The afterglow of the setting sun poured intoxicating warmth on the ink-stained white paper on the desk, following the graceful trajectory of the pen tip and fading over time.

I don't know how long it took, the sunset outside the window was gone, but the burning clouds burned red for most of the sky.

Xiao Feng finally finished writing everything to arrange, put down the brush, looked up at the sky where the sunset had appeared, and smiled slightly—another day passed quietly.

Standing up and stretching his waist greatly, Xiao Feng turned his head to look at Yu Yi who was standing beside him, and said with emotion: "This time flies so fast, as soon as I look up, the sun is setting." ”

Yu Yi helplessly glanced at the five portraits hanging in the room and the dozen or so Bai Xuan with dense fly-headed small characters on the table, and sighed slightly, "It's the young master who forgot the time when he was busy, don't you look at how much you have written." There was a hint of resentment in his tone.

Xiao Feng smiled embarrassedly, raised his hand and rubbed his shoulder, and said, "Don't be angry, isn't it that there are a lot of things that have been delayed in the past few days." ”

Yu Yi sighed again.

Xiao Feng took advantage of the situation to move his somewhat sour wrist and continued: "Besides, isn't it just right to make Uncle Yu run twice?" ”

Yu Yi was even more helpless. In fact, he would have preferred to make a few more trips.

After moving his hands and feet slightly, Xiao Feng felt that his fatigue eased a little, so he began to pack up the letterhead he had written for the afternoon, and said casually: "Uncle Yu, let them find out the identities of the people in those five portraits as soon as possible, the sooner the better." Well...... The middle one could be a little slower. ”

Yu Yi, who consciously went to scroll on the side, nodded when he heard this.

Xiao Feng smiled with satisfaction, and quickly sorted the letterheads with different contents into the envelope one by one, and continued: "These letters should also be made to them faster, otherwise Uncle Tao will come to urge." ”

"Understood. Yu Yi nodded again.

Xiao Feng paused in his tone and added, "There is one more thing, Uncle Yu, I will go to Uncle Zhang's side later." ”

Yu Yijuan's movements paused slightly.

Xiao Feng sighed, looked up at Yu Yi and said seriously: "Uncle Zhang is not our Ethereal Building, but this time he borrowed the identity of our Ethereal Building, this favor is too big, if I don't go, it will be a bit excessive." ”

Lao Zhangtou's real name is Zhang Zehua, five years ago because he was tired of the disputes in the rivers and lakes and hid in the city, is a famous swordsmith on the rivers and lakes, just on the sword-casting technology is enough to compare with the world's first sword - Nangong Lingtian of the Sword Casting Villa, which shows the high level of his skills, and can also imagine the influence of his status in the rivers and lakes.

The 'Yinxue' in Xiao Feng's hand is this person's handwriting.

Yu Yi frowned, "Then wait for the subordinates to come back to accompany you after sending the letter?"

Xiao Feng had already packed up everything as he spoke, and shook his head slightly when he heard this, "This is not necessary, if you have time, you will go to find Tianyue and their group, and I don't know if there is any trouble after shopping all afternoon." ”

Yu Yi hesitated, then nodded.

Night is approaching, and in the low and dim blacksmith shop, the sound of striking iron is accompanied by the flickering light and darkness of the furnace fire, regular and steady, and it seems that there will never be a time to stop.

Suddenly, a gust of wind broke into the shop, and under the dim fire, a faint white shadow flickered in the house.

The sound of striking iron stopped abruptly, followed by a loud and furious roar, "Which little bastard is sneaky?

"Uncle Zhang is still so hot-tempered, he is not afraid of really scaring the little bastard away. Immediately, the young man's clear and slightly smiling voice sounded from the side of the fire, and Xiao Feng was standing next to the shirtless old man at some point, and was smiling slightly at the old man at this time.

This grumpy but very warm-hearted old man in the eyes of the neighbors didn't know whether he was surprised or frightened by the boy's sudden visit, and he was stunned at first, and then instead of greeting this little guy he liked very much, he began to chase people away with an "oops" sound, "Get out, go out!" It's dirty and stuffy here, you little child's house, what should you do if it's stuffy?"

