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When I opened my eyes the next time, I was still in the dense windbreak forest.

It's dawn. Sunlight shines through the dense canopy, leaving dappled shadows on the ground.

The uncontrollable force in his body had receded, and the pain in his chest was no longer there, but the long-lasting feeling of exhaustion was still very strong.

The bloody sword was stuck in the dirt, and it seemed to be sleeping, very quiet.

Everything in front of me seemed as if nothing had happened, except for the dead branches and leaves that had fallen to the ground to tell me that the nightmarish madness of last night had really happened.

That...... What about Satsuki?!

Did she actually come before?

I ran through the windbreak, aimlessly searching.

But the forest is too big. I walked through it, and it just felt like I was in a fog. So, I jumped up to the tallest tree, stood on the towering branches, and looked into the distance, only to see a few yellowed catalpa trees sandwiched between a dark green pine and cypress.

However, the vague white shadow of last night, with the unique fragrance of Satsuki, is so real in my memory.

I won't give up. I had a strong feeling that the person who helped me point my acupoint last night when I was in a frenzy was Satsuki.

I remembered the hands that brushed my cheeks when I fell into a coma in the ancestral hall of the Qingyun Sect Patriarch.

At that time, I also smelled the fragrance of Satsuki.

This is definitely no coincidence.

Satsuki is still alive.

I was pleasantly surprised and puzzled by such a thing. If she was really alive, she should have found me as soon as possible. But why, like a ghost, she appeared when I was in danger, but she refused to meet me.

Don't...... Is it really Satsuki's soul?

Was she always with me and never left?

I searched in the windshelter for a whole day, until the sunset burned the whole woods. Once again, I felt the pain of lost hope.

Before night came, I drew my sword in front of one of the thickest catalpa trees in the typhoon forest, and left a message on the trunk: "If you are still alive, please come out and meet me." ”

If it's really Satsuki, I think she'll see my book.

If it's not Satsuki, then it's a little souvenir I left for this forest.

Putting away the bloody sword, I looked at the glow that was as red as fire, and set out on the road to Crescent Moon Villa.

2.

Not bad. Crescent Villa.

Murong Shun is undoubtedly the most oily person among the major sects. Whether it was in the suppressed rivers and lakes four years ago, or in the treacherous and changing rivers and lakes now, he has a way to stay alone.

He goes from side to side, and never offends any sect on the rivers and lakes. It's just that he has always been at odds with Situ Qingchen of the South China faction.

It is said that the feud between Crescent Moon Villa and the Nanhua faction was not a one-day cold. As early as when the previous owner of Crescent Mountain Villa was still alive, I don't know why, there were several disputes between Crescent Mountain Villa and the Nanhua faction.

But those are old things after all. All I need to do now is go to Crescent Mountain Villa to find out.

First, complete what Zhao Gou told me.

Second, I have a feeling that Yi Careful and Chen Boyang have evaporated, maybe Crescent Moon Villa knows their whereabouts.

Towards the Crescent Villa, I passed through a small town.

A "clanging" sound, sonorous and frustrating, is particularly clear in the noisy vocals.

I followed the sound and searched, but I saw a brown banner standing in front of a thatched hut

, swinging with the wind. On the banner is written the words "Yuejia Blacksmith Shop".

Yue's blacksmith shop. The word "Yue" evokes my memories.

I remembered the scene when Li Xiaoqian and I first visited Crescent Moon Villa five years ago. At that time, in the Burmese Yue Pavilion, Murong Shun roasted crucian carp with a fiery palm, burned his palm, and withdrew from the struggle between Guan Tianxia and me.

After five years, I think it's very funny when I think of the bitter trick he played.

If you don't want to help me, forget it, say it in a word, I can't do anything to him at that time, why do I have to practice myself?

But now, I'm curious. With me today, if I ask him to kill Chen Boyang and Yi Jing with me, I don't know if he will repeat his old tricks.

"Guest, do you have any orders?"

The man striking the iron seemed to notice that I had been standing in front of his stall for a long time, and even asked me. He put down the red-hot iron tongs in his hand, held the hammer in his hand, and boasted: "My family's ancestral iron-striking kung fu is the most famous in ten miles and eight towns. As long as you can say it, there is nothing that our family can't fight. ”

I asked, "Can you fish?"

The man who struck iron was stunned, waved the hammer in his hand, his face was full of unhappiness, and said: "The guest officer said that he laughed, the small one can only strike iron, not fish." ”

I said, "The cowhide blows very loudly, but unfortunately there is no such thing." ”

The man who struck the iron was angered by my words, and he shouted: "Lao Tzu's ancestral blacksmith is a well-known blacksmith in this neighborhood, not a fisherman. ”

I realized what the problem was and laughed.

The man striking the iron was even more annoyed, and he swung his hammer around the stall, showing me his strong arms, and shouted, "What are you laughing at?"

I said, "I'm not letting you fish, I'm letting you fish, fish made of iron!"

