He was visibly stunned for a moment, then there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes, and he got up to pull the door open.

However, he did not let anyone in, but only whispered a few words, and then strode out again.

After a long time, the old blacksmith slowly walked in again.

After returning, the old blacksmith's face obviously concealed an indescribable complexity, and he bowed his head and was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"The ......"

He said in a long, heavy tone, "Take the money, I'm going to close the door."

"Don't want money?"

Xu Mo's mouth was faster, and he joked with a smile, "Are you volunteering to give love?"

I patted him lightly and motioned for him not to speak.

The old blacksmith was clearly in the wrong state.

I tried to ask, "What did you just say you needed us for?"

After a moment of silence, the old blacksmith spoke slowly, "Huh? Did I tell me?"

"You said it! But that's not the end of the story!"

Xu Mo gave me a look: "I don't believe you asked my master."

The old blacksmith had a little weirdness on his face and shook his head, "Maybe I'm too old to remember."

"Take the money away, when we know the fate of a game, and when we see this knife in the future, I can remember it."

I was slightly stunned, then put the knife in my hand, nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

After speaking, I gave Xu Mo a look: "Let's go, there are so many things waiting for the two of us."

Xu Mo's face was full of astonishment, but he didn't refute, just packed up his things, turned his head and went out with me.

As soon as he went out, Xu Mo's mouth was like a flood opening the floodgates, and he hurriedly asked, "Master! I really heard him say it!"

"I heard that, too."

"Then you're leaving?"

I looked around and whispered, "The old blacksmith is obviously suffering, he knows everything, but he can't say anything."

"If we ask him all the time, he won't say it until we die."

Xu Mo immediately reacted: "You mean, he was threatened?"

"Eighty percent."

Xu Mo turned his head to look behind him, and sighed silently, "Who would be difficult for a blacksmith who has no quarrel with the world."

"That's the second lesson I'm going to teach you."

"What?"

"Thanksgiving."

Walking the rivers and lakes to the end, in fact, it is two words, one is grace and the other is hatred.

In other words, without these two words, the rivers and lakes would not exist.

The most particular about these two words is actually the dart game.

Since ancient times, soldiers and bandits have not been separated, it seems that black and white are very clear, even if there is a bit of corruption and perversion of the law, it is a thief who gives gifts to soldiers.

Moreover, the time for gift-giving is mainly concentrated in the New Year's holidays.

Especially for the Chinese New Year, the first fifteen days, the last fifteen days, and the interval between fifteen days, is basically a whole month.

These forty-five days were previously known as the 'Ascending Immortal Month'.

To put it bluntly, the gifts received for a while are comparable to the gods in the sky.

But there are always two sides to things, and the weirdest gift in the world is the dart game.

The idea of the dart board and other industries is that the dart master gives gifts to the bandits.

The most important thing is that this gift is not according to any festival, but according to the 24 solar terms.

That's right, what spring plowing and autumn harvest, even the cold dew has to make a pair of cotton shoes for each of the thieves in the mountains.

Don't hope that the thieves will accept your gift and give you a penny of noodles.

The slogan of the bandit will never change - it is time to receive gifts, and it is time to rob and rob.

Therefore, we can only continue to give gifts, so that the dart board can become the living father of the bandits, so as to ensure that the dart does not have problems.

Since ancient times, the relationship between the bandit and the dart game has been very sensitive, with grievances and resentments.

When I told Xu Mo about these things, Xu Modeng's face turned pale: "According to what you say, the old blacksmith is kind to us!"

"You didn't hear the key." I corrected, "The old blacksmith doesn't want to say it, let's forcibly intervene, it's easy to get resentful."

"The greatest evil in this life is to judge others from your own point of view."