"Little girl."

As the night was dark, she lay on her bed and heard someone call her name.

She stood in the darkness and turned her head to look.

"Little girl."

The voice was louder, piercing the darkness, revealing a human figure.

She walked slowly to that side, and the darkness faded into a valley with green mountains and green waters, and the sound of birdsong.

"Little girl, why are you in a daze again?" The voice behind him said, "When you work, you must be focused, the craftsman, the hand and the heart must be one." ”

She lowered her head and looked empty-handed.

She's not a craftsman, and she doesn't dream, it's Seven Stars dreaming.

She turned around and saw a girl of five or six years old sitting on the ground, holding a chisel in one hand and a plank in the other, but instead of babbling, she looked up at the sky.

She looked up and saw someone standing behind the little girl.

It was a woman, dressed in a blue dress and wrapped in a cloak and scarf, standing in the light, unable to see her face clearly.

Hearing the woman's voice, the little girl lowered her head and chiseled up with a thud, and sawdust flew wildly.

It's not like you're doing carpentry, it's like chopping wood.

"What kind of tantrum are you?" The woman's voice was deep, "You don't want to learn?" If you don't want to learn, just go. ”

The chisel in the little girl's hand paused, slowing down and slashing across the previous chisel, leaving a jumble of marks.

"Little girl."

Another voice came from a distance, and the little girl with a stiff face raised her head, smiled, and threw down the chisel and ran that way.

The woman didn't stop her, she stood still and watched the little girl run away.

It was brighter over there, and there was a man walking slowly, and he seemed to be carrying something on his back.

The little girl held out her hand to him.

The man took the things off his back.

It's a sword.

At this moment, her perspective changed, no longer from the sidelines, but from the bottom, she watched the little girl stretch out her hand to her, white and tender two hands, and a smile bloomed on her round face.

Qixing opened his eyes, and there was a dark night in front of him, and although they were separated by a room, the temperature of the stove still made the room dry and hot.

The pheasant slept on a small bed with a wooden plank next to it, and the quilt had been kicked off.

Qixing got out of bed, set up the quilt for the pheasant, and walked out to close the door.

She glanced at the starry night sky, and for a moment, walked into the workshop beside her.

With the fire of the furnace, Qixing carried the hammer and smashed the iron bar, the red iron bar changed shape, and the cold water on the side reflected the girl's figure.

.......

.......

There are still people who don't sleep in the middle of the night.

"She's not called Seven Stars?"

Returning from the blacksmith shop to the deep house of Huixian Tower, the guest was puzzled.

"Did she use a fake name?"

The rich man took a sip of tea and said, "Not necessarily, the little girl should be a nickname." ”

It's also possible that the name doesn't sound like a serious name, and the acquaintance asks, "Whose daughter is she?" ”

The little girl who can be seen by the rich man and can still remember the name - this girl is not very old now, and it is estimated that she will be even younger when she meets the rich man, it will not be because she herself is outstanding, but because her parents are extraordinary.

The rich man seemed to be interested and asked him, "Do you remember that there is a female disciple named Yunyan under the Beitang Sect?" ”

Zhike smiled bitterly: "There are thousands of children in the family, and I really don't remember everyone." ”

There are also many women in Momen, and the identity of a woman alone is not enough to be unusual.

"This female disciple is Lao Xie's proud protégé." Said the rich man.

Lao Xie, the elder in charge of the North Hall, the mechanic, calls himself Master Xie, this name is not his real name, and it is a homonym taken to save trouble.

These famous craftsmen are so casual, they only read the way of heaven and inherit their skills, and it doesn't matter what their surname is.

"Lao Xie has already selected her as the next Beitang family." The rich man continued, "This Yunyan has a daughter, that is..."

He pointed in the direction of the blacksmith's shop.

It turned out to be such a background, and the acquaintance was suddenly.

However, Yun Yan is still a junior disciple in front of the rich man, it would be good to be looked at by him a few more times, how could she still remember her daughter?

A strange smile appeared on the rich man's face.

"The reason why I remember this kid is because of the master." He said.

Master? Zhike was stunned.

"When I saw that kid, I was by the side of the master." The rich man said, with a bit of reminiscence, "At that time, Lao Xie repaired the defense of the Great Wall in the north, and the entire Beitang went, and he needed a lot of money, and I had been sorting out the accounts at the head of the house, and suddenly one day I saw an extra child next to the head of the house......

He squinted his eyes and searched for the scene in his memory.

Behind the chair of the head, a female doll suddenly came out.

"Little girl." The head said.

The doll looked up, revealing a round face.

"Let's go outside and play." The head said.

The girl didn't speak and stood still, her little face tense.

The head pointed to a sword on the side: "Take it to play." ”

The sword.....

"It was a six-foot sword forged by the head of the sect himself." The rich man said, "Carry it with you and never leave it." ”

Zhike hurriedly said: "I know this sword." ”

The head of the family is surnamed Luo, and the identity of the world is a swordsmith.

Luo Jian, a thousand gold is hard to find.

"I remember that there was a Moxia who made a great contribution and was rewarded by the master, and he said that he wanted the six-foot sword in the master's hand."

But the always bold boss refused.

"I'll forge you a sword that suits you better."

Later, the ink man really got a sword, sharpening iron like clay, as fast as light and shadow.

However, the sword cherished by the head of the family that refused to give it away also made everyone remember it more.

The rich man smiled and said, "That's it, the girl heard this, and immediately went to get it, she was a small ......"

The rich man gestured and pointed to his knees.

"At this point, not as tall as the sword, she dragged the sword away, making a stabbing sound on the ground."

Although there is a scabbard, the sword cherished by the head is treated like this.....

The head didn't move his brows, only a smile on his face.

The head of the house is a very cold and arrogant person, this is the first time to see him with such an expression, and the rich man immediately remembered this female doll.

"Of course I have to ask who this is." He said to Zhike, "The head of the sect said that this is the daughter of Yun Yan, the apprentice of Lao Xie, because the Great Wall has been built for a long time, and the people who destroy the wilderness often come and go, which is very dangerous, so I handed my daughter over to the head to take care of." ”

The people in the door help each other, the old and the young, the sick and the weak are all supported, not to mention that when they go out and entrust their children to the door to take care of them, even if they die, many orphans are left in the door, rather than handed over to relatives and friends to raise.

Lao Xie values this apprentice, and naturally also values the apprentice, he asked the head to look at the child, and the head will not refuse, Zhike nodded and straightened out the matter.

"I see." He said, "It's from Beitang." ”

The rich man continued: "Later, after Beitang finished repairing the defense of the Great Wall, he took the child away, and I never saw him again..... But. ”

At this point, the smile on his face dissipated.

"When I was in Jindi, that Yunyan was also there."

Zhike guessed what he meant: "The master is saying, this little girl is also there?" ”

The rich man did not speak, looking at the candle flame dancing in the room, and the appearance of the girl striking iron appeared in front of him.

At that moment, he seemed to see the master.

In fact, there is another reason why he remembers this girl.

There was once a rumor that this girl was the illegitimate daughter of the head of the family.

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(End of volume)

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