"You've been looking at it for a year, what the hell is this diagram. ”

"It's called Seven Kills, and it's that kid's new weapon. ”

The moon is full, the wind is refreshing, and the stars in the sky are hanging high in the sky as usual, which is undoubtedly a good day to enjoy the moon.

There are still a few days to fifteen, but Sanjinguan has already celebrated in advance, since that day Mu Li can be regarded as a fight to become famous, although everyone does not say it on the surface, but privately to this heroic young hero who bravely rescued the proprietress of the Yange Pavilion and all the guests, but they are all admired, many of them still know Mu Li, so love the house and Wuxia, these days Sanjinguan donated incense money There are also a lot of pilgrims, Master Ye in order not to let other Taoist children say that he is partial to Mu Li, only teach him to practice kung fu alone, so he made a special trip to take out the money for a practice to hold today's party。 A group of small Taoist priests sat in the courtyard at several tables, and several of them rose, and even chanted poems with moon cakes in public, a scene of laughter and laughter. Most of these little Taoist children are like Mu Li, they are helpless and poor orphans, or their families can't afford to support them, so they are sent to Taoist temples to save food for their families. Originally, monks were not allowed to drink alcohol and eat meat, but today, the old owner of the Taoist temple is very tolerant of them being able to roast chicken in the temple, as long as they don't go too far and let the smell spread to the people down the hillside. But the little Taoist priests who had been holding back on weekdays finally waited for such an opportunity, how could they care about so much, and as a result, they all set up the grill one after another. After all, Master Ye himself is actually a Taoist priest who does not abide by the rules and precepts of the Qing Dynasty.

While everyone was gathered, there was only one person sitting at the chairman's table in the middle. In the past, there were three people sitting here, but now there is only Xiaohe alone.

"Why didn't I see Uncle Xiao and Master Zu. ”

Seeing that there was only Xiaohe on the main table facing a table of melons and fruit snacks, a little Daotong came over to talk to her, and this little Daotong also contained a faint emotion in his eyes when he spoke. Not only him, but most of the little Taoist children are full of good feelings for this careful and lovely little senior sister, although Xiaohe never said it, but they all know that this little senior sister already has a heart, so they have dispelled those thoughts a long time ago.

"Your little uncle drank too much outside today, and I guess he won't be able to come back," Xiao Hewaner shook his shoulder. All the little Taoist priests are called Master Ye Zu Shi, and Mu Li is his personal disciple, and he is naturally a generation higher than them in terms of seniority, so everyone also calls him Xiao Shishi, "Your ancestor master...... Hmph, I haven't seen anyone all day, I'll look for him!" Xiao He became more and more angry the more he spoke, and stood up directly and walked towards the old guy's room.

Master Ye had been standing in his room for half an hour, and he had been staring intently at a large square drawing on the table for half an hour, since he had taken this drawing out of the bottom of his box a year ago, he had been looking at it for a while every day, and today was no exception.

"You're looking at this picture again, you've been looking at it for a year, what the hell is so good about it. ”

"It's Xiao He," Master Ye looked so engrossed that he didn't even notice that Xiao He had come behind him, "Didn't you go to admire the moon with the little Taoists?" ”

"You're embarrassed to say it, Mu Li's bastard didn't come back, and you hid in the room and didn't come out, so you left me alone. Xiaohe's beautiful face was full of grievances.

"Haha, it's grandpa who is wrong, he can't stop when he sees it, he even forgets the hour, blame me, blame me. Master Ye stroked Xiaohe's pigtails and tried his best to calm her emotions.

"What the hell is this, so obsessed with you. ”

Xiao He couldn't understand this drawing at all. It looks like a weapon is drawn on it. She had been with the pair for many years, and she had been exposed to all kinds of weapons all day long, but she had never seen this style of weapon.

This is not presented as a whole like ordinary weapons. Judging from the exploded view, although the size is no different from that of an ordinary sword, its whole body is spliced together with pieces of metal, and then welded together with connecting ports and rivets, and the parts of each part are written in great detail, with more than 100 sizes. Just put two of them together, you have to do it exactly right, otherwise the entire sword body will be displaced. If it can really be spliced together into a whole weapon as written on the blueprints, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as ingenious.

