Ouyang Rong frowned.

glanced at the horizontal skirt knife between him and Xie Lingjiang.

Still not answered.

Ouyang Rong's expression was restricted, and he said to Xie Lingjiang, who had a serious face:

"Let's talk first...... The worse one. ”

Xie Ling Jiang Ning Mei:

"Senior brother, we have all been deceived by Liu Ziwen and the Liu family!"

"The Guyue Sword Shop is just a disguise, and the Liu Zi family has found an old swordsmith who is a craftsman from nowhere, and has cooperated with the Wei clan behind his back, and has joined hands to cast the Ding Sword for many years!

"Over the years, most of the abnormal floods that have occurred in the lower reaches of Butterfly Creek are related to the Ding Sword in the furnace of the Guyue Sword Shop, absorbing water vapor and disturbing the water veins."

Xie Lingjiang said with an indignant face:

The Jade Maiden also revealed that the Liu family used the first-hand information obtained from the old swordsmith that the Ding Sword affected the water veins, and waited for the flood to pass and make a fortune in the year of disaster.

"The Di Gong Gate, which collapses once every four years, is that Liu Ziwen and the Liu family are making trouble, and the burning shark oil is also arranged by the Liu family's command of the Jade Maiden.

"Senior brother, when you were in bed in Donglin Temple in April, the flood gate collapsed, and this is what happened."

Her face was anxious, and she spoke faster and faster, shaking out the secret affairs of the Liu family that she had obtained from the Jade Maiden, like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

Ouyang Rong's face gradually became solemn, and he suddenly asked:

"The Jade Maiden has been in a coma for so long, and Liu Ziwen is already dead, will this Ding Sword have ......stopped?"

Ouyang Rong's words suddenly stopped.

Seeing this, Xie Lingjiang pursed his lower lip and tacitly said for him: "That's right, it is likely that Liu Zi'an is still secretly forging a sword." ”

She turned her head and saw the senior brother frowning, he was pacing in circles in place, as if talking to himself, and a murmur came:

"Over the years, the Liu family has been secretly casting Ding Sword? Do you have the support of the Wei family, do you have the support of the forces in Luoyang, then... This makes sense, Liu Ziwen, Liu Ziwen, no wonder you are so bold.

"For the sake of the Liu family, you really do anything, you can endure anything, and you don't even reveal half a point if you are suspected of being wrongfully killed by your own brother......

"So, now it is Liu Zi'an who is taking over the sword, that's right, it should be like this, Liu Zi'an is the current head of the family, when I united everyone to dismember the Liu family, no wonder he was willing to sacrifice most of the important family property, lose face, and also keep the Guyue Sword Shop, and then please me and the county government so much.

"Liu Zi'an, Liu Zi'an, what a forbearance and pretending to be humble, you are different from Liu Ziwen like a wolf, you are more like a poisonous snake, wanting to lurk and bite......

"Then who is the person you want to take a bite of now, well, it should be me, you and the Liu family have been waiting for Ding Jian to be born?"

Xie Lingjiang saw the senior brother's complicated expression of frowning and suddenly realizing

She bowed her head slightly, with a look of shame on her face:

"Senior brother, the guess you told me a long time ago is right, it's all because the senior sister is stupid and slow, you don't know how to practice qi, so you can only let me be a staff officer.

"But I resolutely denied it at the time, thinking that the Ding Sword was too far away and ridiculous, how could a little Dragon City Liu family swallow an elephant...... As a result, I misled you, senior brother, and missed the truth. ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"It's not all your fault for this, if it weren't for the people involved in the Liu family, no one would have thought that the Liu family would be able to forge the legendary Ding Sword.

"And last time, I didn't feel at ease, so I still went to search the sword shop, but didn't I return empty-handed? Liu Ziwen and Liu Zi'an hid this Xinding sword too deeply. ”

He lowered his head and muttered for a moment, reacting to something, and turned his head and asked:

"The strange rainstorm at the end of the rainy season and the rising water upstream some time ago are also the work of this unformed sword?"

Xie Lingjiang didn't hesitate much on his face, and nodded directly:

"Quite possibly! The time when the last Yunmeng water rose was too close to now.

"Senior brother, after the Jade Maiden woke up, she also confessed a very important news.

