At this moment, the man on the stone couch really took off all his precautions and guard, and laughed with us very kindly, like a young man bathed in the spring breeze, sweeping away the previous indifference and gloom.

"You know, I have another original intention to fight this sword. ”

He spoke softly, and the whole cavern was brightened.

I, Hu Xiaoer, and Xiao Jiu all listened to him steadily.

"On that day 18 years ago, I went up Qingquan Mountain to pick materials, and unfortunately fell to the bottom of the valley and was seriously injured when I was climbing. It wasn't until near dusk that I woke up on a dry straw couch, and then I saw a woman in white sitting quietly beside the fire not far away, burning a medicine stove. ”

Hearing this, my heart suddenly beat fast, and a premonition suddenly occurred in my head.

Hu Xiaoer asked for me: "Is it the doctor Shengyun Niangniang?"

"It's her!"

Master Mao's eyes lit up a little more, and he continued to talk to us.

"It was the first time I saw her, and the last time I saw her in my life. I have lived in Qingquan for a long time, concentrating on sword casting, and I have never heard much about the outside world. When I woke up that day and saw the woman sitting quietly by the firelight, I was in a trance, and I only thought that she was a bodhisattva who had come down to earth to save me from danger. ”

The eyes full of vicissitudes of life showed a little embarrassment at this moment, and the young man's cheeks were smeared with red color.

"Strange to say, I was already past 18 years ago, and she looked like she hadn't reached the age of Double 10. When lonely men and widows are together, she is more calm and calm than me. She helped me change the dressing, and her movements were quite skilful and generous, and her eyes showed a look of concern, but she didn't gossip with me or ask me anything else. I have never seen a woman like her, full of benevolence and helpfulness, demure and peaceful, and temperament, always feeling that everyone in the world is small in her eyes, and everything is ordinary. ”

"It's all small...... Anything ordinary?" I repeated his words in a low voice, Yun Niangniang had such a state of mind...... What kind of woman is she?

Hu Xiaoer suddenly said coldly: "Have you ever asked her name?"

"Absolutely. Master Mao smiled faintly, "Although she is not curious about me, I am very curious about my savior." ”

"Then did she tell you?" Hu Xiaoer then asked.

Master Mao glanced at him and shook his head, "No." ”

I listened to him with my eyes wide open:

"She has her own unique opinion about fame. She said that all the grievances and troubles in the world have a name. If you don't know the name, the vengeful person will not know who to seek revenge, and the gracious person will not know who to turn to repay the favor. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to be peaceful and relaxed? She also told me that she was just a gesture of help, so I don't have to take it to heart. ”

"I was so stubborn that I thought that he might not see him again one day, even if he only knew one last name, and that I would go home and offer it on the top of the censer. Later, she told me that others had called her by many names, and she felt very ethereal, so I might as well call her Aunt Ci. ”

I doubted: "I have only heard that many people in the rivers and lakes call her the medical saint Yun Niangniang, but the word 'aunt' has never been heard." ”

He agreed, "Indeed. After all, my aunt hid her identity from me, maybe she didn't want me to look for her, or maybe she didn't want me to repay her kindness. But for me, even if it's just two words that come out of my hand, I am grateful to her. A few days later, when I was recovering from my leg injury, I was ashamed to say the word 'repay the favor'. Why should I do anything for a man like her, but unexpectedly, my aunt said, if I really want to repay the kindness, I might as well forge a good sword for her unborn child. ”

"Child?" I wondered, "You mean Yun Niangniang was pregnant with a child in her womb at that time?"

In Meng Yunsheng's story, Yun Niangniang retired to the rivers and lakes after the first battle of Jingshui eighteen years ago, and what is even more secret is that she once had a relationship with the great demon king Ling Tianjun...... But it was never mentioned that Yun Niangniang still has a child?

That child, but her and Ling Tianjun's child?

There was a fog in my eyes.

Master Mao said: "Eighteen years, Aunt Ci's child is eighteen years old......

