Seven-Star Sword Sect, Sword Casting Valley.

A wall-hung waterfall flew straight down, encountering raised stones, splashing countless splashes, soaking the valley floor with water stains everywhere.

The turbulent flow into the waterhole makes a loud "coo" sound, causing layers of water to ripple, and the overflowing water gathers into a stream, which meanders down the cliff and out of the valley.

In the stone room that was carved out of the wall, Wen Shou pulled up the sand turning iron pot in the tenth magma furnace, tied the iron chain to the pillar pier and fixed it, and finally took a look at the regular fire room, locked the door and left.

Outside the stone room, stepping on the wet wooden bridge, looking at the waterfalls and streams that I was already familiar with, Wen Shou had mixed feelings in his heart, looked up at the clear blue sky, and fell into deep thought.

Today is the Qingming Festival.

Three days before and four days after the Qingming Festival, you can sacrifice and sweep, the sword master in the sect is busy sweeping the tombs of the ancestors, and many people have left the sect in advance, but you don't care about the thin and dense plum rain blocking the way.

Those who did not go home to worship their ancestors all stepped on the green and planted willows and went to find a secluded visit.

These ordinary men who guard the iron are no exception, and Liu Tong, the manager of the fire room, gives them a three-day holiday.

It's a rare day for Sword Forge Valley to finally start a day of rest.

After the thirty blacksmiths finished making the last sword on the morning of the Qingming Festival, they all rushed to the bathroom to wash their clothes, ready to change into clean, neat, and beautiful clothes, and rushed to Shangzheng City to look for flowers and willows, and squandered the stored sword sect to release the inventory in their bodies.

The Sword Sect is a tael of silver a month, which is quite generous compared to the treatment of ordinary people in other places.

Wen Shou was unfortunate that it was his turn to clean the fire room, so he could only be the last to go out.

He didn't think much of it.

Because he is not from this world, the body he occupies is thousands of miles away from the Seven Star Sword Sect.

First, I can't fight back and forth for three days, and secondly, I don't have any feelings with the family of this body, so it's not bad to stay in the Seven Star Sword Sect to seek opportunities.

On the earth, every Qingming Festival, no matter whether he has money or not, and the thousands of mountains are far away, he has to go home to worship and sweep.

It has been almost three years since I was reborn in the other world, but I haven't sacrificed twice on the Qingming Festival, and I think I should also sacrifice my ancestors, ask for blessings, and see if the ancestral tomb can smoke green.

Therefore, he asked someone to buy sacrifices in advance, and prepared to find a random place in the Sword Forge Valley to worship.

Wen Shou didn't go to the bathhouse, but took the sacrifice and the ordinary saber he had made in the bunk bedroom, and walked towards the barren grass behind the Sword Forge Valley.

"Other people's swords are used to cut people, I can only use you to cut grass, don't care about Brother Jian." Wen Shou used his sword to cut the thatch that blocked the way as he walked.

On weekdays, he has nothing to do, and he also practices sword dancing for a long time, and he still plays well.

However, there is no gas engine to be released, and there is nothing more than a showcase.

This walk, the more remote it became, and all the way through, my arm was about to sore.

He didn't want to go any deeper, so he slashed with his sword and opened up an open area.

"Huh......"

A small stone tablet was hidden in the thatch, and Wen Shou squatted down and pushed away the thatch.

There are only a few five words on the stele - "Han Wang, the iron man", there is no life and death taboo, and I don't know who set up the stele.

is also an obscure iron-striker, sympathetic to the same disease, and Wen Shou can't help but show a mocking look.

Thinking that the deceased Han Wang had no one to sacrifice and sweep, and the grave collapsed, he felt desolate, and his heart of compassion was greatly moved.

So, he cut down all the wild grass around him, repaired the surrounding grass neatly, and added new soil to the collapsed tomb, and did all this, and simply placed the offerings in front of Han Wang's tomb, lit paper money, incense sticks, and candles, and bowed respectfully, and silently recited in his mouth:

"Unfilial descendants Wen Shou is trapped in another world for no reason, and he can't return home, so he can only sacrifice to his ancestors and pray for the ancestors to bless his unfilial descendants."

Suddenly, a strange scene appeared, a puff of green smoke came out of the grave and escaped into Wen Shou's body, and then a book of tomb sweeping appeared in his mind.

The three lines of golden characters on the page are unusually eye-catching:

One chance: to obtain the talent of the deceased - Yin and Yang Fish Diagram.

Two auspicious murderers: big murderers.