"After she woke up, she asked me about the date, revealing that Liu Jiayu and Wei had agreed to take the sword on the fifteenth of this month.

"The Jade Maiden also analyzed that the latest Ding Sword will be released tomorrow, no more than twelve hours......"

Ouyang Rong wandered in place twice, then turned his head to interrupt Xie Lingjiang's words:

"I said how to rise the water moody...... So what are you waiting for, let's hurry down the mountain, don't rub it off! He frowned: "The sword hasn't been made yet, it's all like this, the sword is done, and it's still done?" Wouldn't it be flooded with gold mountains, this kind of mythical power, can the Broken Wing Canal stop it......"

When it came to the flood, he swept away the hesitation in his heart, grabbed the skirt knife handed by the little junior sister with his big hand, and tied it around his waist.

Touching the familiar skirt knife, Ouyang Rong subconsciously touched the jade handle with the palm of his hand, and took a deep breath in place.

For some reason, he reached out again to take over the burden "handed" by the little junior sister, and he suddenly felt relaxed and energetic.

It's like sitting in a sleepy morning reading class when you were a student, and suddenly there is a crisp bell outside for the end of class, and the feeling of sleepiness is swept away.

Maybe...... Did he find a reason to stay for the time being?

Seeing this, Xie Lingjiang stopped talking: "Senior brother......"

"Why are you still stupid? Let's go, go and stop the Liu family from forging swords...... Oh yes. ”

Ouyang Rong was about to rush with a sword, took a breath, and suddenly said with a face:

"You haven't said what's the bad news?"

Xie Lingjiang whispered:

"The Jade Fairy I interrogated yesterday has been looking for you for more than ten hours......

Ouyang Rong: ???

At this moment, a gust of morning breeze blew, which accentuated the silence of the atmosphere.

In this Dagu Donglin Temple, which is hundreds of miles away from the county seat of Longcheng, Ouyang Rong looked up at the sky.

Blue sky and white clouds, sunny and shining.

Xie Ling Jiang wanted to speak, Yu Guang suddenly caught something, turned his head suddenly, and jumped onto the eaves on the top of the Buddha hall.

With the tip of her right foot tapping the cornice, she looked at the sky above the west bank of Butterfly Creek in the distance below the mountain, and the small lonely mountain that seemed to have a sword furnace halfway up the mountainside.

The Confucian flippers raised their eyes and looked at the air.

Xie Lingjiang's eyes gradually widened: "Oh no, this sword qi ...... Big brother, it seems like we're too late. ”

"What are you looking at?"

Below, Ouyang Rong tried to jump and looked in the direction of Xie Lingjiang's line of sight.

I saw the sky on the west bank of Butterfly Creek, blue sky and white clouds, ordinary and unusual.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly bowed his head and said, "Senior Brother said before that the side leakage vitality, have you repaired it?" ”

Between the words, she silently reached into the hem of her round chest and clothes, and took out a simple jade box.

Open silently.

Gently twist the two fingers of the shallot.

Ouyang Rong below was speechless when he heard this, "When is it, junior sister is still joking...... Hmmm! ”

The red shadow flashed in front of him, and Ouyang Rong's words froze, as if his mouth was blocked.

"Hmm......" he bent down, his Adam's apple agitated, his hands covering his mouth, and some hard swallowing sounds came from between his fingers.

Xie Lingjiang handed out the water bag, Ouyang Rong grabbed the bag like a life-saving straw and drank it on his back, swallowed a certain round object, he covered his mouth and coughed, his mouth full of bitter taste.

"Ahem, ahem, you...... You stuffed something in my mouth, what a weird smell, what a whoa. ”

Ouyang Rong was speechless, digging with his fingers, trying to regurgitate.

Kedan has entered the stomach.

He paused as he spoke, looking down at himself.

I don't know why.

Something seems to have changed.

But Ouyang Rong didn't know what it was.

His face grew red, and he couldn't help but reach out and pull open the tight collar to let him breathe.

"How do you feel hotter and hotter."

Ouyang Rong found that his body was warm and whirring.

This is not a kind of physiological warmth, but a trembling warmth that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and even the soul.

His body is like a room with open doors and windows, warm in winter and cool in summer, and now there is a "dangling" sound, and the doors and windows are closed.

The space is enclosed and the temperature is gradually rising.