In the end, it looks like a knife and a sword. From above the handle, the body of the entire weapon is arc-shaped, and when it reaches the top of the sword, it bends an arc of blades, and a spike is inlaid on the top, and the entire body of the weapon is spliced together, so the slashing part is all presented with a sharp shark tooth suit, and slightly bulging. If it is cut by such a weapon, it is estimated that even the belt will be torn to a bloody blur!

When Xiaohe saw the explanation part below for the first time, he directly covered his mouth with his little hand, if it was really like what the design drawings said, this could not be called a weapon at all. The so-called weapons are all in the hands of the user, and this thing is more like a beast, with its own consciousness, and an extremely bloodthirsty beast.

"It's not really going to be made. It's been a year, and she still has palpitations when she sees this picture again.

"No, it's almost ready, it's just waiting for its new owner. Master Ye replied very blandly.

"But who can use this kind of weapon, if you don't do it, you will hurt yourself. ”

"Well, after all these years, this is the weapon I made for that silly boy. ”

For a true martial arts practitioner, a truly handy weapon is undoubtedly as important as a tailor-made exercise. For so many years, Mu Li has been waiting for his weapon. Swords, guns, swords, halberds, sticks, hammers, hooks, claws, whips. It is said that there are many weapons for him to choose from, but Master Ye is not the same, and he has never taught Mu Li any swordsmanship or anything like that. He once told Mu Li that when he reached a certain time, he would naturally tailor a weapon for Mu Li himself.

"What are you thinking. Han Ya walked behind Mu Li, who was sitting in the courtyard looking at the moon, and put on a coat for him.

Mu Li slept again, when he woke up again, it was already past the time of the year, and now he can eat at Sanjinguan is another matter, and it is estimated that he will have to be taught a lesson by Xiaohe again. So under Han Ya's repeated kind invitations, Mu Li decided to stay overnight, and he was placed in the room where Han Fei used to live. After dinner, he sat alone in the courtyard, staring blankly at the moon and stars in the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I'm thinking...... My weapons. Mu Li stretched out his hand to the full moon in the sky, and his strong palm was clenched tightly, as if something had been firmly grasped in his palm.

A year ago, Master Ye handed over the design drawings of the weapon to someone he trusted to build, and just yesterday that person told him that the weapon had basically taken shape and that he could come and pick it up tomorrow. At this moment, Mu Li's heart that had been waiting for many years was finally about to fall. He was looking forward to what Master had said would be the right weapon for him.

"Speaking of which, I've never seen you wield a weapon. In Han Ya's impression, Mu Li has always been fighting empty-handed.

"yes, I can't wait to see that weapon right now. It took a whole year to build a good job. ”

"It sounds complicated. Your master should be very trustworthy when he handed over such an important thing to that person. ”

"Surely we could have been living together a few years ago. That mother-in-law...... It should be my senior sister. When the word "senior sister" was spoken, Mu Li's mouth unconsciously pursed outward, as if he didn't want to admit this fact.

"You still have a senior sister, I thought the old man would only accept you as an apprentice. ”

"She went out a few years ago, and now she has a shop outside, which can be regarded as her own. ”

"It should be great to make the old man look at it, just like a younger brother. Han Ya remembered the matter of begging the old guy to take him as an apprentice, but it was unsuccessful.

"Hehe, no. How to say it, if you have to describe it, she is a crazy woman, a complete crazy woman. Sister, you may have heard her name, she is the owner of the largest blacksmith shop in the south. ”

"The owner of the Fire Workshop?"

"Yes, that's her. ”

If you want to say that the largest blacksmith shop in Tai'an's generation, it is definitely Huozhai Fang. The workshop has always been known for producing delicate and detailed iron tools, from weapons and ornaments to engineering equipment, and has an excellent reputation. In just three years, it has already squeezed all the peers around Tai'an. Even Han Ya's personal weapon, the Snow Shadow Needle, was made by the Fire Workshop.

Master Ye once said before that his master has two stunts that have been passed down from generation to generation, one is the martial arts of his own sect, and the other is the ingenious forging technique. He passed on his martial arts and iron-making skills to two completely different children, one of whom was Mu Li. Mu Li inherited Master Ye's true inheritance of martial arts, and the crazy woman he said was the one who learned his casting skills.

