Chapter 283, The Blade of the Heavy Sword (3)

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Before Mu Chun could raise doubts, Master Song Zhuang spoke first: "Hmph, that guy has been hiding underground for so many years, but his medical skills have not grown, but that's it, but that's it!"

What he said was shaking his head, and in the face of Mu Chun's incomprehension, there was no explanation.

Mu Chun was not in a hurry to go back, so he just sat aside with the prescription and pondered. He has a rough understanding of medical science, but he can't understand the medicine on this prescription.

Just as Mu Chun was pondering, Song Yu'er rushed in, shouting: "Grandpa, Uncle Mu is here, why don't you tell me." Uncle Mu, why are you here, are you going?"

Song Yu'er didn't wait for Mu Chun to speak, she skipped Mu Chun and came in and rushed to the edge of Song Zhuang's main table, she was sweating with Song Zhuang and Song Zhuang Lord, and it was only when she mentioned to Song Zhuang Lord's matter of apprenticeship with Mu Chun.

Mu Chun suddenly heard Song Yu'er mention it, and he suddenly had an agitation: he had already forgotten all about it.

Facing the questioning gaze cast at him by the owner of Song Zhuang, Mu Chun naturally told the owner of Song Zhuang the ins and outs of the matter unhurriedly.

After listening to this, the owner of Song Zhuang didn't say anything else, he blindly laughed at Song Yu'er for not being able to do anything.

Song Yuer turned her face with him at the moment, and rushed out of the door angrily, saying that she was going to run away from home.

Seeing her like this, Lord Song Zhuang restrained his smile and prevaricated her: This matter is a big matter, and we will discuss it when Song Yuer's parents come back.

When Mu Chun heard this, he also spoke to the side of the owner of Song Zhuang.

The two of them sang and harmonized, and Song Yu'er's eyes turned red, she frowned and pointed at the two of them and said angrily: "Grandpa! Fourth Uncle Mu! You guys are very good!"

After she finished speaking, she ignored the persuasion of the owner of Song Zhuang, and ran out of the study angrily, and she didn't know where to go.

After Song Yu'er left, the owner of Song Zhuang pointed to the direction she left, and said with a sad face: "Erlang, look at it, Bocheng and the two of them actually spoil the little girl like this......! How can I get it in the future? ”

Although Lord Song Zhuang was worried about this, but his words were full of spoiling, and Mu Chun didn't follow him to say anything.

Mu Chun put away the recipe at this time, and casually talked to the owner of Song Zhuang about his poisoning, wanting to see if he could recall some details from his mouth.

However, most of the things that the owner of Song Zhuang remembered were only related to poison, but they were of little use to Mu Chun.

As he spoke, the owner of Song Zhuang talked about Mu Chun's father, and it was because Mu Chun's father was framed that Mu Chun's later events occurred.

In this matter, the owner of Song Zhuang mentioned a few details that Mu Chun had not known before-there were indeed Western Xia people among the people who set up the set up back then.

"They're so different from us that it's easy to tell. The owner of Song Zhuang proved it again and said: "Your friend who sought medical treatment is from the Western Xia at first glance, but his daughter-in-law is from the Central Plains. ”

As Song Zhuang spoke, he sighed twice, quite curious about the relationship between Wei Linlang and Tang Hua.

As soon as the two of them were talking, someone came to invite them, and said that Song Shujin had already transported Mu Chun's two knives from the Mu Family Dart Bureau, and they had been sent to the Sword Pavilion at this time.

"This kid, he's moving very fast. The lord of Song Zhuang praised, and heard that it was a good knife, so he rubbed his hands and took Mu Chun to the Sword Pavilion.

In the Sword Pavilion, scimitars and heavy knives were placed side by side on the table, and the people who cast swords in Songjiazhuang were all around to look at each other.

Songjiazhuang is famous for forging swords, and is also good at forging knives.

