Fu Jingnian came to the blacksmith shop early the next morning, and as soon as he entered the blacksmith shop, a hot air came to his face, the old iron head was bare-chested, took a sledgehammer, and struck it on an unformed sword tire again and again, and sparks splashed everywhere.

And the son of the old iron head pushed the fire for his father by the stove, Tie Da Niu was four years younger than Fu Jingnian, and he loved to follow Fu Jingnian when he was a child, go up the tree to dig birds, and build a snowman in winter, so it's not hot.

"Brother Xiao Nian. Tie Da Bull's eyes were sharp, and he saw Fu Jingnian at once, dropped the torch, and ran in front of Fu Jingnian.

"Big Niu, come, stand up and show my brother if he is tall or strong. The young man stood up solemnly, Fu Jingnian gestured his head, and said with a smile: "It's a lot stronger, it's almost as tall as Brother Xiaonian." ”

The young man hugged Xiao Nian with his waist around his waist, Fu Jingnian was not surprised, his chest was stained with a lot of sweat, and he laughed and said: "The strength is also a lot greater." ”

"Big bull, what a big person, and he loves to be stupid. The old man put down the hammer and walked over: "Xiao Nian, you start with iron." ”

Fu Jingnian said "um", and also followed the example of the old man Tie, took off his coarse cloth robe, and was shirtless.

Looking at Fu Jingnian on the upper body, the old man Tie and Tie Da Niu were dumbfounded, and Tie Da Niu stammered: "Little... Brother Xiao Nian, where did you get these scars all over your body?" Fu Jingnian's muscles are well-proportioned, with a strong sense of line, but his body is like a knife and axe, several scars of length from shoulder to waist are criss-crossed, knife wounds, gunshot wounds, sword wounds, and even more canine teeth, and there is a scar on his chest like a bear's paw print with a bowl mouth that penetrates through his heart.

When Fu Jingnian heard this, he sighed in his heart, that was my childhood, but he smiled slightly, "It's all made by beasts in the mountains." ”

The old iron man opened his mouth to speak, and the words rolled and rolled in his throat, but he never spoke, and as an old blacksmith, he knew how those wounds were formed.

Fu Jingnian took the hammer of the old iron head, and like a mortal, hammered it on the unformed iron block again and again.

"Boom, boom. ”

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A hundred miles away from Nanban City, there are 10,000 horsemen running rampant. "Father, there is Nanban City ahead. "Wei Yu rode a tall horse, dressed as a Confucian scholar, although it was winter, he still held a cool fan.

Wei Nian was wearing a thick sheepskin jacket, two cotton ears to protect his ears, riding a very white horse, staring at Nanban City with moist eyes, "The former capital of the Great Chu Kingdom, I, Wei Nian, have returned." ”

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Why do I have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land so much!!

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It was already dark, but the fire was blazing in the furnace of the smithy.

Fu Jingnian didn't say a word, he raised the hammer again and again to hit the iron, the iron was scrapped, Fu Jingnian didn't care, took out a piece again, and continued to beat it. The whole person seemed to be numb.

I don't know how long it was, but three people gathered at the door of the blacksmith's shop.

"Uncle Wang, what's wrong with Brother Jing Nian?" said Tie Da Niu, who came back from the academy, in a low voice.

The old man smiled, looked up at the sky, and said softly: "Da Niu, your brother Jing Nian is terminally ill." ”

Tie Da Niu didn't seem to understand, but when he heard the obscene old man say that Brother Jing Nian was terminally ill, he was in a hurry, and he was about to rush in.

The old iron head reached out and grabbed the big iron bull who rushed in with his head stuffy, and lamented: "How did I give birth to such a stupid child as you." ”

"Dad, don't catch me, Brother Jing Nian, he ......"

"Shut up, you don't have to open your mouth, just look at it. "Old Tietou said.

"Qiang Qiang". The night was already very deep, however, the sound of iron-striking in the blacksmith shop was getting more and more intense, and Fu Jingnian's originally stiff iron-striking movements became more and more smooth with the repeated swings. Although the iron pieces beaten by Fu Jingnian today are not at the level of the old man Tie, they will not be broken again.

"Bang. Fu Jingnian, who was beating the iron, suddenly fainted and fell to the ground, the hammer and iron pieces were scattered everywhere, and the obscene old man was not surprised, he walked in slowly, gently picked up Fu Jingnian who fell to the ground, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and muttered: "This kid ......." ”

Looking at the blacksmith shop with a mess and scrap iron all over the ground, the old man felt a pain in his flesh, the thief damn it, this piece of iron is not cheap, half a penny a piece, today I will give Fu Jingnian a hundred yuan a day, that is a full fifty yuan, the old iron head looked at the old man and the old man disappeared, and scolded and said: "Muddy boy, I wasted the old man's fifty yuan, see that I won't tire you to death tomorrow." ”

Tie Da Niu was simple-minded, and when he saw that the old father said that he was going to die of Brother Jing Nian tomorrow, he believed it and couldn't help but feel worried about dealing with Jing Nian, so he smiled at the old iron head and said: "Dad, don't worry about it, it's just fifty yuan." ”

The old iron head glanced at Tie Da Niu with slanted eyes, turned around and knocked his palm on Tie Da Niu's donkey wooden head, and said angrily: "Why did I give birth to such a fool of you." ”

Tie Da Niu shrank his head and smirked.

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In the middle of the night, Fu Jingnian woke up, looked at the few people who were still asleep, picked up the willow branches at the head of the bed, and walked out of the house lightly.

Outside the house, the cold wind was howling, and the cold air was desperately drilling into the collar of the white robe, Fu Jingnian lifted the willow branches, slowly closed his eyes, and made his arms parallel to his shoulders, and let the willow branches in his hands droop to feel the trajectory of the wind, and exhaled lightly, Fu Jingnian did not deliberately dance, the sword went with the wind, and the willow branches swayed slowly in the air.

Gradually, the wind began to get stronger, and the willow branches swayed faster and faster in the wind, more and more urgently!

Under the strong wind, the willow branch seemed to have turned into a peerless sword at this moment, the sword was like a dragon, Fu Jingnian walked with the sword, galloping like thunder in the wind.

A few pomegranate trees are planted on both sides of the road, and the leaves of the pomegranate trees are fiery red, and even though it is winter, they are still blooming brightly.

The willow branches danced rapidly, rolling up pomegranate leaves in the air one after another, and the sword speed at this moment had quickly turned into a streamer, and the naked eye could only see a handsome white-robed figure flashing left and right and dead leaves flying in the air.

Suddenly, Fu Jingnian stopped, put away his sword and stood, and with the retraction of this sword, the momentum of Thunder Wanjun was also instantly retracted.

And the leaves in the sky were still flying in the air, and Fu Jingnian stood in the center of the leaves with a sword, smiling.

A fiery red pomegranate leaf swirled and landed on the shoulder of this white-robed young man with a pair of demonic peach blossom eyes, gently picked up the fallen leaf, Fu Jingnian put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed deeply, grinning: "Iron striking style." ”

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