The crazy woman he said had solemnly announced to everyone when she left Sanjinguan that sooner or later she would run her blacksmith shop into the largest blacksmith shop in Shandong, and just three years later, the Huozhai workshop she ran turned out to be the largest workshop in the entire Taishan area. She was nineteen years old that year, the same as Mu Li now.

"She told me that I could pick it up tomorrow, and I missed her. Mu Li laughed again as he spoke, remembering when the two of them grabbed steamed buns when they were children.

Early the next morning, Mu Li set off directly from Han Ya's small building, the road was not very far, but Han Ya still called him a carriage. Mu Li also made a special trip to borrow a silk gown from Han Ya, he hadn't seen her for more than half a year, as the so-called loser does not lose the battle, people are now considered developed, although they are acquaintances, he can't look too shabby. The owner of this Huozhai Fang also has a very elegant alias, called Tie Xi Shi.

"It's here. ”

In less than an hour, Mu Li arrived at his destination, and he parked his car in front of a very imposing looking shop. Many people around him looked at him curiously, especially some little girls and village women. Mu Li's length is not bad, he is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and his figure is neither fat nor thin, just moderate. He also has a pair of big bright eyes and a high nose bridge. He's actually a handsome guy, but he doesn't usually like to dress up. Today, I combed the messy hair well, and changed into a costly outfit, and even hung a folding fan and hanging jade around my waist, and then the grade rose a lot. The moment he stepped out of the carriage, many onlookers also regarded him as the son of a rich family. After seeing the gazes coming from all around, Mu Li's heart was also beautiful.

A striking gold plaque hangs on the door of this shop. On the plaque is written three eye-catching big characters, Huozhai Fang. The fire in the fire is also specially painted with bright red paint, which gives people a more or less exaggerated feeling.

Mu Li wanted to push open the door of the fire workshop several times and walked in, but when he was about to stretch out his hand, he retracted it again.

"Whew......" He swallowed, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled another cloudy breath. After going back and forth three times, he pushed open the door of the fire shop.

The inside and outside of the store can be said to be two completely different scenes, and unlike the whitewashed and luxurious store, the inside of the store can be described as completely cluttered, even if it is a mess. After Mu Li pushed the door open, the first object reflected in his eyes was a huge furnace.

The flames of the furnace lit up the large room red, and the soft red iron tumbled in the grooves of the cast iron, and the slightest spark rose from the furnace, and there was a tooth-sore crackling sound. Everything is still the same as before, nothing has changed. When she was still in Sanjinguan before, this crazy girl also built a small house for striking iron, and at that time, the door was also facing the stove, and Mu Li would beat her next to her from time to time, filling two spoons of carbon and the like.

According to the habits of Oriental feng shui, after entering the door, you should avoid fire and stoves, because this may bring bad luck to the family, and may also burn all the wealth, but the owner of this blacksmith shop has always left these worldly ideas behind like bullshit, in her opinion, placing the stove at the door can burn more and more. The large room was littered with used hammers and shovels, tongs were thrown all over the floor, and the walls were littered with unfinished semi-finished products. You can hear the thudding of the iron, but you can't see the people who are striking the iron, not even a janitor. Normally, there would be more than a dozen topless strong men here knocking on their little hammers.

"Anyone. After standing for a while and seeing that no one came out, Mu Li still shouted at the house, but no one replied to his words. "Is there anyone in the store!" Seeing that no one answered, he called three more times in a row, and finally came back when he called the third call.

"What the fuck are you conjuring, shouting outside over and over again! I'm not deaf, old lady! Can't I hear anyone working inside, I'm in the back room, and if you want to get in, you can fucking come in!"

A series of howling and scolding came out of the back room, and the two consecutive "fuck" sounded Mu Li's already puffed up self-confidence suddenly washed away most of it, and after hesitating for a while, he still decided to walk forward, walked through the small rooms and finally came to the back room.

"I'm in. ”

After lifting the curtain in the back room, an extremely familiar figure appeared in front of Mu Li's eyes. I saw a beautiful woman wearing a black leather belly pocket and bare thighs lying on an old man's chair looking at him, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she was still holding an iron tong that had not been turned off.

"Long time no see, little brother. ”