The sun in late autumn is still very dazzling, and the height of the sun should be half an hour at this time. A dilapidated blacksmith shop in Rift Valley City rang out with the sound of smashing iron from time to time, and suddenly the sound of smashing iron stopped, and a man's thick voice was heard, "Old night, brother, my shop hasn't been open for several days. You haven't been here for so many years, and now that you're here all of a sudden, brother, I can't entertain you with anything good. Don't mind my brother, I'm cold, I salute you for this bowl of wine. ”

A fifty-year-old man with gray hair and beard, dressed in a coarse cloth shirt, looked like he had a swarthy, thick muscle, and was very strong despite his old age. The fifty-year-old man also had a blacksmith shop that had been open in the city for more than ten years, and there were only two people in the shop, one of whom was himself.

I saw a man in his fifties standing in front of the smashing table of the blacksmith shop, throwing a half-meter-high sledgehammer, and boldly picking up a vat of old dregs beside him and burning two bowls of mixed wine.

The gray-haired man raised a bowl of mixed wine, smiled at the other person in front of him and drank it, and said arrogantly, "I owe you this bowl brother, do it first." ”

"Okay, I also salute my brother with a bowl. ”

The other person was also very happy, happily lifting another bowl of mixed wine, and also drank it into the bowl without half a drop.

There were two snaps, only to hear the two bowls fall to the ground and shatter at the same time, and the two heroic old men who threw the bowls looked at each other together, and suddenly laughed meaningfully.

"Haha, after all these years, you are still as bold as twenty years ago!"

"You haven't changed much, or you're still a drunkard, how can I not be bold when I drink with you?"

"That's right, brother, I've always been known not only as a drunkard blacksmith, but also an incomparably bold person. ”

"Oh, that's it, I've come to you today to talk about business, and I've brought someone with me. ”

I saw that the first customer of the blacksmith shop today was a man with grayer hair and an older age. This old man is hunched over, short and his face looks a little vicissitudes, it is the master of Fenglin's new worship who does not return at night.

"Who?"

The fifty-year-old man suddenly stopped laughing and asked seriously.

"A young man, a homeless young man. ”

Hearing the mention of a homeless man who did not return at night, the fifty-year-old man's face instantly turned cold, "Old night! I will not provide him with a place to live for free, and three meals a day." If he has silver, he can say anything, ten taels a month!"

"Didn't you just be very bold, why do you love silver so much, or are you as stingy as ever. ”

Ye Bugui asked angrily, although he had expected this old man to say this, and he really did.

The fifty-year-old man blushed slightly, and smiled cheekily at the night of no return, "I have no copper to coexist with boldness and stinginess, and there is no conflict! Besides, if you want to stay, you can choose the three rooms upstairs, and I will not charge you a single silver tael." It's just that one of them is for groceries. ”

"Well, I'll pay you some taels for the boy, and when he arrives, give him a room to live in, and I'll go to the grocery room." ”

"This, how can this work! You came so far and wide at night, how could I arrange it for you like this, brother, and I will live in the general storehouse. It's just that you really have two silver taels to pay for that son? Who are you, who made you treat it like this, your new apprentice?"

Ye Bu Gui stared at the fifty-year-old man with red eyes, and said in a deep voice, "My apprentice, the heir of the Xuanmen, and the only inheritor of the Chiyang Spiritual Law and the Bishui Spiritual Method. ”

The fifty-year-old man was stunned for a moment, obviously surprised him by the words of the old night, and also made him attach great importance to it. The fifty-year-old man frowned and thought for a while, and then said with concern, "Is that really good? Don't you pass on the wrong person." ”

"If he can do it, I promise you that the great cause of Xuanmen will soon be brilliant. ”

The eyes were red and swollen at night, as if they were about to cry, and it seemed to be a joy for the future.

"Okay, brother, it's up to you!"

The fifty-year-old man shook his gray hair and continued to smash the black iron in his hand.

The sound of the bell rang out from the humble blacksmith's shop again, and the sound of each smashing iron was full and powerful, and you could hear that the blacksmith was smashing it with great care.

A young man in rags and with his hair just tied up haphazardly, walked through the streets where no one cared about him, and when he reached a junction, he suddenly heard the sound of smashing iron.

"Why is this sound so familiar! By the way, it's a blacksmith's shop. ”

The young man laughed happily, he was already very familiar with the sound of smashing iron, and when he first met Master, he had listened to the sound of smashing iron for two days.

A shadow suddenly flashed from the blacksmith shop, and the black-clothed young man smiled at the blacksmith inside. The sound of smashing iron in the blacksmith shop stopped again, and the man who smashed the iron looked coldly at the young man standing outside the shop.

"That's what you're like?"

"Where, I'm here to find my master. ”

"I said you're the new apprentice of the old night, what's your name, how old are you?"

The fifty-year-old man Tong Wushuang walked straight out of the blacksmith shop and asked the black-clothed young man straight to the point.

Feng Lin looked at this gray-haired blacksmith, and Feng Lin felt a trace of majesty from him, so he returned with some respect, "Senior Feng Lin, he is 18 years old this year. Senior, I followed the road map given by my master to the first blacksmith shop on this road, and my master said that he was waiting for me here. ”

"Haha, my name is Tong Wushuang, this brass blacksmith shop is the first blacksmith shop on this road, your master doesn't return to his brother at night? He is waiting for you upstairs, the first room is yours, the second room is your master's, and the third room is the grocery room. ”

Tong Wushuang was as bold and approachable as a young man, and pointed to the door plaque on his head, as well as the upstairs room.

Feng Lin looked at Tong Wushuang and was stunned in his heart, and muttered, "He is actually my master's younger brother?"

Looking up again, Feng Lin really saw a golden door plaque hanging on his head, which must have been made of brass, with five big characters on it.

Looking upstairs further, Feng Lin saw an old man standing on the balcony, looking at him, and this old man was his master who never returned at night.

"Master!"

Fenglin was overjoyed and surprised, grinned at the master upstairs, and wanted to go upstairs to see the master.

Tong Wushuang looked at Fenglin again, and suddenly called Fenglin who had entered the blacksmith shop, "Son, wait first, you take these clothes and take care of yourself." Although these clothes are rougher, they are more eye-catching than the tattered clothes on your body. ”

Tong Wushuang took out a coarse cloth dress from the room and solemnly handed it to Fenglin.

Feng Lin took the black clothes, looked at the gray-haired Tong Wushuang, and looked at his dress, Feng Lin smiled at Tong Wushuang embarrassedly, "Thank you, uncle, Feng Lin has written it down." ”

"Uncle Shi?"

"Why, doesn't Uncle Shi call my master brother?"

"Haha, you have a point. Then I am your uncle, but I am not of the same clan as your master, and we are brothers. ”

"Oh, that's it, that's Uncle Shi. ”

The two of them suddenly laughed together, and the blacksmith shop sounded again with a powerful clang, and Fenglin went upstairs with a suit of clothes.

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