The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 79: Open the door and open the sword box
Chapter 79, Open the Door and Open the Sword Box
Update time: 2013-05-12
I don’t know if the famous sword was born, Su Su woke up to wake up, and Xu Fengnian took the sword out of his sleeves, tapped his fingers on the sword hilt, and knocked the old prince of Xishu stunned on the spot. In the past, the old master's mouth trembled with anger again.
When the gold thread of returning sleeves was in front of the blind female luthier, Xue Songguan snorted coldly, and the gold thread was struggling and trembling in the air. The old master with cold eyes had an insight into the world, and he became a little wary of this frivolous son of the Northern Liang, and the overall situation was clearly settled. At this time, he still did not forget to tentatively obliterate Xue Songguan. Xu Fengnian smiled cheeky, and pulled right. Xue Songguan didn’t have the kindness of the flying sword golden thread, and he didn’t have the kindness that he offered with both hands. He hooked his index finger and pulled the flying sword in front of him. Then he held the sword body with the two slender fingers of his left hand. She was a genuine finger. The master is the most familiar with the knowledge. The flying sword is carefully crafted by Deng Tai'a. As far as the texture is inexplicable, it is like a wordless sword book. No matter whether the current realm is promoted or is adjacent to the land gods, there are three geniuses who can't get around. They all rode in a certain realm. On the Diamond Realm, the white-clothed monk Li Beware, and Cao Changqing, who has eight battles alone, And referring to the Profound Realm, it is Deng Tai'a who proves Dao by magic. In the battle of Yuxiang, plus this golden strand that can be described as a killer, the blind luthier saw a total of ten flying swords. With knowledge, Xue Songguan estimated that this man Tuzhi's son seemed to be carrying a huge treasure without knowing it. She was suspected of picking up sesame seeds and throwing watermelon. She only cared about raising the fetus of the sword, but did not know the meaning of kendo in a flying sword itself. That kindness went to pierce the window paper.
Xu Fengnian lost the golden strand, and he was not worried that the devil's head would not be returned, and he ignored Zhao Dingxiu's glare. When he walked into the courtyard, he looked at the ebony box with the Spring and Autumn Swords and kept his eyes on. Sword box seals are carved with trivial and simple inscriptions and runes. Most of the best swordsmen in the world are proficient in Qimen Dunjia. Since the swordsmiths with the surname Qi are qualified to cast swords for the Western Shu Sword Emperor, they are certainly among the best. If the scabbard is an inner shirt, then the scabbard is like a person's outer shirt. This sword box has gone beyond this category, and is more like a cage, preventing the killing and arrogance from fleeing. Whether in the literary world of chess or the martial arts world, there is a bad habit of admiring the ancients and degrading the present. They always think that poetry and essays are well done by the ancients, and the secrets of martial arts are also more precious as you get older. Later, the people who came to the game became more and more sophisticated. Fortunately, there are Huanglongshi Xu Weixiong in the chess world, and Wang Xianzhi and Li Chungang in the rivers and lakes have created a new atmosphere that will be enough for a hundred years. People don't envy the ancients anymore.
The blacksmith saw Xu Fengnian reaching out to touch the sword case, and whispered: "Be careful."
Xu Fengnian stretched out his hand and touched it on the sword case. After shrinking his hand, he looked down. There was a lot of fresh blood oozing out of it. The killing spirit hidden in this sword is so great that it is only seen in his life.
The blacksmith who once held the sword to the Western Shu Sword Emperor laughed and said: "I only care about casting a good sword. It is your business how you take the sword and let the sword spirit be restrained afterwards."
Xu Feng did not look back in the year, and said: "E, you go and find an inn for Sister Qin Master to stay."
The young man with a long bow and quiver nodded and said: "Okay."