The man who struck the iron was stunned for a moment, then laughed, scratched his head, and apologized: "It's the little one who didn't understand, don't blame the guest officer!"

I asked, "Can you fight?"

The man who struck the iron said: "Yes, yes, yes, although I haven't beaten, but as long as you can say it, there is nothing that our family can't fight." With that, he went around into the shop and asked, "When will the guest come to pick it up?"

I said, "I want it now." ”

"Now?" the man who struck the iron was stunned for a moment.

I asked, "Is there a problem?"

The man who struck the iron laughed again and said, "No problem." I'm going to make a mold. After saying that, he walked towards the shop, shouting as he went: "Niu Dan, pour a pot of water for this guest officer." ”

After a while, a bare-chested little man ran out of the shop, holding a bowl in his left hand and a pot in his right hand.

I just wanted to take it. But I saw that the little man's left hand clenched his fist on the ground, his body bounced up, and his right hand took the teapot and bowl in the palm of his hand with lightning speed, and dragged it steadily.

A small man who is not good-looking, but he is full of martial arts. For a while, I became interested in this Yuejia blacksmith shop.

The little man wiped his sweat, let out a long sigh, and read, "Fortunately, the response is fast." After that, he ran to me as if nothing happened, filled me with tea, and said, "Please use it slowly, and call me if you have any orders." ”

I asked, "What's your name?"

The little man said, "Cow eggs." My name is Niu Dan. ”

Because of his name, he made me feel very affectionate. People can always find a feeling of pity in people with the same disease, but in fact, it is not others who are pitied, but themselves.

I said, "Your martial arts are good. ”

Niu Dan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "The guest officer said that he was joking, and the little one doesn't know martial arts." With that, he turned around and ran into the shop, looking very flustered.

It's not a bad thing to know martial arts, there's nothing to hide.

I picked up the tea bowl, brought it to my lips and took a sip, and my eyes fell on the ground where the little man had punched him when he fell to the ground, and my heart was shocked.

I saw a fist-sized intaglag on the ground where the thick bluestone slab was spread, and a whole stone slab was shattered into seventeen or eighteen pieces. It's just a punch, and such a strong punch is very rare.

I suddenly realized that the little man named Niu Dan not only knew martial arts, but he should also be a hidden master.

Then the owner of this blacksmith shop must not be a simple character.

I suddenly became excited, and my heart couldn't help but be restless. I'd like to go and meet the people in this shop for a while.

"What do you command?" the man striking iron was kneading the clay embryo, and the hollow mold in the middle had roughly become the shape of a fish.

Before a master makes a move, he always asks for a name.

I said, "What's your name?"

The man who struck iron smiled, and his body was roasted black and red by the fire because of the perennial iron. He said: "The small surname is Yue, and the single name is a dedication. He said as he pinched the clay embryo.

I said, "Your martial arts should be good." ”

Yue Xian was stunned for a moment, he glanced back at the panicked cow egg, turned back to me and smiled: "The guest officer said that he was joking, the little one is an iron striker, and he doesn't know martial arts." ”

I said, "I don't believe it." ”

Yue Xian lowered his head, fiddled with the clay embryo in his hand, and said, "The little one is telling the truth. The guest officer doesn't believe it, and the small one can't do anything. ”

"Just give it a try and you'll find out. ”

I drew my blood sword, slashed it towards the top of Yue Xian's head, and slashed it down.

"Brother Yue, be careful!" Niu Dan hurriedly shouted.

But Yue Xian just slowly pinched the mud embryo in his hand, with a stiff smile on his face, and his body did not move. The red light of the Blood Sword cut off a few strands of Yue Xian's hair, but it stopped half an inch above his head.

I said, "If you don't hide, aren't you afraid that I will really kill you?"

Yue Xian smiled and said, "If the Blood Mangjian wants to kill, who can dodge?"

My heart trembled and I asked, "Do you recognize the Blood Sword?"

Yue Xian didn't answer me immediately, he took the clay embryo he kneaded in his hand, roasted it the fire, and carved pieces of fish scales on the mold with a spatula.

"Qingguang blood, a sword madness. Yue Xian injected the molten iron into the mold and said, "Back then, this pair of swords made many heroes and heroes on the rivers and lakes unreachable. I recognized this sword from the moment you stood in front of my shop, and although you had given it a beautiful scabbard and hid its brilliance, I recognized it at first sight. ”

I couldn't help but wonder, "Are you familiar with this sword?"

Yue Xian smiled, took out the cooled iron fish, and hit the tail of the fish with a hammer. After some carving and trimming, a lifelike subway fish appeared in front of me, as if it was alive.

I was amazed by his iron striking skills.

Yue Xian handed me the iron fish and said to me, "Ten taels of silver." ”

I said, "You haven't answered my question yet." ”

Yue Xian said, "You are asking about this sword?"

I said, "Yes, why do you recognize it at a glance? Do you recognize the owner of this sword?"

Yue Xian looked at the sky outside the shop, his eyes were deep, and he seemed to be caught in a memory. "Of course I do," he said. Because I hit these two swords!"