Wang Wen threw down the stone platform, turned his head and said to Wang Dong: "Dad, this piece is not strong enough, let's fight a bigger one." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Wang Dong was dumbfounded: "This ...... You've changed it at least once every six months before, and if you change it like this, how can I have any money for you to practice?"

It's like a father blaming a son for doing the exercises too quickly: "How do you do it so fast, can't you do it slowly?"

Wang Dong mainly gave the residents of the town some farm tools and equipment to live, although the life was not bad, but it was not very good. When it was good, the mayor would bring back some list of indicators of the county yamen from the county, all of which were standard weapons, which were fat.

Completing the crafting of these weapons is worth at least three months' work. But that being said, his son is progressing so fast, how can he not support him as a father. On the surface, he was dissatisfied, but in fact he was happy in his heart, and turned around and took the rope: "Go, accompany me to your Uncle Hong's house to choose a stone platform."

Uncle Hong is a stonemason in the town, in order to facilitate quarrying, he built a stone house directly at the foot of the mountain, and people often come to him when they hit some stone tables and stone benches, including the stone platform used by the martial arts dart bureau in their county to practice.

Xiaqiu Mountain, except for the locals, no one can call the name of this mountain, the highest altitude is only three or four hundred meters, but the victory is that the peaks are continuous enough, it is a rare group of low mountains.

Although the mountain peaks are not high, the trees are extremely verdant, and there are many kinds of roe deer rabbits, which have become a source of income for many hunters and woodcutters in the town.

But now winter and spring are the time of mountain closure, allowing wild animals and trees to thrive. Without the hunters and woodcutters, there would be no one on the mountain, except for a stone house standing alone, from which from time to time there was a sound of tapping.

"Hong Ming, are you at home?" Although he was asking, Wang Dong was not polite on his legs, so he walked straight in, obviously hearing his movements at home.

The beating stopped suddenly, but Uncle Hong's panicked voice came from inside: "Ah, who, wait a minute, don't come in yet, you ・・・・・・・ me come out immediately." ”

Wang Dong had already crossed the threshold, and when he heard Hong Ming say this, his brows immediately tightened, and he immediately withdrew his legs and took two steps back. Wang Wen saw from the side that Wang Dong's face was obviously cold.

At this time, Hong Ming walked out of the back room sweating profusely, and saw Wang Dong waiting at the door: "Hey, Brother Dong, why are you here? Hurry up, come in and sit." “

Wang Dong just looked at Hong Ming like that, and didn't answer, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little tense.

Wang Wen hurriedly rounded the field: "Uncle Hong, my father and I will choose a stone platform for practice." “

"Little Meng. Wang Dong's voice raised an octave, "How did I tell you when I came? I don't know any politeness, my name is Master Hong." After that, he bent down and arched his hand and said, "Master Hong, the child is not sensible, please don't be surprised!"

Hong Ming suddenly looked embarrassed, and his words became incoherent: "Brother Dong, you, don't be like this, torture me, I ・・・・・・・"

Wang Dong said again: "Master Hong, please make it convenient, my father and son will choose a stone platform and leave, and they will not disturb much." “

Hong Ming was so anxious that his face was red and white for a while, so he stepped forward and pulled Wang Dong and said, "Brother Dong, I can't explain it clearly, you can see when you come in." Regardless of Wang Dong's cold face and unhappiness, he directly pulled him into the back room, and Wang Wen hurriedly followed.

The stone house is not breathable, and even though it is the middle of winter, the room still looks stuffy, but fortunately, the roof has opened the skylight, and the room does not look so gloomy. The lazy midday sun refracted through the skylight and shone directly on a stone table in the center.

Something on the table was covered with a piece of gauze, and there were some hammers, crane-beak pliers, and other tools next to it, and I think the sound of the previous beating must have come from this thing.

"Brother Dong, my attention was all on this just now, I didn't hear you clearly, so I asked you to wait. Actually, I'm about to go to you, let's see, is this that thing?"