Mu Chun's scimitar is the work of the Song Zhuang lord in his early years, the scimitar has been in Mu Chun's hands for more than ten years, and now there are two obvious gaps on it. One of the notches had already been polished, while the new one was rough and glaring.

The two knives are placed in one place, which makes the heavy knives even more rough and bulky, and the thick texture of the coarse benzene is particularly eye-catching.

As soon as the owner of Song Zhuang saw the heavy knife, he showed a look of surprise, and his hands were slightly nervously folded in one place.

He automatically ignored the scimitar, his eyes were completely attracted by the heavy knife, and he stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and carefully observed the heavy knife.

The more the Lord Song Zhuang looked closely in front of the heavy knife, the more difficult it was to hide the surprise and shock on his face. When he reached out and tried the edge of the blade, when his fingers flicked on the blade, it made a clanging sound.

At this, the owner of Song Zhuang couldn't help but sigh and asked Mu Chun where he got such a knife.

Mu Chun didn't elaborate on this, and said lightly: "I was in the palace of the Western Xia Palace, and I got it by chance. Uncle Song, do you know where it came from?"

Listening to what Lord Song Zhuang said, he should know something, Mu Chun looked at him.

Lord Song Zhuang restrained the surprise on his face at this time, and he suddenly sank down and took two steps inward with his hands behind his back. After a moment of his sitting, he said, "This knife was made by my grandfather when he was alive, and my grandfather's name is engraved on the back of the knife. ”

When Mu Chun heard this, he checked the heavy knife and happened to be synchronized with Song Shujin.

The two of them stretched out their hands towards the heavy knife at the same time, Song Shujin withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and smiled with Mu Chunlu: "Second Brother Mu, please." ”

Mu Chun looked at the heavy knife, and sure enough, he saw that the back of the jet-black knife was engraved with two small characters "God Forging" - it was the name of the grandfather of the lord of Song Zhuang.

"God forging, Dad, this is really a knife fought by Grandpa!" After Uncle Song was behind Mu Chun, he finally came close to see the small words on it, he was even more surprised, and turned around and shouted excitedly with Lord Song Zhuang.

Mu Chun didn't expect that the heavy knife would have such a relationship with Song Jiazhuang, he thought of the dark underground palace, and those white bones, he couldn't wait to ask: "Uncle Song, who is its owner?"

"Fresh clothes and white blades!"

The owner of Song Zhuang slowly spit out four words in his mouth, and he was immediately relieved.

Even if the Lord of Song Zhuang said it was sonorous and powerful, the people present did not react to this name, and they didn't even hear that there was such a number one person in the rivers and lakes - it was a matter of the rivers and lakes nearly fifty years ago, and few people knew about it.

Seeing that no one in the pavilion responded, Lord Song Zhuang was immediately a little disappointed and regretful. It turned out that the past of the rivers and lakes in his memory,

He said: "Back then, the freshly clothed white blade disappeared in the Western Regions, but I didn't expect his white-bladed blade to reappear today,"

The owner of Song Zhuang sighed again as he spoke, which attracted Uncle Song's coaxing: "Second Brother Mu, this time you have a treasure! The treasure knife of the old-timers in the rivers and lakes is still made by my grandfather." Second Brother Mu, you're going to make a name for yourself!"

Song Shujin couldn't put down the heavy knife, and he was even more envious of Mu Chun's adventure, he said that he wanted to use the knife in his hand.

"Don't move!" Master Song slapped Uncle Song on the back of his hand, making Uncle Song feel pain and had to let go of his hand.

Uncle Song covered the back of his hand and shouted to Lord Song Zhuang and said, "Dad, what are you doing to beat me!"

Mu Chun also thought that the Lord of Song Zhuang was abrupt, and Uncle Song wanted to play with the knife, so he would go, but he heard the Lord of Song Zhuang say again:

"The white-edged sword devours the master, and it is not controlled by those who are idle. ”