Three questions: ?

Just when Wen Shou was still in a state of confusion, the question mark after the question began to flicker and make a buzzing sound.

According to the understanding of the Earth Guard, this TMD is a prelude to self-destruction.

He hurriedly wrote it in his mind through his consciousness: How can I avoid the murderer?

got Wen Shou's response, the question mark stopped flickering and sounded, and soon a line of words typed out: Yuheng Peak is a nobleman.

"And then?" Wen Shou continued to ask.

The question mark was gone, and only the line that was typed later appeared in the question, and there was no movement.

After asking many times, in the end, until the tomb sweeping book was replaced by the yin and yang fish map, there was no response, Wen Shou deduced that this tomb sweeping book should only be able to ask one question.

"Finally got the system, it seems that God didn't miss me, and finally remembered to let my hard days come to an end."

He sensed the slowly rotating yin-yang fish diagram in his mind, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

At this moment, Wen Shou heard the bell ringing in front of the valley, and it rang three times in a row, which was the bell for the emergency work assembly.

Wen Shou didn't have time to think about it, so he hurried towards the fire room.

Back in the fire room, a group of blacksmiths in shirts lined up in the dim and cramped stone room, listening to the talk of a long-robed swordsman.

The expressions of the blacksmith and the swordsman are in stark contrast.

The blacksmiths are all scattered, with a resentful and stinky face that dares to be angry but dare not speak.

The swordsman looked arrogant, looking high, and his eyes were full of disdain and contempt.

He spoke even more commandingly: "The Seven Star Sword Sect can take in you ordinary people to stay in the Sword Casting Valley, don't think that the Seven Star Sword Sect needs you, it would be a big mistake to think about you like this, the Seven Star Sword Sect only needs one order, and thousands of wrestlers are willing to come to the Sword Casting Valley to strike iron, three-legged toads are not easy to find, and there are many two-legged people." ”

As the swordsman paced past the blacksmiths, he said:

"Who is not willing to rush to make this batch of sword blanks, stand up like a big husband, I will not force you, you can rest assured, I promise not to embarrass you, you are not qualified to embarrass me."

The sharp gaze roamed by, and the blacksmith's stinky face seemed to be surprised by some kind of surprise, and immediately looked good.

No one dared to respond, and the swordsman's tone improved a little, after all, these blacksmiths needed to work hard next:

"Being able to stay in the Sword Casting Valley is a great opportunity for you, if one day you are favored by a sword master, accept you as a registered disciple, pass on the swordsmanship, and from then on, you will rise to the top, and glorify your ancestors, which is not without in the history of my Seven Star Sword Sect."

A good pie drawn... Wen Shou muttered inwardly.

After a pause, the swordsman looked like a teacher who hated iron and could not become steel, and was good for you, and earnestly taught:

"Now you haven't been selected, that's because you're not good enough, there are classics in the library, you can exchange merit points, learn more and improve, don't just think about eating, drinking, and having fun, wasting time."

"Well, I won't say much, think about it yourself," said the swordsman through the way to the door, "come with four men and follow me to bring the iron sand." ”

The four blacksmiths followed the swordsman out.

"Xiao Qi, you just pulled me to do something, let him Liu Butong go to order, this is to see where he is going to summon thousands of wrestlers to strike iron."

Looking at the back of the swordsman leaving, Wen Shou said indignantly to a strong man.

Xiao Qi pursed his lips and said helplessly: "Wen Shou, what do you talk to him, he has a way to rectify you, and you are the one who suffers in the end." ”

Wen Shou shouted: "He dares, it's a big deal that I will give up my life and sue the Seven Star Sword Sect, I am not unreasonable, the Seven Star Sword Sect is unreasonable, and the Jin State Tingwei Temple, who has been working day and night, who can afford it, where are so many sword blanks to be made, I doubt that Liu Butong is filling his own pockets and reselling the sword of the Seven Star Sword Sect outside......"

Xiao Qi covered Xiao Qi's mouth and admonished: "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." ”

Wen Shou was speechless, and seeing that the other blacksmiths didn't pay attention to them, he cast Xiao Qi a grateful look.

Xiao Qi let go.

Wen Shou broke his mouth again: "We are living people, not dead things, today is the Qingming Festival, we should threaten and threaten, otherwise he thinks we are soft persimmons and pinch them casually." ”

Xiao Qi said sarcastically: "When Liu Butong comes back, you go and threaten him to see what benefits you can get, I will wait to see your tricks." ”