More than 60 kilometers away in the mountains, the gurgling stream seems to cleanse people's hearts, and the sound of tinkling is reflected in the old and young beside the stream.

said that he was young, but in fact, Ma Xianhong is now thirty years old, and the two moles under the corners of his eyes are particularly bright under the reflection of the stream.

At this time, there was a black doll lying on his lap, with his smart fingertips and eyes constantly flashing red, and the expression on his face was extremely focused, as if in front of him was a work of art that would make him fall in love with it for a lifetime.

Strictly speaking, this is his second black puppet, but in fact, this time Bi Lao left just to ask him for a white puppet as a souvenir.

But after all, Bi Yuan, who is also his teacher and friend, wants to travel far away, and he always feels that it is a little difficult to take out the white puppet as a work of his youth, so he simply took out a small amount of time to send this one.

Time was passing bit by bit, and his concentration made Bi Yuan unbearable to bother, with a smile on his gray hair and beard.

At first, he repeatedly emphasized that he was just an old man who didn't use much, and no one would worry about him when he went out, so it was enough to ask for a white puppet to make a souvenir, but it was difficult to resist the hospitality, and he could only let Ma Xianhong's enthusiasm go.

This child is like this, he is equally enthusiastic about everyone, it is difficult for anyone to be hostile to him, and if you stay with him for a while, you can feel his incomparable charm, and almost make a prodigal like him reluctant to leave.

It's just that I still have to go.

Before he finished speaking, when Ma Xianhong finished the final debugging, he finally helped the black puppet in his hand up, breathed a long sigh of relief, and looked at the work in front of him with a satisfied expression.

"Bi Lao, do you have to leave in such a hurry?"

When he turned his head, there was still some faint reluctance in his eyes, for Ma Xianhong, all emotions did not have to be hidden, especially in this paradise that he had devoted himself to building isolated from the outside world.

"Hehehe" Bi Yuan nodded with a smile when he heard this, "Village Chief, you are very grateful for taking care of the old man these days, but unfortunately I am just the most ordinary old guy, old man." ”

"I'm already very satisfied to be around an extraordinary person like you for a while."

"When I was young, I didn't have much ability, and now I can't be disgusted when I'm old, don't look at the old man, my legs and feet are not good, my own catties are clear!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand to interrupt Ma Xianhong, who was just about to speak, "Pony."

"Hehe, I'll take it up, and call you a pony from the perspective of age!"

"I said it a long time ago, I'll leave when I have a chance to repay you for taking care of you."

In fact, it doesn't matter what Ma Xianhong repays or not, this one has given him a lot of experience help during this period of time, so that he has taken a lot of detours, which are already a very valuable wealth.

But not long ago, Bi Yuan's words made his long-stagnant plan start to turn, and he mentioned two people.

One is the creator of the Divine Machine, Huang Yueying, of course, this can be regarded as a legend, I heard that there are seven exquisite hearts, and a series of works made are also regarded as classics by all refiners in later generations.

At the same time, she is also the only one who has created a self-cultivation furnace, but she can't create a self-cultivation furnace with divine skills alone!

This is the dead end he has fallen into, and not long ago, when Bi Yuan reminded him that it was not easy for Huang Yueying to build a self-cultivation furnace at that time, the most important reason was actually two, one was that he had the greatest alien Zhuge Liang by his side, and the other was that he had the will of Yan Han at that time as the cornerstone.

Ma Xianhong's eyes were extremely bright in the first half of the sentence of such a creek, at least Bi Yuan gave him a direction, he never was presumptuous, not to mention anything else, if he only talked about craftsmanship, he didn't feel that he was much weaker than those Wuhou heirs of the Zhuge family, but

The extreme he has achieved is only the ultimate in his own vision, if he invites a person from the Zhuge family to look at the problem with their eyes, maybe there will really be a different result.

As for the second half of the sentence, it made his heart cool again, after all, it is possible to invite the Zhuge family, I heard that there was a miserable Zhuge Qing on the Luo Tian Jiao not long ago, saying what kind of millennium genius, such a good thing should be able to get a trip.

