Dongzhang in the God Sculpture

The next day, Dongzhang came to the courtyard under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree early in the morning to study and comprehend the Nine Suns Manual.

After the third volume, because the content is really difficult and mysterious, the progress naturally gradually slowed down, but Dongzhang was not in a hurry, and he was not like other protagonists, who either had blood feuds or the hatred of taking his wife , you have to rush out with a knife to find someone to fight, that's not the case.

Dongzhang himself came to this world alone, with few friends, so naturally he has no enemies. It is different from the mentality when he first came to this world. When he first came, he was a helpless person. The little beggar doesn't even have a basic shelter, so he is naturally anxious that he will be snapped away by a catastrophe.

Now that he has just completed his magical skills, he must have the basic self-protection ability. In this small town, it is already good for him not to harm others, and he is only fourteen years old, and he has not finished nine years of compulsory education. In the later life, he was a member of the funeral who went to junior high school, and he was still at the age of: I warn you, I am now a rebellious period, don't mess with me.

Therefore, Dongzhang doesn't care about his progress in practicing the Nine Suns Mantra. He has a very Buddhist mentality, and he can practice it anyway. Walking around, chatting with the old man Zhang who sells salted fish on the street, and gossiping with Aunt Xu who sells baskets next door, who's child has been smoked again, etc., in short, one day can be very fulfilling.

Just like that, half a month passed quietly.

It was also the day when Dongzhang was going to pick up the sword. After waking up and eating the sumptuous breakfast prepared by Aunt Liu, Dongzhang first comprehended the Nine Suns Manual, and when the time came to Xiangwu, he ordered Aunt Liu to go home in a while After eating, he got up and walked out of the house.

Along the street, I teased the children and chatted with the aunts and aunts. After a while, the blacksmith shop came into view. This time, I didn’t see the big blacksmith man busy. The sound of the tinkling iron was missing. He stood beside the workbench bloodshot and haggard, as if he had come here specially for him.

"Is the sword ready?"

As soon as the two met, Dong Zhang asked with a smile.

The big man turned around and took out a long strip of cloth from behind, and handed it to Dong Zhang: "Guan has been waiting here for a long time, this is your sword."

After taking the long cloth strip and untying the rope buckle, Dongzhang took out the black and bright steel sword inside. He saw that the hilt and the scabbard seemed to be integrated into one, with the same length and width, and the appearance was black. It's pitch black, and if you don't get close, it looks like an ordinary wooden stick, which is inconspicuous. Dongzhang grasped it in his hand and weighed it. The long sword weighs about eleven or two catties, which is light and fast in walking. In terms of advanced swordsmanship, the weight of this sword is undoubtedly unqualified.

But Dongzhang is quite satisfied, there is no doubt that there is him, because after practicing the Nine Suns Manual, Dongzhang's body has become different, and this strength is also one of them, so this sword is the most important sword in Dongzhang's eyes. qualified.

Feeling the smooth blade, Dongzhang pushed his thumb, zheng!

The sharp sword was out of its sheath, and a dazzling cold light came. Looking at the streamer on the blade, Dong Zhang, who was a complete layman, couldn't help saying: "Good sword."

Seeing Dongzhang's satisfied expression, the big man stepped forward and said: "This fine steel sword is a work that I have worked day and night for [-] days. People, the sword body is made of high-quality stainless steel by repeated beatings, and the scabbard and hilt are also polished from the best ebony wood. Except for eating and drinking, I never sleep for an hour every day. It is said that this is Guan's most proud work, but this fine steel sword can definitely be ranked in the top three of Guan's works, I wonder if the young master is satisfied?"

After listening to the big man's statement, Dongzhang put his sword back into its sheath, and looked at the big man with playfulness in his eyes: "Yes, I am very satisfied with this sword. This is an extra ten taels of silver for you."

Throwing 20 taels of silver to the big man, Dong Zhang walked out without looking back, but a bang behind him made Dong Zhang stop. It was the sound of the money bag hitting the ground, and the big man didn't go to pick it up. Dongzhang didn't turn around to look at the money bag that Dongzhang threw over, but stood there quietly, waiting for the big man's next words quietly out of the corner of his eyes.