Xue Songguan released the golden strand with two fingers, and then returned to Xu Fengnian's sword pocket in his sleeve. The blacksmith, who was one of the few masters of kendo in the age, nodded secretly when he saw this scene. No wonder that the king of Beiliang gave birth to a good son with a similar temperament. The blacksmith then thought of his prince Su Su, the prince of Western Shu. Of course, Su Su is a pseudonym. The two characters for Su Su are homonyms to Shu. As for why his surname is Su, I have to ask Old Scholar Zhao. He has never figured it out all these years. Dare to love is an old master. Thinking about the taste of the shortbread cakes sold on Xishu Street? The blacksmith walked to the furnace and looked at the sleeping young man. He was a man who wielded iron and forged a sword, unlike the old master. He was not so particular about hatred by many countries. He just thought that the little prince who had been left behind in the folk market could live happily and regain the country. Whether it’s a fate or not, remember that there is a great river that crosses Xishu. The sword emperor who is second only to the sword **** Li Chungang once said that the sword is like a river and flows from a high ground to a low place. Naturally, the sword will be more powerful. As a swordsman, he thinks that being a human is probably the same. As the sword opens the gate of heaven, after all, there is only Li Chungang, a wooden horse and a sword, and it is very reasonable. The old master walked into the backyard with his hands on his back. The blacksmith carried Su Su on his back. There were two narrow huts in the backyard. When he was a child, Su Su liked to cry and wet the bed in the middle of the night. The blacksmith can’t help but laugh every time he thinks of this when he casts that piece of heavenly mysterious iron into a sword. I don't know how much he was snapped off by the little prince, and he still giggled after pulling it out. The blacksmith felt that the helpless old master at that moment had a more human touch than when the temple angrily rebuked his Majesty for fainting.
Xu Fengnianku stood in the courtyard, walking slowly around the sword box.
The young dead man left the bow in the yard, and then walked out of the courtyard with the blind luthier. She wrapped the broken piano with a cotton bag and put it on her arm, like a graceful young lady who returned home from shopping. The young man squinted and looked very interesting. He was a optimistic temperament who couldn't keep his worries. He joked: "Sister Xue, I accidentally broke your beloved Guqin. You won't kill me suddenly, right?"
The female violinist shook her head softly and said, "No."
The young man codenamed E curiously asked: "Sister Xue, aren't you the big demon who is very high on the Beimang list? Don't the demon kill people for no reason?"
She smiled, "I don’t know why I was on the list. In fact, I only killed six people. Except for the first person, the rest were spent by others to pay for the murder. Maybe it was because I killed them. The characters are close to the realm of King Kong"
The young boy smiled and said: "Sister Xue, women are so talented, and be careful not to marry in the future. You think, even if you are not a notorious big demon, which man likes to marry a daughter-in-law who enters the door and fights better than himself, Is it this way? I don’t dare to look for a daughter-in-law in the future. I will definitely look for a woman who can only embroider women with red embroidery.
Blind woman whispered: "With Beiliang Shizi, are you afraid of not having a wife?"
A young man with his hands over his knees like a monkey in the mountains walked on the bluestone road in the alley, looking into the distance, and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid I will die one day, so I dare not find a wife."
arrived in front of the inn, the young man quietly hid into the night.
The next day, Su Su, who was full of sleep, wanted to sit up with a beautiful carp, but hit the bed hard. The poor wooden bed creaked and rubbed his waist. Su Su was a little bit offended. Confused, how come you open your eyes and lie down on the bed? Didn't you run into a woman waiting for someone in the rainy night last night? I vaguely remember that there was a slender figure holding an umbrella at the end of the alley. This kind of figure who looked so high would make Su sullen and slander for a long time. No matter how he got out of this room, he was cleaned up and kept by the old master the next day. The messy room, the old master often talked about how to sweep the world without sweeping the house. At first, Su Su’s left ear went in and out of the right ear. Make sure to clean up this room spotlessly." After that, the old man no longer thought about this matter, making Su Su feel a little bit sorry. The old master was moving out the pots of orchids. Su Su was no stranger to it. When he went to the front room, Uncle Qi was still tirelessly ding ding dong dong banging iron. Su Su bent his arm and compared his muscles with Uncle Qi. He was a little discouraged and suddenly glanced at the courtyard. A half-baked figure stood there, ran over to take a look, widened his eyes, and exclaimed: "Who are you?"
For a whole night, Xu Fengnian was stripping away the sword energy flowing out of the sword box. The cracked soil had been flattened unknowingly. He turned around and looked at the orphan of the old Xishu royal family, without making a sound.
Su Su frowned, and then he woke up and sneered: "I remember, you are the fool who was cheated of money under the old willow tree yesterday. The elders are still in tears. Are you distressed about the money? Huh?"
Xu Fengnian turned around with a cold face.
The old master Zhao Dingxiu who came to the front room said helplessly: "Don't be rude."