Xie Lingjiang took out a light purple handkerchief and silently wiped his mouth with the senior brother who was no longer "leaking vitality".

Ouyang Rong frowned and lowered his head, and he didn't react for a while when he was wiped by the little junior sister Champa.

Even the smell of pickled radish in his mouth, which had been wiped by the light purple champa, temporarily ignored the source.

It wasn't until Xie Lingjiang put away his handkerchief and grabbed Ouyang Rong's big hand with his bare hands that he turned his head and frowned.

"Senior brother will come and see for himself."

Xie Lingjiang interrupted Ouyang Rong, who was about to speak, grabbed his palm, jumped onto the eaves together, and looked at it from afar.

The little sister's palms were slightly cold and wet.

It was cold, probably because the temperature of Ouyang Rong's palm was too high at the moment, so she felt that her hands were cold.

As for the wet palms of the two people, it doesn't seem to be his......

Why so much sweat? Easy to get out of the water?

Just when Ouyang Rong's thoughts were running wild, he suddenly felt a warm current in the hands of his little junior sister.

The warm current crossed into Ouyang Rong's body from the Shaoyang meridian in his hand.

It travels all the way up and down until it converges on the temporal part of the ear, near the temples.

Ouyang Rong only felt that the temples on both sides of his head were bulging, like beating drums on the battlefield.

"It's ......"

"Senior brother, don't speak, concentrate, look into the distance......"

Xie Ling Jiang Qiao's face was tense, and she was serious, and this serious look seemed to be a layman like nervous and sweaty palms had nothing to do with her.

Ouyang Rong turned his head to look at the sky above the small lonely mountain on the west bank of Butterfly Creek, a hundred miles below the mountain.

His face was dazed.

He saw a whole new world.

In other words, the appearance of the essence of this world, which was blindfolded with gauze before.

Ouyang Rong suddenly understood that he had something more.

"Is this hope...... However, what the hell is the Liu family doing, is this a vision, Ding Jian is about to be born? ”

……

The old swordsmith surprisingly didn't stay up late last night.

Go to bed early.

Although I lay down early last night, I was only half-asleep and half-awake, and I couldn't sleep soundly.

But the old man has always felt shallow, but it did not hinder the spirit of the second day.

Anyway, after staying up at night for half a lifetime, the last day finally had a normal schedule.

The old swordsmith nodded, and rewarded himself with an extra jar of wine.

In the early morning, the old swordsmith opened his eyes, still dressed in sackcloth, and walked down the mountain with a familiar car, sat down in the corner, and waited for breakfast.

In addition to waking up early, the old swordsmith also talked a little more today.

It's rare.

"After you helped me deliver something, didn't that little girl come to the sword shop again?"

The old swordsmith asked calmly towards Sister Cheng, who brought the noodle soup.

Sister Cheng, who was about to turn around and leave, turned her head curiously, looked at the strange old man who took the initiative to speak, and wiped her hand on her apron:

"Didn't come back. Miss A-Qing now seems to live in a noble family on Luming Street, and the high walls of the yard over there are all old and magnificent, I see, she should not work here, her brother has the ability to support the family. ”

After a pause, Sister Cheng brought a new wine jar and placed it on the old swordsmith's table, and before turning around and returning to the kitchen, she recalled:

"Ah Qing also asked me to bring a message, saying that I received the things you sent back, and I would take good care of them, and also asked the old gentleman to pay attention to safety, saying that there may be bad people here, if there is danger, you can find her, and she will ask the nobles."

The old swordsmith nodded, sat behind the table, and drank rice wine alone.

Sister Cheng returned to the kitchen to work.

The sun was shining overhead, and the weather was good, but for some reason today, the manager of the sword shop informed the swordsmiths that they were on vacation today and did not need to go to work, but they had to go to their respective sword furnace rooms during the day to wait.

So there were not many people who came early in the morning, and there were very few people in the breakfast shop, so Sister Cheng was busy quickly.

At the open-air stalls, most of the guests left, including the old man in Mai with a strange temper, who also left with today's new wine jar.

Sister Cheng cleaned up the table, bowls and chopsticks, and waited until she walked to the table where the old man in Mai was eating in the corner.

There was a soft "huh" sound.

The woman looked around, and the table was empty.