But, providence!

Although this thing is indeed ethereal, he does not deny its existence, especially for those who have the Eight Wonder Skills, it is extremely obvious, but the providence of heaven has always been on the side of the world.

That is, on the company's side, it is difficult for him to achieve great things even with the help of the Zhuge family.

But Bi Yuan seemed to have known about this for a long time, so he just smiled freely, said the name "Su Ming", and gave him a location.

He wouldn't suspect that Bi Yuan would lie to him, and even if he did, everything involving the Cultivation Furnace might be worth his attempt.

"Don't say anything to persuade you, some people need you to grasp more, if you grasp it, your little problem is not a problem"

Before Bi Yuan's words were finished, the others had already slowly got up, and then the old man's palm gently patted the black puppet and put it into the devouring sac.

"Gone! There will be a period later! ”

The voice was very slow and deep, but it also extinguished all Ma Xianhong's thoughts of catching up.

The rickety figure slowly walked away, and his mind was back on the situation in front of him.

"The black puppet was given to the Zhuge family before, and we have to hurry up and make two more, at least the stove can't be missed."

"The people of the Zhuge family still have two days to arrive."

"Fu Rong has been waiting for a day over there, and I don't know what the result is."

He sighed softly, in fact, for him, such a village, so that all the persecuted people have a place to rest, a carefree place, this is enough.

But the task given to him by his sister has been done for so many years, and it has been so long since he blocked this last step, even if he doesn't have hope, he wants to try, and he doesn't want to disappoint his sister.

When the day the stove is finished, my sister is right, when the stove is finished, there will be no more aliens and ordinary people in this world, and then there will be no discrimination in this world.

While thinking about it, he walked up the stream, but just a few meters away, he suddenly stopped and smiled, "Is this what providence looks like?" It's a little wicked."

In the eyepiece of his left eye, a flying insect that kept fluttering its wings in the air was pinched by Su Ming on his fingertips.

This is one of his works, it's not a masterpiece, but it's also easy and convenient to make, this whole mountain is covered by such flying insects, as long as there is a little wind and grass, he can know it, so Su Ming and Fu Rong and others met him in the first second they stepped into the mountain.

In this way, the matter of black puppets should also be put aside, and now it is time to go and see what is going on with this so-called providence.

Syllable!

Bang Bang Bang!

Su Ming's fingers shook slightly, and the entire four scouting flying insects could only make the last sound in his hands.

"Humph! Along the way, they kept saying that they were invited and that they were treated politely, but how to explain such an attitude? ”

The person who spoke was Tu Junfang, as an old powerhouse, he was not weak, but now he consciously played the role of a lackey in Su Ming's team.

Some people have to say two sentences, others can be disgusting to him, but Su Ming must not be half unhappy, this is his life creed from now on.

Of course, if after beheading the three corpses.

"No, no, no, we have no ill will!" Fu Rong hurriedly waved her hands, her eyes kept drifting over Su Ming's face, and she could see that she also wanted to explain, "That's."

"I don't need to explain."

Su Ming said lightly, but he didn't want to embarrass this girl, "I just don't like to be stared at like this, so if I want to meet, I will come in person." ”

As soon as Su Ming's voice fell, a hearty laugh resounded throughout the jungle.

"Hahaha!"

"That's true! It's me Ma Xianhong who didn't entertain well, please forgive me! ”

Then everyone saw the white-haired and white-robed young man, but they could also see his pride, and he just bowed slightly and straightened up again.

"What did you just call me?" Su Ming himself is not a person who is limited to understanding, and he didn't even look at that scene before passing by, but that sentence is extremely interesting.

"Providence, this is the guidance of an elder." Although he said it, his eyes didn't seem to be looking at a real providence, but looked up and down, as if he wanted to find a trace of "providence" from Su Ming.