Using Su Su’s five senses, he can’t perceive the full sword intent of the sword hidden in the sword box, and the sword aura is alive. Even ordinary people like Su Su who do not practice martial arts will not take the initiative to hurt people. Su Su crossed the threshold, thinking about going out and playing with friends, friends, and friends. He has dealt with dingy poor guys all his life. For this kind of lavish brother, although he is a little bit suspicion of being caught by the door panel. It's not that he likes to be close. After all, he will still be uncomfortable and easy to feel embarrassed. Su Su was out of sight and was not upset. He walked around the man and the weird box, and inadvertently saw the banana bushes at the foot of the wall. The banana leaves were rotten to the point of being bitten by a vicious dog. He became angry and climbed up the wall and akimbo. He cursed at the yard next door: "Wang Fat Fat, you get out of Grandpa Su! Last time you stole the leaves of my plantain and wiped your buttocks. This time you are a cat crying or something. What do you do with Lao Tzu's plantain? Why scratch, scratch your foolish wife's milk-child!"
There was a roar from the yard next door, and a fat and trembling fat man pulled up his belt while copying his **** and killed him, "Puff pastry, the skin is tight, right? I shouted for funeral early in the morning! I cut to death. You!"
Su Su took a few punches on the wall, thinking that he was majestic, then squatted on the wall, and said with a smile: "You still want to climb the wall? Come on, just your body, you can be on the bed. It’s too much pressure for your wife to breathe, be careful not to be crushed to death. Then you will really ask me to cry out for you."
Fatty couldn't climb the wall, and the **** couldn't reach Su Su, so he threw his hand away in a fit of anger. Maybe he used his strength on his wife's belly last night, lost his head, and fell into the alley. Su Su was about to make a joke. When he turned his head and saw that the **** was dying, he hit a passing woman. He was so scared that he jumped and wanted to stop the hoe. But after the rain, the mud wall was soft, and it was necessary to stagger. Save a dog to eat **** and close your eyes subconsciously. When I opened my eyes, I suddenly realized that I was being held in her arms. Su Su was a little dazed for a while, and didn't know how to speak. The fat man opened the door and was stunned when he saw this scene. Su Su, this kid's ancestor's grave was smoking, and he was hugged by a lady? Wang Feibang shook his head, he ran to retrieve the hoe, really afraid of hurting people, the small family, every copper plate is for a radish, where can the idle money go to compensate? Really dead, if he is a second-class figure in Beimang, he will be buried with his family.
The blind female luthier put down Su Su, and the latter stood still and smiled and said, "I laughed."
Early in the morning, there was rain and dust, the air was fresh and pleasant, and the light was particularly clear. Su Su looked really cut her, not pretty, but delicate, and very pleasing, like a neighborhood The girl who came out of the wealthy family was nothing big, he liked it tightly.
Su Su scratched his head and asked: "Girl, did you wait for someone last night, did you wait for the son with a knife in the yard?"
She nodded.
Su Su habitually pats his forehead. Sure enough, it is not normal to gather people into groups by type. As a result, Su Su looks at him with pity. Leading her into the yard, Wang Feifang, who was squatting at the door watching the excitement, heard from behind, saying, "Yeah, shortbread, good luck, I have brought the ladies into the yard. It’s the first time since my mother’s womb, or firecrackers." Celebrate?"
Su Su stepped across the courtyard gate, retracted his head and yelled: "Wang Fatty, let me scream again, I will take my brother to your house to listen to the wall at night! Why don't you lose a golden gun to Qijilang overnight? It's the blink of an eye when you pick up the gun and get off the horse!"
The fat man was about to rush up and beat him up. Hearing the yard door slammed shut, he had to scold him and go home to sleep back into the cage. He slapped hard, thinking that I have a daughter-in-law, do you have a warm kang head? Then Su Su learned that the old master went to the private school and said that he would not teach for the past few days. Uncle Qi is still hitting the iron. The blind woman is just sitting in the backyard, not like a daze, but she doesn’t like how to talk. Sometimes the old master talks to her and asks One sentence to answer, as for the unknown young man, Su Su didn't see the doorway, so he didn't bother to pay attention. He sat in the backyard and admired the slightly cautious little lady's posture of the blind woman. really. Later, the old master did not know where he took out half of the money, so that Su Su, who had been sighing that his clever women could not cook without rice, was in a good mood. Just as delicate and shy, with a small mouth and a small mouth, Su Su was delighted no matter how he looked. The old master stepped on his feet under the table, but Su Su remained motionless, and had a great general demeanor.
