"I don't think you're that sad. The sleeves are open, and there is meaning in his eyes.

Gao Buluo smiled and said, "Naturally, I am here, waiting for you." ”

"What?" Pu Yu frowned.

"You have to pay it back when you come out. Gao Buluo smiled and flicked his sleeves and looked at Pu Yu.

The five stood in the snow and watched the flames illuminate the dark night.

"The idea of Xia Ge's extermination was exactly the plan of Lingmen. Gao Buluo smiled.

"What?" Pu Yu stepped forward, his hand clutching the sword tightly, and there was always an inexplicable air flow on his body that was flowing wildly.

"That is, do you know what the hell is going on?"

...... "I was still young at the time and didn't know how it happened, but Reimon did get involved, Guangtianshu...... I remember that my senior brother Gao Shan only needed a copy at that time, but Bi Yandong didn't give it, and my senior brother was angry and designed to take it back, and in the end, he lost it a few years ago. ”

"Lost?"

"Yes, it seems that the senior brother didn't take it back then, it seems that he didn't find it directly, and then he didn't know where he heard the news in the daytime, saying that the Guangtian Book was in the Wind and Rain Pavilion, but it was stolen to no avail. ”

The group returned to the inn and talked at night.

"You must know that, too, by day. Gao Buluo poured tea and looked at Pu Yu.

"Hmm. Pu Yu bowed his head and agreed.

"Qingyu Xiao, but you took it?" Gao Buluo asked again.

"Yes. ”

"This gentleman knows it. Gui Que was surprised.

"The rivers and lakes have spread all over the world, and there are no ears and eyes for guests. Gao Buluo smiled, and then said: "However, at the beginning, Xia Yun did not die by suicide. ”

Pu Yu's heart was shocked, and he frowned in surprise: "Why do you say that?"

Gao Buluo got up: "First of all, Xia Yun has a deep hatred in the sea of blood, he will never commit suicide easily, even for the sake of the day, and he will talk about it after taking revenge." ”

"Second, Dejing stick. It was a fact that Bai Jiang pretended to be Lin Cang back then, and Bai Jiang was holding a Dejing stick, and after falling off the cliff, the Dejing stick was taken away by Xia Yun, why was there only a green jade flute in front of Xia Yun's grave?"

"Moreover, the green jade flute and the frost-breaking sword will not be destroyed in a lifetime at all, that is, the cold qi of the green jade flute can annihilate the yin qi of the sword, but except for the Dejing stick, there is nothing that can make the frost-breaking sword shatter, which is probably another mystery. ”

"How?" Then the sleeve opened the bamboo fan and frowned.

"These are all said by the iron-striking daughter of the Mo family's iron shop in Qishui Town, we can ask her tomorrow. ”

"Mo's iron shop?" The sleeves are strange.

"Yes, when I inquired where I repaired my piccolo, others showed me where to repair it, and when I was repairing the flute, the daughter told the guest who was passing by to repair the weapon, and she also received the money. ”

However, the guest didn't seem to sell the news, because he hadn't heard it in the rivers and lakes until now. ”

"The three flowers are quite high. ”

Qishui Town is different from the busy town, there is no prosperous fireworks there, but it is very simple and quiet, the passers-by seem to know each other, the faces are familiar with the pleasant and self-satisfied, there is no copper smell on the faces of people elsewhere, and the scenery of late winter and early spring on this mountain is very responsive.

A few people walked in front of a shop, and under the humble door was a banner of an ink-written shop flag, and the case of striking iron was set up at the door, and the deeper it was, the shorter and darker it became.

"Mo Qiangqiang is not there?" Gao does not fall into the inside.

"Yes, yes, yes. Hearing the sound, a girl limped out of the back room, small and fair-skinned, and her dirty and coarse clothes were not clumsy on her, but she seemed to be simple, watery, and smiling, and her delicate voice sounded like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

She retracted her inconvenient right leg, and when she saw these five people, she knew that something was wrong. Gao Buluo she knows, next to... The long sword dagger of the wild goose bird boy is also famous, the forehead scarf bamboo, the bamboo pond ...... With green jade on the waist, Mr. Puyu, and this Ming bamboo fan......

"Ming Bamboo Fan!" She was so excited that she wanted to get into Ze Sleeve's arms, but she was so frightened that Ze Sleeve hurriedly took three steps back.

"May I ask the girl if she knows the Frost Breaking Sword?" Uratama stepped forward.

"Mr. Pu Yu, why did you come to my blacksmith shop for revenge?" Mo Qiangqiang turned his head.

Between the lightning and flint, Gui Yan drew his sword out of its sheath and put it on her neck.

The wind is not the wind of spring, it is the same as winter, it is bitterly cold.

"Please tell me. Pu Yu took Gui Yan's sword back.

Mo Qiangqiang smiled and guided a few people to the back.

"Your leg ?......" then the sleeve lifted the ayafu and looked at her right leg.

"Innate. She smiled.

The pavilion in the courtyard sits in the middle of the table and talks.

"The Frost Breaking Sword was taken away by the half-jailed prisoner killer who went to kill Xia Yun shortly after Bai Ri's death, and I don't know why the half-jawed prisoner killed Xia Yun. ”

"Where did you get the news?"

"The fake Frostbreaker Sword was made by my father, why didn't I know?"

"Your daddy?" Pu Yu's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"My dad is old. After Mo Qiangqiang said, he stood up with a fierce sleeve, his eyes were full of incredible, a generation of weapon greats, descendants were actually in the blacksmith: "What?

"That's right. Mo Qiangqiang was still curious about the Ming bamboo fan in his hand, and wanted to take the opportunity to touch it, but he was beaten back by Ze Sleeve.

"I'm afraid to kill Xia Yun because he can't finish Xia Yun's contract with half a prisoner, and the killer back then may just take it away, and it will make people suspicious if Qing Yuxiao takes it. Gao Buluo flicked his sleeves and said.

"What about Dejing sticks?" asked Pu Yu again.

Legend has it that it weighs a thousand pounds, and the white ginger is because it consumes internal strength because of it, and it was knocked off the cliff with just one palm, as for where it is, you can ask my father and go to the shore of Luomu Lake. Mo Qiangqiang blinked, of course, did not take his eyes off the bamboo fan for a moment.

"What the hell do you like about the Ming Bamboo Fan, keep watching. Then the sleeve was a little impatient.

"This workmanship is too meticulous, I have never been able to do it, can you lend me to research?" Mo Qiangqiang stared at it.

"I'm just this one weapon..."

Before the sleeve finished speaking, she saw her take out a short arrow from her arms, the arrow body was slender, the whole body was golden and bright, the palm of the palm was gripped, and an arrow came out, if it was a close battle, it seemed that the other party was hit by a fist, but in fact, the other party was already a hundred holes, and there was a button on the tail handle here, and when I pressed it, the arrow flew out and was tied to the trunk, and there was a slender and shiny silk between the two ends. Mo Qiangqiang plucked a hair on his sleeve, and before he saw it, his sleeve attacked, and the black hair over there had fallen into two sections, which could be described as blowing off.

"What kind of silk is this?"

"Yaoshan Ice Silkworm. Mo Qiangqiang withdrew the ice silk, looked at Ze Sleeve again, and spread his hand: "I gave it to you." ”

"Why?" The sleeve is skeptical.

"I think... We're fated to do it. She laughs.

"How many years, Qiang Qiang waited for you to complain and hold a grudge. ”

The sleeves looked at the dripping rain outside the window, and tears kept falling like this rain.