A fist-sized black and dull stone appeared on the stone table, at first glance, I thought it was a piece of coal, but on closer inspection, it seemed to have some metallic texture. Wang Dong was still angry, but when he saw this stone, he seemed to have lost his soul: "This, is it ・・・・・・・" raised his eyes and glanced at Hong Ming in shock, Hong Ming nodded: "You say, is this ・・・・・・・?"

He looked back at Wang Wen meaningfully, then turned back and said, "Xuantie?"

Wang Dong came back to his senses from surprise: "According to the records, this appearance is indeed very similar, but there are many similar ores, and I can't confirm it." “

Hong Ming said confidently: "Brother Dong, I have tried, and even my sharpest sharp stone wedge can't show any traces, I think even if it is not Xuantie, it must be a treasure on the earth treasure list." Brother Dong, let's send it!"

"How did you get this thing? Could it be?" Wang Dong was sensible and immediately thought of the root of the problem.

"Brother Dong, don't worry, I won't do those things that hurt heaven and reason. In fact, this is what I got from the stone yesterday. Hong Ming was very excited, and dragged Wang Dong to the quarry at the back door.

He pointed to a half-human-high stone that broke in half and said: "This kind of marzuli is a specialty of our lower hills, with a uniform texture and light weight, suitable for making some stone tables and chairs." But when this piece came out, it obviously felt a lot heavier, and it felt like there was something inside, so I opened it to see, but I didn't expect there to be such a thing inside. “

Wang Wen took a closer look, there was an obvious center in the middle of the broken stone, the marble was blue, and the middle piece was indeed black, covering the stone wall of the entire center.

Hong Ming asked impatiently: "Brother Dong, you used to be an expert in weapon forging in the Dart Bureau, you must have studied these materials, can you identify them?"

Wang Dong was noncommittal: "I am studying some low-end materials, how can I have the opportunity to contact such a genius treasure, if you really want to identify, you can only use a few ancient methods, I am afraid that you will lose some leftovers." “

Hong Ming had the mentality of an upstart: "If it is really identified, we will send it, where do you care about this leftover, Brother Dong, let it go!" As he spoke, he pulled Wang Dong into the back room, and Wang Dong was helpless to be pulled back and forth by Hong Ming in a hurry.

Wang Wen didn't follow, he was attracted by these strange black powders. Although they were attached to the stone wall, Wang Wen looked at it as if a group of black powder was pulsing, hitting each other between the stone walls, like jumping candy.

Wang Wen felt strange, he stretched out his right hand to scrape a little to see. But the moment his hand reached into the stone nest, the palm of his hand quickly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it became a bony bony palm.

At the same time, the black powder that was constantly beating was adsorbed on the bone palm, and the bone palm of his right hand immediately became very heavy, and he almost fell without paying attention. He hurriedly pulled out the palm of his hand, and after touching the sun, the bone palm quickly plumped up, returning to the size of a normal person's palm.

Wang Wen carefully observed his palm, there was no difference, if he had to say something, it seemed to have turned a little whiter. Phew, narcissistic!

Suddenly thinking of Uncle Hong, they were still identifying what kind of Xuantie, and he also put down the matter first, and hurriedly chased after it to take a look.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Wang Dong fetching a basin of water on the stone table, and asked inexplicably, "Dad, ・・・・・ is this?"

At this time, Wang Dong's face was a rare light: "Xuantie has a characteristic, water and fire do not invade, but the weight in the water will become heavier, and it will become lighter in the fire, so there are several ways to identify it." I'm afraid that this is not Xuantie, but other water minerals such as mica, ordinary water will lose the spirituality of a certain material, although it is unlikely, but you still have to think clearly, if you find an expert to identify it will be more certain. “

The excitement on Hong Ming's face also subsided slightly, and he shook his head: "Brother Dong, I still understand the truth of being guilty, this thing can be identified by itself or by itself, and nothing may happen outside." “

Wang Dong nodded: "Okay, let me see if this is Xuantie!" After speaking, he gently held the fist-sized black stone with both hands and slowly picked it up.