Lu Xiaoer stood at the door, stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he was thinking about his uncle there before, so he casually asked how much it cost to buy a yard in the East China Sea.

It's just that in the past two days, because of You Chunshan's unlucky thing, I forgot about it.

Lao Li stood there, while re-feeding the sword embryos that had been beaten by everyone into the furnace, while holding a towel to wipe his sweat, he looked back at the young man with a smile and said.

"It's probably Qingjiao to the north of the town, and the yard in the city generally costs about twenty taels of silver, and if you want to buy something better, it will be more expensive."

Lu Xiaoer was still thinking about it there, and he heard the stout man teasing there.

"You kid, you're only twelve years old, do you have to think so far?"

“......”

Lu Xiaoer took off his clothes, and took a leather apron and tied it to his body.

"I asked for my uncle."

Although the little boy is only twelve years old, he is also a sword cultivator after all, and the young man's body does not seem weak, but he still has a sense of strength.

Lao Li heard this, so he subconsciously looked at the high cliff.

Lu Xiaoer's uncle, they naturally know who it is.

It was the sword cultivator who climbed the cliff that day.

"Your uncle is about the same, after all, he is sixteen years old, standing at thirty, and squatting at fifteen and a half hahaha."

The blacksmith laughed again.

Lu Xiaoer shook his head helplessly, put the Xiwu Sword aside, and was taken by Lao Li, who was resting there.

This man, who has forged swords in the town for many years, can only be said to be in love with the sword of the little boy.

The sword was unsheathed and the cold light filled the courtyard.

It is probably just like the noon forest stream exuding a clear glow.

In the afternoon, by the fireside of the courtyard under the cliff, there was more scorching light.

Lao Li, who claimed to be the best blacksmith in the town, couldn't stop sighing.

"It would be nice when I could forge a sword like this."

Lu Xiaoer glanced back at him, in fact, not only him, but the blacksmith of this sword-forging furnace loved such a sword to death.

When Lu Xiaoer came here, they didn't plan to let him come to fight the iron cast sword because the little boy was too young, but after seeing the sword behind Lu Xiaoer, they changed their minds.

Although Kamigawa has laws, it probably can't control the East China Sea now, because I heard that Nanyi City is reversed, and the fog miasma of Yunmeng Daze has also dispersed, and there is even a witch armor to come, and Huaidu has finally made a move.

So they were very careful to keep the little boy behind, saying that he was reforging his sword.

Lu Xiaoer is indeed forging his own sword.

The sword-casting furnace used the Xiwu sword as a mold and re-poured a mold.

Most of the swords cast these days are imitation swords of Xiwu Sword.

It's just obvious that such a sword is not forged, but tempered in the sword lake where the grass is fireflies.

Although Wu Dalong's craftsmanship is good, he naturally can't do this good job, not to mention, such a sword may not be cast by Wu Dalong, maybe it was thrown into it by the generation of wronged sect masters before the Tianya Sword Sect.

"And then you're going to die without regrets?"

Lu Xiaoer walked to the stove, stretched out his head to look at the red-burned sword embryo inside, and then took it out and put it on the table, surrounded by the sword intent of vitality, picked up the hammer and began to clang.

Although it is said that there is no need to use such a thing as heaven and earth vitality to forge swords in the world, the sword in the hands of sword cultivators naturally needs to be hammered out from under their hands.

It's just that after all, Lu Xiaoer is a twelve-year-old boy, and he is not a perennial iron striker, so he naturally can't keep up with his physique, so he has to use some heaven and earth vitality.

But maybe it's also a kind of practice.

After all, this also includes the exercise of the use of vitality.

Lao Li smiled.

"If it can really be cast, how can their sword cultivators be willing to let me die."

This is indeed a great truth.

Although most of the blacksmiths in the town are actually from the world, their status is still very respectable.

After all, the sword cultivator is busy cultivating the sword, so there is always someone to help strike the iron.

A blacksmith walked to the side to rest, so Lao Li came up again.

Someone began to quench, and the entire sword-forging furnace began to fill the area with water vapor like a mist after the sound of a clang.

The furnace in front of him was red, but it quickly steamed away the water vapor in front of him, Lu Xiaoer paused a little, and started beating again.

