When the old man raised his eyes, Wu Yan quickly changed his mind and decisively relented. This knife sharpening master, who didn't look good, had two pupils in his eyes in an instant, one black and one red. It's as if everything about me has been seen through by it.,It's a weird feeling.。

"The price, it's simple, you can do one thing for me in the future." The old man's fingers slid over the blade of the knife and said lightly.

"No." Wu Gen refused without thinking. Nonsense, do one thing, isn't it possible that you have to do it when the time comes.

"Oh." The old man was a little surprised, and immediately understood Wu Gan's thoughts, "Don't worry, this matter will not make you embarrassed, it will just push the boat along the river within your ability."

If you don't need it, you won't be looking for you for the rest of your life. And, if you have any difficulties with this deal, I can also provide some help. ”

Wu Yan shook his head again and again, "How can there be such a good thing in the world, I don't do this kind of thing that seems to be profitable, but in fact suffers." "Growing up in a bandit village since childhood, this kind of routine of greedy for small profits and regretting the palm of his fingers is clear.

The old man turned his head and smiled evilly, and the eyes reappeared, "Really, don't you do it?" ”

"." Wu Gen simply replied: "Please sharpen the knife quickly." "I never do what I suffer in front of you, as for the future, hmph, it's not necessarily who let who do it.

The old man's hand shook and he almost dropped the knife in his hand to the ground. The attitude of the young man in front of him changed so quickly, without any delay, that he suddenly had some doubts about Fang Cai's decision, can such a shameless person really control it in the future.

"Let's take a gamble." After smacking his teeth, the old man took out the water and sprinkled it on the whetstone. The broken knife was placed on a smooth stone face and sharpened vigorously.

Wu Yan looked at it with ill intentions, secretly looking forward to it. This broken knife is very hard, the usual whetstone will break after a few grinding, and even the golden horn of the sandworm, after using it during this time, there is only a thin one.

The sound came, Wu Gan's eyes gradually widened, I don't know what kind of material this red whetstone is, it looks unharmed, but the surface of the broken knife has become brighter.

As the rust on the surface was removed, a terrifying chill emerged from the knife. The surface of the knife revealed its original material, and it was actually a black blade.

The old man grinded seven times, beads of sweat were oozing from his forehead, looked at the knife surface that was only half sharpened, and sighed: "It's really a good knife, but it's a pity that I can only do it to such a degree with my strength." ”

"Then our deal is not done?" Wu Yan asked cautiously tentatively.

The old man naturally understood his thoughts, this was to repay the debt, and snorted, "It's true that it didn't work, but if I give you this piece of obsidian, it can be regarded as a sale." ”

"Is this also done?" Wu Gan's eyes widened, but he saw that the old man had a cold face, and he still obediently took the red whetstone. As soon as the stone was in his hand, "Oops." Wu Yan exclaimed, this whetstone more than a foot long was so heavy that it narrowly missed.

"Remember, boy, my name is Ozo."

"Oh." Wu Yan agreed, kept an eye on it, and did not tell the other party his name, only hoping that the other party would never find him.

The old man didn't care, waved his hand slightly, and the surroundings suddenly became noisy, and the sound of insects and birds sounded again.

"So, I'm leaving?" Wu Yan asked cautiously.

"Let's go, let's go." The old man waved his hand impatiently, and there was a bit of a loss in this transaction today.

Wu Yan got up and left, but after walking more than a dozen steps, he turned around and came back, looking at the old man with a smile, "Uncle, Fang Cai's words can be counted." ”

"Of course it counts." The old man was a little puzzled, why did he take the initiative to send it to the door at this time, he was so resistant just now.

"I'm in a bit of a difficult situation at the moment, and I don't know if my husband might be able to help. Rest assured, it's definitely within your reach. Wu Gan returned the old man's words.

"You, don't be in such a hurry to collect interest. Say, what's the matter? The old man seriously doubted the rights and wrongs of today's deal, and even wanted to break the contract.

Wu Yan carefully leaned into his ear and muttered for a long time.

"Come to me for such a trivial matter?" Ozo's eyes stood up, and his beard trembled a little.

"Alas, it is easy for you to be captured, but it is difficult for me to reach the sky. Do you do business, you should value faith and righteousness, and hope that the old man will be fulfilled. ”

"Okay, okay, I got it." The old man impatiently picked up the bench and walked out of the alley quickly, for fear that Wu Gan would do something again.