The Imperial Guard’s Revenge Chapter 65: ：With wine and a knife

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Liangdi is cold and vast, and when people walk there, they can feel nothing but boundlessness. The rumble of horse hooves woke up the vultures looking for food like a thunderous drum, but in Liu Mu's ears, there were waves of irritation. There was nothing gained from the trip to Rize Temple. Apart from seeing the profound Buddhist practice of the sacred tree, there was nothing gained from the smelting of iron. According to the old monk Shenshu, when he was young, he tried to travel all over the cold land to find a way to smelt iron, but to this day there is no way, and he advised Liu Mu to give up. Liu Mu was the kind of person who was unwilling to look back even after hitting the wall. He left Rize Temple without any indication. He would not give up.

"Who is the best caster in Liangdi? I need you to find it for me. Even if you have to tie him up, you will be tied here." Liu Mu, who was sitting in the open space and drank a jar of strong wine, said, He said to Tie Qi with his eyes closed, his expression was ferocious and terrifying.

Tie Qi didn't know what Liu Mu was thinking about, insisting on using this iron to make a knife. There are so many good knife-making materials in the world, why bother with this **** and waste your energy. It was difficult to refute, so I could only vent my anger on Sanjin and others, and growled: "Where is the best caster?"

"Yingzhen, the old man Huyan from Yingzhen has the best craftsmanship, really, I won't lie to you!" He had already had enough of the three kilograms of Iron Flag Old Fist, so he dared not neglect him, so he said a name without hesitation. Others nodded their heads loudly when they heard this. It seems that the old man Huyan mentioned by Sanjin is indeed the most famous caster here.

Tie Qi nodded with satisfaction, let go of Sanjin's collar, smoothed it for him with a smile, and then said: "Very good, then take me to find this person." But Sanjin The others looked embarrassed and stood there without moving even a step. Tie Qi, who had walked a few steps, turned his head in confusion and said angrily: "What's going on? Why don't you just wait until I beat you up?"

"Boss, this old man from Huyan has a bit of a weird temper. It is said that he doesn't use anything except farm tools." Sanjin said with a strange expression.

Tie Qi laughed wildly a few times and said disdainfully: "I don't believe in this evil. If he dares not to forge a knife today, I will cramp his tendons. You two, go and invite someone with me!" After finishing speaking, Mounted the horse.

With the protection of the master Tie Qi, Sanjin and the losers immediately followed with smiles on their faces and rode towards the north. Looking at it from a distance, it is no different from robbery and murder in daily life. The only difference is that it is more arrogant.

In Tieqi's consistent understanding, any craftsman with a certain reputation must have a certain sense of pomp and circumstance. Not to mention the size of the workshop, there must be several craftsmen, and no matter how hard it is, there must be a clanking sound. But looking at the dilapidated small courtyard in front of me, there wasn't even a door. There was just a house built of dirt and dust in the courtyard. Tie Qi's nose was so angry that he was crooked, and a sinister voice sounded in Sanjin's ears: "It's best to explain, otherwise..."

The fist that was as big as a sandbag was making a loud "crack" sound when it was squeezed. Every time it made a sound, my heart lifted a little, fearing that the next moment Tieqi would run out of patience and give himself a few rounds on the head. Sanjin hurriedly said: "Boss, don't look at old man Huyan's yard. He is really good at blacksmithing. I'm really not talking nonsense about this." He still didn't believe it when he saw the iron flag. Sanjin knew that this was human nature. Who was it? If you see such a shabby place, you won't associate yourself with an expert. I couldn't help but curse a few times in my heart, and Sanjin said with a smile: "Everyone in this area for dozens of miles praises this old man from Huyan for his skill in blacksmithing. Boss, if you don't believe it, go ask a passerby."

Tie Qi jumped off his horse and walked towards the house full of broken furniture. His heart grew colder and colder as he walked. If he hadn't seen a blacksmithing stove in the yard, he would have turned around and left immediately. Not far from the house, Tie Qi said: "Is there anyone there? Is anyone at home?"

"Which son of a **** is yelling at me here?" A drunken voice came from far outside the yard. The voice frightened Sanjin and trembled inexplicably, and he quickly hid behind the iron flag.

Tie Qi’s loud voice made Tie Qi turn his head in confusion. What he saw was an old man in his fifties or sixties. His copper bell eyes, which were red due to drunkenness, were narrowed to only a slit at the moment. , the square forehead is flat and a little too high, and the big white beard on the chin is curling up and down with the curling of the lips at this moment, making people want to laugh when they look at it. But no one present dared to laugh out loud. Tie Qi looked at the old man slowly walking in with a solemn expression, and he was already a little wary without realizing it.

"Shout! Are they you little bandits?" He opened his ordinary eyes sideways. The old man looked hard for a long time before laughing and scolding: "Are you itchy again?"

"Old man Huyan, we are not here to find you today, it is my boss who has something to ask you." Sanjin, who was hiding behind the iron flag, said in a cowardly tone. This tone is not as fierce as it looks on the outside, and there is no usual blathering or fearful look.

After the old man Huyan sneered a few times, he said to Tie Qi: "The little kid has such a deep cultivation, what can I do with the old man?"

"Senior, junior Tie Qi, as entrusted by my young master, I came here to invite senior to speak." Tie Qi cupped his fists and saluted, and said in a deep voice.

Old man Huyan didn't even glance at Tie Qi. He picked up the wine bottle in his hand and took a few sips. While covering the wine cork, he said: "I am a bad old man, what can I have to talk to your young master? But you, a top-notch expert in the world, are willing to be the driven dog, what a pity!"

In this world, top-notch masters are not that rare, but they are not everywhere. There are only a few sects with strong heritage and inheritance, but as for those small sects, the last one would be crazy for joy. It is even rarer to be a top-notch master. Liu Mu once said that being first-class is just the beginning, and there are more possibilities in the future. Anyway, Tie Qi has never seen it and cannot imagine it.

"Senior, my young master is a scholar of heaven and earth, and his martial arts skills will never be matched by Tie Qi's. Before coming here, the young master once said that there is wine and a knife." Tie Qi took a step forward with a calm face, shortening the distance between him and old man Hu Yan. It has almost reached the ten-foot cordon.

"Haha... interesting! I just don't know what kind of wine this is, and what kind of knife is it?" Old Man Huyan looked a little more cautious, staring at Tie Qi with bright eyes. The sparkle that flashed in his eyes for a moment was no longer as drunk as before. The slightly arched body looked like he was ready to take action at any time.

Tie Qi took a step forward again, resisting Old Man Huyan's momentum and pressing forward. The aura lingering around him automatically pushed the low-strength Sanjin and others away. They could not move like a mountain and shouted: "The wine is the strong wine brewed by the young master himself. The general is drunk. The knife is the killing knife created by the young master. God Ghost slaying!"

Old man Huyan could no longer put on a relaxed look. He took two steps forward and circulated all his energy under his feet. After being rooted in the earth, he felt that his breathing was much smoother, and then he spoke out. : "Good wine! Good knife!"