But after reading it, he didn't rush to conclusions, but smiled slowly and said, "Whether it is refining or forging, the most important thing is to look at the material, if the material is not selected accurately, it is difficult to make up for those congenital deficiencies no matter how superb the skills are, so for a good refiner, there is almost no possibility of seeing this pair of eyes wrong."

"If that's the case, I'm sure you're not from the company."

This is the judgment he gave.

"So, I'm not providential?"

Su Ming raised his eyes and glanced at the young man in front of him, Su Ming could only see the fiery enthusiasm in him, he had no doubt that even if he was sure that he was not the providence he said, as long as he wanted to, he would not hesitate to embrace himself into Biyou Village to be his next brother.

Friendship, dreams, blood, uninhibited. There is no doubt that he Ma Xianhong is such a leader who never lacks personality charm, and if it is placed in ancient times, it is also a hegemon.

It's a pity that he lives in modern times, an era that is completely opposite to his dream, he wants to be all strangers in the world, but what the company wants is to try not to have strangers in this era.

This sentence made Ma Xianhong stunned, he had asked Bi Yuan why he said that Su Ming was the will of heaven, but he didn't say it, just let himself grasp it.

But in his consciousness, isn't the providence of heaven the side of the general trend?

"I don't know." He shook his head a little dazedly.

"I am." Seeing him like this, Su Ming no longer teased him, after all, he was here to cooperate, not to fight, so there were some things that should be done first.

As he spoke, he took out the victory evil.

Victory and evil have been extremely painful since absorbing the slaughter of the tiger, almost all the time they are no longer tormented by that kind of colic, Su Ming can vaguely feel that now that he has just been taken out, there is no longer the arrogance and evil spirit he once had, and some are just the knife lines curled up at the hilt and slowly wriggling.

"Providence wants to ask you a question, can you see the problem with this knife?"

Straight to the point, all cooperation is based on this, of course, because he has endured it for a long time at this moment, and it is extremely urgent.

Ma Xianhong's eyes had changed the moment he saw the knife, and he became a little fanatical, and at the same time, his hands couldn't help but want to step forward and touch them.

"What a knife this is."

He has been refining weapons all his life, from the beginning of carving puppets with Ma Benzai's grandfather when he was a child, until now, there are countless pieces of artworks in his hands, and no one in this world can question his skills.

As for the eyes, I have already said it once, and this pair of eyes has already determined the extraordinary nature of this knife in the first second of seeing it.

Now watching Su Ming take it out even made him forget all his troubles about the self-cultivation furnace at that moment.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the hand he had just stretched out trembled, and everyone could see that Ma Xianhong's body began to tremble unconsciously, and the pain that was visible to the naked eye had already climbed up his face in a very short time.

Su Ming slowly moved the knife away, preventing Ma Xianhong in this state from coming into contact with the victory evil.

The current victory and evil have long been his indispensable weapon, and what he tasted by his side was the sweetness that others might not have in their lives, and now a person comes up if he is not sucked dry or has no reaction, recognize the Lord?

Who deserves it?

Ma Xianhong before, as the owner of the Divine Refining, Su Ming originally just wanted to remind him of a sentence or two and let him make his own choice, after all, he couldn't control this thing, but such a refiner shouldn't be a big problem.

And if it's in its current state.

Forget it, after all, it's the last hope for the victory over evil.

After a while, Ma Xianhong slowly straightened up, and there was a violent wheezing sound in his throat, and he stopped for a long time before revealing a slightly apologetic smile, "Sorry, I'm sick, I scared you."

But the old problem he said was not ordinary, and in Su Ming's eyes, there were traces to follow.

He clearly saw that from the beginning, there was a faint worry in Ma Xianhong's sunny eyes, maybe light, but it never faded.

It wasn't until Lao Ma saw that after seeing the victory over evil, the eagerness, fanaticism and joy in his eyes made him completely forget that trace of worry at that moment, but it was also the second when the worry disappeared, his body began to tremble, and severe pain began.

And correspondingly, when he finally knew what to think, the sharp pain disappeared naturally.

The control of the old horse may be more terrifying than anyone thinks.

(End of chapter)