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At the foot of the chessboard mountain, the car slowly stopped in front of a villager's door, and the car Zhou Bingchang checked the address again and again before nodding to Zhang Xuanqing, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Looking out through the car window, the courtyard of this village is not big, but the green bricks and green tiles, the stone slabs are paved, the willows in front of the door are still around, and the courtyard is full of flowers, which is extremely elegant.

Zhang Xuanqing couldn't help but hesitate: "Is it really here?"

"Don't worry, Brother Zhang, believe me, it's right!" Zhou Bangyan packed the ticket, and after speaking, he got off the bus first and called the door.

Bang!

There was a knock on the wooden door, and soon an old voice came from the courtyard: "Come in, the door is not closed." ”

At this time, Zhang Xuanqing also walked over, and the two pushed the door in, and the first thing they saw was the flowers in the courtyard, only in the northwest corner, there was a row of weapon racks. Otherwise, the place would have been more like a girl's courtyard than a blacksmith's house.

Among the flowers, there was an old man who was getting up from the rocking chair, sixty or seventy years old, with a strong body, big shoulders and a round waist, and it was rare to see an old man of such a shape. Although his voice was old, it was also very loud: "Two little dolls, why haven't I seen you, what are you doing here?"

Zhou Bangyan smiled and saluted: "Old man, we are here to ask for a sword......

"What are you doing here, let's go, we don't sell swords, we don't sell knives, we don't sell all kinds of weapons!" The old man's face sank, and he waved his hand to drive people outside.

Zhou Bangyan was stunned: "Old man, why is this?"

"What are you feeding the river and the sea, what's the matter, you plan to sink Lao Tzu in the river to feed the fish? Hurry up, what should you do, what should you do, you want a sword? Who told you to come, go to whom! I don't!" the old man said and sat back in the rocking chair: "Remember to close the door for me when you go out." ”

Crunch - crunch -

The rocking chair groaned as if it was about to fall apart.

Zhou Bangyan's face was suddenly full of embarrassment, he had also made a package ticket with Zhang Xuanqing before, but now as soon as he entered the door, he was kicked out, which was really embarrassing. He smiled at Zhang Xuanqing, did not give up, and turned to the old man again: "Old man, you are accommodating, it was Feng Junshi who introduced me, and he said that you ......"

"I don't care who introduced you here, and whoever introduced you - wait, who did you say let you come?" the old man sat up in his rocking chair.

Zhou Bangyan saw that there was a door, and hurriedly said: "It's Feng Junshi, I am friends with him, I heard him say, your old man is a swordsmith ......" cocked his thumb: "So I took my friend to take a look." By the way, let Zhang Xuanqing out.

The old man's bright eyes looked back and forth on the two of them for a long time, his eyelids drooped, he lay back in the rocking chair again, and pointed to the weapon rack in the northwest corner: "Where is the sword, you have to see it yourself, you have to buy it, put down the money and leave." ”

"Okay!" Zhou Bangyan happily agreed, and together with Zhang Xuanqing, he wanted to thank the old man and walked to the weapon rack. Unexpectedly, the filming crew who had been following suddenly walked up: "Mr. Zhou, we should go, if it is later, the task time will be almost over." ”

"This ......" Zhou Bangyan hesitated for a while.

Zhang Xuanqing said with a smile: "Since Brother Zhou has a job, let's go first." I may still be here for a while, you don't have to wait for me. He didn't dare to guarantee that this old man's sword would meet his needs, and maybe he would have to find a swordsmith with other claws. After speaking, he took out the fare from his pocket and handed it to Zhou Bangyan.

Zhou Bangyan took it with a dry smile: "Hehe, today is the need of the task, and Brother Lao Zhang will break the bank." Later, Zhou invited Brother Zhang to dinner. ”

Still eating?

If you eat again, you might be able to eat!

Zhang Xuanqing muttered in his heart, thinking of telling Zhou Bangyan that the noon dinner was not filmed, so don't broadcast it.

But after thinking about it, how many shots can he earn? Maybe people didn't shoot him at all, so he just gave up.

Sending Zhou Bangyan out of the door, Zhang Xuanqing walked to the weapon rack again, with a total of seven swords, a knife, and a gun on it.

The knife and gun Zhang Xuanqing didn't care about them, mainly looking at the seven swords. He had learned the art of swordsmanship from Liu Jiannan, and it was also written in that article on the sword technique that what kind of sword should be the most suitable. At the moment, according to the sword procedure, he first looked at the blade, then the blade, and then whether the sword body was straight and whether the hilt was grasped.

"The young man actually knows how to use swords?" the old man was surprised, he was a sword-caster, and he could naturally see that Zhang Xuanqing's sword procedure was extremely professional.

Zhang Xuanqing put down the sixth handful that he had already finished reading, and said modestly: "I understand a little, I understand a little." ”

The old man glanced at him and picked up the first sword: "What do you think of this sword?"

"White is so strong, yellow is so tough, this sword is too white, there is no toughness, just over easy to break. ”

"And what about this one?" the old man was not angry, put down the first handle, and picked up the second handle.

"The sword body is black and turbid, and the heat is insufficient. Zhang Xuanqing said bluntly again.

"And this one?" said he picked up the third one.

"The blue and white qi wins, the yellow and white qi is exhausted, the tempering is insufficient, and there is no edge and no blade. ”

“......”

It wasn't until the seventh that Zhang Xuanqing was no longer picky, but said: "I haven't seen it yet, I don't know if it's good or bad." ”

The old man put down the sword and looked angry: "You kid, I let you choose the sword well, but you pick and choose, what's the matter, you think my skills are not good?"

Zhang Xuanqing smiled: "If the old man really only has these few swords, I'm afraid he won't be able to use me." To tell you the truth, what I want to buy here is not a sword, but someone to forge a sword!"

"Snort-" The old man actually smiled disdainfully: "You are still looking for someone to forge a sword, do you know the sword? Don't think that you think that you have a little knowledge of the sword technique and think how great you are, a really good sword is not something that ordinary people can touch!"

"Oh?" Zhang Xuanqing smiled: "How did the old man know that he wanted to build a good sword instead of finding someone to build a broken copper and iron?"

Old man: "......"

You're not kidding me.

Seeing this, Zhang Xuanqing smiled again: "Okay, old man, let's not be bored here." You open your eyes and take out the best sword you've ever made, and show it to me, boy. ”

"Hey, boy, don't play tricks on me, I haven't promised to give you a sword yet!"

"I haven't fought yet, so I don't have confidence?

"Joke! In this world, there is only the material you can't give, and there is no sword that I can't fight!"

"That ......"

"But I'm not going to call you. Hehe-hey-boy, it's useless for me!"

"So what works for you?"

"Yes, of course...... Nothing is useless!Boy, don't try to talk to me!" The old man almost purred his mouth with pride.

Zhang Xuanqing looked at the other party's soft and hard posture, and shook his head: "That's it, it seems that you have no relationship with me, and you are not a sword craftsman who conceives a sword for me." With that, he walked out. But the old man suddenly shouted:

"Stop!" (To be continued.) )