From the corner of his eye, he saw the big man pick up the money bag, and walked up to Dong Zhang silently, put the money bag on the table in front of Dong Zhang with both hands, and took out a smaller money bag from his pocket, and put it on the table in front of Dong Zhang. And pushed it in front of Dongzhang, this series of actions made Dongzhang somewhat confused, and Dongzhang looked at the big man suspiciously.

The big man was not in a hurry to say, he just glanced at Dongzhang before he spoke slowly: "Guan knows that the young master must have misunderstood him. Guan said how hard he worked and how to make it, so he must blackmail the young master for more money."

The corner of Dongzhang's eyes twitched, but he didn't speak, did he?

The big man laughed at himself: "Although I do a lowly job, I am not completely swayed by the desire for profit."

"Dare to ask my lord, you must not make this sword for ornamental purposes, right?"

Dongzhang still didn't make a sound, but neither denied nor admitted it.

Seeing Dongzhang's silent attitude, the big man became more determined, laughed and said: "I have made a lot of 'swords' for those young masters and second generation ancestors in the town, but to be honest, we are doing this. In the same line, those 'swords' can deceive young masters who are ignorant of the world, that is a good-looking product, with gold and jade on the outside, and it is usually decorated for appearance, I really want to count on those 'swords' to kill Enemy, that is absolutely impossible, the wax head of the silver spear refers to those 'swords'."

Speaking of this, the big man paused, looked at Dongzhang's slightly raised brows, and said to himself: "But Guan knows that the fine steel sword in the son's hand is not comparable to those who look like it. .”

The big man casually picked up a steel knife on the table, looked at the cold blade, then turned his head to look at Dongzhang, then stared at Dongzhang and said: "The sword in the son's hand is the one that really kills the enemy." The sharp weapon, the real weapon to kill the enemy, the young master will not just make it for decoration."

At this meeting, Dongzhang no longer had any expression on his face, but his eyes had changed from dignified at the beginning to indifference, and he never spoke from the beginning to the end, but just stood quietly and listened to the big man talking.

Aware of the change in Dongzhang's temperament, the big man didn't panic, but slowly told a story: "In the past, this town didn't belong to the Kingdom of Jin, but the land of our Great Song Dynasty. A family of three, the husband works at sunrise and rests at sunset, and the wife does housework at home. Although life is poor, they are also happy and content. They have a child named Hutou. The children seldom get sick, and there are no details about the family. The wife never makes her husband worry about it. The husband also works outside the home with peace of mind, leaving the house unconditionally to his wife. No matter how tired he is physically and mentally when he comes home from work every day, he sees the man standing at the door of the house. With that figure, the husband can always produce countless strengths, for them and for the family."

"But even though life has been so difficult, the three members of this family are still laughing and laughing every day. One day, everything is different. On the way home, my husband saw many people on iron horses, and there were many people running around. The fleeing people and the panicked villagers were like livestock and wild animals being killed at will by those riding iron cavalry, the streets were filled with desperate wailing of people and the cries of children, my husband, who has always been calm, panicked."

"He ran desperately in the direction of his memory, lost his shoes, fell down, and broke his head. Because of anxiety and panic, two lines of hot tears covered her husband's cheeks unconsciously. He wanted to cry out. , but he found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and no sound came out, and finally, he ran to the home in his memory."

Speaking of this, Dongzhang found that the veins in the hand of the big man holding the steel knife burst out, but he continued in a calmer tone:

"When the husband came to the house, he saw that the house was still the same house, but the people were no longer the same couple. The body of the tiger head was hung on a spear. Yes, he was dead. The wife fell in disheveled clothes at the door of the house. Every day, she stops at the door waiting for her husband, with a few steel knives stuck in her belly, and the direction she looks at is the direction where her husband returns every day at sunset, but she can no longer call out that husband, she is dead, her husband My home is gone..."