Every time Fu Shiyi dropped the hammer, it seemed ordinary, but it had a kind of charm, forming a strange energy field around her, Grandpa Zhang was a person who came over, and he recognized Fu Shiyi at a glance that he was in a state of epiphany.

Grandpa Zhang stared and thought for a moment.

Robes waved.

Suddenly, one by one, a large golden talisman appeared, and they rotated rapidly around Fu Shiyi, and with Fu Shiyi's breathing, they were absorbed one by one.

Grandpa Zhang's face flashed with surprise:

"This girl's sense is even stronger than I thought. In that case, let's give you a creation. ”

Grandpa Zhang closed his eyes, his hands were like playing Tai Chi, moving slowly, seemingly ordinary, but with every shaking of him, more golden runes emerged from the void in the thatched hut.

"Bell, bell!"

The sound of the thatched hut striking iron was leisurely transmitted in all directions.

The rabbit running in the sycamore forest suddenly pricked up its ears, and its eyes seemed to be more agile with a sly turn, and the song of the birds in the sycamore tree was even more crisp and moving.

The sound of striking iron is endless.

Meiya, who was standing on the top of the mountain waiting for Fu Shiyi, also heard it.

It was the first time she heard the sound of striking iron from the thatched house, and she couldn't help but be a little stupid for a while: "This sound of striking iron is even more beautiful than the opera sung by Guo Meiren in the town, this grandfather is really capable." ”

Meiya subconsciously thought that this iron sound was done by Grandpa Zhang.

She waited on the top of the mountain until the sun set and night fell, but no one from Fu Shiyi appeared as before, and the beautiful sound of striking iron continued.

"What's going on?"

Meiya couldn't help but be a little worried, she waited in place for another hour, the family had a lot of work to do, thought about it and went down the mountain, when she fed the rabbits in the backyard, she pricked up her ears, listening to whether there was Fu Shiyi's footsteps.

"It's night, Eleven, this girl, hasn't come back yet?"

Miya stands at the entrance of the village holding a lantern.

After waiting for Fu Shiyi to return for a long time, he thought that she should have spent the night in the thatched house.

However.

For three months.

Fu Shiyi didn't appear again, and every day she could hear the sound of the bell on the top of the mountain, Meiya couldn't help but be anxious, and mobilized the entire iron village to go to Luoxia Mountain to look for it.

But the villagers have heard since they were children that Grandpa Zhang is an old monster who has become a spirit.

Now that Fu Shiyi has also disappeared, coupled with the continuous sound of iron, most of the villagers are reluctant to go, and under Meiya's heavy reward, less than ten people are willing to go to the back mountain to find someone.

Miya stands on top of the mountain.

Divide the people into four waves, and look in the four directions of east, east, west, and north.

"Meiya, we looked for it inch by inch, but we really couldn't find your eleven, I guess......... You don't want to stay in this nine anymore, you better go back early. ”

The crowd dispersed.

Only the beautiful buds that fell still insisted on gritting their teeth and going up the mountain every day to find Fu Shiyi.

The heavy snow passed, after the beginning of spring, and the beginning of autumn, the winter solstice of the second year came as scheduled, and Meiya turned over the entire Luoxia Mountain several times, but still failed to find Fu Shiyi's figure.

The sound of striking iron in the sycamore forest has never stopped.

........

When Fu Shiyi opened his eyes from that mystery, he saw that the square iron in his hand had actually been forged into a long sword.

The sword seems ordinary.

But Fu Shiyi faintly felt that there was a powerful power contained in it.

"Awake?"

A hoarse voice sounded behind her, Fu Shiyi was startled, looked back, and saw that it was Grandpa Zhang, who was busy saluting:

"Grandpa Zhang. ”

She had been waiting for his old man here for a year.

can be regarded as looking forward to bringing him back:

"Grandpa Zhang, my sister specially prepared an apprenticeship ceremony for me and asked me to bring it to you, but I don't know if you have anything special about apprenticeship?"

Grandpa Zhang waved his hand.

opened the curtain and motioned Fu Shiyi to go out: "You've been out for a long time, and if you don't go back, you'll never see your sister again, go back quickly." ”

Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment.

Didn't she just come in the morning?

And what did Grandpa Zhang's words mean, could it be that something happened to my sister, Fu Shiyi chuckled in his heart, picked up the hem of his clothes and ran out, and at the same time did not forget to say:

"Grandpa Zhang, I'll come back tomorrow to apprentice!"

Grandpa Zhang looked at Fu Shiyi who ran into the Wutong Forest, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and when Fu Shiyi came out of the forest, he waved his robe.

The whole sycamore forest disappeared.

The thatched hut disappeared with it.

Fu Shiyi, who was rushing home, ran and ran, and found that this Luoxia Mountain seemed to be different from when she came in the morning, she remembered that when she passed through Cangzi Ridge, the cangzi was only knee-high to her, but now the cangzi has grown to more than six meters high, and further on, she found that the Miaoli tree that entered the mountain was lush and green, and it was a centuries-old tree at a glance.

Fu Shiyi's heart began to become uneasy.

When she arrived at the entrance of the village.

It was found that there was a tall archway in the village, on which the words "Iron Village" were still written, and the road leading to the village was paved with small stones, turning into an official road that could be passed by two carriages.

After she entered the village.

I saw that the villagers were walking towards the end of the village.

But she didn't know any of the villagers here, and she became more and more uneasy in her heart, and she pulled an aunt who was running forward and asked:

"Auntie, may I ask, is this the Iron Village?"

The aunt was thinking about watching the excitement with others, and when she saw Fu Shiyi blocking her, she was not happy, but when she saw that Fu Shiyi was a good color, she immediately showed a gentle smile on her face:

"Oh, what a handsome little girl, but if you don't, my matchmaker has several good husbands in her hands, look, look, she looks really smart. You shouldn't have come from the town to our iron village to watch the excitement!"

Wang Matchmaker's mouth is open, and she will not stop:

"Also, you said that the Fu family's mansion has been haunted for decades, this female ghost may be so powerful, and I look at it, but Zhang Daxian is not. Zhang Daxian is ........ Girl, what's wrong with you, why is your face so pale?"

Fu Shiyi Zheng lived in the same place.

In the entire iron village, only their family surname is Fu, and they live at the end of the village, this Wang matchmaker said that their family has been haunted for decades, and Fu Shiyi is about to rush forward. But after walking a few steps, he turned back again.

She took Mrs. Wang's hand and endured the uneasiness in her heart and said:

"Aunt Wang, I remember that the Fu family is Fu Meiya and Fu Shiyi sisters, but what happened to them?"

Mrs. Wang looked at Fu Shiyi's nervousness and didn't look fake, so she thought that the other party was a distant relative of the Fu family or something, slapped her thigh, and sighed:

"Hey, speaking of which, these sisters are a miserable one, their parents died early, and Meiya finally pulled her sister up, but she had an incurable disease and died at a young age. ”

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