The fireside was clanging, and the sound was staggered.

It's like beating a musical instrument with a strong sense of rhythm.

Lu Xiaoer then thought of Le Chaotian, who was making tunes, and also thought of You Chunshan, who was waiting in the alley.

"Uncle Li."

The little boy was striking iron while asking the blacksmith Lao Li on the side.

"Huh?"

"How much is the cheapest sword we've ever sold here?"

"It seems to be more than 1,700 yuan, after all, our stove is also a very good batch in the town, so naturally it can't be sold too cheaply."

Lao Li stopped as he spoke, and poked his face through the vapor.

"What is this for, you ask? Planning to buy a sword? In fact, you yourself have said that when you were in Lingnan before, you learned your uncle to cast swords, and the craftsmanship is also good, if you want a sword, you can actually fight it yourself, and I will talk about the raw materials with the shopkeeper, and give it to you at cost price. But you have such a good sword, what else do you need a sword for? ”

Lu Xiaoer shook his head and said, "I asked for someone else." ”

"Oh, if it's a friend, I can give you a discount and less money."

"It's not a friend, but an unlucky guy I met yesterday said that he wanted a sword to see if it could be used from time to time. But he doesn't have a lot of money, and I want to earn some kickbacks. ”

“...... Haha. ”

Lao Li looked at the little boy who was knocking on the sword embryo and said sincerely that he wanted to earn some kickbacks, and kept laughing.

Lu Xiaoer looked at Lao Li and said, "Is there any problem?" ”

Of course, there is no problem.

After all, they are not friends, and they should earn some kickbacks.

"It's nothing, I just think you're being too honest. How much money does he have? ”

"More than 700 yuan."

"Then you have to earn a hundred wen. That is, ask 600 Wen to get him a sword. The blacksmith's head retracted into the water vapor again, but he was seriously helping Lu Xiaoer calculate.

"I also treated him to a bowl of five-dollar noodles in the morning."

Lu Xiaoer said seriously.

"Well, after all, the wool comes out of the sheep. It's just that 600 wen sells a sword... Hiss.. Forget it, I'll just ask for you. Lao Li said, shouting at those who were quenching.

"Then who, you come to the top, I'll go find the shopkeeper."

So Lao Li left the backyard of the sword-forging and headed towards the front yard.

It wasn't long before the shirtless man returned.

"The shopkeeper said that if you are a friend, you can do it, and if you are not a friend, it will cost at least 1,600 yuan."

Lu Xiaoer pondered there.

"Do I have to be friends with him first?"

Lao Li said with a smile: "It's not impossible. ”

It's just that Lu Xiaoer shook his head very sincerely.

"This really doesn't work."

"Why?"

"Do you dare to be friends with someone who can walk and fall on the ground more than ten times a day?"

Lao Li took a deep breath.

"Is it really that unlucky?"

Only then did he understand that Lu Xiaoer's first unlucky sentence was not a joke, but a fact.

So it's probably cheaper for you, just make a friend, and no one dares to say it.

Lu Xiaoer nodded very seriously.

"Then you can treat it as a bowl of noodles."

......

"How do you say that sentence, bad luck and bad fate are common things in the world."

The young man was obviously more educated than his uncle.

Lu Xiaoer stood under the tree in the alley, looking at the young man who was sitting under the tree in the light of dusk.

"I really can't help with this, they said the minimum is 1,06."

You Chunshan sighed, stood up, looked at Lu Xiaoer and said, "I know, thank you senior brother." ”

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said: "Actually, you don't have to come to this town to buy a sword, after all, this is under the sword grinding cliff, and the sword must be more expensive....."

You Chunshan said softly: "It's because this is under the Sword Grinding Cliff that I came here." How can the sword of the world suppress such an unfortunate fate. ”

Lu Xiaoer pondered for a while, but nodded thoughtfully.

It's just that I'm curious again.

"At that time, the Taoist said that you would become a great sword cultivator, did you say how you would do it?"

You Chunshan sat there carefully and thought for a long time, then shook his head.

"Nope."