Xiao Feng was still smiling brightly, and took the hammer from the old man's hand and put it in the corner of the wall, "It's okay, it's just warm here." ”

As he spoke, he quickly picked up the large pliers that were holding the iron block on the side, and began to tidy up the iron piece that the old man had just beaten.

Obviously, he was already familiar with this kind of thing.

Lao Zhangtou looked at the young man who was busy with his own work, and at first he was a little helpless, and then as if he had just come back to his senses, he said strangely: "Xiaofeng, shouldn't you be traveling around?

Xiao Feng carefully picked up the iron piece and replied with a smile: "Yes, I happened to travel here in the past few days, and I happened to hear that Uncle Zhang had given me a great favor, so I had to come to visit." ”

Old Zhang Tou didn't seem to hear the meaning of the young man's words, and he was very relieved to brush his non-existent long beard, with a relieved face, "Yes, yes, it's good to remember your Uncle Zhang." ”

When Xiao Feng heard this, he looked up at him helplessly, "But you have only been in seclusion for a few years and then reappeared in the rivers and lakes, isn't it a bit of a child's play?"

The old man looked as a matter of course, "Child's play? What's the child's play? My old man will shoot if he is willing, and he will hide when he is willing to hide in the world, who the hell dares to care about the old man." ”

Xiao Feng was even more helpless, "However, you will be my subordinate in the future, what do I do if you say so." ”

Lao Zhangtou was slightly stunned, and then laughed heartily, "You little guy, you are cheap and well-behaved, it's really unpleasant." ”

Although he said that Xiao Feng was not likable, he couldn't see that he was not happy with his smile and eyes.

Xiao Feng shrugged indifferently, obviously knowing that the old man's words were just a joke.

In the small talk, Xiao Feng quickly finished cleaning up the iron pieces, clapped his hands with a proud look of completion, and looked at the old Zhang Tou on the side and laughed heartily.

Xiao Feng didn't feel embarrassed by this, but just made a grimace at the old man with his hands outstretched.

Don't look at Lao Zhangtou's fierce look, in fact, he should be regarded as the most unscrupulous of the many predecessors Xiao Feng knows, when Xiao Feng forged swords with him before, like gags and jokes, he is very familiar with it, he is completely an old naughty boy, even Xiao Feng, who has been taught to be polite and polite since he was a child, and his self-discipline is so strong that he can be provoked by him. Therefore, after Xiao Feng made a few gaffes, he also looked unruly when dealing with him, otherwise he would be taken crooked by the old man unconsciously, and he was very embarrassed.

However, Xiao Feng's visit at this time is not just a visit, after all, Xiao Feng has never been pedantic, since the wood has been completed, it is not a loss to 'make the best use of things' without violating the principle, so after a period of gags, Xiao Feng still said the right thing first

"By the way, Uncle Zhang, Xiaofeng is here for a small matter that needs to be troubled by you. ”

Old Zhang was slightly stunned, and then said heartily: "What's the matter? As long as you don't want the stars and the moon, Uncle Zhang will definitely do it." He just liked the frankness of the teenager.

Xiao Feng smiled, "It's very simple, just ask you to help me raise a few birds." ”

Old Zhang was stunned again, "What bird?"

"In the past two days, Uncle Yu should send a few snow sculptures to you, and you can help me raise them for a few days. You don't have to be alive, you can be half-dead. ”

Lao Zhangtou's face was a little strange, "It's not that Mu Xue faction, I've heard that those people believe this." ”

Xiao Feng's big eyes narrowed into crescent moons, "Yes, yes, it's from the Mu Xue faction." The other day, those people insisted that I be the son of Rausch, and I guess they will come again in the next two days, so I want to teach them a little lesson. ”

Lao Zhangtou has been wandering the rivers and lakes for half his life, and naturally knows what it means for the Holy Son of the Mu Xue Sect, as soon as he heard that the Mu Xue Sect made Xiao Feng the Holy Son, he immediately raised his eyebrows, "This courage is not small, I dare to fight the idea of our family's Xiaofeng, I can't get used to it." ”

So, an old man and a young man clapped their hands in the dimly lit blacksmith shop and agreed on their opinions.