The stinky old man did not leave an empty wine jar and new money for tomorrow's rice wine.

Don't have to give him a drink tomorrow?

……

The old swordsmith slowly walked into the room.

Carrying a wine jar in one hand and dragging a small wooden stool in the other.

He sat down in front of a sword-forging furnace that had been out for years.

With his hands on his knees, he took a sip of wine, muttered a few words, and turned his head to look at the sword-casting furnace in front of him silently:

"Senior brother, junior brother, the old man asked you to tease your head and sword, you cut off your head without saying a word, and handed it to the old man with the sword embryo.

This scene, the old man has often dreamed of over the years...... You trust the old man so much?

"In fact, the old man just wants to simply cast a Ding sword, and he has been thinking about it since he was young when he first struck iron, but unfortunately it seems that he was born in the wrong dynasty.

"But now it seems that this Great Zhou Dynasty is not bad, there is a peaceful and prosperous era, and there is no shortage of careerists, isn't Ding Jian about to be released?

"Master, junior brother, you don't want to forge swords for careerists, but you have forgotten one thing, isn't the swordsmith a careerist?

"If you don't have ambition, what kind of sword do you cast? Isn't it the greatest ambition to let myths emerge from the earth?

"What a butterfly stream, a good group of Wu Yue men, in order to forge a sword, I don't know how many big heads have been lost."

He looked down at the turbid water swaying in the jar:

"Heh, you ask the old man what he likes to watch? After my junior brother gave me my head, the old man really had a drama that I couldn't get tired of watching......

"That little girl who was black-faced, the old man is destined for you, what about sending you a future?

"No one could have imagined that a master swordsmith would be inspired by an ordinary female embroiderer to forge a sword.

"However, maybe it's because of this that you little girl stumbled into this kind of vigorous person by mistake.

"It's because of daily contact, the old man is affected by her qi, and when he casts the sword, he is also imperceptible, and in the dark, it is considered that people and swords grow in symbiosis, so he is naturally a vigorous person? Mysterious and mysterious.

"However, that new county order is a bit strange, obviously not, but why would Ding Jian be greedy for his anger? Could it be the other swordsman's magnificence? Not quite like ......"

The old swordsmith shook his head and slammed his mouth:

"It's a pity that it is a leaky body, full of energy, and leaky air, which does not naturally attract qi practitioners to 'watch', it is difficult to keep the opportunity and make wedding clothes for others......

He took out a metal cube wrapped in gray cloth from his bosom, threw it on the table, and sighed:

"In the lotus pagoda of Donglin Temple, the three fingers swore an oath...... One word is true, and those who break the contract will never ...... This blood oath is truly a miracle.

"Those Lotus Sect Qi Practitioners in Donglin Temple have tried so hard, but they have not reached the alliance of the Lotus Pagoda, and they are still under the spell of breaking the covenant, and the Dao veins are cut off.

"The old man's division is also coming soon, the Mei family has long been wiped out, and the old man is the last person.

"It's just a pity that this Lulu Casting Sword Technique, since the first casting of the second Ding Sword, almost half of the casting has been made......

"But there's one more thing. Qin Shi created the first sword-casting technique for Yue Virgin and the noble assassins of the Six Kingdoms, I don't know if it is gone? ”

After muttering for a moment, the unknown old swordsmith looked south at Yun Mengze upstream, and nodded:

"Nujun Palace, the covenant of the master back then, the old man and the bald donkeys of the former Donglin Temple have tried their best to return the Ding Sword, and if the pulse is extinguished, the pulse will be extinguished, with a clear conscience."

In front of the sword-forging furnace, the old man turned around:

"This sword has been dragging on for too long, too long, old man, old man's master, old man's master, three whole generations.

"Well, I know that you are tired of listening crookedly in the furnace, and there will be no more nagging in the future.

"Last night, I flipped through the yellow calendar and said that today is auspicious."

After speaking, in the empty room, the old swordsmith smiled and took a sip of wine, and suddenly reached out.

"Go out and let the qi practitioners of the world take a look at you."

"Dangling" sounded.

The sword-forging furnace is opened.

Empty.

The door opens without wind.

Outside the door.

Within a radius of 100 miles, the sun is shining.

In the eyes of a certain type of person......

There is a blue sword aura, angry Beidou!

(End of chapter)