Lu Xiaoer said: "Then how do you know that you must have a sword?" ”

You Chunshan said: "Can sword cultivation be without a sword? ”

Lu Xiaoer said sincerely: "Nowadays, the sword in the world is much cheaper than the sword, you can buy a knife, and then lie to yourself that this is a single-edged sword." ”

“......”

Lu Xiaoer said very reasonably: "Zhang Xiaoyu, you know, he also used Hongzhong as a sword, and the knife is always more reliable than mahjong." ”

You Chunshan took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that what Lu Xiaoer said made sense.

The young man stood up as he spoke.

"Does that senior brother know where knives are sold in the town?"

Lu Xiaoer shook his head.

"Senior brother, don't you know or don't?"

Lu Xiaoer raised his hand and pointed to the high cliff beside him.

"What's that?"

"Grinding Sword Cliff."

"That's right, this is the Sword Grinding Cliff, the territory of the East China Sea Sword Sect, even the Daoists rarely come over, do you think there will be sword cultivation?"

You Chunshan thought of a very serious question.

"Then I really use a sword as a sword, saying that I am a sword cultivator, will I be killed in this kind of place."

Lu Xiaoer was stunned for a moment.

Knives and mahjong are naturally different.

Someone holding a sword in the red will only provoke the world's wow wow wow wow oh oh wow oh

But take a sword as a sword......

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you're getting sick.

Lu Xiaoer walked silently towards the outside of the alley.

Lu Xiaoer walked out of the alley, glanced back at You Chunshan, who didn't know why he fell again on the way over, and then looked up at a child on the street of the town who was running over with a wooden sword, but suddenly thought of something.

Turning his head to look at You Chunshan, he said, "Actually, I still have an idea, but I don't know if you can accept it." ”

You Chunshan's spirit was shocked.

"Senior brother, please speak."

As soon as Lu Xiaoer opened his mouth, a blade of grass that flew from nowhere fell into his mouth, which made the little boy speechless and spit out the blade of grass in his mouth.

"If you have something to say, don't call me senior brother, just call me who."

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan helplessly.

I don't even want to be a friend with you, and you still want to be my junior brother?

You Chunshan closed his mouth sincerely.

Lu Xiaoer looked at the child who ran through the street.

"Is the wooden sword okay?"

You Chunshan was stunned, and then said with some hesitation: "Wooden sword? Is this also considered sword cultivation? ”

Lu Xiaoer said: "Why don't you go and ask him, is he a sword cultivator?" ”

The boy pointed to the child.

You Chunshan looked over, and then fell silent.

Naturally, he didn't ask.

Because that child will only say with pride, I am a famous sword cultivator in the world.

Then he waved the wooden sword in his hand and slashed away from the yellow flowers on the side of the road.

You don't have to ask.

Because You Chunshan did this when he was a child.

Lu Xiaoer also did this when he was a child.

The little boy walked out of the alley with his sword on his back, walked for a while, looked back at You Chunshan, tilted his head and said, "What are you still doing in a daze?" ”

You Chunshan came back to his senses, looked at the little boy and said, "So what are we going to do?" ”

The young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes said with an extremely serious expression: "I'll take you to buy a sword." ”

You Chunshan was about to ask where to go, but when he caught a glimpse of such a child who was still bouncing around the crowd with his sword, he suddenly understood.

It's just that he's still a little hesitant.

Lu Xiaoer turned around and left.

"Don't buy it."

You Chunshan gritted his teeth and chased after him.

......

On the 14th day of March 1004, someone bought a wooden sword from a small town boy at the expense of all his possessions.

Lu Xiaoer stood by the twilight stream with a sword in his hand, holding a dog's tail grass in his mouth, standing against the wind.

The little boy with clear eyebrows has always been okay in pretending to be forced.

You Chunshan was sitting by the stream rock, silently looking at the wooden sword on his knees, this posture was learned from Lu Xiaoer.

"I still feel a little lost, no, it's a loss."

After all, for more than 700 yuan, he bought such a wooden sword, which is like a complete idiot.

Lu Xiaoer glanced back at this unlucky bastard, and said very sincerely: "The book says that a thousand dollars buy horse bones, so there are thousands of miles to come, and you can buy a wooden sword with all your belongings, so that you can truly recognize your identity as a sword cultivator." ”

You Chunshan was silent for a while, and then said, "So there is a sword intent?" ”

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "I don't know." ”

After all, the person who bought the wooden sword was not him Lu Xiaoer.

