The man named Yuan Shulang was lying on the fire kang and falling asleep, not caring at all about the Shengchang general, what immortal soldier soul breaking spear, as if there was no one in Zhou (shēn), he was full of food and drink and slept.

Long Weiguo smiled faintly at this, without the slightest hint of anger.

Ask someone to do things, the attitude must be sincere, not to mention that the other party is still a (xìng) sub-monster master.

Dongfang and Northwest are well-known figures in the entire Beichongcheng, but in front of this tall man, he did not have any sense of superiority, he smiled apologetically at the three of them and a cat, and then whispered: "If you don't go to my house to stay for a few (rì) first, I will help you persuade Brother Yuan, he is a little strange, you must not mind." ”

The beautiful boy's voice is gentle and sweet, which makes people extremely comfortable to listen to.

Long Weiguo said with a smile: "Don't bother, let's just stay in the guest house." Don't tell me my (shēn) share, or I'll be in trouble. ”

He didn't want to be exposed, otherwise people from Longzhou and even Zhonghe other continents would come to visit him one after another, and when the time came, many people would be alarmed, and trouble would come one after another.

Dongfang and Northwest snorted, he could see that this great general had come here all the way to hide (shēn), so even if Long Weiguo didn't say it, he didn't dare to draw snakes.

Hua Wenxiang said: "General Long, you go to the inn, I will wait here for this Yuan Shulang to wake up, and then beg him to help you repair your weapons." ”

This Yuan Shulang was completely different from what he imagined, he thought at first that this person was a scholar, and no matter how bad he was, he was also a blacksmith with five big and three thick, but when he saw it today, he was no different from a beggar, and his physique was also thin and weak, and he really didn't know how to smash iron with a hammer.

How could such a person be the inheritor of the person who created the immortal soldiers, and how could he repair the immortal soldiers if he couldn't even make the kitchen knives.

Hua Wenxiang never judges people by their appearance, but the sloppy man in front of him really makes him unbelievable.

Long Weiguo smiled: "This kind of thing (qíng) should be done by me, in order to show sincerity, I must stay by myself." ”

He is still full of confidence in Yuan Shulang's craftsmanship, and despite how unbearable people have told him along the way, he is still willing to believe in this person.

Some people have become different from before, and it is likely that they are hurt by (qíng) feelings, and Long Weiguo firmly believes that this Yuan Shulang must have been heartbroken by something (qíng), which is why he has now given up on himself.

Hua Wenxiang is not easy to refuse Long Weiguo, after all, what the latter said is also reasonable, and if he stays with Long Weiguo, there will be a lot of people in the house, so there is always a strange feeling.

This feeling is somewhat similar to collecting debts and staying at someone's house.

A moment later, Dongfang and Northwest sent the two and one cat to the door.

Hua Wenxiang carried the black ball, and did not rush to find the inn with Dong Qian, but wandered around.

East and Northwest returned to the house and added some charcoal to the small stove.

Long Weiguo looked at this beautiful young man and didn't speak.

Dongfang Northwest couldn't help but blush, as if he had been discovered by the other party, but what made the beautiful boy happy was that after being embarrassed for a while, Long Weiguo did not speak.

Long Weiguo found a small bench to sit down and asked, "You serve him here every day?"

Dongfang Northwest nodded.

Long Weiguo asked, "Why?"

The Dongfang family is the first clan in Beichongcheng, and the second son of the family would serve a beggar every day, which is really a bit absurd.

Dongfang Northwest said softly: "I want to worship Brother Yuan as a teacher." ”

Long Weiguo was slightly stunned, "Do you want to learn to strike iron?"

Such a delicate teenager's idea is so strange...... However, it is also a great thing to inherit the mantle of Yuan Shulang (qíng).

Dongfang Northwest was full of longing: "I want to learn to strike iron, I want to learn to make weapons, I hope that in my lifetime, I can also make an immortal soldier, just like the twelve weapons of the earth today." In that case, my name will be immortal, and the immortal soldiers I have produced will be constantly passed on by the strong and used as a topic, and everyone will be able to remember my name in the east and northwest, just like Chao and Ning. ”

Chao Yan, Ning Xian, the maker of the twelve instruments of the earth, they are a couple, the husband and wife feel (qíng) harmony, each (rì) strike iron together, the first creation of twelve immortal soldiers in a lifetime, has been passed down for thousands of years, until now.

There are no more such gods, and the twelve earthly instruments have become unique.