"Senior," Hu Xiaoer asked expressionlessly, "How do you know that child must still be alive?" There are also rumors that Yun Niangniang has not been heard from since she lived in seclusion, maybe she died in the battle of the rivers and lakes eighteen years ago. And that child may be stillborn. ”

"No!" Master Mao replied very resolutely, and his tone hardened a little, "Aunt Ci's child will not die. ”

"It's not like I haven't inquired about those rumors. When I returned home on the day I parted with my aunt, I shared this experience with Ah Ling. Ah Ling is outside the head of the Wu family, she is more knowledgeable than me, she said, if there is really a woman like the one I described in the world, it can only be one of the three strange women, the medical saint Yun Niangniang. But she was skeptical about her aunt's pregnancy. She also comforted me and said that Yun Niangniang didn't leave her true knowledge or say where to go, maybe she found someone to talk to me at random, so that I thought I had repaid this life-saving grace and fulfilled my wish. ”

"But I still firmly believe that what my aunt said to me is true. To this day, I still can't forget the tenderness and love in her eyes when she talked about her childhood. She smiled with me, I heard that Qingquan Mountain has a famous sword, and the world has admired it. In this regard, she also begged for a good sword for the child in her womb, so that when the child fights the sword in the future, he can uphold justice, eliminate evil spirits, guard a pure land, and protect the world without worry. ”

This voice was also ringing, and it coincided with the oath he had just made.

"Therefore, her will is my will. ”

"I am willing to repay Aunt Ci's life-saving grace, and I will not change it for eighteen years. ”

"In the past eighteen years in the cave, I have devoted all my efforts to forging this sword, and now is the most critical moment. ”

Master Mao became solemn and solemn, facing the wall of fire, looking at the red light that had weakened a little stupidly,

"Sacrificing the sword is the trend of the times, and it is also the desire of my heart. ”

My ears kept thinking of his oath, and my head ached,

"Senior Mao, maybe you don't have to use the method of sacrificing the sword...... Since this wall of fire is about to be extinguished, it is better to move ...... here."

"It's too late!" Master Mao shouted, turning to the three of us, his tone revealing unprecedented sternness.

"Listen, three of you, I have rarely asked for help in my life, and now I can only entrust this matter to the three of you. When I offer my sword in flesh and blood, the fire in the wall will surely burst forth, and the sword will be formed, and it will be born. This sword was forged in fine iron, and it was burned for ten years and eight months with the fire in the lava river, and its power was infinite, and the sword aura was so powerful that it could not be allowed to fall into the hands of the wicked. ”

"I beg the three of you to take it with you on the road, and if you one day see the descendants of your aunt, please pass this sword to the child, and give it to the child. There was a glint in his eye.

I trembled lightly and said, "Then if, if you can't find the descendants of your aunt...... What to do?"

"Then give it to those who have righteousness in their hearts. Master Mao said with great firmness, "I believe that the soul of this sword will definitely lead it to its master." If its master is right, it will be a good weapon, and if its master is bad, it will be a great evil. Since I have covered it, it is destined to be a fine weapon. ”

He has already made up his mind, and his heart to sacrifice the sword is clear.

I still can't bear it, don't look over my head and don't look at him, "Master Mao, I'm afraid we ...... this matter Can't do ......."

"No, you can. He spoke in a very calm and unquestioning tone.

I turned my head to look at him again, and I saw him smile at us, and his face was already a fool.

"I can see that it is a great blessing to have three of you on the rivers and lakes. ”

He looked at the sword light in the fire, "I didn't see this sword come out, it's my pain, but also my great luck!"

At this time, Master Mao shouted with all his strength.

To everyone's surprise, the weak shadow beside him rushed into the wall of fire.

"Aunt Ci, I will finally repay you for this kindness!"

"Senior Mao!"

There were three shouts in the cave, and when it fell, only three figures were left before the red light.

I shuddered with grief as I saw the flames in the wall of fire consume everything and then burn brightly.