Su Su knew that Brother Sabre was holding his rice bowl, so he went to the front yard and stood in a daze.
The old master went there from time to time to look at it for a while, and then shook his head and came back. Su Su was not without doubts, but the old master’s mouth was strict and did not disclose the least. Su Su, who thought he had a distant relative of the rich man, was very disappointed. Fortunately, Miss Xue sat nearby quietly, and Su Su felt much better.
In the next half a decade, Miss Xue came to go in the early morning and evening, and she couldn't move.
Finally knowing that it is the young man named Xu or staying in the front yard in a desperate manner. Su Su is puzzled. You have to say that there is a flowery girl in front of you, so you can stare at it for half a decade without blinking. You have to vomit, right?
On this day, Su Su sat on a small bench in the backyard, chatting with Miss Xue with each sentence.
The old master walked back from the front yard with his hands in his hand, and bowed his head and muttered to himself: "As sincerely, I look down, Taiyi burns in the night, and hard work has never moved the sky. Since I have such a best family background, I still endure so much hardship. Perseverance. It was Zhao Dingxiu who took my eyes off and looked down."
Su Su heard vaguely, and asked loudly: "Old man, what are you talking about?"
The old master sat down silently, and after a long time, he said: "I'm going to move, go south."
Su Su rolls his eyes and said: "Do we have the money? Besides, what to do to the south? It's fine here, don't move!"
The old master seemed to mourn his misfortune and anger his indisputability, and said loudly: "I said move and move! Why are people in wealth and can live and live hardships, but you just can’t eat?!"
The old master usually scolds, but there is a woman present today, and Su Su is also a little eager, "I will have a good and stable life, but why should I go and suffer hardships? Is it fun to be displaced like a bereaved dog?! "
The old master was extremely angry, and trembled: "What a bereaved dog! Yes, you are a bereaved dog!"
The old master had wet eyes. He pointed to the young man, gritted his teeth and said: "I have three million households in Xishu, who is not a bereavement dog for twenty years?!"
Su Su 嚅嚅喏, who was confused, only felt that Monk Zhang Er was confused, but when he saw the rare gaffe of the old master, he did not dare to sneer again.
The blind female luthier has been quietly whispering: "Old Master, in fact, Mr. Su is right. He is a human being, and everyone in the world just asks for one not to be bitter. Like me, in the rivers and lakes, also It's nothing more than asking for someone to be involuntarily involuntarily."
The old master is not a pedantic person who is blindly unreasonable. He just shook his head and choked up: "But he is different, he is Su Su!"
Su Su was actually not aggrieved by being scolded, but seeing the old master tears all the time, some inexplicable sadness, and red eyes, sobbing and saying: "Yes, I am Su Su! But I just grew up here. Su Su."
reprimanding Su Su, who has been sitting in a tight loop for more than 20 years, silently ~ IndoMTL.com~ broke the spirit of support for some reason, like a spine has been bent.
Su's heart tightened, he wiped his face indiscriminately, looked flustered, and quickly said: "Old man, what you say is what you say, I just listen to you, don't scare me."
The old master sighed heavily, got up and walked back to the house.
Only Su Su who made a mistake but didn't know where it was was left behind, ignoring that there was a woman by her side, she bowed her head and sobbed.
Xue Songguan hesitated, stretched out his hand and gently patted the back of his clenched fist on his knee.
Like a drowning man, he grabbed the life-saving straw, firmly held her slender hand, raised his head, and cried: "Tell me where I am wrong. I will go and apologize to the old master. I don't want him to be sad. I also want to be promising. But I really don’t know what to do!"
The blind woman without the guqin smiled gently, and the other hand wiped away the tears on his face, and whispered: "Susu."
Front yard.
In the past half a decade, I remembered the opening of Yijian Tianmen on the banks of the Guangling River countless times.
Take a deep breath.
After Xu Fengnian lost one hand, he stretched out one hand, and countless sword qi cocoons changed from the tyrannical normal in the past, and they were docilely wrapped around his arm.
He calmly said: "Open the door!"
The sword box opens wide.
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(Evening chapter "The Sheepskin Fur Goes to Open the Mountain")