Long Weiguo praised, "Good dream." ”

Dongfang Northwest said: "General Long, please rest assured, Brother Yuan will definitely repair the Soul Breaking Spear for you." ”

Long Weiguo smiled: "I believe in Master Yuan. You call him Brother Yuan, not Master, why, he hasn't accepted you as an apprentice?"

Dongfang Northwest said in frustration: "Brother Yuan said that he would take me as an apprentice when his heart (qíng) is healed." ”

Long Weiguo asked, "How did you know that he was very good at making iron tools?"

Dongfang Northwest explained: "When I was a child, Brother Yuan created a magic weapon for my family, which was a magic robe, and since then, I have felt that being a blacksmith is very powerful, and I can make all kinds of powerful things. ”

Speaking of this, Dongfang Northwest specially whispered: "Brother Yuan's best skill is not to build weapons, but to build robes, the robe that was made for my family back then is now worn on my grandfather's (shēn), and the craftsmanship is quite good." ”

The conversation between the two seemed to ignore Yuan Shulang next to him, probably because the latter was sleeping, and all the two of them were speechless.

Long Weiguo asked, "Do you know why he became the way he is now?"

Dongfang Northwest hesitated for a moment, and then whispered: "Once Brother Yuan was drunk and told me some of his deeds back then, when he was very young, he followed his master to learn to strike iron, Brother Yuan's master is also a famous teacher, he created many magic weapons during his lifetime, and even a half-immortal soldier, but later for some reason, this person committed suicide in front of the furnace used to strike iron, which made Brother Yuan very uncomfortable back then. ”

"Brother Yuan came to Beichongcheng when he was almost twenty years old, at first he opened a blacksmith shop here for many years, at the beginning, the business was quite good, Brother Yuan relied on one (shēn) craftsmanship to crush all the large blacksmith shops around, my grandfather also entrusted him to help make the robes in those years, in the years of opening the blacksmith shop, Brother Yuan was doing a big thing (qíng) in private, he wanted to be like Chao and Ning seniors, and also made a fairy soldier with his own craftsmanship...... A magic robe immortal weapon, Brother Yuan has been doing it for ten years, but at the last moment, there was a problem with the quality of the magic robe, and some small things directly led to the failure of this immortal weapon...... Ten years of hard work have come to naught. ”

Long Weiguo glanced at Yuan Shulang, who was still asleep, "That's why he gave up on himself like this?"

Dongfang Northwest nodded, "Since that frustration, Brother Yuan has been drinking heavily every day, going to the gambling house, being confused, owing a (pì) stock debt, and the blacksmith shop has been in a slump since then, and finally forced to close. ”

Long Weiguo sighed: "The world is not as people want. ”

......

......

Hua Wenxiang carried the black ball and walked side by side with Dong Qian.

Although the two have become friends now, they are different (xìng) friends after all, and Hua Wenxiang always feels that this is not good.

It's really not good to get along with other women behind Tu Yuelian's back, but he can't get rid of Dong Qian, so he can only take care of his heart and remind himself all the time that there is a woman waiting for him in the Agarwood Palace.

Dong Qian changed her clothes and washed her face, and her appearance was indeed good.

......

When I was in the restaurant just now, Hua Wenxiang gave a tael of silver to Xiao Er and inquired about the Dongfang family.

Listening to Xiao Er, the old man of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Yunbai, is now terminally ill, and the old man is also a monk, but the realm is not high, only the Yingcheng realm, so the life span is not a few years longer than ordinary people.

The eldest son, Dongfang Tan Yi, personally led people to the medicine valley to ask for medicine, but the medicine valley didn't even see him, saying that the medicine valley is not selling medicine, and if no one comes here to ask for medicine, the medicine valley will give it.

Dongfang Tan Yi's trip to the Medicine Valley took two months, and in the end, he really couldn't ask for medicine, so he had to return to Beichongcheng with people in disgrace.

He stood by his old father (shēn) every time, hoping to fulfill his last filial piety.

Dongfang Yunbai, the head of the Dongfang family, has a total of three sons, the second of which is the father of Dongfang Northwest, who died young due to illness, and the eldest son and younger son are now helping to take care of the family together.

Although the Dongfang family is huge, the lineage is cold and pitiful, and there are only two people in the generation of the East and the Northwest.

The side line of the Dongfang family is very populous, and there are people from the Dongfang family in almost every corner of Beichongcheng......

(End of chapter)