You Chunshan sat by the stream, quietly feeling the twilight breeze.

Of course there will be no fart.

It's just that the mountain wind, the stream, the sea breeze, and the wind blow together, which makes this young man feel a little melancholy.

It's just that after sitting quietly for a long time, You Chunshan also calmed down.

After all, I've been unlucky for a lifetime, even if the money doesn't have to go out, I don't know when it will fall, just treat it as if I fell on the road on the ground, and then the money fell.

You Chunshan thought hungrily.

The sound in the stomach is clearer than the sound of a sword.

You Chunshan picked up the wooden sword in his lap, and then jumped into the stream with a thud.

The little boy on the side was also startled.

Fortunately, You Chunshan quickly stood up and raised a fish in his hand with a smile.

"Division.... Who, I seem to have really come to work, and just now I was a little hungry, and I saw a fish knock on a stone and faint. ”

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan who was standing in the stream in a wet body in surprise.

Is it really that amazing?

Really not a dumpling for the New Year?

You Chunshan probably didn't think about it so much, he looked at Lu Xiaoer with the fish in his arms and said very seriously: "Thank you for that person." ”

“......”

You Chunshan smiled again, holding the fish and running towards Lu Xiaoer, only to take a step forward, and fell down very magically, the dizzy grass carp was thrown into the air, and fell back to the grass in a daze.

You Chunshan also fell a little dizzy, shook his head, and then picked up the fish again.

It's probably really a dumpling for the New Year.

Lu Xiaoer looked at You Chunshan silently.

Then he helped him light the sword fire.

You Chunshan was grilling fish while holding his wooden sword very preciously.

In fact, You Chunshan also understood some things after a fall, but after all, he spent all his belongings to buy the sword, if he couldn't even give him a comfort, this young man would probably really be angry to death.

......

The evening breeze of the twilight stream, the high cliffs of the clouds.

After You Chunshan finished eating the fish, he followed the example of Lu Xiaoer, carried a sword on his back, and sat down by the stream.

Lu Xiaoer was cultivating sword intent, and You Chunshan just watched quietly.

Of course, there is no such thing as a predecessor's sword intent, please accept such a story as a disciple.

You Chunshan had been to some Sword Sects before, and naturally knew that he couldn't breathe out vitality without the root of heaven and earth, so he just looked at this young boy with clear eyebrows with envy.

"Well, I sometimes wonder if you're a very young boy after all."

You Chunshan leaned his head on the hand that was propped up on his knees, which made his entire jaw squeezed, and his mouth was like a fish's mouth, the only pity was that he would not spit bubbles.

"Buying a wooden sword with a lot of money in exchange for sincerity, probably this is something that is difficult for a teenager to think of."

Lu Xiaoer thought for a while and said, "Probably I can understand the mood you want to climb out?" ”

That's why I obviously don't want to deal with this unlucky guy, but I still seriously help him think about these things.

"Why?"

Lu Xiaoer said calmly: "Because I am a Lingnan sword cultivator. ”

You Chunshan seems to understand a little.

After all, the Lingnan Sword Sect, a southern sword cultivation community, is still quite well-known in the world.

Lu Xiaoer raised his head and looked at the twilight sky.

Maybe it's remembering something from last year.

And he heard the words of his master, the little Lingnan sword cultivator and the East China Sea sword cultivator from a distance.

"We're just ordinary, not rotten."

Lu Xiaoxiao was talking about Lingnan at that time.

And when Lu Xiaoer said it by this stream, he used us.

You Chunshan looked at this little boy very shocked, he naturally didn't know that such a sentence came from this little boy's master, not this little boy.

It's just that the little boy who can remember such a sentence deeply and clearly probably has similar thoughts in his heart.

It's just that the way to express it is missing.

You Chunshan looked down at the wooden sword in his arms, took a deep breath, and gradually calmed down.

"Senior brother is right."

This sentence You Chunshan did not replace it with whom.

Although he was very sincere, Lu Xiaoer was not moved.

even felt that he was taking revenge.